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“Fuck, yeah!” Tor stayed deep in him, hands tightening around his hips. “Oh hell. Don’t move.”

Jake couldn’t not move. He jerked on Tor’s cock, his stomach clenching, hips rocking as he tried to get more.

“Jesus, Jake. I’m gonna pop if you keep that up.”

“Don’t care,” Jake gasped. “Just fuck me. Please? God, Tor, need it—”

Tor growled and pulled almost all the way out, then slammed into him again. Jake grunted and gasped for air as Tor set up a brutal rhythm, nailing him hard. It was a wild ride, and it couldn’t last long, Tor was too far gone, but it was good. Good enough that Jake was starting to feel his own orgasm build when Tor cried out and froze, his cock pulsing as he came.

Tor eased out of him and Jake rolled over, hand going to his cock as Tor started kissing him. Close, but not close enough and Jake was willing to take care of it himself.

He’d just started pulling himself off when a strong hand closed around his wrist and Ben said, “No way, man. Enough bodies here that you’ll not be wanting.’

Jake looked at him through heavy lidded eyes, feeling drugged. “Yeah? You’re gonna take care of me?” he asked with a grin.

“The man said there’s lots of bodies here,” Jeff said, settling between Jake’s thighs.

“Wanna fuck you, Jake.”

Ben only waited for Jake’s nod and Tor’s whoop before he grabbed condoms. He passed one to Jeff and another to Tor with a happy smile. “Going to make this a full fledged, orgy, boys, and Taggart’s the main dish.”

Jake blinked.

“What’s the plan?” Tor asked, sitting up. His eyes were locked on Jeff’s cock as the man slid the rubber on and lifted Jake’s thighs.

“Oh, it’s nice,” Ben purred, opening a third condom. “Jeff’s gonna fuck him. You’re gonna suck him. And he’s going to suck me.”

Jake shuddered, the image alone sending him into overdrive. “Hurry,” he said hoarsely.

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“Not a problem,” Jeff said with a grunt as he pushed in. “Oh fuck, you’re tight.”

“Told you.” Tor rolled the rubber he was holding over Jake’s prick, stroking firmly as Jeff sank in. “This’ll only be the third time Jake’s taken a cock in two and a half years.”

“Thanks,” Jake said. “Need everyone to know that.” He groaned as Jeff moved deeper.

The man wasn’t as thick as Tor, but he was longer, pushing deeper. “Oh God.”

“Nice, yeah?” Ben asked.

Jake couldn’t answer, Tor’s mouth was on him, and Jeff was fucking him and he was suddenly very short of both breath and thought. He was, however, fully aware of Ben straddling him and the hard cock teasing at his lips.

“Suck my cock, Jake.”

He opened his mouth and let Ben in, tongue teasing over the fat head. Ben moaned and pushed in slowly, setting a nice, easy pace, which was about all Jake could handle at that point. Jake’s lips slid over the rubber, the taste of the latex quickly become secondary to the feeling of thick, hard flesh filling him.

Jeff nailed his gland hard, and Jake groaned, his hips thrusting back. Tor was sucking him in deep, mouth tight around his dick, and Ben shuddered when Jake moaned, thrusting harder.

Jake gave it all up. Sensations slammed into him with every lick, every thrust, every sound. He was being well and truly used and he loved it. Jeff was plowing into him, harder and faster, going so deep Jake ached, crying out around the cock in his mouth with every thrust. He could feel Tor’s tongue and lips, and every moan Tor made. Someone was playing with his nipples, pinching and twisting them until his back was bowed, his body in overload.

What little thread of control Jake had, snapped. He was writhing, begging with his body, sucking Ben as hard as he could as his hips rocked between cock and mouth, his orgasm building like white heat. He felt his cock swell, knew he was going to shoot his load, and he cried out.

“Fuck, yeah, Jake. Come on me. Come for us.” Jeff’s voice was harsh, and Tor’s moan was like lightning around him. He started to shoot, wailing around Ben’s prick, his hips bucking.

Ben groaned and came, his cock pulsing on Jake’s tongue, both of them jerking as their climaxes roared through them.

Tor sucked him, wringing everything out of him, every shudder, moan and gasp Tor could get, before backing off and ditching the rubber. Ben had moved away, sprawling on 36

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the ground beside them. Jeff…well, Jeff was still fucking him, and as soon as the others were out of the way he bent down and kissed Jake hard.

“Stunning,” Jeff murmured. “Oh shit. Gonna—” With a long groan Jeff came, burying himself in Jake’s ass as spasms wracked his body.

