Chapter 7: Supporting the boat race
The boathouse was a sprawling, weathered structure that hugged the edge of the river, its wooden planks worn smooth by time and the elements. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and the faint tang of salt from the river, a stark contrast to the sterile, antiseptic smell of the dormitory. The sound of laughter and the occasional shout echoed through the open doors, a symphony of youthful energy that seemed to pulse with life.
William stood at the entrance, his eyes wide as he took in the scene before him. The boathouse was a flurry of activity, rowers rushing to and fro, their bodies glistening with sweat and the effort of their training.
The air was thick with the scent of their exertion, a musky, masculine aroma that seemed to permeate every corner of the building.
The crews were preparing for their race, their bodies lean and taut as they stripped off their training gear and donned their tight Lycra racing suits. William watched as they moved with a practiced ease, their muscles flexing and bunching as they pulled on the form-fitting garments. He could see the way the fabric clung to their skin, outlining every contour of their bodies in vivid detail.
William tried to memorise the spectacle he saw, the muscles taut within Lycra, the suggestive bulges at each rower’s groin. He gasped as he watched each of the senior crew walking past him to the river, each of them an Adonis, a muscular god made flesh.
The sight of their taut bodies, glistening with sweat and the sheen of their Lycra suits, was almost too much for him. He felt a stirring in his loins, a heat that spread through his body like wildfire.
Jack, the trim, clean cut blond from Payton's rowing crew, caught William's eye as he walked past. He winked at him, a slow, wicked grin spreading across his face. "You're looking at us like you want to eat us up," he said, his voice low and husky.
William blushed deeply, his eyes darting away from Jack's intense gaze. "I-I'm sorry," he stammered.
"I didn't mean to stare."
Jack chuckled, his pale blue eyes twinkling with amusement. "Don't be sorry," he said, his voice low and soothing. "We're used to it. Most freshmen can't help but stare when they see us like this."
He gestured to his body, his hand tracing the curve of his bicep before moving down to his groin. William's eyes followed the movement, his breath hitching as he saw how the Lycra clung to Jack's muscular thighs, how the size and heft of his bulge filled the fabric.
Jack noticed William's gaze and smirked, his hand casually adjusting himself, drawing William's attention to the prominent outline of his cock.
"See something you like?" Jack teased, his voice a low purr.
William blushed furiously, his eyes darting away.
Jack chuckled, stepping closer to William. "Don't apologize," he said, his voice softening. "It's flattering, really. And besides," he leaned in, his breath hot on William's ear, "we could use a little energy boost before our race.
Payton tells me you're just the one to help with that."
William's eyes widened in surprise, his heart pounding in his chest. "What do you mean?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Jack's smile was slow and wicked, as he leaned into William to whisper in his ear “Payton and I need a protein boost before the race. And Payton tells me you’re a prodigious producer of thick, juicy cum.”
Jack’s voice was low and sultry, his breath hot on William’s ear. “We could use a little of that before our race. What do you say?”
William’s heart pounded in his chest as he processed Jack’s words. He had never been propositioned like this before, never even considered such a thing. But there was something about Jack’s confident, almost predatory demeanor that made him feel a strange mix of excitement and apprehension.
“What do you want me to do?” William asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Jack’s smile was slow and wicked as he stepped back, his eyes never leaving William’s face.
“I think you know exactly what we want you to do,” he said, his voice a low purr. “But I’ll spell it out for you, just to make sure we’re on the same page.” He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “We want to suck you off William. We want to take that beautiful cock of yours and tease it till you gush buckets of cum, and we’ll eat it all up so it makes us strong.” Jack’s voice was low and sultry, his eyes never leaving William’s face.
William’s breath hitched at Jack’s words, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never heard such explicit language before, never even considered such a thing.
“But what about Payton?” William asked, his voice barely above a whisper. “He’s expecting me to come down and watch the race.”
Jack chuckled, his pale blue eyes twinkling with amusement. “Payton knows all about it,” he said, his voice low and soothing.
“He’s the one who suggested it. You see, we’re a bit of a package deal, Payton and I. We like to share our pleasures, and we like to share our toys.” He winked at William, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “And you, William, are looking like a very tasty toy indeed.”
William felt a shiver run down his spine at Jack’s words, his body responding to the raw, primal desire in the other guy’s voice. He could feel his cock stirring in his jeans, a traitorous reaction that he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed about.
