“Now what?” I asked, looking at Skylar.
With the flame of lechery rekindled in his dark eyes, he fisted my cock and started stroking me. “Come join us, Arturo. This is what you want, isn’t it? You want a taste of Matthew’s stiff cock, don’t you? Believe me, it’s delicious as hell.”
Gasping my pleasure, I took Sky’s cock in my hand and mirrored his actions. “You want to feel our flesh with your hands and your mouth? And you want us to do this to you, don’t you?”
“Join us, Arturo,” said Sky, scooping up a drop of my pre-cum with his thumb and smearing it over my cock-head. He took a moment to kiss me, to thrust his tongue into my mouth, making me burn hot with desire. He dragged his lips from me and turned toward the ghost. “It’s been a long time since you’ve made love, Arturo, hasn’t it? We want to share our bodies with you.”