Let's say you were having a dream where there were... two of me. What's happening in that dream?
❝So... there are two of you now?❞
❝I don't even know,❞ James sighed in defeat as he glanced at well... himself. An exact copy and paste of himself. ❝Definitely not a long lost twin.❞
The second James just stood there, only difference was just the number 2 in red sharpie on the back of his hand. ❝I don't pay rent. Just a heads up.❞
Max let out a whine as James' mouth enveloped his cock, head bobbing up and down. His whines mixed with the sound of squelching and the stench of sex between three sweaty bodies.
Meanwhile, James 2 was by the head of the bed fully naked as he crawled onto the bed before swinging his legs over Max's face, cunt hovered over his mouth.
❝P- Please—❞ Max managed through a groan, bucking his hips into James' mouth while begging for James 2 to lower.
James 2 wasted no time settling down onto Max's mouth, a moan escaping when he felt Max's warm tongue ravage him. He threw his head back. ❝H- Holy fuck! O- Oh my god—"❞
Not even a few minutes later, Max felt his climax approach. He lifted his hand to his James' hair, tightening it in his fingers and giving it a sharp pull onto the base of his cock. The male let out a surprised squeal.
James 2 reached his hands down to fist Max's hair as the familiar feeling in his gut stirred. He was close.
Max screwed his eyes shut as he came in James' mouth. Thick, hot ropes of cum shot in the warmth of his lovers mouth.
James 2 caught his breath as he released onto Max's mouth. His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath and ground himself.
Beep after beep rang from the alarm clock next to Max on the bedside table. He groaned before lazily slapping his hand onto the annoting device.
He shot up like he had just downed ten cups of coffee. His head snapping to the other side of the bed.
James. His James. Sleeping soundly, chest rising and falling with every soft snore. Adorable.
He quickly turned around, hand coming to rest over him as he cuddled up to his man who he felt shift back onto him.
James stirred lightly as he snuggled back into Max sleepily, though, not enough to miss the poking in his back. A soft smirk forming on his lips. His voice came out half-asleep and drowsy despite everything.
❝What happened in the dream?❞
