Vengeance (The Protectors 5)

“Tristan, come sit down,” Memphis said gently as he stopped behind Tristan who was vigorously cleaning the sink. He put his hands on Tristan’s upper arms and rubbed them back and forth until Tristan finally stopped scrubbing and dropped the sponge in the sink.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered as he hung his head.

“Nothing to be sorry for,” Memphis responded and then he dropped a kiss to the back of Tristan’s neck. Tristan sighed and then briefly washed his hands before drying them with a paper towel. Only then did he allow Memphis to take his hand and lead him to the couch. I went around the other side and sat down next to Tristan, making sure my body was touching his wherever possible. I knew this would be Tristan’s first time having sex and since I’d never been with a virgin before, I was running on pure instinct, as well as following Memphis’s lead.

“Tristan,” Memphis said as he played with Tristan’s fingers, linking and unlinking them with his own while using his other hand to brush the hair off of Tristan’s forehead. “This doesn’t need to happen today.”

“No,” Tristan interjected. “I’m ready, I’m just…”

Tristan dropped his eyes.

“What?” Memphis asked as he tipped Tristan’s face back up with his hand.

“I don’t want to disappoint you…either of you.” This last part was directed at me. I leaned in to kiss him.

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” I admitted to him as I traced my finger over his lower lip. “I’ve dreamed of it.”

“See, that’s what I mean-”

I kissed him again to silence him. “But none of my dreams have even come close to how you make me feel. Just your touch, Tristan…” I leaned in and kissed him softly and held my mouth near his and whispered, “If that’s all you were ever able to give me, I wouldn’t care because it’s perfect. You’re perfect.”

Tristan was the one to kiss me this time around. “I love you,” he told me and I smiled. I would never get tired of hearing that. I let my hand settle on his chest and I watched him pull Memphis down for a kiss and I heard him whisper the same words of love.

“Tell us what you want, baby,” Memphis said softly.

“I want to watch you guys kiss,” Tristan said without hesitation.

Memphis smiled and then met me across Tristan’s body for a sweet, seeking kiss. When he held out his hand to me, I took it and got up. I stepped over Tristan’s legs and then straddled Memphis’s lap and took his mouth. “Love you,” I told him when I pulled back for the briefest of moments. I didn’t want to have to dwell on knowing I wouldn’t hear the words back, so I stole into his mouth again as I rubbed my lower body over his. I wasn’t surprised to see Tristan palming himself as he watched us with open hunger. If watching me and Memphis get each other off was what Tristan needed to relax, I was more than happy to give him a show. I took my time working Memphis’s shirt open between deep, dirty kisses and then I skimmed my lips down his neck and over his chest. I toyed with each of his nipples before I slid from his lap and placed teasing kisses over the tight muscles of his abdomen. I let my eyes lift to watch Memphis as I began working his belt free and was pleased to see one of his hands had joined Tristan’s where Tristan was rubbing himself.

It took less than a minute to get Memphis’s rigid cock free and I didn’t bother teasing him – I just swallowed down as much of him as I could and sucked hard.

“Fuck!” Memphis shouted and I felt one of his hands sifting through my hair. I heard a zipper opening and knew whose it was. I let Memphis’s dick slide from my mouth, but curled my tongue around the shaft before sliding it up and down his length. The move allowed me to watch Memphis fisting Tristan’s erection. I could tell Tristan was already close and since I didn’t want Memphis to be left behind, I sucked him to the back of my throat and hollowed out my cheeks. I was rewarded with a harsh moan.

“Touch yourself,” I heard Memphis order and even though I wasn’t sure if he was talking to me, I did it anyway because my own dick was pressing painfully against my zipper. It took some maneuvering to get my pants open, but once I was able to wrap my hand around my wet cock, I went to town on Memphis’s pulsing dick. I loved the sounds of both my men grunting and groaning and I managed to look up at them to see that they were kissing wildly and that Memphis was frantically jerking Tristan off. I paced myself to match Tristan’s keening cries as his orgasm built and was rewarded with Memphis fucking my mouth.