Praise Me [BL] COMPLETED

Chapter 25

My head landed on the mattress after Morgan pushed me down. I blinked up at him as he crawled on top of me and straddled my hips. "I'm horny." He breathed out, soft and breathy as his hands slid up my sides.

I didn't find it all that surprising, not after seeing what happened last time when he got drunk.

Caesar tossed his car keys on the nightstand, being the only sober one out of all of us. Whether it was to drive us home or just because he didn't like drinking, I wasn't sure.

My pullover was slowly pushed up until the soft of my stomach was exposed. Morgan rubbed circles into my sides, lightly massaging as he stared down at me with hooded eyes.

Caesar came up behind Morgan and ran a slow hand up his back. "How many drinks did you have?"

"Why do you care?"

"I didn't ask for the attitude, I asked how many drinks you had."

Morgan turned his head to peer at him over his shoulder. "Three."

Caesar hummed softly and dropped his hand to cup my thigh. "What about you?"

"Three." I answered quietly, not nearly as tipsy as Morgan.

"You're such a light weight." He ruffled Morgan's hair, making him turn his head away.

"f**k off."

"Yeah, yeah." Caesar slid his hands under Morgan's hoodie and cupped his hips. "I thought you were horny, hm?"

"You gonna do something about it?"

"If you ask nicely." He slid his hands up further and finally pulled Morgan's hoodie off. My eyes trailed over his defined chest, only achievable from how much he worked out, before reaching out to cup his thighs.

He glanced down at me while Caesar circled his arms around his waist. He cupped the almost unnoticeable bulge under Morgan's jeans, making Morgan tip his head back against his shoulder. "Hm? Not gonna make me beg?"

Caesar's lips twitched up as he popped the button open. "As if you would anyway." He lowered the zipper slowly before dipping his hand in.

Morgan's stomach clenched for a moment before he grabbed Caesar's wrist. Caesar made a questioning noise when his hand was pushed away and Morgan rolled off me. He laid down next to me, jeans unbuttoned and boxers exposed, as he stared at Caesar.

"I don't want a hand job." He pressed his foot into Caesar's bare chest and slowly dragged it down to the semi bulge tenting his jeans.

"Tell me what you want."

Morgan rubbed his foot back and forth against his growing bulge, applying pressure as Caesar stood at the edge of the bed. I almost startled when his heavy gaze turned towards me. "What do you want, baby? I'll let you pick."

"Ah." I let out an unsure noise, used to them just making the decisions for me. "Um.." When my eyes trailed over to Caesar, Morgan reached over and pressed his hand into my cheek to bring my attention back to him.

"Look at me. What do you want?" With his full attention on me, he continued to rub his foot into Caesar's bulge. "You can pick anything and we'll give it to you. You wanna get f****d? Wanna sit on my face? Talk to me, baby boy."

A slow flush spread across my cheeks. "I- I like whatever you want."

"Yeah?" Morgan turned his head back to Caesar and let his foot drop back to the bed. He sat up and guided me up with him. "I wanna see you get f****d. You always sound so sweet with Caesar's c**k inside you." My breath hitched as he gripped my chin and tilted my head towards him. "Is that alright with you?"

Feeling flustered from how intense his eyes were, I nodded shyly. Morgan turned to Caesar and lightly ran his hand over his clothed c**k. "What about you?" He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled the zipper down. "Think you can get it up?"

Caesar let his hand drop to Morgan's head, brushing his soft waves back and pulled his hair into his fist. "You're awfully mouthy."

Morgan smirked and tilted his head. "Blame the alcohol." He pulled Caesar's jeans down and slid his hand into his boxers. "Ah," he breathed out, "looks like you have no problem getting it up."

Caesar let out a low hum while Morgan beckoned me forward. "Just to be sure," he pulled Caesar's c**k out and I almost whimpered from the sight, "why don't you suck on it a bit, pup."

I chewed at my lip and slowly shuffled forward on my knees, feeling bashful with both of their eyes trained on me.

