Roman used both hands to spread the pink cheeks on his lap, getting in close and watching his fingers plunging in and out of the slippery opening over and over again as Dean whimpered shakily, arms clutching Ro's thigh. He looked up at Seth, asking, "Why don't you give him some of that amazing tongue of yours, kitten? Make him really need that dick. I want him begging for it."
He nodded slightly to indicate it was ok to proceed, and Seth let out a long, enraptured moan as he buried his face between Dean's resilient mounds. He continued moaning loudly as he lapped wetly at the twitching orifice, the vibrations causing delicious stabs of sensation to go straight to Dean's cock. He in turn moaned louder, trying desperately not to hump Roman's leg.
Dean had never has this much attention paid to his ass before, and between Roman's fingers stretching him and now Seth's eager mouth licking and kissing that most sensitive area, he not only felt the familiar aching need from his excited cock, but he also felt that need coming from deep inside him, an itch that there was only one way to scratch. He swallowed hard as the realization hit him that he was most definitely about to be fucked by one or both of his teammates, but at that point he didn't care. The aching emptiness inside was growing and needed to be filled. "Please," he pleaded, resisting the urge to look back at Roman. "I need...something.."
Roman smiled knowingly, responding, "I know you do, but I'm afraid that's not good enough to deserve my cock. I'll give you a little something right now, but if you want that thoroughbred dick you gotta ask for it by name. Remember that."
Yes, Roman," Dean replied obediently, bowing his head down and arching his back.
"Go ahead, kitten, you get to do the honors. Ream that pretty little ass." Roman said to Seth, who was already moving into position. He held his stiff cock out and ran it up and down Dean's crack a few times before finding his small entrance and pressing himself in. His mouth dropped open as he gripped Dean's hips tighter and continued pushing, the hot tunnel greedily swallowing his entire length. "Fuck, it's so fucking good....oh my god, you're so fucking tight inside," he gasped, biting his tongue between his teeth and closing his eyes in ecstasy.
As Dean felt the jolt of being penetrated for the first time, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat, suddenly feeling embarrassed and guilty at the predicament he was in. What if someone came into the room right then and saw him bent over and taking it from behind like a fucking cheap slut? How would he ever recover from such an indignity?
Before his mind had the chance to freak out any more, Seth started slowly moving in and out, each thrust erasing more and more of his initial protests and replacing it with an intense feeling of surrender. "Unhh....fuck....ohhh, it feels fucking huge," Dean panted, squirming reflexively on Roman's lap.
"Yeah, that's right...good, isn't it?" Roman inquired, his hands kneading Dean's cheeks and squeezing them around Seth's pole. "Fuck, yesss..." Dean breathed, shuddering with pleasure.
Roman then began roaming his fingers over Seth's rhythmically flexing abs and pinched his nipples, drawing a breathy moan from the smaller man. "What about you?" he asked, looking down to watch Seth's slick meat pounding that greedy hole. "Is it as good as you thought it would be?"
Seth looked Ro in the eye with an appreciative grin, replying, "Soooo good....fucking amazing..." he jabbed his cock in hard, making Dean twitch and whimper louder. "You need to try this for yourself. Then you can say whose is better, mine or his," Seth teased, leaning in and kissing the Samoan as he kept working his cock deeper into Dean's backdoor.
"Oh, you know I will," Ro mumbled into Seth's mouth as he kissed back, "but you gotta get him to want it real bad first."
Seth grinned widely in affirmation before leaning over Dean's back and running his hands down along his sides, sliding them around to the front and dragging his fingernails up Dean's inner thighs. Seth pressed his weight down on top of Dean, pinning him between him and Roman's lap, and began to murmur suggestively into his ear while still slowly thrusting. "Mmm, God, you're fucking amazing. That ass is so tight, and sooo hot," he breathed, pushing in as far as he could go and holding it there as his fingers made their way up to Dean's chest and rolled his hardening nipples between them.
