Lashway's Lease

Lane dropped his shorts, unbuttoned his shirt and stepped out of the pile of clothes to reveal a fully nude, tanned and well muscled build.

His cock sprang to life instantly when Lindsey shoved Bruce's pants to his ankles.

Bruce's cock hardened in her hands. His balls had become drawn up against his body as the cold air in Lindsey's apartment circulated, but she led him over to stand in front of Lane.

"Why hello there," Lane reached out, touching Bruce's cock

Lindsey lifted up her skirt and dropped to her knees. Staring at both the luscious cocks, she took them both in hand, enjoying the velvety stiffness of Bruce's cock compared to the almost rigid feel of Lanes. Licking her lips, Lindsey gave both cocks a tug, enjoying how Bruce's scrotum drew against his body.

"So," Lindsey looked into their eyes, both men's mouths open partially, "Which gets my hot mouth first?"

Looking up into both sets of eyes, it became obvious that Bruce wanted her so much that he'd do anything to slide inside the warmth of her mouth.

"It doesn't matter to me. I know what Bruce wants," Lane reached a hand to cup Bruce's balls, giving them a gentle squeeze that almost got a groan from Bruce.

Lindsey's tongue laved the smooth flesh of his cock up and down once, twice. Popping his swollen head in her mouth, she sealed her lips tightly over his flesh and drew him out.

Bruce cried out, sighing heavily. His hands went to Lindsey's shoulders. His hips jerked forward. "I can't believe—ah yes. Just like that."

Lane's mouth locked onto Bruce's.

Enjoying the feel of Bruce's hands on her shoulders, Lindsey took both cocks in hand. Kneeling between them, she licked the head of Bruce's cock, then Lane's. Both men moaned but Lindsey focused her attention on Bruce. His cock flinched in her hands. Glancing up, she saw Lane's tongue slide between Bruce's when he tried to speak. Too bad, his body reacted first.

Reaching a hand around Bruce's thigh, Lindsey pinched his ass. The muscle there was defined, sculpted hard and strong.

Slowly, his leg flexed before her.

Lane lowered them both to the couch.

All three sat down, with Lindsey in the middle.

Stretching her body over Lane's, she lowered her head to Bruce's cock. Breathing warm air on his skin, she watched goose bumps appear. His nipples tightened. Sweat was starting to form on his brow.

"I love this thing," Lindsey mouthed.

"What thing?" Bruce asked.

His hands tangled in her hair. Stroking her shoulders, his caresses ran down her small frame to her ass.

She wriggled her ass, feeling the heat of Lane's legs beneath her.

Lane spanked her ass, "Don't forget, I enjoy blowjobs too!"

Lindsey sat up and straddled Bruce. Reaching for Lane's hand, she placed his hand over Bruce's cock. "Play with this for a moment."

With eyes wide open, "Okay." Lane responded.

He slid his hand up and down Bruce's wet cock while stroking his own. His fist bumped gently against Lindsey's ass.

"Give me what I want, Bruce," she mouthed before leaning into a kiss.

Their tongues wrestled. Still tasting the wine in his mouth, she drew his tongue into her mouth. His hands cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples.

She cried pleasurably. Lindsey trailed a hand down her flat stomach and between her spread thighs. Heat from Bruce's cock and her sopping pussy warmed her hand. The apartment smelled of sandalwood and sex.

Breaking from their kiss, Lindsey looked at Lane, stroking his cock slowly. With his head thrown back against the couch, she watched him pump himself and Bruce.

"Lane," she paused just enough to bat Bruce's hand away, "where would you most like your cock?"

Glancing at Bruce's tight ass, he motioned with his head. "Bruce's beautiful ass needs a good stuffing."

"Lindsey," Bruce protested, but a hand covered his mouth. The intoxicating scent of pussy filled his nostrils and he licked her hand.

"Do you know where I want this," she gave Bruce's cock a squeeze?"