Jake couldn’t move. He didn’t want to. What he wanted was Tor to curl up with, sleep, something to eat, and more sleep. What he got was Tor wiping him off, Ben passing him water, Jeff dropping one more kiss on his mouth, and then Tor’s arms around him. With a happy sigh and slight wiggle that might have been called snuggling, Jake fell asleep, listening to the others tease him about being too tired for round three.

~*~*~

When Jake woke up it was dark, the moon hanging low in the sky. He’d rolled over in his sleep, moulding himself to Tor’s body, and his head was nicely wedged in Tor’s neck. He shifted slightly, looking around to see Jeff and Ben. They were off to the side a little, wrapped up in each other and the other blanket, sound asleep.

At least, Jake hoped they were asleep, for the sounds they were making. If a man could snore like that and be awake, he didn’t want to know about it.

He turned his head again, ready to burrow into Tor and go back to sleep, but his movements had apparently woken up Tor, who was giving him a lopsided grin.

“How you doing, cowboy?” Tor whispered.

Jake grinned back. “Never better.” He did some minor snuggling, his grin broadening as he realized Tor was hard, his cock nestled along Jake’s hip. “You?”

“Wanting.”

“You’re always wanting.” But he wiggled some more, his mouth finding Tor’s collarbone. He sucked up a mark, his hands smoothing over Tor’s skin, looking for heat.

Tor moaned softly, hips rocking with him. “God, Jake. You feel good.”

Jake bit down on the skin in his mouth, want unfurling in his belly. He met Tor thrust for thrust, his cock full and heavy, the sound of Tor’s breathing and the feel of Tor’s hands on his ass making him ready to spread his legs again.

“No way, Taggart,” Tor whispered. “You’ll be lucky if you can walk straight in the morning.”

Jake groaned and rubbed up against Tor, a little harder, a little faster. “What then?”

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“Anything else you want. Fuck me, sixty-nine, hand job, whatever. But I’m not gonna fuck you until I see you walking okay, and I’m not letting go long enough to find out if you’re ready now.”

Jake grinned. “You’re so fucking romantic.”

“Shut up. You want to get off, or not?”

“Yeah. Want to suck your cock, Tor.”

Tor made a happy sound and ground against him, reaching for a rubber. A few short moments later Jake was on his knees, Tor standing in front of him, his hand slowly stroking Tor’s cock as he nuzzled heavy balls.

It didn’t take long to get down to business, Jake hungry for the feeling of Tor in his mouth. He could concentrate this time, where he couldn’t really with Ben, and he played his tongue around the head of Tor’s cock before making a tight seal with his lips and starting to suck. He rolled Tor’s balls in his fingers, sucking harder every time Tor’s grip on his shoulders tightened.

His own cock was heavy between his thighs, aching with need as Tor groaned softly above him, but he tried his best to ignore it, focussing on making Tor fly. He couldn’t take Tor in as deeply as he wanted to, but he’d do what he could. He licked and sucked, pressing his tongue into the slit at the tip of Tor’s prick.

“Oh fuck, Jake.” Tor was breathless, his voice needy. Jake made a soft noise in response, his own shaft throbbing at the sound.

He sucked hard, again, taking long pulls as he moved up and down Tor’s erection. He played with Tor’s balls, now drawing up, and moved back, teasing at Tor’s hole with one finger.

“Jesus. Gonna blow—”

Jake moaned, hating the rubber, wanting the taste of Tor’s come, to feel Tor shooting into his mouth, down his throat. Tor groaned, coming hard enough that his legs shook and the grip on Jake’s shoulders got painful.

Jake kept playing, softer now, easing Tor down, until he finally let him slide from his mouth.

Tor sank down and grabbed a hold of him, kissing him hard. One of Tor’s hands went to Jake’s prick and two quick tugs later Jake was coming, spunk spilling over Tor’s hand.

They kissed some more, not saying anything as they moved back into their sleeping position, and Jake didn’t even notice when he drifted off, the kisses flowing and slowing until he was asleep.

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~*~*~

Ben woke him up with a shove and a far-too-happy-for-this-early-in-the-morning voice.

“Jake, you’re missing the show.”

Jake pried an eye open, entirely unwilling to face the day. He was sore and tired and why was Ben there, anyway? He remembered when he got his other eye open.

Jeff and Tor were going at it like nobody’s business, all roaming hands and open mouths as they fucked. Jeff was pushing hard into Tor, holding Tor’s legs up and open, while Tor was curled nearly in half so he could shove his tongue down Jeff’s throat.

