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.Then he felt thewarmth and touch of Patrick standing behind him, just before Patrick reached around himwith both arms and took hold of his wrist again.He still had his hand on George’s chest, but George took hold of his hand and pushed itback towards him.He didn’t resist, but let George do as he wanted.That hand was also given into Patrick’s keeping.Patrick hugged him tightly, holding both of his hands away from his cock.At least he knew where Patrick was, but he’d lost touch with George.“George?”“I’m still here.” The pressure on his cock started pulsing faster.“Can’t you tell?”“Yes.”“I’m glad you thought of this, George.” Patrick kissed the back of his neck.“It’s likehaving a virgin, isn’t it?”84 Jules JonesThat was uncomfortably close to what he was in this situation.He’d never experiencedanything like this before.He’d played with vibrators, but this was utterly new.And it had turned Patrick on, that much was very obvious from the hard cock pressedagainst Martin’s arse.Patrick shifted his grip slightly, taking both of Martin’s wrists in one of his hands.Martin could have broken free if he’d tried, but the light grip on his wrists was only areminder to do as he was told.“What are you up to?” George asked.“Need to get out of these trousers.” And Martin could feel Patrick struggling one-handed with the zip on his own jeans, then the way Patrick’s body relaxed slightly as hemanaged it.“Ah.That’s better.” Patrick’s cock bumped against him again, settling into place along the seam of his jeans.“Good idea.”The beam of sound against his cock faded, leaving him with no clue as to where Georgewas.“George!”“It’s all right, Martin.” Hands cupped his face.“I’m right in front of you.”He could smell stone dust on George’s fingers, though it had to be very fine because hecouldn’t feel any grittiness where George’s fingers rested against his cheeks.George must have picked up the dust while climbing the rockfall.Martin wouldn’t have even noticed if he hadn’t been in the dark, but now his senses strained for every scrap of information.“I’m all right.”“I’m going to let go of you for a moment.But I’ll still be in front of you.”“And I’ve got you,” Patrick said.“You’re not alone.”George let go of him, and then he heard the sound of a zip.They must look a sight, allthree of them standing here with their flies open and their cocks standing proud.Well, there was nobody to see but George and Patrick, so what did it matter?He felt George’s hands on his, and George said, “You can let go of him now.”Patrick let go of his wrists, but kept his arms around him.George pulled his handsforward and down, guiding them so that he could wrap them around George’s cock.He didso, squeezing, and George sighed in contentment.With his hands on George’s cock, he couldn’t touch himself; but that didn’t matter,because George was using the focused echolocation on him again.It was like being stroked and squeezed by a phantom hand.Then George started pulsing it, a brief burst and then off again.He squeezed George to the same rhythm, and George responded by speeding up.ThenPatrick started thrusting against him to the same rhythm.Curiosity got the better of arousal.“Patrick, can you see George’s echolocation?”Dolphin Dreams85“Yes.You’re obviously not doing a good enough job of distracting him, George.”“Soon sort that out.” A big hand wrapped around his cock and squeezed tightly.ThenGeorge stepped forward and kissed him.No more sonic pulses, but it didn’t matter.Not with Patrick thrusting hard against hisarse, not with George’s cock in his hand and George’s tongue in his mouth.Then George let go of his cock, pulled Martin’s hands away, and moved up against him, crushing their cocks together.Not quite lined up because of the height difference, but good enough
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