CollectiveMemory

by Tielle St Clare

  She moaned and twisted as if she was trying to get away.

  “Poor baby,” he murmured, dipping his finger into her slit. “Don’t worry. We’re going to take care of you.”

  He scooped her up in his arms and carried her around to the side of the bed. Part of him wanted to toss her into the center of the mattress but he didn’t want to shatter the sexual haze that enveloped her. He leaned forward and placed her in the middle of the mattress, leaving space for him and Cayl. Cayl finished stripping out of his clothes, dropping his trousers on the floor and stepping out of them.

  Mace licked his lips and let his eyes wander up those tight rippled abs. Then down to Devin’s soft round form spread out on his bed. His cock twitched. Fuck, with these two around, he’d always be hard.

  Cayl didn’t waste time. He climbed onto the bed and moved over Devin, nudging her legs apart until she spread them wide. Her gaze cleared for a moment but she met Cayl’s hungry stare and lifted her knees higher. Cayl moaned and slipped his hands beneath her thighs, drawing her legs up and around him.

  “So soft. I would be inside her.” He skimmed his hands across her stomach, up to her breasts, pausing to tweak the nipples. Her back arched and her hips rocked up, sliding against Cayl’s bare cock. A trio of moans filled the room. Fuck, they were hot together. Mace stood back for a moment, slowly removing the rest of his clothes. He’d fucked Devin fully dressed but that had been hard and fast. This was going to be a slow, wicked full-body fuck.

  The light saber controller bounced against Mace’s thigh as he undid his jeans. He stepped back and placed it on the dresser. He’d ask later. Surely Cayl knew how it worked. He was curious about the damn thing but now was not the time.

  He draped his shirt and jeans over the chair and reached into the beside table for a couple of condoms and lube. He looked back at his lovers. They were engrossed, enmeshed in each other. Cayl lay between Devin’s legs, one round thigh pulled up around his hip. Lips locked in a soul-deep kiss that made the center of Mace’s stomach drop. He’d watched a lot of porn but he’d never seen anything so sexual as those two, wrapped in each other, kissing, almost fucking.

  He almost hated to interrupt—he could come just from watching them—but Cayl was getting close to moving inside her and he needed to put on a rubber. And Mace had been promised Cayl’s ass. There was no way he was going to miss out on that.

  A smile tugged on his lips as he thought about all those tales of alien abductions and anal probes. It was time that he got a bit of revenge.

  He crawled up on the mattress, his added weight drawing Cayl and Devin out of their intoxicating kiss. Mace couldn’t resist the offer. He bent down and took Devin’s mouth, sinking his tongue between her lips.

  She moaned and wrapped her tongue around his. Cayl made a noise that sounded suspiciously like a snarl.

  Mace pulled back, not far, just enough to glare at Cayl, a warning that he had to share Devin.

  But Cayl wasn’t looking at him. Or not his face. He was staring at Mace’s cock. Or more importantly, his cock where it pressed against Devin’s stomach.

  “You are going to put your shaft inside me.”

  Mace nodded. Cayl tipped his head up to meet Mace’s gaze.

  “You will strive to keep the experience pain free.” It was spoken as a command but Mace could hear the question beneath the words and perhaps a little fear.

  “It will only hurt in the best way.”

  Cayl swallowed, his throat convulsing, then he nodded. “How am I to be inside Devin at the same time?”

  Mace’s lips pulled up into a smile. If Cayl stayed around he would have to introduce the man to porn.

  “We’ll get to that. I need to get you ready first. Don’t want it to hurt.” He wanted Cayl to enjoy it enough to want more.

  “And what am I to do while you get me ready?” The clipped tone of Cayl’s voice sent up alerts in Mace’s brain. Mace sympathized. He tended to get a little testy when he felt the situation was out of his control.

  “You could give our pretty little slut a tongue-fucking that she’ll never forget.”

  Devin, quiet up to this point, gasped. The tiny lights—which Mace realized he’d hadn’t been imagining—flared in Cayl’s eyes.

  “Yes. I could spend those moments with my tongue between her thighs. An excellent suggestion.”

  Devin yelped as Cayl lifted her up, pushing her to the top of the bed. She landed with a soft thump and before she could close her thighs, Cayl was there, kneeling between her legs, his mouth zeroing in on her pussy.

