Teamwork: Chapter 17

     Roman took hold of Dean's wrists and pulled them up over his head, pinning them down with one hand as he waited for a reply. The look of conflict on Dean's face was cathartically beautiful, ice blue eyes wide with need, pink tongue restless in his mouth. He was more than ready, he just needed to find a way to push the actual words out, to will the thought into action. Ro flipped his hair over to one side and started to kiss and nibble on Dean's neck, moaning into his ear as he continued gyrating on top of him. He brought his knee up and nudged the smaller man's thighs apart, maneuvering himself between them.
     Dean instinctively pulled his knees up, wrapping his legs tightly around the body above him and squeezing. His moans got louder as he felt Roman's heavy cock jostling against his own, but he still didn't speak.

 Ro was starting to lose patience, frustration slowly creeping in. Never had he seen anyone resist his own desires this steadfastly. He tightened his grip on Dean's wrists and brought his mouth to his ear, purring, "What's your problem, anyway? You let Seth fuck you, but you don't want me? How come?" his voice getting a bit plaintive toward the end of the sentence. His thick tongue captured Dean's earlobe and pulled it into his mouth, sucking and moaning, trying to drive him to the brink of desperation, but also driving himself there at the same time. He bucked against the warmth of Dean's crotch and groaned. "Look at this fucking dick right here," he said, grabbing himself at the base and brandishing his cock like a weapon. "You see how much it wants you?"

"Yeah, I see it," Dean finally replied, looking down between them. "But...is that just your dick talking, or is that you? he asked hesitantly.

Ro froze, his steely eyes meeting Dean's. "Huh? No...of course not, it's...wait, is that what this is about? You think I just want to fuck you because I happened upon you guys getting it on?"

The look in Dean's eyes told him everything he needed to know, but he still couldn't believe it. He hadn't even considered the possibility that Dean might need to know he was wanted too. "Oh, baby, I'm so sorry," he said, letting go of his cock and bringing his hand up to wrap around the back of Dean's neck, pulling him closer.

Their mouths came together in a deep kiss, full of urgency and unquenched desire. Dean moaned loudly, eyes rolling back in his head as Roman rocked back and forth on top of him, grinding needily against his ass, legs still locked around his midsection. He pulled back, his ebony mane concealing part of his face, eyes alight with passionate energy. "I've wanted this for as long as I've known you. To get to hold you like this...without having to punch you at the same time, that is." Roman laughed, his face breaking into a sweet smile.

Dean chuckled as well, relieved that the tension had been alleviated somewhat. He took a deep breath, looking up at Roman with sincere appreciation. "Thanks. That means a lot," he replied, swallowing hard. "Now please...fuck me. I want you in me so fucking bad right now, I'm not even kidding."

Roman's smile grew bigger as he pulled away, stripping off all of his remaining clothing and coating his formidable length with lube. He pounced back on top of Dean, grabbing him behind the knees and pushing his legs toward his chest, leaving his pretty hole helplessly exposed. "Oh, I'm gonna get up in you, don't you worry about that. You just hold on and try not to get bucked off," he said, staring down at Dean's painfully hard cock. "Because I'm gonna make you cum harder than you ever have in your life."

"Yeah, please...do it...I want to...cum...while you...fuck me," Dean replied in gasps as Ro slid the head of his dick around in the crease of his ass cheeks, trying to zero in on the one pliant spot he was aiming for. When he found it and pushed, he was pleasantly surprised to find that it swallowed him up eagerly, even though it was still breathtakingly tight and hot.

The Samoan saw stars shoot across his field of vision for a few moments, overtaken by the sudden assault on his senses. He shook his head and flipped his hair back, running a hand down to Dean's ass and giving it a hard slap, loving the feeling of that slick sheath squeezing around him. "Mmmm, looks like I was right all along...that ass is made for my cock, isn't it?"

"Fucckkkk yesssss," Dean whined, looking down between his splayed legs to watch Roman's full length slowly disappearing inside of him. "Take it...fuck it...use it," he growled, his voice dropping an octave as he let his head fall back onto the bed and relaxed into it. The relief he felt at that moment was undeniable. He knew that now, he didn't have to resist or hide anything any more. He had his two best friends with him, and they were doing what they had all been wanting to do all along, and they didn't need anything or anyone else to make it better. It was perfect.

Just then, he noticed Seth crawling up onto the bed behind Roman, his gaze locked on the sight of what was happening at the junction of the two rutting bodies in front of him. He had his still-hard cock in his grip and he was stroking himself steadily, mouth hanging open, completely entranced. He leaned over to get a better look, biting his lip as he watched Dean's asshole stretching to accommodate Roman's huge, thrusting rod. He groaned aloud and stroked his cock faster. "God, you guys look fucking awesome...soooo fucking hot," he said, a tinge of envy in his voice.

Roman sat back on his heels, still moving his cock in and out of Dean's hole slowly, and gave Seth a sly smirk. "You wanna watch this, don't you, you little fucking whore? I bet you'd love to get your dirty little hands and mouth all over us right now, wouldn't you?"

"Ohh yesss," Seth answered instantly, eyes greedily devouring the sight. He kept stroking, but made no move to touch them, instead looking plaintively at Roman for his approval.

Roman gave a slight nod of his head, indicating it was ok to proceed. Before he could say anything, however, Seth had already positioned himself directly behind them and had his face about a foot away from the action. He ran his hands over Roman's voluptuous ass, testing the firmness with a little squeeze. Ro moaned and leaned back over Dean, moving in to kiss him again as he began to pump his throbbing dick harder into that dizzying, maddening heat.

As the two men continued to fuck in front of him, Seth couldn't stop looking at Roman's tiny asshole winking at him as he pounded his meat into Dean relentlessly. He wanted to lick it so bad, but he didn't want to get into trouble for it. Instead, he stuck a finger in his mouth to wet it, then rubbed it around the small entrance gently, being sure to move with them. To his surprise, Ro moaned louder and slowed down his pace, pushing his ass back further than he normally would on the out-stroke. He moved onto his elbows and knees, cock still buried inside, and looked back. "Do it, slut. Lick my ass. I know you fucking want to." He reached back, grabbed Seth by the hair, and shoved his face into it until he felt Seth's warm, wet tongue squirming ecstatically, rapturous moans buzzing against his sensitive flesh. "Mmhmm, yeah...eat that ass, you fucking whore," he encouraged, moaning even more when Dean started pinching his nipples between his teeth, trying to get him to resume the fucking he was giving before they were interrupted.

"Man, you guys are both just big sluts for me, huh? Got you all dickmatized, don't I?" Roman teased cockily, working his cock in a bit deeper, his round ass flexing against Seth's face. The moans that came from both Dean and Seth then said more than mere words could ever express. He laughed, hardly able to believe that what was happening was really real. But it was. And at that moment, he felt like the luckiest guy in the entire world...