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Show me how it feels… to be fucked whilst fucking
Jamie turned to Alex in the living area of the flat, the weight of the question already sitting low and heavy in his gut.
“I want to know what it feels like to fuck someone while I’m being fucked at the same time. Have you ever done that, felt both ends working at once like that?”
Alex looked at him, the glass of water still in his hand, and the curve of his mouth was already there, controlled and knowing. “Yes. I’ve done it. Both ways. Being the one in the middle and being the one on either end of it.”
Jamie’s cock gave a single hard pulse inside his shorts at the answer. The dual image locked in at once: the stretch of a cock opening him while his own cock was buried in someone else, the heat and grip working from both ends at the same time, every inward thrust from behind forcing him deeper into the body in front. He kept his eyes on Alex and let the words keep coming in one continuous run, the heat climbing fast under his skin.
“I want that. I want to be the one in the middle. I want to push into someone and feel that hole stretch around me and grip me while someone else is pushing into me and stretching me open at the same time. I want the two sensations feeding each other, the way the thrusts from behind force me deeper into the person in front. That’s what I’ve been thinking about since the last time I was inside you, the way it would feel to have both of those grips working me at once.”
Alex set the glass down on the counter and came into the living area properly. His own shorts were already showing the clear line of his cock starting to fill out under the fabric, the weight of it shifting as blood moved into it. He stopped a few feet from Jamie and answered without any pause, voice firm and low.
“I know someone who’ll do exactly that with us. Sam. I’ve hooked up with him before. He’s reliable, he’s clear about what he wants, and he’s done the middle position himself so he knows how to keep the rhythm working for the person in the middle. He’ll top you while you top me. That’s the configuration you want, yes? You in the middle, me under you, him behind you.”
“Yes,” Jamie said. The word came out rough, continuous with the heat already pressing harder against the front of his shorts, the weight of his cock obvious now. “That’s exactly it. You under me, him behind me. I go into you first so I’m fully inside you when he starts pushing into me. Bareback. All of it bare. I want to feel the raw stretch and heat from both ends without anything between us.”
Alex nodded once. “Bareback is fine. He’s tested, I’m tested, you’re tested. Timing is the only other thing. He’s free tomorrow evening. I can message him now and lock it in if you want it that soon.”
Jamie’s gaze dropped to the growing shape of Alex’s cock straining against the shorts, the thick outline clear under the fabric, then came back up. The heat in his own gut was climbing fast, the dual image still playing sharp behind his eyes. “Message him now. Tell him the exact setup. Tell him I want to fuck you while he fucks me and that I want to feel every bit of both at the same time, the way the thrusts from behind will drive me deeper into you. Tell him tomorrow evening works.”
Alex pulled his phone from his pocket without looking away from Jamie. His thumbs moved across the screen in short sharp taps. Jamie watched the line of Alex’s forearm and the way the fabric of his shorts tented further as he typed, the physical response in both of them already open and visible. Jamie’s cock was fully hard now, the head pushing up under the waistband, a dull ache settling low in his balls at the thought of the double grip that was coming, the stretch from behind and the heat around his own cock at once.
Alex sent the message and held the phone loosely. “Sent. I told him the configuration, the order of entry, bareback, and tomorrow evening. He’ll answer fast. He always does when the offer is clear.”
They stood there in the living area with the heat between them already thick. Jamie’s attention stayed locked on the solid length of Alex’s cock under the shorts and the matching hardness in his own, the dual fantasy keeping up its short sharp flashes: the rim of Alex’s hole stretching around the head of his cock, the thicker pressure of Sam’s cock forcing its way into him from behind, the way every inward thrust from Sam would drive him deeper into Alex until the two rhythms locked together.
Alex’s phone buzzed. He glanced down, read the reply, and looked back up with the same controlled curve of his mouth.
“He’s free. He’s interested. He said yes to the exact setup and he’ll be here tomorrow evening at eight. He asked if you want him to bring anything. I told him no. We’ve got everything we need.”
Jamie’s cock jerked hard inside his shorts at the confirmation. The arrangement was locked. Tomorrow evening Sam would walk through the door, the three of them would move to the bedroom, and Jamie would end up fully inside Alex with Sam fully inside him. The weight of that fact sat heavy and immediate in his gut, the dual stretch and heat already vivid enough to make the ache in his balls deepen.
