"Fourplay"
By Raising Kane
Part 6
He was almost on overload.
First he had had the pleasure of watching his friend and ex-lover go down on his current lover...damn what a picture that had been. He'd known exactly what Dave was feeling with those talented lips wrapped around him having been there himself. Each moan and groan from Dave had shot directly to his cock as he imagined the way Shawn's tongue was working Dave's shaft.
Gorgeous.
Then he'd received a lesson in spanking Shawn with a paddle and he had to admit that it had given him a serious thrill. Adam had been right in saying that he'd spanked Shawn before, but only ever with his hand. For some reason the sound the paddle made when it connected with Shawn's ass, and the resulting sounds from the two men, were a huge turn-on. Things had only gotten better when he'd discovered the reason that Shawn liked Adam's pants so damn much. He was definitely going to buy Dave a pair just like those for a special occasion. And if there wasn't one coming up, he'd make one up himself.
By the time Adam had called a halt to the spanking, he'd been ready to beg the tall blond to fuck him...with those pants on...but that apparently wasn't in the plan. Although with the way things were starting to look...that was just fine. Adam had just forcibly removed Shawn's mouth from Dave's cock and if looks could kill, Adam would have been dead on the spot. He seriously wanted to laugh until he heard Adam's next comment.
"Now sweetheart, I know that you wanted a taste, but I think you'll be much happier if you wait until he's buried in your ass before he explodes."
Now that was something he was dying to see. It looked like Shawn thought it was a pretty damn good idea too...Hunt wasn't sure he'd ever seen that hungry of a look on Shawn's face...absolutely breathtaking. In the space of a minute Adam had Dave out from under Shawn and Shawn flat on his back with a whimper. He watched mesmerized as Adam ran one hand slowly down the front of the body that he knew so well, Shawn's muscles rippling and shifting under the light touch.
"You liked that a lot, didn't you Shawn? God, look at you..." A single finger slipped up the length of Shawn's engorged shaft, circling the head, and collecting the moisture there before finding its way into Adam's mouth. Hunter shivered as much from the sight as the words flowing over all of them. "I think we had better do something about this or you'll come to the party before it even gets started."
Adam stretched over top of Shawn to reach something on the bedside table and Hunt wasn't sure how Shawn resisted the urge to bury his face in the blond's groin. He so would have. Then Adam turned and handed a leather cock-ring to Dave...hey, he did recognize that at least...and asked him to put it on Shawn. He watched as Shawn shuddered and whined under the skilled touch of his lover, his own cock throbbing in commiseration.
"Now for a little bit of grunt work...and I'm pretty sure there will be grunting involved."
Having come up with a tube of lubricant from somewhere, Hunt honestly hadn't been paying attention to where he'd gotten it, Adam put some on his fingers before handing the tube off to Dave.
"I'll do Shawn, if you'll do Hunter...getting them ready that is."
He licked his lips slightly. Adam was going to fuck him with those pants on. Hunt would insist on it. The wicked look on Adam's face made him want to groan, but he held it...for all of ten seconds.
"Shawn can suck you while he's doing that Hunt...if you want to risk it. But if you come in his mouth, Shawn won't be the only one getting spanked tonight."
Decisions, decisions...
He would love to have Shawn's mouth wrapped around him while Dave stretched him, but he was already so damn close to the edge that he wasn't sure he could stop himself if it came down to it...no pun intended. It didn't help at all that Shawn was staring at his cock like it was a triple dip of Double Fudge Brownie ice cream...no doubt there what Shawn wanted him to do. Dave wasn't being helpful at all, smirking while he poured lube onto his fingers.
He hesitated for another moment and Dave's smirk turned to a grin. "Don't worry sweetheart, I won't let you jump the gun. If you want it, get your ass up here."
God did he love that man.
Scrambling to the head of the bed, he got on his hands and knees with his throbbing length hanging down within reach of Shawn's mouth, leaving his ass wide open for his lover's touch. He watched Adam slip between Shawn's thighs just as those luscious lips wrapped around him, all hot wet sin like he remembered, and Dave's fingers pushed steadily inside his ass. His arms collapsed, dropping him down to his elbows, and further into Shawn's mouth.
God, he was so hard it almost hurt.
His head hit the mattress and he whimpered.
Dave's fingers nudged against his prostate...nudged? It felt more like he'd slammed into it with a cement truck... and Hunt was sure he was going to come right there... until two fingers clamped tightly around the base of his shaft. Oh holy mother of god...
He really, really loved that man.
****
There's a fine line between Heaven and Hell... and Shawn couldn't say for sure which side of that line he was on right now. When Adam had positioned him on the bed, right above Dave's cock no less, he'd surely thought he'd died and gone to Heaven. One slip of the tongue later and he'd thought he'd end up on the other side of that line for sure...being forced to stare at that lovely specimen of manhood without tasting would surely have been Hell. But his lover had surprised him both by having Hunter administer his 'punishment' and by being allowed to have what he had wanted in the process despite his slip.