"In your ass?" "Maybe later," she giggled. "But I want you in my pussy. Can you show me how well you can eat me?"

All he could do was nod.

Sliding off Bruce's lap, Lindsey lay on the floor, spreading her legs. "Come on Bruce, on your knees."

Bruce stood, his cock bobbing proudly forward.

Lane stood beside him, the contrast of the two of them a hot sight to see. Lane was tall, thinner and tanned, his usually well kept dirty blonde hair a mess. His forehead was soaked in a thin sheen of sweat. Clean shaven all over his body, he looked like a male doll with a really big dick.

Bruce's shaggy hair was also usually well kept, but it was longer than Lane's by an inch or so. His 5 o'clock shadow came in, giving him a much older, more rugged look. His eyes didn't twinkle, they glowed one big neon sign of lust.

His body was more defined than Lane's, his stomach a washboard which Lindsey ran her fingers over.

Kneeling before her, Bruce blew softly on her thighs. Her nipples perked up, the hair on the back of her neck stood. Placing chaste kisses on the inside and out of her thighs made her tense. His large hands covered her legs, spreading them further apart. Blood flowed all the way to her hot cunt.

"Will you let him have what he wants, Bruce?"

Dipping his head into her shaved wet spot, his tongue pressed against her opening.

She moaned. Reaching for his head, she pulled him up with chagrin. "Bruce," "Yes damnit! I want him to fuck me as long as I get to eventually be inside you."

"I don't have to be told twice," Lane chimed in.

Lindsey watched Lane kneel behind Bruce.

Reaching out with both arms, he spread Bruce's ass cheeks apart. Taking his cock in one hand, he covered his fingers with Precum and pushed his way past Bruce's tight asshole.

Bruce's face relaxed when Lane's fingers invaded him. Sighing blissfully, Bruce lowered his head back between Lindsey's spread thighs.

Just seeing down the line of her body was a sight! Bruce ate, lapping and sucking her flesh until she neared orgasm.

His ass tightened visibly and his groans became louder.

Lane pulled out his fingers and spread Bruce's ass cheeks apart farther. Looking directly at Lindsey, he mouthed "now?"

On the verge of an orgasm, Lindsey's head thrashed from side to side. "Yes Lane, fuck him."

Lane thrust hard into Bruce's ass, his balls slapping against the other man's body.

Bruce cried out, his rigid cock bouncing against his belly. His tongue swirled around her pussy in circles, sliding in and out of her wet opening.

"Bruce, oh Bruce," Lindsey moaned, "Lick more. To the left, just a little, oh god yes!" Jerking forward, his tongue brushed repeatedly over her clit, bringing her higher and higher.

With her body wound so tightly, she knew if she didn't stop this just long enough to make Bruce surrender what she wanted, then they'd both come and she'd have to start the seduction all over.

"Oh yes, you have such a tight asshole," Lane pounded against Bruce.

Lindsey loved the sight of two men. "Lane, wait."

Lane's thrusting stopped.

Bruce nipped her labia.

"Ouch," Lindsey swatted his cheek, "Bruce you bastard!"

"Why'd you make him stop?" His breath came out in heavy pants.

"Because I want something from you."

Lane slapped Bruce's thigh.

Bruce grunted. Looking into Lindsey's eyes, wanton lust showed clearly on his face. "What do you want, Lashway?"

"Pull out, slowly, Lane."

Lane withdrew inch by painful inch until just the head of his cock was inside.

The pained look on Bruce's face wasn't enough for Lindsey. "Push into him, slowly."

Gripping Bruce's hips, Lane pushed forward. Bruce wriggled his hips back and forth, trying to shove Lane's cock deeper in, but he was only able to get what Lane gave him.

"What do you want, Lindsey?"

She closed her legs around Bruce's head, aware that he could smell her arousal. "I want that apartment."

"Out of the ques—oh god damnit I love just where you hit." Lane's balls bumped Bruce's ass.

