Manchester Ménage 01 - Saving Samuel (22 page)

He closed his eyes, too far gone to even think about anything except getting something bigger inside him and riding it hard. Samuel’s fingers left him and he cried out, the emptiness making his body ache. Milo was sliding a condom up Samuel’s length and wetting him.

“Push in, Samuel. Nice and slow. Let him feel every inch of you.”

Daniel watched as Milo guided Samuel closer to his desperate body, biting his lip as he felt the smooth, blunt head of Samuel’s cock brushing over his hole.

“Daniel…” Samuel moaned his name as he entered him for the first time, his whole body blushing and burning up. He threw his head back, stiffening all over as his cock slipped in nice and slow.

“Ah, fuck! Yeah. Give me it all, Samuel. You feel so good.” Daniel rocked his hips, making both of them grit their teeth.

“Nice and slow, Samuel.” Milo was rocking up against Samuel, running his hands all over his sexy, nimble body in front of him as he watched them join. “That's so hot. I can't even tell you how it makes me feel.”

Daniel felt Samuel’s balls on his cheeks and groaned. He was slimmer than Milo and not as long, but he was super fucking hard. He felt like iron inside him, and when Milo tilted Samuel’s hips and got him hitting his prostate on every stroke, Daniel was lost in bliss. Samuel was so stiff inside him. Daniel had never felt a real cock so hard.

“That’s it. Fuck him nice and deep. Just like that.” Milo was pulling his balls with one of his hands, watching their bodies joining, running his fingers over Daniel’s stretched skin as Samuel filled him up with the other. “Work that cock in him.” Milo loved every second and it made Daniel heat up even more. He hadn't considered Samuel topping him. Why? No fucking idea because it was going to be something they did again and again.

“Fuck me, Samuel.” Their eyes met, then Samuel glanced at Daniel’s cock leaking and bouncing around between them.

“He’s close, Danny. Where you want it?” Milo made Daniel wake up a bit.

“Over me. Come over me.”

“You heard him, Princess.” Milo watched Samuel hit Daniel harder, his body falling out of sync and just trying to reach its goal and come hard. “Pull out now.” Milo grabbed Samuel’s hips, slipping his cock from Daniel’s body and pulled the condom off his swollen cock. Samuel barely took a breath before he came all over Daniel’s cock and balls. He was crying out, pumping more cum than he’d ever shot before. “Hmmm, someone liked that.” Milo was milking him, making sure every last drop of cum had been emptied from Samuel’s balls.

“Milo…” Daniel was so close. He hurt from being so hard—he needed something and he needed it fast. A gentle stroke of a hand would be enough, but that’s not what Milo needed.

Samuel slipped beside them, watching as Milo pushed Daniel’s knees to his chest and thrust into him like an animal, pounding their bodies together in a violent clash of flesh.

“Fuck! Yes,” Milo growled as he ploughed into him. “That’s what I need. Give me that ass, Danny. Give it to me.”

“It’s yours.” Daniel clenched down, his cock shooting off all over him as Milo forced his way through his tight muscles, never pausing as he fucked him with his thick cock. “Milo, keep fucking me.”

Milo grunted, his cock hitting him just right and swelling every second. “Shit! I need this.” Milo threw his head back with a shout of his name and came. “Danny!”

Daniel was panting, body sagging into the mattress and eyes closing as Samuel and Milo surrounded him, kissing him and touching him as he fell asleep, sated and fully used.

He smiled as he felt them both hugging him. “I love you two.”

Both of them whispered the words back to him and he slept peacefully in their arms.

M
ilo left Daniel sleeping after his shower and climbed in behind Samuel, who had his head leaning on his palm while he stroked Daniel’s hair softly, watching him sleep. It made Milo grow warm watching the men he loved being so intimate, seeing and feeling the love between them.

When he pressed up against Samuel’s hot body, Samuel leaned around and kissed him. “I missed you this morning.”

“I missed you too. But I think I made it up to you both when I got back.” He traced the scar on Samuel’s neck with his tongue, a faint one which most people would miss because of his hair and pale complexion, but one he’d spent a lot of time sucking and nibbling on since they got together.

Samuel smiled, pushing back on him and curling up in his arms, still stroking Daniel’s hair. “I love you.”

“I love you, Princess.” Milo smiled when he felt Samuel chuckle against him. “So much.”

He enjoyed voicing how he felt in bed or when they were cuddling up. When they were on the phone or out and about, it still felt out of place, but Milo was getting better.

He worked his mouth down Samuel’s shoulder, following the line of another thin white scar which had been forever imprinted on his skin, licking it and sucking it, making Samuel shudder and shake in his arms. “I love all of you. Every part of you.”

