Pride of the Veld

giving it a little thrust.
    Geo keened, rearing up as Andrea breached his entrance and slid deep alongside Danie. Danie couldn’t imagine what Geo was feeling. He’d never felt anything quite like this before. The heat and the pressure were lighting up all his nerve endings, and he vaguely wondered if he could talk Geo into topping him along with Andrea.
    The thought that there should obviously be more opportunities with the Italian surprised him before slithering away as Andrea slid all the way in, chasing the breath from his lungs.
    “Oh, Danie,” Andrea crooned, “our Geo feels so good, so tight, with you alongside me. How are you, caro?” He leaned into Geo, planting kisses wherever he could reach without moving too much.
    “Move, move, move…” groaned Geo. His body was limp, draped across Danie’s chest, but his own cock was hard and twitching in Danie’s hand. Danie started slowly, stroking Geo’s shaft, relishing the silky skin, the spongy resistance as his thumb slid over the head, dipping into his slit to paint pre-come over the helmet. He could taste Geo on his tongue without much trouble; he’d had the real thing so many times in his mouth that his imagination wasn’t taxed. He loved this man, loved his body, and loved his heart. But in all the time they’d been together he’d never experienced this shaking, shuddering Geo, calling out to them, begging for their hands and pricks.
    With his free hand, Danie stroked through Geo’s hair, pushing the sweaty strands from his face. He relaxed and let Andrea drive the sensations into his body, opening up to both men, playing the anchor for their pleasure. Geo groaned and whined, writhing against Danie until he started thrusting in counterpoint to Andrea. Geo really would make a lovely switch; he was certainly trying to top from the bottom here… well, maybe from the middle. Maybe that’s what it took for Geo to take charge.
    They couldn’t last much longer. Geo was the first to spill his release, thrusting into Danie’s hand until his come spurted over Danie’s belly. The clenching of his pelvic muscles set off a chain reaction, spurring Andrea faster until his friction sent Danie over the edge. Andrea followed along seconds later.
    Danie was so elated in the afterglow of his orgasm he started laughing, setting them all off.
    “Holy fuck, Drea― that was glorious!” Danie, laughing, eased himself carefully out of Geo. Andrea was stripping them of used condoms and cleaning them all up.
    “Oh, God,” Geo groaned. “Good thing there’s two of you and we don’t have to go anywhere tomorrow. I’m going to be closed for business for the foreseeable future, and you two are going to have to carry me around.”
    “Caro, it will be a pleasure. And I promise, whenever you’re ready, Danie and I will be on our knees ready to service you, any way we can.”
    “Oh, sounds nice. But not now. Sleep now. Blowjobs later. Much, much later.” Geo barely had the words out of his mouth before his breathing changed, Danie recognizing it as the first stages of sleep. Andrea returned to his original position next to them, though this time he kissed Danie thoroughly before closing his own eyes.
    Danie lay awake in the dark, listening to the two of them breathe. He had no idea how to reconcile the competing emotions. All he knew was he wanted this feeling to last as long as it could, as long as they were together. Beyond that, he had no hope. Really, in that sense, nothing had changed for him except that he now had even more to miss.
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CHAPTER SEVEN
    Apart from an obvious soreness, Geo managed to wake refreshed. He was alone in the blankets. From the light inside the tent, he could tell it was still early. The gurgling of his stomach reminded him that they hadn’t managed to eat last night. The intensity of their activities had pushed all thought of food from their minds. No one wanted to stop. In fairness, Geo suspected they were all of a similar mindset― the fear that once they stopped, it would be impossible to recreate the circumstances that had both Geo and Danie opening up their relationship far enough to invite Andrea in.
    Geo felt fundamentally changed by the experience, and he wasn’t sure what that meant for today and the days after. He stretched gingerly, taking inventory of tired and sore muscles. It wasn’t bad except for the literal pain in his ass.
    He carefully rolled to his knees, crawling around the limited space for his bag.