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“Fuck!”
“He looks good like that, doesn’t he?”
“Why the fuck have we never done this before?”
“I have no idea,” Jack said. Gray glanced at him. He looked as enraptured as Gray was.
Mason rose slowly. Gray sucked in his breath, his full attention riveted on Mason. He hated that he couldn’t grab Mason’s hips and shove him down, but the restraints made every sensation sharper.
Jack kissed Gray, a full assault on his mouth, tasting, biting, consuming him as Mason worked himself on Gray’s cock, moving with agonizing slowness.
When Jack finally pulled away, his lips were red and glistening. He smiled at Gray and walked to the end of the bed, where he took Mason’s chin in his hand and tilted his face up. Mason sank all the way down and stayed there, waiting.
Gray shifted, unable to help himself. After a few seconds, he’d had all he could take. “Move, or I’m going to rip this headboard in half.” He jerked on his bonds, and the bed creaked ominously.
Jack laughed at him. The fucking bastard. “Be patient.”
“Suck me,” Jack ordered Mason. Gray heard Mason’s quick intake of breath. Jack moved forward, positioning himself so Mason could take him if he leaned forward. The position displayed Mason’s stretched ass obscenely but meant he couldn’t take as much of Gray’s cock.
Gray growled. “Need more.”
“This is all you get.” Jack watched him, though his eyelids fluttered when Mason sucked him all the way down. Gray’s gaze moved back and forth from the sight of his cock disappearing into Mason to Jack’s look of intense lust.
“Are you close?” Jack asked him.
“Yes. God, yes.”
“Then it’s my turn.” He stepped back and Mason rose up. Gray barely suppressed a whine when his cock slipped from Mason’s body.
“You better be planning to do something about this,” Gray said, looking down at his aching cock.
“Oh I am,” Jack said. He glanced at Mason. “Undo his ankles.” Mason moved slowly, his own cock red and jutting.
Was Jack going to deny Mason the right to get off?
Mason rubbed Gray’s ankles once they were freed from the restraints. Mason’s hands were warm and—despite Gray’s desperation to get off—comforting.
Jack moved between Gray’s legs and pushed them wide as Gray drew his knees up. Mason handed him the lube. Jack teased Gray’s crack with a few slick fingers. “Are you ready?”
Gray was. He didn’t need any fucking prep. “Fuck yes. Quit talking and put your dick in me already.”
Mason laughed as he knelt on the bed next to them, hand sliding lazily on his cock.
“Should we free his hands?” Jack asked.
Mason pretended to consider the question.
“Fuck yes,” Gray said.
“Really?” Jack asked. “Or do you want me to fuck you while you can’t touch me?”
Did Gray want that, to be taken while he was unable to touch, unable to control anything, unable to jerk himself off? “Leave them.”
Jack smiled. “Good choice.”
Jack opened him up, slick fingers probing deep, brushing Gray’s sweet spot, and making him struggle to get more.
“Fuck me now!”
