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“Please, Gray. Please. I need it all.”
“Jack, stop now. Just hold him.”
Jack returned to his previous position, and Mason took his hands, squeezing them.
Gray couldn’t believe he was really about to do this. “Watch.”
Mason looked down and his eyes widened. “Oh my God! It hurts, but it’s so incredible. I’m so fucking full so?—”
Gray pushed just that little bit more until the thickest part of his hand moved past the tight ring of Mason’s hole.
Mason froze.
“Breathe,” Gray ordered.
“I… Fuck. I…”
“Mason?”
“I could come just from… so full.”
Mason seemed in danger of hyperventilating. “Jack, help him breathe.”
As Jack did, Gray pulled out just a little and then pushed back in. Mason’s ass clamped his hand so tight he almost couldn’t stand it, but he was sure Mason was feeling a hell of a lot more pain than he was. He poured even more lube on his hand until everything was so slick he was sliding easily in and out. Slowly. Carefully.
Mason’s cock was so hard it stood up off his abdomen, and he’d dripped a puddle of precum onto himself.
“Do you want Jack to bring you off?” Gray asked.
Mason nodded.
Jack took Mason’s cock into his mouth, and within seconds, Mason was shooting his load, his ass clamping so hard around Gray’s hand that he thought it might break some bones.
“Fuck!” Mason shouted. “Fuck, it’s amazing!”
Gray couldn’t believe how good it felt to know Mason trusted him that much. He was fucking amazing. As Mason began to come down from his orgasm, Gray said, “I’m pulling out. Brace yourself.”
Jack moved up Mason’s body and offered Mason his cock. Mason started to suck and Gray pulled his hand all the way out. Mason gasped around Jack’s cock but kept going. Gray was so close. He’d almost come when Mason did. So he took his cock in his hand and worked himself, one stroke, two, three, and he was shooting all over Mason, not that he could get much messier.
Jack followed seconds later, coming with a hoarse shout.
Gray watched as Mason’s throat worked around him.
“Shower,” Gray said when he could speak. His voice was rough, not nearly as steady as he’d intended.
Mason rose onto his elbows and then flopped back down. “Dizzy.”
“Let’s help him, Jack.”
Jack took one arm and Gray the other. They helped Mason stumble to the shower where Gray washed him and checked out his ass. No bleeding, no tearing, just swelling as to be expected.
He cradled Mason back against him as Jack washed his front. “How do you feel?”
“Floaty.”
“How’s your ass?”
He groaned.
