Danny wants more

Ron lay back on the blanket, his energy spent, and Cheryl rolled to his side, her head on his shoulder, kissing it gently. Danny, meanwhile, was processing what had just happened and how it had made him feel. He decided he wasn’t done. The couple looked content, but he wasn’t—and anyway, Ron had said he would have to pay him back with his mouth, hadn’t he? If being taken by Ron was any indication, Danny was very curious how it would feel to take him in his mouth.

He crept closer, watching the loving couple as they whispered to one another in the afternoon light. Moving up Ron's long, strong legs, he eyed the beast that had been inside him. It was huge; he couldn’t believe it had fit. His girlfriend would never have been able to take it. Danny chuckled, but his breath caught as he realized Ron and Cheryl were watching him. Their gazes were expectant, Cheryl’s lips curled into a knowing smile, while Ron’s eyes smoldered with curiosity and approval.

Danny grinned, lowering himself over Ron’s semi-flaccid cock, letting his tongue hang low. One thing his girlfriend always said was that he had a great tongue. So he pressed it down on the warm flesh and licked, dragging his tongue along the length in slow, deliberate strokes. Ron groaned, his deep voice resonating in the quiet air as his hand gripped Danny’s shoulder, holding him steady over the growing erection.

Danny paused, waiting for permission, his heart pounding in his chest. When Ron pushed him lower, his hand firm but encouraging, Danny eagerly continued. His tongue explored every ridge and vein, savoring the salty, musky taste that was entirely Ron. He worked his way down to the heavy, full balls beneath, rolling them gently with his tongue as Ron groaned louder, his hips lifting slightly in response.

Cheryl watched, her hand drifting to her own body as her breaths quickened. “You’re amazing, Danny,” she whispered, her voice trembling with desire. “I love watching you both.”

Danny’s confidence surged at her words. He returned to Ron’s now fully hard length, wrapping his lips around the tip and sucking gently. Ron’s groan turned into a growl, his hand threading through Danny’s hair as he guided him lower, encouraging him to take more. Danny obeyed, his mouth stretching to accommodate the girth as he lost himself in the act, his own body responding with renewed heat.

Ron’s voice was rough and commanding as he growled, “Good, Danny. Just like that. Take it deeper. Show me you can handle me.” Danny moaned around the thickness, his movements growing bolder as he worked to please the man above him, his heart racing with exhilaration and pride.

The texture of Ron’s skin, the velvety smoothness of his cock against Danny’s tongue, mixed with the taste of salt and musk, created an intoxicating sensory overload. The air was thick with the heady aroma of sweat and desire, each breath filling Danny’s lungs with the unmistakable scent of their shared passion. Cheryl’s soft sighs and whispered encouragement only fueled Danny’s enthusiasm. He could feel the warmth of Ron’s thighs against his cheeks, the faint tremor of tension in the older man’s muscles as he edged closer to release.

Ron’s groans deepened as Danny pressed further, his throat accommodating the entirety of Ron’s length. The stretch was exhilarating, the way the heat and pressure filled him completely, every nerve alive with sensation. Cheryl leaned closer, her hand sliding along Ron’s chest, her eyes filled with awe and hunger as she whispered, “He’s perfect, isn’t he?”

Danny felt a surge of pride at her words, his movements growing more assured. His hands cupped Ron’s hips, guiding him to thrust deeper as Danny adjusted to the rhythm. Ron growled low, his hands gripping Danny’s head, his control fraying as he murmured, “You’re incredible. Just like that. Take everything I give you.”

Cheryl’s fingers traced lazy patterns on Ron’s skin, her touch soothing and grounding. The warmth of her hand contrasted with the slickness of sweat beneath her fingertips. “I love seeing you like this,” she whispered, her voice tinged with both affection and arousal. Her lips brushed Ron’s shoulder as she murmured, “Let yourself go. He can handle it.”

Ron’s pace quickened, his movements becoming more urgent as he lost himself in the sensation. Danny’s throat relaxed further, his body instinctively adjusting as he felt the first tremors of Ron’s release building. The musky scent intensified, the warmth of Ron’s body radiating against Danny’s cheeks as the older man let out a guttural moan.

When he started moaning "Oh... I'm getting there, I'm getting there," his pace unconsciously increased. His hands encircled Danny's neck, pulling him up slightly as his thrusts grew more deliberate but never harsh. His balls slapped against Danny’s chin with each motion, a tactile reminder of his overwhelming dominance. "Oh baby, he’s wonderful. Oh babe," he muttered as his climax approached.

Danny felt Ron’s body tense, the thickness of his cock swelling just before his release. With a final, sharp thrust, Ron cried out, “I’m... cumming!!” His cock erupted, spilling his cum deep into Danny’s throat. The sensation was overwhelming, the salty heat hitting the back of Danny’s throat and seemingly shooting straight to his core. Each pulse was like a wave, powerful and relentless, and Danny could feel every contraction of Ron’s body as he emptied himself completely.

Danny’s eyes fluttered closed as he swallowed, the warmth spreading through him like a fire. He relished the taste, the texture, the way it coated his tongue. As much as he was savoring the moment, the need for air finally **** him to pull away. Ron’s cock slipped from his mouth, still twitching, and a final rope of cum splashed against Danny’s neck and chest, its heat a vivid contrast to the cool air of the room.

Cheryl’s gaze was transfixed, her lips parted as her fingers moved in slow, deliberate circles between her legs. “You’re amazing,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Both of you.”

As Ron’s breathing slowed, he gently pulled Danny up, his hands cradling the younger man’s face with a surprising tenderness. “You’re something else,” Ron murmured, his voice filled with warmth and approval. Danny grinned, his cheeks flushed, his lips glistening as he looked up at Ron with pride.

Cheryl leaned over, her lips brushing softly against Danny’s, tasting the faint saltiness that lingered there. Her kiss was warm and inviting, her voice low and affectionate as she said, “You’ve surprised us both. And we’re not done yet.”

The three of them lay together, their bodies tangled in a harmonious heap, the air heavy with the scent of their passion and sweat. The bond between them felt unbreakable, their shared intimacy leaving them breathless and yearning for more.