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Sheamus' jean were open and pushed down over his hips, his cock resting now limp as his shirt held the evidence of what had transpired. His body laid sprawled across the bed passed out again.
"Randy." John panted as he looked at the ceiling feeling limp. "That was fucking unreal. Then you worry about me not wanting you. I literally can't move right now. I feel like I've orgasmed about twenty times back to back. We just had sex that would make a porn star jealous."
Randy chuckled. "Well I think I had a little help...but I guess I can still take that..." He smirked. "I wonder what would happen if I just touched those spots."
"No, please." John protested weakly. "My body shudders just imagining it."
Randy gave a weak laugh. "Ok, Baby boy...I'll behave...for now...Though I am surprised we didn't have someone pounding on the door for you to quiet it down." He blushed slightly. "Oops...oh well."
"Oh, damn...Marc!" John slapped his hand over his face. "Now you see why I am such a big believer in using gags. Hope he didn't hear me calling out your name."
"Well if he did...I guess we will figure something out, Baby. As for gags...I like when your mouth is full of something else..." He chuckled. "Of course since I was fucking you...it would of been Shea stuffing your mouth full." He gave a faint moan, "Hmmm the image of you getting filled from both ends."
"Fucking hot." John agreed. "Hey, I hope Shea is ok. He seemed pretty wiped. We both owe him a big debt of gratitude."
"That is true...well you think you can move to go check on him?" Randy smirked. "Or did we wear you out between us today?"
"No, I can go." John pulled himself up and slipped on his discarded boxers. "Damn. I need a shower. I've been filled by you both today."
Randy chuckled. "Well I think Shea got you twice didn't he...well you washed before your parents." Randy got off the bed to pull his shorts back on. "Guess we both can see how he is. I do want to thank him...plus maybe see what exactly he wants from me with this whole treatment thing."
John nodded and the two headed back to the guest room. John pushed the door open and walked up to the bed where Sheamus slept. "What the hell?"
Randy followed John to the room and paused next to John. "Hmm so what do we have here?" Randy bit his bottom lip, fighting a chuckle as he saw Sheamus sprawled on the bed, the sheets tangled down by his feet, jeans pushed down enough to expose himself, his cock still out & dark wet spots along his abs & on his shirt.
"Why was Shea jacking off by himself when he could have had one of us? John looked down in confusion. "He looks wiped."
"He does...um should we leave him to rest...or try to wake him to get clean? Damn that was a nice shirt too."
Randy got his answer when John walked towards the bed to bent over and gently shake Sheamus' shoulder. "Shea, Sweets, you hear me?"
Sheamus gave a light groan almost moan.
"Hey Shea, Man." Randy moved around to the other side of the bed. "It looks like you could use a shower...what to join us?"
"Hmmm?" He tried to slowly blink his eyes. When he realized they were really in the room with him a blush began to sweep over his face. "Oh fuck...um..." His eyes looked between the two guys.
"What's wrong Shea? Are you a little embarrassed that you got caught with your hand..." Randy reached down to pet Shemaus' soft cock, making it jump. "in the cookie jar?" Sheamus gave a shaky breath unsure where to focus. Randy's hand slipped lower to cup Sheamus' balls, cuasing the larger man to draw a deep breath at the touch.
"Sweets, where you being a bad boy?" John teased, winking at his flustered lover. "Jacking off here all alone thinking of us."
Sheamus gave a faint moan as Randy cradled his balls. "Ay-aye, An-angel...I do-don't know wh-what came over me...or..." He gave another moan as Randy kept almost rolling his balls in his hand. "Ye...ye two we-were playing weren't ye?"
"What's that got to do with what you were doing, Babe? Hmmm?" Randy gave a light squeeze.
"Ti-ties to Jo-John...ma-maybe ev-evne ye to-tonight...fe-felt it..."
Randy looked a little in shock. He didn't let go, but stopped the teasing. "You could feel what we were doing?"
"The emotion of it...wa-was like a st-strong wave of pleasure..."
"Ah...we both may of been guilty of that...it seems that if I kiss or bite John in places you already have him marked...well it stirred up very strong erotic feeling in him."
"Damn, Sweets, Randy had me flying." John looked down at his Irish lover. "He was licking and biting on the marks you made earlier and I thought I might pass out from pleasure. I felt like I was cumming over and over again every time he touched me."
"Mmmm sounds like it would of been interesting to watch..." Sheamus almost shamelessly admitted.
"So you want to get up...or you want me to continue?" Randy asked with a faintly impish smirk.
"To..." Sheamus moaned as Randy gave another light squeeze. "Th-that's playing dirty."
"Your point?" Randy smirked.
"Th-three times today..."
"So what is wrong with four?" Randy moved down so he could lick along Sheamus cock then drawing it into his mouth.
"Oh damn..." Sheamus couldn't help as he moaned, arching his back. John stood back and watched Randy bring pleasure to his Master. It was a beautiful sight. "Feels good doesn't it, Master?" John whispered, his voice husky. " I know how wonderful Randy mouth feels."
"Aye..." Sheamus moaned as Randy drew more of his cock into his mouth. Randy moaned as it hardened for him. He tightened his lips as he pulled up to stretch out the still pliable flesh. Sheamus' head pressed against the bed his chest heaving for heat breath. "God...Mo Ghrá pure sin...yer both...such sinful things..."
