Perfect Addition

Chapter Seven

Marcus’ POV

“Hey, Marcus! You’re back! Where’s the food?” Hamilton asked, referring to my lie about heading over to Urby’s sandwich shop.

“I didn’t go to Urby’s, Hamilton,” I confessed, as I walked into the bedroom we shared.

“Oh? So where did you go?”

“To the office.”

“What? Why?” he asked, immediately on edge.

“To find something I left there.”

“Oh,” he said, obviously relieved. “What did you forget?”

“Nothing, but I found something else. Something long, hard and caramel-colored,” I said, looking him straight in his wide eyes. He swallowed.

“Marcus. . .what did you. . .are you talking about?”

“Sayid. He’s been fucking you. He admitted it to me, both before and after he fucked me.”

“He what?!”

“Yes, and I understand why you let him hit. He got that good dick, I admit, but you could have told me. Why’d you keep him all to yourself, or does he have something over you?”

Hamilton sighed and looked to the floor. I felt awful as he looked so defeated and sad at that moment. I sat next to him and wrapped my arm over his shoulders.

“What is it? You know you can tell me anything. No judgment.”

“He has videos of us, Marcus! Videos of us fucking in my office, and he threatened to hand them over to my boss if I didn’t let him fuck me. I didn’t want to at first! Marcus, I really didn’t but once he put it in me, that dick felt so damned good! I caved, and I just needed to feel that dick in me again, and again! I’m sorry, Marcus, but I couldn’t risk him ruining my career. I’ve worked so hard and for so many years to reach this point, and then he would have exposed you as well, and you’re so young! I didn’t want any stain on your name if you decided to move to another company or career field.”

It all came tumbling out. I hugged Hamilton then. He’d been dealing with a lot over the last few days, and holding it all inside in order to protect us both.

“Hamilton, listen to me,” I began. “I forgive you and I understand why you did what you did. Trust me, I do, but please don’t ever keep things like this from me. I know you’re the older one in this relationship and are used to thinking that you know best, but when you’re in a bind like this, you don’t have to go alone. That’s what I’m here for, OK?”

“OK. I understand,” he said with a weak smile. “I’m sorry about all of this. What are we going to do?”

“Well, I’ve been thinking about that on the drive home, and I have an idea,” I smirked. “A very wicked idea that will result in pleasure for all three of us, and a very vulnerable position for our dear Sayid.”

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Sayid’s POV

I couldn’t believe how lucky I was. I’d been fucking both Hamilton and Marcus all week! I’d fuck Hamilton first in the evening, pounding that big chocolate muscle ass in the basement. Then Marcus would return later in the night, and I’d let him through the delivery bay, where there was another camera that the building owners hadn’t bothered to fix. I would fuck him in the loading area, gouging that sweet dark-chocolate booty before dumping my second (or sometimes third) load in his cum-hungry ass. I asked how he managed to get around his man asking questions, and he’d told me that Hamilton had been extra busy with work and so they’d had to hit the gym separately. So every night, Marcus was supposedly pumping iron when, in fact, he was the one getting pumped. Fuck yeah!

What I hadn’t expected was for Hamilton to invite me to his house. He had made the offer just after I had fucked him again in the basement. He told me that Marcus wanted to go out of town for the weekend to visit his parents for their anniversary. That meant he’d have the house all to himself and I could stay over and fuck him the entire time. Of course, I wasn’t about to say no to that offer. Considering there had been a string of burglaries in my hood recently, it would be a nice break from the drama.

Hamilton picked me up from the other side of the park across from the office building. Excited as he was, he drove like a madman, and I was amazed that the cops weren’t on our tail by the time we turned into his pristine-looking neighborhood, with its manicured and flowered lawns and gardens. He pulled into the driveway of a very nice looking house. Two stories and large with very green grass and huge multicolored flowers. I didn’t really care about that though, as Hamilton leaned over, pulled aside the waistband of my sweatpants and buried his face in my crotch.

“Mmmmmm! Smells so fucking good!” he moaned, and mouthed the outline of my raging-hard dick. I grasped the back of his head, caressing his scalp as he fished my dick free and sank those full sexy lips down around it.

“Oooooh fuck, nigga! Yeah! Suck that fuckin’ dick, man!” I growled, pressing my skull back against the headrest while Hamilton moaned and slurped and gurgled, sending pleasure down my shaft and into my balls. Then, he swallowed me to the root.

“Augh fuck!”

I gripped his head tighter as he sucked faster, choking himself on my huge caramel shaft and getting my pubic bush sloppy-wet. He pulled my sweatpants down further, slid his throat up off my dick and went to work on my balls.

