Crazy Kinky Dirty Love

by K. A. Merikan

  Kyle gagged and grunted, but never actually pinched Dan’s thigh, which would be the safeword for when he had his hands free but his mouth full. Nope, Kyle held his mouth and throat wide open for fucking like its only purpose were to service Dan. It was actually kinda nice that Kyle wasn’t the kind of guy who wanted an open relationship. His slutty side was only Dan’s. Except for when they both agreed they wanted someone else in the bedroom. Dan looked up at Eric, all red faced as if his whole body was one, big, throbbing erection. The first guy who would see Kyle fucked by Dan. The first guy to get a piece of them both. There was still some anxiety lingering in Dan about how he would feel when he saw Kyle sucking Eric off, but it was too hard to focus on that when that tight, tight throat constricted over his dick. So he forcefully pulled Kyle off it and spat in his already wet face. His whole body was throbbing for release.

  “On the bed. Now.” He batted the gun through the air, grabbing the base of his dick in desperation. He needed to calm down if the scene was going to last.

  Kyle gasped for air, but did as told without hesitation. He wiped his face with his sleeve, but the front of his shirt was damp from saliva anyway. Up till now, Eric only got to see Kyle sucking cock, but their guest was about to see Kyle’s naked body. It stirred a whole shitload of emotions in Dan, ranging from the standard turn-on to a nervous protectiveness.

  “Undress,” he ordered, slowly walking over to the chair. He moved the barrel of the gun over Eric’s arm, all the way to his head. A warning to Kyle, but he was both amused and excited when he saw the bulge in their neighbor’s pants. “I’m sure your boyfriend will enjoy the show,” Dan said with a grunt of satisfaction.

  Kyle swallowed, and a strange tenderness washed over Dan when he saw Kyle’s fingers tremble as he unbuttoned his shirt. Not that he would act on it. Kyle confessed that he thrived on the emotion he felt within a scene, that it rushed through him, leaving him cleansed. He would be cleansed thoroughly once they were finished.

  “So, how many guys have fucked your ass?” asked Dan, taking deep, slow breaths that helped him stay in control of the whole thing. And it wasn’t easy when Kyle dropped his shirt to the floor, revealing a toned, hairless, slightly reddened chest. He could barely focus on Kyle’s answer once those small, pale nipples were on show.

  “One… only my boyfriend,” Kyle uttered and sat slouched on the bed, his shoulders trembling every now and then.

  Dan was about to ask Eric if he believed it was true, but for some reason, his breath caught in his throat, blocking the passage for any words he could come up with. Instead, he looked into Kyle’s wide eyes, doing his best to control the heat bubbling up in his chest. He strode through the room and roughly knocked Kyle over on his back, choking him gently. “Little liar!”

  Kyle grabbed Dan’s forearm, trying to pull it away and arched his hips up. His eyes were on Dan’s. “T--true,” he managed to utter.

  Dan was panting as he leaned over Kyle like the predator he was. Kyle was neither lying nor playing now, Dan knew that much, but he couldn’t let himself get carried away, so he let go and opened the bedside drawer. “Bitch. I want you to prepare your ass for a new cock in your life,” he said, throwing to the bed a tube of lube and a medium-sized dildo.

  Kyle curled his toes and his eyes widened, pupils rushing from Dan to Eric and back. “Here?” he whimpered the stupid question he already knew the answer to. They had played like this once, with Kyle being ‘forced’ to masturbate in front of Dan, and it was so hot to watch, Dan couldn’t wait to see it again. But with the extra spectator, it would be new and different. Eric would see what Dan had, yet not be able to act before he was allowed to. Humiliation was one of Kyle’s biggest kinks, so with a generous drizzle of dirty talk on top of that, he’d be a horny mess in no time. Kyle's breath hitched at the threat of having to expose his ass.

  “You’re getting fat, by the way,” said Dan, leaning against the wall in the corner, a perfect spot to watch both his boyfriend and Eric, who was probably having a terrible case of blue balls by now.

  Kyle pouted and frowned so much his nose wrinkled up. “My boyfriend likes me the way I am,” he muttered and took another deep breath before unzipping his jeans. The sweetest sound in the world. Well, maybe second sweetest, the first one being Dan’s balls slapping against Kyle’s ass.

