Page 97 of The Doctor's Truth

He does, exhaling deeply.

“How does that feel?” Donovan asks.

“Uh…strange,” Jason says.

“Bad strange or good strange?”

“Good. I think.” Jason wets his lips. “I can take more. Keep going.”

“Alright…here’s another finger.”

Jason groans at that one. I kiss and suck his neck and glance down at Donovan. Donovan is still watching Jason, carefully monitoring his face for any sign of discomfort. With his free hand, he takes Jason’s cock and starts to pump.

“Fuck,” Jason swears and arches into Donovan’s touch. His manhood swells under Donovan’s grasp, swiftly moving from half-mast to full.

“Good?” Donovan asks.

Jason buttons his bottom lip between his teeth briefly. “Yeah…” he murmurs. “Really good.”

There’s a hitch in his voice that makes me throb. I squeeze my thighs together to relieve the pressure.

“You’re doing so well,” Donovan coaxes, reassuring. “I think you’re ready for me.”

“Yeah…” Jason sighs. “I want it.”

Donovan removes his hands from Jason, which makes the other man groan. He’s already hard, and he unwraps the condom, slipping it over himself. He positions himself between Jason’s legs and slowly eases inside of him.

Jason half whimpers. “Is that okay?” Donovan asks.

“Yeah,” Jason mutters. “Yeah…really good…just…slow…”

Donovan returns his fingers to Jason’s cock. He thrusts inside of him, slowly, and pumps him in time.

Jason lets out a noise that sounds like nyuh-huh. His eyes are screwed shut, his jaw tight. His neck glows red. He looks like he’s in pain—or pleasure? It’s hard to tell.

But goddamn, it’s arousing.

I can’t help myself. My fingers dive into my panties, and I find my slippery wet slit. Immediately, I start flicking my clit. My pleasure bundles and tightens.

“Fuck—stop,” Jason says suddenly, and Donovan freezes.

“Am I hurting you?”

Jason shakes his head.

“Do you want me to pull out?”

Another shake of his head.

“Use your words, Hotshot.”

Jason hides his face in his hands. “I…uh. Don’t want to cum yet.”

A light grin ghosts across Donovan’s lips. Donovan’s eyes catch on me. They slide over my lewd state appraisingly. “What do you think?” he asks me.

“You two are beautiful,” I breathe.

“Isn’t he being so good?” Donovan pries. He takes Jason in his hand and pumps him, slowly. Jason throws an arm over his own face, muffling the sound of his moans.

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