And caught both men staring at me, hungry, feral almost, as if I were a sweet piece of flesh to devour, as they plugged me with their bodies, making me come again and again. A flush immediately ran over me, desire and want flooding my veins, making me warm and liquid at once.
“And?” I breathed, my eyes wide, my breasts heaving.
“Why don’t we dance for you first?” said Jonah smoothly. “It helps loosen up things, you know, get the juices going.”
Dance? But before I could say anything the brothers started to grind, their twin forms moving sinuously, looking me in the eye as they smiled, taking off their jackets and ties.
And they were built like Adonises, with strong, broad shoulders, muscular chests and toned biceps. I could see a flash of Jonah’s chest as he unbuttoned his shirt, miles of bronzed skin coming into view, his pecs toned and developed with abs like the proverbial washboard. He smiled at me seductively.
“I know you like, little girl,” he purred.
And I nodded my head yes. Yes, yes, and more yes.
John too, was stripping off his clothes, unfastening his pants now to reveal thick, muscular thighs, like tree trunks, the legs of an athlete. He too, had the proverbial vee, his broad shoulders narrowing into athletic hips, a Greek god come to life.
“My god, you’re gorgeous,” I thought. Both men smiled then and I realized I’d said it out loud, the words leaving my lips like a song in the wind.
But when they began gyrating, that’s when it got nasty. I admit, I hadn’t been sure what to expect. What did dancing mean? Both men hopping around in circles? Jumping up and down maybe, doing hip-hop moves? But instead Jonah and John were sinuous, rotating their hips, smiling at me wickedly as they removed the rest of their clothes until they were dressed in nothing but Speedos.
And that made me gasp because their packages were huge, truly massive in size. I could see Jonah’s tip poking out from the top of the banana hammock, glistening slightly, the head a deep purple, and John’s prick was wrapped around his waist like a snake in a blanket, ready to spring.
My mouth grew suddenly dry and I was unable to speak, unable to do anything except watch with mesmerized eyes.
John circled me first. He came up, gyrating his groin, moving closer and closer until his package was a mere inches from my face. I swear I could smell the cum already, even see it glistening on his tip, begging to be tasted. I leaned forward, my tongue out, questing, but he backed away at the last moment.
“Not yet, little one,” he smiled slyly. “Just watch.”
And with a practiced hand, he ran one finger along the length of his penis, outlining that monster before popping it out, letting me see once and for all the veiny length, the huge balls like pendulous sacks beneath them. In time to the music in his head, he began stroking it, his eyes closed and head back, running his hand up and down, clasping his fuckpole firmly as he gave it a good hand job.
“Unnh,” he groaned, “Unnh, unnh.” And I couldn’t bear it anymore, I had to have some. Getting on my knees like a slave, I knelt before him, my mouth open and beckoning, pleading almost with my desire to suck.
“Do it then,” he said with a wicked smile, pushing that softness in my face. “Suckle my balls, coat them with your mouth.”
And I did. I took one sac between my lips, then the other, running them around like they were candy, savoring their musty, male taste. They were hard on the inside but covered in the softest, most velvety skin, my cheek bumping against the hard pole above as John continued to rub himself.
“Unnh!” he groaned as I reached up to weigh each testicle in my hand before reaching below to rub that skin between his ass and balls. It was silky soft there, and I massaged it, loving this intimate, dirty connection.
“Oh god,” the man moaned, his eyes still closed. “Yeah, more.”
But before I could start probing his ass, John stepped back and let Jonah take his place.
“Some for me, perhaps?” Jonah asked, a wicked gleam in his eye. He’d taken off his Speedo altogether and was gyrating his hips, that huge member waving in the air, jutting out like the mighty prow of a ship, dripping with cum from the tip.
And I wasted no time at all. I was on that cock like white on rice, my hungry lips sucking on the head, tasting his man milk, my hand on his pole as I took as much as I could into my hot cavern. I suckled hard, my cheeks vacuuming inwards, careful to cover my teeth as I ate man meat, determined to sample like the best of them.
And Jonah helped. He reached a hand down to lube his pole up some more, covering it with saliva, and I bent my head further forward, forcing my lips to stretch, focused one hundred percent on deep throating the best piece of penis I’d ever had.
Inch by inch it crept down my esophagus until I was plugged full, my nose buried in Jonah’s pubes, my forehead pressed against the hardness of his abs. Of course, I was drooling now, the saliva running from the corners of my mouth, my gag reflex subsumed by desire as I tried to move my head up and down the pole, providing the much-needed friction for a mighty blast of cum.
And Jonah knew what I wanted, helping me out. He grasped the back of my head, tangling his fingers in my luxuriant hair and began face-fucking me, that massive dong moving in and out of my mouth slowly at first, and then with a faster rhythm.
