Double Dare

But first things first, and it was clear that our girl was in charge.

“Take off each other’s clothes,” she said in a sweet yet commanding voice. “Get undressed while I watch. Come on,” she cajoled when we remained unmoving at her feet. “You can do it, it’s not hard.”

We were still for another second before slowly rising to full height above her. Take off another man’s clothes? Shit, I hadn’t touched another man in ages, and I’ve never taken off another dude’s clothing in my life. But watching as Mason shrugged his blazer off his shoulders set my senses on fire, heart beating fast, everything going hot.

“Nuh-uh,” reprimanded Katie, waggling a finger our way. “Derek takes it off for you Mason. Let him do the honors.”

And god, but I wanted it. I wanted to see that sculpted form before me, I wanted to see every muscle, the perfect proportions, the hard male frame. So stepping close to the alpha, I whispered, “Let me do it, big boy.”

Mason was rock still as my fingers drifted over his chest, caressing the abs beneath the soft silk, the hardness that was all him. Slowly, I undid button after button, deeply tanned skin revealed in the vee of his shirt, slowly sliding the material off his shoulders.

And shit, but my man is a perfect specimen because he was Adonis come to life. Six pack abs highlighted his torso, topped by developed pecs and powerful arms. My mouth grew dry, cock hardening, even jerking slightly. Because yeah, there was still his pants and even through the loose trousers, I could see the promise of a hard, heavy club, ready to fill me up.

“Relax, big boy,” I whispered again, my breath blowing softly across his neck. “Let go and relax.”

With gentle fingers, I unsnapped his pants, pulling down the zip while my fingers grazed that hard ridge. And fuck, but the heat almost caused my hand to burst into flames, he was that hot and ready. His cock jutted out, proud and stiff as a flagpole, pointing straight at me.

“Fuck Derek,” came my lover’s hard, sandpaper-edged voice. “Oh god, fuck.”

I inhaled slowly, raising piercing blue eyes to meet his.

“We will,” I promised slowly. “We will, absolutely.”

But Katie hadn’t gotten her fill.

“Move back,” she said silkily. “Move back so I can see while Mason undresses you.”

And slowly, I stepped back. By now, my buddy was completely nude, all six four of him bronzed and gleaming, a soldier of a man. Standing, he let us look our fill, both our gazes appreciative, running all over his frame. But Mason was hungry too, and he knelt before me then. The sight was incredible, the alpha on his knees, hands reaching up as he fumbled at my shirt buttons.

“God, I’ve wanted this for so long,” he breathed, unsteadily opening my shirt. “For so long.” And with a jerk, the fabric was torn apart, buttons smattering to the floor.

“Mmm, that’s how to do it big boy,” cooed Katie from in back of us. “Take off his pants now.”

Panting slightly, Mason obeyed. Just like me two seconds before, he raised trembling fingers to my fly and before I realized it, it was done. My trousers slid off, dick springing out hot and stiff, ready to ream.

“Aw fuck,” grunted Mace, blue eyes fixed on the hard rod. “Fuck.”

But give my boy credit because he didn’t hesitate. One second those blue eyes were devouring me, and then next, that dark head was bent over as he trailed his tongue gently up my shaft.

“Awwww fuck,” I moaned, gripping those muscled shoulders, unsteady and unbalanced. The sensation of a man’s mouth was different than a woman’s. Mason was curiously delicate, yes, but at the same time, the alpha couldn’t be denied. His tongue was insistent, curving along the bulging vein on the side, the pulse of my arousal undeniable.

“Fuck,” he grunted, “fuck fuck fuck.”

But this is a threesome and Katie wasn’t going to be left out. In a sec, the girl was next to us, curvy and nubile, completely nude.

“Let me have a taste,” she breathed. “Let’s share him.”

And just like that, my dick popped out of Mason’s mouth and was enveloped in hers. Those sweet lips sucked my pole deep, her cheeks hollowing as she swallowed audibly, trying to take me all.

“Mmm,” she muttered, slightly choked by my size. “Mmm, mmm.”

And slowly, that pole reappeared from her lips, glistening and hard, the vein still beating insistently.

“Mine,” growled Mace once more. “Mine.”

And fuck, but the two did a duet, sucking my dick before popping off and letting the other have a taste. It was so dirty to watch, one female mouth, succulent and wet, before a male one descended, hot and hungry. My head tilted back, knees weak as I moaned, hardly able to believe what was happening.