In response, Dean groaned loudly and shuddered, overwhelmed by the unfamiliar sensations. He was sweating profusely, and his cock was leaking a steady stream of pre-cum onto the floor in between Roman's legs. "Please, make me cum, I can't take this," he pleaded, desperate to have some semblance of control once again. He started pushing his hips back against Seth's, trying to find the spot that would set him off, but Roman had other ideas.
"Don't you DARE cum yet, you hear me, slut?" Ro barked, suddenly pulling back on Dean's hair and slapping him across the face. "You cum when I say you can...and IF I say you can, understand? Here, you need something else to focus on," he said as he unzipped his pants and freed his monster cock once again, holding it up in front of Dean's face. "Put this dick in that pretty mouth and suck it."
Dean did as he was told, eagerly swirling his tongue around the slick head and swallowing an impressive amount of Roman's thick shaft. Ro put his hands on the back of Dean's head and began to move him up and down as Seth resumed pumping from the other end. "That's it. Nice little whore mouth, sucking my dick like that," he encouraged, his own desire now starting to get the best of him as he watched the dirty blonde's mouth sliding over his tingling length.
As Seth watched, he couldn't help but start to pound Dean's exceedingly tight asshole, his throbbing cock desperate for release. "Unhhhh God, Mr. Reigns, I don't know if I can hold off much longer. It's sooo fucking tight...I can't..." he whined, driving all the way in and grinding insistently against Dean's prostate, making him gasp and shiver.
"YESSSS that's it," Dean cried, pulling his mouth off Ro's dick, a glistening thread of saliva still connecting them. "Don't stop...fuck me...I need it."
"Oh you do, do you? How bad does the little slut need it?" Roman inquired, giving Dean a couple of hard slaps on the ass with one hand and pushing his mouth back down on his dick with the other. After a few moments, he yanked his head back again, this time bringing their faces close together, lips almost touching. "Unhhh....please. PLEEEASE," Dean begged, eyes wet, shivering even though he was absolutely on fire.
"Please WHAT?" Roman antagonized, not satisfied with that generic of a response. "You gotta tell me what you need or else I can't give it to you," he purred, a beautifully sadistic smile spreading across his lush mouth. "Tell me what you need."
A few tense moments passed as Dean stared into Roman's eyes, unable to make any words come out at all. Ashamed, he broke eye contact, gaze dropping back to the floor. Sighing, Roman ran his fingers through Dean's tangled mop of hair, his expression softening somewhat before he looked up at Seth. "You- shut up and keep going until I tell you otherwise, or I will make you very sorry, you got that? You know what I want you to do...so do it."
Seth swallowed hard, wiping sweat from his forehead. He looked down at what he was doing and gathered as much inner strength as possible to not cum as he continued to pump deeply into that pulsing channel, assaulting Dean's sweet spot with every churn of his hips. "F-Fuck...ok...shit," he rasped, cursing himself for his lack of self-control. Finally, after a few deep breaths and some Zen-like focus, he had backed himself away from the edge enough to be able to give Dean some hard thrusts and get him where Roman wanted him- desperate and on the verge of orgasm.
"What do you think now, hmm?" Roman asked as he watched Dean's expression intently. "Know what you need yet? You ready to tell me?" he asked once again. To his surprise, Dean met his gaze, husking out a quiet "yes", mouth hanging slightly open. "I need you."
Immediately, Roman put a palm on Seth's chest, pushing him back. "Stop. That's enough. I got it from here, kitten. Nice job though," he teased as Seth whined in frustration. As soon as Seth pulled out, Ro threw Dean up onto the center of the bed and climbed on top of him.
As Roman moved over him, Dean could feel the long tendrils of hair tickling his sides, and before he knew it, the Samoan's maddeningly soft tongue was winding it's way up the side of his neck, teeth nipping at his delicate skin. Roman pinned Dean's arms down and began to rub their hard cocks together, rolling his hips and relishing in the contrast of softness and hardness. Dean writhed against the delicious friction, desperately wanting more.
"Well what exactly is it that you need from me? If you don't tell me, I can't give it to you," Roman smiled back, knowing he was almost there. "Just say the word and trust me...you'll get it."
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