Mark observed that Nicholas had a black leather leash and O-ring collar in one hand, and a glow-in-the-dark pumpkin pail of Halloween candy in the other. With a small smile at Mark, Nicholas put his items off to the side as Anthony and Sören walked over to him. Mark watched - still bound and helpless - as Nicholas kissed Anthony, then kissed Sören, and then Anthony and Sören began undressing Nicholas, continuing to take turns giving him sensual open-mouthed kisses and deep ones, one claiming his mouth with the other kissing and licking his neck, their hands roaming and caressing Nicholas's hairy body. Mark's cunt throbbed at the sight of Nicholas's silver man fur - he loved chest hair and body hair on Men - and his trim, toned, sculpted body, now being worshiped by two equally-gorgeous naked men.
Nicholas's half-hard cock fully hardened at their attention, and Mark moaned at the sight of Nicholas's cock twitching as Sören and Anthony knelt together and began to kiss and lick their way down Nicholas's body, fingers brushing and walking, hands sliding in slow circles, exploring.
Nicholas and Mark groaned together when Sören and Anthony got to work on Nicholas's cock, Sören licking at the head while Anthony licked down and up the shaft, their tongues rubbing the shaft together and licking each other every few strokes. Then Anthony's tongue was on Nicholas's cockhead as Sören's tongue took long, slow deliberate strokes all over the shaft. Anthony took Nicholas's cock in his mouth and Sören sucked on Nicholas's balls, and Anthony and Sören reached between each other's legs, Sören gently stroking Anthony's cock while Anthony's skilled fingers played with Sören's clit. Mark's own cunt throbbed, desperately aching for attention.
Sören and Anthony kissed, tongues teasing, sharing Nicholas's precum between them, making streamers, and then Sören sucked Nicholas's cock while Anthony licked and kissed Nicholas's balls. Nicholas moaned, petting them as they pleasured him.
When Sören and Anthony resumed lapping at Nicholas's shaft again - continuing to rub their tongues together every now and again, sharing his precum - Anthony went from playing with Sören's clit to fingering him, one then two fingers. Mark heard the wet squishing sounds of Anthony's fingers in Sören's cunt and it drove him wild, whimpering, rubbing his thighs together, his own cunt urgent for relief. Sören's lush lips wrapped around the head of Nicholas's cock and he whined with his mouth full, rocking his hips and fucking himself on Anthony's fingers until Anthony stopped with a frustrated grunt. Anthony stood up, put his slick fingers in Nicholas's mouth to taste, and grabbed Sören's curls with his other hand, pulling him up - giving Sören a hand on the way up. "I think that slutty, wet pussy wants some cock," Anthony said.
"I concur," Nicholas said.
Nicholas and Anthony played Rock Paper Scissors to decide which of them would get to fuck Sören first. Anthony's rock blunted Nicholas's scissors, so once Sören was down on the floor on all fours, face down ass up, Anthony knelt behind him. Nicholas stood before Sören, and as Anthony took Sören from behind, his cock pushing into Sören's creamy cunt inch by inch, Sören swallowed down Nicholas's cock, getting as much of it in his mouth as he could, eyes locked with Nicholas's.
It was exquisitely frustrating torment, being made to watch as Sören worked his hips, fucking himself on Anthony's cock, Anthony's hips slapping against Sören's as he drilled Sören's cunt, while Sören bobbed his head, Nicholas's cock gliding in and out of his mouth, Sören moaning with his mouth full. Anthony reached around to play with Sören's clit and his free hand slapped Sören's pert ass. Nicholas kept a possessive hand on Sören's head, his other hand tenderly rubbing Sören's upper back. Nicholas and Anthony groaned and grunted together and the filthy wet suctioning sound of Sören's cunt being fucked - the sight of Anthony's cock glistening with Sören's juices with each stroke - just made Mark even crazier.
Mark was so gone in his lust that he wasn't even aware he was begging "please, please," until the words poured out of him in a desperate wail. "Please, PLEASE, PLEASE..."
Anthony, Nicholas and Sören all turned their heads to look at Mark, writhing, rubbing his thighs together, panting and whimpering like he was in heat.
With an exaggerated sigh, Anthony pulled out of Sören, and Nicholas allowed Sören a few teasing licks at his cock before they came over to the bed. "Oh, you poor dear," Nicholas said. He glanced at Anthony. "Do we think he's had enough?"
Anthony smirked. "Almost."
They freed him and gave him a moment to stretch his arms and flex his wrists, and then Anthony and Nicholas set about putting the collar around Mark's neck and clipping the leash through. Sören brought over the pail of Halloween candy; Anthony unwrapped a small peanut butter cup and brought it to Mark's lips. "Here," Anthony said.
