Lustful Gaze (London Loves #6) (18 page)

“It’s not just about money. I don’t want to lose my family. I love them.”

Edward didn’t seem to have an answer for this, so Scott interjected. “They’ll be angry at first, of course. But maybe… well, you’re their son and they love you. Perhaps you can work it out. You
can
have the best of both worlds if you’re willing to be brave.”

Harry glared at Edward. “I bet
your
parents don’t even know you were a sex worker.”

Edward chuckled cynically. “No… They don’t actually know I’m gay.”

“Edward, you bloody hypocrite!”

“It’s no big deal. I’ve just never had a boyfriend before, so I’ve never announced the news. But now I have. So I will.”

They shared a smile. Harry sat up tall. “Alright. We’ll go and see your parents tomorrow. And then mine. How’s
that
for a plan of action?”

“Very brave!” Scott said.

“Perfect.” Edward said. Mischievousness slunk over his face. “And I’ve got an idea for a more immediate plan of action.”

“Oh, I can’t wait to hear this,” Paul said, sarcastically.

“Actually,” Edward said, “it’s more of a visual thing. Right Harry?”

Harry smirked into his pasta. “Oh, that.”

Scott frowned and exchanged a glance with Paul. “What is it, then?”

“Let’s just finish up dinner,” Edward said. “Then we’ll get down to it.”

Paul sat next to Scott on the sofa, watching as Harry and Edward kissed and undressed each other. He realised that this must’ve been how Kate had felt when she’d been invited to watch their private sex show last year. Of course, that’d taken place in their run-down living room back at the old house. The luxury of this room – with its squashy sofas, ample floor space, and the soft comfortable rug – enhanced the sexy ambience. The music that Edward had put on a moment ago was sensual, and the warm evening weather made the atmosphere sizzle with excitement.

Edward had brought in one of the zebra-print kitchen chairs with him, which currently made the room look untidy – as if he was planning to change a light bulb – but Paul was optimistic that he knew what he was doing. He’d also asked for a tube of lubricant, which suggested that full penetration was on the agenda. Paul tried to control his shaking hands, but his body was already flashing with sweet lust – and they’d hardly even started.

Paul glanced over at Scott. His eyes were glued to the sight of the young men kissing a few feet in front of him. He and Paul had watched this exact scenario many times in porn clips, but having the guys here to perform
for
them was overwhelmingly hot. Scott’s hand was already probing around in his trousers, and Paul was sure that he and Scott wouldn’t be able to keep their hands off each other for very long. 

Paul threw his attention back over Harry and Edward, and saw that Edward was nibbling Harry’s neck and lifting his T-shirt to reveal his gorgeous brown abdomen. Harry seemed to have gained some confidence in the last few days, and he was fondling his fingers over the front of Edward’s trousers – massaging his cock through the material of his jeans. Harry fumbled with Edward’s zipper, then he drew it down and eased his hand inside. Paul leaned forward, feeling his own cock throb with arousal. This was seriously steaming and he wasn’t sure how long he could sit and watch without touching himself or enlisting some help from Scott.

Harry stepped back from Edward and pulled his T-shirt off over his head, and Edward unbuttoned his shirt and ripped it off – throwing it down to the floor. Harry drew Edward back into his arms again, and they kissed passionately – exploring each other’s naked top-halves – until Harry’s fingers made their way back down towards Edward’s cock. He tugged Edward’s erection free from his jeans and gripped it in his fingers, then he started to pump the shaft with his hand. Edward gasped with pleasure and grinned at his young lover. Harry kissed him gently on the lips. Then, without breaking eye contact, Harry dropped to his knees on the soft rug below – pulling down Edward’s jeans as he went. He eased the end of Edward’s cock into his mouth, and started sucking it like a popsicle.

Paul reached over to Scott’s cock and took it in his hand. They shared a smile. Scott grinned and sat back against the cushion, indicating that he’d like Paul to get his head down in his lap for a blowjob. Paul didn’t want to miss any of the live sex show – knowing this was for one night only – but he loved Scott and he wanted to please him. So he leaned over and bent at the waist, then plunged Scott’s hard-on into his mouth, not bothering with any teasy preamble – because the young men in front of them were doing more than enough of that.

Scott groaned throatily and ran his fingers through Paul’s hair. “Paul,” he whispered. “Thank you, but… you’re missing it…”

Paul eased Scott’s cock out of his mouth and sat up to look at the action again. He saw that Harry had stopped sucking Edward’s cock now, and they were both on their knees, kissing. Edward had delved his hand into Harry’s undone trousers, and he was jerking him off slowly. Harry was doing the same to Edward – they were both masturbating each other on their knees. Edward must’ve sensed that Scott and Paul were watching hungrily, because he turned his head and gazed at them through half-closed eyes. He panted as if he wanted to speak, but he was overwhelmed with lust – merely from having the handsome Harry fondle his cock.

