Dark Paths Ch. 04

Xavier swallowed, eased back up when Rayne let him, caressing him with mouth and tongue until he'd drained him of every delectable drop and Rayne's fingers slackened their hold. He came off of him, breathing hard and nearly drunk with desire.

Paddy McNamara swore incomprehensibly as he felt the younger man tighten around him. His hands gripped Rayne's lean hips and he thrust upward hard as the singer's fierce rectal grip on his cock released briefly. Rayne Wylde made a noise like a train slamming the brakes on. His head was thrown back once more and his teeth were gritted so hard that Xavier could hear them grinding.

Then Paddy was sitting up, moving Xavier and Chavez out of his way by means of sheer physical presence as he pulled Rayne into his embrace and turned, keeping the smaller, slighter man under him. He reached for the lube, injecting a good blast of wetness into his mate before he resumed and his mouth fastened onto Rayne's as he eased one of his lover's knees back to his shoulder and began to stroke slowly inside him.

"Holy shit!" Chavez exhaled, pulling vigorously on his cock as he watched and listened to the heartfelt moans rising from the singer's breast as he was taken deeper and faster.

Xav twisted around again, sliding his lithe body between Chavez's thighs. He licked a wet line up his tightly drawn nut sac. Chavez angled his reddened cock toward his mouth and Xav slipped his lips around him at the same time he shifted his body around so he was in a better position if Chavez felt like reciprocating.

Chavez slipped happily back down into the 69 and sucked on Xavier's firm young balls with a will, pumping his hand steadily up and down the hot, hard length of his new friend's beautiful cock as he pulled and licked on the delicious nutsac hanging beneath it. His hips rocked eagerly back and forth, grinding his groin in the blond's face and pulsing within the sweet suction of Xav's soft, wet lips. The sofa pitched and vibrated with the force of a small quake as PJ thrust hard between Rayne Wylde's wide spread legs. Each deep stroke of his long, hard piston drove another breathless cry of acknowledgement from his mate's throat.

The taste of Chavez mingled with the taste of Rayne already on Xavier's tongue. He could watch Paddy and Rayne as Chavez vigorously pumped between his lips. It was hot, yes, but Xavier also picked up on the tenderness, bittersweet, between them. For a second he could almost feel what it was like to be impaled on the huge tool between Rayne's thighs.

He shivered, body rolling with the feel of Chavez fisting him fast and tight. He didn't think he had anymore left in him but he could feel his balls drawing up tight, the surge making his dick even harder. He moaned desperately around the cock in his mouth as he bucked and shuddered though another quaking orgasm.

Chavez pulsed eagerly, already close to exploding as Xavier sucked sweetly on his length. His hands rolled over the younger man's hot body restlessly and he nuzzled the dancer's firm balls as he stroked his lips to the very base of Xavier's rigid cock.

Beside them on the sofa, Paddy was almost curled around Rayne like an enormous, human shell. When he was younger, that body must have been quite something. Even now he was still nicely defined. The urgent thrust of his hips drew clean lines in the musculature of his buttocks and thighs. Rayne snaked around him like a grappling hook, riding each thrust with an answering groan that vocalised the sheer effort of taking his mate more than words. PJ's mouth covered his, stifling even that outlet for a little while. Rayne's hungry moaning reached a quavering peak and his grip tightened briefly then released. Paddy exhaled a long growl of satisfaction and pulled his smaller body close, holding him fast as he drove himself deeply into Rayne, keeping his massive length in there for as long as the singer could bear it.

Finally Rayne's hands slapped against his burly shoulders and he murmured something too low to hear. PJ rose to his knees at once, easing out of him slowly.

"Oh baby, I love you!" he purred appreciatively. "You are 'so' good to me."

Chavez uttered a sound somewhere between a groan and a sigh around Xavier's cock and jetted hard into his suckling mouth. Xavier stroked his hands over the smooth caramel coloured skin, caressing him with his mouth until his bucking hips slowed to a stop and then released him.

He lay back on the sofa cushions and didn't want to move. A sleepy satisfied smile played about his lips and his eyes were half closed as he looked around the tangle of limbs and bodies sprawled on the couch.

Chavez stroked a hand up and down his sweat soaked back, murmuring against his belly so that he felt the words through his skin; "Mmmmmhhhh that was 'mazin'! So good!"

Almost gracefully, Paddy rolled off Rayne and off the sofa, landing softly on the plush carpet and slumping back against the cushions with his eyes closed. The singer curled around his head like a child around a favourite toy, nuzzling his cheek and whispering to him huskily in a voice too soft to hear. He was loose-limbed and exhausted but the affection he showed for the older man was beyond doubt. Paddy reached up and stroked his hair fondly, then tilted his head back to kiss Rayne's mouth gently.

Xavier lay still, letting his well-sated body cool down. He was wrung dry and his ass was a little sore. Probably not as sore as Rayne had to be, but still... if someone suggested another round Xav would absolutely turn him down.

Probably!

Maybe?

He closed his eyes. The conditioned air was cooling him off pretty quick, his damp skin drying enough to almost make him shiver. He felt sticky with sweat and semen. For just a second he confused the metallic taste in his mouth for blood but knew it was Chavez and Rayne's come. He shook himself out of his drowse.

He slid his hand up Chavez's bare thigh and patted his butt. "What are you making for dinner? I'm starving."

"What did your last slave die of?" Chavez laughed breathlessly.

Beyond him on the sofa, Rayne stretched out one small, white foot and stroked Xavier's shoulder with his toes. His cheek was laid against the top of Paddy's head as the big guy sprawled on the floor, leaning back on the settee with his own eyes closed. Paddy had one knee drawn up, screening that monster cock from view. Rayne's eyes were open now though, and a luminous, icy green colour. His expression was almost smug.

Xavier turned his head a bit to nuzzle along Rayne's calf but he gave Chavez a lopsided grin and arched one brow at him. "Well, I figured dinner is the least you could do since you lost me in your little bet."

Rayne smiled lazily, sinking back onto the soft, plump sofa cushions as he sighed; "I am so gonna enjoy working up an appetite for my breakfast, Chavez-chico!"

He blew Paddy's handsome Latino chef a languid kiss as he subsided. PJ McNamara laughed quietly to himself, thoroughly satisfied.

End of Chapter Four

© Sadie Rose Bermingham and Bellora Quinn, 2007/8.