  Mace watched, fascinated by the changes in Devin’s expression. Shock, a bit of outrage and then stunned pleasure. Ahh, Cayl must have found his place. She blinked and looked up at Mace, her mouth dropping open as if she wanted to speak. Or maybe just beg. Her open lips tempted him.

  Fuck, it would be so sweet to plow his cock between her lips, fuck her mouth while Cayl ate her pussy. But tonight he was going to have Cayl’s ass.

  He leaned over her, covering her lips in a deep kiss, sinking his tongue into her mouth. Cayl’s rhythm moved through him. The sexual pulse moved through him. He could feel, knew what Cayl was thinking, what he wanted next. Mace matched Cayl’s pattern. Devin moaned, shifting against him, rocking her hips against Cayl’s mouth.

  The sound sent delicious vibrations into Mace’s lips. One day he would feel those same sensations around his dick, but tonight, he pulled back. Devin chased his lips but sighed when he moved out of range. She dropped back on the pillows, mouth open and a little swollen. Fuck. It was all he could do not to shove his cock between those pretty lips. Another moan broke from her throat and she moved, rocking her hips up against Cayl’s mouth.

  Mace shook himself out of his daze. He had to focus. Cayl was going after Devin’s pussy. He couldn’t lose that as a distraction.

  He grabbed the lube and squeezed some onto his fingers. Cayl glanced up but immediately dived back into Devin’s pussy.

  Knowing it would be cold and a shock, Mace tried to go slow, easing his finger into that virgin ass. Hot and tight. He struggled not to move too fast. He pushed one finger in. The ring of muscles resisted for a moment then relaxed enough to let him in.

  “Fuck, that’s it.” He wasn’t even aware he’d spoken until he heard the words echo through the room, whispering above Devin’s moans. “So tight, baby. You’re going to squeeze me.”

  Cayl grunted and arched his back, pushing his ass into Mace’s hand.

  “Yeah, that’s it.” He pumped his finger in and out a few times, just to tease Cayl with the sensation then pulled back and added more lube and pressed forward using two fingers. The tight hole made his dick throb. Fuck he was going to come before he even got his cock inside Cayl’s ass.

  Cayl shifted beneath the penetration but didn’t pull away. He held himself still, letting Mace’s fingers fuck him. The strong muscles of Cayl’s butt drove Mace crazy. He wasn’t going to be able to wait, to slide three fingers into that tight ass. He needed it now. While he was still able to go slow. He pulled back, added lube and went forward, easing the third finger inside. Cayl tensed. Ease up, babe. Don’t make this harder.

  The muscles locking his fingers out clenched then relaxed, allowing Mace to push deeper.

  A corner of his mind recognized that he hadn’t spoken the words aloud but somehow Cayl had heard him.

  The thought didn’t last long. The heat wrapped around his fingers took all his attention. He worked his fingers in and out, slow steady thrusts, just a few times, just enough so he could take Mace’s dick. He stroked the hot flesh inside and found Cayl’s gland.

  Cayl cried out and Mace had to move. Now.

  He came up on his knees behind Cayl, his cock aiming for that tight hole. His hands trembled as he put on the condom and stroked lube over his dick. His heart pounded in his chest. He’d fucked dozens of guys before. He liked to fuck, no question about that, but this was different. This was Cayl. And somehow despite Cayl’s inexperience
, Mace knew Cayl was strong enough to top him. Maybe even make him ask for it.

  But first, he was going to fuck Cayl, give him a taste. Let him experience the vulnerable sensation of having someone inside you.

  Mace shifted his gaze and stared at Devin. Her eyes were glazed and unfocused from Cayl’s tongue-fucking. From the way Devin’s eyes were crossing, Cayl ate pussy the way he sucked cock, strong and with a lot of suction. Her back arched off the bed, pressing her tits high, even as her knees tightened around Cayl’s shoulders. Without lifting his head, Cayl pressed a hand to her stomach, soothing and caressing, easing her back down on the bed.

  Damn, she was beautiful, stretched out, her nipples high and tight, straining for more.

  Mace’s cock twitched at the sight and he couldn’t wait any longer. He pushed in, meeting resistance.

