Shifters with Secrets (An MMF Bisexual Threesome)(12)

Gavin kicked at his pants, banging both his knees on the bottom of the steering wheel, and then Thomas’s hand was on his arm, pulling him into the back seat, naked as the day he was born, all six-feet-plus of him hard and muscle-bound.

“Take off your pants,” he growled. As he came through the canyon of the two seats, he looked almost like a feral animal, ready to pounce.

Thomas was already rock-hard, lifting his hips off the back seat of the SUV as he undid his belt and slid his pants and boxers down, all in one motion.

Not even waiting to get fully into the back, Gavin grabbed Thomas’s cock as he crawled, his own thick, erect member waving and bouncing as he landed hard, making the entire car bounce.

Right away, Thomas went for him, taking his hard length in one hand and crushing his lips to his own, biting Gavin’s bottom lip and drawing it away, getting a small whimper out of him.

“Careful,” Thomas whispered. “Wouldn’t want to get caught.”

He squeezed Gavin’s cock extra hard, and the other man made a half-whimper, half-moan noise, grabbing Thomas by the hips and pulling him hard toward him.

Now the entire length of their bodies was touching, head to toe, as Gavin pushed his tongue into Thomas’s mouth and Thomas let himself be plundered, sinking into the pleasure of the full-body, skin-to-skin contact before pumping his hand slowly up and down Gavin’s erect cock a few times, watching the other man bite his lip as he tried not to make a sound.

“How long has it been?” he murmured.

“Weeks,” said Gavin. “Maybe a month.”

“Too long,” said Thomas.

Gavin didn’t respond, just made another strangled moan, his own hand pumping up and down on Thomas’s cock.

Thomas could tell that neither of them were going to last much longer — that was what happened when the only time you got to f*ck was in the back of a car when you were absolutely desperate for it, he figured.

“Where is it?” he asked from between gritted teeth.

“Center console,” said Gavin. “Grab the tissues, too.”

Thomas’s hand left Gavin only to grab a small tub of vaseline and package of tissues and then returned to the back seat. Gavin grabbed the vaseline out of his hand and had the tub open before Thomas could even sit back on the seat, scooping it out and applying it to Thomas’s cock and then leaning into the other man, rubbing their shafts together, pinning Thomas to the backseat of the SUV.

Thomas reached down and put his own hand around Gavin’s, also holding their cocks together, feeling the full force of the pure pleasure that came from touching like this, his full length sliding up and down Gavin, a moan escaping his lips.

“God, you feel good,” Thomas gasped, the words coming out more loudly than he meant them to.

When they were just making out in the front seat, it was easy enough to separate, but they were naked and lubed up in the back of the car, and he knew they’d have a hard time explaining this away if they got caught.

“Just cum,” whispered Gavin.

“No,” said Thomas. “I need you.”

He saw the smile flicker across Gavin’s face, and then he reached around to the other man’s back, finding his tight, round ass and giving it a squeeze.

“I can’t last long,” said Gavin, still smiling, giving their cocks one last, long squeeze together.

Then he got off of Thomas and turned toward the window, facing away from the other man, bracing himself against the window.

Thomas took another handful of vaseline from the jar, briefly hoping very, very hard that Gavin’s mom never used it as chapstick, but before he could spread it over his cock Gavin’s hand was on him again and then Gavin was leaning back against Thomas, rubbing his cock between his firm, muscled buttocks, guiding the slippery length toward his tight hole.


Just like they’d done a hundred times before, Thomas slowly guided the head of his cock to Gavin’s hole and then gritted his teeth. He could feel himself pulsate, just in anticipation.

Then he pushed in, very gently, and felt Gavin’s muscles resisting him.

“Harder,” said the other man, his voice bouncing off the window in front of him.

Thomas pushed his hips forward, still holding onto the base of his cock, and felt himself slide into the tight ring of pleasure. He muffled a moan, grinding his teeth together, willing himself not to make any noise.

“Oh my god,” hissed Gavin, his voice almost lost in pleasure. “Goddamn that feels good.”

Thomas could only pant and grab onto Gavin’s wide shoulders as the head of his cock finally popped through that ring of muscle and suddenly his cock was sliding smoothly into the other man. It felt like lightning or fireworks — almost indescribable, like his brain was short-circuiting.

“Oh, f*ck,” he whispered into Gavin’s shoulder.

He paused for just a moment, gathering himself, balls-deep inside the other man.

Then he reached around and took Gavin’s cock in his hand, sliding it all the way down and then back up, earning a whimper from Gavin’s throat.

“Fuck me,” Gavin growled.

Thomas felt something untamed and wild take him over — maybe his bear, closer to the surface right now than usual — and he felt almost like his body was out of his control as he pulled back, leaving only the head of his cock inside, and then thrust deep inside again, that tsunami of pure, mindblowing pleasure washing over him and making the skin all over his body tingle.