Spike smiled as he opened the door. And why wouldn't he when being confronted by the sight of the two gorgeous young men who had given him so much pleasure over the past weeks and who, he was certain, had been pleasured in return.
Spike wondered if John Paul and Craig realised their fingers were linked together as they waited on Spike's doorstep for permission to enter, permission Spike was sure he would give them more than once that evening.
The younger men's hands separated naturally as they walked into the flat, shrugging off their jackets as they went and casting them casually over the back of the sofa. There was a deep sparkle in the blue of John Paul's eyes and Spike had a feeling there was something behind that glint, something that he would enjoy discovering.
Without comment John Paul reached for the buttons of Spike's shirt and began unfastening them.
"What, no hello or how are you?" Spike asked with a small laugh.
"Wasn't planning on it no," John Paul told him as he pushed the man's shirt from his shoulders and took a moment to admire the firm chest and strong arms of the man, letting his fingers trace lightly over the pattern of tattoos that decorated his skin.
"So what were you planning?" Spike asked with an excited curiosity. There was something strangely confident about John Paul's actions, a commanding assurance that Spike found incredibly stimulating.
"Well first off," John Paul said as he began to unbuckle Spike's belt, "I'm gonna get you stripped…"
"And then?" Spike asked with a deep swallow as John Paul began to ease his jeans and boxers over his hips.
"And then," John Paul said, lifting his gaze to take in the deep brown of Spike's eyes, pleased to see the lust shining darkly in them as he ran his fingers lightly over Spike's semi-hard cock, "then I thought I'd let you suck me and Craig for a bit… before…"
"Before?" Spike's cock throbbed as it grew harder under John Paul's teasing fingers and his seductive words.
"Well I would have thought that was obvious… then I'm gonna fuck you."
After taking a moment to pull the remainder of Spike's clothing from his body John Paul raised his hands to the man's shoulders and firmly pushed him to his knees, not that Spike put up any resistance but rather he fell willingly to the ground before the younger man.
With a half-smile playing across his lips John Paul held out his hand to Craig, beckoning the man to his side. Without taking his eyes from the hunger that glinted in Spike's gaze John Paul brushed his hand firmly over Craig's groin, forcing a small gasp from Craig's throat at the touch.
Slowly and deliberately John Paul eased Craig's zip down, his hand slipping easily into the warmth of Craig's boxers to wrap around the man's quickly growing erection. With his other hand John Paul unfastened the button at the top of Craig's jeans, pushing them open as he extracted Craig's cock from its soft cotton home.
Spike licked his lips as he watched John Paul's hand moving slowly up and down the length of Craig's hard cock, the foreskin moving fluidly and the deep purple head shining with droplets of precum. Spike shuffled closer on his knees but quickly found a restraining hand on his shoulder.
"Did I say you could move?" John Paul asked in a stern voice, making Spike tear his gaze from the object of his lust to look at the powerful dark blue pools of John Paul's eyes. "I'll tell you when you get to join in…"
Spike obediently fell back onto his heels, willing to watch as John Paul's firm grip continued to stroke Craig's cock, the man moaning softly as John Paul's fingers expertly caressed his length.
Without releasing his hold on Craig's cock John Paul began to unfasten his own trousers, pushing them open to pull out his own, fully erect cock, stroking it in time with Craig's, breathing heavily at the sensation and the feel of Spike's hungry eyes devouring him. It wasn't long before he wanted to be devoured in an entirely different way.
Taking a single step forward John Paul touched the tip of his cock to Spike's lips, smearing them with precum until they shone with his erotic lip-gloss.
"Suck it," John Paul said, pushing against Spike's mouth until the heat of it enveloped him. John Paul closed his eyes and let the pleasure of Spike's hot mouth wrapped around his cock, sucking hungrily against it, wash over him. Resting one hand on Spike's shoulder to steady himself John Paul thrust his hips slowly, pushing his cock deeper into Spike's mouth, his hand constantly stroking the length of Craig's erection as Spike's tongue lapped at his.
