Chapter 275 Tamed by Pleasure
Asher strutted toward the chair, grinning from ear to ear, his eyes drinking in the sight of the two gorgeous men before him—each with cocks hard, heavy, and twitching with need. He was starving for release, and tonight, he was going to indulge without holding back.
He dragged the two chairs closer, so close their knees brushed. Ezekiel's legs were already spread wide, and Jeremy soon followed, adjusting his seat to give Asher the full view he demanded.
Then Asher bent over—and Ezekiel went completely rigid.
That ass… flawless. Round, smooth, utterly tempting. It was like the heavens sculpted it just for him.
Jeremy, on the other hand, couldn't stop staring at Asher's cock. Long, thick, and fully erect—it pulsed with desire. Stunning didn't even begin to cover it. Seeing Asher like this, confident and raw, was intoxicating.
Ezekiel's cock twitched violently. The teasing was torture. He needed to be inside Asher now.
As if reading his thoughts, Asher turned and straddled the space between their chairs, his bare ass pressed into Ezekiel's lap, his face directly in front of Jeremy. Their thighs touched, their warmth surrounding him.
Then came that wicked, sultry smirk.
"Fuck me raw, Zeke," Asher breathed, voice like silk soaked in sin. "And Jeremy… let me suck that fat cock of yours until I'm dizzy and drenched. Don't stop me. I want to be ruined."
Both men smiled, breath catching. They were more than ready.
Ezekiel hesitated for a moment—he trusted Asher, but he never wanted to hurt him. Still, the hunger between them was undeniable.
Asher leaned forward and took Jeremy's cock in his hand. Without another word, he wrapped his lips around it and began to suck—slow and then harder, the sound of slurping filling the cave.
Jeremy arched his back, moaning, fingers threading through Asher's soft hair. His cock was too thick, and Asher gagged around it, but he didn't stop. He devoured every inch.
Meanwhile, Ezekiel cupped Asher's ass, spreading him open with one hand while guiding his cock with the other. He began teasing the entrance—rubbing his tip along the slick crease, pressing against Asher's puckered hole.
Asher moaned around Jeremy's cock, his body trembling at the stimulation. Then Ezekiel leaned forward and added his tongue to the mix—lapping at the hole, wetting it thoroughly with long, deliberate strokes.
Asher's entire body shook. "Ouch… f–fuck me," he whimpered, overwhelmed.
But he didn't stop sucking. Jeremy was fucking his mouth now, hips slowly rocking, his moans echoing across the stone walls.
Asher wasn't in control anymore. The pleasure was too much. He felt it—Jeremy's cock twitching, thickening.
"I'm gonna cum—haaa—fuck!" Jeremy cried, and he released deep inside Asher's mouth.
Asher paused, mouth full of cum. He swallowed it all, moaning softly, before licking the extra drops that stained Jeremy's hips. Not a drop was wasted. Then, grinning, he leaned in to lick the trail of cum that had spilled onto Jeremy's glowing abs.
Jeremy shivered, and with eyes full of love, leaned forward and licked the rest off Asher's face. Slowly. Intimately.
Then, at last, Ezekiel pressed in.
Asher's body jerked forward, mouth leaving Jeremy's cock as he gasped in raw pleasure. "Haaa—ouchhh—ahh!" he yelped.
"Breathe," Jeremy whispered gently, cradling Asher's face. "You're doing good. Just breathe."
Ezekiel took his time, slowly pushing deeper, letting Asher adjust. And once he felt the resistance ease, he began to thrust—deep, smooth strokes that made Asher's ass bounce and shake.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Ezekiel groaned, panting as he arched into him, pounding steadily. "So fucking perfect…"
Jeremy stood and moved behind Ezekiel, stroking himself. Watching was too much—he needed in.
As Ezekiel neared climax, his moans became louder, more desperate. Finally, with a final deep thrust, he exploded inside Asher, filling him completely.
Then Jeremy stepped in.
He positioned himself behind Ezekiel and slid his cock into him slowly. Ezekiel gasped—this was his first time letting another man take him. It felt strange… degrading… but fuck, it also felt so good.
He arched into the sensation, and Jeremy grabbed a handful of his hair, yanking gently before beginning to thrust hard, slamming into Ezekiel with wet, heavy sounds.
Asher, regaining his breath, turned around and straddled Jeremy's lap. He eased himself onto Jeremy's still-hard cock, gasping at the sheer stretch.
If Ezekiel had hurt… Jeremy was on another level.
"F–fuck," Asher moaned, grabbing onto Jeremy's shoulders as he slid all the way down.
Now, with Jeremy fucking Ezekiel, and Asher riding Jeremy, the rhythm grew wild. Bodies rocked. Moans filled the cave.
Jeremy thrust up into Asher, and with each movement, it shoved him harder into Ezekiel, who groaned in delirious bliss.
It was a chain reaction of carnal bliss.
Then Ezekiel came again, spurting all over Jeremy's back, gasping like he was out of air.
Jeremy reached down, jerking his cock with swift strokes, and came with a loud gasp—his load splashing over Asher's back and thighs.
Asher bent down and licked it all—then turned to Ezekiel's chest and did the same. Their tongues collided mid-lick, and they kissed, sharing the taste of Jeremy's release.
Breathless. Satisfied. Soaked.
"Shower time…" Asher whispered, rising on shaky legs and heading for the shallow pool tucked in the cave's rear.
He winced—his legs were aching—but he didn't care. He was glowing. Being pounded by two gorgeous men was the dream he never knew he needed.
Ezekiel and Jeremy followed, jumping into the water with a splash, laughter bubbling between them. Asher joined, curling into their arms like a sleepy prince between his loyal lovers.
"I love you both," he whispered, kissing their cheeks.
"Come on," he added softly, "Let's bathe together…"