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With his arms bearing all of Gesh’s weight, Roni grasped his partner’s cock with both hands and brought the thing to his mouth. He tongued it, teethed it, sucked it as he thrust. Gesh craned his head to the side, the campfire’s light illuminating his raw, blissed-out features.
    Holy fuck, this was way too intense. Alec’s hips jerked as his bound hands once again squeezed his cock. Shit, his nuts ached so damn bad. Closing his knees, he restlessly glanced around. No one was looking his way. His heart raced haphazardly as he warred with himself. Because a very big part of his brain right now was telling him to screw it and juice his monkey. Who cared if it was to the tune of two Kríe males rutting. It was either that or lose his ever-loving mind. Desperate times, desperate measures, and all that jazz. Besides, with the way his cock was reeling, he could probably get the job done in seconds.
    Eyes back on the fuck fest, Alec palmed his crotch and discreetly got busy rubbing.
    Oh, yeah. Ah, shit. That felt incredible. His eyes rolled back on a deep-throated moan, but snapped right back open when Roni snarled. Damn, he had Gesh’s back arching hard, with his dick still lodged in Roni’s mouth. The male pounded faster, then faster still. So, fuck yeah, Alec matched his pace. Up and down, up and down, he furiously rubbed, the heel of his palm getting hot.
    So close, oh God, he was so fucking close.
    His body started shaking, little jerks and bucks, but still he stayed teetering on the edge. Shit, maybe he did need to pull the thing out. Again, he glanced around, and again no one was looking. The trio, still out cold. Z and Chet, beyond busy glaring venom at the males going through their stuff. Alec yanked down his fly with trembling hands and pulled out his throbbing cock. Gripping it tight, he got back to stroking, working it between twitching thighs.
    Another restless groan rolled up his throat as his lungs began to pant. Oh yeah, this was better. Fuck, so fucking good… His eyes locked back onto Gesh and Roni. For some reason he wanted to blow his load right when Gesh finally did. Which, by the look of things, was going to happen soon. Gesh was flat-out shuddering in Roni’s hold. His hands left the shredded bark and sank into Roni’s dreads. Roni snarled around his dick, probably because Gesh was clawing his scalp. Alec watched them raptly, pumping faster, no longer able to look away.
    Oh, shit… Oh, shit… He needed to come.
    And then Gesh arched so fucking hard, he was forced to cling back to the tree. Clearly, it was either that, or slide off as he came. And the big Kríe was definitely coming. Alec could see his cock pulsing, powering cum up its shaft, straight into Roni’s waiting mouth. On and on, he kept unloading as, in turn, Roni kept fucking him raw. Damn. How much jizz did these fuckers make?
    Alec hissed at the mind-blowing scene before him, and furiously pumped to bust his nut, too. But damn it, he couldn’t get over that ridge. His teeth clenched feverishly. He refused to give up. Even when Roni eased things to slow-and-steady as he finished off the last of Gesh’s load.
    Yes, Alec needed to come like that. But no matter how fast he pumped, or how high his nuts climbed, he couldn’t get his orgasm to come. So damn close, but ever out of reach. Gasping in agony, he tugged his knees close and gave up with a miserable moan. Shit, now his whole body hurt like a mother. Worst fucking idea ever.
    Grimacing, he panted through vicious pangs, eyes squeezed shut, not wanting to see another second. Of what Gesh was able to find just now that Alec absolutely couldn’t. Completion. Orgasmic bliss. But ultimately, relief.
    A dark, sated chuckle brushed past his ears. Alec peered up, lashes damp, to find Gesh standing in front of him. His kilt was back on, but he was still breathing heavy, the firelight revealing a thin sheen of sweat.
    His hooded gaze dropped to eye Alec’s cock, still out and straining for