Brooklyn Bound

by Jenna Byrnes

  “Don’t stop!” Her head flailed from side to side.

  He glanced at Tucker and they grinned. As their new lover pushed a second digit into her puckering hole, Gabe plunged back in, licking and sucking until she cried out with her first blissful orgasm. Her pussy pulsed around his tongue and cream gushed out.

  Tucker swiped at it and took full advantage, adding a third finger to her tight ass.

  “Wait,” she mumbled, panting for air. “I need a minute.”

  Gabe pulled back, admiring the sight of nearly half a hand inside her. “Damn, that’s hot.”

  Tucker used his other hand to turn Gabe’s face toward him. “It sure was. Kiss me. Let me taste what you tasted.”

  Gabe obliged and groaned as Tucker sucked Brook’s juice off his tongue. The kiss lingered for what felt like hours. When they pulled apart Gabe knew two things—Brook was turned on watching them, and he was harder than he’d ever been in his life. “I need to get rid of these clothes.”

  “You and me both.” Tucker batted his lashes at Gabe. He eased his fingers from Brook’s bum and patted one ass cheek. “That was incredible, sweet thing. Hope it felt as good as it looked.”

  She nodded, seemingly speechless watching Tucker undress.

  Gabe felt a little speechless himself. The man was his height and about the same weight, but their cocks couldn’t have been more different. His was long and thin. Tucker’s was shorter but thicker than anything he’d ever seen. The very thought of that monster invading his ass had pre-cum leaking from the slit in his cockhead.

  “Mmm, look at you. Weeping for me already.” Tucker leaned down and licked the sticky jism off. He rose again and smiled. “As tasty as I expected. I can see right now, I’m going to have hours of fun with my new plaything.”

  Gabe’s heart lurched. Tucker’s tone had changed from his normal, everyday affability. He sounded more formal, besides using their full names, his speech patterns were different. He seemed self-assured and very much in charge. For a moment Gabe wondered if that was simply the lawyer persona shining through. Most attorneys he knew were bossy and usually managed to get their way. Whatever he was doing, it worked. At that moment, Gabe knew without a doubt, he’d do anything Tucker suggested.

  The man gazed at him with lust-filled eyes. “I’m going to be greedy right now and ask if I can go first. Gabriel, my friend, you’ve had access to this amazing piece of ass at your whim. I’ve been alone now for almost a year. If I don’t feel your mouth on my cock soon, I truly believe I might burst.”

  “I’ll do it,” Brook offered quickly, her eyes still filled with lust.

  “Next time, my sweet. Here’s what I’d like you to do.” Tucker sat on the sofa and brought her down on top of him. “Spread your legs. I want to watch Gabriel eat both of us at the same time.”

  Gabe groaned, his cock dripping again. “My pleasure. I’m just not sure what I’ll do if you both want to come at once.”

  “Get creative.” Tucker rubbed Brook’s breasts with one hand and used the other to run his fingers through Gabe’s hair. “Try to make us come at the same time. Keep in mind she’s already come once. I suspect it won’t take much for the second round.”

  Gabe eyed the amazing sight before him. His wife’s sopping pussy just above the thickest cock he’d ever had the pleasure to view, let alone suck. “I’ve got a goddamned feast down here. Where to begin, that’s my only concern.”

  “Do something!” She squirmed with desire. Her arms flew up and wrapped around Tucker as he pinched and plucked her nipples.

  Gabe allowed his tongue to trace the thick shaft then keep going up through the damp pussy folds. He repeated the gesture until both his lovers were groaning with delight.

  “I’m close,” Brook panted.

  “Don’t come yet!” Tucker commanded. “Make him bring us at the same time.”

  “Not sure I can hold back,” she muttered through gritted teeth.

  “Do it, if you want to come again tonight.”

  Gabe watched their interaction as he licked and sucked Tucker’s magnificent organ. Their new lover had experience in the dominance department, that much was obvious. He found it hot as hell and hoped that his wife accepted the treatment in the same vein.

  Tucker’s face was a mask of ecstasy. “Good, so good. Damn, I knew that beautiful mouth would be a pro at this. Suck me, Gabriel. Suck me with every ounce of strength you have and you’ll be rewarded with more thick cream than you’ll know what to do with.”