“But I’ve never done anything like this before,” William said, his voice barely above a whisper.
“I don’t know if I can.”
Jack's smile was wicked, his eyes never leaving William's face. “It's okay,” he said, his voice low and suggestive “it’s not about what you think. It’s about what this thinks.” Jack’s fingers traced how the bulge in William’s jeans gave him away. “I’m sure your cock will do what we want.” Jack’s voice was low and sultry as he leaned in closer to William, his breath hot on his ear. “Besides, Payton says you’re a quick learner. I bet you’ll be a natural at this.” He chuckled, his fingers following the outline of William’s bulge through his jeans.
William felt a shiver run down his spine at Jack’s words, his body responding to the raw, primal desire in the other man’s voice.
Jack took William’s hand and led him to a quiet spot at the back of the boathouse, where Payton was waiting.
Payton’s hazel eyes sparkled with mischief as he watched them approach, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.
“You’re just in time,” Payton said, his voice low and husky. “We were about to start without you.”
William’s heart pounded in his chest as he looked from Payton to Jack and back again, both of them in their tight rowing Lycra. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, could feel the way his body responded to their presence.
Payton smirked, his hazel eyes never leaving William’s face. He gestured to William to sit on a bench in the corner, to spread his legs.
William hesitated for a moment before complying, his heart pounding in his chest. He could feel the cool air on his thighs as he spread them, could feel the way his jeans tightened around his groin.
Payton and Jack exchanged a look, a silent communication passing between them. They moved in unison, each taking a position on either side of William. Payton's hands went to William's knees, his fingers tracing the line of muscle and bone. Jack's hands went to William's waist, his fingers deftly unbuttoning his jeans.
William watched, his breath hitching in his throat as Jack's fingers worked the button of his jeans open.
The cool air of the boathouse seemed to intensify, sending shivers down his spine as Jack's hands moved to the zipper, pulling it down with a soft hiss. His jeans were pushed down over his hips, revealing the thin cotton of his boxers.
Payton's fingers traced the line of William's inner thighs, his touch feather-light yet electric. "You're so tense," Payton murmured, his voice low and soothing. "Relax, William. We're just going to have some fun with you."
William took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. He could feel the heat of Jack's body on his right, the coolness of Payton's touch on his left.
His breath hitched as Jack's fingers hooked into the waistband of his boxers, slowly pulling them down. The air was cool against his skin, sending a shiver down his spine as his cock sprang free.
Payton's eyes widened slightly as he saw William's length, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Well, well, well," he said, his voice low and appreciative. "Looks like you've been holding out on us."
William blushed deeply, his eyes darting away from Payton's gaze.
He had never been so exposed, so vulnerable in front of another person, let alone two. Yet, there was something thrilling about it, a sense of liberation that he had never experienced before.
Jack's hand wrapped around William's shaft, his fingers tracing the vein that pulsed with William's heartbeat. "You're beautiful," Jack murmured, his voice low and reverent. "So perfect."
Payton's fingers joined Jack's, both of them stroking William's length in unison. Their hands moved in tandem, a dance that was both intimate and erotic. William could feel the heat building in his groin, the pressure growing with each stroke.
He let out a soft moan, his head falling back against the wall.
The sensation was overwhelming, the dual assault on his senses pushing him closer to the edge with each passing moment. He could feel the heat building in his groin, the pressure growing with each stroke of their hands.
Payton leaned in, his breath hot on William's ear. he whispered, his voice low and sultry. "You like having both of us touching you like this."
William could only nod, his breath coming in short gasps. He could feel the heat rising in his cheeks, the embarrassment of his situation warring with the pleasure that coursed through his veins.
Jack chuckled, his pale blue eyes never leaving William's face.
"You're such a good sport," he said, his voice low and appreciative. "I can see why Payton likes you so much."
Payton's fingers tightened around William's shaft, his grip firm and possessive. "You're going to make us feel so good, William," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "We're going to make you feel so good too."
William's breath hitched as he felt Payton's fingers move lower, tracing the sensitive skin behind his balls. He let out a soft whimper, his hips bucking involuntarily.
Jack's hand moved to William's chest, unbuttoning his shirt, his fingers tracing the line of muscle and bone.
"You're so tense," he murmured, his voice low and soothing.
Payton's fingers opened William’s shirt wider, tracing his pectoral muscles, his touch feather-light yet electric. The air was cool against William's skin, sending shivers down his spine as he felt Jack's fingers move to his chest, tracing the line of muscle and bone.
