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“I have a beautiful man who is letting me share him with someone else for one night. I’ll enjoy myself, and if I don’t, I’ll tell you.” He kisses my cheek, rubbing his groin against my ass.

I push back against him, loving the feel of Marshall’s body, but before we can do too much, Reggie’s car pulls into the driveway.

“He’s here,” I say dumbly.

Marshall chuckles. “I see that. Perfect timing because I’m ready for you. Good thing I already cleaned out that cute little ass of yours.” He swats said ass, eliciting a yelp. “Now go let your friend in.”

“Yes, Sir.” I head to the door, opening it and waiting for Reggie to approach.

“Hey, you.” Reggie kisses my cheek, then comes inside.

“You don’t seem nervous at all.” I close the door behind him.

“I’m not nervous about the sex, but I’m afraid I’ll get something wrong with this whole dynamic thing.”

“You’ll be fine.” Marshall steps into the room. “And if you mess up, that’s okay. If you have questions, ask. The most important thing is—”

“Honesty,” I say.

Sir narrows his eyes at me. “Interrupting me wasn’t very polite.”

No, no it wasn’t. “Sorry, Sir.”

“Looks like someone will start out their day with a spanking in front of their friend.”

My whole face flames with heat, but my cock starts to stir.

“Oh my God. You’re so fucking turned on right now, aren’t you?” Reggie says, and I moan.

“Yeah…partly because spankings are hot, and partly because being embarrassed is hot too, but I also don’t want to let my Sir down.” I go to my knees and crawl to Marshall. I’m showing Reggie a side of me he’s never seen, one I’ve only talked about. Itisembarrassing in some ways, but I also want to do it, want him to see who I am, hoping he still accepts me afterward, and… Holy fuck, I didn’t even realize that. My mind flashes to the disgusted look on my parents’ faces when they found out about me, to the things they said about Marshall, which are also about me. Reggie has always supported me, and while I really want to have this threesome because sex is hot and there is nothing wrong withenjoying it in a way that’s safe for us, I also need him to see and still love me. Still be my friend.

“I’m sorry for being a brat.” I nuzzle my face into Sir’s jean-covered groin, wishing he was naked so I could smell him better and feel him.

“I know you are, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to turn your ass red before I fuck it.” He runs his fingers through my hair, tightens them around the strands, and pulls while looking at Reggie. “Take your shoes off, then follow us.”

“Yes…um…okay…what should I call you?”

“Just Marsh. Marshall and Sir belong to Jay.”

My heart swells and flies, like a suddenly untethered balloon. I purr into Sir’s groin so he knows he’s made me happy.

“You like that, do you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good boy.”

Reggie takes off his shoes, and the three of us go into the guest room downstairs. Sir and I talked about it, and neither of us wanted anyone else in the bed in our room, which is what it feels like—ours, though my room is at Reggie’s and I haven’t officially moved in here. I would in a second, but I don’t want to push that on Marshall.

“I have to piss first,” Marshall says. “Come here, cock holder. You can watch if you like, Reggie.”

I don’t turn and look at my friend, unsure if it’s because I’m lost in the moment or because I’m afraid of what I’ll see.

But I hear Reggie’s footsteps behind us as we go into the bathroom off the guest room. Still on my knees, I unbutton and unzip Sir’s jeans. He tugs them down while I grab ahold of his soft cock, angling it at the toilet. I hold it while he pisses, being useful to him in this way that I love giving him, but one I know not many would understand.

“He’s beautiful, isn’t he, Reggie? Like this for me. Giving himself to me. So pure and perfect and beautiful.”

Thank youwhispers through my head. I needed to hear that, and I need Reggie to understand.

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