The Prince of Punk Rock (48 page)

Tommy took Angel’s cock in his hand
and then put Jessi’s hand over his own cock.
 
She stroked Tommy, while Tommy stroked Angel.

Angel’s head dropped back to the
pillow and he moaned again.

“I want to do it,” she whispered,
her voice raspy with labored breaths.
 
“I
want you both to fuck me.”

Angel popped his head up and the
quizzical eyebrow made another appearance.
 
After a few seconds, he lifted his chin toward the ceiling and let out
an ominous laugh.
 
“Let me see your ass
again.”

She got on her knees and perked her
butt in the air.
 
Tommy spread her cheeks
apart so Angel could get a better view. She looked over her shoulder.
 
They were both staring at her ass.
 
Angel had a curious glint in his eye, Tommy
had a hunger.
 
He smashed his face into
her ass and sent his tongue on a mission.
 
It licked and probed its way deep in her canal.
 
She lurched forward and braced herself against
the overzealous rim job.

“Excuse me, Mr. Blade, I was having
a look.”

She could hear the smile in Angel’s
voice.

Tommy’s tongue made a reluctant
retreat and he spread her cheeks with his hands again. “I was just making it
nice and shiny for you.”

She looked back over her
shoulder.
 
Angel had his head tilted to
the side as he peered into her ass.
  
He
shot a questioning glance at Tommy. “It’s really tight?”

“Very tight.”

Angel slowly nodded.
 
“OK.”

Jessi remained on her knees while
she listened to Tommy and Angel strategize a position and game plan.
 
She was filled with a mixture of overwhelming
desire and heart stopping anxiety.
 
She
never had double penetration before and Angel was big.
 
She wasn’t really sure how serious she was in
the first place.
 
Maybe she should tell
them she was having second thoughts.

Tommy’s face peeked over her
shoulder.
 
“You OK, hon?
 
You look a little nervous.”

She sat upright and pulled her legs
underneath her.
 
They were both looking
at her, trying to read her face.

“We don’t have to do it if you
changed your mind,” Angel said.

“No. I want to do it.
 
Just . . . go easy. OK?”

“Of course, sweetheart.”

“Then I’m ready.”

Tommy took her hand.
 
His eyes were filled with tenderness and
concern. “No, you’re not, but we’re gonna get you nice and ready.”

He made her lie down on her stomach
and put two pillows under her hips. He spread her legs and her butt
cheeks.
 
A dollop of warming gel fell
onto her waiting anus.
 
Tommy massaged it
into her and inserted the tip of one finger, twisting it in circles. He pushed
his finger deeper until she felt his knuckle. Still turning his hand left then
right, priming the entrance, he slowly added another finger.
 
The first one was mildly uncomfortable, the
second stung and she gasped.

Tommy stopped.
 
“Just breathe.
 
Try to relax. It’ll pass.
 
Trust me.”

A deep breath, then another, and
she was ready to proceed.
 
His fingers
were on the move again, this time moving in and out in a steady rhythm.
 
It was tolerable, almost pleasurable.
 
More lubrication and another finger tried to
squeeze inside.
 
A burning sensation
ripped at her insides and she lurched up from the mattress.

Angel lay down next to her and
pushed the hair out of her face.
 
“Do you
want to stop, sweetheart?”

“No. I just need a minute.”
 
She squeezed her eyes shut and her breath
came in gasps.
 
She was determined to go
through it.
 
She wanted it more with
every second that went by. “I’m ready.
 
Go ahead.”

Finger number three slowly made its
entrance. It was almost too much.
 
She
almost had to stop, but fought through the pain until it was bearable.

Tommy pressed his lips against her
lower back.
 
“I think you’re ready.”

Thank God.

He lay on the bed and she climbed
on top of him.
 
The same two pillows that
were underneath her hips were now underneath Tommy’s. He held her around the
waist and they looked into each others eyes.
 
They both broke out into a mischievous smile at the anticipation of what
was about to happen.
 
She lifted her hips
slightly as Tommy put his cock inside her.
 
She let out a long sigh as he filled her. Now it was Angel’s turn.
 
Both she and Tommy needed to spread their
legs wide so Angel could kneel in between them.
 
She needed to move her body up a little on top of Tommy so Angel could
access her bottom.
 
More lube was rubbed
into her crack, this time by Angel’s thick fingers. Angel’s touch was harder,
more aggressive.
 
That’s probably why
Tommy was the one to prepare her.
 