“Good,” Jamie said, the word coming out continuous with the rest of the thought, the heat still climbing. “Tell him we’ll be ready. Tell him I want him to push in once I’m already buried in you so I feel the stretch of him opening me while your hole is already gripping me. Tell him I want the full dual heat from the first thrust, both ends working me at the same time.”
Alex typed the short reply and sent it. Another buzz came almost at once. He read it and held the phone up so Jamie could see the single line of confirmation. Sam had answered with a simple yes and the time.
Alex put the phone away. Both of them were fully hard now, the shapes of their cocks clear against the fabric, the physical evidence of the conversation sitting right there between them. Jamie’s attention stayed on the thick outline of Alex’s cock and the matching ache in his own. The dual sensation he had asked for was already only one night away, the weight of it settling deeper with every breath.
“Tomorrow evening,” Alex said. “Eight o’clock. He’ll be here. You’ll be in the middle exactly the way you want, buried in me while he’s buried in you.”
Jamie’s cock pulsed once more under the shorts. The arrangement was set. Sam was confirmed. The next evening was locked in. All that remained was the wait for the door to open.
Sam knocked once and Alex opened the door. Jamie stood in the living area and took in the third man as he stepped inside. Sam was solid through the shoulders, the same height as Alex, already looking at both of them with clear recognition of why he was there. The introductions were short and direct.
“Sam,” Alex said. “This is Jamie.”
“Jamie,” Sam answered. His voice matched the rest of him, low and plain. “Alex said you want the middle.”
“I do,” Jamie said, the words continuous and rough with the heat already rising again. “You behind me, me inside him. That’s the order. I go into him first so I’m fully buried when you start pushing into me.”
Sam nodded once. “Got it. That’s exactly how we’ll do it.”
They moved straight to the bedroom. The door shut. Clothes came off without pause. Jamie’s attention locked on the two cocks as they came free. Alex’s was the familiar solid length, already filling out under the residual heat from the night before, the weight of it shifting as it rose. Sam’s hung heavier and thicker through the middle, the head still mostly soft until Jamie’s gaze stayed on it. It began to rise under the direct look, the weight of it shifting as blood moved into it.
Hands and mouths went to work with purpose. Jamie took Alex’s cock into his mouth first, the heat and salt of it immediate on his tongue, the solid length sliding over the wet surface while Sam’s hand closed around Jamie’s own cock and stroked the length from base to head in firm pulls. Alex’s mouth found Sam’s cock a moment later, the wet sound of it filling the space between the three of them. Jamie felt the dual pressure at once: the thick shaft sliding over his tongue and the tight grip of Sam’s fist working his own cock harder, the ache in his balls deepening with every stroke. He pulled off Alex long enough to speak in one continuous run, the words rough with the heat already building.
“Keep that going. I want both of you hard before we start. I want to feel the weight of it when I push into you and the stretch of him when he pushes into me, both ends working me at the same time.”
Alex’s answer came rough around Sam’s cock. “We’re getting there. You’re already leaking, and he’s filling out under my mouth. Just keep going.”
Jamie’s cock was fully hard in Sam’s hand, the head wet, the ache settling low in his balls. He went back down on Alex, taking him deeper, while Sam’s free hand moved between Jamie’s legs and pressed two slick fingers against his hole. The rim yielded under the pressure. Heat and tightness closed around the digits as they sank in. At the same time Jamie reached for the bottle on the nightstand, coated his own fingers, and pushed two into Alex. The familiar grip of Alex’s hole took them at once, the muscle fluttering then holding, the heat of it closing around his knuckles.
They worked each other open like that, mouths still moving, fingers sliding deeper. Jamie felt every millimetre of the stretch inside himself and the matching heat around his own fingers, the dual pressure already feeding the ache in his gut. Sam added a third finger. The burn of the extra width landed sharp, then settled into a full open pressure that made Jamie’s cock pulse harder in the grip still working it. Jamie did the same to Alex, scissoring carefully, watching the way Alex’s cock jerked against his stomach each time the fingers curled, the muscle tightening and releasing around him.
Alex spoke first, voice continuous and low. “I’m ready. Get inside me. I want you buried before he starts, fully inside so I can feel the stretch of you while he’s opening you up.”
