Story Orgy Monday - Southern Heat _ Part Three - Three's Company

Next week is Thanksgiving. Yum! Happy Story Orgy Monday, everybody. You're in for a treat. Today, you find out who was so kind as to interrupt Kemp and Brent last week. But, before open that door, I would like to take a brief moment to keep you abreast of some tidbits of information.

Tidbit #1- Remember Story Orgy's first anthology? Story Orgy is very proud to announce that a donation of $250.00 has been made to The Trevor Project, the leading national organization providing crisis intervention and suicide prevention services to lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender and questioning (LGBTQ) youth. This donation represents the profits from the first three months of sales of our very first anthology And the Prompt Is..., so thanks to you, our faithful readers, for making this donation possible!

Oh! That reminds me. Story Orgy's next anthology will be at Breathless Press in two weeks. So, be looking for Word Play in the near future. Meanwhile, you can visit Breathless Press and check out Lee Brazil's Loving Jacob. 

Tidbit #2- Story Orgy's 5-part Interview is in full swing. Last week Lee Brazil hosted and we all discussed smex (love that subject!). Well, this week we are all meeting at Hank Edwards's place to talk about Favorites. Don't miss out! The party is on Friday. Meet us there by going HERE. Pssst...I always have a hankering for some Hank. 

Now, are you ready to find out who is on the other side of that door? We can only hope they are as delicious as the guy in this week's picture. I've gotta give props to Jade Basier. She sure knows how to pick 'em, don't she? Mercy!

This week's prompt words that inspired me are: acupuncturist, a police station, and an African violet potted plant.

Southern Heat

Part Three – Three's Company

With a tinge of disappointment, Kemp stood to answer the door. "Don't you move a muscle." 

"You don't have to get that, you know." Brent's valid attempt to keep Kemp at his side was implicit.

"Nah. It could be an emergency." Kemp whispered, rounding the coffee table.

Kemp squinted, peering through the peephole. Blinking several times to wipe away the blur caused by the porch light, his view came into focus. A police officer stood on the porch. Thick, black hair curled around olive-toned skin and deep brown eyes shifted around briefly before locking onto the peephole as if he knew Kemp was watching.

Tamping down the excitement with a hard swallow, Kemp looked over his shoulder at Brent and asked in his lowest voice possible. "It's Xavier. What do you want me to do?"   

Brent didn't hesitate to answer and a huge smile complimented his widened eyes. "Let that hunk of man meat in, of course." 

Kemp's stiff cock pulsed harder with anticipation. With a fixed grip, Kemp turned the knob, and looked sideways through the crack in the door. "Xavier. It's been a while." 

"Yes, it has. Can I come in?" 

"Of course you can. Nuestra casa es su casa." Kemp opened the door just enough to let Xavier pass through. 

  

Rocco was none too happy, his bark sharp and quick. His objection to uniforms wasn't anything new. 

 

"Rocco, go to your room." Kemp pointed down the hall and delivered a stern command. Turning back to the handsome visitor, Kemp eased the door shut. 

"Are you sure I'm not interrupting something?" 

 

Xavier's masculine voice made Kemp's ball sac contract and he could only imagine what was going through his lover's head. What with Brent being the horn dog that he was and all. 

Brent was still sprawled out on the floor. And his erection, in all its glory, gave the impression it was thumping its way to sweet release all on its own. "Xavier, you're always welcome here. Take off that hat and make yourself at home." 

It was obvious Xavier had just come from the station. He was still in full uniform. Nightstick, handcuffs, flashlight, the works. 

"Um." Kemp quirked his brows and pointed at the small potted plant in Xavier's hand.

"Oh. This is for you." Xavier offered up the African violet with a bashful smile. "It was a gift from a grateful mom, but you know me. I couldn't have a green thumb even if I dipped it in paint." 

"We'll just see about that." Brent reached for the plant. Grinning, he motioned toward the table next to them that held the body paints and waggled his brows.   

"Y'all are too much. It's no wonder I like coming over here." Xavier hung his hat and jacket on the rack by the door and kicked off his shoes. 

"Don't stop there." Brent's request was followed up with a firm nod from Kemp. Getting the cop naked was priority number one. 

"Yeah. Take it all off." Kemp walked around the couch, sat the plant on the bar, and resumed his position on Brent's cock, letting it nuzzle in the warmth of his crack. "Is this where we were, babe?" 

"Almost." Brent's hands smacked either side of Kemp's ass before snagging a bottle of lube peeking out from under the couch. More than likely left from a previous session of lovemaking. Brent handed it to his cowboy sitting high in the saddle. Blindly, he dipped his fingers into the paint on the floor beside him then smeared them down Kemp's chest.

"That's hot." Xavier's words tangled with the melodic tunes in the room. Completely naked and towering over his hosts, Xavier's feet straddled either side of Brent's head, his dark, uncut cock swaying like a Spanish enchantment in front of Kemp's watering mouth. 

Kemp's head swam from the sensations bombarding him. But that didn't keep him from lifting up and lubing his hole. Choosing not to probe as he often did, he slicked his lover's prick with his lubed hand and gripped the thick base. "You ready, handsome?"    

Both, Brent and Xavier sounded off at the same time. If Kemp had any inhibitions, they were definitely set free at that very moment. He bore down on Brent's fleshy shaft, letting only the fat mushroomed head penetrate, stretching his hole. Kemp's hips undulated, working Brent's cock deeper and deeper. Looking up at Xavier's powerful figure, Kemp let his eyes say it all. He wanted more.

Leaning forward, Kemp delighted in the first burst of tangy pre-cum across his tongue from Xavier’s prick. Finally, he sensed the searing heat Brent's balls imposed on the globes of his ass and he moaned at the feeling of completeness. 

Only a matter of moments passed before the three men writhed against each other, pumping and flexing as Kemp worked his lovers. The electric blue lighting and soft music seemed distant to Kemp as their moans filled the room. 

"Suck that dick, baby."

"Work that ass, cowboy." 

Being egged on by his lovers sent jolts of pleasure through his groin. As the tightening of his balls launched his load, Kemp moaned. Brent’s muscles locked underneath him and heat seared his insides as Brent gasped with his release. 

“Fuck yeah.” Xavier’s hands fisted in his hair as he swallowed Xavier's tangy seed. Kemp gripped Xavier's ass to hold him deep in his throat, bearing down on his lover's cock to milk every last drop from him.  

The musky scent of sex wafted through the room as Xavier braced himself on Kemp’s shoulders. He chuckled briefly. "Thanks for this. I think you just saved me another visit to the acupuncturist."  

~TBC~

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