Davon and Kindra

The bass of the EDM music reverberated over my body as I swayed to the melodic music of Audio Fry, my favorite artist. My excitement mounted as the tinkling music built to a crescendo that came crashing down as the beat dropped. I started headbanging almost instinctually as the beat got grimy, but mistimed one of the headbangs and got a face full of some girl’s hair as she threw her head back. I staggered back, running into someone. I turned back to apologize and felt my breath catch in my throat.

He was taller than me, which is impressive as I’m 6’1”. His brown hair was expertly styled, up and swopping, while the sides of his head were shaved down. A light stubble shadowed his jaw, enhancing his already sharp jawline. He looked at me with blue eyes that seemed to absorb and radiate the flashing lights of the stage.

“I’m sorry,” I said to him, probably not loud enough for him to hear, but I was sure he’d understand. It’s nearly impossible to dance in a crowd without hitting other people occasionally. Most people just wave dismissively and smile. But not him.

His eyes roamed over me, filled with a hunger I immediately recognized. The look in his eyes stirred the same hunger within me, stoked by the coy smile that tilted his lips. He was wearing a simple blue shirt and jeans. He leaned in close to me and I could smell cologne and a hint of sweat that was so fucking hot to me. I hadn’t realized until then how many drinks I had had.

“Don’t be sorry,” he said. “I rather enjoyed you bumping into me.” Oh, fuck me. He was British and his accent sent a shiver of pleasure down my neck. “I’m Davon.”

“Alec,” I replied.

“Nice to meet you, Alec. Care to dance?”

I swallowed and nodded. Davon took my hand and spun me around so we were both facing the stage and placed his other hand on my waist. He let go of my hand and ran his fingers down my arm, over my armpit, and brought it to rest on the other side of my waist. He squeezed me and pulled me into his body, all the while undulating his pelvis. We began to move in unison as the music slowed, then swelled. Davon and I sang the lyrics with the crowd and when the beat dropped, we thrashed against each other.

Seemingly out of nowhere, a girl appeared, dancing next to me and Davon. She leaned in and said something to Davon that I couldn’t hear, then he responded back and I only caught my name. She gave me an appraising look, then winked at him with a nod.

“Mind if I join in?” she asked me.

I’m not really into girls, but dancing is dancing, so I nodded to her. She danced in front of me, twisting her body and dropping low, keeping eye contact with me all the while. I felt Davon’s lips on the back of my neck that soon became his tongue which found its way up to my earlobe. I felt a spasm of pleasure radiate throughout my body and playfully jerked my head away from him, mostly because I didn’t want to get a boner in this crowd.

I looked back at Davon, who’s blue eyes bored into my green before he put his lips on mine. He twisted me around and we kissed as the beat dropped, although I could still feel the girl dancing up on me from behind. Davon’s tongue probed my mouth and I let it in, dancing my tongue against his.

With a final flourish, the music came to an end. Davon and I separated as the crowd began to disperse and head toward the exits.

“Kindra and I have a hotel room downtown,” Davon said. “Why don’t you join us for a little afterparty?”

“Absolutely,” I said without hesitation. Davon was exactly my type and now that I was all wound up, release was all I could think about.

We left Club Ragged and I followed Davon out to the parking lot, hand-in-hand with him.

“Did you guys drive?” I asked him. When I looked over, I noticed he was also hand-in-hand with Kindra, but I didn’t think too much of it. Now that we were outside and Davon wasn’t trying to suck my tongue out of my face, I got a good look at her.

She was gorgeous. Her soft, round face held piercing emerald, almond-shaped eyes, a button nose, and a smattering of freckles, although I didn’t think the freckles were real. Her hair was jet black and ended at her shoulders, which were bare above the strapless dress she wore. It was form-fitting, wrapping around her thin body. It didn’t look strong enough to hold back her c-cup breasts, which made me think she was wearing a strapless bra underneath

“Yep,” Kindra said, answering my question. “Don’t worry. I didn’t drink too much. I’m okay to drive. You boys can sit in the back.” She winked at me as Davon gave my hand a squeeze.