Jamie pulled his fingers free. Alex shifted onto his back, knees drawing up and spreading wide, the dark rim of his hole already soft and open from the fingering. Jamie coated his cock with more lube, the length slick and rigid under his fist, then climbed between Alex’s thighs. He lined the head against the entrance and pushed. The rim stretched tight around the flare, resisted for a single heartbeat, then gave. Heat and grip closed around him as the head sank in. He kept the pressure on, inch after inch sliding through the tight channel until his hips met skin and the full length of him was sheathed. The continuous squeeze of Alex’s hole locked around every inch, the muscle fluttering against the base of his cock, the living heat of it soaking into him.
Jamie held there, buried to the hilt, breathing through the first full pulse of that familiar heat, the dual image already sharpening in his mind. Behind him Sam’s hands settled on his hips. The blunt head of Sam’s cock pressed against Jamie’s own hole, already slick and open from the fingers. Sam spoke in one continuous low run as the pressure increased.
“You’re open. I’m pushing in now. Keep still while I get the head inside, then I’ll give you the rest once you’re used to the stretch. You’ll feel every inch of it.”
The rim of Jamie’s hole resisted for a moment, stretched wide around the thicker head. Then it gave. The head sank in. Heat and relentless grip closed around him at once, tighter than the fingers had been, the muscle sliding over the head and clamping hard just behind it. A low sound tore out of Jamie’s chest. The dual sensation hit him complete and immediate: the living clench of Alex’s hole around his own cock and the thicker stretch of Sam’s cock forcing its way into him from behind. Sam kept the pressure on, inch after inch dragging through the tight heat, until his hips met Jamie’s ass and the full length of him was buried.
Jamie was locked between them. His cock was fully inside Alex, every inch gripped by the continuous squeeze and wet heat. Sam’s cock was fully inside him, the thick shaft stretching him open, the base pressed flush against his hole. The two grips worked against each other with every small shift of breath. Heat soaked into him from both directions at once. The weight of being the middle settled heavy and total in his gut, the dual pressure already flooding every nerve.
He spoke without moving, the words coming out rough and continuous. “Fuck. That’s it. I’m inside you and he’s inside me. I can feel both of you gripping me at the same time, the heat and the stretch feeding each other. Don’t move yet. Just hold it so I can feel how full it is, both ends locked around me.”
Alex’s hands settled on Jamie’s shoulders, fingers digging in. “You’re buried. He’s buried. We’ve got you right where you wanted, fully inside me while he’s fully inside you.”
Sam’s grip tightened on Jamie’s hips, keeping the three of them locked together. “Full depth. Both ends. Whenever you’re ready to move, we move. You’ll feel every thrust from both sides.”
Jamie stayed still, hips pressed tight to Alex, ass pressed tight to Sam, the dual heat and grip flooding every nerve. The first simultaneous penetration was complete. The three of them were locked in that first unbroken moment, ready for the next thrust.
Jamie stayed locked between them for one more breath, cock buried to the hilt in Alex, Sam’s thick cock buried to the hilt in him. Then Sam pulled back. The rim of Jamie’s hole dragged along the shaft, tight and clinging, the wet heat sliding over every inch as the length withdrew halfway. Sam drove in again. The force of the thrust pushed Jamie forward, driving his own cock deeper into Alex until his hips met skin with a sharp slap.
The dual feedback hit at once. Alex’s hole clenched hard around Jamie’s cock, the living grip milking the full length as the extra depth forced it in. At the same time the thicker stretch of Sam’s cock filled Jamie completely, the pressure dragging along his inner walls and locking the two sensations together. Jamie’s breath caught. He pulled back halfway out of Alex, the rim clinging to his shaft, then thrust in again just as Sam drove forward behind him. The timing locked. Every inward push from Sam forced Jamie harder into Alex. Every stroke Jamie made into Alex pulled against the cock still moving inside him.
They found the rhythm fast. Sam’s thrusts came in longer drives, the thick base stretching Jamie’s hole wide on every inward push. Jamie matched them, hips working between the two bodies, cock sliding through the continuous heat and grip of Alex’s hole while the pressure inside him never eased. Hands moved to hold the positions. Jamie’s fingers dug into Alex’s thighs, spreading them wider. Sam’s hands gripped Jamie’s hips, controlling the depth and the force so that each thrust from behind landed exactly where it drove Jamie deepest into Alex.
Jamie spoke through the movement, the words coming out rough and continuous. “Fuck that feels good. I can feel your hole gripping me every time he pushes me deeper. The stretch of him inside me and the heat of you around my cock at the same time. Don’t stop. Keep driving me into you, keep that pressure on both ends.”