Paul made eye contact with Edward and they shared a tender moment in the midst of all this horny action. Edward turned away and reached over to grab the tube of lubricant from the floor, then he squirted the slippery gel into his palm. He rubbed his hands together and reached over to massage Harry’s straining erection, smearing the lube all over his cock.

“Harry’s going to bend me over the chair and take me hard,” Edward mumbled.

Harry stopped jerking him off and grinned, as if this was news to him. Edward leaned in and kissed him, then he stood up and kicked off his jeans. Harry removed his trousers and boxers, too, so they were both completely naked.

Paul couldn’t take his eyes off their fit young bodies. He saw Scott lean forward, not wanting to miss a thing. Edward and Harry started kissing again, and Paul strained to hear what Edward was whispering between kisses. It was probably instructions of how to make this even hotter.

Edward handed the bottle of lube to Harry, then he made a show of turning and bending deeply over the chair, so that his palms were flat on the seat. He tilted his hips upwards, offering Harry his ass. Then he glanced over at Scott at Paul and shot them a filthy grin.

Harry positioned his gorgeous naked body behind Edward’s and eased a lube-smeared finger between his butt cheeks. Edward gasped and reached across to wrap his fingers around his own cock.

Still watching, Paul realised he was holding his breath, desperate for the climax – but thoroughly enjoying the ride towards it. Paul was no longer able to resist touching himself, so he unbuttoned his trousers and rolled them down to his knees, then he grabbed his rock-hard erection and started to play with it.

Without taking his eyes off the young men, Scott leaned over to talk to Paul. “Usually, in group-sex porn, the spectators stand a bit closer, wanking along with the action!”

Paul chuckled thinly as his body juddered with desperate desire. He wasn’t sure whether it would be okay for him and Scott to stand up and masturbate near the youngsters – or was this intended only to be a non-interactive show?

Paul focused back on the performance and saw that Harry was now finger-fucking Edward with two of his long beautiful fingers – which slid in and out easily from Edward’s ass. Edward was jerking himself off fast, and Paul wondered whether he might come before Harry even had penetrated him. He secretly hoped not – he yearned to see those two banging each other hard. Did that make him a pervert? He grinned. No – they’d invited him and Scott to watch; they weren’t doing anything wrong.

Paul realised that his own wrist was now moving as fast as Edward’s so he slowed down in case he came too soon. He watched as Harry withdrew his fingers from Edward’s ass, then took his hard cock in his hand and guided it between Edward’s butt cheeks – penetrating him with the tip.

Edward’s pumping hand stopped suddenly and he yelped.

“Did I hurt you?” Harry asked.

Edward glanced over his shoulder and smiled at his lover. “No, no. it’s fine! Carry on…”

Harry grinned tenderly at Edward, then he pushed his hips forward, easing his cock further inside. Edward turned his head back to face the chair and braced himself for what was about to come. Paul watched eagerly as Harry reached out and gripped Edward’s hips, gently thrusting his pelvis back and forth, going deeper inside.

Edward’s hand reached up and he started to masturbate again – but Paul knew it was mainly to distract himself from the initial discomfort that always accompanied anal. It was going to be worth it for Edward, though, when Harry was pounding him towards the most overwhelming ecstasy known to men.

Harry instinctively reached out and slapped Edward’s bare butt as he pushed himself deeper inside. Edward gasped and groaned, enjoying the erotic sensation of the slap, which momentarily distracted him from that final painful thrust.

Now completely inside Edward, Harry stood there looking glorious, with his pubic bone pressing against Edward’s butt, catching his breath for a few seconds. Then, as he gripped Edward’s hips firmly with his hands, he started to thrust his pelvis back and forth – grinding his cock deep inside and taking them both towards absolute delight.

Paul was utterly consumed by the performance; unable to look away. His lust-soaked mind began to swirl and he realised
he
was going to come soon. But he didn’t want to be the first, so he tensed his abs and cooled himself off.

Scott’s voice drifted through the sponge-thick sexually-charged air. “Someone needs to be sitting in that chair.”

Paul wasn’t sure whether the young men would hear this flippant comment, but Edward turned his head to face them and chuckled devilishly – indicating that he had. Harry stopped fucking him and glanced over, too.

Edward smirked. “Scott, why don’t you come and sit down with us? It would be my pleasure to suck you off while Harry’s fucking me.”