With a deep breath John Paul pulled back, reluctantly extracting his cock from the delicious pleasuring of Spike's attentions. Spike's eyes turned up to him, pleading and enquiring.
"We can't have Craig feeling left out can we?" John Paul asked, pressing his palm to Spike's cheek and turning the man's face towards Craig's groin.
Spike's lips parted eagerly to take the fullness of Craig's cock between them, sucking it deeply and lapping at its sensitive head to the appreciative sounds of Craig's moans. Craig bit his lip as Spike sucked hard against him, his breathing coming in shorter and shorter gasps the harder Spike sucked.
"You think you're something special don't you Spike," John Paul taunted, patting the head of his cock against the older man's hollowed out cheek as he continued to suck on Craig. "You think you can handle us both easily don't you… it's about time you proved it."
Without warning John Paul pushed his cock into the corner of Spike's mouth, forcing it wider open as it stretched painfully to accommodate both hard erections. Spike mumbled uncomfortably against the hard intrusion into his mouth but never once considered pulling back, instead he flicked his tongue against both leaking heads, lapping at the mingling drops of precum as he attempted to suck against them both.
Craig whimpered with intense pleasure as John Paul moved his hips slowly, causing his cock to rub up and down the length of Craig's as they pushed into Spike's mouth. A mixture of drool and precum dribbled from the corners of Spike's mouth as he struggled to adjust to the extra girth stretching his mouth.
John Paul watched with fascination as Spike continued with determination, unwilling to be beaten by the challenge that John Paul had set him, regardless of his own discomfort. John Paul loved the sight and the feel of his cock pushed up close against Craig's and a hot attentive tongue running over them both.
Finally John Paul pulled his cock from Spike's mouth, a fresh wash of drool coating the man's chin as Craig's cock was also extracted, leaving Spike swallowing the excess saliva that filled his mouth, together with the combined flavour of the younger men's excitement.
Moving to stand behind the older dark haired man John Paul pushed Spike forward firmly until he was resting on all fours, his round inviting buttocks raised for John Paul's approval.
John Paul let his hands stroke over the soft firmness of Spike's buttocks for a moment before parting them to reveal the deliciously tight opening nestled between. Guiding his cock, still slick and glistening, against that opening John Paul pushed forward firmly. He knew that, with no preparation, his sudden invasion of Spike's body would make the man cry out in pain, just like he knew that that was how Spike liked it, hard and fast and with an animalistic roughness.
As expected Spike let out a moan of pain as John Paul's cock forced its way deep inside, pricking at John Paul's conscience for a moment and making him hesitate.
"For christs sake don't stop," Spike demanded, "You said you were gonna fuck me… so get on with it…"
Gripping Spike's hips firmly John Paul drove his cock deep inside the hot, tight passage, forcing his way in until his balls slapped against Spike's body. Spike cried out in pain again, a moan that quickly turned to pleasure as John Paul pulled back before slamming deep into him again, over and over again, faster and harder until his brow glistened with sweat at the effort.
Spike closed his eyes as John Paul's cock ploughed into him, filling and stretching him to perfection, brushing against that perfect spot over and over making a variety of moans escape from his lips, together with growing demands for John Paul to fuck him harder.
"You talk too much," John Paul objected, "I think it's time Craig shut you up."
Spike opened his mouth to question the statement but his ability to speak was taken away as Craig's cock pushed past his lips, driving into his throat and making him gag. Craig held Spike's face firmly, forcing his cock deep inside as Spike began to suck against it again. Craig watched as his cock passed between those full lips, enjoying the sounds of Spike gagging when he pushed in too deeply, pushed further forward until the older man's nose was buried in his pubic hair and Craig began to fuck his mouth. He started slowly at first, but his pace soon grew as he looked towards John Paul and began to match the younger man's thrusts.
The room was filled with the sounds of grunting and panting as the two young men enjoyed the willing body between them, their eyes locked as they fucked Spike harder and faster.
Spike's cock ached for attention and he raised his hand to touch himself, whimpering around Craig's length as he took a firm hold of himself.
