In your dreams

Dean ultimately thought that he wants to fuck Brooke on his own, he didn’t want to share Brooke tonight, he wanted to take charge again and take his woman back.

As far as Dean is supposed to know, the only thing Brooke has done with Richard was the events of last night, just sucking his dick. Dean didn’t want Richard to fuck Brooke in front of him. It was one thing for Richard to be fucking her behind his back but in front of him was a different story, he couldn’t let this happen with the Master Plan’s goal so close within reach.

“So what do you say?” Richard said waiting for an answer.

“In your dreams” Dean said with confidence. Dean was hoping that Richard was getting close to cumming and the only reason he suggested this was for that reason.

Richard didn’t like that answer Dean gave. His attention turned to Brooke who was still hard at work jerking both cocks off. Her naked boobs bounced with every stroke. Dean tried not to directly stare at them. Richard spoke to Brooke, “I can’t wait to fuck you in front of your boyfriend.” Richard grabbed one of her tits and gave it a good squeeze. This got Dean’s attention, he looked at what was unfolding.

Brooke was stroking Richard’s cock with a passion as he fondled her breasts. Dean could only see the back of her head because she was facing Richard. Dean couldn’t tell how she was feeling about all of this, whether she was enjoying herself or what. Brooke’s hand that was on Dean’s cock moved slow but still felt good, the sight he was witnessing made him want to cum, he had no control over Brooke’s hand and without her looking his way he couldn’t signal to her to slow down or stop so he wouldn’t cum first.

Somehow Brooke could feel his orgasm approaching, she looked back at Dean with an angry look, like ‘how are you about to cum?’

In a last stitch effort by Brooke she lowered her head down onto Richard’s cock. She started to suck his cock in hopes that he would cum sooner than Dean. This was a terrible idea on her part. The sight of her sucking Richard’s cock was going to send him over the edge. Dean had to look away. Brooke stopped stroking Dean’s cock and pulled her hand away but it was already too late.

Dean hips bucked up looking for some sort of help as he orgasmed squirting out a small load of semen on to his stomach. It wasn’t even a good orgasm because Brooke stopped touching him right before he came. Dean looked down at his cock in disappointment, “Fuck.” Dean lost.

Brooke came up from sucking Richard’s cock and looked at Dean. Dean met her stare, she didn’t look upset or happy but neutral, she mouthed the words ‘I’m sorry’ to Dean.

Richard smile just grew on his face. “Looks like I won, I’m ready to claim my prize.”

Dean’s heart sank.