Starting right now.
Johnny turns the truck off, shifting around in his seat to face me.
“What can we do for you, princess?” he asks, cupping my chin and giving me a dirty smile.
“I… I want that feeling back,” I tell him. “The one we had when we jumped. But this time, I want it with both of you. I want to fly, Johnny. Can you make me fly?”
“I can do anything, Eden,” he says, winking. “I just jumped out of a fucking plane.” He looks over my shoulder at Matt. “You up to the task, Matty? Wanna make our girl fly?”
“I’m always up around the two of you,” Matt jokes, but he holds Johnny’s eye for an extra beat, and I swear, something sizzles between the two of them that makes my toes curl.
Then Matt’s hand is under my tank top again and Johnny slides his up my thigh and rests it right between my legs, rubbing my pussy over my shorts. I moan, spreading my legs wider and letting my head fall back. They’re both kissing me, Johnny pushing my long hair off my neck and driving me crazy as he trails love bites down the side of my neck. Matt takes my mouth with his, and I’m in overload, all that exists is the heat of their mouths… their firm hands… the building excitement inside me and the hot, gasping sounds that come from all three of us, filling the cab of the truck.
Within minutes, I’m panting and filled with a much more immediate urgency.
I’m squirming. Asking them for more. Hands and mouths just aren’t enough. We’ve all got too many clothes on. And oh, Lord. King cab or not, this bench seat was not made for three… at least not when two of the three are the size of Johnny and Matt.
And not when they’re both determined to give me every single thing I ask for.
Even the things I don’t have to ask for.
“You still got camping supplies in the back, bro?” Matt finally asks, laughing when his knee slams into the dash for the second time. “I think we’re gonna need a little more space to work with here.”
Johnny nods, and before I know it, we’re out in a clearing by the lakeside. Anyone with a pair of binoculars might see us from their cabin on the other side, or a passerby might get a quick glimpse from the highway, but the way I’m feeling right now? I’m not even sure I’d mind.
I’m not even sure I’d notice.
Johnny lays some kind of blanket out on the ground and Matt makes quick work of undressing me. And I’ve never done anything like this in my life—naked in the middle of the forest?—but suddenly I wonder why the heck not? Why haven’t I seized every moment? It’s almost like I’ve lived two lives—those moments where I’m pursuing a goal and checking something off The List, and all the rest of my life, where I’ve kept myself small. Insulated. Lived all those parts of my life as if the only purpose was to get to the end.
As if getting one hundred checkmarks in a notebook could somehow be equated with a life well lived.
I wouldn’t trade my bucket list experiences for anything, but right now, it’s so, so obvious to me that it’s really the little moments in between that mean the most. Here with these two boys that I can’t get enough of, who put me first and have taught me to open my heart as well as my body, I don’t just feel alive… I feel ecstatic about being alive. They fill me up and complete me, and when I’m with them like this, I truly feel like it doesn’t matter how long I’ve got, as long as I remember not to miss out on what I’ve got.
“So you want Johnny to make you fly, beautiful?” Matt asks, wrapping his arms around me from behind. His casted arm goes around my waist, locking me against him, and he teases my nipples with his good hand while he whispers in my ear. “You want him inside you? Want him to push you higher? Want him to make you scream?”
“Yes,” I breathe out, wanting all of that and so, so grateful that Matt knows it. That he’ll make it happen. That I know they both will, and I won’t have to ask. That I’m free to just put myself in their hands and trust that they’ll get me there, now that they know I want it.
I love how Matt always takes charge when I need him to.
Love how Johnny is so ready to jump into every new experience.
Love their big hearts and sheltering arms and that touch of silliness that lives in both of them.
And oh Lord, do I ever love this, too. Hard bodies. Erotic fantasies. The feel of Matt’s cock, a hot, hard length pushing against my back.
He groans, rubbing it against me while we both watch Johnny undress. And Johnny getting naked is so, so worth watching. The lightest breeze comes off the lake, cooling the hot summer air and spreading a cascade of goosebumps over my naked body, and I drink the moment in, letting go of everything that isn’t right here and now.