Without warning a sharp slap echoed through the room, a red handprint quickly glowing on his right buttock.
"Did I tell you to do that?" John Paul enquired. "I'll tell you when you get to come… and it isn't yet…"
Spike quickly replaced his hand on the floor. As much as he longed for release he was enjoying John Paul's dominance too much to consider disobeying.
With his fingers sinking hard into Spike's hips John Paul began to thrust faster, the hot tightness of Spike's body felt incredible and his desperate need to come inside it was growing second by second until he could hardly hold back.
Craig held Spike's face tightly, his hips moving faster as he fucked that expert mouth, the wonderful sucking and licking quickly pushing him towards release.
John Paul could see Craig's body begin to shake as his climax approached, the man's face shining with sweat as the moment of no return raced closer.
"Fuck him Craig," John Paul urged, "Come in his mouth… I want to see you make him drink every drop…"
Craig's eyes opened wide as he stared into the deep blue depths of John Paul's and could no longer hold back. He cried out his pleasure as his cock pulsed inside Spike's mouth, wave after wave of hot lust pouring into the older man's throat.
With a cry of his own John Paul let go of the orgasm he had been holding back and, thrusting his hips faster, his hard cock spilled its heat deep inside Spike's flesh.
As their climaxes passed, the two younger men staggered backwards, extracting their cocks from the homes that had given so much pleasure.
Licking his lips Spike slowly rose to his feet to be greeted by a soft kiss from John Paul's lips.
"That was fucking incredible," John Paul gasped appreciatively.
"It really was," Craig agreed with an equally gentle kiss to Spike's mouth.
Spike grinned at the compliments before casting his eyes towards his still fully erect, and totally neglected cock.
"Well if you want to return the favour," he said with a deep smile.
"Not right now," John Paul teased, "We're going out…"
"What?" Spike said with disappointment.
"Yeah… did I not say? Come on Spike… get your clothes on… there's somewhere I want to take you both."
"But… can't we… where…?" Spike cast a pleading look to Craig.
"Don't look at me," Craig said with a shrug, "He wouldn't tell me the plan either…"
"Trust me," John Paul said with a wink as he threw Spike trousers at him, "It'll be worth it!"
--
The late night streets of Hollyoaks village were quiet as the three men passed through. John Paul and Craig walked with a happy confident gait, their breaths misting before them in the chill of the night, whilst Spike followed on a few paces behind looking considerably more uncomfortable. His erection was as hard as it had been ten minutes earlier when John Paul had insisted that they were going out, and the constant rubbing of the fabric of his jeans was doing nothing to ease that discomfort. If anything he was getting harder by the second.
His eyes were fixed on the softly rounded behinds of the two younger men in front of him and he wanted nothing more than to drag them both into some secluded alleyway or darkened corner and show them exactly what a good hard fucking felt like.
But John Paul showed no signs of slowing down and the certainty of his stride peaked Spike's interest. John Paul obviously had a plan and Spike's cock was desperate to find out what it was.
"Come on Spike, keep up," John Paul called back to his dark haired lover in a teasing voice, making Craig laugh softly.
"Where are we going?" Spike grumbled as he increased his pace until he was striding alongside his companions.
"You'll see soon enough," John Paul taunted, "I'm sure you wont be disappointed." As if to illustrate his point John Paul let his hand brush over the hardness of Spike's confined erection making the man growl deeply in his throat.
After a few more minutes John Paul let out a laugh as he veered off to the right, disappearing into the shadows.
"John Paul where are you going?" Craig called after him.
"In here, come on…" John Paul's voice called back from the darkness.
Craig and Spike exchanged a look before Spike shrugged his shoulders and followed the path that John Paul had taken, leading into the woods surrounding Hollyoaks Village.
With a sigh Craig set off after the two men, ignoring the slight feeling of unease as he stepped into the shadows of the tall trees.
"Come on you two," John Paul laughed as he sprinted ahead, weaving his way amongst the trees for a few minutes before stopping to lean against a broad Oak as he waited for his friends to catch up with him.
