They sighed together, getting off on each other’s pleasure. Scott worked Austin’s dick and ass in the same rhythm. The countless times Austin had done that to him came to mind. He understood not being able to move or say much. Then Austin started to thrust with him.
Scott shuddered. It was becoming unreal. Sexual and emotional feelings flowed from one of them to the other. He knew Austin was close. Could hear it and feel it. He picked up his pace, wanting them to orgasm as one. A small cry told him he had to hurry. He stilled his hand and drilled into him faster.
Seconds later, Scott pulled out and held their cocks in his hands, pressing them together as best he could in that position. “Fuck, fuck.” He felt Austin tense just as his balls tightened. Then he peered around Austin’s body as both of them spurted semen onto the shower wall. “Fuck, that’s hot.”
Austin glanced down. He was so lost in his release he didn’t realize what Scott had done. He watched both their dicks let out a bit more fluid. “That was amazing.” Austin panted, trying to catch his breath.
Still stroking their softening cocks, Scott grinned into Austin’s back. “Yeah, it was.” He took a deep breath. “I needed to show you I loved you.”
“You did that and more.” Austin reached back and rubbed Scott’s ass. “When I can breathe again, it’s my turn to make love to you.”
Chapter 51
Mackenzie opened the door to the house Monday afternoon and called out, “Brandon, I’m back.” Then her heart sank. She had forgotten he was still in New Jersey. “Wonder what Jesse’s up to.” She didn’t want to stay there alone yet again. A fleeting thought came to her. She groaned. “I can’t let him hold me tonight.”
She hadn’t slept well. Every hour she woke up, searching for Brandon in the bed. Dreams of their separation plagued her when she did sleep. Wanting to forget the loneliness, she took out a bottle of red wine and poured herself a glass. Sipping the cold liquid soothed her throat and gave her a false sense of security. After draining the first glass, she poured another.
Her new company was time-consuming but worth it. She had taken over the investments for every Wicked End member, as well as some of the crew. Members of a few other bands contacted her asking about her rates and references. It was growing fast. Terri already worked for her full time. She even hired a junior broker, Andrew, to take care of things when she was with Brandon.
That day had flown by. She had gone from client to client, some new and some from her old firm. Each of them was given information about her budding firm and what she planned to do for them in the future. Overall, it was a good day. She just wished she didn’t have to come home to an empty house.
“One more day.” She sighed and went to the bedroom to change.
Dressed in shorts and a T-shirt, she walked outside. The pool looked inviting, but she was still fearful of swimming alone. Settling on a lounge chair, she set her phone and wine glass on the table next to her. Closing her eyes, she relaxed, letting the long day go.
Her phone vibrated, making an odd noise on the glass table. She picked it up and swiped the screen. A text from Sasha.
Can I come check out the new place? Maybe ease the pain in my dick since I last fucked you?
It made her smile, but he was not what she wanted. He couldn’t give her what she needed. She messaged him back.
Not tonight. Maybe when Brandon is back we’ll have a threesome.
When there was no reply for a few minutes, she knew he was disappointed. Then she groaned when her phone went off again. Her frowned turned into a smile as she saw Brandon’s name.
I miss you. Are you done with your meetings yet?
She’d meant to call him right away, but unwinding had distracted her. She hit the call button. His voice made her smile widen.
“It’s over, baby.” She imagined him in bed, jerking off to her face. “What’re you doing?”
He bit his lip. “Thinking of you.” His eyes closed as he eased a hand into his open jeans. Her voice set him off instantly. He gripped his thickening cock. “Thinking of you in this bed with me. Sucking my dick. Licking my ass. Playing with yourself.” His tone laced with desire.
“So you are masturbating.” She let out a giggle. “That’s what I was expecting. I want a cum shot.”
He brought up the camera app and started taking video. “Sure thing.” He stroked faster, breathing getting heavier. “Keep talking. I’ll blow real fast.”
He listened, but had no idea what she was saying. Just the sound of her voice had him lost in oblivion. His hand moved faster, as his mind created wild fantasies of her naked. Hips lifting, he imagined slamming his dick into her from below. He could barely think of anything else but her pussy.
