Punk Rock-A-Bye Baby(5)

Angel gave one last thrust of his hips and sucked until his cheeks hurt – until all of Tommy’s cum was in Angel’s belly where it rightfully belonged. Tommy pulled free, but Angel didn’t want to let go. He searched blindly for Tommy’s cock with his open mouth, like a baby bird begging for a morsel. Heat covered his face and a warm pair of balls brushed against his lips. Angel nipped at them with his lips, but Tommy’s sac was just out of reach. Angel opened his mouth wider and offered the orifice. He was rewarded with a brief taste before Tommy pulled away once again. Tommy dipped and bobbed his balls in and out of Angel’s mouth, but never gave him the chance to latch on. Oh, the torment! Angel didn’t want to be teabagged, he wanted to suck on those cojones!

While Tommy teased Angel with his balls, Jessi finally released Angel’s cock from her mouth, but her hand was still buried deep inside him. Was it two fingers . . . or three? His bottom was stretched and welcoming. He rotated his hips and pushed himself toward Jessi’s fingers, while he still blindly searched for Tommy’s sac with an open mouth.

The bed rocked as Tommy crawled away. His delicious musky sac was no longer within reach. Angel clamped his mouth shut and grunted with frustration. “I will get those huevos when you least expect it, Tommy Blade!”

Tommy’s laughter mocked him with playfulness.

Smooth wetness brought Angel back to the probing of his bottom. Lube was smeared around his hole, probably by Tommy. It was getting warmer with each second and grew hot. It was menthol and set his ring ablaze. Another finger – or was it two? – stretched its way inside. He recognized Tommy’s touch. Skilled by the guitar, Tommy’s controlled fingers plucked at Angel’s interior in a steady rhythm. Together with Jessi’s in-and-out movements and the heat of the lubrication, Angel was burning up from within. His lower half was alive with sensations. His body tingled, and his cock twitched.

All of the fingers inside of him vacated at once and left him with a wave of disappointment. It was too cruel. How could they tease him mercilessly and then—–

A wet . . . something . . . breached the tip of his hole. It was stiff, but soft and rubbery. And wide. Whatever it was, he wanted it inside him and pulled his knees up to his chest in order to open his bottom. The object pushed deeper, an inch at a time, and stretched him farther than both of Jessi and Tommy’s hands had a few moments ago. The menthol lubrication was localized and intensified by the slow insertion. Angel’s bottom was on fire. He rocked his hips. “Shove it in,” he whispered. “You two are tormenting me. Fuck me with that thing already.”

“Are you sure you want it?” A smile infiltrated Tommy’s voice. “It’s a huge fucking dildo.”

A dildo? They were fucking him with a dildo? He imagined the large phallus-shaped implement in his rectum. Normally, he wasn’t on the receiving end of anal insertions, but he wanted to be fucked by the giant dildo that Tommy and Jessi wielded. “Yes!” He rocked his hips again. “I want it all!”

Fingers, both Tommy’s and Jessi’s, massaged the passageway as they inserted the dildo deeper. Angel thought he was going to be ripped open for a moment, but it was an exquisite pain that he relished. He took several deep breaths to relax. One final push and the dildo bottomed out. He let out a long moan that was accompanied by a hefty sigh. The dildo came to life with vibration and reverberated through his bottom. It was a quivering mass of rubber that they pulled and pushed in and out of his body. It hit all of his nerve endings, and he was ready to explode again.

The bed dipped and swayed, and Tommy’s firm grip took hold of Angel’s cock. The bed shook again as Tommy straddled Angel. He positioned Angel’s cock right on his bottom, while Jessi still worked the vibrator.

Jessi held Angel’s cock with one hand to steady it, but Tommy could have sat on it without any support. It was an immovable rod, standing tall from its thickness. Tommy’s entrance was already open, probably prepared by Jessi, and Angel’s cock slid inside with ease. Tommy sat on it with his full weight to maximize penetration. Their balls slapped together as Tommy thrust himself up and down.

The same burning menthol lube that was on Angel’s bottom had been smeared on his cock. The heat from the thick rubbery vibrator inside his bottom met the heat from above and turned Angel’s lower half into an inferno. Flames shot down his legs, and he shook from his navel to his knees. Nerve endings jumped and quivered from sensory overload. He was sandwiched between the enormous dildo Jessi operated like a master and the downward, relentless thrusts of Tommy’s hips from above. Ecstasy took Angel’s breath away, and he gasped for air. An intense orgasm sealed his lungs. No oxygen moved in or out. His mouth gaped open like a fish while his body shook and writhed. Spots swam behind his masked eyes. He was floating on a cloud of bliss so euphoric he didn’t need air. The pleasure coursing through his body was sustenance. Neither Tommy nor Jessi showed any signs of slowing their rampage on his body. Angel’s muscles quivered with fatigue, his shoulders jerked off the bed, and his wrists pulled at the restraints above his head. Air finally infiltrated his lungs with a deep, gasping breath. He panted with harsh grunts as his body slowly floated back down to earth, and he collapsed with sexual exhaustion. His body went limp. He had no strength left. He had no idea how long Tommy and Jessi continued their assault. They fucked him until he was numb and incapacitated.