“Milo…” Samuel leaned forward, allowing him clear access to his back and Milo smiled because he was letting Milo work down his back, kissing the third scar, a long one which ran from his shoulder to his hips. Milo dragged the sheet from his body so he could kiss and nibble his way down, making sure to touch every single millimetre of the hurts left on Samuel’s body and leaving a loving touch behind.

“I love you,” Samuel moaned into the pillow. “Don’t stop.”

Milo tilted Samuel’s hips, finding his tongue hovering above the curve of his cheeks.

“Don’t stop, Milo.”

Milo continued his delicate kisses, his hot tongue licking further down until he was right there, licking the cleft of his cheeks, gently nibbling the tender flesh and finding the last scar on his back. A thicker one, not caused by a crop or whip like the others. Milo fought down the anger which still clung to him when he thought about the fuckers who had left these marks on Samuel, fought back the vision of a fifteen year old Samuel tied to a bed, a knife cutting into the soft globes of his arse as punishment for fighting back and trying to stop the men from raping him.

“I love you,” he whispered against the indent marring the otherwise perfect skin on Samuel’s rosy cheek.

Milo could feel his stomach turn with the memories, but he refused to let them rise. He wouldn’t let Samuel’s past stop him from giving him what he needed. His body had known such pain and hurt, all Milo wanted to do was wash away those memories and leave good ones behind, and if licking and kissing those scars made Samuel feel good, then it made him feel the same way.

Samuel lifted his leg on Daniel’s thigh, leaning further over, the cheeks of his arse parting and giving Milo a glimpse of what he desired so much. He wanted to run his tongue down those cheeks, part them and lick his sweet little hole until Samuel was shooting off over the sheets, or over Daniel. Milo grinned, dipping his tongue between the soft, plump cheeks and licked his way down to his balls then back up again on the other side.

“Milo.” Samuel was breathless above him.

Milo paused and kissed the scar on his cheek again. “You okay?” Milo could tell Samuel was still enjoying himself. His body showed no signs of stress, just sexual tension from his touches, but he wanted to hear him say the words anyway.

“Yes.” Samuel lifted his head and looked over his shoulder. “I want it.”

Milo grinned and got one back from Samuel. “I want to taste you.” Milo licked the inside of his cheek again, careful not to get near his hole. “I want to run my tongue around you, eat you until your tight little hole opens up and lets me slip my tongue inside you.” He ran his tongue over Samuel’s hole. He jerked, letting out a squeal.

“That's new.” Milo chuckled. “I liked that sound. Ready to squeal again?” Samuel’s slack-jawed response got another grin from Milo. “I’ll take that as a yes.”

Milo shifted his gaze back to the beautiful sight of Samuel’s opening. He spread the plump cheeks, revealing Samuel’s body up close and personal and in a way he’d not seen before. “You're so fucking beautiful.”

Milo dipped his head, pressing his face in Samuel’s cheeks, letting his tongue start at his tailbone and work all the way down him in a soft, slow teasing way. When he reached the tight hole of Samuel’s body, he swirled his tongue around, listening to that high-pitched squeal again as he licked him, adding more pressure and French kissing his hole.

Samuel swore. “Fuck!”

It made Milo smile because it was the first time that happened. He adjusted his position and really began to feast on the sweet body offered up to him. He was lost in the smell and taste of Samuel—listening to the hot pants of air coming from him were all he needed. His cock was thick and swollen, and he began to rub it on the sheet as he pushed his tongue into the relaxed hole.

“Milo! My God!”

Daniel moved beside them, cupping Samuel’s balls and massaging them. “Relax. Just enjoy it.” Daniel was kissing Samuel. Milo could hear their moans and breaths as they connected lips. Daniel’s fist was now slipping over Samuel’s cock and Milo pushed his face into Samuel, his tongue curling and fucking his tight hole faster, rolling his own hips and pushing his cock into the mattress.

“That’s it,” Daniel groaned. “Let go. Just come. That’s it.”

Samuel cried out, his body finally giving in and spurting over Daniel’s thighs, his hole clamping shut. Milo groaned, fisting his own cock in his hand as he sucked and kissed Samuel’s cheeks.

Daniel lifted his head. Samuel was laid out on him, breathing hard and Daniel gave Milo a smile. “Need a hand?”

“No.” Milo came hard, shooting off over his fingers, grimacing as he worked his hips harder, thrusting into his fist and clenching his jaw tight. “That was so good.” Milo slumped back onto the bed with a groan. “Jesus Christ. We should probably get out of bed, or we’ll just keep getting hard and making each other come all day.”