Fifteen minutes and one hot make out session with Davon later, we were riding the elevator up to their hotel room. I was excited for an afterparty and hoped I could find time for Davon and I to step away for a little fun. Kindra unlocked their hotel and led me inside where I found only a king-sized bed and two suitcases. It didn’t really matter to me if they were sharing a bed or not, I thought as I walked into the middle of the room.

“So, when does the party start?” I asked, then turned as I heard a clink behind me. Kindra had just pulled a bottle of tequila and a bottle of pink lemonade from the mini fridge.

“Right now, bitch!” she said with a giggle, then twisted the cap off and handed the bottles to me. I took a swig and, as I always did with tequila, made a face as I downed some lemonade. Davon and Kindra didn’t seem to care and, in fact, when Kindra took a drink after me, she groaned in displeasure.

“How many more people did you guys invite?” I wondered aloud a minute later as the bottle passed to me for my third shot. I had already decided to put the bottle down after this one as I didn’t want to get blackout drunk.

“Just you,” Kindra said with a wink, causing me to choke on the lemonade.

“We really liked you back at the club,” Davon said as he took the bottle from me and put it on the desk. He put his hand on the back of my neck, gently, and kissed me on my cheek. The smell of him—cologne, sweat, tequila, and a faint musk I hadn’t detected earlier—swirled around me. I felt Kindra grab my arm and she whispered in my ear.

“We thought you’d like to have some fun with us,” she said.

“Are you guys like, a couple?”

“Not exactly,” Kindra giggled again. “Davon and I are just…really close friends.

“I—uh, I’m not really into—”

“—girls?” Kindra said, finishing my sentence. “That’s okay. I love just watching.” Something about the way she said that got me really excited. I had been in a threesome once, but I’d never fucked while someone just…watched.

“What do you say?” Davon asked, running his hand down my chest, over my stomach, and coming to a stop at my short’s waistline. I literally shuddered in ecstasy as he slid a finger over my bare skin, looked deep into my eyes, and ran his tongue across his lips.

“Okay,” I said with a swallow. Davon started to push the waistline of my shorts down, and I felt my pubes getting exposed to the cool air of the hotel room before he stopped.

“But first,” he said, “let’s lay out some ground rules.”

As if he were toying with me, he moved his hand away from my shorts, snapping the waistband back into place. I looked down and could see my semi-hard cock pressing up against the material of my shorts.

“Ground rules?” I asked.

“Yeah. For both of us. What’s off limits for you?”

“Um,” I said. “No leaving marks on my neck or in a place that can’t be hidden by a T-shirt.”

“But marks in other areas are acceptable?” Davon asked with a grin.

“Yes. Oh, and I prefer to bottom, although I’m not against topping.”

“Deal. I only bottom every once in a while, and usually only for Kindra, although I can tell by the bulge there that you’d be rather fun to ride.” That made my cock actually jump as if in anticipation, although I hadn’t missed what he’d said about Kindra topping him. I didn’t care about that at the moment, though. My cock was throbbing.

“How much involvement with Kindra are you okay with?” he asked.

I looked at her.

“Maybe just…watching this time,” I said to her. She didn’t seem at all upset. She just nodded.

“What’s your safe word?” she asked.

“How about ‘riverbend’?” It’s what I’d always used.

Kindra shrugged as Davon said, “It’s about as good a word as any.”

I had barely turned back to him when he was upon me. He pulled me into his arms and pressed his lips against mine, again pushing his tongue into my mouth and twisting it around mine. The way he expertly explored my mouth made me excited to see what else he could do with it. He parted from me for a moment to pull off his shirt before helping me with mine. I clutched him to me, feeling his bare muscles against mine. I wasn’t in bad shape, but Davon seemed to take working out seriously. I looked down between the crevice of our body to see his six pack against my toned stomach.

He licked my neck again, running his tongue up to my earlobe and sucking it into his mouth. I literally bucked into him as he ran his teeth against the sensitive flesh. I somehow got the sense that Davon liked to be in control, and I was willing to give it to him.