They pulled back William’s shirt so it caught his arms and wrists behind his back. He was now completely exposed, his body laid bare for their pleasure. He could feel the cool air on his skin, the rough texture of the wooden bench beneath him. He could feel the heat of their bodies, the way they leaned in closer, their breath hot on his skin.
“Let’s taste this beauty” Jack said, leaning into to William’s cock.
He stuck out his tongue and licked the tip, swirling it around the head, tasting the pre-cum that had already started to form. “Mmm, delicious” he said, looking up at William with a wicked grin.
Payton mirrored Jack’s actions, his tongue joining Jack’s in exploring the length of William’s shaft. They took turns licking and sucking, their tongues tracing the veins that pulsed with William’s heartbeat.
William let out a moan, his head falling back against the wall. He could feel the pressure building in his groin, the heat rising in his cheeks.
His breath came in short, sharp gasps as they worked in tandem, their tongues and lips exploring every inch of his length.
Jack looked up at William, his pale blue eyes gleaming with mischief. "You taste even better than I imagined," he said, his voice low and husky. "I can't wait to feel you come in my mouth."
Payton chuckled, his hazel eyes never leaving William's face. "Don't be greedy, Jack," he said, his voice low and soothing. “We need to hold William back till he produces the maximum amount of cum.” Payton said, his voice low and husky. “We don’t want him to come too soon, do we Jack?”
Jack chuckled, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “No, we don’t want that. We want to make this last, don’t we William?”
William could only nod, his breath coming in short gasps as he felt Payton’s fingers trace the sensitive skin behind his balls, while Jack’s tongue teased the head of his cock.
Payton looked up at William, his hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. “You’re going to love this, William,” he said, his voice low and sultry.
“We’re going to make you feel so good.”
William felt a shiver run down his spine at Payton's words, his body responding to the raw, primal desire in the other man's voice.
Jack and Payton returned to working on William’s cock and balls with their mouths.
They took turns licking and sucking, their tongues and lips exploring every inch of his length.
William’s breath hitched as he felt Payton’s mouth move lower, teasing William’s balls.
He let out a soft moan, his hips bucking involuntarily as Payton’s tongue darted out to lick the sensitive skin behind them. The sensation was intense, a mix of pleasure and pain that sent shivers down his spine.
He gasped as Payton took both his balls in his mouth.
The sensation was overwhelming, the heat and wetness of Payton's mouth enveloping him completely. He could feel the pressure building in his groin, the heat rising in his cheeks as Payton's tongue swirled around his sensitive skin.
Jack, meanwhile, had not stopped his ministrations on William's cock. His tongue teased the head, flicking against the sensitive underside, before taking the entire length into his mouth. He bobbed his head up and down, his lips tight around William's shaft, creating a delicious friction that sent waves of pleasure coursing through William's body.
William's hands, still trapped behind his back by his shirt, fisted the fabric as he tried to hold back his impending orgasm.
The sensation of Jack's mouth on his cock and Payton's on his balls was overwhelming, a symphony of pleasure that threatened to consume him whole. He could feel the heat building in his groin, the pressure growing with each passing moment.
Payton looked up at William, his hazel eyes gleaming with mischief. "You're close, aren't you?" he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I can feel it. Your balls are tight, your cock is throbbing."
Jack pulled back, his pale blue eyes meeting William's gaze. "Don't come yet," he said, his voice low and commanding. "Not until we say so."
William nodded, his breath coming in short gasps.
Jack reached behind William’s back to where his shirt caught his wrists, and twisted the fabric, tightening their grip and how they held William’s hands behind his back. He then reached down and did the same to William’s boxers and jeans around his ankles, tightening his feet in place.
William’s eyes widened as he realised what had happened, that he was now completely exposed, tied into place by his own clothes, helpless to resist Jack and Payton’s touch.
The sensation of being so vulnerable, so completely at their mercy, sent a shiver of excitement down his spine.
Payton’s fingers moved back up to William’s cock, stroking it gently as he looked up at William with a wicked grin. “You look so hot like this,” he murmured, his voice low and sultry. “All tied up and ready for us.”
Jack chuckled, his pale blue eyes gleaming with mischief as he looked at William’s bound form. “You’re a natural,” he said, his voice low and appreciative. “I can see why Payton likes you so much.”