“What’s wrong with that?” Daniel kicked his splayed out body and Milo lifted his head, seeing Daniel working his cock in his hand. “Come here and suck me.”

“Give me a minute.”

Samuel shifted on top of Daniel, slowly running his fingernails down Daniel’s chest all the way down to his aching cock before placing his fist around it, running it up to his head and twisting his palm. The hiss Daniel gave made them both smile and Samuel shifted lazily in between Daniel’s legs, a sexy smile playing on his full mouth. Milo shifted so he had a better view and smiled as Samuel dipped his head.

“Samuel…” Daniel drifted off as Samuel gently placed those sexy lips around him. “My God.”

Milo moved closer, lying his head on Daniel’s chest and playing with his nipples, watching Samuel work his mouth up and down Daniel until he was joining him, licking and sucking with Samuel and sharing Daniel’s cock. Daniel lost his mind above them, pulling the sheets in his closed fists, raising and shifting underneath them, calling out both their names as they took turns working their mouth down his shaft. Milo could take him deeper and swallowed him to the root, then backed off and let Samuel’s softer touches tease him. They were able to keep him on the edge for a long time, until Daniel was begging them to let him come.

Milo took him deep, feeling him swell in his throat, and swallowed before pulling off. Both he and Samuel wrapped their mouths around his head, letting his cum pulse over their lips while they all moaned.

Milo kissed Samuel, licking the cream from him while Daniel watched. “Hmmm. So good.” Milo licked his lips and smiled up at Daniel. “Enjoy that?”

Daniel flopped back to the mattress, sighing heavily while Samuel and Milo crawled up to him, each laying an arm and leg over him and kissing him. “You two are gonna kill me.”

“I can't think of a better way to go,” Milo joked before kissing him again.

“I'm starving,” Samuel said as he shifted around, noticing he was lying in a wet patch. “And dirty again. You two are always making me dirty.”

“We love making you dirty, Princess.” Milo leaned over and kissed him. “How about we get washed and dressed and go out for lunch?”

“Is it still lunch time?” Daniel tried to see the clock but gave up.

“It’s two. So yes.” Milo slapped Daniel’s thigh and got up, stretching his arms above his head and smiling down them splayed out on the bed beneath him. Samuel’s pale creamy skin mixed up with Daniel’s darker tone and hair made Milo take too long staring, and when Samuel tilted his body, letting him get a better view of those long legs and flat stomach, Milo slapped his hand over his eyes and turned away. “Urgh, Jesus! I have to go.”

Daniel laughed. “Chicken.”

“Hmm. Chicken.” Samuel moaned as Milo chuckled in the bathroom.

“Okay, food.” He splashed cold water over his face and checked out his reflection in the mirror. He looked happy and sated. More relaxed than he'd ever looked before, but then he'd never had two sexy men feeding his appetite for sex and love before. “We need to replenish our energy.”

While Milo dressed quickly and went downstairs, Samuel and Daniel took longer, but then they had more of a mess to clean up. Milo was sitting down in the garden with a glass of orange juice and flicking through his messages when he spotted one from Dalton. He grinned when he saw the excited news of his weight. He’d lost five pounds in the two weeks they’d been going to the gym, but it wasn’t just the weight loss which made his friend so happy, it was the feeling of pride in his own abilities which was the best feeling Milo could have given him.

Samuel was beside him and drinking the last of his juice while he sent back a text and arranged another early morning session for the next day.

“I like Dalton.”

Milo smiled up at Samuel. “He likes you. He likes your cooking more.”

“He's so cute. He has amazing eyes.”

“Does he?” Milo was shutting his phone down. “Never noticed.”

Samuel tutted but Daniel was out now and locking up. “Where we going?”

“Samuel wants chicken. How about Nando’s?”

“Cool. Let’s go.” Daniel leaned in for a kiss as they walked down the drive. “I'm going to hate you going back to work. I’ve got used to having you here more.”

“I know, but it will happen. Soon probably. I'm off in to speak to the sergeant tomorrow afternoon. I'm hoping I’ll be back at work next week.”

Samuel wrapped his arms around Milo’s waist. “I’ll miss you, but I know you'll be glad to get back to work. Besides, I think Dalton is missing you. He must be. You’ve been his partner for four years.”

“Yeah.” Milo grinned. “I suppose I miss him too. He makes me laugh. I just hope he’s alright and not hiding it from me.”

“You mean like you do with everyone?” Daniel climbed in the back and Samuel settled himself in the passenger seat next to Milo. “Why should he open up when you don’t do the same? Invite him over, I’ll talk to him.”

Milo paused, but it could be a good idea. Milo wasn’t into personal conversations, but Daniel was. “I’ll see what he’s up to later.”