My gaze dropped down to Caesar's c**k before I leaned down to give it a tentative lick. He was already almost fully hard, but as my lips parted to suck at his tip, the urge to get him completely hard from my mouth was almost overwhelming.

"Good boy." Caesar threaded a hand through my hair, making me glance up at him. He was watching me closely as more of his c**k disappeared in my mouth. He's so big.

My hand clenched around his thigh while the other one held the base of his d**k. I let out a shaky breath and tried to relax my throat when the urge to gag was suddenly so strong.

Pulling back, I settled for licking up and down the sides of his c**k while I caught my breath. He didn't seem to mind as he scratched behind my ears and stroked my hair.

I heard them kissing before I saw it. The next time I glanced up, Caesar had an arm wrapped around Morgan's waist, coaxing him forward as they made out. Morgan was cupping his cheeks to tip his head down, as if demanding all his attention.

My hole clenched around nothing while I took his c**k back in my mouth. The sound of them panting into each other's mouths played in the back of my mind as I hollowed my cheeks. Caesar's soft groan had slick slowly leaking out of my hole while his hand tightened in my hair.

The taste of his precum gradually became stronger as he leaked more onto my tongue. This had me humming quietly, happy that I was making him feel good. I could feel my tail slowly wagging behind me.

I couldn't prevent myself from gagging when I forced myself to take more of him in. My eyes started tearing up but I didn't pull away, I relaxed my throat and squeezed his thigh to ground myself.

Caesar sucked at Morgan's lip, hearing him moan softly, before pulling away breathlessly. He squeezed his ass before Morgan kneeled back down beside me.

"You're taking his c**k so well, pup." Right after his praise, I gagged and heard him make a quiet sound of amusement.

Caesar groaned and grabbed me by my hair again before pushing my head down. I whimpered from the sudden force and squeezed his thighs, needing to grip something for support.

My eyes squeezed shut as Caesar pushed my head down even further. I could feel the tip of his c**k pushing against the back of my throat, making me gag again. I swallowed around his c**k, making him groan lowly as my throat got tighter, before he started to f**k into my mouth.

I whimpered as my mouth was stretched even wider. My jaw was starting to ache from how big he was.

He pulled back slightly, enough room to f**k back in but not enough for me to take a breath, before forcing the rest of his d**k down my throat. After repeating this a few times, he finally pulled my head back to give me some air.

I panted loudly while his tip rested against my lips, out of breath and teary eyed. Caesar cooed at me and wiped the drool away with his thumb. "That was mean, huh? Poor baby, I'm sorry."

And I pouted with a pitiful nod because it was mean. It made my d**k throb almost painfully inside my shorts and had slick running down my thighs.

I tensed but quickly relaxed when I felt Morgan cup my bulge from behind. He wrapped his arms around my waist while his chest pressed against my back. "This almost looks painful," he slipped his hand under my boxers and squeezed my d**k, making me whine, "want me to take care of it?"

I panted softly as my mind started to turn fuzzy. "Please."

-

Now completely naked, I clenched around Caesar's fingers as he worked two of them in and out my hole, stretching me so I could take his c**k.

I was laying on the mattress again, knees propped up and head lulled on a pillow, as Morgan sat in my lap. He was hovering over me, and the friction of our c***s rubbing together every time either one of us moved, was almost overwhelming.

I moaned into his mouth when Caesar curled his fingers inside me. Morgan parted my lips with his before his tongue was brushing mine. Our kiss was loud and sloppy, lacking proper coordination as we mostly just panted into each other's mouths.

I felt Caesar pull his fingers out of me and a moment later, Morgan was moaning into my mouth. He pulled away a few seconds later and looked back at Caesar over his shoulder. "Don't you think you're being greedy?"

Caesar smirked and pushed another finger into Morgan, using my slick as lube. "Greedy? For wanting to f**k my boyfriends?"

