Leaving Hugh’s cock twitching and jumping, riding the edge of orgasm, I turned around to see Coren tearing open a foil packet with his teeth. The condom had come from nowhere, it would seem, and the suspicion dawned on me that perhaps all this hadn’t been entirely accidental. Had I been intended to find him in the shower? Had he known that I would be turned on by it? What exactly did that mean?
More importantly, how did I feel about it? Was it creepy or did it only serve to excite me more?
One thing was certain, I was enjoying myself too much to stop.
I moved into a kneeling position, letting the shower water soak my head as I gasped and spluttered beneath it. Grabbing Coren’s thick cock with one hand, I ran a thumb along the underside, stimulating it, hardening it, before kissing the tip and letting my lips glide over the shaft.
“Oh, we are getting used to our new place in the world, aren’t we, Ed?”
I tilted my head back, letting my eyes drift up along his rippling torso, hard pectorals glistening with soap and water, and met his gaze looking down. Grasping his thighs with both hands, I pulled myself up, keeping his cock in my mouth for as long as I could before it came free, then grabbed the condom out of his hands as I stood, slipping it from the packet.
“How did you know?”
“Some things are better kept secret. Do you mind?”
I shook my head, pinching the tip of the condom and gently rolling it over his shaft. “I guess not. Coren, I’ve never had anything inside me.”
His hand went to my face, brushing a cheek, fingers curling over my ear. “Nervous?”
“Just relax. If you don’t like it, we can stop. You’re in charge, Ed, I would never ever do anything to hurt you.”
His eyes met mine, and I saw both concern and compassion in them. Coren was letting me have the leash, and it was exactly what I needed. All the control he’d exercised over me before had gone. He wanted me to know that I could take this fast, or I could take it slow, and if we’d already gone far enough then he wouldn’t push.
“OK,” I said, nodding. “Just be gentle, yeah?”
Having Hugh and Amelia there felt safer. Their presence let me experiment comfortably. I ran nervous fingers down over Coren’s pelvis, around his cock, cupping his balls, and we came together for a soft, gentle kiss.
Then, satisfied, I lowered myself down, turned, and gabbed Hugh’s waist.
“I want that cock back in my mouth,” I said, and saw it twitch in anticipation.
Getting down on all fours as Hugh tried to move into a sitting position on the bottom of the shower would have been comical if it wasn’t so sexy. In the small space we were pushed close together, but I took every opportunity to lick the head of Hugh’s cock or get my lips around it for a quick kiss.
Then, as we finally moved into position, his dick right in front of my face where I wanted it, myself crouched low with my ass in the air, I felt Coren moving behind me, getting ready.
And as I wrapped my lips around Hugh’s throbbing cock, I felt the pressure of Coren’s pressing against my tight, virgin hole.
(Read Part 11 of Caught)
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