God, it had been beautiful, having that long thick piece of solid flesh between his lips. So thick it had stretched his mouth, making for a pleasant ache from keeping it open that wide, and so decadently sweet with just a dash of salty flavor mixed in. No fucking wonder Hunt was always smiling like a loon. He'd been able to guess that he wouldn't be able to finish Dave off in this manner, though he certainly wouldn't have minded, but he could and did bring the man to the brink several times before backing off. And that was just the beginning of his debate.
He'd almost died laughing, literally by choking on Dave's cock, the first time Hunter had hit him with that paddle. A slap across the chest from Ric Flair hurt worse than that tiny swat. And he couldn't believe he'd even thought the name Ric Flair while he was in the midst of great foreplay...
The next swing had definitely connected with more force thanks to his lover's command and he had loved it. The slight stinging in his ass and the way the blow had forced him further down on Dave's cock...just lovely. And being hit with the furred side of the paddle was no less thrilling, the contrast from the wood sending little tingles through his body. He'd attacked his treat with new furor, loving the growly raspy sounds that Dave made, knowing that he was the one causing them.
Damn.
And though he hadn't been able to see much from his positioning, just what was discernible from the corner of his eye, he'd thought that seeing Adam wrapped around Hunter with Hunter's cock in hand had been a pretty awesome sight as well. He'd used his imagination to flesh out the details, but he was sure he wasn't too far off. And from the sounds, and comments, that Hunt had made...his friend was seriously enjoying a new fetish of his own...one that Shawn most definitely shared. He loved those fucking leather pants, but not as much as he loved the man wearing them.
Although he would love him even more if he hadn't just been unceremoniously yanked away from Dave's cock...
"Now sweetheart, I know that you wanted a taste..."
Yes, yes he had...still did as a matter of fact. And if he could get Adam to let go of his hair...
"...But I think you'll be much happier if you wait until he's buried in your ass before he explodes."
On second thought...that sounded like an even better plan. Tomorrow he was going to buy his lover flowers...and candy...and maybe a Viper to boot.
From one minute to the next, he found himself on his back with Adam's hand sliding slowly from his chest to his stomach. Every muscle in its path leapt to attention, craving his touch.
"You liked that a lot, didn't you Shawn?"
Nooo...was it obvious? His ass was burning nicely, he could still taste Dave on his lips, he was stark naked and being touched by three other guys, and his completely sexy boyfriend was wearing his absolute favorite pair of pants...nothing at all there to like.
Right...
"God, look at you..."
Oh god.
The way Adam was looking at him right now, he might as well have been touching. Shawn just loved it when his lover's eyes turned that dark emerald green, sparkling, so obviously ravenous when he looked at him. And if that wasn't enough to make him twitch, there was the finger sliding over his cock before being popped into his lover's mouth for a taste as incentive.
Fuck.
He'd never been so damn happy to see a cock-ring in his life. It'd almost come too late though with Dave's nimble fingers dancing over his shaft while he secured the damn thing. He groaned over his lover's little 'grunt' comment sure that he would be doing the grunting. Only apparently he wouldn't be the only one.
"I'll do Shawn, if you'll do Hunter...getting them ready that is."
The images that that statement stirred up were almost too much for his poor brain. Dave fucking him, Adam fucking Hunter...he wondered if they could time their climaxes for the most effect? That could be really hot. But how come he was the only one that had to wear a ring? Hunt should have to wear one too. He considered voicing that opinion, but...damn it, he still wasn't allowed to talk.
And his lovely boyfriend must have noticed that he'd been on the verge of doing it again because the next thing he knew he had Hunt's cock in his mouth. Damn, he loved how Hunt tasted, so pure and untainted by some of the more noxious foods the rest of them indulged in. The man treated his body like a temple, at least 95 percent of the time, and it was evident from his current perspective. He had missed Hunter's taste since they'd stopped playing together, but he hadn't regretted giving it up for the man he loved. His lover was giving him the best of both worlds tonight and he was more thankful than he could say. Even if he had been allowed to voice his thoughts...
He couldn't see what Dave was doing right behind Hunt, but he surely wasn't lacking in imagination and Hunt's little noises were very helpful in filling in the blanks. Shawn was pretty damn sure for a moment that he was going to end up with a mouthful, but the brush of his lips against warm strong fingers, Dave's obviously, told him that the tall dark man had made the save. And that lovely little cock-ring made the save for him as Adam spread his legs wide and slipped a finger in his ass. Planting his feet firmly on the mattress, he thrust his ass upward, desperate for more. He moaned around Hunter's shaft, his suction increasing as his lover gave him the 'more' that he'd silently asked for.
Dave's quiet rumble broke through the moans and groans, though he couldn't have repeated one word of what the man had said. It must have been something about Hunter being ready though because he suddenly found himself bereft of the cock filling his mouth and the fingers prodding so deliciously against his prostate. His heavy breathing echoed Hunter's in the quiet of the room and his body was so hypersensitive that if he hadn't been restrained, he'd have jumped the person closest to him just to get off. He couldn't even force his eyes open at the moment to see who he would have been attacking but he wouldn't have particularly cared who it happened to be either. Any of the three men in the room with him would have made a deliciously satisfying partner.
