Page 16 of Bet On It

Oh. “Yeah…peachy, yellow, and red.”

“Don’t hesitate to use them to stop this. You’re in control here.”

Somehow, just hearing that made the tension leave his body.

“What color, Ty?” Spencer asked again as he resumed the movement of his finger.

Ty thought about it for a minute, felt Spencer’s finger slide in and out of his body. It was uncomfortable, no doubt, but it also created sensations he’d never felt before. He licked his lips and rasped out, “Peachy.”

“Good.” Spencer’s husky voice broke through Ty’s nerves, and Ty visibly saw Spencer relax and release a small, shaky breath.

“Lube the butt plug up good, then put the condom on it, and lube that up too. The slicker the better; it’ll go in easier,” Spencer directed, the dominance in his voice sending chills down Ty’s spine.

Ty picked the thing up and squirted a decent amount of lube on the blue, round head. Embarrassment enveloped him when he looked back down the length of his body at Spencer, knowing the view his best friend was getting. Ty felt more pressure—an uncomfortable and somewhat painful feeling—at his opening and realized Spencer must have added another finger.

Their eyes locked and—“Holy fuck.” Ty’s head flung back on his pillow, his back arching as an unbelievable ecstasy shot throughout his body, lighting up every nerve ending. If he hadn’t just come, he was sure he would have busted a nut with that one.

He waited to feel it again, but no such luck. After a minute of loosening Ty, Spencer took the plug and placed it at Ty’s hole. “Relax. Relax the muscles…even push out a little.”

Listening to Spencer, Ty took a few deep breaths and pushed his muscles out, feeling the plug begin to slide into his clenched hole. The lube helped it to pop past his burning ring. One more push from Spencer, and it was in as far as it would go. The wide bottom stopped it from being swallowed by Ty’s ass.

He felt so full, his cock again becoming hard at the sensation of something inside of him.

Spencer got up and walked to the door. “I’ll be checking tomorrow morning to make sure you didn’t disobey me and come before I gave you permission.” Spencer glanced back over his shoulder and looked at Ty. “Sweet dreams.”

Ty stared at the ceiling, finding it hard to believe all that had happened. In one day, his entire world had changed. This thing up his ass was going to make him remember all night long. He went to turn on his side and was shocked when pleasure coursed through his body again. He trembled, knowing he couldn’t come. How was he going to get any sleep tonight?

Holy shit, he was having a seizure! Ty’s body was rejecting his new-found interests, and he was having a fucking seizure! He couldn’t die like this! What would his parents say?

Through his state of panic, he heard laughter weaving in and out. My god, he’d finally lost his mind!

“Ty, ride it out, man.” Spencer’s voice broke through the confusion and a sudden wave of ecstasy rolled over him. He wasn’t having a seizure. He was…vibrating?

Ty watched in a dizzy haze as Spencer held up his phone and pressed something on the screen—and with that one press, Spencer kicked everything up a notch.

Ty couldn’t see straight; he couldn’t breathe. Fuck, if he was going to die like this, would he really care what anyone said? He’d be dead—heart stopped from overload of pure, mind-blowing, white-noise-causing shockwaves racing through his body and out his fucking cock. But, oh boy, what a way to go!

Ty’s whole body clenched, he saw stars, and he came with such force it took him a minute to realize he was the one shouting. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over him, drowning him in bliss. His head fell back against his pillow; he was breathing so hard, he thought he was going to hyperventilate.

“Relax, Ty, relax.” Spencer was stroking his thigh.

When the room stopped spinning, and he finally found his voice, he asked, “Am I dead?”

Spencer snorted a laugh. “No, you’re not dead! Enjoyed that, huh?”

“I’ll let you know once I scrape my brain cells off the ceiling.”

Spencer laughed even harder, running his hand through his dark hair. “Don’t worry, your scream of pleasure was all the answer I need. Didn’t know you could come like that from something up your ass, did ya?”

“Seem to be learning a lot of new things about myself lately.” Ty smiled. He was exhausted from his long night of barely any sleep and his amazing wakeup call once he finally did fall asleep.

Ty vaguely felt Spencer crawling his way up his body; every inch brought Ty closer to regaining normal thought until Spencer was hovering over his face, and Ty’s body was on full alert. “Seems you are, and I intend on showing you so…”—Spencer leaned over and kissed Ty’s lips softly—“so...”—another kiss, this time lingering a little longer—“much…”—his tongue traveled along Ty’s lower lip, tracing it—“more.”

Ty sighed and felt Spencer’s tongue glide into his mouth while his body lowered, and all his weight pinned Ty to the mattress. It felt so normal, so right, and he didn’t want to question it anymore. Except, then a funny thought crossed Ty’s mind, as they tended to do at inappropriate moments.

Pulling away, he smirked. “You do realize you’re completely dressed, right?”

“Is that a problem?” Spencer teased.

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