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groan couldn't have made its way out around the dick in his mouth. He rocked back onto me a few times before he returned his attention to the blowjob.
    “Yeah, yeah, Richard. Please.” Matthew's voice sounded hoarse.
    Richard's ass gripped me with a fierce clench. When had anyone last taken him? I didn't want to hurt him, but I couldn't still my movements. He felt unreal around me, tighter than I'd had in a while.
    A husky groan exploded out of Matthew. His writhing beneath Richard had me coming faster than I wanted, but nothing could have stopped me. I fell onto Richard's back as my breath slowed. I pressed a light kiss to his shoulder and forced my mind blank before I could evaluate the action.
    “Fifth,” Matthew said. A giggle slipped out.
    I lifted my head. “Huh?”
    “That's your fifth today.”
    Richard moaned.
    “I think someone still needs to come.” I moved off him.
    “Uh-huh.” Matthew scooted forward under Richard. He wrapped his hand around the man's cock and gave his mouth a fierce kiss. When the kiss ended, Richard sat on his heels. Matthew slid closer and cupped a second hand under his balls.
    Richard swatted the hands away. “Ride me?”
    Matthew's eyes widened. “Oh. Oh, yeah.”
    “Want to know how you feel around me.” Richard hauled Matthew to him. “Wanted it since I first saw you. Couldn't stand the thought of those other guys with you tonight.”
    “Me either,” I said and clamped my mouth closed. Shut the hell up.
    I reached for a condom and handed it along with the lube to Matthew. His hands shook as he worked open the wrapper and rolled the condom on Richard's thick cock. He added lube over it and his own body. My breath caught in my chest when he touched himself.
    Matthew's cock had filled again, and droplets slid over the tip by the time he straddled the other man's thighs. He gasped as he lowered himself over Richard, and when he settled on the man's lap, a low sigh escaped him.
    “He fills you up good, doesn't he?” I asked.
    “God, yes.” Matthew clutched at Richard's shoulders. He waited until his body stopped shuddering before he rose up and rammed back down.
    “Kid!” Richard screamed. “Do that again.”
    He did. Again. And again. And I watched with utter fascination.
    Matthew didn't stop with words or sounds the entire time he rode Richard's lap. He bounced, skin smacking, his ass swallowing the thick cock with each downward plunge. If I hadn't come so many times, my prick would have been coming back to life at the sight of them together. Matthew's lean leg muscles flexed with each lift. I ran a hand over his thigh as he dropped onto Richard again.
    Why the hell was I touching him there?
    I repositioned myself behind Matthew and slid my hand between them. With a few strokes, he came, a loud chorus of “yes, yes, yes” ringing out. He collapsed, his arms wrapped tight around Richard's neck.
    Richard grunted through his last pushes upward, and once he stilled, he petted Matthew's back, the touch soft as he swept his fingers over the pale skin. The way I remembered petting my childhood dog, not something I ever did to another person.
    I leaned forward and my chest pressed Richard's hand harder against Matthew's back. “Three,” I whispered in Matthew's ear. “You've got me beat, at least in this room.”
    “Yeah. Uh-huh.” Matthew's strained voice was barely audible. His breathing evened out as he came back to us from the far-off sated place he'd gone.
    “Damn,” Richard said. An exasperated sigh clung to the word.
    “What?” I spread out with my head on the pillows. What the hell could be wrong after all that?
    “Matthew still didn't get to fuck me.”
    “Oh.” Matthew's body shook, his voice raspy.
    Richard laughed. “Hey, kid, how long you been coming here?”
    “Almost four years.” Matthew slipped off Richard's lap and unfolded beside me.
    My jaw dropped.
    Richard stood and grabbed more towels. He settled across the bed, leaned forward, and