But he was restrained and held hostage to the whims of his lover who was still obviously firmly in charge of this little adventure. He vaguely heard Adam direct Dave to the spot between his legs and shuddered as he felt strong hands grip his thighs. That lusciously thick hard cock already slicked with lube...when the hell had that happened?? ... brushed against his inner thigh. If he'd been free to do so he'd have been directing it into his ass with his hands...but he couldn't so he settled for jerking on the chains attached to the cuffs around his wrists as an outlet. Poor ass substitution...that was for sure.
He was more than ready to feel Dave sinking into his ass...but Adam stopped him. Stopped him!
'But why?' his inner voice wailed.
"Hold that thought for a second Dave. Timing is everything..."
His boyfriend was trying to kill him...
"And Shawn's not ready yet."
Not ready! Not ready? He was beyond ready. He was fucking desperate, damn it.
Whoa. Wait a minute...
The feel of a gel-slicked hand wrapping around his super-sensitive shaft sent his brain into a tailspin. Why in the hell was Adam putting lube on his...
Oh...my...god.
His boyfriend was trying to kill him...with pleasure.
"Come here, Hunter..."
Oh god, oh god, oh god.
And then he felt the familiar touch of Hunter's knees brushing his ribs.
'Open your damn eyes, you idiot' a little voice shouted inside his head. He couldn't help but obey that little voice and nearly swallowed his tongue at the picture presented...
Hunter straddling him, ass poised just above the head of his cock with Adam holding it in place for him and Dave visible over Hunt's shoulder, his cock brushing ever so lightly against Shawn's entrance.
He was going to die.
His eyes locked with his lover's and he watched, the whole scene seeming to be in slow motion, as Adam nodded his head ever so slightly and Dave and Hunt moved together almost seamlessly. Dave's cock breached his ass, stretching the tight ring of muscle as he shifted forward. His lover had been right...this was so much better than having finished Dave off with his mouth. Once again he had an explanation for Hunt's smiling face most mornings. He felt so fucking full that the slight burning in his ass was well worth it. And if that weren't enough, his cock was now buried deep inside the tight heat of Hunter's ass. Hot clenching muscles pulled at his shaft as his friend's backside settled against his hipbones. Just as good as he remembered...
Oh fucking hell yeah!
He'd have thanked Steve for that expression, but he was just a little too busy at the moment...being fucked to death.
His body trembled under the onslaught, trying to fight the barrier preventing his release. He tried to shift his hips to get them to move, but Adam had placed him just right. The length of the chains didn't give him that much leeway and with Dave's hands clenching his thighs and Hunter's weight settled on his hips...he wasn't going to get movement until they were instructed to move by his wicked, evil, completely twisted lover.
Fuck.
He'd gladly come now and thank them all for it, but it wasn't going to be that easy. Adam wasn't going to let him come until he was damn good and ready for it to happen...and Shawn didn't have a clue when that might be. He turned pleading eyes towards his lover who was apparently just sitting on his haunches soaking up the moment. Dark green eyes moved from Dave to Hunter then traveled ever so slowly up his torso to meet his own eyes.
He'd swear to god he hadn't even blinked, but suddenly his lover was right in front of his face, kneeling beside him, blond hair curtaining them briefly from the rest of the world. If his body hadn't insisted otherwise, he'd have thought it was just the two of them there in the room. Hot breath wafted against his ear and face as Adam kissed his way to his lips, words sizzling against his skin in the path of his lover's mouth.
"Fuck, sweetheart. You look so damn hot with them all over you..." was whispered against his ear.
"Love you, Shawn..." exhaled against his jawbone.
"...And you're going to love this..." came out in a breath against his cheek.
"Oh...and you can talk now sweetheart." The words were a puff of air against his lips.
But he couldn't because Adam's lips had settled firmly over his in a breathtakingly passionate kiss that seemed to go on forever. When their lips finally parted, Shawn was too breathless to speak, but he found he didn't really need to. Hunt and Dave both moved at the same time thanks to some unseen signal by his lover. He heard his lover's voice but other than the words "slow for now" and "whimpering, whining mess" he couldn't really process them.
His eyes closed, his body overwhelmed by sensation as Dave pulled almost all the way out of his sheathe and then pushed back in with agonizing slowness. Hunt raised himself just as slowly, calves and knees bracketing Shawn's hips, then sank back down on his shaft. Every nerve ending in his body was sizzling with pleasure. He strained fiercely against the chains, but it was no longer so that he could get the others to move, but in an attempt to simply touch the leather-clad thigh just out of reach. He wanted...needed...that connection with his lover.
And as always, Adam knew what he needed and gave it to him. He cried out as his lover's thigh moved just close enough for his fingers to clench muscle bound in tight leather. His heart was pounding so hard that he was sure it was going to explode.
He could see the headlines now..."WWE Superstar literally fucked to death in orgy with co-workers! Details inside!" Okay so maybe not, but only because they wouldn't print the 'F' word on the front page...
to be continued...