“I made you guys some lunch. Nathan doesn’t like anything too heavy before practice so I just made some bacon sandwiches. I hope that’s okay.”
His mouth watered at the idea of actual meat inside of his sandwich instead of the imitation stuff the university had tried to pass off for food. “Sounds great, thanks.”
Nathan bumped him on the shoulder and grinned. “Your room’s the second on the right. Why don’t you go dump your stuff and join us for lunch?”
Jeremy nodded his thanks and made his way up the stairs, heading toward the room he’d been assigned.
His mouth dropped open when he saw the room he’d been given. It had a queen bed, a chest of drawers and a huge closet. There was even an overstuffed chair and little table in the one corner. It wasn’t much, really, but compared to the dorm room he’d been sleeping in, this was heaven.
He considered taking some time to unpack his bag but the idea of real food was too tempting. Making his way down the stairs, he paused when he heard a sound coming from the hall. Nathan had his wife in his arms again and had her pressed against the hall wall, kissing the daylights out of her. “Nathan, Jeremy could walk in any second,” she panted even as she gripped the collar of his shirt and brought him back for more.
He repositioned her until their pelvises were level and spoke just loud enough for Jeremy to hear what he was saying. “Put your legs around my hips, honey.” She huffed but did as he said, straddling his hips and letting out a tiny whimper when her pussy came into contact with Nathan’s cock.
Jeremy thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head when he saw Rachel push down and grind into her husband. Nathan was dry humping her enthusiastically, growling dirty things into her delicate ear. “Oh yeah, honey. Are you wet for me? You like that? God, honey, you’re so hot.”
Shit, it was like watching a porno live. Jeremy couldn’t tear his eyes away from the couple who were still practically doing it right in front of him. He stared at Nathan’s ass, flexing and tightening every time he pushed against his wife, and wondered what those two muscular globes would feel like under his hands. He couldn’t even work up the motivation to freak out about his wandering thoughts. The only thing he could think about was his raging hard cock and how badly he wanted to yank his pants down and masturbate to the sight before him. It took everything he had to keep his hand out of his pants.
He forced his eyes away from the couple and briefly thought about exploring the rest of the house. He would be living here, after all. Maybe he should just clear his throat to remind them he was still there?
Turning back, Jeremy almost swallowed his tongue at what he saw. The two of them were still going at it, but now Nathan had his hand down Rachel’s pants. He could see the other man’s wrist moving as he fingered his wife, and her head was thrown back against the wall. Jeremy fervently wished her head had been cushioned against his chest instead, that his hand was dueling with Nathan’s to finger what was sure to be a sweet, sensitive little clit. He drifted closer to the couple, squeezing the base of his cock through his loose jeans in an effort to stave off his orgasm.
Nathan lifted his mouth from Rachel’s and turned his head slightly, looking Jeremy dead in the eye. Nathan’s eyes roamed over him, lingering on his crotch, where he still had a tight grip on his cock. Jeremy was startled to see the look of sheer, wild lust in the other man’s eyes. “You like an audience, don’t you, honey?” Nathan crooned in Rachel’s ear, never taking his eyes off Jeremy’s. “Gets you all hot and bothered, huh, babe?”
She whimpered again and tossed her head from side to side, clearly lost in her pleasure. Jeremy suppressed the urge to slide the hand that wasn’t clutching his cock behind her head to save it from any blows, but he stayed where he was. His cock throbbed, and he was pretty sure that no matter how hard he squeezed, he was about to come in his pants. He couldn’t really see anything, but it didn’t matter. Nathan’s dirty words and Rachel’s obvious pleasure were far more of a turn-on than any Internet porn he had ever seen.
Nathan was gazing at him intently the next time he looked up. “It’s okay to come, babe,” Nathan said. Nathan’s lips brushed over Rachel’s ear, but the look on Nathan’s face told Jeremy that he was talking to him. Rachel’s breath caught, and her eyes closed, her hips hiking up. “That’s it, honey,” Nathan encouraged. “Come on my finger. That’s right. Oh, honey, you’re coming so hard. Your little clit is throbbing against my finger…yeah, sweetie. You’re creaming so hard, aren’t you? I could slide right in without any lube, couldn’t I?” The look on Nathan’s face told him the words weren’t only for Rachel’s benefit. Jeremy’s entire body felt like a live wire, and he stared into Nathan’s ocean-blue eyes. The other man nodded, and Jeremy took that as permission. He released the death grip he had on the base of his cock, and his balls contracted. He came so hard he saw stars, and he briefly wondered if it was possible his balls could get any closer to his body.