  “Duh, a hole is a hole. Doesn’t matter how much fat you have built up on you as long as it’s accessible.” Dan started playing with his gun, making it click as if he were putting on the safety. Eric moaned, struggling with the tape, but it was no use. Dan wondered whether their new friend really wanted to get away already, or if it was an act. Oh, well, as long as he didn’t snap his fingers three times, which was his signal, Dan wouldn’t ask.

  Kyle lowered his gaze and took deep breaths as he pushed off his socks and jeans. His strong thighs only had a dusting of dark hair. Dan could finally see the wet spot on the front of Kyle’s white briefs, the stiff dick sticking to the fabric.

  “That skullfuck got you all wet.”

  Kyle inhaled a raspy breath through his nose. “Not true,” he muttered, fiddling with the waistband of his briefs. Tease.

  Dan pulled out his thick leather belt and rushed to the bed, smashing it across Kyle’s thighs. The sharp, fleshy sound combined with the soft gasp of pain went straight to his cock. “Your fingers go up that filthy hole right now!”

  Kyle’s eyes went wide, and he looked up, a red welt already forming on his skin. Within two seconds, the briefs were off, and all of Kyle’s naked glory was theirs to behold. The slim ass and stiff cock curling upward. Eric’s breathing got slow and loud. Yep, admire him, Eric.

  “I’m getting there,” Kyle’s complaint was a bit high-pitched and so bratty Dan could hardly believe it. The fucker was asking for it.

  Dan folded his belt in two and slammed it against the two mounds of flesh with so much force, Kyle almost fell over on his face, arching his back with a loud shriek. He sniffed and reached for the lube, holding himself up with his elbow, while his exposed ass and parted thighs were for everyone to see. Kyle’s erect cock now weighed down, so they could see a hint of that as well from behind the slightly asymmetrical, rosy sac.

  Dan drew in a sharp breath and bit on his belt as he stepped back to watch the performance. Despite the promise of more, he’d love to fuck him here and now, pushing into the tight heat of Kyle’s sweet, toned ass, holding onto his fleshy thighs and slapping his hips against the lovely buttocks.

  He snorted when Kyle was taking too much time to make up his mind. He pulled out a washable marker and walked over. “I see you are confused,” he said and delivered a sharp slap to the pale backside. The sound it made was music to his ears, and for a moment, he contemplated how it could be written down.

  “No, please don’t make my boyfriend watch this.” Kyle moaned and turned his head to Dan, though he did stay in place.

  “What do we call them, huh?” asked Dan as he opened the marker, stroking his lover’s ass with the other hand. “Primary and secondary fuck-hole?”

  Kyle made a pouty face, wrinkling his nose. “Don’t!” He rolled over to his back and pushed Dan’s hand away.

  Dan launched himself at Kyle, immobilizing his chest with his knee and slapped his face. “What was that? You want something else? ‘1$ - one cock?’” growled Dan.

  “No! They’re for making love,” Kyle uttered and Dan could see him biting his bottom lip not to smile. Little bastard.

  “I’ll show you ‘making love’ my style.” Dan gritted his teeth not to grin either and held Kyle’s jaw in an iron grip, so that he wouldn’t move. “Any last words, slut?”

  Kyle just swallowed visibly and pouted, his chest heaving under Dan’s knee. With a smile spreading all over his face, Dan started writing over his lover’s upper lip in clear, large letters, only to continue under the other lip to create a frame for that lovely hole. ‘Cum Dump’ was the perfect word for it.

  Kyle’s pupils kept moving q
uickly from side to side, but he wouldn’t be able to see. “What is it?” he whimpered, but Dan wouldn’t tell him. He yanked Kyle by the hair and raised him to a sitting position, so that Eric could appreciate Dan’s handiwork.

  Kyle’s lips parted as if he were already inviting a cock inside, but he didn’t say a word, just panting and arching into Dan’s hand, to avoid his hair pulled. Kyle’s dick never softened for a second, all red and arching upward.

  Dan grinned at Erik, who was already writhing in the chair, and roughly pushed Kyle to his stomach. “Ass higher.”

  Kyle sniffed, but got to his knees, with his face hidden in a pillow. His thighs were trembling and rightly so. It only took another slap to Kyle’s ass for him to spread his legs wide.

  Dan smiled as heat spread throughout his body. He made sure Eric would see the reddened canvas and wrote ‘Fits two’. His cheeks were burning with excitement.

  Kyle spurted a whole lot of lube on his fingers and buried his face in the covers as he pulled his buttocks apart, presenting them, with his pink anus in full daylight.