"Now what?" Spike grumbled as he approached the blonde haired man.
"Oh I would have thought that was obvious," John Paul said with a grin.
Grabbing Spike's shoulders John Paul slammed the man's back up against the tall tree and kissed him roughly. Grinding his hips John Paul forced his tongue between Spike's lips as the older man moaned with desperation into his mouth. Spike's already aching cock strained painfully inside his trousers and the pressure of John Paul's groin rubbing hard against it made that ache all the more pronounced.
"Turn around," John Paul instructed as he stepped back to allow Spike room to turn and face the tree trunk. Taking a hold of Spike's arms John Paul stretched them out to wrap around the tree. "Now stay there till I'm ready for you!"
John Paul quickly turned his attention to Craig and, repeating his earlier actions, he quickly held the dark haired man tightly against the roughness of the tree's bark as he kissed him with aggressive passion and ground their groins together making them both moan deeply with reawakened arousals.
Pulling back John Paul gripped Craig's shoulders and turned him to face the tree, letting one hand run along Craig's arm to stop at his wrist which he quickly wrapped in the edge of the scarf he had been wearing, pulling it tightly around the trunk of the tree to meet with Spike's outstretched hand, which was then similarly bound.
Removing Craig's scarf from around his neck John Paul quickly tied the men's other arms together, leaving them strapped against the thick tree trunk and completely at his mercy.
"You know I could just leave you both there," John Paul said with a laugh.
"You wouldn't dare," Spike growled back.
"Might be fun," John Paul teased. "But then I can think of things that would be a lot more fun…"
John Paul's hands reached around Spike's waist and quickly freed the fastenings of the man's jeans before pushing them down below his hips. Spike moaned loudly as John Paul's fingers wrapped around his hard throbbing cock that had been so mercilessly neglected.
"Like tying you both to a tree and fucking you hard," John Paul breathed into Spike's ear, "That sounds like more fun doesn't it?"
Before Spike could answer John Paul was gone, moving quickly around to the other side of the tree, pulling down Craig's trousers and exposing the man's growing erection to the cool night air.
"What d'you think Craig?" John Paul asked as he grazed his teeth against the man's neck, "D'you want me to fuck you?"
"Christ you know I do," Craig whimpered as John Paul sucked against his flesh and stroked his hands over his soft round buttocks.
"You want my dick inside you don't you? Fucking you hard while Spike listens…"
With a throaty laugh John Paul stepped away and made his way back to the older man.
"What d'you say?" John Paul asked, sinking his fingers into Spike's hair and pulling it hard enough to make the man whimper. "Shall I fuck Craig and just let you listen… leave you standing here while I enjoy that hot tight arse of his… let you listen to him moaning as I pound harder into him?"
Spike's fingernails clawed against the thick tree bark at John Paul's words. In his mind he could already see John Paul fucking his friend, he could already hear them pant and moan as their bodies slammed together.
Pulling Spike's hair harder John Paul bit down on the older man's neck making him gasp in pain and moan in pleasure.
"Or how about I do this?" John Paul asked as he quickly lowered his zip to release his hard cock, which he drove quickly between Spike's buttocks and into the tight ring of muscle between. Spike groaned as John Paul's cock entered him, sliding easily into the passage that was still lubricated from his earlier fucking.
"God that feels good," John Paul moaned appreciatively as he moved his hips hard and fast, his cock slamming roughly into the older man that he had tied to the tree.
Craig bit his lip in frustration as he listened to the pants and grunts of the two men who were just out of his sight. Every inch of his body longed to join them, to have that hard cock inside him, or to be fucking one of them, anything but standing by and listening as his own cock throbbed painfully.
"Tell me you want more," John Paul panted into Spike's neck.
"Stop talking and just fuck me," Spike replied gruffly.
"Well that's not very polite," John Paul said with a laugh as he pulled Spike's hair one more time. "I don't think you deserve to be fucked…"
Spike moaned in disappointment as John Paul's cock left his body, every inch of him desperate for it back.