Bruce grabbed Lindsey's legs and spread them apart again.

Resting her legs over his shoulders, she crossed her legs behind his back, trapping him between her and Lane. "If you want to come, you'll hear me out."

All three of them were sweaty now. It had grown rather humid in the apartment. The fan kicked in, sending shivers though Lindsey.

"I want something too, Bruce. I want to come, but I can wait. I can go find a boyfriend."

Bruce's face flushed red. "You wouldn't."

Lane's hips jerked into Bruce's.

Bruce pushed back to feel the contact but Lane held his hips firmly.

Lindsey saw Bruce reaching for his cock and immediately forced his head down with her feet.

His face slamming against her pussy made her body spasm. She was so close. "Bruce, please," she purred.

Bruce's tongue laved her flesh. "Oh god," he muttered, sending vibrations through her body.

"Please," her voice dropped a note lower.

Lane ran his fingers over Bruce's spine and cupped his ass. "Just give in. You can have all this, all the time if you do." With a grunt, he thrust his hips upwards.

Bruce's body jolted. "Lindsey," he panted, "I'm so close. Let's talk afterwards?"

The begging look on his face was priceless. "No."

"But,"

"Yes, your butt is oh so warm. And tight. And hurry up damnit! I wanna cum too!"

Throwing her head back in laughter, Lindsey forgot that Lane hadn't gotten off either. "Just give into me, Bruce. You know me. Besides, if you do, I'll not only let him finish fucking you, but I'll give you a nice, soft and moist place to put your own cock. You do want to sate your own lust, don't you?"

"Yes but damnit! It's because I know—oh god," he nearly choked on his words when Lane slammed into him.

"Fine damnit! I'll sign the lease over to you tomorrow. Now fuck me," he growled.

"Certainly." Lindsey slid beneath Bruce and gave him a warm place to sink his cock.

Lane pulled out of Bruce's ass with a pop. Reaching for pillows, Lane handed them to Lindsey for support.

Sliding them beneath her ass, she was now raised up at just the right angle for both men. "Fuck me, Bruce. Fuck me like you mean it."

Bruce sank himself inside her. The feel of his steel cock drove her to the brink of pleasure.

"Bend over, bitch!" Lindsey's commanding tone sent a shiver down Bruce's spine.

Pulling out, Bruce knelt and waited for Lane. "You coming?"

"In just a second," the other man snickered.

"Hurry up," Bruce growled.

"Boys, both of you can get what we want."

Bruce smirked. Bending over, spreading his legs, he waited. Lane took his cock in hand and gave one good hard shove into Bruce's ass. Both men groaned loudly.

Lindsey arched her hips up to reach Bruce's delicious cock. The feel of him plunging in was heaven!

The three of them established a quick rhythm. Screams echoed throughout Lindsey's tiny apartment and a neighbor banged on the walls.

Ignoring the noise, the three of them fucked harder, faster, their bodies moving in waves like a sea of sex until Lindsey came first, orgasm rocking her body beneath Bruce's.

Grunting, Lane shot his load deep inside Bruce's ass and that sent Bruce over the edge.

His cock quivered and his body shook violently before firing his seed deep within her pussy. "Goddamn," they echoed in unison.

* * *

The next day, dressed in a white top and blue mini skirt, Lindsey got out of her car and walked up the steps to Bruce's office. When she walked in the door, he stoo, half grinning, half annoyed. The lease was in his hands.

"You're mine if I give this to you."

Her eyebrows shot up. "You mean you want a relationship?"

Sighing heavily, Bruce looked squarely at her. His 5 'clock shadow from last night was thicker now. He looked handsome standing before her in his black slacks and gray shirt. "That's exactly what I want. It's the only way I can keep track of you."

Lindsey snatched the paper from Bruce's hand and folded it up. With a large smile, she looked at Bruce. Reaching up on her tiptoes, she gave him a wet, sensual kiss.

"Done. Lane will be over tonight."

"Good."