When he finally caught his breath again, Nathan was halfway up the stairs, carrying Rachel in his arms. “We’ll be out in a few,” he called over his shoulder. “You might want to clean up before lunch.”
Jeremy started up the stairs again and flopped on the bed, flinging his arm over his eyes. His stomach growled loudly, reminding him how hungry he really was. He wondered if it would be considered rude if he went down to the kitchen and helped himself. His mother would say yes, but he thought Nathan and Rachel would be occupied for quite a while, and he didn’t like going on the ice on a full stomach although he needed something to eat first. Deciding to chance looking rude, Jeremy quickly changed out of his cum-stained jeans and slipped on a soft pair of sweatpants, not bothering with underwear. He’d have to change before practice anyway.
He threw the jeans into a corner of the room, blushing when the wet stain landed facing up. He’d never come in his pants, ever, even when he’d been sixteen and his first real girlfriend had been grinding against him through their clothes. But the show Nathan and Rachel had put on had been unbelievably arousing. Something about the demanding look in Nathan’s eyes as he’d given him permission to orgasm with his wife had put Jeremy over the edge. What would it feel like to give up the strict control he always had in bed and put his pleasure into someone else’s hands?
Looking down at his own sticky hands with distaste, he wandered into the hall and looked at the closed doors. Which one was the bathroom? There was one door right next to his room and one door on the left side of the hall.
Eenie, meenie, miney, moe
. His finger stopped at the end of his rhyme, pointing at the room across the hall. Well, it had never proved to be wrong before.
He crossed the hall and grasped the doorknob, pushing the door in and stepping over the threshold before he froze. Wrong door.
The creak of the door drew Rachel’s attention, and she looked up from Nathan’s hard cock and her position at Nathan’s feet to see Jeremy standing in the doorway with his mouth hanging open. She pulled her mouth away from the cock she was sucking on and glanced up at her husband. “We have an audience again.”
Nathan’s head whipped around, and Rachel watched as his gaze locked on the other man. He must have liked what he saw because the cock now waving in her face bobbed even closer to his belly. “Did I tell you to stop?”
She grinned up at him and guided the head of his cock back into her mouth. He groaned and rested his hands lightly on the top of her head. She pulled back slightly to run her tongue around the edge of his now throbbing head. He pushed on her head gently, and she obeyed his silent command. Nathan needed to feel in control of their lovemaking, and he had never failed to make it worth her while to give up that control. She nearly choked when she heard his next words though. “Well, are you just going to stand there or are you going to join us?”
Clearly he was talking to Jeremy. She shifted her eyes as far as she could to the right and could just make out Jeremy stepping farther into the room and closing the door. Her eyes were starting to hurt so she pulled them back to the view in front of her, and it was a very tantalizing view of her husband’s hard belly lightly furred with blond hair. Another pair of bare feet stepped very close to Nathan’s and then a pair of gray sweatpants pooled on the floor.
Nathan’s hands tightened in her hair, and a small dribble of salty pre-cum spilled onto her tongue. Apparently Nathan was really turned on by Jeremy being in the room. She lapped at him, swallowing every drop she managed to get out of him. This was a rare treat for her. Nathan got off on giving pleasure, not really receiving it. It wasn’t very often that she got to suck him off, and he would probably pull away before he came, especially now that Jeremy was in the room.
As if he could read her mind, he pulled lightly on her hair, urging her to her feet. “You like what you see, Jeremy?”
The other man nodded mutely, his eyes glued to her breasts. Nathan turned her around fully so Jeremy could look his fill. “Then come and touch her,” Nathan challenged. “She loves the idea of two men, don’t you, honey?”
Her already wet pussy began to drip at his words.
This was it
. Nathan was about to make her fantasy come true. “Yes, Nathan. I love it.”
“You heard the lady,” Nathan said when Jeremy didn’t move. “I’ll even tell you exactly what to do.”