Alex’s answer came in the same continuous run, breath short. “That’s it. Keep the angle. You’re hitting me right where I need it every time he forces you forward. Take every inch of him and give me every inch of you. Keep fucking me exactly like this.”
Sam’s voice stayed low behind Jamie, the words timed to the thrusts. “You’re so tight around me. Every time you push into him your hole clenches harder on my cock. Keep taking it. I’m going to keep filling you while you fill him, both ends working the same rhythm.”
The pace climbed. Longer strokes. Deeper drives. The wet sound of two simultaneous fucks filled the room, lube and the natural give of both holes making every slide audible. Skin met skin with sharper slaps. Sweat built across Jamie’s chest and shoulders, the heat of the three bodies locked together turning the air thick. Jamie’s cock pulsed inside Alex, the continuous milking of the clenching muscle feeding the ache in his balls. At the same time Sam’s cock dragged through him in long heavy thrusts, the thicker stretch never letting the pressure drop.
Jamie adjusted the angle of his hips, searching. On the next drive from Sam the head of his own cock dragged across the spot that made Alex’s whole body tighten. The answering squeeze around Jamie’s cock was immediate and fierce. He kept the new angle and thrust again, longer this time, the full length sliding out until only the head remained inside Alex before burying deep. Sam matched it from behind, pulling most of the way out of Jamie then slamming back in to the hilt so the force drove Jamie forward at the exact moment he needed it.
The dual loop locked tighter. Jamie felt the living clench of Alex’s hole working his cock on every stroke, the muscle fluttering and holding, the wet heat soaking into him. He felt the thicker stretch of Sam’s cock moving inside him at the same time, the pressure forcing him open, the base of it pressing flush against his hole on every inward drive. Each thrust from behind pushed him deeper into Alex. Each stroke into Alex pulled against the cock filling him. The two sensations fed each other without pause, the weight of both ends climbing higher in his gut.
Sweat ran down Jamie’s chest. His hands gripped tighter on Alex’s thighs, holding him open. Sam’s grip on Jamie’s hips stayed firm, controlling the rhythm so the three bodies stayed linked. The visual of it sat sharp in Jamie’s attention: Alex on his back, knees spread, cock leaking precum across his abs in thin strings; Jamie buried between those thighs; Sam locked behind him, hips working in the same continuous drive. The wet slap of skin on skin grew louder. Precum from Alex’s cock mixed with the lube, making every slide slicker.
Jamie’s voice stayed continuous, the words rolling out between the thrusts. “So full. Your hole keeps pulling me back in every time he drives me forward. I can feel him stretching me open while I’m stretching you. The heat from both ends at once. Keep clenching around me like that. Don’t stop. Keep that grip working me while he fills me.”
Alex answered in the same rough run. “You’re so deep. Every time he pushes you I feel the full length of you hitting that spot. Keep fucking me exactly like this. Take his cock and give me yours. Don’t ease up.”
Sam’s low commentary kept coming with the thrusts. “Tight. Your hole grips me harder every time you bury yourself in him. I’m going to keep pounding into you while you pound into him. Feel how deep I am, both ends locked together.”
The intensity rose without break. Longer strokes from both ends. Deeper drives. Tighter grips. Jamie’s abs flexed with every thrust. The dual sensation of his cock being milked by Alex’s relentless clench while Sam’s thick cock stretched him open from behind drove the heat higher in his gut. He could feel how close Alex was getting from the way the muscle started to spasm in tighter pulses around his shaft. His own cock ached inside the heat, the need climbing with every deep drive that Sam forced through him.
They kept the hardened pace. Both holes used without pause. Sam’s thrusts into Jamie drove Jamie harder into Alex on every stroke. Jamie’s strokes into Alex pulled against the cock still moving inside him. Sweat-slick skin slapped together. The wet sound of the double fuck filled the room. All three men were visibly close, the continuous dual grip and pressure locking them at the edge.
Jamie spoke one more continuous run as the thrusts stayed hard and deep. “Fuck. I’m so close. Your hole is gripping me so tight and he’s filling me so deep at the same time. Don’t stop. Keep driving me into you. Keep stretching me open while I fill you. Both ends, right like this.”
The three of them stayed locked in the hardened rhythm, both holes taken without pause, the dual heat and grip climbing toward the peak.
