The Twin Dragons - Page 4 (NSFW)

The Twin Dragons
by Montréal Merman (Part 4)

There were a few droplets of water on the floor, but that wasn’t what Finn was on the hunt for. Leon was fumbling with his jeans, but Liam hadn’t made a move yet to undo his pants, which Finn took as a challenge. Like a thirsty fucker, he pressed his parted lips against the plump outline in the clothing material while tapping into his inner fire-breather to exhale moist hot air. He sized up this dragon with his lips as he continued breathing slowly this way, not the least bit surprised when he felt a thumb and hand grip him behind the neck. He could also hear Liam gasp from above him.

Wrong. It wasn’t Liam’s hand, it was Leon’s. The hand pulled him away from one dragon towards the other, already unsheathed and wagging in the air—begging for attention. Note to self, Leon gets jealous. Finn gripped the base and stretched his mouth before hovering his wide-open maw over his supervisor’s cock… threading it into his mouth without the lips touching. Moving his tongue out of the way, savoring the moment…

“Don’t got all day bitch.” And again, Leon’s hand squeezed and pushed Finn down further until the back of his throat was being pressed upon by Leon’s thick head. Finn’s lips were then firmly pressed all around the base. The taste was sweet and welcome, and Finn sucked hard as he brought his whole head up slowly and then down faster.

“Th-that’s it Sparky.” Leon let out. “Fuuh…” He didn’t really finish what was coming after. Slurping on this dong was really hot, and in a public place no less. Finn’s own erection was straining against his jean shorts, and his knees were bearing most of his weight, but nothing too uncomfortable. Popping the cock from his mouth, he smiled as he moved back towards Liam, who had scooched down the bench.

Liam was holding himself and directing it directly to Finn’s mouth. Finn started by tonguing the head all around, then let his tongue-tip drag down the shaft and then slowly back up. And then again, but on the other side. And again, but wetter this time. And finally, he pursed his lips and lanced the beast into his mouth while gripping his hand over Liam’s. Liam made another sound that spurred Finn on to do more, but he didn’t have to. Leon may be more aggressive, but Liam made great sounds and he was more fidgety, raising and bucking his hips in as much as he could from his seated position. Finn couldn’t help but moan and let his eyelids drift closed as the pecker slid in and out of his hot mouth, coated in Sparky-rrific drool.

As Finn slurped and groaned between one dragon and the next, the boys themselves relaxed further and further into their seats. That is until Finn heard muffled sounds from above the table, a chuckle from Liam, and Leon’s hands moving from behind his head to on to the table. Finn was curious, but more focused on the task in front of him. As he took a deep breath, moving from Leon back to Liam, he felt a pair of hands caress his backside… which he only now realized was arched up at the perfect angle for anyone watching.

“This I gotta see.” It was barely above a whisper, husky and full of desire. Ian.

And with that, Finn’s pants were pulled down and his skin hit the cool air of the bar, not to mention the low whistle of the hot bartender.

“Damn!” He exhaled.

Finn couldn’t help but enjoy the worship as he craned his neck to get a look at Ian. There was a brief moment of eye-contact before Ian, who’d also gotten on his knees, dove into Finn’s crack with a tongue Finn couldn’t believe the length of.

The rush quivered quickly up Finn’s spine and snapped his head back forward. His ass clenched and he remembered to breathe so as to loosen up. Multi-tasking was hard, but Liam’s cock prodding his cheek reminded him of his focus. He dove his lips onto the insatiable dragon as Ian lapped him up from behind. Finn felt his knees buckling before long, sweat moving from his hair down his face and Leon got impatient again. Thigh to thigh with his brother beside him, he once again guided Finn by the nape of his neck onto his dick, and Finn gladly complied.

Finn let out a whimpering sound at one point, wasn’t even sure what Ian was doing to him anymore, too many euphoric sensations to keep track off. But the whimper awoke something in Ian. He stayed on his knees and lifted his back up straight. Finn thought he heard the sounds of clothing being removed, and definitely a zipper being undone. And as Finn pushed up Leon’s shaft to suckle on the underside before moving to the man’s balls, Finn felt a thick member begin to slide vertically between his wet ass bussy. Accompanied by hands that held him firmly in place at his hips, the swollen member slid upwards and then downwards slowly… the angle ever so close to puncturing the head into his hole… but stopping just short before climbing again teasingly.

Leon whacked his dick on Finn’s face so that Finn would continue to tongue his balls, followed by diving his head once more down this man’s cock and holding firm when he was fully deepthroating him.

“Shiiiiiit Sparky what the…!” Leon exclaimed, but Finn had a newfound vigour and pulsated his tongue and throat all around Leon’s shaft and head. “Fuck no bitch, not now… aaaaahhh! AAAHHH!” And with that Leon exploded up into Finn’s throat. Despite the apparent protest, Leon gripped Finn’s hair and made sure he wouldn’t move again, not that Finn was planning on it. Leon went from having every muscle in his arms and neck tensed up, to quickly melting into a puddle in his seat.