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He nodded, eyes wide.

“Do you want to taste it?”

“I do, sir,” he answered quickly. He licked his lips, and I couldn’t help but laugh a little. The eager expression on his face was sosweet, and so unlike the front Jason usually put on. But there was something raw and real about it, something that rang true. This was my best friend, without all the artifice. This was who he was, not who he thought he should be.

“Come on, then.” I stepped closer to him, shifting slightly so he could get a look at the head of my cock. His mouth dropped open, and I smiled, stroking myself, milking out a drop of pre-cum, and watching his tongue stretch out to catch it.

“What do you want?” I asked him. “You need to use your words.”

“Anything you say, Sir,” he said, licking his lips again, his eyes pleading for a taste. I shot him a stern look, and he cleared his throat. “Your cock, Sir.”

“Then move to the couch and I’ll show you how to please your master,” I said, and he hesitated, looking at me.

“Yes, Sir,” he said quickly, standing and moving backwards, sprawling over the couch, his hands stretched over his head, resting on the couch cushion behind him. I leaned down and kissed and licked his armpit, breathing in his scent. He was a delicious treat, displayed just for me, his lean, muscled body flexing and tightening as he fought for control. I wondered what he would do if unleashed.

I straddled him, kissing him on the cheek and forcing his head back onto the couch cushion. Shifting, I tapped the head of my cock against his lush pink lips, and he moaned, his tongue darting out and tasting me. “Tell me why you like this.”

“I feel owned,” he whispered. “And… I want you. You’re my best friend. When you moan in pleasure, it makes me happy. When you call me a good boy… I like that.” His eyes met mine as he tilted his head, turning until he was on his hands and knees, his chin resting on the back of the couch, which was a convenient height, I realized, as he opened wide and took me into his mouth.

“Fuck, you’re so warm and wet, my good boy,” I whispered, shoving in deeper, hitting the back of his throat. I couldn’t help but wonder how his hole might feel, how it might be to be truly inside him. For now, I teased him with my cock, letting him suck on me like I was his lifeline.

“I’m not done yet,” I said, and he moaned around me, his hands gripping the cushion below him as he tried to take me deeper. I gripped his hair and thrust in, and a few long strokes were all it took to put a blissed out look on Jason’s face. He loved being controlled. I pulled back, holding him off my cock.

“Say it, pet. Say you want me inside you.”

“I want you inside me, Sir.”

“Go on, spread for me. Lean back and spread your legs, so I can watch my pet’s face as I enter him.” He obeyed my command, leaning against the wide seat of the sofa, his wide eyes on me the entire time. I reached for my phone and snapped a photo of him like that, looking nervous, but excited, and sent it to my wife. I slipped in between his legs and pushed them apart, guiding his hands to grip his thighs. Carefully, I removed the cage, smilingas his erection sprang to life, clearly needing to be free. I ran my fingers along his cock, squeezing gently, then wrapped my fist around his dick, pumping slowly, teasing him.

“So hard for me,” I said, leaning in to kiss his neck. “So damn big. Such a perfect toy. Do you want to fuck my wife with this? She’ll love how you stretch her, won’t she?”

“Fuck yes,” he whispered.

He moaned when I licked across his collarbone, then slid my hand up his stomach to cup his heavy balls. “Such nice balls,” I said, giving them a squeeze, and he bucked beneath my touch.

Chapter 10

Jason

Henry’s fingers danced lower,making me shudder, and I stared down at my best friend, my cock pulsing and leaking as I thought about having him inside me. My breath caught as Henry bent his head to lick my balls. I gripped the couch beneath me, my legs shaking.

“Fuck, Henry,” I gasped.

His tongue circled my balls, and his fingers brushed against my asshole, making me jerk forward. He reached for the lube, grinning. “If you’d have told me a week ago that I could have this kind of access to your body, I would have died.”

I bit back a moan. This was more intimate than any sex I’d ever had. I knew him down to the very soul, and now he was going to be inside me, deep, buried there, taking his pleasure from my body.

“And it turns me on just thinking about Mari, about the two of you together.” He squeezed some lube onto his fingers, and I gasped as he pressed one inside my asshole. “You and my wife, fucking. This huge cock inside her.” He squeezed me with one hand, working my ass with the other. I arched my back, pulling my legs wider apart as I moaned.

“Are you going to fuck me?”

“If you ask very nicely,” Henry said, standing and straddling my face, rubbing the head of his cock against my lips. “You want this in your hole?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Which one?”

“Both,” I said, biting my lip.

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