Wolfgang woke up when the room filled with light, the morning sun caressing his tired legs from the late night exercise his lovers put him through. He untangled his limbs from Kala and Rajan and went for a dip in the pool.
Like a lot of their lazy Saturday mornings, Wolfgang swam until his arms grew tired, which usually didn’t happen before the thirty minute mark. Sometimes, Kala would visit with him in the pool, staying in the warm embrace of the covers for a little longer. This time, she remained still, sleeping.
Wolfgang didn’t want to admit it, but he was growing used to a kind of lifestyle the longer he stayed in Mumbai. Months ago, when he decided to flee Germany, it seemed impossible to last this long without a bullet to the head, but now, his future stretched in front of him and the uncertainty felt suffocating.
However, as he sat by the edge of the pool, his skin drinking in the early morning sunlight, nothing felt as certain as his growing feelings for Kala and Rajan. Every time he stopped to think about it he was taken aback by the intensity of such feelings. It felt right to him and that was all that mattered.
He is startled out of his thoughts by Riley lighting a blunt thousands of miles away in London, after what Wolfgang can only assume was a late show. She walked towards Will, but said to Wolfgang, “that felt like the longest show of my life.”
Wolfgang tasted the weed through Riley’s smoke —spicy and sweet at the back of his throat— then let the smoke out his nostrils.
“Fuck, I would kill for one of those,” Wolfgang replied.
“Will doesn’t care for it. We need to meet up and party together,” she said with a smile in his direction.
“Maybe I can show Will how to let loose,” Wolfgang teased, as they closed the distance to him.
Will raised his head and looked between the two of them, shaking his head slightly. “Good to see you, Wolfgang.”
He replied with a nod in Will’s direction then turned to Riley. “Name the date. Haven’t been to a rave in ages.”
Riley smiled at him. Wolfgang is about to say something when someone calling his name pulled him back to himself back in Mumbai.
“Wolfgang?” Rajan asked carefully. “Are you alright?”
“Yeah, why wouldn’t I?”
“Last night was intense.”
And it was, to the point that Wolfgang felt the collar of love bites he wears, he could still feel Rajan’s fingers pressing on his hips, Kala’s legs wrapped around his head. It was intense and Wolfgang loved it.
“I liked what we did. I want to do it again.”
Rajan’s frown got deeper. “But I hurt you. I can see the marks in your hips.”
“If it were up to me, you’d be a little more like Kala who doesn’t care about the hickeys I’m wearing.”
“Kala cares a huge amount!” she said from her place by the door. “Look at your neck, Wolfgang. You can’t go out like this.”
“You didn’t object last night when you were giving them to me,” Wolfgang replied with a grin.
“I didn’t think… I honestly thought I was softer.”
“I liked it. I’m not going to break because of some biting and light spanking,” he said this last part for Rajan, but the man was looking anywhere but at Wolfgang’s face.
Wolfgang stood up and walked to the chairs by the poolside where he left his towel. He ran it through his hair and then wrapped it around his waist.
“Now, I’m going inside and I have zero plans for today, except maybe lounge naked all day long. You guys can stay here or you can come inside and come all over me.”
Kala groaned and turned to follow him. Rajan was not far behind.
***
When Wolfgang reached the bed, Kala’s arms came up to surround him and she planted a kiss on his back, at the base of his neck, down the line of his spine. He turned around and put his hands on her hips, hands reaching under the camisole she wore. Her skin was soft and warm, and Wolfgang wanted to get his mouth all over her already.
Rajan entered the room just as Wolfgang slid the camisole off Kala’s body, and threw it to the floor with the rest of their clothes from yesterday. Wolfgang kept his eyes on Rajan as he leaned down to kiss Kala’s shoulder, lingering for a second, sucking a small love bite just an inch below the juncture of her neck, probably a pain to cover with clothes.
“Wolfgang,” Kala warned, but it came off as a pleased moan that went directly to Wolfgang's cock.
Rajan chose that moment to come up from behind her, kissing the same spot he just kissed on Kala, pressing himself against her back, where Wolfgang could guess his cock was growing hard against her ass.
They kissed over Kala’s shoulder and Wolfgang drank him in, running his tongue over Rajan’s lips until they parted for him. Kala used that moment to pinch one of Wolfgang’s nipples, twisting until a moan escaped him. Rajan smiled against their kiss, and one of his hands came up to cup Wolfgang’s face, kissing him for a long time before letting go.
He kissed Kala, deep and intense, until she slid a hand between them to stroke him and Wolfgang groaned, letting his forehead touch Kala’s, panting. He was still a bit sore from the previous night but he was game for whatever his partners were.
He was about to ask when Kala moaned and leaned against him, and Wolfgang noticed Rajan was on his knees, eating her ass. Wolfgang felt Rajan eating his ass thanks to Kala broadcasting the waves of pleasure as Rajan’s tongue pushes inside her hole.
