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I squeeze his ass cheeks, still kissing and licking his skin. “How was it tonight?”

“The longer the night went on, the harder it was…the more I felt the plug, noticed the lace against me every time I moved. It would turn me on thinking about it or feeling it, and then my dick would try to get hard, and I couldn’t…which strangely turned me on more.”

“Not strange.” I bite his ass and savor the sound of his hiss. “You know your Sir wanted you to feel all those things, and it reaches a part of your brain that can only be reached by the things we do together. That’s why we’re perfect for each other.”

“We are…” he replies just before I dig my teeth into his other cheek, making his knee almost buckle.

“Turn around, pretty boy. Kneel and finish getting me hard so we can get some dinner in you.”

“Why is that so sexy?” Jay asks before doing what I said. I slide forward so my ass is hanging off the chair slightly. My boy doesn’t take his eyes off mine as he leans down and tongues my balls.

“How does it smell? I didn’t take a shower, just for you,” I admit, knowing he loves the musky, sweaty taste and scent of me.

“It smells like where I belong.” Jay inhales deep breaths through his nose, nudging me with it, burying himself between his Sir’s legs, worshipping at the altar of me.

He licks my nuts again, then moves up to my already hard shaft, tongue journeying from base to tip.

I grab his hair, fist my hand in it, holding the base of my cock and angling it toward his face. “Time to fuck my pretty toy.” I lower his mouth to my cock, snapping my hips upward at the same time. Jay takes it beautifully, hungrily, swallowing around my head every time I hit the back of his throat. “You love this, don’t you? Love gagging on my cock for me.”

He nods, nails digging into my thighs, knowing if it’s ever too much, all he has to do is tap on me and I’ll let him go.

When I pull off, he tries to scramble forward again. “More…please…use me.”

Pulling him to me, I push my tongue into his mouth instead. He tastes like everything I never knew I needed until him, all my favorite things wrapped up into one.

With my free hand, I pinch one of his nipples while I kiss him, swallowing down his moans at what I’m sure is a sharp pain.

Jay gasps when I pull him away from my mouth, his eyes glazed over with desire.

“Please, Sir.”

“What do you want?”

“You…always you. Please use your toy.”

I push two fingers into his mouth, gagging him with them, then push my cock into his throat again, fucking his perfect, tearstained face. I alternate—kiss, fingers, cock—over and over again, watching him suffer for me, want me, give himself to me in the most beautiful, raw, and honest way.

When my dick throbs too hard to wait any longer, I let go of his hair. “Stand up.”

“Yes, Sir,” he replies breathlessly as we both get to our feet.

“I’m going to bend you over this table, pull down your pretty panties, take out the plug, and feed my cock to your hungry hole. You’re not going to be able to have a real orgasm with the cage on, but that’s not what tonight is about, is it?”

“No, Sir,” he replies, a blissful smile on his lips. “It’s about you.”

“Good boy.”

Jay goes easily when I bend him over the table. My throbbing cock points right at him, slick with precum and his saliva. As I pull down his panties, I lower myself behind him. Jay spreads his legs as best as he can, gasping when I bite his ass again, marking him with my teeth.

“Look at you, all plugged for your Sir.” I twist the toy inside him, start to pull it out, then push it in again.

“Am I pretty?” Jay asks, making me soar in a way I wasn’t prepared for.

“So fucking pretty…just for me.” I pump lube into my other hand, then use it to slick up my cock. “Especially my favorite hole, all stretched out and open, waiting for my cock.”

I push to my feet, pull the plug out, then slam into him with one thrust.

“Marshall!” Jay calls out, his hot, tight ass gripping my body like it was made for me.

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