The X Guide

The passion that ignited around them burned even more fiercely with the seconds that passed.

Khal smirked darkly at the gaze, anticipation welling up inside him. His movements sped up, and as though Devion had not noticed it, he also did the same.

Ayen’s body shuddered, releasing inside Devion’s mouth. Khal’s thigh twitched, and with one shove of his cock in that throat, he quickly pulled out as Ayen’s body lay down weakly, shakily heaving for breath.

Khal’s tip and the whole girth of his cock glistened with Ayen’s saliva and his own release. Although his erection had not softened at all.

As he said, he was not satisfied.

Devion licked his lips; Ayen’s cum lingered at the corner of his mouth. His fingers pulled from Ayen’s puckering hole; Ayen even chased that sensation, feeling empty.

Ayen looked at them both. The lust-filled gaze was making both espers lose control. If they did not corrupt him this time, then they were not men.

Devion’s thumb circled around the inviting rim, his other hand jerking his length and lubing it with Ayen’s semen. The two stared at him, his lips hooking up slightly.

Since the two were watching him, how could he not spare them a good show?

Never mind Khal, who got aroused by everything he did; Ayen’s desire was also written in his eyes.

Watching Devion masturbate, with such a handsome, angelic face, felt like a sin, but it only heightened their desire. Devion was such an alluring masterpiece... No wonder Khal was head over heels for him.

Devion showed Ayen how it was done, with his movements and his expressions... He made the audience, them, be so immersed and captivated.

Yet, he stopped... The main show should be starting.

Ayen felt Khal’s hand in his hair as he kissed him.

"Relax..." he said, and Ayen returned his attention to Devion; the other was also looking at him. the tip of his cock rubbing around Ayen’s rim.

Devion carefully spread Ayen’s legs, maintaining that position to give him plenty of room to maneuver.

Ayen swallowed his saliva.

Don’t think that Devion being the bottom in his relationship with Khal meant he was inexperienced. In fact, Khal was the only person that he allowed to fuck him. He had his fair share of encounters and only topped before they became together.

Slowly, Devion prodded at the entrance, wanting to give Ayen some time. He might not be bigger than Khal, but it was not much different either.

Ayen might not even tell the difference at all.

Khal played in Ayen’s chest, wanting to distract him. Ayen’s mouth parted as the pain of being torn up for the first time came into him.

Devion’s fingers had loosened his entrance; it was inevitable for him to still feel the first intrusion. Ayen felt the strange sensation in his gut, and the idea that Devion was inside him... made his mind unable to process it for a moment.

Seeing Ayen was taking him so well, Devion did not have many reservations anymore. Ayen’s heat wrapping around his cock was also killing him.

It had been a while, although he did have some toys; when they wanted to incorporate them in their sex life, it was not the same.

He let out a sigh, grunting at the sensation in their connected lower body. Ayen bit his lips, dominantly in pain rather than pleasure.

Devion had noticed it and so settled for a moment, letting him adjust to his length. Khal had already leaned down to suck and bite Ayen’s chest.

Ayen stared at Devin’s eyes and nodded.

"It’s fine... just... take it slow."

There was this starving beast inside him that he had no way to satisfy at the moment. Perhaps Khal and Devion could. Their flesh continued to merge until Devion was balls deep inside Ayen.

Being filled to the brim, Ayen only experiences it, and he almost sees stars in front of him. That was not an exaggeration at all.

This kind of pleasure... It was something that seemed his body was waiting for. For some reason, he had thought of that.

Devion gripped Ayen’s waist, letting his legs wrap around him. Ayen’s aroused expression was igniting theirs in an extraordinary way.

Khal claimed Ayen’s lips the moment that Devion finally moved, his movements slow at first. Ayen’s eyes widened at that, his thigh twitching and the moans muffled in the kiss.

Ayen wrapped his arms around Khal as he bit on his lips, as though transferring the pain. Khal smirked amidst the kiss and let Ayen do his thing, his hand not stopping from playing around Ayen’s fresh bud.

Devion’s hips sounded after hitting with Ayen’s skin, his movements becoming faster. He looked at Ayen, and while he saw the way he was becoming lost in Khal’s kiss, his body shuddering at the rising pleasure, Devion’s lips hooked up.

His red pupils glowed, and he grinned.

Soon, Ayen’s eyes opened abruptly, his body jerking forward as Devion started pounding on him. The sound of the flesh slapping each other echoed in the room, one that put anyone who heard it to shame.

The wet squelching sounds were also audible enough for Ayen’s ears to heat up.

"Nghmmmm... ahhh..." his moans were muffled but still managed to escape through his and Khal’s entangled tongues.

Devion gritted his teeth and paused, lifting Ayen’s waist, making the guide arch his back further.

"Where is it..." he mumbled, and soon... Ayen shuddered and parted his mouth, eyes rolling up, neck craned in intoxication.

Khal smirked and bit Ayen’s throat and sucked at the skin.

"Dev...nghh...ion..." He paused, unable to say a word. He shuddered again; his dick, flapping in his stomach, throbbed and seemed about to shoot another load.

Devion smirked and gripped Ayen’s waist further, his handprint almost bruising the other’s skin.

"This is that spot, right?" He laughed, but his lust-filled gaze showed how much he was also holding back and loving every moment of it.

Ayen felt something inside him; every time Devion hit that spot, his whole body could not help but shudder in so much stimulation.

"Ah, fuck... so good and tight for me..." Devion lifted Ayen’s waist with just his right hand, and his left hand held Ayen’s thigh close to him and bit on the skin.

His movements only became faster, any techniques were thrown aside, and he was only reaching for that ultimate pleasure.