The Chase: Brit Boys: On Boys (6 page)

Robert shut his eyes, groaned.

Steve could hear their bristly chins grating, their breaths whooshing and the falling water bouncing off their big bodies.

Suddenly they lurched out of the shower cubicle, into the main portion of the bathroom. Robert stumbled slightly but Carrick righted him then spun him to face the sink with the mirror above it.

Robert reached out, gripped the porcelain rim.

Steve saw that Robert was breathing hard, his ribs expanding and contracting beneath his flesh. He was dripping water all over the floor, his skin shiny and sparkling and his body hair flattened to the skin on his arms, neck and chest.

Carrick stood behind him, cock erect, belly flat and tensed with the faint outline of a six-pack visible.

Steve gripped his cock and squeezed as he watched Carrick quickly change the condom for a fresh one.

Robert let his head hang down, towards the floor—still and patient for once and not in total control.

Carrick had more lube and was rubbing it over Robert’s arsehole, coating him in the slippery fluid so that he’d be able to ride in fast and deep.

Steve stepped from the hot shower; instantly the air cooled him. He reached for Carrick’s discarded robe and shrugged into it, not taking his attention from Carrick’s fingers now working his Master’s hole open.

“Yeah, so hot for it, so fucking greedy, aren’t you, big boy,” Carrick murmured.

“Just get on with it,” Robert growled.

The sound of Robert’s demanding voice, at contrast with his bent, submissive position sent a renewed bolt of lust through Steve. He tied a rough knot in the robe and walked up to his Master’s arse.

Carrick was breathing hard and fast as his fingers buried deep inside Robert.

Robert groaned and arched his spine.

Steve took hold of Robert’s left buttock and pulled, exposing his arsehole to the bright lights of the bathroom.

“Ah, yeah, that’s it. I’m going in,” Carrick said, withdrawing and lining up his cock with Robert’s hole.

“Yes,” Steve said breathily. “Fuck him.” He stretched underneath Robert and seized his rigid cock.

Again Robert groaned, the sound turning into a shout of part pain, part pleasure as Carrick thrust forward, burying his dick to the root.

Steve started at the sight of his Master’s pucker stretched so wide around such a thick girth, much thicker than his slimmer cock.

“Kiss me,” Carrick said.

Steve tore his attention from the erotic vision and looked at Carrick. His eyes were flashing with fiery excitement and his lips parted.

Still working Robert’s cock, Steve kissed Carrick. He felt like they were all so connected, so in tune with each other’s pleasure; it was liberating to be at one with two such pleasure-driven men.

“Ah, yeah, that’s it,” Robert said, bucking back onto Carrick and his arse cheeks butting into Carrick’s groin.

Carrick stopped kissing Steve. He grabbed Robert’s hair and yanked his head up so that Robert looked directly into the mirror. “Come, come soon, so I can see your face.”

“Fuck me harder if you want me to come,” Robert said through gritted teeth.

Carrick grunted, withdrew and slammed in again, his balls whacking up against Robert’s sac.

“Argh, yeah…” Robert shouted, his fingers curling on the sink. “Yeah, that’s it, more of that, I won’t break.”

Carrick upped the pace, throwing all of his muscle and energy into fucking.

Steve was being buffeted by their wild, jostling bodies but still he kept working Robert’s cock. He was hard again, his testicles tight. God, was he going to come, just from being part of this?

Carrick was stabbing his cock in and out of Robert, the head coming right out on some of his more violent thrusts, then barging back to the root in a rapid blur.

“Come, fucking come,” Carrick shouted, wrenching Robert’s hair all the harder.

Robert let out a primitive yelp.

Steve felt Robert’s cock pulse and cum shot from the end, landing on the tiled floor in a series of quiet splats.

Carrick stared, wide-eyed at Robert’s reflection. “Yes, yes, yes.” He buried deep, shunting all three of them forward. “I’m making you come.” He stilled as pleasure overtook him. He sucked his belly in, his chest puffed up and his lips retracted in an ecstatic grimace.

“Ah, yeah,” Steve said, jerking on Robert’s cock as fast as he could and eking out more and more cum.

“Fuck, that’s it,” Carrick said, his body slumping forward as he released Robert’s hair. “I’m done.”

“Oh, God,” Steve muttered. A small orgasm rippled through his testicles, up his shaft and made his damp slit contract against the inside of the robe. “I’ve never…I mean…wow!”

“Wow!” Robert panted. He was still staring in the mirror, looking at Steve and Carrick.

“That was incredible,” Steve said, stroking his Master’s cock in slow, soothing movements.

“You can say that…again,” Carrick said, studying his cock seated deep in Robert’s arse.

For a moment they were all quiet, still, except for the rapid inward and outward breathing movements. Then Carrick pinched the base of the condom and slipped out of Robert’s body.

Steve released Robert’s cock and stooped to pick up the rubber that lay on the floor by his feet. The one Carrick had discarded in a hurry a few minutes previously.

Robert stood and turned away from the mirror, slipped his arm around Steve and pulled him close.

“What do you do with a year’s worth of used condoms?” Carrick said, taking the deflated bit of latex from Steve and holding them both up—one holding a jet of milky semen, the other empty.

“Dunno,” Steve said, grinning.

“Melt them, turn them into a tyre and call it a Goodyear.”

Robert chuckled and hugged Steve close. “I think it’s going to be a very good year from now on.”

Steve smiled up at him. “Yeah, now we’re back together, how can it not be?”

“I appreciated it,” Carrick said, dropping the rubbers in a bin then slipping his arms around Steve and Robert.

“What’s that then?” Robert asked.

“You letting me join in your getting-back-together celebrations.”

“Ah, we’ve only just begun celebrating,” Robert said, pressing a kiss to Steve’s lips. “We’ve got a lot of catching up to do, haven’t we, sub?”

“Yeah, I reckon.”

“Mmm, but still, not every night I get to fuck two hot pieces of arse.” Carrick leaned in and licked the seam of Steve’s mouth.

Steve groaned and tangled his tongue with Robert’s, then let Carrick join in the sensuous dance in a luscious threeway snog. It had been an amazing night, an even more amazing experience, and for all Carrick made him laugh, he had really shown his true talents when it came to playing hard to get, using his mouth for more than just jokes and then giving it good and fast to his Master.

It had definitely been worth the bitter cold and worth the chase, because the scorching heat and the orgasms had been gold plated and now, on top of all of that, he was back at his Master’s side.

And that was no joke. That was real life.

Lily Harlem lives in the UK and is an award-winning author of erotic romance. She writes for publishers on both sides of the Atlantic including HarperCollins, Totally Bound, Pride Publishing, Evernight Publishing, All Romance eBooks, All Romance eBooks and Sweetmeats Press. Her work regularly receives high praise and industry nominations.

Before turning her hand to writing Lily Harlem worked as a trauma nurse and her latest HarperCollins release,
Confessions of a Naughty Night Nurse
draws on her many experiences while nursing in London. Lily also self-publishes and
The Silk Tie
,
The Glass Knot, In Expert Hands
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Scored
have been blessed with many 5* reviews since their release.

Lily writes MF, MM and ménage a trois, her books regularly hit the #1 spot on Amazon Best Seller lists and
Breathe You In
was named a USA Today Reviewer’s Recommended Read of 2014. Her latest MM novel is
Dark Warrior.

Lily also co-authors with Natalie Dae and publishes under the name
Harlem Dae
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