Chapter 36

Chapter

Thirty-Six

Crusher

W hy am I tormenting myself like this?

Through the trees, it's easy to see Blade, Flame and Ana in the clearing they chose. Their bodies are draped in moonlight, as they slowly remove their clothing.

I should leave. I shouldn't put myself through the torture of watching this anymore.

Phil isn't close by. Axe went to talk to him. Perhaps it would be safe for me to return to the cabin; to go anywhere I don't have to watch this.

But I'm kidding myself. I have no idea whether Axe even found Phil, never mind if he's keeping him occupied.

And if Phil catches even a whiff of this arousal that's thick in the air, Phil will kill Axe to get here. He'll likely kill me too, if I try to block him from Ana.

But I must try.

Pushing myself off the rock I've been sitting on, I resolve to walk circles around the threesome, staying far enough away that I won't intrude, while keeping a look out for signs of Phil. He could approach from any direction.

A soft moan escapes Ana's lips, and I turn back toward them. The sight stops my heart and slams all the blood in my body straight into my cock.

They've shifted positions. Blade and Ana are sitting on a large lump of granite. Ana's poised at its edge and leaning back against Blade whose legs are straddled around her body. Tucking his hands under her knees, Blade spreads Ana's legs wide, exposing her red and dampened sex for Flame, for the whole forest.

As Blade holds her legs aloft, Flame dives down to taste her, and she cries out in near ecstasy at the contact. Her upper body presses back into Blade's and her pelvis pushes toward Flame's face. From the look in her eyes, the flush on her cheeks, it looks like she already came. Watching the men expose themselves and fondle each other, clearly got her so ready that one touch of Flame's tongue took her over the edge.

Flame rises to full height, then his solid buttocks tighten as he thrusts forward. Ana cries out again, even louder this time, and still supporting her, Blade puts his hand over her mouth to muffle her sounds, clearly worried that her cries of pleasure might attract Phil.

As Flame's butt continues to flex, driving him into her, I move my position so I can get a view that includes more than just Flame's pumping ass.

But although he is pumping, Flame's doing so gently, deliberatively, and slowly enough that I can see every inch of his stiffness as it enters and exits her body, growing slicker and slicker with her juices, harder and harder with each long drive.

Fuck. I never thought of Flame's cock as particularly thick—not compared to mine or to Phil's—but watching him stretch her and watching so much of his length disappear into her tiny body, fills me with awe. And it also makes me wonder how in the world she's ever survived taking me or Phil.

My cock pounds, remembering the night Phil watched me fuck Ana, and I now understand why he wanted to see that. I've seen the others fuck her before, but never from this angle, and never so slowly, and never in such vivid detail. Her juices are sparkling in the moonlight and accentuating every vein and ridge of Flame's cock.

Behind her, Blade is watching the action too, and he's got so much love and tenderness in his eyes that it nearly cracks me wide open. Watching Blade enjoy Ana receiving pleasure like this, watching Flame take her with such patience and reverence, fucking her with more concern for her gratification than his own, is one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen in my life.

My fists tighten, and I fight to ignore my throbbing cock. I don't deserve to be inside her ever again. Not even if she'd let me. Which she never will.

Banging my fists against my thighs, I try to focus. I'm not out here to watch an erotic show. My duty is to stay alert for Phil, to keep him away from our Ana.

Blade's fingers slide inside Ana's mouth, and she sucks them as if they contain the very source of life, all while Flame continues to penetrate her tiny body, over and over and over. I can't look away. I'm mesmerized, unbelievably turned on and enormously envious.

Flame touches Blade's shoulder. The latter glances up, his eyes glazed as if Flame just woke him. Blade was completely lost in watching Ana, as Flame fucked her.

Without a word, the two men shift, reversing their positions with such ease and grace it looks choreographed. Before I can blink, Flame is on the rock and supporting Ana from behind, holding up one of her spread legs, while Blade supports the other.

Then Blade drives his long, dark cock all the way inside her. Blade and Ana both moan, at the unbelievably deep penetration. And after a pause, Blade starts to fuck her, just as slowly and carefully as Flame took her. Perhaps even more so. I can no longer see Blade's expression, but the love he's feeling is clear in his movements, in every thrust of his hips. And my awe multiplies watching so much of Blade's long cock disappear into Ana.

Flame's hand slides down to fondle her breasts, drawing slow circles around one areola, then the other, teasing her pert orbs, until her nipples are impossibly peaked.

Blade quickens his pace, and Flame grins as he chooses that moment to drop his hold on her leg so he can use both hands to pinch her nipples. Crying out, Ana hooks her loose leg around Blade as he drives into her, every muscle in his athletic body engaged as he thrusts. But even with the more rapid pace and undeniable depth, Blade's movements still seem gentle, tender. He's fucking her so differently from the way we were taught, the ways I've seen him drill into so many holes over the centuries.

What I'm witnessing now is an entirely different act, barely in the same category as the fucking any of us have done in the past.

Remembering again why I'm here, I start to circle through the woods, staying alert for signs of Phil, but never keeping my gaze fully away from the beautiful acts of love being consummated by these three in the woods.