"Fuck.."
His hand wrapped tightly around the base of his cock, matching the rhythm to your thrusts. You were Laila's—David's girlfriend's—longtime friend, trusted implicitly by her. David himself was in a whirlwind of confusion and arousal, he’d never expected to discover such a kink for watching his girl get fucked by someone else; but here he was, moaning through gritted teeth while jerking off.
"Will you be my partner in a cuckolding session?" Laila had asked you one day out of the blue.
The question was absurdly unexpected, yet here everyone was: You pounding into Laila with an intensity that left her arching and moaning; hair disheveled as cries echoed off the walls. And there sat David - sidelined yet far from uninvolved - grunting through clenched teeth as he stroked himself in time with your movements.
David struggled to pinpoint what exactly about this scene got him so riled up. Was it hearing his girlfriend moan and utter those throaty sounds, or witnessing each lewd slap when your hips met her ass? Perhaps seeing how perfectly you filled her up.. or feeling envious at how securely you held onto her waist while driving yourself deep inside?
Or maybe... maybe it wasn't just about watching anymore... What if he wanted to swap places with Laila? To feel what she's experiencing.. all at your mercy..
Wait.. what?
David looks at Kioro, admiring him. Muscular, strong body, disheveled, sweaty hair, brown eyes, black hair with blonde highlights at the roots, strangely attractive hands... David wonders what it would be like to have his hands around his neck.
Davids' breath quickens and his cheeks flush as he watches your body move in such an intimate way with Laila's. It's a primal sight, something that touches something deep within him. He can feel himself growing harder at the thought of being where she is, feeling what she feels. But it's more than just that; there's something about you in particular that has him captivated. Perhaps it's your strength, or your confidence... or maybe even the fact that he knows Laila trusts you so implicitly. Whatever it is, he finds himself wishing for the chance to experience what you two share.
Laila groans as you slam into her, every thrust driving the air out of her lungs and making it clear how much she wants this. And while David's body aches with desire for Laila, he can't help but find himself fixating on yours. He imagines what it would be like to feel those strong arms around him, his body pinned beneath yours as you thrust deep into him. It sends shudders through him and leaves his fingers tightening painfully around his aching erection.
He watches hungrily, lost in the primal display of desire before him, hardly noticing how desperate he sounds when he pleads, "Please... please can I?"
Kioro looks at David and smiles, winking at him. David moans and shudders, stroking himself faster. Laila realizes how much David wants to be in her place and growls, refusing to let David feel the same way she does.
David gasps and moans as he watches you grin at him before leaning down to whisper into Laila's ear. "Why don't you let your boyfriend feel how good it is?" She arches her back, looking up at you pleadingly with a desperate expression that only fuels his desire further.
It's then that he decides he can wait no longer; with a growl, David shoves Laila aside roughly and pushes himself onto his hands and knees in front of her, presenting his aching ass for you to claim. "Please..." he begs, voice shaking.
Kioro smiles and reaches down to bite David's neck, making him shudder. "So impatient..." Kioro positions himself on David's hole, making him moan while Laila growls and curses David for pushing her.
David's breath catches in his throat as you bite down gently on his neck, sending shivers of pleasure through him. His body trembles with anticipation beneath your touch, and he can feel himself already beginning to leak onto the bed behind him. He arches his back further, pressing his ass up into your waiting cock in an unspoken invitation.
As you slowly begin to push inside, David's fingers dig painfully into his own flesh, moans echoing through the room as you stretch him in ways he never knew were possible. His eyes roll back in his head, and he can feel himself growing more and more desperate for release. "Fuck me..." he whispers hoarsely between heavy breaths. "Please..."
Kioro licks where he bit and starts moving inside David slowly, but going faster every second.
David feels his body trembling with pleasure as you begin to move inside him, the sensation unlike anything he's ever experienced before. He arches his back further and digs his nails into his own flesh, trying to focus on feeling every thrust, every movement that pushes you deeper and tighter around him.