Alex’s body locked first. His hole clamped down in a fierce rhythmic pulse, tight spasms that milked Jamie’s cock hard. Thick ropes of cum spilled across Alex’s abs, pulsing in heavy bursts while his cock jerked. The clench around Jamie’s shaft was intense, each wave of the orgasm squeezing him in short powerful contractions. Jamie fucked through it with short deep thrusts, burying himself to the hilt on every stroke so the milking never eased. The sensation of that rhythmic grip working his length forced a rough sound from his throat, the dual pressure still climbing.
Sam kept thrusting behind him without pause. The continuous stretch and pressure of Sam’s cock moving inside Jamie while Alex’s hole spasmed around him locked the dual heat tighter. Jamie’s own cock pulsed harder inside the clenching channel. The dual feedback pushed him over. He drove in one final time, hips flush against Alex, and held there as his cock pulsed hard. Thick jets of cum pumped out of him in heavy spurts, filling Alex deep while the muscle still spasmed around him and Sam’s cock kept moving in long drives through his own hole. The feeling of emptying while fully gripped by Alex and still stretched open by Sam was overwhelming: heat, pressure, the way both ends kept working every pulse of his load.
Sam thrust through the full length of Jamie’s orgasm, the thick shaft dragging against the fluttering walls, then pushed in one final time and held deep. His cock pulsed hard inside Jamie. Heavy spurts of cum pumped out of him, filling Jamie while the residual clench of Alex’s hole still milked Jamie’s spent cock. The dual sensation of being filled at the same moment he finished filling Alex sat total and complete in Jamie’s gut, the weight of both ends still locked around him.
They stayed joined for several breaths. Aftershocks ran through all three bodies. Alex’s hole continued to twitch around Jamie’s cock in smaller flutters. Sam’s cock stayed buried, the last pulses fading inside Jamie. Sweat ran down Jamie’s chest. His thighs trembled from the effort. The residual heat and stretch from both directions still flooded him - the soft used grip of Alex’s hole around his own cock and the thicker fullness of Sam’s cock still locked inside him.
Jamie spoke first, the words coming out rough and continuous while they stayed locked together. “Fuck. That grip. Your hole milked me so hard while he was still fucking me. I felt every pulse of my load going into you and every pulse of his load going into me at the same time. The dual heat never stopped. Both ends kept working me right through it.”
Alex’s hands stayed on Jamie’s shoulders, fingers still digging in. “You filled me while he filled you. I felt every thrust he forced through you. That was exactly the middle you wanted, both of us locked around you at once.”
Sam’s grip on Jamie’s hips eased but did not fully release. “You stayed tight around me the whole way through. I felt you come while I was still moving in you. Now you know what both ends feel like together.”
Sam eased back first. The thick head of his cock dragged past the rim of Jamie’s hole one last time. Cool air hit the wet length the moment it left the heat. A slow trickle of cum leaked from Jamie’s open hole onto the sheets. Jamie followed more slowly, pulling out of Alex. The rim clung to his shaft until the head slipped free. Alex’s hole stayed open, the rim soft and used, a matching trickle of Jamie’s cum leaking from it.
Jamie looked down. Both holes were soft and open, the combined mess of their loads visible on the sheets and across Alex’s abs. The visual landed sharp - the stretch still showing, the wet evidence of the dual finish. His own cock hung heavy and slick, the last pulses fading, the residual memory of the grip around him and the stretch inside him still vivid in his gut.
He reached for the cloth on the nightstand and cleaned them with practical focus. He wiped the cum from Alex’s stomach first, then the slick from between Alex’s legs, then the mess from his own hole and cock, then Sam. The touch stayed thorough and direct. When he finished he settled on the bed between them, the solid weight of the three bodies cooling against each other. The sheets stuck a little where sweat and cum had dried.
Jamie’s cock still carried the residual dual sensation - the way Alex’s hole had stretched around him and milked him through the finish, and the way Sam’s cock had stretched him open and filled him at the same time. The heat and pressure of both ends sat heavy in his gut even as the intensity faded.
His voice came out continuous and low. “That dual grip. I want to do it again. God, I’m already thinking about the next time I get to push into you while someone pushes into me and feel both holes working at once, the stretch and the heat feeding each other the same way.”
Alex’s arm settled across Jamie’s chest. “We’ll do it again. Sam’s already said he’s up for it whenever you want the middle.”
Sam’s hand rested on Jamie’s thigh, the weight of it plain. “I’m in. Same setup. You in the middle, me behind you, him under you. Whenever you’re ready.”
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