  “Try me,” Gabe teased when he caught a breath. “I guarantee I’ll swallow every drop.”

  “Fuck, I’m coming.” Tucker grunted and grimaced as he shot deep down Gabe’s throat.

  Gabe reached up and swirled Brook’s clit with his thumb. She cried out with her own climax. He held on, rubbing and swallowing until he was sure they were both sated. When he finally pulled back, he was proud to note that he hadn’t wasted a drop and that both his lovers appeared happy as could be.

  Tucker kissed Brook’s ear. “That was amazing. Thanks for allowing me to be part of it.”

  She glanced at him with concern. “You’re not going anywhere, are you?”

  He grinned at Gabe. “Aw, hell no. We haven’t taken care of our guy, here. So tell me, Gabriel, after such a delightful display, you’ve earned whatever your little heart desires. What can we do for you?”

  Gabe lifted Tucker’s ball sac and nuzzled the anus below. “I’d like to eat this ass until it’s primed and ready for me. Then I’m going to fuck it with all my might. Sadly, I don’t believe I’ll last long this first time.” He drove his tongue in and tasted the dusky flavor, something he hadn’t realized he’d been missing until now.

  Brook rolled off Tucker and sat next to them. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I’d actually like to watch.”

  Gabe grinned but didn’t stop what he was doing. The hole had opened enough to allow his tongue in and he wasn’t ready to remove it yet.

  Tucker swatted her thigh. “Watch, hell. Nobody watches in my playroom. Climb up here and feed me one of those tits. When I’ve had my fill of that one, feed me the other. Then, when your nipples are huge and swollen, I want you to straddle my face so I can eat your cunt.”

  She waggled her eyebrows at Gabe and did as directed. With one breast in front of Tucker’s mouth she said, “Has anyone ever told you, you talk too much?” She shoved the tit in so all he could do was make wide, smiling eyes at her.

  “Aw, fuck,” she mumbled, gyrating with pleasure.

  Gabe was in heaven. He hadn’t known what to expect but this definitely wasn’t it. Brook had been so nervous, so worried about the whole idea. Now she was straddling a virtual stranger, offering him everything she had to give. The scene was incredibly arousing, and he knew he needed to seat his cock in the gorgeous ass he was tonguing before he let go and creamed the carpet.

  He pulled back and said, “Going for condoms.”

  Tucker mumbled something unintelligible that Gabe thought sounded like ‘pocket’. He found the khakis and in one of the zippered pockets found half a dozen foil packets and a small bottle of lubricant. “I like a man who’s prepared.”

  He rolled a rubber over his aching shaft and coated it with lube. Using the same slick fingers, he plunged them into Tucker’s accepting ass. “Aw, such a slut. Three fingers go in with no problem. You want my cock, don’t you, slut?”

  “Uh-huh!” Tucker nodded with enthusiasm, his mouth full of tit.

  “Brook, baby. I’m getting ready to fuck his wanton ass. Would you like to watch my cock go in?”

  She patted Tucker’s cheek so he’d release her, and scooted down for a better view. “Wow. Look how his hole flutters.”

  “I had three fingers in there. I think that’s enough. When he goes to fuck me, I’ll need at least four to prep my ass. Maybe five. He’s huge.”

  “I noticed!” She wagged her eyebrows at him again and watched as he slid his cock deep.

  The well-fu
cked anus didn’t disappoint, accepting Gabe’s length until his balls slapped against skin.

  “Damn, that’s hot.” She turned around and squatted over Tucker’s face. “I believe you promised me something.”

  “Get down here.” He spread her thighs as she lowered herself, burying his face in her pussy.

  Gabe had to pause so he didn’t shoot right then. He was trying to maintain some sense of masculinity, and blowing his wad after thirty seconds wouldn’t achieve that.

  Slowly thrusting again, he pulled out to the rim of his cockhead then plunged back in. The movements were having the same effect on Tucker as on him. Tucker’s recently spent cock was hard again, and already leaking pre-cum.

  “Fuck yeah,” Gabe muttered, gritting his teeth. “This is heaven, that’s what this is.”

  Brook cried out and her body began to shudder.

