Guilt-Stricken Part 2

Ollie was grasping at the ends of the tub for support, his knees slipping against the ceramic as Rayzr shoved himself into him. he did an awkward sort of crawl on top of Thomas and spread his legs wide apart. he wanted Thomas just like he did rayzr, but in a different, more dominant sort of way. He stared dazedly at Thomas' eager whole, and stuck two fingers into it right of the bat.

The feeling of Ollie sliding over and around his arousal was something he never imagined he would ever feel. It was miraculous and everything exploded inside him. The pleasure intensified as Thomas moved against him, feeling the male squeeze a bit and he could only GUESS what Ollie did to the boy.

And Oliver was moving so perfectly against him, making all the right noises as he drove his ass onto Rayzr's dick. "Holllly Hell!" He moaned against thomas' lips.

Thomas was completely lost in a feeling that could only be described as ecstasy as he continued to grind against Ollie while kissing Rayzr. He felt someone spread his legs apart and shuddered as he felt something enter him. It wasn't unpleasant, that was for sure, was all Thomas could think as he unthinkingly went and bit on Rayzr's shoulder, barely containing the almost screams of pleasure from what Ollie, it must have been Ollie, was doing.

Rayzr grabbed a handful of Thomas' hair and bit his lip pulling him tighter and held the male up a bit. They were supposed to be doing this for Ollie, but somehow they managed to make Thomas more happy. Ollies face was below the line so Rayzr could only guess the magic he was making.

Rayzr was slamming into the man, his climax coming closer to the tip of explosion. His tongue was tasting all of Thomas that it could, all the while he was trying to focus on holding out for the man.