Darnell did.
He let out a massive growl, his hips bucked one final time, and then he was coming.
Hot, and salty, more of it than Braden expected, a bigger load than he could imagine. It filled his mouth, filled his senses, and he swallowed, and swallowed again, tasting Darnell’s spunk as it slid across his tongue and down his throat
Christ!
Braden sucked down every last drop that Darnell had to offer, before finally letting the big man’s cock slip from his mouth. At once, he felt oddly proud, and at the same time oddly bereft, as he finally relinquished Darnell’s cock.
Would this change anything, between them? Would it change how Darnell felt about him?
Braden looked up, and saw Darnell looking down at him.
Darnell was beaming at him.
Anything that had changed was only for the better.
Darnell offered his hand, and lifted Braden to his feet. And leaned in, and kissed him, not bothered by the traces of his own cum that still flecked Braden’s lips.
“Damn, little man. That was something,” Darnell said.
Feeling bold, feeling right, Braden leaned in and kissed him. Something, maybe.
But not everything. And that was what he wanted from Darnell. Everything.
Darnell saw it in his face. Reached around, and grabbed a big healthy handful of Braden’s ass cheek.
“Oh, yeah. I’m needing some of that sweet ass of yours, too.”
And then Lacey was there, breaking them apart. Braden looked at her, and could tell by the warm sated expression on her face that she had made herself cum, too.
But she sure as hell wasn’t done, either.
She pushed Darnell towards the sofa, and he plopped down onto it. Another push, and Braden was beside him.
Darnell’s cock, flaccid now, was still huge. Bigger than Braden, and Braden was still fully, massively erect.
Lacey looked at Darnell, taking charge. “You,” she said. “You rest.”
She turned to Braden, sitting next to him. “And you, Braden, scoot down.”
He did as he was told, easing his ass to the edge of the sofa. Lacey sank to the floor between his knees, and pushed his legs upward, towards his chest. His hard cock lay flat against his stomach.
And his asshole was right there, right there for Lacey. She stared down, at his hard cock, and his gaping asshole, and giggled.
“I’m gonna get you ready,” she said. “Ready for when Darnell gets that big black prick of his hard again.” Another giggle. “It doesn’t take him long.”
Lacey leaned in, and dropped a kiss on the head of his cock. Her fingers traced the inside if his thighs, her long nails just grazing him. And spreading him even wider. One of Braden’s legs hooked over Darnell’s lap, and Darnell laid a big hand on Braden’s thigh, rubbing slowly.
Lacey kept eye contact, as she lowered her mouth. And stuck out her lovely pink tongue, and swiped it all around Braden’s asshole.
Braden gasped. He didn’t know is asshole was that sensitive, he didn’t know it would feel that good.
Lacey rimmed all around his puckered back hole, her tongue darting, driving into him. She worked up some saliva, and drooled it over him, before tracing his edge with one finger. She sucked that finger into her mouth, getting it good and wet, and brought it back to Braden’s hole.
And slowly began to push it past Braden’s tight virgin sphincter.
Fuck! Braden had no idea how good that would feel, either. So fucking good.
Braden’s cock was hard and throbbing. Darnell reached over, and stroked him, once, twice.
“You got a nice cock there, little man.”
Braden didn’t answer. He felt light headed, it all felt so fucking amazing. Darnell stroking him, Lacey working over his ass.
He looked down, and saw Lacey had a small tube of lube in her hand. The top popped, and Lacey squeezed out a generous dollop under her finger.
The lube was cool, but not unpleasant, as Lacey worked it in, slipping two fingers inside him now. It was a lot, Braden felt the invasion, but Lacey worked and stretched and got him ready.
And that was good, because next to Braden, Darnell was getting hard again. His massive cock, big and black and throbbing. Braden had a moment of doubt, but he pushed it aside. He didn’t care how big Darnell was. He wanted this. He wanted Darnell’s massive prick, buried in his sweet tender ass.
Darnell was watching Braden, too. His eyes dark with desire.
“On the floor, little man. On your knees,” he said. “Show me that sweet ass of yours.”
Braden scrambled off the sofa, and got on all fours. Darnell rose up, too, then sank to the floor behind Braden. He slapped his cock, smack smack smack, on Braden’s butt cheek.
Lacey, watching them, giggled.
Darnell was close behind him, so close. His hand slipped across Braden’s cheek, and then his thumb was rubbing against Braden’s slick hole.
“You ready, little man?” he said.
“Yeah,” Braden answered. “Fuck me. Give it to me. Give my that big black cock.”
Owww.
The big flared tip of Darnell’s cock pressed against his tight ring. As ready as he was, as much as he wanted this, it was almost too much. Darnell pushed forward, slow but relentlessly, and there was a sudden popping sensation, as the crown of his prick slipped past Braden’s tight sphincter.
Stretched, so goddam stretched. Braden bit his lip, and pushed back, even as Darnell drove forward. A little more of Darnell’s thick shaft slipped into him.
It felt weird. It felt strange.
It felt fucking amazing. Darnell, the big man, with the big cock, inside him.
Darnell inched deeper, deeper, until he was completely buried inside Braden. Braden could feel the rock hard muscles of Darnell’s thighs, pressing against his backside. Darnell’s big hands on his hips, holding him in place.
So fucking full.
Darnell stopped there, right there, letting Braden get used to him. Braden could feel the bog man’s muscles quivering, could hear his ragged breathing. He knew what it was costing Darnell to hold back like this, and knew he was doing it to make it better for Braden.
Fuck that. Braden wanted to be fucked.
“Do it, Darnell. Do me.”
Darnell let out a soft grunt, and started to move, pulling back, then driving in deep. Braden grunted himself, his body moving with the force of Darnell’s strokes. He grunted, each time Darnell drove into him, but he still wanted more.
“Wow,” Lacey said. She watched, fascinated, as Darnell fucked his big cock into Braden’s sweet ass. Her hand was in her pyjama bottoms, rubbing, and then in one quick movement she stripped herself naked.
“Can I get in on this, Darnell?” she asked, already moving. Asking, but not really.
“Go for it,” Darnell answered, between grunts.
And then, somehow, with amazing dexterity, Lacey had wormed her body beneath Braden. Slid into place, and reached for Braden’s rock hard cock. Darnell paused, while she rubbed the tip against her sopping pussy, then as she slotted it into place, Darnell lunged forward.
Driving his cock deep into Braden. Driving Braden’s whole body forward. Driving Braden’s cock deep into Lacey.
“Oh, fuck, fuck yeah,” Lacey screamed.
It was almost more than Braden could stand. His mind, his body, were swamped with sensation. Darnell’s big pulsing cock, buried in his ass. His own cock, lodged within Lacey’s slick hot pussy.
So much. Too much. And still he wanted more.
He didn’t even try to control his movements. Darnell thrust in to him, and drove him forward into Lacey. It was almost as if Darnell was fucking Lacey, fucking her through the vessel of Braden’s body.