Page 114 of Ready to Cash Out

“Your balls continue to be impressive.”

Trev cupped himself and winked. “My everything is impressive, thank you.” He crawled up into bed with the bottle of lube.

“That it is, baby doll.” Jupiter eyed him hungrily, his gaze settling on the collar. “You’re still wearing it.”

“Oh?” Trev shrugged casually. “I hadn’t really noticed.”

“Uh-huh. You really did miss me, didn’t you?”

“Shut up.”

Jupiter smirked. “So, how exactly are you planning to do this?”

“Duh. Just like this.” Trev rolled his eyes. “You just sit right there and let me have at it, all right?”

“It being my dick?”

“Yup.” Trev kissed Jupiter, dropping the lube beside him. He didn’t need it right this second, and he really had missed Jupiter. His hot kisses, his slick tongue, the way his big hands held him like he owned every inch of him…

Fuck, that was hot.

“Are you gonna suck me, baby doll?” Jupiter asked, tilting his hips forward.

“No.” Trev smirked. “You’re gonna rim the fuck out of me though.”

Jupiter tugged at the chain around his neck. “Can’t exactly reach you.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that.” Trev grinned as he turned so he was sitting the other way on Jupiter’s lap. He raised himself up into a crouch, bracing himself on his hands as he pushed his ass up right in Jupiter’s face.

“Well then.” Jupiter grabbed Trev’s ass and squeezed. “How can I say no to such an offer?”

“It’s an offer you can’t refuse, sir.” Trev chuckled.

“Cute.” Jupiter urged Trev closer, the chain rattling as he leaned in to lap at Trev’s taint.

Trev sighed softly and tipped his head forward, savoring the hot swipe of Jupiter’s tongue as it moved up to his hole. The slick slide was wonderful, perfectly punctuated with the rough press of Jupiter’s fingers kneading his ass cheeks.

He pushed his head down and dropped to his elbows, keeping his legs bent at the right angle to ensure Jupiter could have all that he wanted of him. He could comfortably stay posed like this for hours, and he whined quietly as Jupiter’s finger pushed in to make way for his tongue.

“Fuck, that’s good,” Trev whispered. “Mm, like that. Get me stretched wide fuckin’ open for your dick. I want you to just fuckin’ slide right in. I can’t wait to fucking ride you, Daddy. I’m gonna make you mine, every fuckin’ inch of you.”

Jupiter growled, the sound loud enough to make Jupiter’s lips buzz against Trev’s sensitive skin. Trev’s dirty talk must have had quite the effect on Jupiter because he abruptly surged forward, roughly grabbing Trev’s thighs.

“Hey!” Trev gasped when Jupiter pulled at his legs. “What are you… Oh!”

Jupiter dragged Trev’s legs over his shoulders and latched on to his hips, holding him spread and suspended from the bed as he forced his tongue inside his hole.

Trev moaned, his lashes fluttering from the firm push of Jupiter’s tongue. “God, yes. There you go. Get that fuckin’ tongue in there. God! Fuck! Fuckin’ get it!”

The door shifted slightly, as if someone bumped into it, but it did not open.

Trev ignored it, far too busy with grinding back on Jupiter’s face and urging him to thrust faster. “Yeah, that’s it… That’s it! Right there!”

Jupiter ate Trev out ravenously, and his chains rattled from his intense efforts. He pushed his thumbs in to massage around Trev’s rim and slid his tongue in deeper.

Trev groaned, rocking back for more, and he gasped when Jupiter’s thumbs pressed right in. He was opening up effortlessly, wet with Jupiter’s spit and savoring the stretch. Jupiter definitely seemed to be enjoying himself, and that gave Trev a wonderfully wicked idea.

After all, when would he have another chance to play with Jupiter chained up?

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