Whirlwind by Bailey Bradford (reading the story of the .txt) 📕

over his shoulder and nearly came on the spot as he watched Jordan dragging his cock up and down Stefan’s crease. The slick moisture making his dick glisten had to have been Stefan’s own spunk.

“Fuck,” Gideon ground out.

“I remember what he said,” Jordan panted out. “He was going to fuck, not get fucked.”

Gideon took a minute to process that. All he could reason out was Jordan meant Stefan had told him he was going to that fucked-up bar to fuck someone, not get fucked. Jordan wouldn’t fuck him unless Stefan wanted it.

Gideon wanted to fuck them both, and he wanted to watch Stefan take Jordan, see him open up Jordan’s ass slowly, stretching him and making him beg to be filled.

Jordan bit his bottom lip then released it. He paused in humping Stefan’s crease long enough to say, “You’re thinking dirty, dirty thoughts, Gid. What are they?”

Stefan hissed and wiggled his butt. “Don’t stop,” he said over his shoulder before looking back at Gideon. “What? Tell us.”

Gideon reached for and found Stefan’s cock, already growing hard again. He fisted the base. “I want to see this in his ass.”

Stefan wasn’t the only one who moaned at that. Jordan’s hungry sound convinced Gideon he’d get to have his wish, sooner rather than later.

“Ever had anyone suck your cock?” he asked Stefan.

The squeak he got in answer was adorable.

Gideon slid down Stefan’s body. He didn’t draw out the torment. Stefan had never had a blow job, and that was all kinds of a shame, but it was also thrilling to Gideon, knowing he’d be Stefan’s first. He sucked the crown past his lips and swirled his tongue under the ridge.

Stefan mewled and clawed at his head. Gideon reached beneath him. He let go of the base of Stefan’s shaft so he could fondle Stefan’s balls. With his other hand, he palmed Jordan’s balls from between Stefan’s legs.

Jordan cursed and began fucking Stefan’s crack faster, driving him against Gideon. That was fine with him, he wanted Stefan to go to town on his mouth. He sucked strongly and Stefan yelped. He thrust his hips and Gideon hummed his approval, wanting more.

Stefan gave it to him, bucking without rhythm, instinct driving him after the ecstasy Gideon’s mouth was promising him. Gideon almost gagged as Stefan’s cock breached his throat, but almost as soon as it was there it was gone again, Stefan withdrawing and shoving back in part of the way.

Gideon gave both of his men’s balls a squeeze. Jordan’s shout rang out right before Stefan’s. Spunk jetted into Gideon’s mouth. He swallowed eagerly once he let the flavor of it permeate his senses.

Then he was being pushed back, and he didn’t know or care where he was going to land because Stefan was on him, licking and sucking at the tip of his shaft.

Jordan straddled Gideon’s chest and tapped his lips with his softening, wet cock. “Open.”

Gideon did, gasping as Stefan sucked him hard. Jordan thrust inside, the girth of his dick bringing an ache to Gideon’s jaw.

Gideon looked up at Jordan, pleading silently for him not to leave again. Jordan grunted but he gave the tiniest of nods before fucking Gideon’s mouth.

Stefan cupped Gideon’s balls. He took a good half of Gideon’s length into his mouth then he came back up. He fisted the lower half of Gideon’s cock before proceeding to suck him in again.

Gideon hollered around the mouthful of cock he was sucking on. Jordan framed his face, holding onto Gideon and staring into his eyes as he drove repeatedly into his mouth.

When they’d been living beings, they’d both had incredible stamina, but now Gideon thought he could fuck all day and night and not have to stop. Stefan and Jordan must have felt the same. Stefan had come twice already, but Gideon was pretty sure he was feeling Stefan rubbing a third erection against Gideon’s calf.

And Jordan was close to coming again, his cock swelling, that thick vein throbbing beneath Gideon’s tongue. Jordan tightened his grip and snarled as he drove himself into Gideon again and again. At the same time, Gideon’s dick was encased in such silky hot suction that his brain was surely scrambling.

Then a press of a fingertip to his hole sent him over the edge. No one ever touched him there, hadn’t for years and years. To feel a timid, bare touch was more stimulating than Gideon had ever remembered it being.

He tried to shout, but his mouth was stuffed full. Jordan did, though, bellowing and pumping his load over Gideon’s tongue. All Gideon could do was shake and moan as his climax tore him apart with a thousand strands of pleasure.

He was vaguely aware of Jordan pulling his cock free. Gideon’s vision was blurry and he was achy in spots from the physical fighting of earlier, but he honestly didn’t think he’d ever been happier in his entire life than he was right then.

Chapter Eleven

He was going to have to tell them. Stefan pried open his eyes. They were cuddled so perfectly together, the three of them, but Stefan’s conscience was kicking him in the gut. He sat up and both Gideon and Jordan grumbled.

The two men were battered, bruised—though not as badly as if they’d been alive. Still, they’d got those marks trying to protect him. He touched the worst one on Jordan’s cheek.

Jordan opened one eye. “Fuckin’ Conner,” he groaned.

Stefan cocked his head. “Conner?”

Jordan moaned and rolled onto his back. “Yup. Guy can throw a punch.”

“’Specially when we aren’t trying to duck ’em,” Gideon said from Stefan’s other side.

Stefan frowned back and forth at them. “What are you talking about? When did Conner do this, because I saw Jordan right before I went—” Well, maybe bringing up the whole bar thing wasn’t a good idea.

“Before you went looking to get some ass,” Gideon finished bluntly. “If we hadn’t been such self-centered dicks none of that would have happened. I’m sorry, Stefan. I didn’t think you’d believe I’d just blown you off.”

“Same