  “Come on, we don’t have the whole day for this!” Dan urged him on, slapping his thigh. “In they go!”

  Kyle turned his face toward them, red as if all the blood that wasn’t in his dick went to his head. He didn’t say a thing though, but slowly pushed two fingers in, his chest heaving. Dan couldn’t help a grin, and he realized he wasn’t jealous of Eric seeing Kyle. He was proud that hewas the one to have Kyle as his boyfriend, whereas Eric would only get as much as he was allowed.

  “Slut. They went right in. Does he fuck you five times a day, or do you make up for him with that dildo?” chuckled Dan, giving Eric a pat on the shoulder and winked at their neighbor when he looked up pleadingly.

  “This is so unfair!” Kyle whined and pulled the fingers out. He tried to crawl down to the other side of the bed.

  “Oh yeah? I’ll show you what’s fair!” Dan was on the bed within a split second. He grabbed the dildo, pushed Kyle down with a single move, and thrust the silicone toy between his ass cheeks, right between the black words.

  Kyle squealed and arched his ass up, but he wasn’t putting up much of a fight. He knew the battle was lost. Dan wasn’t even sure if he was trying to wiggle away, or humping the dildo. The way Kyle’s anus clenched around it was exquisite. All red and tender.

  Dan swallowed, watching the thing move. In. Out. In. Out. Perfect. “How is that cold, fake dick, huh? No cum in that, bitch boy.”

  Kyle mewled and writhed his hips against the toy. “Get off,” he moaned and tried to push up to his elbows, only to be forced right back down. It felt so good to have enough strength to do that. Even if Kyle wasn’t giving the effort his all.

  Dan grabbed his right hand and pulled it back, to the dildo. “Fuck yourself with it, or I’ll fuck your boyfriend’s brain with a bullet!”

  Kyle sniffed and got to his knees, arching his ass up for their viewing pleasure. He started pumping his ass with the dildo in fast, strong jabs, just like he liked during sex. Moans escaped his lips, and his ass tensed every now and again. It made Dan imagine that it was the sign of Kyle’s cock-hunger, that he couldn’t wait to feel some real meat up there. He glanced to Eric, who was all red faced and agitated, and he stopped Kyle’s assault on his own ass with a slap to his thigh.

  “Shove it in deep and crawl back to him. Now!” Dan frantically grabbed a condom from his jean pocket, his own cock throbbing for release. He watched Kyle slide the dildo into himself all the way to the hilt, and seeing him move with it inside was making his blood boil. Kyle was all awkward and tense, sweat beading on his red face and neck as he got back down to the floor between Eric and the bed. His chest heaved with every breath, and he kept stirring with his hips even as he hid his face in his hands. Sweet. Modest all of a sudden? Too late for that. Especially with that cock up and proud.

  “I think you need to console your boyfriend now, little cunt.” Dan strode toward Eric and opened his pants, stopping when the cock jumped right out. The guy didn’t even wear underwear. Their eyes met briefly, but all Eric was capable of was a loud whimper and a stir of his hips. “What do you think? He’s all hard watching you get abused.”

  Kyle peeked through his fingers and swallowed loudly. “It’s just a bodily reaction,” he whispered, looking up at Dan, but his gaze quickly went back to Eric’s dick. Naughty boy after all.

  Was he even hesitating, like Dan secretly was? Dan had never shared a boyfriend before, and it felt both exciting and weird. He was still on the fence about it, but the strawberry-flavored condom in his hand was the barrier that would somehow make his anxieties go away. He opened the wrapper and swiftly proceeded with putting it on Eric. The cock twitched in his hand, a feeling strangely unfamiliar after many months of just being with Kyle, but he rolled the latex sheath down its entire length. As he was about to get up, his gaze wandered to Kyle’s face. His lips were parted, but he watched Eric’s cock in front of him as if frozen, only his chest rising and falling.

  “Suck your boyfriend.” Dan bit his lip, uncertain whether Kyle really wanted to do this, or if he was just tagging along for Dan’s pleasure. If only he could read his mind!

  Kyle stole a glance at him, and Dan could swear there was a hint of a smile in his eyes. Or that was just his conscience trying to console him. But then Kyle downed the whole dick in one go, and Dan completely lost interest in moral values. He barely heard Eric’s low, lusty groan, too caught up in the beauty of Kyle’s cheeks hollowing as he sucked, sweat beading on his forehead. He couldn’t help himself and gently petted Kyle’s shoulder blade.