“Look at what’s waiting for you,” Matt whispers in my ear, rolling my nipple between his thumb and finger.
I gasp, the feeling shooting straight to my core.
Johnny’s got his shirt off and is just kicking his shorts off to the side, and he looks up at the sound, giving us a hot smile that affects me as much as what Matt’s doing with those talented fingers of his. His eyes roam my body as Matt plays with me, then Johnny mimics Matt’s action, sliding his hand up his own chest and pinching his nipple, too. His eyes half-close as he hisses with pleasure and his cock—long and thick and already pointing to the sky—jerks.
Matt makes a sound too low to hear, but he’s holding me so close that I can feel it vibrate right through me.
“Oh my God,” I whisper, half-panting. “That’s… that’s so hot.”
Johnny touching himself. Matt reacting to it. Knowing I get to have them both.
“You like that, baby?” Matt says right into my ear. “You like that big cock of his?”
“Yes.” It’s more a whimper than a word, but I can’t help it.
Johnny grins at us and starts stroking himself.
“What do you want to do with it today?” Matt asks, his erection throbbing against my back. “Should we get Johnny down on his back? Get you bent over between his legs so you can have a taste of it? Get him nice and hard with that pretty mouth of yours, then let you climb up and ride him?”
I whimper again, there’s really no other word for it, and squeeze my thighs together as the tingling excitement between my legs goes into overdrive. Yes. Anything. I just want them, any way, every way.
Both of them.
I love feeling their hands on me at the same time. Love watching their hard bodies move against me. Love it with my eyes closed, too, so I can do nothing but feel. Heat and strength and power, two hot mouths all over me, licking… teasing… biting.
“Is that how we should start, beautiful?” Matt asks me. “You want Johnny’s cock in your mouth?”
“Please,” I whisper, pressing my fingers between my legs. “Matt, please. But you, too. Fuck me. Make him fuck me. Something.”
Now.
“Oh, hell yeah,” Matt says, making me moan loud enough to quiet the birds around us when he drops his hand down to cover mine, grinding it against my clit. Then, “You hear that, Johnny? Our girl needs us.”
“Wouldn’t want to disappoint,” Johnny says, giving his cock a long, lazy stroke that makes my mouth water. “Bring her over here.”
Matt does, and Johnny’s eyes are filled with everything I could ever want as he grins down at me—lust and the joy of our jump and that thing that always makes me feel so cherished when either one of them looks at me.
That thing I’ve been afraid to name.
Johnny wraps his big hand around my throat the way I love, using it to tip my face up to his. Sandwiching me between the two of them. His hard length grinds against my stomach as Matt whispers dirty things in my ear, and then Matt pushes me down to my knees.
I press my face against Johnny’s length, breathing him in, and it’s not just my mouth that’s watering. I love his cock, and as I lick up the shaft and swirl my tongue around the slick head, I slide a hand between my own legs because I have to.
I’m so wet.
I need friction there so
bad.
But oh Lord, I also need this. I take Johnny in my mouth, and his delicious groan makes me shudder with need.
“So good, princess,” he whispers, fingers combing through my hair as he looks down at me. “You… you see that, Matty? Fucking… beautiful.”
Matt puts his good hand on the back of my head, pushing me forward, urging me to take Johnny deeper, and watching him stare down as I take Johnny’s cock in my mouth? Watching the way his pupils dilate… seeing his eyes follow every wet, sloppy motion… noting how he rests his casted arm around Johnny’s hips and leans into him and… oh, God.
Oh my God.
I whimper, grinding against my own hand as I watch them watching me. The two of them are so hot together. Someday, someday, I want to see what happens if Matt ever realizes it. I moan, the blow job starting to get truly sloppy as Matt guides my head faster and faster, and Johnny’s eyes roll back in his head.
“Fuck, Eden,” he groans, thrusting into my mouth once… twice… again… before he suddenly pulls his cock out, breathing hard. “It’s… a little… too good.”