Mark ate the treat from Anthony's hand like he was a pet - which turned him on even more - and then he licked and sucked Anthony's fingers. Anthony groaned, his cock twitching at having his fingers sucked, and then he unwrapped another peanut butter cup and offered it to Mark, who ate it and once again sucked on Anthony's fingers when the treat was gone. Anthony gave him another, then another, then he looked over at Nicholas and Sören, who stopped making out with each other to pay attention. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Anthony asked them.
Nicholas and Sören each lay back on the bed, and Anthony artfully arranged a column of alternating candy corn and assorted fun-sized chocolates, down their torsos. He held Mark's leash and Mark had to eat the pieces of candy off their naked bodies, continuing to drive him out of his mind with lust as he admired their gorgeous male physiques, and they responded to the feel of his mouth on them, his tongue licking them clean. When Mark was almost done with the candy, Anthony started fingering him ever so slowly, and Mark tried not to come without permission but it felt like one of the greatest tests of endurance of his life to keep holding out.
It didn't help when Anthony husked, "Good boy," with each bit of candy Mark ate, his free hand petting Mark's hair and rubbing his back as he kept a hold on the leash. "That's a good boy." Mark's cunt twinged - he loved it when his lovers praised him, a balm for his soul after the years of Doom. "Such a good boy for us."
Once Mark had finished eating the candy from Nicholas and Sören's bodies, they sat up, and took turns kissing Mark - Nicholas, then Sören, then Anthony. As Anthony and Mark kissed, Nicholas and Sören resumed making out with each other, and Mark moaned into the kiss, watching them, finding them beautiful and delicious together.
Anthony kissed, licked and nibbled Mark's neck and played with Mark's hard nipples as Mark watched Nicholas lay back, pull Sören against him, and take him, with Sören's back to his chest, Nicholas's arms wrapped around Sören from behind and he kissed Sören's neck, hands wandering over Sören's body down to play with his clit. Sören cried out and so did Mark.
"Would you like to fuck him, too?" Anthony asked.
Mark nodded enthusiastically, and Sören smiled and licked his lips.
Anthony held Mark on the leash as Mark climbed atop Sören. As they kissed, their cunts kissed too - the feel of clit on clit made Mark and Sören cry out into the kiss, Sören clutching at him, nails digging in Mark's sides. Mark groaned as he began to rub against Sören, fucking Sören's clit with his clit. Nothing felt more luscious than their hard clits together, rubbing and teasing, and Mark knew he wasn't going to last long.
Anthony took Mark from behind, and Mark moaned into Sören's neck, continuing to grind on Sören as Anthony's cock stroked his inner walls. Four voices rose together in passion, accompanied by wet slurping, smacking sounds, cock fucking cunt, clit fucking clit, Anthony's balls slapping Nicholas's. The pleasure and tension built higher and deeper until it was all that existed, rutting in primal animalistic need, aching to come but not able to get enough of the rhythm of their bodies, fitting and moving together so perfectly.
But it couldn't last forever - they were all too pent-up from the night of teasing. Anthony grabbed the O-ring of Mark's collar, pulling the collar almost tight enough to choke him, and growled, "Come, slut."
Mark gave in, climaxing... shattering. He felt Sören's clit pulsating against his, and Anthony spilling inside him - Anthony's teeth on his neck as Anthony shuddered against him. Nicholas gasped and groaned, trembling, and Mark knew he was coming too. Mark's orgasm throbbed and throbbed, one of the strongest orgasms of his life, making him laugh and cry as relief and euphoric bliss washed over him.
"Good boy," Anthony whispered, tenderly kissing Mark's neck where his teeth had been. "Good boy."
Sören beamed and tenderly stroked Mark's face. Mark leaned into Sören's touch, smiling back. Nicholas kissed Mark's cheek and leaned in to kiss Mark's brow. "That's a good boy," Nicholas said. He tousled Sören's curls and nuzzled Sören's neck. "You too."
As they came down, they cuddled in a tangle of limbs, warm and cozy. "That was fun," Mark said.
"We might have to make that an annual tradition." Anthony grinned.
"I don't know if I can survive all that again." Mark laughed. "I'm immortal but even I have my limits."
Sören raised an eyebrow and Mark knew what was coming. "Hi Immortal But Even I Have My Limits -"
"If Sören's dorky dad jokes haven't killed you by now, nothing will." Anthony gave Sören noogies, and Sören wet his finger and tried to stick it in Anthony's ear.
But Mark knew he could - and would - not only survive all of that next year, he would enjoy it immensely. He was already looking forward to next Halloween.
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