William felt a flush of embarrassment at their words. He wanted to resist how they had captured him, but his cock betrayed him, achingly hard, leaking pre-cum.
The sight of William's bound form, his shirt twisted around his wrists and his boxers and jeans around his ankles, sent a wave of primal desire through Jack and Payton.
Jack's eyes gleamed with lust as he looked at William's helpless form. "You look so sexy like this," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "All tied up and spread out for us to eat.”
William struggled with his arms, his legs, to see if he could free himself, but the fabric held him tight.
Payton smirked, his hazel eyes never leaving William's face. "We're going to have so much fun with you," he said, his voice low and sultry.
He leaned in, his breath hot on William's ear.
"You're going to love this," he whispered, his voice a low purr. "We're going to make you feel things you've never felt before."
Jack's hands moved to William's thighs, his fingers tracing the line of muscle and bone. He leaned in, his breath hot on William's skin as he began to kiss his way up William's inner thigh. Payton mirrored Jack's actions on the other side, their lips and tongues exploring William's skin with a slow, deliberate intensity.
William let out a soft moan, his head falling back against the wall. Their tongues and mouths reached William’s balls, each taking one ball in his mouth.
They sucked gently, their tongues swirling around the sensitive skin. William gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and pain that sent shivers down his spine. "You taste so good," Payton murmured, his voice low and husky. "I could eat you all day." "We both could," Jack said, his voice low and sultry. "But we have a race to win first."
They released William's balls, their tongues trailing up his shaft until they reached the head.
Jack's tongue flicked against the sensitive underside, while Payton's tongue swirled around the head, tasting the pre-cum that had gathered there.
William let out a soft moan, his hips bucking involuntarily.
The sensation of their tongues on his cock was almost too much to bear. He tried to hold back, to resist the urge to come, but it was a losing battle.
“You're close," Payton said, his voice low and commanding. "But don't come yet. Not until we say so."
William could feel the tension building in his body, the heat rising in his cheeks. He wanted to resist, to hold back, but the pleasure was too intense.
He could feel the heat building in his groin, the pressure growing with each flick of their tongues.
"Please," he gasped, his voice barely above a whisper. "I can't hold back much longer."
Jack and Payton exchanged a look, a silent communication passing between them. They pulled back, their tongues leaving William's cock throbbing and aching.
"Not yet," Jack said, his voice low and commanding. "We’ll keep you on the edge so you produce more cum."
Payton nodded in agreement, his hazel eyes gleaming with mischief.
"That's right, William," he said, his voice low and soothing. "We want you to hold back, to build up that pressure inside you. It'll make your orgasm so much more intense." Willliam wanted to come, needed to come, but he also wanted to please Payton and Jack.
Jack reached into his bag and pulled out a small bottle of lube. He poured some onto his fingers, warming it between his hands before reaching behind William and tracing the sensitive skin of his hole.
William gasped, his hips bucking involuntarily at the sudden contact.
The cool liquid felt foreign and strange against his sensitive skin, but Jack's fingers were gentle and sure as they worked the lube into William's tight hole.
Payton watched, his hazel eyes gleaming with anticipation as Jack's fingers moved in slow, deliberate circles. "You're so tight," he murmured, his voice low and appreciative. "I can't wait to feel you clench around me." "We'll both get to feel that," he said, his voice low and sultry. "But first, we need to get you ready."
He added more lube to his fingers, this time pushing one slowly into William's hole.
William gasped at the intrusion, his body tensing as he adjusted to the unfamiliar sensation. Jack's fingers moved slowly, gently stretching William's tight hole as he worked the lube deeper inside.
"Relax," Payton murmured, his voice low and soothing. "Let him in, William. You'll feel so much better once you do."
William took a deep breath, trying to relax his body as Jack's fingers moved deeper inside him. He could feel the burn of the intrusion, the stretch of his muscles as they adjusted to the foreign object. It was uncomfortable at first, but as Jack's fingers moved in slow, deliberate circles, the sensation began to shift.
William could feel the heat building in his groin, the pressure growing with each gentle thrust of Jack's fingers. He let out a soft moan, his hips moving in time with Jack's rhythm.
Payton watched, his hazel eyes gleaming with desire as Jack's fingers moved in and out of William's tight hole. He could see the way William's body responded to the touch, the way his cock throbbed and leaked pre-cum onto his stomach.
"Look at you," Payton murmured, his voice low and appreciative. "You're loving this, aren't you?