“Gotdamn, nigga! Fuck!” I barked, shuddering as he sucked on one then the other, then both my hairy nuts in his mouth. He rinsed them, using lots of spit and making gentle pulsing motions with his mouth like a washing machine. I arched my back and rose up in the seat, spreading my legs as best I could in my sweatpants.

“You liked that?” he asked, purring as he licked up the underbelly of my throbbing hard dick.

“Fuck yeah, I liked that shit! Damn!” I sighed, a smile on my face. Then I gasped as he, once again, sank those full lips and hot sloppy-wet throat down my shaft. “Uuuuurrrgghh!”

“Mmmmmmmmmm!” he moaned, sending vibrations down my dick to my balls and asshole. He slid his lips to the head and worked it over for a while before retreating completely. “Let’s get inside. I need you to fuck my brains out, Sayid.”

“You damn right I will!” I exclaimed, grabbed my bags, pulled my pants over my dick so the neighbors wouldn’t see, and followed him inside.

He closed the door, then he was on me. We were kissing, his soft lips on mine. I groped that big muscle ass of his, and he stroked my hard dick as he fished it out of my pants again. He sank to his knees and resumed the blowjob, faster this time, slamming his nose into my pubic bush.

“Urgh! Urgggh! Fuck yeah!” I panted, leaned up against the wall as he gobbled my big caramel dick, over and over again. Spit soaked my pubes and trickled down my balls, and dangled from his chin and lips.

“Fuck!” he gasped, coming up for air with thick saliva trailing from my dick.

I leaned down and kissed him. I pulled him to his feet and pushed him forward over the kitchen island. I groped his big round buns, then yanked his shorts down. He was going commando, and I spread those chocolate cakes, and buried my face.

“Ooooooh shit!” he groaned.

“Mmmm hmmph!” I moaned, sucking on his fleshy chute. I spread his buns further and sank my tongue deep inside, tasting the now-familiar flavor of his anal ring. My dick got even harder. I loved eating ass. I jiggled those cakes over my face as I sucked harder on his winking pussy. I got his ass wet; so wet that my thick spit dribbled down his balls. I stood and pressed my raging dick to his hot hole. I pushed inside and we both moaned as I sank balls-deep.

“Auuugh fuck yes!” he howled. “Gimme that fucking dick, Sayid!”

I held him by the waist and began to fuck him, in steady controlled strokes; pilling damned-near my entire length out before I plunged all the way back in and nestled my balls to his taint every time. He quivered and his back arched deeper. That was what I liked to see. I started to clap them buns, punching into his greedy silky guts. His moans were music to my ears and I closed my eyes, savoring the experience as I fucked him in steady thrusts.

“Mmph! Mmm! Mmm! Mmph! Yes!” he whimpered, and began to throw his ass back to meet my thrusts.

“Fuuuuuck!” I growled. “Fuck yeah, nigga! Show me how much you want this big fuckin’ dick! Throw that ass back on me!”

“Yes!” he whimpered again and slammed that booty back on my dick like a video vixen.

“Shit! Gotdamn, that ass!” I growled, and smacked his jiggling booty repeatedly, the slaps echoing off the walls along with our flesh-on-flesh clapping. I let him continue for a while before I took back control and pounded his insides.

“Ooooooh shit! Fuck!” he growled.

“Mmm hm! Mmm hm! Imma nut deep inside this pussy, and this is only the first of many you gonna receive this weekend!” I warned, as I went into overdrive and hammered his squishing chocolate pussy. “Mmmm fuck! OH FUCK! UUUUURRRRGGGHHH! MMMMM! MMMMMM FUCK!”

“Yes! Yes! Oh fuck, I feel that nut, Sayid! Oooooh fuck!”

I leaned forward over his back, panting. His pussy was good. I felt it flexing, milking me as I pumped out the last of my cum. I held onto him and churned my hard dick round and round inside, much to his delight.

“Mmmm yeah! Fuck that feels good!” he sighed.

“Yeah? It’ll feel even better for round two! Let’s head up to the bedroom, so I can lay you out and dig into this pussy good and proper!”

We dropped our clothes completely and walked naked up the stairs  to his massive master bedroom. We flung open the windows on three sides, letting in air and light, and sure to give any nosey neighbors a real good show.

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Marcus’ POV

The entire scene had played out before my eyes while I hid in the large walk-in kitchen cupboard. I couldn’t deny the fact that I was turned on, watching my boyfriend get fucked good and deep like that. Sayid was sexy and he knew how to pound a man into sweet oblivion. I groped my achingly hard cock, as I stepped out of the cupboard and gave them a few more minutes to get into round two upstairs. Then, it would be time for me to make my move so that Hamilton and I could enact our plan.