"Yes." He moaned. "Do you need to f**k both of us?"

"I can't help myself." He drank in the moan Morgan let out when he started rubbing his prostate. "How am I supposed to pick just one of you when you'd both look so pretty stuffed with my c**k?"

Morgan dropped his head into my neck and mumbled a breathless 'whatever'.

Anticipation licked at my stomach when Caesar pulled his fingers out of him, after properly stretching both of us, and grabbed a condom. He rolled it onto his c**k and reached out to rub a finger against Morgan's hole. "Do you need lube?"

"No." Even I could feel how much of my slick Caesar had lathered onto his hole, it was rolling down his thighs before smearing onto mine. Maybe I should've been embarrassed about how much slick I leaked.

Any possible thought I could've had suddenly disappeared when I felt the tip of his c**k at my entrance. He didn't hesitate to slide into me until his hips were pressed to mine.

A small cry fell from my lips as I tightened around him, still not used to his impressive size. He's so big.

Caesar wrapped his hands around my thighs before slowly pulling out. He watched each inch of his c**k slowly reappear before slamming back in with no warning.

"Fuck." My back arched into Morgan, unable to stop the desperate moans falling from my lips. My hands gripped his hips tightly, feeling even more sensitive because of the alcohol in my body.

Morgan turned my head towards him and pressed our lips together again. He bit my lip softly before sucking over the bite. His mouth was warm and faintly tasted of beer and the strawberry gum he was chewing earlier. He tastes good. "Mmm."

Caesar's c**k filled me up while dragging across my walls deliciously. I couldn't help but whine into Morgan's mouth, "Feels so good."

He slid his hand up my side before cupping my chest. "He's so big, isn't he?" He teased at my n****e, rolling it between his fingers and pinching it until I was whimpering. "He fills you up completely, huh?" I nodded and pursed my lips for another kiss.

He didn't hesitate to peck my lips before licking into my mouth. I wondered what he tasted, whether I tasted like beer or the mint chapstick I put on, or maybe a mix of both.

At some point, Caesar pulled out of me, leaving my hole empty and clenching around nothing.

I couldn't find it in myself to care, not when Morgan let out such a pleasured moan when Caesar slid his c**k into him. "Shit." He breathed out, breath coming out short before relaxing.

"f**k, you're tight." Caesar groaned and squeezed his ass. "Should I have prepped you more?"

"Kind of f*****g late, huh?"

"I guess you're fine if you can talk back." He thrusted into him, making Morgan jerk forward with a low curse. "I just f****d you this morning, how're you this tight?"

"It's not-" Morgan cut himself off when Caesar thrusted right into his prostate, "f**k- you're just, ah, so big, that's why."

I chewed at my lip, almost feeling desperate to close my legs as Morgan's c**k kept sliding against mine. It was slick from both of our tips leaking precum, making me feel even more sensitive. "Mmm."

Caesar's hands covered mine as he gripped Morgan's hips to f**k into him harshly, he didn't hold back as he snapped his hips into him repeatedly.

Morgan blindly reached back at some point, trying to get him to slow down but Caesar grabbed his hand and held it against his back. "Caesar." He whimpered desperately.

"What's wrong, baby?"

"Slow- slow down."

"I can't help it." He breathed out and watched his c**k disappear inside him. "It drives me crazy when you get like this. You get a little alcohol in you and turn submissive."

"f**k," Morgan dropped his head back in my neck and whimpered again, "you."

"It's not as threatening when you whine like that."

I didn't know whether to shy away from the friction on my d**k or chase the pleasurable feeling. It was overwhelming in the best ways. I could feel Morgan's c**k twitching against mine just like I'm sure he could feel mine.

"Ah!" I jerked in surprise when I felt the tip of Caesar's c**k at my entrance before he was pushing in again.

"Mm," He grabbed my thighs and dragged me forward, "did your hole miss my c**k? You're leaking so much, pup." Caesar sank into my heat and let out a low groan when I tightened around him. "Can you feel how wet you are? You're basically begging me to breed you."