As Randy worked his lips up and down Sheamus' now firm shaft as he helped work Sheamus jeans even lower. He cupped the larger man's balls again but this time allowing a few fingers to brush over the sensitive flesh that rested right behind them. Sheamus moaned his eyes darkened and hooded from lust as he moved his legs to open himself more to Randy's actions. John had his boxers lowered as he was pumping his once again hardening shaft to the erotic sight. "Damn...Fuck, yeah…spread your legs open for Daddy, Sweets." Randy moved his fingers to brush between Sheamus' cheeks. Sheamus moaned as his hips moved to pump himself deeper into Randy's mouth. Randy pulled his lips away to look at Sheamus' face as it was coated with a sheen of sweat.
"You want me to continue to taste you...or would you prefer I fuck you?"
"Fu-fuck me pl-please. Been so long..."
"Johnny, we have any lube in here?" Randy sucked on his fingers before he used then to begin to prep Sheamus. The larger man bit his lip as he tried to relax at the intrusion.
"No, I'll be right back." John left his boxers off as he sprinted back to his bedroom. He reappeared less than a minute later, holding the lube. "Here you go, Baby." John handed the lube to Randy.
"Thanks, Babe, you are just anxious to see me splitting your Master wide with my cock aren't you?" Sheamus gave a shaky breath from those words unsure if excitement or nerves. Randy squeezed some on the fingers that were already stretching Sheamus as they pulled out some. They now moved a little more freely and Randy crooked them to brush Sheamus' sweet spot that caused the large Irishman to crow loudly as jolts of pure pleasure shot through his body.
John stroked his cock again as he watched his Viper make his Master moan. It was erotic as hell. "You used to be the reserved one of us...it is so nice to see this side of you." Randy told Sheamus as he brushed over that spot again. "You want more?"
"Aye...Mo Ghrá pl-please le-let me feel ev-every inch of ye..." Randy moved so he was firmly between the larger man's parted legs.
"I am so going to enjoy this..." He slowly stroked his own cock bringing it back to full hardness. He ran his cock between Sheamus' cheeks feeling the larger man shutter as the head teased the puckered flesh. He then started to push in slowly, he saw Sheamus' breath hitching in his throat. "Relax Shea...if you can't even deal with this...how will you deal with more later?"
"I know...Ju-just been a while..."
"I know, Babe...I know..." Randy stilled to allow Sheamus to adjust to him before adding even more. John kept silent as he watched the two men together. Randy and Sheamus looked perfect together, two gorgeous men finding pleasure in each other, Randy's bronze skin mingling with Sheamus' pale flesh. He cupped his balls, rolling them in his fingers as he took in the sexy sounds and sights. Randy felt as Sheamus relaxed, he then pushed deeper. He leaned down whispering to Sheamus. "The way you make John feel...can you...do that even if you are the one be-being taken?"
"I do-don't know..."
"To tired to try?" Sheamus nodded "Ok, Babe...another time then."
"Ye mean it?"
"Yeah...to love you, means to love all of you."
"Th-thank you, Randy...Mo Ghrá...now..." Sheamus smirked. "Fuck me before me Angel grows bored over there."
Randy turned to look at John, smirking. "Didn't you ask why Shea did things alone...what is your excuse, Baby?"
"It was just so hot watching you two…didn't want to interfere." John answered as he stroked his hard cock.
"Well that is a hot sight too...now come closer so your Master can see how hot you get watching him being taken by your Daddy." John blushed and walked up close to the two men, playing with his cock and balls as he watched Randy claim his Irish lover.
Sheamus moved his eyes toward John. Randy slowly pulled back then back in, taking his time. Sheamus gave a deep moan as Randy brushed over his sweet spot. "So good..." Sheamus moaned out biting his bottom lip. "Harder Mo Ghrá...please..." Randy started to move faster, harder, the thrust more like sharp jabs then long strokes that cause both men to begin to moan. Randy reached over, grabbing John to pull him closer. He pressed his lips to John's, kissing him in a lust filled hungry manner. "Damn...hot...mmmm" Sheamus panted between his moans. He loved watching as Randy's mouth devoured John's.
John opened his mouth, allowing Randy to taste him fully. He moaned as he began to jerk his throbbing cock hard and dirty. Sheamus' head began to swim again as he was consumed by the lust, passion and love in the room. He took a hold of his own cock stroking it. "So close...so...mu-much...oooooo" Sheamus' eyes screwed tightly shut as he was sweep away in his own wave of bliss, tiny convulsions running through his body. Randy gripped tightly on to John as his climax hit for the second time that night in such a short period of time. He moaned deeply as he continued to taste John's hot mouth. Sheamus' body milked him much the way John's had a short time ago. His body was shuttering as he gripped on to John. John moaned against Randy's lips as he came again, his cum filling his own hand this time, his body milked of every drop of his cum.
Randy slowly released John's mouth, all three men fighting for breath. Randy slowly pulled out earning a moan from Sheamus. Randy looked between Sheamus under him and John next to him. "Do we really have energy to shower...or sleep first?"
"I vote...sl-sleep..." Sheamus panted out feeling the waves of energy draining from his spent body.
"M-Me, too. I'm about to pass out. I came four times today." John sat down on the bed, his eyes heavy. "Although my ass is stuffed to overflowing with both of your cum."
"Ok. Fine we all catch some sleep...then shower when we get up."
"Well I don think I'll be moving...so I have middle...ye two pick yer sides."
"Well John's already over there...so I guess I'll take over here." Randy climbed next to Sheamus rested his head on Sheamus' chest still dampened with a mix of sweat and seed. To some it would be gross to Randy it was incredibly sexy. John snuggled in against Sheamus, wrapping his arms around his Irish lover, laying his head on Sheamus' back. "Goodnight, Master. Goodnight, Daddy. I love you both."
"Night, Johnny." Both men mirrored their words as they all drifted off they bodies all sharing a wonderful ache of sexual satisfaction.