Scott glanced at Paul, unsure how to take this offer.

Paul grinned. He was relieved to find no envy in his body, only lust –
and
love for his husband. He suddenly knew it was right for Scott to take the invitation and join in. It didn’t mean he didn’t love Paul. It just meant he’d be experiencing something incredibly erotic.

Paul kissed Scott tenderly on the lips. “Go for it, babes.”

Scott gazed over at the two young men, hesitating – as if he wanted to go swimming, but the sea was cold.

“Go on,” Paul said. “I don’t mind. It’s fucking horny!”

Scott grinned then stood up and undressed. He padded over – completely nude – looking as if he’d just been invited onstage to volunteer for a magician, rather than engage in a threesome with two fit young guys. Edward stood up to greet him, so Harry eased his cock out of him. Edward thrust out his hand for Scott to shake, and Scott took it with a chuckle. Paul could tell Scott was nervous – his cock was now only semi-hard, bless him. Paul hoped his nerves weren’t because he felt guilty – he genuinely wanted Scott to enjoy this treat.

Edward turned and kissed Harry passionately as Scott got comfy on the zebra-print chair. Edward whispered an aside to Harry, and Harry nodded in agreement, then Edward turned to face the now-seated Scott and dropped to his knees in front of him, glowing with confidence and cockiness. Passionate desire washed through Paul’s straining body as he watched Edward reach out and take his man’s erection in his hand and lick the end. Scott’s fists gripped the sides of the chair as he gasped with pleasure.

As Edward hungrily sucked Scott’s cock, Harry knelt behind him and reached out to lift Edward’s hips, so that his ass was sticking out behind like an animal. Harry grabbed the lube again and smothered his erection, then he carefully slipped himself back inside – causing Edward to roar throatily while he continued to suck off Scott. 

Paul grabbed his own erection and started wanking madly, trying to keep up with the pounding passion in his brain that was trying to pull him over the edge into climactic delight. Paul’s arousal swarmed through his body at the sight of Edward swallowing down Scott’s cock, while Harry fucked Edward hard from behind – all for
his
viewing pleasure!  

Harry’s thrusting pace sped up, which caused Edward to groan, and this in turn shot Scott with a bullet of pleasure. Scott’s head dropped back and he allowed himself to enjoy the thrill. He reached out and rested a hand lightly on Edward’s bobbing face, then he glanced over at Paul and grinned from a faraway place.

Paul was delighted he didn’t feel jealous. But now he wanted to join in.

“Any room for me?” he called out.

The other three halted their grinding rhythm and looked over.

Scott stood up on trembling legs. “Well… if we remove the chair, you can come between me and Edward.” Scott smirked. “We can spit-roast you. How about it?”

Paul’s lust crippled him and he momentarily wondered whether he should decline in case he ejaculated on the way over – if he could indeed
walk
with all this debilitating desire coursing through him.

But there was no way he was going to miss this. Paul gazed into Scott’s loving eyes, then he pressed his shaking hands against the sofa to help himself stand. He quickly removed his clothing and swaggered over to the ‘stage’ area. The scarlet rug was soft and reassuring on his feet, like sand on a soothing beach. He stood in front of Scott who kissed him tenderly on the lips, then he turned and shot Edward an amiable glance.

Edward grinned. “Hi, Paul. So glad you could come.”

Paul laughed. He fondled his cock absentmindedly, pushing away his nerves.

Scott stepped away to grab the lubricant, so Paul forced himself to drop to his knees in front of Edward, then he bent at the waist and rested his hands on Edward’s thighs. They were so different to Scott’s thighs – less toned and much paler. He closed his eyes and moved his face forward until his lips collided with Edward’s erection, which he took into his mouth and sucked. Edward was smaller than Scott and sucking him off was less satisfying, but it was still soothing – it reminded Paul of when he’d sucked his thumb as a child.

He could hear Edward quietly moaning as he ground his hips in front of him – which Paul took to be a good sign. He’d had plenty of experience of how to give Scott oral, so he knew what he was doing as he swirled his tongue around the tip of Edward’s cock and sucked.

He opened his eyes as he realised Edward’s body was sinking downwards to join him on the rug, so Paul leaned over to place his hands down, continuing to suck Edward off, as Edward settled on his knees. Paul felt naughty on all-fours, sucking another man’s cock like this, knowing his husband was watching and enjoying. He saw Harry kneel close behind Edward and penetrate him for the third time. He started to thrust himself hard into Edward, making Edward’s cock leak in Paul’s mouth. But Paul continued to suck, relishing being part of this thrilling threesome....