  “Come on!” Gabe encouraged. “That’s my girl, come for me, baby.”

  She wailed as she came, shaking and spurting all over Tucker’s slickened chin. Grasping the top of the sofa, she shuddered and groaned one last time before collapsing onto Tucker.

  “Beautiful,” Gabe added. “So hot.”

  “So fucking hot,” Tucker agreed. “I might come again just thinking about it.”

  She glanced around at his bobbing erection and smiled. Brook shifted off him and planted herself next to Gabe. She latched onto the waving rod and sucked it down her throat.

  “Aw, God!” The sight caused Gabe to come harder than ever before. He pounded and gasped until his seed was spent, then smoothed his wife’s hair as she accepted Tucker’s jism down her throat.

  They ended up lying in a heap on the sticky faux-leather sofa.

  “We should probably have moved to the bed, which has washable sheets,” Tucker said sheepishly.

  Brook sighed. “I’m not moving.”

  Exhausted and spent, Gabe smiled. “We’ll buy a new sofa.”

  * * * *

  Tucker pulled in to the job site the next morning and bounded up the steps to the trailer. He hadn’t gotten nearly enough sleep but he felt more alive than he had in months, maybe longer. Entering the office, he nodded to Evan and glanced around. “Good morning.”

  “Morning.” The man didn’t sound nearly as chipper. “You’re bright-eyed and bushy-tailed this today.”

  He grinned. “You have no idea. Is Gabe around? I thought he might go over some of these specs on the first floor with me.”

  “I can do it.”

  Tucker winced. “Yeah, but I had a favor to ask of you. My father wanted to see more choices on the windows. Did you tell me you had other catalogs we could look at?”

  “Of course. I could bring them tomorrow.”

  Tucker gazed at him pleasantly.

  “Or I could go get them now.” He sent a text then grabbed his car keys. “Gabe’s on his way. I’ll be right back.”

  “Take your time.” Tucker settled into one of the rolling office chairs, his knee bouncing with nervous anticipation.

  He heard the car drive off as the office door opened and Gabe appeared. “Where’s he going?”

  Tucker rose, smiling. “To get more window catalogs. I told him my father wants more choices.”

  Gabe wiped his forehead with the back of his arm. “Yesterday those catalogs were still in your car. Your dad hasn’t even seen them, has he?”

  He reached inside the cooler he knew to be Gabe’s and pulled out a cold bottle of water. Twisting off the cap, he handed it over. “So, sue me. I wanted a few minutes alone with you.”

  Gabe downed half the bottle then set it aside. “Tucker, you can’t do this on the job. It’s not fair to Evan, or the people working out there in that heat.”

  He shrugged. “I’m not doing anything to them. Evan, eh, okay, I sent him on a bit of a wild goose chase. But it was only because I wanted to kiss your face.”

  The ponytailed man waved him off. “I’m a mess.”

  Tucker cupped his neck and pulled him close. “You’re a hot mess, that’s for sure. My hot mess.” Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss to the salty lips he couldn’t resist.

  “Tucker,” Gabe muttered, lips still touching.

  “Shush and kiss me. Be glad I just want to grope you a little. With some practice I bet I could get my timing down to where I could bend you over and fuck you thoroughly, then have us both cleaned up by the time he gets back.”

  Gabe groaned but opened his mouth to the kiss. Their tongues toyed with one another until both men were panting.

  “Aw, fuck.” Tucker pulled back. “Gotta stop or I’ll have a raging boner all damn day.”

  His new lover grinned. “Come out there and swing a hammer with me and the boys. That’ll take care of your extra energy.”

  Tucker rubbed a hand over the man’s slick face. “I’m sorry you have to work so hard. As much as I love seeing you, I feel bad seeing you this way.”

  Gabe shook his head. “I love my job or I wouldn’t be doing it. I could no more sit in an office all day than you could come out there and swing a hammer with me.” He grinned. “No offense intended.”

  Tucker guffawed. “None taken. Last night was amazing. How’s Brook this morning?”

  Reaching for the rest of his water, Gabe made a face. “Strangely, unsettlingly, she’s pretty damned happy. I think she’s wondering when we can do it again.”

  He couldn’t hold back his full-out laugh this time. “Oh really? Well, that makes two of us. Tonight wouldn’t be too soon for me.”

