Page 106 of Their Wicked Ways

His taste exploded on my tongue, and the sweet scent of his soap mixed with his deodorant made my head spin in the best way possible. My dick was down for the count after the mind-melting orgasm I’d had, but that didn’t stop it from twitching in a valiant attempt to get back in on the action.

Jett made a desperate sound and bucked up into my mouth. Or at least he tried to, but Ezra held him in place.

“Brat.” Ez’s low chuckle made my cock stir again. “Guess we’re going to have to mix things up.”

I popped off his dick and sat back.

Jett groaned and shot me a quick glare.

I couldn’t help laughing at his expression. He looked utterly and completely wrecked, and the effect was ruined by his glassy eyes and flushed cheeks.

“Now, you stay just like that while I fuck you.” Ez popped his hips up, thrusting into Jett. “You can only move when I let go of you. Got it?”

“Green.” Jett’s voice was nothing more than a moan.

Ez caught my eye, and the lusty gleam in them told me everything I needed to know.

It was playtime.

We spent the next few minutes working in tandem to drive Jett crazy. Ez took his time thrusting up into him, moving agonizingly slowly and ignoring Jett’s pleas to give him more or move faster.

I busied myself with teasing Jett’s dick, giving him random strokes that had no rhythm and were way too light to give him any sort of relief. While I did that, I alternated kissing them, moving between their eager mouths.

“Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease,” Jett moaned deliriously when Ez slowed down to a snail’s pace, then stopped completely, holding Jett in place.

Lowering my mouth to his dick, I drew him into the back of my throat and moved over him, sucking him off as Ez forced him to sit on his cock.

“I can’t,” Jett panted. “I’m too close.”

I pulled off him and sat back. Ez caught my eye.

“C’mere.”

Leaning in, I fit my mouth against his, giving myself over to his kisses.

Tentatively, Jett began to move, riding Ez in short thrusts as we continued to kiss like we didn’t have a care in the world.

When Ez finally pulled away, my head was spinning, and my dick was half-hard again.

Jett whined when Ez gripped his hips again, forcing him to stay still.

“One of these days, I’m going to make you sit on my cock for hours,” Ez said, his eyes locked on Jett’s. “You won’t be allowed to move or touch yourself. Not unless I decide you can. Do you like the sound of that? Being my cock warmer and my good boy?”

Jett nodded eagerly, his hips flexing as he tried to break out of Ez’s grip.

“Not yet.” Ez’s voice was soothing and soft.

“I need to come,” Jett whimpered.

“I know.” Ez tipped Jett’s chin toward him and looked deep into his eyes. “And you will, but not yet. Can you hang on just a little bit longer for us?”

Jett drew in a deep breath, then let it out on a sigh. “Yes.”

“Good boy.” Ez pecked a kiss against his lips.

“Good boy,” I repeated, giving him a soft kiss of my own.

Ez slowly rocked his hips, moving in and out of Jett at a leisurely pace.

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