Chapter 42

“What are you boys up to?” Morgan asked, but he had a look in his eyes that told Francesco that at least one of the daddies was locked and loaded. The bodyguard even grabbed his crotch to adjust the position of his cock, and that was a telling sign. Captain Reynolds was a little less straightforward and was trying to keep a stoic face while doing his bestest not to look too long at either of them. Francesco wondered how Mouse got this guy, who looked good enough to walk the straight and narrow, to fuck his cum hungry ass. Nonetheless, he was thankful for it, because the captain knew how to fuck really good. Even remembering how it had been to get hammered by the guy’s tool was enough to make him extra hard. The fact that he had just come earlier didn’t even matter.

“You know,” Mouse drawled as he was the only one who thought of replying to Morgan’s question. What went through Karl’s head, Francesco didn’t even dare to fathom. If it’s was a damn mystery that Mouse could make his commander bend him over and give him a good dicking, a bigger one was Karl doing the same for Morgan. That was a relationship of a particular kind right there, and Francesco wanted to learn about it.

“We don’t know,” Morgan said playfully and took a seat on the sofa, while his nostrils flared.

It had to smell so bad of jizz, even with the AC on, and Morgan could feel it. Francesco stared shamelessly at the bulge in the guy’s pants. He touched his own through his jeans, squeezing hard.

“Francesco wants a gangbang,” Karl professed loud and clear all of a sudden.

“What the fuck, asshole?” Francesco exclaimed, more by force of habit than anything else. By now, he should have known Karl was that kind of asshole. No surprises there. “Weren’t you saying that my holes belong to you only?”

“They do belong to me,” Karl admitted, “but I need to pass you around friends now and then, or else your bitch mind might start to wander.”

“Wander where exactly?” With the question, Francesco put on a glare.

Karl shrugged. “To other cocks. Don’t worry, Cesco, after everyone’s gone to their homes and shit, I have some cool stuff planned for you. You’ll never miss cum or cock in your life.”

“I have no idea what you mean by that, and I don’t care. And, at most, I want an orgy, not a gangbang.”

Karl grinned and pulled him close, feeling his cock with one rough hand. Even through the jeans, Francesco felt it. He could see that husband of his getting into serious shit, like a bit of S&M. He really had the internal makeup and messed up head for it.

To save face, he feigned indifference and eyed the other men in the room. “Why is everyone still dressed? If we’re going to have an orgy, let’s make it happen. Off with your clothes.” To show that he knew how to be in charge of that kind of party, he stood from Karl’s arms and took off his tee. Just the same, he continued to drop his jeans and underwear, and in under a minute, he was completely naked.

Karl stood and walked over to him. The other men in the room were watching him, and Francesco felt his cock getting harder and harder. Mouse laughed and brushed the back of his hand against his erection. “I think Karl really wants you to have all of us today, Kekko.”

“Hey,” he started to protest, although his cock twitched at the suggestion.

Karl grabbed him by the back of the neck and forced him on the sofa, ass up, back arched and head thrown back. “I have a whore of a husband,” he said matter-of-factly, “so he needs a lot of cock in his life.”

Francesco was done with protesting. He just pushed his ass back and wiggled it, while the others were eyeing him with wolfish eyes and smiles. He watched, as much as Karl’s hand in his hair allowed, as Morgan and captain Reynolds began losing their clothes, showing off their weathered, hairy bodies. He moaned only thinking of getting a ride from every man in the room.

As engrossed as he was in how the daddies put themselves on display for him, he was surprised to feel Mouse sliding under him, just as naked. His lover smacked his backside playfully to get his attention. “I’ll go in your ass first, but Karl tells me a bit of stretching won’t hurt you.”

“What?” Francesco asked, too horny to understand what Mouse was saying.

When Mouse slid inside his ass, and a second cock followed, he understood. He was being packed between his two boyfriends or husbands or whatever they wanted to be called. But what really made his cock twitch in pleasure was what Morgan and captain Reynolds were saying to each other.

“He’s taking two cocks, just like that?” Reynolds asked.

“Francesco’s one capable boy,” Morgan confirmed. “And he has a golden mouth, so let’s try it out again.”

Francesco was already panting and moaning as Karl and Mouse struggled to find their rhythm while hitting his prostate more by accident then by focused action. Even that was enough to make him want to spread his butt cheeks wider so that he could feel them more and finally allow them to fuck him at the same time. As long as one went in and one went out, it would be fine.

He gasped as Karl and Mouse thought better and bottomed out inside him at the same time. The fuckers were getting a good rubbing, cock on cock, in his ass, and he had no idea if he could be jealous of that or not.

Deciding against it, he offered his open hands for Morgan and Reynolds to fill them with hard leaking cocks. He licked one then the other, like they were ice cream cones, insisting to get all that juice from under the mushroom, and then the little eyes where all the precum pooled.

“Don’t be a tease, Kekko,” Mouse grunted under him. “Show us how you can take two cocks in your mouth, too.”

“You’re nuts,” Francesco moaned and mumbled while he couldn’t keep his mouth away for a single moment. “No way I can take two.”

Karl pulled at his hair harder and then moved his hands to force Francesco’s mouth wide open. “Yes, you can,” he said and used his fingers to keep his lips apart.

Morgan and Reynolds didn’t need any special invitation to jump at the opportunity, and Francesco immediately felt his opening invaded and overwhelmed by two pulsing cocks. They weren’t hard on him, and Karl let go, so that he could enjoy the feel of all that hard candy in his mouth.