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Frankie grins and looks up at me. "What do you think, Ky? Should we give him what he wants?"
"I think we should." The stress and frustration of the day are still clinging to me like a dark cloud, but watching Frankie with Devon is helping to lift it.
"Good." Frankie’s voice is low and needy. "Because I'm gonna need your help."
He stands up and begins to strip off his own clothes.
I follow suit, removing my shirt and pants.
Devon's eyes widen as he watches us undress, biting his lip as his gaze rakes over our bodies.
"Fuck," he whispers. "You're both so hot."
Frankie smirks and steps forward, his cock hard and ready. "Why don't you show us how much you want us?"
Devon nods eagerly and reaches out to stroke Frankie's cock. He leans in, taking the tip into his mouth and sucking gently.
"Oh, shit," Frankie groans, his eyes fluttering closed, and his hand drifts to rest lightly atop Devon's head, stroking his hair softly.
I bite my lip at the sight of them and stroke my aching dick to ease the tension. As if on cue, Devon reaches for me, his hand replacing mine on my shaft, stroking me as he sucks Frankie's cock.
"Yes..." Frankie groans, his hips bucking slightly as he thrusts into Devon's mouth. "You're so good at this."
Devon moans in response, grinning around Frankie's cock before breaking away from him and licking his lips. His hands continue to stroke Frankie as his mouth moves to my dick.
A low rumble of satisfaction escapes my throat as he takes me into his mouth. My fingers tangle in his hair as I guide him, my hips rocking forward slowly.
Frankie moans, his eyes dark with lust as he watches us.
I'm enraptured with lust, my free hand curling around the back of Frankie's neck and pulling him toward me as Devon kneels before us, switching back and forth between our dicks.
"Fuck, you're so hot." Frankie growls against me as he kisses me hard, his tongue plunging into my mouth.
Devon moans around my cock, his hands stroking my thighs. The back-and-forth play is slow and unhurried. He clearly enjoys watching us together.
"You guys are having all the fun," Devon pouts playfully after a moment.
"Oh, I don't think we're done with you yet," Frankie says, trailing his finger down my body to the tip of my cock. "Not by a long shot."
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FRANKIE
I pull Devon up to his feet and kiss him deeply, my hands roaming over his body. He moans against my lips, his hips grinding against mine.
"I want you," he whispers, his voice ragged with need. "I need you."
Before I can respond, Kyle is dragging Devon and me into his arms. He kisses us both, his massive arms encircling us as his aching cock throbs against my hip.
"Oh, god," Devon gasps, his body trembling for us. "I want you both so bad."
"On the bed." Kyle nods his head in the direction of the bed. Even now, he's so dominant. An alpha to the core.
Devon scrambles to comply, lying back on the bed and spreading his legs. His cock is hard and leaking, his body flushed with desire.
"You're so fucking perfect." My voice is low and husky as I climb onto the bed beside him, kneeling by his head.
Devon's eager lips close around my cock once more, his tongue swirling over the tip as he sucks me.