"Let's see if Craig is more grateful shall we?" John Paul teased as he once again left Spike to move over to the younger of the dark haired men.
"What do you say Craig," John Paul asked, his hands gripping the man's buttocks and easing them apart as the head of his cock brushed against Craig's tight opening. "Would you be grateful if I fucked you?"
"God… please…" Craig begged, arching his back in a futile attempt to force John Paul's cock inside him.
"You sure?" John Paul teased, pushing forward a little harder but still not enough to breach Craig's body.
"Yes… yes I'm sure… for gods sake John Paul… please do it…"
Moving his grip to Craig's hips John Paul thrust himself forward, driving his cock hard and fast into Craig's hot tight flesh and making the man cry out as his body was stretched and filled so wonderfully painfully.
"You OK?" John Paul whispered with sudden concern that he had been too rough in his desire to posses the man.
Craig nodded as his chest heaved with heavy pants. "Don't stop," he breathed, "Fuck me… I wanna feel you fuck me hard…"
John Paul needed no further encouragement as he withdrew his cock almost to its tip and then slammed it back inside Craig's willing body. Both men moaned loudly with each inward thrust as John Paul's cock rode in and out of Craig's tight passage.
"Oh god Spike this feels good," John Paul called. "He's so tight… such an amazing fuck… don't you wish you were me right now? Don't you wish you it was your dick deep in Craig's tight arse?"
"Fuck you," Spike called back.
"Not from there you can't," John Paul replied with a laugh, "But fucking Craig feels great…"
"Bastard!"
Wrapping his arms tightly around Craig's middle John Paul thrust harder into him, his body shook as his climax began to build and he knew it wouldn't be long before he filled that perfect body with his heat.
"Oh god Craig," John Paul panted, his head resting on the man's shoulder as he trembled with anticipation.
"Harder John Paul," Craig urged, "Fuck me harder…"
"Craig I… fuck… yes…" John Paul cried out loudly as his cock pulsed heavily inside the older man's body, wave after wave of pleasure assaulting his body until he was completely spent.
"Fuck that was good," John Paul panted as he withdrew from his lover and tucked his satisfied cock back inside his clothing, "Shall we all go home now?"
"You wouldn't," Craig said with a note of worry in his voice.
"What? Leave you both hard and desperate?" John Paul teased, "It IS tempting…"
Without another word John Paul fell to his knees and, pushing his way between Craig's legs and the sturdy tree truck, he took the man's cock in his hand.
"But then again I'd much rather make you both come in my mouth…"
Craig moaned deeply as his length was swallowed in one fluid motion, the heat of John Paul's throat enveloping him as the younger man sucked hungrily and with considerable skill.
"Oh fuck!" Craig's words seemed to echo through the stillness of the woods making John Paul chuckle, which, in turn, sent extra vibrations along the length of Craig's already hypersensitive cock.
"Suck me John Paul… oh Christ yes…"
Within seconds John Paul's mouth was filled with the salty heat of Craig's orgasm and, the instant that the man's climax passed John Paul was on his feet and quickly at Spike's side.
Taking a hold of Spike's face John Paul turned it towards him and, pressing their lips together, he filled Spike's mouth with Craig's hot come.
Spike swallowed, his tongue tracing the inside of John Paul's mouth as they kissed deeply.
"Your turn," John Paul whispered as he once again fell to his knees against the tree trunk to suck greedily on Spike's thick cock.
Spike whimpered as John Paul's mouth pleasured him; his body had been on the verge of climax for so long that its pleasure was now almost painful. Rocking his hips he roughly fucked John Paul's hot mouth, plunging his cock in deeper until he could hold back no longer and he cried out his long awaited satisfaction.
Once again John Paul got to his feet and, back at Craig's side he kissed the man deeply, sharing with him the evidence of the older man's lust, their tongues dancing in the thick salty come.
The three men were breathless and flushed as John Paul untied the bindings that had kept his companions against the tree, but each of them held a smile of complete satisfaction.
"So," John Paul asked with a grin, "Was that worth a walk in the woods?"