  “Relax, baby, let me in.”

  Cayl lifted his head and his back rose in a deep breath. Mace pressed forward, and the muscle relaxed, letting him in, allowing him inside. He moved slowly, wanting this to be fun not painful. Torture but in the best way. Cayl grunted and Mace knew he was feeling the burn. He eased back, put more lube on his dick, then returned, the path easier this time, letting him go deeper. Cayl’s ass clamped down and Mace froze.

  “Okay, baby, just relax. It won’t hurt if you relax.”

  Cayl struggled to follow Mace’s instructions but his body rebelled at the invasion. He retrieved the memory of the two men in the club and Mace’s assurances that this was pleasurable.

  He hadn’t found it thus, so far.

  Hot slim fingers brushed his shoulders, Devin’s touch soothing and distracting.

  He stared down at the slick, pink pussy spread before him. He’d become quite addicted to the taste. He breathed in the seductive scent, allowing it to flow through his body. Delicious, powerful. He leaned forward and buried his face in her wet flesh, dipping his tongue into the slick passage. Her delicate gasp drove him on, grabbing his attention…or at least distracting him long enough that Mace was able to enter him.

  A bright burn moved through his ass as Mace pushed forward. Cayl braced himself, ready to take the pain as best he could. Only it slowed then stopped. Mace was inside him. He held his breath, waiting. The strangest urge moving through his body. He needed to move. No. He needed Mace to move.

  “Mace, I have need. You must do something.”

  Instead of giving him what he needed, Mace popped him on the ass. Cayl lifted his head and stared at Devin. She understood the males of this planet.

  “Why will he not give me what I want?” he asked.

  She laughed softly. “He’s just teasing.” Her fingers scraped through Cayl’s hair. “But you can return the favor when you fuck him.”

  He nodded, seeing the wisdom in her words. “Yes,” he said, looking back over his shoulder to the man buried in his ass. “You may tease me as you like but when I mount you, I will do likewise.”

  His words were tough and his tone commanding but Cayl found himself gritting his teeth as Mace chuckled and pulled back just an inch before punching forward and reseating himself in Cayl’s hole. The burn returned but it wasn’t as bad, it was even quite pleasurable once it faded.

  Mace retreated and pushed forward, not too hard, just strong and deliberate. The sensation swamped Cayl’s body and he put his forehead down on Devin’s stomach, his mind swirling, adapting to the penetration of his body. Mace pulled almost out then changed the angle a bit and pushed in deep.

  A spark ran up Cayl’s spine. His eyes popped open and he was sure he made a noise.

  “Again. I would feel that again.”

  “Demanding thing,” Mace growled but repeated the motion sending another jolt through Cayl’s system.

  He cried out. “Yes, again.” After that he lost the ability to speak. If it hadn’t been for the hard pounding in his ass, he might have been able to observe the phenomenon more clinically but all he could was experience it. Mace’s speed picked up. The almost constant thrusting made Cayl’s brain swirl. Warm hands slid into his hair stroking him. He knew it couldn’t be Mace has his fingers were digging into his hips.

  His cock bumped against Devin’s leg. It would not take much for him to come but he wanted to be inside Agent Denning when he spilled.

  “Stop!”

  Mace froze, his cock buried deep in Cayl’s ass. Harsh fast breaths blew across his neck. “What?” Mace demanded between pants. “Are you hurt?”

  Cayl struggled himself to breathe and speak. “No. I would be inside Devin when I come. To join the three of us.” He bent down and licked her slit in one long stroke. “She is still wet.” He lifted his head. Devin watched him with those wide brown eyes. “May I finish inside you?”

  Her fingers traced his jaw and she nodded. With Mace helping him, he pushed himself up, reaching for another covering. Devin wiggled beneath him, sliding down, positioning her cunt to his shaft. Subtle teases—her lips whispering against his, her pussy opening for his dick—stretched his control.

  He sheathed his cock in the latex and placed the head against her opening. He understood the need to protect this lover but one day he wanted to feel her, naked on his cock as he fucked her.

  Thoughts disappeared from his brain as he pushed forward, easing his cock into her passage. The slick, hot walls clung to his shaft burning him even through the thin sheath.