He moved down, licking, kissing, biting and sucking his way until he got to my nipple. He flicked his tongue over it, sending another spasm of ecstasy through me, then bit down, hard. I gasped, and he pulled back, but I grabbed his head and pushed him back onto my chest, inviting him to sink his teeth back into my flesh. I groaned as he sucked on my pec, something I hadn’t imagined I’d like, but goddamn it felt so good.

He moved on from my chest, sliding his tongue down my stomach, not seeming to mind the happy trail there, until he got to my waistband. He gripped my shorts on both sides as he licked the tip of my now rock-hard cock through my shorts, then looked up at me with an odd expression on his face. He almost looked…innocent. Until, with a sudden gleam in his eye, he pulled my waistband down and let my cock spring back, nearly hitting my stomach.

I looked over my shoulder at Kindra, who I realized probably couldn’t see much since my back was to her. She was sitting in a chair, already entirely naked, playing with one of her nipples. I turned myself so mine and Davon’s profiles would be toward her, the better for her to see. She winked appreciatively at me as Davon’s mouth wrapped around the head of my dick.

He brought all seven inches into the back of his throat, coating it in saliva before closing his mouth, sucking, and pulling back. I shuddered as he moved back and forth, making sure every inch was coated in hot spit. One of his hands moved up to the base of my cock and, on every other slide of his lips, stroked my dick with the saliva. He brought his other hand up to cup my balls, a bit rougher than I was used to, but in a good way.

After a moment, I gripped his head and pulled him up, pushing him onto his back on the bed before unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them off. I let out an audible sigh as I looked at his massive cock, which was barely being held down by his briefs. I smiled at him before running my tongue over his shaft with only the thing layer of cloth between our skin. The sweet aroma of ball sweat wafted up over me and licked his balls through the cloth, tasting the salty delight that was the produce of our heavy dancing at the club.

Deciding to keep him waiting a bit longer, I slid up and let my dick rest against his over his briefs as I pulled him into a deep kiss. His mouth tasted like precum—my precum and rubbed my pelvis into his, causing him to moan into my mouth. Seemingly unable to contain himself, he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed, directing me to return to his dick. I grabbed the waistband and pulled down, freeing a glorious nine inches of thick meat.

“It might take some getting used to,” Davon said, looking at the awed expression on my face.

“That’s easily the biggest dick I’ve ever seen.”

“Why, thank you.”

I gripped it at the base and pulled it straight up, then wrapped my lips around the tip. Davon let out a gasp as I swirled my tongue over the head, then slid his cock into my mouth. When it reached the back of my throat, I opened it as much as I could, and managed to get another inch or two before I gagged. Shit, I thought. I thought my gag reflex had been destroyed a long time ago. Davon didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he pushed his cock into my gagging, making me gag harder, but allowing it to slide down a few inches. I pulled back, and about a pint of saliva dripped around his cock.

“Here, let’s try something,” he said. “Turn round and lay on your back, head hanging over the side of the bed.” I did as he instructed, looking at his cock upside down. He glanced at Kindra, presumably to make sure she had a good view, as he slid his dick into my open mouth. At this angle, my throat was completely straight and, although I still gagged and my mouth somehow created more saliva, he slid in and out of my throat with ease, face fucking me. I heard Kindra moan with satisfaction. He made sure to pull out far enough to allow me to breathe, which I appreciated.

“I can’t stand it anymore,” he said. “I need to be inside you.”

“How do you want me?” I asked him, giving his cock another lick, sending a shudder through him.

“Lay facedown on the bed.” I did as he instructed. He lay behind me and spread my cheeks wide, exposing my asshole to the air. “Oh, your hole is beautiful.” Without further ado, he pressed his face between my cheeks and I felt his tongue lap against my hole. I moaned as his tongue sent electricity over the sensitive spot, moving back and forth with the expertise I’d imagined. I felt it press into my hole and I relaxed to allow his tongue to enter as far as it could and he swirled it around.

“Oh, fuck yeah,” I heard Kindra say quietly. I agreed with her.