--
Craig slurped at his can of lager as he half sat, half slouched on Spike's sofa.
Who would have thought that he would ever feel so at home in THAT man's house. Only a few weeks earlier Spike had been the man that irritated Craig to the point of complete annoyance verging on hatred. But now, despite the fact that the tattooed man's arrogance could still get on Craig's nerves, the younger man revelled in his new lover's attentions and was spending more and more time in his company, being fucked and fucking in return. And loving every second of it.
A soft moan from John Paul made Craig turn his head.
Only a few weeks ago seeing a chaste kiss between his blonde friend and Spike would have made Craig look away and fidget uncomfortably but now, as Spike groped his boyfriend through the confines of his jeans while nuzzling at his neck, the only discomfort Craig felt was a growing tightness of his crotch and a conflict between wanting to join in or sitting back to enjoy the show.
John Paul moaned again as Spike's hand rubbed harder at his groin making him long for the older man to free his aching cock and give it some more intimate attentions.
It wasn't just the touch of Spike's hand that was turning John Paul on so much though, nor the way his teeth were sinking hard into the soft flesh of his neck. The real turn on was the fact that Craig was sitting only inches from him as it happened. Knowing that Craig was watching him. Knowing that Craig was wanting him.
With his eyes closed John Paul let his head fall back against the sofa as Spike's hand moved in slow firm circles over his erection, making John Paul's mouth hang open slightly and breathy pants escape from his lips.
Spike's other hand quickly slipped open the buttons of John Paul's shirt to expose the milky skin of the chest beneath, a creamy flesh that Spike lowered his mouth to taste, his tongue licking John Paul's skin before his teeth nipped it lightly.
Craig took another long swallow of his drink as he watched Spike's tongue slowly circle John Paul's nipple, making it stand quickly to attention so that he could take it gently between his teeth.
Spike's eyes turned to Craig as he bit against John Paul's tender skin, eliciting another moan from his boyfriend, which made Spike wink slowly at the dark haired boy.
Spike grinned as he sucked hard against John Paul's nipple. There was something satisfying in watching Craig's eyes widen with lust as the young man's hand wandered towards his groin to rub his growing erection through his jeans.
With a swift movement Spike had lowered John Paul's zip and slipped open the top button of his jeans, making the younger man gasp as a warm hand snuck into his boxers to grasp his stiffening cock.
John Paul's fingers sank into the sofa cushion as Spike slowly, too slowly, ran his hand along the length of John Paul's aching cock, his thumb brushing over its head all too briefly making the younger man moan with excited frustration.
Craig's eyes were fixed on John Paul's groin as Spike eased his boyfriends trousers to his hips, bringing his now fully engorged erection into full view, its purple head glistening with precum as Spike continued to tease it.
Craig swallowed heavily as he watched something that he would at one time never have expected to find arousing but, as John Paul's foreskin was eased back and forward Craig could hardly resist the urge to lean forward and take his friend's cock into his mouth, to hear John Paul moan for him and to taste the salty sweetness of his excitement.
With a shaking hand Craig discarded his half drunk can of lager, the sound of it rattling against the coffee table as he put it down not registering in his brain as the only sounds that he was interested in were the soft moans and pants that were coming faster and louder from John Paul's lips.
Spike grinned as Craig's hand kneaded firmly against his own groin, the obviously longing to touch or to be touched screaming out from the dark lust in Craig's eyes.
"You know what John Paul," Spike said in a low breathy voice, "I think that watching me wank you off is making Craig feel very uncomfortable… d'you think maybe I should stop?"
"NO!" replied John Paul and Craig in unison, much to Spike's amusement.
"No?" Spike teased, "You don't think maybe he's enjoying seeing your dick in my hand do you… you know I think maybe he is… I think maybe he's enjoying it very much… what d'you say Craig? D'you like seeing me wank your little playmate here?"
"I… I…" Craig stammered as his cheeks flushed with embarrassment and growing arousal. His cock was straining so hard inside his jeans that they felt in serious danger of splitting under the pressure.