He can hear Laila moaning above them, the sounds of their lovemaking blurring together as he falls farther into the haze of pleasure. "So good..." he gasps out, his hips moving instinctively with yours as he tries to urge you faster, deeper inside him. "More... give me more." His voice is rough and shaky, but filled with desire as he begs for release.
Kioro tangles his hand in David's hair, pulling hard. Laila moans as she plays with her clit, watching David and Kioro together. Kioro laughs mischievously and leans down, his breath tickling David's ear. "Try not to cum so quickly, cutie."
David moans sharply as you pull his hair, the sting mixing with the pleasure in a way that makes him even more aroused. His hips buck against your grip, trying to force you deeper still as he begs for release. "Please..." he whimpers breathlessly. "I can't... I need it." As you continue to move inside him, his nails dig into his own flesh and his muscles begin to tremble with the effort of holding back.
Laila's touch only serves to make things worse as she teases herself nearby, her gasps and moans echoing through the room and driving him wild. "Fuck... I can't take much more..." he manages to get out between ragged breaths. His body tenses and shudders as release washes over him in a sudden, powerful wave, his fingers clawing uselessly at the sheets beneath him as hot,
David cums, but Kioro continues to fuck him mercilessly. Kioro bites David's shoulder and kisses it, leaving hickeys and blood marks on his body.
David cries out as he feels the first wave of release crash over him, his body tensing and shuddering beneath you. His vision blurs, and all that matters is the sensation of your cock filling him to the brink and beyond. He whimpers as you bite down on his shoulder, the pain adding another layer of intensity to the pleasure coursing through his veins.
"So good..." he moans, helplessly writhing beneath you. Each thrust drives him deeper into ecstasy, and he finds himself unable to think clearly or focus on anything except your body moving against his own. He arches his back off the bed, legs trembling as they struggle to support his weight, every muscle straining for release as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washes over him.
"Oh god..." he gasps, barely able to form words through his haze of pleasure. His
Suddenly, David faints. When he wakes up. He is lying in bed next to Laila, who was hugging Kioro's arm as he was scrolling through his cell phone, looking at social media. David was covered in bruises, his body was sore, and he had pain in his ass and back from Kioro's wild sex last night.
David wakes up with a groan, rolling over and burying his face in the pillow. His whole body aches from where he was used as a sexual object last night. He glances over at Laila, snuggled up close to Kioro, then looks back down again in disgust.
He's spent the morning nursing his sore muscles and trying to forget what happened. But no matter how much he tells himself it was just a one-time thing, deep down he knows there's something more going on here. Something that has him questioning everything about his relationship with Laila...and her friendship with Kioro.
He sits up slowly, wincing as pain shoots through his back and ass, then stands, stretching out stiff muscles. Maybe it's time for a serious talk with both of them. Or maybe he should just walk away from this mess before
Davia sighs and leans against the kitchen counter, wincing as the pain in her butt and back worsens. He hears the bedroom door open and sees Kioro coming out of the room, wearing only jeans and white socks. He had a shirt over his shoulder and sneakers in his hands, perhaps getting ready to leave.
David glances over at Kioro, then away quickly, feeling guilty even looking at him after what happened last night. "K-Kioro?" he stutters out, hands shaking slightly. He wants to ask why Kioro was in their bed with them, but can't bring himself to say the words.
The silence between them is thick and awkward, neither one knowing what to say or do. Finally, David decides on a neutral topic, hoping it will ease some of the tension. "You leaving?" he asks hesitantly.
Kioro smiles and walks up behind David, wrapping his arms around his waist and placing his chin on his shoulder. "Why? Do you want me to stay?"
David jumps slightly at the touch but tries not to show it. He hesitates before speaking, uncertain how much honesty he should reveal. "I mean... I guess it doesn't really matter," he says finally, voice tight with tension and conflicting emotions. "Laila is my girlfriend."
He feels Kioro nod against his shoulder but doesn't look back. The silence between them seems to stretch on forever, each moment feeling more awkward than the last. Maybe it would be better for everyone if he just spoke up, got everything out in the open. With a deep breath, David turns to face Kioro, meeting his eyes for the first time since they woke up together.