Jack, let me join you inside William” Payton said with a wicked grin.
“I want to feel him too.” Jack nodded, his pale blue eyes gleaming with mischief. With his spare hand he tossed the bottle of lube over to Payton. Payton ripped the bottle open eagerly, and coated his fingers with the slick substance. He placed his hand alongside Jack’s between William’s legs.
“I’m going to join you inside William” he said with a growl.
Payton’s fingers found their way to William’s tight hole, alongside Jack’s. Together, they worked in tandem, their fingers stretching William’s tight entrance, reaching inside him.
William let out a moan, his head falling back against the wall as he felt the dual invasion. The sensation was overwhelming, the stretch of his muscles intense as they adjusted to the two fingers moving in and out of him.
Payton chuckled, his hazel eyes gleaming with mischief. His probing finger explored inside William, finding every sensitive point. “You’re going to cum even harder as we push all the buttons inside you” Payton said with a chuckle.
Payton and Jack kept their fingers probing, exploring deep in William’s ass, finger fucking him, as their mouths returned to working his cock.
They took turns licking and sucking, their tongues and lips exploring every inch of his length, while their fingers stretched and teased his hole.
William's breath came in short, sharp gasps as he felt the dual assault on his senses. The sensation of their fingers moving in and out of him, combined with the heat of their mouths on his cock, was overwhelming.
"You're so close," Payton murmured, his voice low and sultry. Your cock is throbbing, your balls are tight." Jack's voice was low, almost a growl, as he looked up at William from between his legs. "You're ready to come, aren't you?"
William could only nod, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He felt like he was on the edge of a precipice, ready to tumble over into oblivion.
Payton's fingers joined Jack's, both of them stretching William's tight hole, their fingers moving in tandem, pushing deeper and deeper inside him. "We're going to make you come so hard," Payton murmured, his voice thick with desire.
Jack's fingers curled inside William, finding that sensitive spot that made him gasp and buck his hips. "You like that, don't you?" Jack said, his voice low and sultry. "You like it when we touch you like this." The sensation was overwhelming, the pleasure building inside him like a storm about to break.
Payton's mouth moved to William's cock, his tongue swirling around the head, tasting the pre-cum that had gathered there.
He took the entire length into his mouth, his lips tight around William's shaft, creating a delicious friction that sent waves of pleasure coursing through William's body.
Jack's fingers continued to tease William's prostate, his touch firm and possessive. "You're so close," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "But you're not going to come until we say so."
William let out a soft moan, his hips bucking involuntarily as Payton's mouth worked his cock with a slow, deliberate intensity.
Payton pulled back, his hazel eyes gleaming with mischief as he looked up at William.
"I can feel you at the edge” he murmured, his voice low and sultry. "But we want you to hold back a bit longer, to build up even more pressure inside you.
William's breath hitched as he felt Jack's fingers curl inside him again, pressing against that sensitive spot that made him gasp and buck his hips.
“Please” William begged “I can’t hold this, I need to cum.” His voice was ragged, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. They pulled back, their fingers leaving William's tight hole, their mouths leaving his throbbing cock. "We want to see you suffer a little longer."
Payton chuckled, his hazel eyes gleaming with mischief. "We want to see you beg, William," he said, his voice low and sultry. "We want to hear you plead for release. We want to see you squirm and beg."
Payton teased William’s balls and cock with his tongue, keeping him at the edge but not letting him go.
William's breath came in short, sharp gasps as he felt the ache throbbing in his groin. He could feel the pressure growing with each passing moment, the need to come becoming almost unbearable. He wanted to beg, to plead with them to let him come, but he held back, his pride preventing him from giving in so easily. He struggled again against the fabric pinning his wrists and ankles.
Payton smirked, his hazel eyes gleaming with amusement. "You're stubborn, I'll give you that," he said, his voice low and appreciative.
"But it's going to be even more satisfying when you finally give in."
Jack chuckled, his pale blue eyes gleaming with mischief as he looked at William's bound form.
“Come on William, all you need to do is beg a little, and we’ll help you release all that tension” Jack said.
He leaned in, his breath hot on William’s ear. “Tell us that we own you now, that we own your cock and your cum, that you’re ours to do what we want with you.”
William’s breath hitched as he felt Jack’s hand move from his chest to his stomach, tracing the line of muscle and bone. His touch was gentle yet firm, sending shivers down William’s spine.