Spike laughed, a deep throaty sound that was filled with dark promises.
"You know I was gonna let you watch John Paul fuck me… but I don't think I will now…"
"You… I…"
"Cause you know what would be even better than having you watching as John Paul slams his dick hard and fast into my arse?"
"What?" Craig's voice trembled the question. He hated Spike so much. His arrogance, his confidence and the way he could reduce Craig to a trembling mass of desire without seeming to make any real effort. So why was it that wanted nothing more at that moment than for Spike's hand to be around his cock, and for Spike to be wanting Craig to fuck him?
"Strip…" Spike instructed.
"What?"
"Come on… get your clothes off and I'll show you… you too John Paul…"
Getting up from the sofa Spike stretched for a moment, reaching his arms up high before lowering them to grasp the edge of his t-shirt and pulling it over his head in one fluid movement.
Following Spike's lead the two younger men quickly flung off their clothing, leaving them standing naked and aroused and waiting for whatever physical pleasures Spike had planned for them next.
Once all of his clothing had been dropped to the floor Spike walked slowly forward until he was standing close to the two younger men. He looked them up and down appreciatively; his gaze flicking between the two fully engorged cocks that were stood waiting for his attentions.
Reaching out both hands Spike wrapped his fingers around the two erections to the soft gasps of pleasure from his lovers as he began to stroke them slowly but firmly. Leaning his face forward Spike kiss John Paul's lips hard, his tongue pushing inside the man's hot mouth as John Paul moaned. Quickly breaking the kiss Spike turned to Craig and kissed the dark haired man with equal force, relishing the way that the man kissed him back with unashamed desire.
John Paul and Craig's hands roamed over the firmness of Spike's chest, tweaking his hard nipples and stroking his soft smooth skin. As one they journeyed lower, brushing over the older man's thighs before cupping his balls and squeezing them gently. Spike closed his eyes for a second as the two men shared his cock, their hands stroking him up and down, fingers or thumbs brushing over his leaking slit and spreading his precum along his length.
Letting go of John Paul's cock Spike caught hold of the younger man's hand and brought it to his mouth. Sucking on John Paul's fingers Spike could taste himself and the very thought made his cock throb harder.
Once John Paul's fingers were slick with Spike's saliva he released them from the heat of his mouth and directed the man's hand behind him, guiding it between his firm buttocks.
John Paul quickly circled Spike's puckered opening with his fingertip, pushing against it and forcing the tight ring of muscle to give way and allow him entrance.
Spike groaned as John Paul's finger plundered his depths and he turned his attention back to Craig. Craig could feel the heat of Spike's breath against his lips as the man moaned softly.
"John Paul has quite a way with his fingers… don't you think?" Spike breathed against Craig's mouth. "I bet you can almost feel how good it is to have his fingers deep inside your tight arse right now can't you…" Spike groaned again as John Paul pushed a second and then quickly a third finger inside him. "Fuck that feels good… but I can think of something that feels better…"
Spike turned his face back to John Paul. "Go and sit on the sofa," he instructed, "I'm gonna ride that gorgeous dick of yours…"
John Paul obeyed instantly and within seconds Spike was straddled over his lap, his tongue once again scouring the heat of John Paul's mouth as he lowered himself down onto the younger man's cock, holding it in position until it pushed deeply inside him.
"Oh god!" John Paul exclaimed, his body shuddering with pleasure as the heat of Spike's body enveloped him. Spike slammed himself down hard, the mixture of pleasure and pain coursing through his flesh as he rose and fell against John Paul's hard cock. Within seconds John Paul was bucking his hips to meet Spike's descents, their bodies slapping together loudly as Craig watched on, mesmerised at the sight of John Paul's cock thrusting hard into Spike's tight arse.
"D'you like watching John Paul fuck me?" Spike asked breathlessly, "D'you like seeing his cock in my arse?"
"I… I…"
"C'mere…"
Craig stepped forward until he was stood beside the two fucking men. Spike grabbed Craig's hand and pushed it between his buttocks so that the younger man could feel as John Paul's cock moved in and out of him.
