He went slow, giving Clover time to adjust to both his holes getting penetrated at the same time. His thick, stubby fingers were gentle as they combed through Clover’s hair, encouraging him rather than demanding attention. And as Clover sank all the way down Tank’s dick, pressing that dimpled ass to his balls, he whined, sending delicious vibrations over Boar’s cock.

“Fuck... you’re so hot, baby boy. So hot. Suck me,” Boar whispered, cupping Clover’s head and making him look up.

Tank grinned at Pyro, who kept jerking off on the floor, his eyes shining with arousal, and grabbed Clover’s tender buttocks to set their hips in motion.

Clover was still getting used to the girth inside him when he first started moving, but his ass, tight, and warm, was pure bliss. Boar’s cock dipped into the hungry lips, only to emerge covered with saliva time and time again, and it was a show Tank didn’t want to miss, even when his own dick was getting all the attention it needed. And behind Pyro, who had his eyes on Clover’s raspberry ass, stood Drake. He’d come closer again, his eyes glistening and attentive to every shift of Clover’s muscles as he distracted himself with yet another cigarette.

They were four wolves, and they’d be toying with their lamb for much, much longer than anticipated. Then again, if Clover was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, maybe he’d fit right into their pack. Right now, in the abandoned warehouse smelling of dust, Tank couldn’t think about the future anymore, he was too focused on the boy in his arms.

He pressed a kiss to the angular jaw of his new lover, enjoying the heat of Clover’s buttocks against his balls. He rubbed Clover along his spine, thrusting at an easy pace, still breaking him in with slow thrusts when Pyro rose from the floor with his dick already sheathed and lubed.

Arousal clawed at Tank’s thighs when Clover slobbered around Boar’s dick and a drop of saliva fell onto his hot flesh. Breathing in air as hot as the Nevada desert in the summer, he drew circles over the reddened buttock. “You want some of that too?”

Pyro grinned, and put his hand on top of Clover’s head, forcing it down until he choked on Boar’s cock. “My turn.”

Tank was torn between fucking Clover until he came and the pleasure of seeing him taken by someone else, but allowing his friend to have a turn was the gentlemanly thing to do. He squeezed his hand around the base of his throbbing dick and removed it from Clover’s ass. The kid whimpered at the loss, byt Pyro leaned down, spat at his hole, and pushed himself in with no warning.

Clover moaned, but Boar wouldn’t let his mouth rest and fucked him harder, relentlessly moving his dick in and out of the struggling boy’s throat.

Tank kissed Clover’s ear. “That’s it, swallow Pyro’s dick like a good boy. I wanna see you giving my friends the attention they deserve.” He pulled Clover up by the ass, squeezing the throbbing, spanked halves and holding him open for Pyro’s frantic rutting.

Pyro didn’t have much self-control when it came to fucking, but Clover didn’t seem to mind, hollowing his cheeks and sucking on Boar’s dick as his body pliantly accepted Pyro.

Pyro grinned at Tank over Clover’s shoulder, huffing with each thrust. Tank didn’t mind being the other slice of bread in this boy sandwich.

“Wanna have him swallow,” Pyro uttered, drilling Clover’s ass like a maniac, already sweaty and frantic.

Tank laughed, glancing at the overwhelmed expression on the boy’s face. He was so relaxed now they could move him into any position, and he wouldn’t protest. He was flushed, hard, and so into this, it was a surprise this was his first time with more than one guy. “Yeah, me too. I have a feeling he’s gonna eat our cum like a pro,” he said, chewing on his lip when Pyro changed his rhythm, slamming into Clover in long, hard thrusts that had him pulling out all the way each time.

Tank’s cock throbbed with heat, balls begging for release, so he pushed Boar away, and the guy took the hint despite uttering a huff of annoyance. Clover gasped for air with those damp red lips and looked at Tank for guidance. He’d clearly been too focused on the sensations of being so roughly tag-teamed to follow the conversation.

Once Pyro backed off too, Tank rose with Clover’s slender body in his arms and carried him to the nearby sofa. The boy stayed on the seat, in the kneeling position he was moved into, jeans and underwear still hanging off one foot. He was the picture of filthy beauty. Milky white skin, ass red from spanking, and gasping with the need for cock.

“What do I do, Daddy?”

Tank pulled off the rubber and placed one foot on the seat so that his dick faced the pretty thing. “You just sit there with that fuck-me face.”

Tags: K.A. Merikan Four Mercenaries Erotic
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