  As he pushed into her, Mace slipped out, his cock almost sliding out of Cayl’s ass.

  “No! Do not stop,” he commanded over his shoulder.

  Mace chuckled. “I’m not going to stop babe. I want to feel you fuck her.” Mace thrust forward, jamming his cock into Cayl’s ass, driving him forward, deeper into Devin’s pussy. Her cry rang through the room as her pussy tightened around his cock.

  “Yes, fuck me. And I will have her.”

  Mace groaned and pulled back. Cayl moved with the motion, sliding his cock out of Devin, stopping when he couldn’t take any more. He looked down at the beautiful woman beneath him. Her eyes looked hazy and vague as if she was lost in her senses.

  “Most intriguing.” Then his ability to speak seemed to disappear. Words formed in his mind but he couldn’t find the muscle control to voice them. He tried to distance himself, to observe the phenomenon but impacts to his senses made it impossible to concentrate.

  Mace moved inside him, filling him, his strokes growing stronger and harder. Every thrust drove Cayl’s cock into Devin. The combined sensations seized his brain. He could no longer think. He could only feel. Only fuck. He heard a shout echo through the chamber and knew it was his voice. Mace’s cock tapped that point inside him and the resulting jolt to Cayl’s senses was too much.

  He shouted again and came, driving forward, hoping he had lasted long enough to bring Devin to pleasure as well. The sweet grip of her pussy contracting on his cock and the quiet gasp ringing through his head gave him hope that she had climaxed as well. Mace continued to pound his ass, once and again before he grunted, holding himself deep in Cayl’s body. Even without the flood of cum into him, he knew from the sounds that Mace had found his release.

  For a moment, none of them moved.

  * * * * *

  Sunlight cascaded through the window, leaving bright streaks across dark sheets and pale limbs. Cayl pushed himself up on his arm and looked at his lovers. They were tangled together, arms and legs draped over and under each other, Devin’s hand wrapped around Cayl’s waist, holding him within their bond.

  He’d learned so much in the past three days—and three nights. Humans were not at all logical but they were more easily understood if one didn’t expect logic.

  Actually quite fascinating if one didn’t expect logic.

  He watched the sun’s shafts move across Mace’s hip then onto Devin’s thigh. The sweet curve matched his hand perfectly as Cayl had held her open, tasting her sexual flesh. Most fascinating. His cock twitched. He looked down. He was hard. Not unusual. Being around these two seemed to have that effect on
the form he’d been given. Loaned. The word rang through his brain, a reminder that he didn’t have long before his transport arrived.

  The sun shafts moved higher, filling the room with light and warmth. His lovers seemed to react. Mace groaned and his eyes fluttered open. The edges of his mouth pulled up in a smile. Cayl licked his lips. He would be happy to wake Mace with oral pleasure and he had been promised the opportunity to fuck Mace’s ass. The ache in his own ass reminded him of Mace’s fucking, slow and steady but he’d been relentless, driving Cayl to come, pushing him deeper inside Devin.

  His cock swelled at the memory. She’d been slick and tight and so sweet, ready to take him. He moaned as the memory overwhelmed him. The temptation was too much. Did he fuck Devin? Or did he take his turn at Mace’s ass?

  He wanted both. The transport would be there soon and he didn’t know who to have first.

  Mace’s eyes fluttered awake and he looked around as if confused where he was, or perhaps who he was with. A strange rumble started in Cayl’s chest, the ache increasing when he thought of Mace with someone else. Someone besides him or Devin.

  He recognized the emotion—jealousy—but still, it was strange. He knew he had no claim on Mace or Devin but the thought of them fucking another male made his heart rate rise.

  Knowing his time was short, Cayl leaned over and stroked the flat of his tongue up the length of Mace’s cock. The shaft swelled and Mace groaned. The sound seemed to wake Devin. Her eyes snapped open and after three days he recognized the caution in her gaze. Unable to resist a greeting, he placed a kiss on her lower stomach, just above her pussy, flicking his tongue out to capture her sweet flavor. He would sample her once again, after he fucked Mace.

  Cayl eased forward, sliding between them, one hand sliding up the inside of Devin’s thigh and into her slit. The other wrapping around Mace’s cock. He didn’t want to let either go.