“Uh… uh… Tink… fuck… cumming!”
He opened his eyes and was shocked he was alone. There was a huge sticky mess all over his chest and abdomen. At least he had filmed it. Then he lifted his right hand and semen dripped from it as well.
“Damn it.”
She heard movement. “You all right?”
“Yeah.” He carefully got to his feet. “I came everywhere. Now I know you feel when I cum on you.” He normally had a towel or something handy to clean up. Turning on the shower, he was careful not to drip semen onto the floor. “I need to take a shower.”
She sighed. “OK. When’s the party?”
“In like two hours.” He held the phone to his ear as he rinsed off his chest. “Hate that you’re not here.”
Mackenzie closed her eyes. “Me too. This big house is lonely.”
“So invite Terri over.” He moved the phone to a clean soap dish and put it on speaker. “How’d you sleep?” He had passed out after Scott left the room, but woke up frantic a few hours later.
She shrugged and glanced at the lake. “I kinda slept.”
His hands balled into fists. “Do you need one of the guys to come over and fuck you?” He didn’t want to ask, but the tone of her voice was getting to him.
“I already turned Sasha down.” She fought the tears welling in her eyes. “I can’t sleep alone anymore.”
He did a fist pump, but then realized she was about to cry. “Hey. Call Jesse. He’ll come by and hang out. If you need him to, let him hold you.” His teeth clenched. The last thing he wanted was another man in their bed that night. “Just, please don’t fuck him in our room.”
“I wouldn’t.” A few tears ran down her cheeks. “Holding is OK tonight?”
He leaned on the shower wall. “If you need it. Yes.”
“Maybe just for a little while.” She didn’t want to mistake him for Brandon yet again. “We could watch a movie or something.”
Relief washed over him. She didn’t want sex from someone else, just some comfort. “Sounds like a good idea.” He washed his hair and body as he listened to her calming down. “Better?”
“Yes.” She picked up her wine glass and took a long drink. “What did you do today?”
Rinsing, he paused. Then he replied, “Me and Scott checked out a few sites, had real Philly cheesesteaks. It was fun.”
“Without Austin?” She was surprised.
He turned off the water. “Yeah. Austin went with Jake and Chico to check out other places. Most likely girls. It was nice hanging with Scott. We did that a lot when we got to big cities on tours.”
She was glad their friendship was back on track again. “Next tour, the four of us can hang if you want.”
“I’d like that.” He stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel.
Mackenzie had finished her wine and debated on getting more. “What time do you have to leave?”
“I’m meeting the guys soon.” He picked up the phone and took it off speaker. “Tink?”
“Yeah?”
He smiled. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“I’ll call you after the party.”
She nodded. “OK.”
Before doing anything else, he sent her the video with a smirk.
When they arrived at Jon’s house, Brandon felt underdressed. Most of the attendees had tuxes or suits on. No one had told him it was a formal affair. He looked down at his jeans and boots. At least he wore a dress shirt.
Minutes later, Jon and a group started walking towards them. He recognized Crystal right away. Her dress was hot; he had to fight not to get hard. He pretended not to know her as well as he did and played friendly with the rest of her band.
When her eyes met his, he couldn’t help but wink. Visions of her on all fours taking his cock floated in his mind. He could feel her body in his hands. The dress made it even worse. So much skin was exposed. He wanted to grab her tits again.
Then Jake made a crude comment toward Crystal. After words back and forth between Brandon, Jake, Chico and Giovanni, Jon interrupted them, talking about tours. Brandon stopped paying attention until Jake opened his mouth again.
“How about we go to Florida and see Tink again?” Jake made a growling sound, and his eyebrows went up and down. “I’d like to get my—”
Brandon shoved him. “Fuck off, man! No way!”
“I was just playing around,” Jake explained. “Learn to take a joke.”
Scowling, Brandon replied, “Lately, your jokes are pissing me off.”
“Stop being a dick, Jake.” Chico glared at him. “Kenzie’s off limits now, and you know it.”
