"Lena, Marcus is on his way" I hear Cole yell at me as I walk by our room. I hear the sound of gunshots as I see Cole slip back on his headset and flip on his microphone to let his teammates know he was back on line.
I walk into the room, knowing there was no need to sneak up. He was gone into his own little world. He was sitting in his chair, in only in his jeans and t-shirt. I looked him over and licked my lips. I stand between him and his TV, a move I knew would make Cole unhappy.
"Mind moving Lena?" He asks as I stare at him.
"Hm, maybe?" I smile at him as I get on my knees in front of him and slowly undo the button on his jeans with my mouth. He glances down at me as I slip out his dick through his boxers. I spit into my hand as I slowly slide my hand down his shaft. Cole groans and leans back as he gets harder in my hands.
Cole flips his mic up "Do-you mind?" He stutters out as I put my lips over the tip of his cock. I slowly relax my throat as I bob my head, only for him to hold my head down to thrust it down my throat.
I hear the front door open as Marcus finally arrives. I point at the door, and Cole looks up to see Marcus smirking from doorway. Cole holds my head down as I try to lift up. "Hey, sorry we were a little busy" He says as Marcus begins to walk over.
"Yeah I can see that, the one time I didn't knock, heh." Marcus is now standing beside me close enough that I can see his cock pushing against the zipper of his jeans. I glance up at him as he unzips slowly. "Mind if I borrow your hand Lena?" I lift up my hand and wrap it around his pulsating shaft as Cole grabs my hair to aid in my head bobbing up and down on his. I hear the controller clatter to the floor as Cole manages to shut off the console with his one free hand.
"Fuck Lena..." Marcus moans as my hand slides up and down his dick. Precum drips down the side and lubes up my hand. I see Marcus bite his lower lip and groan as he pushes his cock to aim at my face as he finally lets his load hit me.
Coles grip on my head tightens as he forces my face down all the way to the bottom of his shaft, as he too shoots his cum down my throat. I lift my head and stare up at Cole and then slowly turn to Marcus. "Are we good here.....?" I manage to stutter out.
"Not just yet" Cole looks over at Marcus and they both smirk. I blush at the sight of both men getting hard to me once again.
"You didn't last long marc" Cole says, throwing his shirt into a corner of the room
"Oh fuck off...Its her fault" Marcus replies, following Cole's lead and taking off his shirt as well, all the while making sure I notice his smirk.
I interject. "What's our plan then?" I lift up the bottom of my shirt, and wipe the cum from off the side of my face. Cole lifts up my chin and has me look at him.
"My plan is for you to get fucked until you can't walk anymore." He throws me onto the bed, I could feel the slickness between my thighs, as my thin leggings were already wet.