"How good does that feel?" Spike panted, "John Paul's dick in my arse… it's so fucking hard isn't it…" Spike gripped tightly onto Craig's cock. "And your dick's just as hard isn't it Craig… you wanna be fucking me don't you… so come on Craig… fuck me… right now…"
"What?" Craig gasped as Spike's fingers tormented his aching cock, his hand still pressed against Spike's hot flesh, feeling John Paul fucking the man deeply. "I don't… what d'you…"
"Come on Craig, don't be shy," Spike laughed throatily, "Fuck me!"
"But John Paul's already…" Craig stopped speaking as he realised what Spike was suggesting. It wasn't possible… was it?
"You think I can't take on both of you… your hard dick pushed up against John Paul's… both of you inside me… fucking hell Craig you have no idea how good that's gonna feel… do it Craig… fuck me…"
Craig's hands shook as he moved to stand behind Spike and directed the head of his cock towards the opening that was already filled by John Paul.
"Do it…" Spike urged.
Rubbing the head of his cock against John Paul's length Craig moaned, he wanted to be inside that tight passage so much, he wanted to be pressed up against John Paul and experience the feeling of their cocks rubbing together deep inside Spike's body.
"For fucks sake Craig just do it…"
Taking a deep breath Craig pushed himself forward, Spike's body resisted for a moment but Craig simply pushed harder until it was breached and his cock slid deep inside, sharing its home with the length of John Paul.
Spike cried out as his body was stretched further than it had been in a long time. The pain was intense and amazing as he urged the two younger men to fuck him harder.
After a few strokes John Paul and Craig found a rhythm and they pound into Spike's body hard. Craig watched as his cock disappeared inside Spike's arse, rubbing against John Paul's harder and faster.
"God that's it..." Spike encouraged, "Fuck me… I wanna feel you both come inside me…"
"Oh fuck," John Paul's body trembled as he bucked his hips faster and faster, he could feel Craig's cock throbbing against his own as their combined climaxes built inside them.
Craig's eyes locked with that of his friends, their gaze filled with such desire and lust that neither could look away as they fucked Spike hard, their brows glistening with sweat and their moans getting ever louder.
"Oh god yes…" Craig growled as his cock began to pulse and throb deep inside Spike's flesh.
"Fuck yes…" John Paul echoed, his body beginning to convulse with pleasure.
Almost instantaneously the two younger men cried out loudly, their cocks erupting inside the tight heat of Spike as they came. Their come mixing together and making them moan even louder as their cocks pulsed out every last drop of the desire that the older man had aroused in them.
On trembling legs Craig staggered backwards, his cock glistening as it slid from the unimagined pleasures of Spike's body.
"Now that was more like it…" Spike said with a laugh as he lifted himself from John Paul's lap and, taking the younger man's shoulders, pulled him onto the floor. "Get on your hands and knees…"
No sooner had John Paul complied than Spike had parted his soft white buttocks and forced his cock deep inside.
John Paul cried out with discomfort at the sudden rough intrusion but Spike didn't stop, instead he slammed himself harder into the young mans tight passage, thrusting himself forward hard and fast with a desperate need for release.
Within seconds Spike's climax had built, such was the need deep inside him and he bit down on his lip to prevent himself from coming too quickly.
On the cusp of orgasm Spike beckoned Craig towards him and, as the dark haired man knelt beside him Spike pulled his cock from John Paul's body and drove it deep into Craig's throat.
Craig gagged as Spike's cock hit the back of his throat but he couldn't stop it as Spike held his face firmly, fucking his mouth with a few deep strokes until Craig's mouth was filled with the heat of Spike's lust, the older man's body trembling as he came, shooting wave after wave of hot salty come down Craig's throat until his satisfaction was complete.
"You two are fucking great," Spike panted as he fell back against the sofa with the two younger men collapsing beside him. Turning his head to look at the two men Spike smiled. Their supple bodies were a never ending source of pleasure to him but he couldn't help but wonder when they would finally admit that their hearts only belonged to each other.