“Please,” William whispered, his voice barely audible. He could feel the desperation in his voice, the need to come overwhelming him. “Please, I need to come.”
Payton played with William’s nipple with his fingers, teasing him further. “But do we own you William?” He asked, “are you ours now?” His voice was low and commanding, his eyes never leaving William’s face.
William’s breath hitched as he felt Jack’s fingers move from his stomach to his cock, tracing the length of his shaft.
“Yes,” William whispered, his voice barely audible. “I’m yours.”
Payton smirked, his hazel eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Good boy,” he murmured, his voice low and sultry. “We knew you’d see reason eventually.”
Jack’s fingers moved to William’s balls, cupping them gently in his hand.
“You feel so full, so ready to burst,” he murmured, his voice low and appreciative. “I can’t wait to taste you.” Payton’s fingers joined Jack’s, both of them teasing William’s balls, rolling them gently in their hands. “We’re going to make you come so hard,” Payton said, his voice thick with desire. “But tell us how we own you first.” William’s breath came in short, sharp gasps as he felt their fingers teasing his balls, their touch gentle yet firm. He could feel the heat burning in his groin, the need to come becoming almost unbearable. “Please,” he gasped, his voice ragged.
“Please, I need to come. I can't hold back any longer. I’ll be yours. I’ll do whatever you say.” His hips bucked involuntarily, his cock throbbing with the need for release. They wanted to draw out William's pleasure, to make him beg and plead for them to let him come. But they also wanted to see him unravel, to watch as he finally gave in to the overwhelming sensation of his orgasm.
Jack's fingers moved back to William's tight hole, pushing inside him with a slow, deliberate intensity. Payton's mouth returned to William's cock, his tongue swirling around the head, tasting the pre-cum that had gathered there. Together, they worked in tandem, their mouths and fingers bringing William to the brink of orgasm, only to pull back at the last moment.
William's breath came in ragged gasps, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. His hips bucked involuntarily, his cock throbbing with the need for release. "Please," he gasped, his voice barely audible. "Please, I need to come. My cock can be yours. My cum can be yours.”
Payton nodded appreciatively. “Good boy” he said, signalling to Jack that they should take William to his final climax. Jack nodded in agreement.
They reinserted their fingers into William’s tight hole and resumed work on his cock with their mouths.
He could feel the heat surging in his groin, the pressure growing with each passing moment.
Payton’s fingers joined Jack’s inside William’s ass, both of them stretching his tight entrance, their fingers moving in tandem, pushing deeper and deeper inside him. Jack’s fingers curled inside William’s prostate, finding that sensitive spot that made him gasp and buck his hips.
Payton’s mouth moved to William’s cock, taking the entire length into his mouth, his lips tight around William’s shaft.
He pumped up and down more rapidly with his mouth, as Jack licked William’s shaft with his tongue, while their fingers continued to fuck William’s ass.
William’s breath came in short, sharp gasps as he felt the heat building in his groin, the pressure growing with each passing moment, the edge looming closer and larger than he had ever felt before.
His body trembled, his muscles tensed, and he could feel the sweat beading on his forehead as he teetered on the precipice of release.
Payton and Jack could sense his impending orgasm, their own bodies humming with anticipation. They wanted to see him come undone, to watch as he finally gave in to the overwhelming sensation that threatened to consume him whole.
Jack’s and Payton’s fingers curled inside William’s tight hole, pressing against that sensitive spot that made him gasp and buck his hips. Their mouths worked William’s cock with a feverish intensity, lips and tongue moving in perfect sync with their fingers.
William threw his head back and cried out as he reached his climax.
His body convulsed, his muscles clenching as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through him. He could feel his cock pulsing, his cum shooting out in hot, thick ropes, filling Payton's mouth and spilling over his lips.
Payton took the first load, William’s hot juices filling his mouth. Jack took the next spurt, flooding his tongue and lips. Their mouths met at William’s cockhead, sucking up the cream spurting from his cock slit.
Again and again William came in their mouths, each spurt draining his balls, emptying him out. William cried out, spent, stars in his eyes, dizzy, as his bursting cock drained all the energy from his body.
Payton and Jack pulled back, their faces glistening with William's cum, their chins dripping with the spill from his orgasm.
Payton licked his lips, savoring the taste of William's release. "Delicious," he murmured, his hazel eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "You taste even better than I imagined."