Needing to get away, Brandon walked around looking for the bar. He needed a drink to calm down. If Mackenzie had been there, she would have diffused things quickly. She wasn’t, so he had to self-medicate. He ordered a vodka and cranberry juice.
“Don’t go overboard,” Scott said when he caught up to Brandon. “It’s just one more night.”
Brandon nodded. “I know. Jake’s just making it worse.”
“Yeah.” Scott exhaled loudly. “He’s pissy and seriously annoying without his woman around. Glad Chico still has his head on straight.” He put a hand on Brandon’s shoulder. “Did you talk to her today?”
Smiling, Brandon turned to Scott. “Yep. She visited all her clients and things are going well. Glad she let me pay for the startup.”
“I think she finally understands this is a partnership.” Scott looked at the bartender. “Can I have a Heineken?” He took the bottle and sipped from it. “One day she’ll stop fighting you about paying for things. She agreed to marry your sorry ass.” He laughed.
Brandon laughed as well. “That she did.”
Back in Florida, Mackenzie was making popcorn. Jesse was on his way over to hang out. She already had a movie queued up in the theater room. When the bell rang, she rushed to answer. It was sort of exciting to have company.
“Hey. Glad you didn’t have plans.”
Jesse gave her a half smile and a nod. “Me too.” He hid the fact that he had indeed had plans. The sadness in her voice melted him. He couldn’t say no to her. “What’re we watching?”
“The new Batman movie.” She locked the door when he came inside. “Hope you didn’t see it yet.”
He followed her to the kitchen. “I haven’t.”
Mackenzie took the popcorn out of the microwave and dumped it into a bowl. “Can you grab drinks from the fridge?”
Jesse searched the shelves. “Alcohol or not?”
She pursed her lips for a few seconds. “I better not drink any more alcohol. Soda for me.”
He moved things around and found a Pepsi for her and a Sam Adams for him. “Lead the way.” He smiled when they walked into the dark room. “I want a room like this.”
They sat on the main couch, next to each other. She hit a switch and the wide footrest came up. “This is the coolest couch.”
“Yeah.” He pulled down the snack tray to his right and set the drinks on it. With her thigh against his, he was afraid of dropping them. “Brandon’ll be home tomorrow?” He licked his lips, hoping for a bit of bareback action since Brandon was away.
She sighed and laid her head on his arm. “Tomorrow, late afternoon.”
Jesse tugged his arm out from under her and wrapped it around her back. “I’ll keep you company till then.” He watched her chest rise and fall. His dick was growing fast. He was just about seconds away from pouncing on her. “Maybe we should just go in the bedroom.” He started to get up.
Mackenzie pushed on his chest. “No. Stay here.” She glanced down at his crotch. His erection was close to bursting through his zipper. “Sex is not why I asked you here.”
“Oh.” He wasn’t able to hide his disappointment. “That’s cool. Why don’t you put the movie on?”
She hit play and adjusted her body to see the screen. As the movie played, she started to relax. No longer lonely, she put an arm around Jesse’s back and a hand on his chest. He made her feel safe.
He grinned as her fingers rubbed his ribs. If only she would hold his dick instead. He was sure she snuggled closer because she was horny. Letting his hand fall from her shoulder, he reached around to her breast and toyed with her nipple until it hardened. Then he rubbed it slowly.
Pleasure coursing through her, Mackenzie didn’t stop him at first. Then she remembered it was Jesse. She pushed his hand away, then settled back in place.
“Really, no sex?” Jesse couldn’t believe it.
She shook her head and closed her eyes. “I haven’t been able to sleep without him.”
“Oh.” He sighed and hugged her. “Sorry, I assumed.” His dick still strained against his jeans, but he wouldn’t push her into it. “If you change your mind, I’m all for it.”
They sat in silence until the movie ended. Jesse took the remote from the seat next to her and searched for another movie. He grinned when he found the latest Men in Black. He hadn’t seen that either.
Halfway through, Jesse felt her lean into him more. He looked down and found her eyes closed. With a smile, he took her hand in his and felt the engagement ring. Lifting her hand, he stared at it. He was happy for them both.