“Oh, she’s not done with you yet,” Matt says, his tone flipping into that hard, bossy voice he always gets when he’s turned on. The one that makes my insides flutter. He’s still got a hold of my head, and now he pushes Johnny toward the ground. “Lay down, Johnny.”
Johnny groans, one hand wrapped around his own cock, and does it. And once he’s on his back? Matt pushes me forward, positioning me right between Johnny’s legs, just like he’d told me he would.
“Suck him, Eden,” he tells me in that don’t-argue voice. “Go on now, you can do it, beautiful. Make him crazy.”
I don’t want to argue. I bend over Johnny’s cock, bottom in the air, and do my best to swallow him down. Johnny’s hands are back in my hair, his cock swelling inside my mouth until I almost choke on it, and those deep groans, panting breaths, dirty words that slip out of his mouth… they’re everything.
I’m lost in it… until suddenly Matt moves behind me and spreads me open from behind and oh my God—
I gasp.
Matt’s mouth is on me.
I completely lose track of what I’m doing.
“Fucking hot,” Johnny groans, moving my head to the side to see.
Matt’s mouth is always magic, but he’s never done this to me before. This time, he’s not licking his way inside my pussy the way I’m addicted to. Not thrusting that tongue into me until I’m crazy with it. Not sucking on my little button, teasing it unmercifully with tongue and teeth and lips until I break down begging.
This time, he’s put that hot mouth of his directly over my little back hole.
And it… feels… indescribable.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh,” I moan, long and loud and totally shameless. Johnny’s cock slips out of my mouth as the most incredible sensations move through me, and suddenly I’m shaking. Panting. Begging, even though I didn’t even realize I’d opened my mouth. “Matt… Matt… please… please… please…”
Somehow that one spot electrifies my whole body.
Matt licks at me and I quiver, begging him for more. He sucks the delicate skin there and I sob, pushing back against him. His mouth is hot and his tongue is wet and then oh Lord oh my God oh yes—I shouldn’t like it but I do—he pushes that tongue deep inside me and I almost come apart.
“Ask him to fuck you,” Johnny growls, up on his elbows now, watching. “Jesus fuck, Eden, that’s so hot. Ask him to fuck you right there, princess.”
Right… there?
I feel dazed, but then Matt takes his mouth off me and I whimper, wanting it back.
“Please,” I whisper, face flushing with mortification. “I need… I need…”
I can’t. I can’t ask that.
“You’ll get it, beautiful,” Matt growls from behind me. “Johnny—”
“I’ve got you,” Johnny says, sitting up and pushing me down onto his cock again.
As soon as it fills my mouth, he leans over me, smoothing a hand down the line of my back… then farther… sliding his hand right between my cheeks, where Matt had just been, and pushing a finger into me.
Into my bottom.
I gasp around his cock and he pushes my head back down, thrusting that finger in and out of my little hole as I suck him. The sensation makes my stomach flutter, and for a moment, I’m not sure if I can take it. Not sure if I like it.
And then all of a sudden I’m very sure I like it.
I’m pushing back against Johnny’s hand like I’ve got no control over my actions whatsoever. My body needs it, and I’m trying to fuck myself on his finger, moaning around his cock, only half aware as he tells Matt to get things out of the glove compartment in his truck.
Condoms.
Lube.
A towel.
And before I know it, Matt’s back and Johnny takes his finger out of me. Pulls my head up, off his cock. Pulls me up, manhandling me right up his body without any effort at all. Giving me a hot kiss that leaves me gasping before quickly suiting up and lying down on his back again.
“You gonna ride this for me now, Princess?” Johnny says, stroking himself as he grins up at me.
“You gonna let me fuck you the way I want to, beautiful?” Matt growls before I can answer, kneeling behind me and wrapping one arm around my waist. He pulls my back flush with his chest and kisses the side of my neck. “Gonna let us make you feel good, both of us together?”
My head is spinning and my body is crying out for relief. Yes is the only possible answer.
“You… you always make me feel good,” I say, because it’s true. “Both of you.”