Jack nodded in agreement, his pale blue eyes never leaving William's face. "You're incredible," he said, his voice low and appreciative. "I've never seen anyone come so hard."
William blushed at their words, his body still trembling from the intensity of his orgasm. He felt exposed, vulnerable, but also strangely exhilarated.
The rush of endorphins coursed through his veins, leaving him feeling both sated and invigorated. Payton and Jack knelt before him, their faces glistening with his cum, their chests heaving with exertion.
Payton reached out, his fingers tracing the line of William's jaw. "You're beautiful," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "I've never seen anyone spurt so much. You’ve fed us well.” Payton grinned, licking his lips clean of William's cum. Payton leaned in close to William’s face. “Your cum is still all over my chin. Can you lick it clean?” Payton murmured into William’s ear.
“Lick my chin clean, William,” he said, his voice low and sultry. “Taste your own cum on my face.”
William, still trembling from his intense orgasm, looked into Payton’s hazel eyes, glazed with desire and satisfaction. He tentatively reached up, his tongue darting out to lick the remnants of his own cum that stained Payton’s chin.
He could taste the salty, musky flavor of his release, and it sent a jolt of arousal through his body. It was a strange and exotic sensation, like nothing he had ever experienced before.
The taste of himself, combined with the heat of Payton's skin, sent a shiver down William's spine. He could feel the blood rushing in his ears, the pounding of his heart echoing in his temples. He leaned in closer, his tongue tracing the line of Payton's jaw, cleaning every last drop of his release.
"Good boy," Payton murmured, his voice low and sultry. "You taste so good."
He reached up, his fingers tangling in William's tousled hair, pulling him closer. Their lips met in a heated kiss, the taste of William's cum lingering on Payton's tongue.
Payton pulled back. “Now clean up Jack the same way” he ordered.
William hesitated for a moment, but the sight of Jack's eager expression and the lingering taste of his own cum on his tongue spurred him on. He turned to Jack, who knelt before him, his pale blue eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Jack leaned in till his face was millimetres from William’s mouth, his lips. William stretched out to brush Jack’s cheek with his lips, his tongue darting out to lick the remnants of his cum from Jack's face.
Jack let out a soft moan, his eyes fluttering closed as William's tongue worked its way across his soft skin.
William could feel the tension in Jack's body, the way his muscles tightened and released with each pass of his tongue. He took his time, savoring the taste of himself on Jack's skin, the saltiness of their combined sweat.
Payton watched, his hazel eyes gleaming with satisfaction as William cleaned Jack's face. He could see the way Jack's body responded to William's touch, the way his cock twitched and hardened with each lick of William's tongue.
"Good boy," Payton murmured, his voice low and appreciative. "You're a natural cum boy."
William blushed at the compliment, but he didn't stop his ministrations. His tongue continued to trace the line of Jack's jaw, cleaning every last drop of his cum from his skin. He could feel Jack's breath, hot and ragged, against his cheek, and it sent a shiver of excitement down his spine.
Jack's hands reached up, tangling in William's hair, pulling him closer. Their lips met in a heated kiss, the taste of William's cum lingering on both of their tongues. Jack's kiss was firm and possessive, his tongue exploring every inch of William's mouth.
Payton watched, his hazel eyes gleaming with satisfaction as the two kissed.
“Well done, cum boy” Payton said. “You’ve fed us well for our race, and cleaned us up. We’ve got to race now, but when we come back, we can give you your reward.”
Payton and Jack stood, each adjusting his lycra racing suit. They looked down at William, still bound and sprawled on the floor, his chest heaving with exertion and satisfaction. "We'll be back soon," Payton said, his voice low and sultry. "And when we return, we'll have a little more fun."
Jack nodded in agreement, his pale blue eyes gleaming with mischief. "We'll need to release some of this tension after the race," he said, his voice firm and commanding. "And you're just the one to help us with that."
William's breath hitched at their words, his body already responding to the promise of more to come.
He watched as Payton and Jack turned and walked away, their lean, muscular bodies moving with a grace and confidence that made William's heart race. He could see the way their lycra racing suits clung to their skin, outlining every muscle and curve. He felt a pang of jealousy as they left him bound and alone, but also a sense of anticipation for what was to come.
As they disappeared through the door of the boathouse, William took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. He tested the bonds at his wrists and ankles, but they held firm. He was at their mercy, and the thought sent a shiver of excitement down his spine.