  “You like that, slut, huh? All the way in, without even gagging.”

  This was the moment when Dan realized that yes, he totally wanted it. It gave him a new perspective on Kyle. He could see things he usually couldn’t and absorb them fully. He didn’t get an answer from Kyle, which made sense since his boyfriend was deepthroating. The cock arching against Kyle’s belly was engorged and red with excitement. Yet another thing Dan couldn’t see all that well if it was him getting sucked off. The thought that he could try to push into those plump lips next to Eric’s dick sparked a wave of excitement. So many possibilities. But it wouldn’t be today. He was dying to give Kyle’s ass the real meat it was longing for.

  He moved to kneel behind him and spread the buttocks, sighing at the sight of the dildo up his tense ass, right between the lewd words that were soon to be made reality. Breathing harder already, he gave his boyfriend’s ass a smack. “Push that thing out, bitch!”

  Kyle backed off Eric’s cock halfway and turned his eyes to Dan, all watery again. He wiggled his hips slightly with a moan of complaint. Eric didn’t seem to care less, breathing hard through his nose and looking spaced out, his long dark hair sticking to his face.

  Dan gave Kyle another swat on the buttock, grabbing the flesh and kneading it for a moment. “Come on, empty that cunt for me!”

  Kyle mewled, but focused on the cock he was sucking with a vengeance, making Eric wiggle his feet. He clenched his fingers on their neighbor’s thighs and tensed his back. But the purple dildo started sliding out until it fell to the floor with a slight pop. Kyle’s ass was now empty and ready for the taking. And take it Dan did.

  It was still gaping, all pink and tender, when he pushed his cock in with a loud gasp, clawing his fingers into the flesh. “Wow, that hole could put most whores to shame. It could fit two of me at once,” he muttered, leaning over Kyle’s arching body to grab his hair again.

  Kyle moaned, it was low and raspy this time. He had to arch his back when Dan pulled hiships up for a better angle. The ass was most definitely ready for fucking, hot and slippery, yet still tight and tense. Kyle took his mouth off the cock and lowered his head between Eric’s thighs.

  Dan watched this with growing amazement. His body was filling up with impossible heat that was going to his head like strong liquor. His boy was fucking another guy in front of him and it was super hot. They
were doing this together. He was in control.

  Dan bit into Kyle’s shoulder blade with a hiss. “You like that? Being spit roasted?”

  Kyle pushed onto him with a grunt, his naked body hot like a furnace. “No, sir, I’m a good boy,” he whimpered before half of Eric’s dick disappeared in his mouth again, followed by the most erotic series of slurpy sounds.

  “Lying cunt!” Dan laughed and reached forward, moving Kyle’s heavy, warm head up and down Eric’s shaft, while still fucking him with shallow, sharp jabs. His mind was slowly blurring everything besides the sounds and touch of skin. His balls pulled up, and he withdrew his cock into the cool air with a sharp hiss, pulling Kyle with him, into a kneeling position. “Enough!” he gasped, ignoring Eric’s incomprehensible complaints.

  “But, I--... uhm…” Kyle looked back at him, embracing himself as if he suddenly became shy. There was drool dripping down his chin and being the only one of them who was naked, he seemed most vulnerable even though it was Eric wearing handcuffs.

  Dan exhaled and let him go, quickly fumbling with the small key, which he used to release one of Eric’s arms, too aroused to bother with the other one. “Lie on the floor,” he ordered, holding the chair to keep it from uncontrollably falling over, but as soon as Eric managed to do as he was told, Dan dropped it to the floor, his gaze focusing on the red latex proudly pointing to the ceiling. “Ride him.”

  Kyle chose this moment to be defiant again. “I don’t want you to watch,” he moaned and gave Dan’s wide chest a pathetic push, still hugging himself with the other arm. Dan felt a rush of adrenaline build up in his veins, and he slapped Kyle on the cheek.

  “No one gives a fuck about what you want. Stuff his red dick up your hole!”

  Kyle sucked in his bottom lip and turned his back on Dan. He slowly straddled Eric, who seemed more than happy to be a passive top. Kyle’s narrow ass tensed when he lowered himself on the stiff cock, wiggling his hips slightly. He had to reach back and grab Eric’s prick to push it in himself. His back muscles tensed as he sat back, taking the whole length up to the hilt. It was art. And Dan had the best seat in the gallery.