His thoughts strayed to moments ago when Travis had been standing behind Kylie, his tanned hands against her much paler breasts, making her moan as he tweaked her nipples firmly while Gage watched. His cock started to throb painfully between his body and hers, and he wished he had a condom handy because he’d slide right into her right where he stood.

“Do you ever play with yourself?” he asked her, wanting to keep her from coming as long as he could and to keep him from doing something they’d possibly regret later because protecting them all was the most important part of this.

 “Yes.”

More visions assaulted him. This time he could imagine Kylie sprawled out on her bed, her hands between her thighs, her fingers thrusting deep inside of her. Or better yet, a vibrator sliding deep in her pretty, pink pussy as she fingered her clit. If he wasn’t careful, Gage was going to come just from the idea of her giving herself over to the pleasure of her own hand.

“I’d tell you to show me, but I happen to like the way you look just like this. I want to watch as Travis devours you. Burying his tongue deep in your pussy. Sucking your clit.”

A full body tremor raced through her limbs, and Gage grinned, pressing his mouth closer to her ear. “You like that. You like being at our mercy, don’t you?”

Kylie nodded her head as another moan escaped, louder this time. “Oh, God, yes.”

Gage slid both of his hands down her flat stomach, his fingers twining in the curls between her legs, pulling her swollen folds open to give Travis better access. Using the tip of his finger, he stroked her clit at the same time Travis did, the feel of the man’s raspy tongue against his skin a reminder that he was only inches away from him.

“You’re wet, baby. So fucking wet. I want to bury my cock deep in your pussy while Travis takes your sweet little ass.” When she moaned, Gage continued, “I want to see you on your knees, sucking Travis’ cock deep in your mouth while I fuck you from behind.”

When she began writhing against him, Gage slid his finger deep inside of her, right along with Travis’, his eyes trailing down the length of her body, watching as Travis looked up at them.

“Does it feel good?” Travis asked as they both began fucking her faster, each of them working a single finger simultaneously inside of her.

“Yes. Yes, it feels so good. Please don’t stop. Travis! Gage!”

Hearing her say their names again did something strange to his insides and a wave of possessive desire swept through him. As he continued to watch, Gage damn near crumbled to his knees when he felt Travis’ strong, rough fingers wrap around his cock, sliding up between his body and Kylie’s.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned near Kylie’s ear.

“Is he stroking you?” Kylie asked, obviously able to feel the way Travis’ hand was moving between their bodies.

“Yes. Oh, fucking hell.”

“Tell me how it feels,” she encouraged and Gage forced his eyes open, wondering whether he’d heard her correctly.

On a strangled breath, he gave her the details she asked for. “It’s… Damn. So fucking good. His hand is rough, not like yours. Fuck!” Gage damn near came as Travis gripped him tighter, using slow, even strokes to force him closer and closer to the edge.

Before he could stop her, Kylie pulled her hands from his neck, forcing Gage to pull his finger from inside of her as she wiggled toward the adjacent wall, her eyes traveling down the length of his body where Travis was now jacking him off with an expert grip.

“Taste him.” Kylie’s request caused Gage to damn near fall to the floor.

His eyes met Travis’ only briefly before he found his cock buried deep inside Travis’ mouth. Holy… Gage’s stomach muscles tightened. Fucking… His breath locked in his chest. Shit… The heat and skill of Travis’ tongue threatened to send him freefalling right off the edge of the cliff he was barely hanging onto.

When Kylie lowered herself to her knees alongside Travis, Gage knew it was only a matter of time before he came with a vengeance. He had to force his eyes closed because watching as they both began licking and sucking him would’ve been too much.

“Fuck. Fuck. Oh, shit!” The muscles in his thighs screamed with the effort it took to stay upright, even as he used the tiled wall at his back for support. Travis once again sucked him deep while Kylie cupped his balls in her soft, smooth hand, and he knew he was about to lose it. “You’re gonna make me come,” Gage told them, refusing to open his eyes.

If he were to look into Travis’ eyes at the moment, he was going to go off like a fucking rocket, and he didn’t want to come too soon. He’d spent more than one night thinking about what it would feel like to have the man’s lips wrapped around his dick and now that he knew, he wasn’t sure he ever wanted him to stop.