Jeremy stepped even closer, and she smiled up at him. He was almost as tall as her husband, with broad shoulders and narrow hips. He was leaner than Nathan, his muscles long and ropey. His cock was rock hard and standing straight out from his body at a ninety-degree angle. And it was a beautiful cock, steadily leaking pre-cum, and she
loved
pre-cum. It told her she was doing something right.
Nathan must have seen her staring at Jeremy’s cock because he smiled evilly. “Here’s what we’re going to do, Jer. Rachel will get on her hands and knees on the bed, and I’m going to take her pussy from behind. You are going to kneel in front of her, and she is going to suck you off. Would you like that, honey?”
She couldn’t help the small whimper that came out of her mouth as she immediately did as she was told. The bed dipped as Nathan climbed up behind her and settled between her legs. He gripped her hips and held her still. She was so wet and ready for him that he slid right in without any resistance. Instead of thrusting right away, he strengthened his hold and anchored her in place when Jeremy got onto his knees in front of her, his cock a scant millimeter from her mouth. She stretched her neck just enough to let Jeremy’s smooth, velvety head glide across her lips. Letting her tongue peek out, she licked at the small slit in the top of his head, savoring the earthy taste of the beads of liquid collecting there.
Jeremy moaned and scooted a little closer, taking the pressure off her neck even as Nathan slipped out of her slowly, only to thrust back in. His cock glided over her G-spot with every pass, making her groan with the pleasure. Jeremy’s deep grunt reminded her of what she was supposed to be doing and she began slurping at him in earnest.
“Nathan,” Jeremy said as he panted. “Nathan, I’m gonna…”
Nathan pulled back on her hips, making her lose her suction on Jeremy’s cock. He yanked her up so that her belly was exposed. “Come on her stomach,” he ordered the other man.
Jeremy’s eyes widened, but he stroked his cock with one hand, rapidly moving his tight fist over the very tip of his cock. The other hand dipped between his thighs as he cupped and massaged his own balls. “Yeah,” Jeremy groaned as his cock exploded.
Rachel jerked when she felt the first blast of cum hit her low belly. Jeremy emptied his balls in long, hard bursts, each splash of cum burning a path down her stomach. She couldn’t believe what a turn-on the whole thing was.
Jeremy’s head dropped, chin resting on his chest while he caught his breath, but his eyes never left Rachel. Just as she was about to come, Nathan scooped up a fingertip full of Jeremy’s creamy seed and used it as lubricant to stroke her clit.
Rachel’s back arched, the climax hitting her like a ton of bricks. She could feel felt her muscles clamping down on Nathan even as he let out his own cry and sprayed her pussy with his own cum.
She began slumping forward, pleasantly surprised when her head landed on Jeremy’s chest instead of landing face first into the mattress. Jeremy pulled her forward slightly so he could cushion the rest of her as he moved them both up to the head of the bed. He cradled her against his side even as he watched Nathan warily.
Rachel eyed her husband curiously. In the past, Nathan would have gotten growly and possessive. All she saw now was the drowsy, satisfied smile that seemed to be glued to his face. He flopped down on his back next to her and turned his grin on Jeremy. “That was fan-fucking-tastic.”
Jeremy’s smile was somewhat hesitant. “Yeah, it really was something.”
Rachel rubbed the small of her back, trying to ease her sore muscles. As much as she had enjoyed what the three of them had done, she was not used to that much exertion.
Nathan’s smile turned to concerned frown, and he jumped out of bed, heading toward the master bathroom.
“Where are you going?” Jeremy called.
The sound of water in the tub filled the room. Nathan appeared by her side and lifted her gently out of the bed. He carried her into the bathroom and sat her on the closed lid of the toilet. Jeremy padded into the bathroom, still looking sweetly confused. “Nathan?”
Nathan added a generous amount of bath oil, and orange blossoms suddenly scented the billowing steam. He looked up at Jeremy and gave him a crooked half smile. “Rachel’s got some sore muscles. Soaking in a hot bath should help with the pain and clean off our spunk at the same time.”
Jeremy nodded his understanding and lifted her up again. She laughed and slapped his shoulder. “I can walk,” she said.
He dropped a kiss on the top of her head and breathed deeply before handing her off to Nathan, who eased her into the hot water. “We know you can walk, honey. That doesn’t mean you have to. Let us take care of you.”