A phone ringing startled him. He looked around and saw her phone lit up. Not wanting it to wake her, he quickly answered. “Hello?”
“Uh, is this Kenzie’s phone?” Brandon didn’t recognize the voice. His chest tightened with jealousy.
Jesse laughed softly. “It’s me. Jesse. She’s asleep.”
“Oh, so you’re staying over.” He tried hard to hide the jealousy.
Looking down, Jesse whispered, “Nah. We were watching a movie. She fell asleep on my chest.” He could feel Brandon almost seething. “I didn’t fuck her. Just held her. She misses you bad.”
“I miss her too.” Brandon stretched out on the hotel bed. If they aren’t having sex, does that mean something? Is she ready for more commitment? Or just not in the mood? “Kiss her forehead for me. Can you stay for a while? She didn’t get much sleep last night.”
Jesse replied, “Sure. We’re in the room with the big ass flat screen. I’m good for hours with this thing.”
“Tell her I love her.” Brandon felt better knowing she was sleeping. “And, Jesse. Thanks again.”
“Anytime.”
Chapter 52
New Year’s Eve, Brandon felt feather-light touches in his sleep. It pulled him from dreamland. Still disoriented, he had no clue what was touching him. The brushes moved up and down his body. He guessed it could be the ceiling fan causing it. His eyes refused to open, and his mind stayed unfocused. Wetness trailed up his inner thigh. Then it moved over his hip.
Mackenzie smirked as he shifted his left leg, widening the space in which she knelt. She was careful not to make a sound, or let her swinging breasts graze his skin. Leaving soft kisses up his abdomen made him sigh. She fleetingly tongued his nipple, then headed back down again. He stirred again, telling her he was about to awaken fully.
Reaching out, Brandon tried to find the source of the pleasure. He found nothing. His lids mostly closed, he only saw a blurry figure. Then his back bowed off the bed. His dick was down someone’s throat.
“Fuck!” He grabbed a handful
of hair. “Tell me that’s you, Kenzie.”
He had only once woken to another woman sucking his cock, Terri. That was because they had another threesome, a few days ago. Together they had worked him into a frenzy, and he sprayed semen all over the three of them.
Mackenzie let his cock fall from her mouth. “It’s me, baby.” She crawled up his body and straddled his waist. “Thought you’d like this better than an alarm clock.”
“Hell yes.” He moaned as she ground her pussy into his erection. “Fuck me already.”
She leaned down, lips brushing his ear. “We have errands to run.”
“Don’t care. Fuck first.” He grabbed her waist and quickly adjusted his hips. Then he bucked his hips, sinking into her deeply. “Much better.” He held her down to him, grinding against her. “We won’t have time for this until tomorrow sometime. Gotta get it while I can.”
He started pumping up into her, making her body shudder. They had to catch a flight to Atlantic City at 2:00. He hoped she woke him up with enough time to spare. His fingers dug into her ass cheeks as she rode him, meeting his every thrust. They both gasped when she tightened within.
“Brandon…” Mackenzie pushed on his chest, her hips moving faster. It had been her plan to ride him, but she also wanted to make it last. His fast and furious rhythm was foiling her plan. She unconsciously scratched him as a wave of ecstasy took over. “Uh, God… Brandon!”
He moaned as she came, thoroughly soaking him and gripping him again and again. Feeling her pleasure added to his own. He gritted his teeth as aftershocks plagued her. The constant barrage wrecked havoc on his self-control. His eyes pleaded with her, but hers closed as she rode it out.
In order to hold back, he imagined they were on the plane already. Then as she started rocking on him, the vision morphed. He was fucking her in full view of the entire plane. Men cheered them on, and women begged to be next. Teeth grazed his neck. Then there was pressure just under his sack.
Mackenzie had almost recovered. She moved languidly but was biting his neck as she fondled his balls. It wasn’t remotely easy, but she wanted him to feel the intense pleasure she had. She massaged the spot behind his scrotum, and he moaned loudly. Then she dragged her nails along his side, while biting his neck.
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