I squeezed my eyes shut, face flushing, when a loud squelching sound came from my hole every time he thrusted into me. "Pl-please." I didn't even know what I was begging for, but he seemed to understand as he started driving his c**k right into my prostate. "Ah!"

He was relentless even as my hips raised off the bed. He would press them right back down and drill his c**k into me harder. My hands flew up to Morgan's back, needing to grip something.

I didn't realize how hard I was holding onto him until Caesar chuckled breathlessly. "He's tearing your back up, baby."

Morgan groaned, feeling my nails drag down his back. "Whose fault is that?" Caesar hummed, seeming pleased that it was his.

I turned my head into Morgan's neck and inhaled deeply, taking in as much of his scent as I could. It was beginning to be too much, bordering on almost painful as I was stimulated from both ends. "Wanna cum."

Morgan tilted his head and pressed his lips to mine in a short kiss. "You can c*m whenever."

I cried out when he reached between us and started rubbing at the head of my c**k. "Morgan. It's- it's too much."

"Then c*m and I'll stop."

I panted desperately, feeling that familiar knot in my stomach slowly start to unravel. Caesar gripped my thighs tighter and repeatedly rubbed into my prostate. It's so much, I'm gonna c*m.

I clenched around his c**k and arched into Morgan's chest. "Gonna cum." I gasped out. My toes curled while Caesar had to hold my hips down from how much I was moving.

Later on, I'd feel bad about how much I actually scratched up Morgan's back. Angry red lines were already showing up and surely stinging him. Though, he didn't seem to care as he groaned lowly.

When I came, it was with a sharp whine while I bit into Morgan's shoulder. He let out a curse when I did, not expecting the sudden bite as I came between our bodies. My c*m coated his c**k just as it did mine, making the slide even smoother.

My knees tried to come together and close but it was useless as Morgan was on top of me and Caesar was holding my thighs open. Thankfully, he pulled out and didn't waste any time slamming his c**k into Morgan.

I shied away from the friction on my c**k as much as possible but it was hard with our bodies pressed against each other. His body jerked into mine each time Caesar thrusted into him, making us both moan in sensitivity.

Morgan was fisting the sheets, looking like he could c*m any second. His moans were breathy, a sign that he was close to his orgasm.

Even though he was so close to cumming, he still laughed breathlessly when his hair kept swinging in my face, making me whine and turn my head as it tickled. "Sorry." He gathered his hair over one shoulder and out of my face.

He pressed back on Caesar's c**k. "M'gonna c*m, babe."

Caesar squeezed his ass. "Then cum."

When Morgan came, it was silent but the groan Caesar let out told me he must've tightened up a lot. He pressed his lips to mine in an open mouthed kiss and sighed into my mouth as his toes curled. He let his lips just press to mine, unmoving as his orgasm consumed him.

I sucked at his lip and licked into his mouth when he finally whimpered. "Caesar-"

"I know." He breathed out and pulled out.

My eyes were trained on his hand as he tore the condom off and started fisting his c**k. "Fuck." He sat back on heels and quickly jerked himself off, looking like he could come any second.

It didn't take more than a minute before he was sitting up and gripping my thigh as Morgan and I laid there tiredly. I tried to burn the image of his lip caught between his teeth into my memory as he groaned and finally spilled onto his fist and on our bodies.

He purposely moved forward so his c*m would fall between us and drip onto my thighs.

When he finally sat back, Morgan rolled off of me and stared up at the ceiling. None of us said anything, thinking about what we just did in content silence.

At some point, I sat up as the feeling of my slick drying on my thighs started to feel gross. Caesar was already there with a towel to wipe it away, making me hum happily and spread my legs.

Morgan sat up a minute later and tried looking at his back. "f**k, you really didn't hold back."

My lips pursed as I stared at all the red, puffy lines littering his back. "Sorry."

"It's alright, I liked it."