Lucas's Fantasy - The Gooner Gang Part 19

Lucas’ POV

I’d never say this out loud unless someone made me.
But when Caleb asked us, in the most casual voice, what each of our gooner fantasies were… my throat tightened.

Jake had his arm over my shoulder, half-asleep and still glowing from the night before. Tom was spinning the lube bottle like a lazy fidget toy. Caleb just stared, grinning.

“What?” I shrugged, acting cool. “I’m chill with whatever. You guys know me.”

Caleb tilted his head. “C’mon. You always give. You always make us feel good. Let us do that for you. Tell us what you want. No shame.”

It wasn’t shame. It was… something else. I sat up, the sheet falling down to my waist, heart knocking hard against my ribs. I think I whispered it.

“I wanna be worshipped.”

Their faces shifted slowly—recognition, interest, heat.

Jake leaned forward, eyes dark. “Like… worshipped?”

“I mean… yeah. Treated like royalty. Like I’m the hottest thing you’ve ever seen. Like my body’s sacred. Like every inch of me deserves to be kissed.”

Tom let out a low “fuck” under his breath.

“Say less,” Caleb said. “Today… you’re king.”

—

They set the scene perfectly.

They dragged one of the cushioned lounge chairs outside to the patio, where the warm sun soaked through my bare skin. I lay back, fully naked, hands behind my head like I owned the damn world. And I guess, for that moment, I did.

Caleb kneeled by my side, lips brushing up my thigh, slow and reverent. Tom was by my feet, massaging them like a servant to his prince, while Jake—Jake came back from inside holding a black box.

“I brought toys,” he said, smirking.

He opened it like it was a treasure chest. Inside: a vibrating wand, a slim dildo, some lube, and a blindfold. My breath hitched.

“May we serve you, your highness?” Caleb teased, already rubbing circles into my inner thigh.

“Yeah…” I croaked. “Do whatever you want. Just don’t touch my cock yet.”

They didn’t. Not once.

Instead, they praised me.

Caleb kissed across my chest like he was worshipping a relic. “Perfect body,” he murmured. “So warm and smooth. I could stay down here forever.”

Jake used the wand, gently at first, grazing it near my hip, my stomach, just above my balls. The vibration made my body jolt. I gasped and arched.

“You look so fucking good like this,” Tom whispered from between my legs. “All spread out. We’d do anything for you.”

They meant it.

For over an hour, they took turns. Rubbing, edging, whispering filthy praise. Telling me how hot I looked shaking under their hands. Licking across my nipples. Jake slipped the dildo in me so slow I thought I’d burst, using the wand near my hole, making my legs tremble uncontrollably.

I was already leaking, cock twitching but untouched.

“I can’t—fuck—I’m gonna—” I gasped, voice breaking.

They watched. They moaned with me. I came hard, untouched, and Caleb caught it with his hand, licking it like it was holy.

I was shaking. Fully out of breath. But I wasn’t done.

“I have one more thing,” I said softly. “It’s gonna sound weird.”

Caleb cupped my face. “Tell us.”

I hesitated… then whispered, “After all the praise… I kinda wanna be degraded. A little. Not mean. Just… like, used.”

Jake’s pupils blew wide. “Holy fuck, Lucas…”

He got rougher fast.

They flipped me over on the chair, ass up. Jake whispered filth in my ear. “You liked being our little prince, huh? Now you’re just our dumb toy. All that cum for what?”

Tom spanked me, light but sharp. Caleb fingered me while sucking on my toes. Jake shoved the toy in again and made me beg.

I think I lost track of how many times I came.

By the end, I was limp and whimpering, sandwiched between Tom and Caleb in bed, still shaking, tears drying on my cheeks—but not sad ones. I’d never felt more… held.

Jake curled behind me, hand over my chest.

“You did so good, your highness,” he murmured, kissing my shoulder.

I nodded slowly, eyes fluttering shut.

“I think I wanna be worshipped like that every day,” I mumbled.

“Same,” Caleb whispered. “But tomorrow, someone else gets their fantasy.”

And I smiled, ready to give it back.