One
finger probed inside, testing the entrance.
 
It wasn’t exactly pleasant, but it didn’t hurt.

“Ready, sweetheart?”

She took a deep breath. “Yes.”

Tommy watched her with concern and
caution, never breaking eye contact, as Angel’s massive cock taunted her
ass.
 
It was slick with lubrication.
 
The head went in fairly easily, but then
Angel stopped.
 
He was waiting. He wanted
her to get use to the sensation. Meanwhile, she could feel Tommy’s dick
twitching inside her.

Angel pressed his hips forward,
little by little, moving himself in and out, deeper and deeper.
 
She sucked in a deep breath and grunted as
his cock fully penetrated her. No one spoke. Communication was strictly by eye
contact.
 
She was OK and ready to
proceed.
 
Tommy nodded at Angel over her
shoulder.

Jessi didn’t know what to do.
 
The position was awkward.
 
She didn’t want either one of them to slip
out, but she didn’t need to do anything, except hang on for dear life.
 
Tommy thrust his hips up from the bottom,
while Angel pounded her from the back.
 
She flapped in between them as their bodies bounced off each other and
slapped against one another.
 
Tommy still
watched her, but she was more focused on the pleasure in his eyes. The irises
would roll up into his lids every few seconds before finding their focal point
on her face again.
 
She felt Angel’s hot
breath on her back.
 
His hand on her hip
was strong and commanding.
 
The other
braced himself on the bed, which rocked and rebounded under the force of their
lovemaking.
 
A sheen of perspiration
covered their bodies as slick as oil.
 
She could feel them both inside her, working in unison almost transforming
into one entity.
 
Angel’s cock tugged at
her bottom.
 
It pulled at the thin wall
that separated the front from the back and sent a tremor that met Tommy’s cock.

Tommy’s legs were shaking and his
eyes weren’t focusing on her anymore.
 
They were up inside his head.
 
Only bits of bright blue were visible through his eyelashes.

Angel suddenly picked up momentum
and started grunting.
 
She knew the
sounds of their lovemaking well enough to know that they were both about to
come.
 
She let herself go.
 
She stopped thinking and just
felt
both of their cocks inside her, bringing her glory she never knew existed.
 
Their synchronized movements amplified the
stimulation that they gave each other and the three of them exploded into an
orgasm at the same time.
 
They shook and
convulsed, as their orgasm morphed into one giant spasm of carnality.

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Angel couldn’t decide what to pack
for the promo spots that the label booked.  If there was a small chance he
might want to wear something, he stuffed it into a suitcase.  He was a
bundle of high energy and nerves.  Tommy was the only thing that kept him
remotely sane.

“Calm down.”  Tommy helped him
fold some jeans into an open suitcase.
 
“Stop packing everything in sight.  We’re only going to be gone a
week.”

“I know, but we’re taping three TV
shows.  I don’t know what’s going to look good on camera.”

“You’ll look great in anything you
wear, A.”
 
Tommy pulled Angel on the bed
and rubbed his shoulders.  “Besides, as soon as you open your mouth to
sing, no one is going to be paying any attention to what you’re wearing.
 
They’re going to be mesmerized by your
incredible voice.”

Angel let out a deep breath and
rolled his head back.
 
The tension melted
away under the firm pressure of Tommy’s hands.  “You always know what to
say.  Are you all packed?”

“Yeah.  My suitcases are by
the front door.  I’m just looking for my guitar strap.  The one that
Jessi made.
 
The one with the big
spikes.”

“Oh, I saw it downstairs on the
dining room chair.  Where’s Jessi?  Is she packed too?”

“No.  She had to stop by
Falcon and see Marissa.
 
She needed to
pick up some paperwork.”

Tommy’s fingers moved to Angel’s
temples, smoothing away the anxiety.
 
Angel closed his eyes and allowed the calmness to settle where worry use
to reside. “I’m glad she likes the new job. She deserves to be involved with
the band.
 
I hope she designs more now
that she doesn’t have to work those long hours at the fashion house.”

“She’s going to talk to Marissa
about designing the new merchandise line for the band.”

“That would be a tremendous break
for her.
 
I’ll put in a good word to Mr.
Ableman.”
 
As much as Angel would love to
sit there all day and have Tommy’s gifted hands bring him serenity, he needed
to finish packing.
 
He leaned his head
back to look up at Tommy.
 
“Thank you, mi
amor. I don’t know how I didn’t have a nervous breakdown before I met you.”