"I don't want to hide from things anymore," he whispers hoarsely.
Kioro moves even closer, pressing his huge body against David's tiny body. Kioro hides his face in David's neck and wraps his arms around his waist, like a sad child. "Do you have a backache? I'm sorry, and I was very rough last night."
David winces at the touch but doesn't pull away. "It's not that... I mean, it does hurt a bit," he admits quietly, running his fingers through Kioro's hair soothingly. "But that's not what this is about." He pauses, gathering his courage before continuing. "I don't know if you remember everything we talked about last night... all those feelings I had when I watched Laila with you..."
Kioro pulls back slightly, meeting David's gaze once more. There's an unspoken question in his eyes, and for the first time since they met, David doesn't feel the need to hide from it anymore. He takes a deep breath and says, "I think... I think I might be into guys."
The words hang in the air between them like a weight, but surprisingly, Kioro only seems taken ab
Kioro smiles and hides his face in David's neck again, breathing in his scent - something like sunset with strawberry - and making him shiver. "I'm into men and women."
David blinks, feeling a little overwhelmed by the revelation but also strangely relieved. He hugs Kioro tighter, returning the embrace with tentative eagerness. "Really?" he asks quietly, voice barely above a whisper. "I mean... I'm into girls and... you know. Maybe this was just like one of those experiments people do?"
Kioro shrugs against David's shoulder but says nothing, seemingly content to remain close for now. They stand there in silence for several long moments before Kioro speaks up again. "So what do we do now?" he wonders aloud, voice tinged with both hope and uncertainty.
David thinks about it for a moment before replying softly, "We could try dating... see where it goes?"
Kioro sniffles and bites David's neck, leaving another bruise on his body. "You're already dating Laila."
"That's... true," David admits, feeling a pang of guilt as he says it. He turns to face Kioro fully now, searching his expression for any signs that this is a joke or that Laila will be okay with this development. But Kioro seems genuine, and after everything that's happened between them, David can't deny the attraction he feels anymore.
"I... I don't know," he says slowly. "It's a lot to take in, you know? But I guess we could see how it goes." He pauses, mustering his courage before asking tentatively, "Do you think Laila would be okay with that?"
Kioro shrugs his shoulders in indifference and moves away from David, sitting on the sofa. Kioro puts on his shirt and starts to put on his sneakers, getting ready to go out again. "Try talking to her, although I don't think it will work anyway." Kioro finishes putting on his sneakers and looks at David over his shoulder, smiling mischievously. "If she doesn't want to break up, we can have a relationship behind her back."
David shudders at the thought of lying to Laila and cheating on her with Kioro behind her back. He takes a deep breath, steeling himself for whatever conversation might lie ahead. "I don't want to do that," he says quietly, finally finding his voice again. "She's been through so much... she deserves better than us hiding secrets from her."
He pauses, considering his words carefully before continuing: "Maybe it would be best if we took some time apart for now... let everything cool down a bit. We can figure out what we really want without hurting anyone else in the process."
Kioro snorts and gets up from the sofa and goes to David. Kioro towers over David, leaving him afraid that he will hurt him. Kioro grabs David's chin and kisses the lower lip he had bitten last night, almost an attempt to ease the pain. "I'm going to my house. Are you going to the party at my house tomorrow?"
David nods, feeling strangely relieved at the prospect of spending time with Kioro even if it means keeping things secret from Laila for now. "Yeah, I was planning on going," he says softly, reaching up to stroke Kioro's cheek gently. "I... thank you, for being understanding."
He pauses, trying to find the right words before continuing: "I promise I won't let this come between us." His eyes meet Kioro's, conveying a mixture of hope, fear and determination that he isn't entirely sure where it came from. But as Kioro kisses him softly on the lips in return, David feels a surge of warmth spread through his entire body, drowning out all doubts and uncertainty for now.
"I'll see you tomorrow," Kioro whispers before turning and leaving