And then, thank God, they don’t ask me to answer any more questions. Matt takes over the way I love, urging me forward until I’m straddling Johnny, and Johnny’s hands wrap around my hips, guiding me down onto his engorged cock.
“Nnnnnnnngh,” I moan, gasping, panting as I ease down onto it. I’m so wet that it goes in easily, but he’s so big that it’s still slow at first. My body is flooded with sensation. He stretches me, fills me, until I can barely breathe and once I’m fully seated, I need a minute to adjust to his size.
It’s almost too much.
It’s heaven.
“You like that, princess?” Johnny grits out, eyes hot and every muscle tense as he looks up at me. “You ready to fly?”
His hands are still on my hips, and he lifts me. Thrusts up into me. Guides me against him in a slow roll that presses him deep and grinds my clit against his pubic bone, and does it over and over and over, until I’m panting with it.
Until I can’t stand it.
Until I’m leaning forward with my hands braced on his hard chest and riding him hard. Getting myself so close, so fast, that I feel like I really am going to explode.
My fingers dig into the hard muscles of his chest. “Johnny,” I gasp, needing just a little bit more. “Oh, please… please… please…”
“Fuck, yeah,” he says, wrapping one hand around the back of my neck and pulling me down against him.
He captures my mouth, thrusting up into me hard, and then Matt’s hands are on me again. Stroking my back as he presses me down until I’m totally flush against Johnny’s body. Tracing my spine all the way to its base, and then running his strong fingers between my cheeks. Skimming over my sensitive little hole without stopping, going all the way down to play with the spot where Johnny and I are joined. Teasing me there until I’m squirming. Finding my clit until I’m sobbing. Coming back to press against my hole again… stroke it… flick it… tease it until I’m panting into Johnny’s mouth. Until I’m pushing back against Matt’s hand and begging all over again.
I don’t know what I want other than more, but I know for sure he’ll give me what I need.
“Hold still now, beautiful,” Matt says, leaning over me and whispering it in my ear. “I want in on this party, too, yeah?”
Johnny groans beneath me, moving his hands down to cup my ass. He pulls me apart
and then holds me there, cock buried inside me while he opens me up for Matt.
“Just like this, princess,” he whispers. “Let Matt in too, can you do that?”
I’ll do anything for these two.
But oh, Lord. I’m trembling.
There’s a little snick like something’s being opened, and then Matt’s finger is pressing into me from behind, just like Johnny’s did before. I moan, burying my face against Johnny’s neck, and then Matt adds a second finger and I gasp, flinching away.
Which just drives me against Johnny’s body, making me gasp and rock my hips to try and get more of him.
Which forces Matt’s fingers to go deeper.
Before I know it, I’m shameless. Grinding back and forth between Johnny’s cock and Matt’s fingers as my orgasm starts to build all over again. It feels like those fingers are pressing on my clit from the inside out, and they ramp up the pleasure from Johnny’s cock higher and higher, until I’m sure it’s going to wreck me.
Until I want it to.
“That’s it, that’s it, baby,” Matt growls in my ear. “You want… want some more?”
“Yes,” I gasp, because it feels so good. “Yes, yes, yes, Matt.”
“Good girl.”
That little snick again, then he pushes a third finger into me.
I shudder. It’s too much. Just this side of pain. But with Johnny’s big hands holding me in place as he rocks me on top of him, his hard cock filling me from the front and the burning stretch of Matt’s fingers in me from behind, everything’s jumbled inside me so that even that hint of pain only serves to make every sensation inside me stronger.
Better.
So good that I can’t get enough.
So good that all of a sudden, it does wreck me. Shatters me. Explodes me into a million pieces as I come and come and come, crying out their names.
I scream, and they don’t let up, fucking me through it from both ends.
The waves of my orgasm slam through me, again and again, and every time my body tightens with pleasure, Johnny’s hard cock swells even thicker inside me, sending me higher.
Every wave that rocks through me makes my intimate muscles clench tight around Matt’s fingers, sending another cascade of pleasure flooding through me.
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