“Ummph!” I squealed, the ramming in my mouth somewhat painful but oh-so-arousing. Tears formed in my eyes, he was going at it so hard when there was a sudden pause in movement, all coming to a standstill. What? Why?
But from the corner of my eye I sensed what was happening. Jonah, his cock still buried in my willing mouth, was leaning over at the waist as his brother positioned himself in back. Could it be? Was he about to get fucked by his twin? Taken from the back up the ass?
The sound I heard was all I needed to know.
“Ohhhh god,” groaned Jonah, the air coming fast in his lungs, his dick jerking in my mouth as his anus was violated. “Brother … oh god, slow.”
And John must have obliged because Jonah took some deep breaths, panting almost, controlling his breathing as he was reamed in back. I was amazed. I’d seen both their dicks, I had one in my mouth in fact, and their cocks were monster sized. For Jonah to be taking it up his tiny rectum … I could only imagine the tightness, the strain, the dry, arousing friction.
And suddenly John began to move, thrusting Jonah’s whole body forward so that his dick shoved into my mouth again. I let out a muffled squeal, the fuckpole was lodged in my throat like a piece of massive candy. Choking slightly, I sat back on my heels to relieve the pressure, letting the rocking motion from the gay sex dictate the rhythm of the oral as well.
In went John’s dick, pushing Jonah’s dick into my mouth. Out went John’s dick, and Jonah’s gorgeous penis exited my mouth as well. It was like action and reaction … all in a beautiful, syncopated dance between one pair of lips and two gorgeous pieces of meat.
Loosening my throat and focusing on the sensation, I touched myself between my legs, my cocktail dress now pulled up around my waist, my panties hooked around my puffy lips. With each thrust of cock in my mouth, I circled my little nub, massaging that pleasure point, crying out with satisfaction as my pussy drooled onto the ground.
And like warriors declaring victory on the battlefield, both men tensed and then roared at once, their mighty forms shaking as they came, virile, white ropes of sperm shooting into my mouth even as John sprayed his brother’s rectum.
The nastiness of it was too much for me, the three of us lined up like a choo-choo train, and I came hard as well, my pussy seizing and clamping, shocks of electricity running up from my clit through my spine, tingling all the way to my fingers and toes, my body overtaken with pleasure and desire even as I swallowed desperately, trying to drink as much man milk as possible.
When the shudders ceased, Jonah gently pulled his cock from my mouth, the veiny length coming out inch by inch from between my ruby lips, shiny and still semi-hard. I coughed a bit, my throat dry,
but I was wet where it counted between my legs.
On my knees I leaned back, expecting to see John pull out of Jonah as well. I admit, I wanted to see that penis, the dominant one, coming out of another man’s ass, coated in cum and anal sweat.
But the twins stayed locked together.
“Oh we’re not done yet,” the brothers said. “There’s still a ways to go, honey,” they grinned before starting up a rocking motion again. And I realized then that it was going to be a long, long night.
EPILOGUE
Marie
I’d thought that I was just covering for Abby, but it’d turned into something more.
“How was it?” my roomie had asked curiously the next day, her expression quizzical.
“Oh it was okay,” I said nonchalantly. “Jonah’s really hot, he looks just like his pictures,” I said, giving nothing away.
“Anything exciting happen?” Abby asked, her eyebrows raised. “I mean, out of the ordinary?”
But I felt no compulsion to spill the deets. Abby had known that there would be twins that night and had purposefully kept that from me, omitting the chat transcripts, tricking me into believing that this was a regular first date.
“Oh no, nothing at all. It was a nice Valentine’s, Jonah bought me a couple glasses of wine and then I came home, that’s all.” I made no mention of the hotel room, the twin, the double anal, my creaming pussy, the fact that now I could hardly walk normally, my body used yet sated.
“Are you going to see him again? Should I go?” she asked. “I mean, we look enough alike and it was dark at the Carlyle right? Maybe I should check him out myself, I’ll use my account to message him,” she said firmly.
“Oh no need,” I replied breezily. “We’ve already exchanged contact info, Jonah won’t be on Match anymore. Besides,” I said lasciviously, “he’s the CEO of Cambrian Corp., that new tech firm in NYC. He’s a busy man, I don’t think he’s got time for a repeat date.”
“Oh so you’re not seeing him either?” she asked curiously.
“No, I didn’t say that,” I replied, brushing out my hair. Even my hair looked more glorious, the chestnut a deeper brown with red lights, my skin and body flushed and healthy, like a peach ready to be plucked again. “I’ll be meeting up with Jonah again … just in different circumstances, that’s all.”
And it was because John and Jonah had made me promise. Our next liaison would be at a sex party, the kind with whips, chains and restraints, maybe even an audience watching avidly.
And you know what? I could hardly wait. Last night had been my best Valentine’s ever … and we weren’t done yet.
THE END
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