It was surreal. The night before, the day before—all of it. So Jake did the only thing he could think of. He reached over and grabbed a couple more rubbers and tossed one to Ben. “C’mon. No way we should miss this.”

Ben grinned, one hand still stroking his hard on, the other reaching for the foil packet.

“What are we doing?”

“Daisy chain.” Jake rolled a condom onto his own wood and stood up. “Me in Jeff, you in me. Jeff in Tor.”

“Fucking hell, you are,” Tor said. “Can you even walk?”

“Fuck off, I can walk fine. And I can fuck just fine, too.” Jake knelt down behind Jeff, popping the lid on the lube. “How ‘bout you, Jeff? Want it?”

Jeff stopped pounding into Tor, or at least slowed down enough that Jake could push a couple fingers into his ass. “Oh yeah. Ain’t gonna last long, though.”

Ben laughed, suddenly behind Jake and snatching the lube away. “Don’t gotta be long, just gotta be hard, baby.”

Tor gave up.

Jake finger fucked Jeff for a moment, hissing at how tight he was. Right, Ben was a bottom; willing to jump into the chain, but Jake would bet that Jeff took it up the ass fairly infrequently.

He stopped when Ben’s fingers started sliding down his own crease, teasing at his hole.

Jake slicked his cock fast and moved into position, waiting until Ben breached him to push forward.

“Oh fuck,” Jeff hissed, and Jake had to agree. Tightest heat around him, fingers in his ass—it was fucking unbelievable.

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He eased into Jeff slowly, holding onto Jeff's hips to keep him still. When he was deep inside, Jake looked back at Ben and grinned. “Anytime you’re ready.”

Ben grinned back and took a fast kiss, then the fingers slid out, leaving Jake momentarily empty. The blunt head of Ben’s cock nudged at him and he moaned softly. He might be able to walk, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t well and truly fucked.

“Okay, Jake?” Ben asked seriously.

“Yeah, just…just go slow for a second.”

Ben did, easing into him gradually until all four of them were joined.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” Jake wasn’t sure who said it, but he agreed entirely.

“Okay, Ben. Let’s go.” Tor’s voice was tight and Jeff was already shuddering. Wasn’t going to take long at all.

Ben bit down on Jake’s shoulder for a second. “Thanks,” he whispered. Then he pulled back, his hands on Jake’s hips pulling Jake out of Jeff a little as well. Jake barely had time to register the sensation before Ben thrust in again, forcing Jake deep into Jeff.

All four of them gasped and swore.

Surprisingly, it only took two or three strokes before they found a rhythm, the four of them working together, moving more or less smoothly—for about three more thrusts, then things got wild. Tor cried out as Jeff pounded into him, with Ben and Jake’s weight behind him, and Jeff—who’d probably been damn close to coming anyway—swore and started shaking harder. Jake was swept along, Ben nailing his gland and cursing in his ear about how fucking hot it was, how tight Jake’s ass was, and then the air was filled with the smell of fresh spunk as Tor shot his load.

Jeff wailed, his ass clamping down around Jake’s prick, pulling Jake over the edge with him. Lights flashed behind Jake’s eyes as he came, the sounds of Jeff and Ben around him as they alternately cried and grunted with effort, hips still slamming into him from both sides.

The edges of his vision blurred a little, and Ben whispered, “Oh shit. Oh fucking shit—”

and the cock in Jake’s ass throbbed, reminding him that he was more than slightly tender.

He could have sworn he felt each pulse, every twitch; and then it all faded as they fell into a sweaty pile of limbs, each man trying not to hurt the others as he aimed for a soft spot to die.

Ben pulled out slowly and Jake stifled a whimper, but not before Tor heard it and shot him an evil look. Jake rolled his eyes. “I promise I’ll nap all day today, okay? Be fine for the dance.”

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“Not worried about the dancing, Taggart.” Tor said with a grin.

Jake rolled his eyes. “Yeah, whatever. Right now though, I can think of a few other things more important than the state of my ass.”

Ben laughed weakly and wrapped an arm around Jake’s waist. “Like coffee.”

“Food,” Jeff added, reaching for a water bottle.

“Shower,” Jake said firmly.

“Sleep now,” Tor said, extracting Jake from Ben’s grasp and curling around him. “Sleep first. Then food. Then walking. Then showers. Then more sleep.”

Jake kissed him and agreed wordlessly; snuggling was good for an hour or so. He gave Ben a smile and Jeff a wink, then wedged his head into the crook of Tor’s neck. Sleep was very good.