Too soon, much too soon, Davon moved his face away and placed his dick in the crack of my ass. He moved it back and forth, teasing the hole with it as I breathed deeply. A moment later, he reached into the bedside table and pulled out a bottle of lube. I heard him squeeze some from the bottle a few moments before I felt one of his fingers at my hole. He rubbed it back and forth, and I relaxed as much as I could as I felt him position then slowly slide his finger into me. He gave it a twist as he pulled it free, then inserted it once more, followed by a second finger. He fingered my ass, stretching my hole open as he added a third, then a fourth finger.

“On top of me,” he said, moving to lay on the bed, facing Kindra. He hadn’t told me which way to face, but I wanted to make sure Kinda got a good view, so I faced the same way, positioning myself above him, legs spread wide. “Wait a moment,” he said, I heard a sound. I already knew, without having to look, that he was lubing his dick. I didn’t think it was necessary with how wet his cock was, but saliva was a terrible lube if there was another option. “Alright, go.”

I lowered myself onto his cock, which he was holding steady for me. As soon as the tip entered my hole, I had to stop. I wasn’t ready for the girth this man had, and four fingers hadn’t entirely prepared me. I gasped slightly and waited for the burn to subside before sliding myself down, right down to his balls. I groaned in pain for a moment, but Davon didn’t seem to mind waiting.

“It’s okay,” he said, gently rubbing my back. “I know it’s a lot to take in all at once.”

After a few moments, I began to move up and down, and the burning sensation soon vanished to be replaced by that feeling of fullness and ecstasy that makes me love bottoming so much. I bucked my hips up and down, letting my asshole slide over Davon’s cock, both of us moaning in pleasure.

I looked to Kindra. She was sitting in the chair, her emerald eyes gleaming in pleasure as she ran two fingers across her clit. She had her legs spread wide over the arms of the chair and a dildo was clutched in her other hand, moving it in and out of her pussy. A fluid covered her entire pubic area as she gazed into my eyes, hungrily satisfying herself.

It was an odd moment for an epiphany, as Davon told me to stop, then started slamming his body into mine, filling me up with his cock, but I started to wonder if I was actually bisexual. I had always been attracted to men, but as I watched that dildo slide into and out of Kindra’s vagina, I wanted to be that dildo.

Davon grabbed my legs and moved me down to stand on my knees, but kept himself inside me as he rose up behind me. I could tell that he was looking at Kindra too as he reached around and grabbed my cock in his hand. Wet with lube, he began to stroke and, although I was enraptured by Davon’s relentless pounding, I started to focus on Kindra.

Her soft round breasts. The hourglass shape of her sides. The way she shuddered as her fingers ran across her clit. We made eye contact as she started to moan loudly and a shudder ran through both of us. My ass tensed on Davon, who only fucked me harder as Kindra and I came at the same time, staring into one another’s eyes. It wasn’t even thirty seconds later that Davon came, filling my ass with hot cum.

“Oh, brilliant, yes, brilliant,” he gasped as shuddered behind me. This made me giggle, although I’d been trying to hold it back.

“Don’t laugh,” he said, “I can’t help it.” He didn’t sound ashamed or upset at me for laughing. On the contrary, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my neck. I could feel his dick growing softer inside me. “That was—”

“—jolly good?” I said, cutting him off with my best, yet horrible, British accent.

“Indeed,” he said with a chuckle, then moved away, pulling himself out of me. I looked down to see that most of my cum had landed on my shirt, which I balled up and threw to the floor, then looked back to see Davon laying in the middle of the bed, both of his arms up. Kindra was already crossing to the bed, so I lay in one of Davon’s arms while Kindra laid in the other.

“You boys put on quite a show,” Kindra said.

“We must do it again,” Davon said. “Alec, we’re getting your number and we’ll invite you over to Kindra’s place say, next weekend?”

Exhausted, all I could do was nod.

“Jolly good,” Davon said, imitating my poor British accent.

We didn’t say anything else as we lay there, naked and spent, slowly falling asleep.

I was excited about the prospect of seeing Davon and Kindra again. And next time, I thought I’d like Kindra to join…