  Gabe shook his head. “She has some meeting tonight. I was thinking Saturday, if that works for you.”

  Tucker pouted. “That’s three days away!”

  “I promised Friday night would be just her and me, our date night. So it’s Saturday or nothing, my friend.”

  He raised his hands. “I’ll take Saturday. Don’t get all crazy on me.” He leaned in. “I just had a really good time. And we didn’t even come close to fulfilling all my fantasies, or yours either, if I heard correctly. I believe there was some mention of prepping your ass for my cock.”

  Gabe’s face reddened. “Um, yeah, I think I might have mentioned that.”

  “Don’t blush. I want it too, handsome. And now that your pretty little wife’s had a taste of what it can be like, I suspect she’ll be more than happy to participate however possible.”

  Gabe made a face. “I guess! For all her protesting, she sure got into it quickly enough.”

  He grinned. “I told you three was hot. And nobody has to feel left out. I think she had concerns about that.”

  “You, uh, definitely took care of her concerns, I know that much.”

  He smoothed a hand over Gabe’s damp hair. “I haven’t even begun to take care of you, yet, lover. I have so much more in mind.”

  Gabe shoved him away congenially. “Prick. Now you’re leaving and I’m stuck here thinking about what you have up your sleeve.”

  Tucker’s grin widened. “I may be a prick, but I’m your prick, right?”

  Evan’s car crunched on the gravel outside the trailer.

  Gabe glanced at the door, then back at Tucker. “Absolutely. Sexy bastard.”

  “Hot mess.” Tucker winked and turned to face the door.

  Evan charged in, catalogs in hand. “Here you go. Sorry it took so long.”

  “No problem, thank you.” He accepted the books.

  Gabe folded his arms across his chest. “Evan, I’ve explained to Mr. Gleason that his way will not be the only way we do things. If he wants you to bring something, he can call or text you the day before. No more of this running around crap. It’s not an efficient use of our time.”

  Evan’s eyes widened in horror and he glanced at Tucker. “It’s okay, really.”

  “No.” Tucker hung his head. “I was brash and pushy. I’m sorry, it won’t happen again. I’ll definitely be more considerate in the future, and not expect you to jump when I say so.”

  “That’s right.” Gabe nodded, eyei
ng each of them.

  Evan strutted, his chest thrust out a bit. “Well, okay then. Thanks.”

  Keeping his eyes down, Tucker headed to the door. “I’ll go now. Talk to you tomorrow. Call if you need anything, though.”

  “We will,” Evan asserted.

  He cast a quick glance at Gabe whose eyes were smiling, even if his mouth wasn’t. Tucker walked out and slid behind the wheel of his SUV. As he drove off he whooped and slapped the steering wheel. Things were working out better than he’d ever anticipated.

  Brook had come around to the suggestion of the three-way pretty easily, without much effort on his part. He’d figured she’d like it once she’d tried it. That part was a given with most people. Threesomes are freaking hot.

  The next part of his plan would require a bit more finesse. He couldn’t come right out and tell Gabe that he was a closet submissive who craved a Master’s touch. He’d have to bring him around slowly.

  The traditional method of introducing D/s was to slip commands into sexual acts, and turn them into a role-playing game. It was a proven effective technique, best used on someone when he was emotionally open and vulnerable. Once he’d gotten his new lover used to the idea of a Dominant leading their play, he could turn the tables and let Gabe dominate. The handsome hunk’s impromptu display this morning told him the man might just have it in him naturally. Tucker shivered at the thought of Gabriel mastering him, collaring him, commanding him to fulfill every desire. The thought was too delicious to dwell on, or he’d be heading home for a change of slacks.

  The final aspect involved convincing Brook to submit, as well. She was feisty, and might be interested in switching. The idea had merit, and he’d be willing to consider it if she wished. For the most part, he envisioned her submitting to their Master along with him.

  Tucker recalled the Dom at the Rose & Thorn, his two subs on their knees before him, pandering to his cock. He envisioned the scenario again. Brook in a shiny black leather bustier and G-string, his own package covered by only a leather pouch. Both of them kneeling before their Master Gabriel, who wielded a whip and wasn’t afraid to use it.