Dating The Delaneys (From "The Delaneys And Me" Series)
By: Anne Brooke | Other books by Anne Brooke
Published By: Amber Quill Press, LLC
Published: Nov 06, 2011
ISBN # 9781611242010
Available in: Adobe Acrobat, Microsoft Reader, HTML, Mobipocket (.prc), Rocket, Epub
Dating The Delaneys (From "The Delaneys And Me" Series) (The Delaneys And Me) by Anne Brooke - Romance>GLBT>GayThe sequel to Amber Allure’s Best Seller The Art Of The Delaneys...
Liam and the sexy Delaney twins embark on their dating experiment with gusto. Their first encounter at the local cinema proves explosive, but Liam still wants more from them than just hot sex. Luckily so, it appears, do the Delaneys.
With this in mind, the twins whisk him away one weekend for a late-summer picnic in the countryside. Once there, Liam is delighted to see the lengths the Delaneys have gone to in order to provide a romantic dating experience. As their date comes to a climax, however, the twins have a startling proposal.
Is Liam really ready for what they have in mind?
I thought I’d be sucking Mark off, but, to my surprise, he slipped over Johnny’s lap and shoved his twin closer to where I knelt.
“Go on then,” Mark said, his voice all but drowning out whatever Hugh Grant was saying on the big screen. “I want to watch you do my brother.”
All around us nobody stirred and I heard no murmurs of dissent. People might have been turning around and straining to see what was going on, but from my position, I couldn’t see anything.
Well, nothing apart from Johnny’s zipper, that is. I smiled up at the Delaneys. Sod the film. This might just be my best date ever.
“Yes, sirs,” I replied.
Unlike our first encounter, I didn’t bother with my trick of undoing his fly with my teeth. In the dim lighting, God knows what damage I might cause and I didn’t want any of us to end up in casualty. Instead, I decided to use my hands, drawing a gentle finger down the outline of his cock where I could feel it under his cotton trousers. Johnny shifted and took a sharp intake of breath.
“Slowly, Liam,” he whispered. “Please.”
“Yes, Mr. Delaney,” I said. “Anything you and your brother want, I’ll give you. You know that.”
Mark stroked my hair, and I swore I could feel the warm glow of his approval through my skin. I twisted around and kissed his hand briefly before turning my attentions back to Johnny. He opened his legs wider, and I shuffled even closer, if that were possible. As Hugh Grant bumbled along behind me, I undid Johnny’s zipper and felt his cock straining for release against the pressure of my hand. He gasped, and I couldn’t help but smile. I hoped he wasn’t reacting to the film as, more than anything, I wanted his attention on me. Both their attentions.
I undid his belt and slipped the material of his pants down his hips. He lifted himself up from the seat for a moment and I pulled his trousers down. Now, I had full access. If it had been my choice alone—and partly due to the fact I was giving him head in the middle of a not entirely empty cinema—I’d have taken him all in at once and sucked his way to heaven, hoping no-one else would notice. But Johnny had asked for slow, and slow was what I’d give him. Mark would have to keep the crowds at bay and I was more than sure he was up to the job.
So I began to lick and kiss the top of Johnny’s legs, catching his warm scent and brushing my lips across his pubic hair. Thank God, neither of the twins bothered with body shaving as I always enjoyed a little down amongst the dynamite.
Johnny groaned, and Mark gave a low chuckle. I must be doing something right then, so I kept on doing it. After a while, Johnny shifted, thrusting his erect cock nearer my mouth, but I didn’t touch it. Not just then. Instead, I blew gently along the length of him until I reached the head and down the other side. When I looked up, I could just see by the light from the screen that Johnny’s eyes were closed and his lips trembling.
How I loved a man who knew how to make a good time last. Nearly as much as I loved a man who knew what he wanted and got it. I really was one hell of a lucky guy.
Just as Johnny had had about as much as I guessed he could take of my teasing, I leaned in closer and touched his balls and the base of his cock with my tongue.
He hissed a response through clenched teeth. “Liam.”
The sound of Johnny’s pleasure and the fact it was me, and nobody else, who was giving it to him made me want to give him more, so I took one of his balls into my mouth and licked it until he was all but gasping. Then I gave the same treatment to the other.
“Liam, touch me. I…” Johnny’s voice was hoarse and suddenly cut off in a gasp, as if he had wanted to say more, but couldn’t find the words.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered. “Anything you want, always.”
Then I cast aside all determination to be slow and wrapped my lips around Johnny’s dripping cock. At the same time, I felt Mark bury his hand in my hair, and shivered at the connection with him, too. How I needed them both...