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Chapter 25 by Lossleader2

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Competing Lust

Max took another sip of his drink. It was sweet and warm but he could taste the strength of the liquor and chased the feeling of weightlessness that would bring. He hoped Denver would finish whatever he was doing with Tanya soon.

“You look anxious. Don’t worry about us. We’re also just waiting for those two to finish their little reunion.” Darrell chuckled and Max felt like the butt of the joke.

“Isn’t Tanya with you? Shouldn’t you care that she’s down there with Denver?” Max asked haughtily.

Eddie shrugged. “Tanya is a free spirit. It’s what I like most about her. I would feel bad about keeping her from seeing what she was missing. She’ll be back once she realizes why she left in the first place.”

“And why is that?”

Eddie sighed. “Scoot up here. Let me help you relax and I’ll tell you all the gory little details, if you really want to know.” He patted his knee and gestured for Max to move closer. Max stood and walked over to him and he chuckled. “Let’s not be so forward. Come, I’ll give you a foot massage.” Max felt embarassed at how easily he would have just sat on the mans lap. He scooted his chair over and stretched his toned leg out to rest on Eddie’s knee. The dress fell away as his thigh slipped through the slit in the dress, giving Darrell a front seat view. Eddie began working his thumbs into the bottom of Max’s foot. His hands were rough and Max shifted a little in his seat, but the kneading began to hit the right spot quickly and he couldn’t help but enjoy himself.

“I know you have your little crush on Denver, and I don’t want to spoil that for you.” Eddie said as he molded Max’s foot in his hands.

“Please, enlighten me.” Max took another sip of his drink. He was starting to feel a little pampered.

“Denver is an impressive man. He’s definitely got the looks and he’s sharp. People like Denver do well in this world. Perhaps too well. Tanya recognized this and I fear you might learn the hard way as well. He uses people. He has too many options and a knack for finding more.”

“So he cheated?” Max was very curious.

“Not so much cheating as he would never feel the need to commit. Why would he? He’s fun for a week. I’ll admit I do get a little bitter thinking about the way Tanya looks at him. I’m sure she’s having a grand time right now. But when the high of the moment subsides, people like Darrell and I become the obvious choice. We’re dependable.”

Darrell nodded, his eyes running their way back and forth along Max’s outstretched thigh.

“So you’re boring?” Max teased.

Eddie and Darrell both laughed. “I wouldn’t say so but maybe Denver would. Just because I can commit to something, that doesn’t make me boring.” Eddie pressed his thumbs deep into the ball of Max’s foot and Max moaned a little as the pain and pressure gave way to an immediate relaxing pleasure.

“I think I see what you mean.” Max said flirtily.

“Your shoulders look like they could use some relaxing too.” Darrell said. Max nodded and he positioned himself standing behind him. His hands were smaller than Eddie’s but nimble. He placed both on Max’s shoulders and began to knead the tense muscles and squeeze his soft skin. Max tilted his head back as Eddie began working on his toes.

“I don’t begrudge your crush, and I wish you well with it, but I think it’s good for you to know what you’re getting into. I mean, we both know what he’s doing to Tanya right now.” Max imagined Denver pounding Tanya from behind. His muscular frame dominating her curvy form. He felt himself slipping into the moment and his cock began to fight against it’s cage. As if noticing this Eddie continued.

“I mean, he keeps you literally locked up. To be used but never to be pleasured. It’s a shame truly.” Eddie eyed the outline of Max’s caged member in his dress.

“There’s something about it.” Max sighed as Darrell’s strong hands pinched and prodded expertly along his shoulder blades.

“And that’s your right. But you deprive the world of your exquisite pleasure.” Eddie said, he worked his hands up Max’s calf, digging his fingers into the muscle with a calculated aggression. Max shifted his leg to allow Eddie more access. “Why don’t you let me remove your cage?” Eddie said smoothly.

Max was enjoying the massage but the pressure building around his bridled cock was getting uncomfortable. He nodded his agreement, words felt like too much effort. Eddie pulled Max’s chair closer and reached under his dress. He fumbled a bit with the plastic restraint, his fingers brushing up against Max’s warm sack and spreading over his pelvis. He tinkered for a moment and found the clasp. Relief flooded Max as the cage fell away and clacked to the ground. Eddie pulled back to massage Max’s thigh and watched as the outline of Max’s shaft pushed through his dress.

Darrell moved his hands down Max’s shoulder, pushing the straps of his dress to fall away by his arms. Darrell leaned in and kissed the bridge between his neck and shoulder. Max sighed and allowed him to continue planting kisses along his shoulder. Eddie’s hands crept up Max’s thigh again and he slid Max’s shaft into his hand. It was already erect and Eddie began gently stroking him under the dress. Max let out a moan as Eddie’s hand massaged his frustrated member.

“Such a lovely sound.” Eddie said, his other hand continued to knead at Max’s thigh. “Such a shame for it to be heard so rarely.”

“It’s not as rare as you’d think.” Max said breathlessly, the sensation becoming almost overwhelming as Darrell began to bite lightly at his neck.

“You may enjoy your servitude, but even one such as yourself deserves to be spoiled now and then.”

“You’re both making that point.” Max turned and kissed Darrell, his full lips pressing against his. “But I still enjoy serving more than being served.” Max said as Eddie’s strokes hastened. Max could feel an orgasm welling in his loins and he squirmed a bit hoping to savor the moment just a little longer. Eddie took this opportunity to slide his other hand and cup Max’s ass. He felt the toned muscle and squeezed it as he pumped Max’s shaft. Darrell’s hands had crept down and had begun massaging Max’s small breasts, pinching the nipples and twisting until just after it started to hurt. Max writhed between them as the sensations overwhelmed him. He could barely think beyond the moment he was currently experiencing, his libido had completely taken control. He had squirmed his way down in the chair to the point that his head was almost resting entirely on the seat. His body was arched over Eddie’s lap who had slowed his strokes to a teasing crawl. Darrell looked down at Max as he teased his sensitive nipples.

“Spit in my mouth.” Max moaned as he watched Darrells quietly handsome face hang over him. Darrell pursed his lips and spit down at Max’s face, it splashed on his cheek and Max opened his mouth wide, his tongue sticking out. “Spit in my mouth.” He insisted through hitching breaths. This time Darrell’s spit landed on Max’s tongue. He savored its warm taste on his tongue and then swallowed it. Eddie, snaked a finger between Max’s toned cheeks and pressed it lightly against Max’s tight entrance. Max gasped a little as the anticipation pushed the precum straight to the tip of his cock. His dress turned dark as the sticky clear liquid smeared across it. Eddie licked his finger.

“Delicious. You are magnificent.” He said as he applied his saliva to Max’s hole. He began to slowly poke his way in, the tight muscular ring squeezing down on his finger as his fingertip pushed past the folded edges of his rectum. Max was beside himself as the stimulation was becoming more than he could bear.

“Stop, hold on, hold on.” Max moaned as he tried to fight the wave about to crash.

Darrell and Eddie stopped as requested but did not remove their hands from Max’s lithe body. They watched as Max froze and spasmed and fought against the orgasm.

“There’s no reason to fight it. Give in to it.” Eddie coaxed.

“I don’t want to yet.” Max was slowly regaining control of himself. “I want to feel you both inside me.” Max sighed as precum continued to flow from the tip of his cock.

“We should probably do as she says.” Darrell said, half joking. Eddie smiled and nodded his agreement.

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