Suddenly, Travis’ mouth disappeared, and Kylie’s much gentler lips replaced it. Gage opened his eyes, needing to know what they were doing, just in time to see Travis coming to his feet. With Kylie directly at his feet, her sweet little tongue laving his cock, Gage could only anticipate what Travis would do next. He wasn’t sure he cared because he couldn’t feel anything except the way Kylie tried to take his full length all the way down her throat.

“Fuck!”

Travis’ hand splayed across his throat, but there was no pressure, only reassurance that he was still in one piece. While his finger and thumb gripped his jaw, Gage was forced to turn his head to the side and meet Travis’ gaze.

“One day real soon, I’m going to make you come down my throat. Then I’m going to bury my cock deep in your ass until you’re begging me not to stop. Ever.”

Gage couldn’t argue because he could see it happening. Hell, he could almost see it happening now except he was almost positive he would need an extensive recovery time after this.

“Put your hand around my cock,” Travis ordered him and Gage forced his body to obey, the signals from his brain weak as the pleasure intensified. He gripped Travis’ shaft roughly, stroking slowly. Up. Down. Over and over.

A feral growl, so low that Gage barely registered it, rumbled from Travis’ chest as he spoke. “Just like that. Stroke me, Gage. Fuck yes.”

Gage focused on the smooth, slick cock gliding back and forth in his hand and Travis’ mouth as he nipped his bottom lip, before sucking it into his mouth. It was the only thing he could do to keep from coming. Kylie’s mouth on his dick was pure sensual torture.

Travis was pumping his hips slowly, and as he did, Gage tightened his grip. When Kylie placed her hand over his, both of them jacking Travis’ hard length, her mouth disappeared momentarily, and before he could register what happened, Travis jerked back as he groaned, “Mother fuc–”

Gage peered down to see Kylie’s mouth sucking the engorged head of Travis’ beautiful cock. Unwrapping his fingers, Gage watched as she continued stroking and sucking, alternating between the two of them as she peered up at them from her knees.

“So beautiful. God, baby, you’re killing me,” Travis growled the words as he gripped his cock, holding himself firmly as she slid her tongue up and down the swollen shaft. Gage was mesmerized by the sight, tempted to drop to his knees and take over from there.

Then she turned her attention back to Gage, and he slid his fingers into her wet hair, careful not to pull as she sucked him deep, cupping and squeezing his balls so gently, he wondered if he wouldn’t lose it just from how careful she was with him.

After they watched her for long minutes, stroking her hair as she gave them every ounce of her attention, making Gage damn near shatter, Travis forced Gage’s head over once more, sliding his tongue over his lips until Gage opened his mouth to take him inside. Gage knew he wasn’t going to be able to last. He grabbed Travis’ by the back of the neck, holding tight, stealing everything from the kiss that he’d wanted as he thrust his hips when Kylie pulled him into her mouth once more.

He couldn’t focus, didn’t know which sensation was overwhelming him more. And then it didn’t matter because Kylie was stroking him, Travis’ tongue simulating what it was going to feel like later when he was thrusting into his ass, and Gage lost the battle. He came with a roar at the same time Travis did, neither of them breaking from the kiss until they had to come up for air.

With his chest heaving, trying to draw in oxygen and remain standing, Gage glanced down and noticed that Kylie was smiling up at them, their come splattered across her chest and Gage damn near came again.

“Fuck,” Travis growled, releasing Gage and lifting Kylie back to her feet.

There wasn’t much room to maneuver in the shower, but Travis situated Kylie so that her body was once again pressed against Gage’s. Trapped behind her, Gage held her close as her body went rigid, her hips thrusting forward. What he wouldn’t give to see Travis fingering her until she came.

“Travis! Oh, God! It’s too much! I’m going to come,” Kylie screamed seconds later as Gage wrapped his arms around her, pinching her nipples at the same time Travis began pumping his hand harder, Kylie’s ass grinding against Gage’s cock. If she kept that up, she was going to be dealing with more than Travis’ fingers in just a little while.

Refocusing his efforts on the sweet spot between her legs, Gage slid one hand down her stomach, led only by touch until he found her soft curls. Letting his fingertip dance over her clit, Gage allowed her sexy little moans to envelope him while Travis fucked her relentlessly with two fingers.

Yeah, he was a goner.