Coming at him from somewhere else, separated by the wall of pleasure that is Kala, Wolfgang shivered when Riley’s lubed fingers entered Will and they curled inside. Will’s pleasure reverberated through their psychic bond, consuming Wolfgang’s senses for a moment.
Then Kala panted against his chest and Wolfgang is back in the room, feeling Rajan’s fingers curl inside of Kala, just this side of too quick, but working for her as his tongue licked down to her clit. She grabbed on to his shoulders, her nails digging in and Wolfgang smiled. He loved seeing Kala come apart.
Rajan stood up from where he was kneeling on the floor and Wolfgang took the opportunity to grab Kala from her thighs and lay her down on their bed, her legs spreading for him to kneel between them and look at her all beautiful and disheveled. Rajan knelt on the bed next to him and brought Wolfgang in for a kiss where he could taste Kala.
For a second, Wolfgang was transported to Riley, where he visited just as Riley leaned down to kiss Will, spread out on his own bed, ready to take Riley’s strap. Riley kissed Will, and so Wolfgang was kissing Will, then, when Kala catches up to what he was doing, she turned them over and kissed him back to their place, but she was also caught up in their feedback loop and so she kissed Will and Riley and Wolfgang all at the same time.
Rajan brought them back with a kiss to Kala’s shoulder and Wolfgang, who couldn’t resist more teasing from Kala or Riley, resorts to pleading nicely, “can someone please fuck me?”
Kala took charge then and she ground her hips down on Wolfgang’s where she was straddling him, until she sat up, lined up and sat on Wolfgang’s dick all at once with a dirty, long-drawn moan. She rode him slowly, maddeningly so, while Rajan stroked himself hard looking at them.
Wolfgang licked a stripe up his hand, reached out and stroked Rajan, giving him a handjob while feeling Kala on his lap and Riley’s strap in his ass, almost overcome with stimuli. He worked Rajan for a while and wanted to ask him to sit on his face, but the man has other ideas when he moved to kneel behind Kala, inside the v of his legs.
His mouth waters when Rajan knelt on the bed —his cock swollen, dripping, begging to be swallowed—, positioning himself behind Kala. He slithered two fingers inside of Kala and she moaned, the friction making Wolfgang see stars for a moment.
“Is this okay, love?” Rajan asks.
Kala doesn’t reply immediately, eyes squeezed shut, savoring the moment. “Yes, yes, Rajan. I want you in me, already.”
Rajan looked at her wife with wide eyes. She’s usually shy around dirty talk, but sometimes, if the mood is right, she’ll be a menace. Wolfgang smirked at Rajan and snapped his hips up at Kala, one, two, three times, then he stayed still as Rajan entered Kala from behind. Kala made a choked sound and Wolfgang could feel how tight both cocks felt inside him through Kala. And God, it felt so good.
“God, Rajan, you feel so good,” he says.
Kala leaned down and kissed Wolfgang —kissed Will and Riley as well, thousands of miles apart but in the same room with them— until they’re both panting.
Wolfgang thought that, at that point, she’d be the death of him.
He couldn’t dwell on those thoughts because Rajan decided that’s a good moment to withdraw, then snapped his hips with renewed vigor. Wolfgang tried to do his part, but for the most part, it’s Rajan who controlled the movements and the intensity.
Wolfgang grabbed Kala by her hips and one of his hands moved to find her clit, moving his fingers faster to get her off. Before long, she cried out and tremors coursed through her body as she rode her orgasm.
It didn’t last much longer after that, with Kala’s thighs tightening, Rajan’s desperate thrusts, the sound of skin on skin, Kala’s lustful moans as she got fucked within an inch of overstimulation. He came with a drawn-out moan as bright light exploded behind his eyes. Rajan was right behind him, tipping over the edge with a guttural moan.
When he came to, Kala and Rajan have rearranged themselves in a tangle of limbs half on top of him, both slick with sweat, sticky to the touch.
“It’ll hurt when we want to part ways,” he mumbled against Kala’s hair.
“I don’t care,” said Rajan. Kala made a sound of agreement, nudging closer to his neck, sucking another mark just shy of his collarbone.
At the back of his mind, Riley and Will continued to fuck in a show of endurance that Wolfgang envied Riley for. She’d been pegging Will hard for the last couple of minutes and Will’s pleasure as he came washed over him like his own. For a second, the lines between them blur and Wolfgang didn’t know where he or Will or Riley or Kala begin, all he felt was white pleasure.
Kala moaned and brought them back to the room.
“What?” asked Rajan.
“Riley and Will,” was all Wolfgang said in response. Rajan’s face lightened up with the smile he always got when he found out his partners were experiencing something inside their bond.
“Was it good?”
Kala nodded, then turned her head to look at Rajan, “mine was better.”
Wolfgang let himself enjoy the praise and snuggled up to his partners to sleep his tiredness off.