Page 57 of Justice For Me

“Then somebody may need to take this mother fucking dildo out of my ass,” he grumbled. Seriously, there were Katy Perry fireworks going off inside of him. When his hand touched Malachi’s cock and Megan’s pussy, he didn’t have a snowballs chance in hell of holding it together.

“Stop overthinking it and just do it, Justice,” Malachi growled. “Do you really want me to bring the penis wand out again? You say you don’t like urethral play, but I’m beginning to doubt it. You just keep doing things to make me want to punish your cock’s slit.”

“Oh, fuck, no. I’ll be good,” he answered but his tone was deliberately snarky. He reallyneededto come.

Megan was poised over Malachi, her ass looking all fucking gorgeous right in front of him. The wicked gleam in her eyes always sent him into sensory overload. He’d never met anyone like her in his entire life. She was wantonly innocent…fun…loved torturing his body even more than Malachi did. Fuck, if he’d met her first, he would probably still be an all pussy kind of man…would have never given Malachi a second thought. Yea, what- the- fuck- ever. He’d wanted him from the first moment his eyes had landed on him.

“Fuck, Justice. I’m going to die of old age before your hand finds my cock,” Malachi growled. “It doesn’t fucking bite, just touch it already.”

“Yea…I know. You are old.” His hand, with a mind of its own, swiped Megan’s soaking wet pussy as he reached down toward Malachi’s cock. She moaned and purred, tilting herself so that he would have better access. God, she was beautiful…all pink, swollen, and dripping mother-fucking wet. Completely shaved, he could see every delicious inch of her womanly folds. Unable to stop himself, he touched again, swiping his finger deep into the folds until his finger was dripping wet. Slicked up, he brought it to his lips and tasted her essence. Holy fuck, he almost came right then and there.

“Tasty?” she purred with another roll of her ass.

Malachi hissed and growled again. “I’m glad you two are having a fucking delightful time! Justice, this isn’t a buffet line. I need my cock in Megan’s pussy. Now!” He practically roared.

For pure meanness, Justice smacked his lips. “Maybe if you asked nicely, maybe said please, things would have a better chance of going your way.” When the big man started sitting up, ready to grab at him, he had a change of heart. Shit, he almost lost his hard-on. Dude was fucking scary when provoked…and it didn’t take much to provoke Malachi into a punishment session. “Just kidding! Jeez, dude, lay back down.”

He reached for the rock-hard, dripping cock that was fuckingly awesomely huge. If he had time, he would stop and pat himself on the back for taking that monstrosity up his ass, but he was pretty certain it would end up with him having a thin piece of metal shoved down his cock and he was not ready for that piece of shit business yet. Oh hell to the no, he was not!

Wrapping his fingers around the velvety heat, he was shocked at how good it felt in his grasp. Like his own cock, that he’d touched many, many times in his life, it was hard, had some veins tracking a path from top to bottom, and the mushroom head was swollen thick, dripping juices. Malachi looked to be a good ten inches and was thicker than fuck. His asshole started hurting just thinking about it.

He stroked the length, loving the texture and the moan that sounded deep in Malachi’s throat, twisted the tip, and then stroked downward again. Well, shit. He was honestly licking his fucking lips, wanting to taste him…see how it would feel bumping against the back of his throat and then sliding down even further, taking his breath away with its raw power and size.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he murmured and then felt a stain tinge his cheeks. He expected the Dom to scoff or make fun of him, laugh at his complete wonder at touching another man’s cock, but Malachi, being Malachi, grunted his approval. He supposed that was probably the best he could have hoped for in this particular situation.

Using two fingers of his free hand, he spread Megan’s pink lips and guided Malachi’s cock to her entrance, pushing enough for the fat head to spear inside of her. With his task complete, his hands dropped to fondle the heavy balls resting at the base of his Dom’s cock. Another growl rumbled in Malachi’s chest. Fuck, if he’d known he could get these kinds of responses from him, he’d have been fucking touching him every opportunity he got. He loved the power, it was almost as good as submitting.Almost.

“Watch it, baby doll. Watch his cock slide into me, disappear into my pussy, stretch me like my toy did your pretty ass,” Megan purred as she lowered herself, so fucking slowly, onto Malachi’s cock. She moaned. Malachi moaned. Justice moaned.

His fingers kept toying with Malachi’s balls as he watched Megan lazily ride up and down on the cock attached to them. Malachi’s cock was glistening with her juices after only a couple of leisurely pumps of her hips. Fuck, but he wanted to stroke his own cock, make himself come harder than ever before as he watched his lovers fuck one another. Malachi’s legs flexed, causing the outline of his muscles to make him look even more perfectly beautiful than before.

Malachi was struggling to hold it together…and this was a new feeling for him. He might not have a lot of redeeming qualities, but his iron fucking control was something he’d always been able to count on. Well, that was until he had both Megan and Justice in his bed, admiring his body like he was a fucking masterpiece. Wonder what they would do to him if he came early…without permission. Fuck, he needed to pull it together but the boy’s tugs on his balls and Megan’s slippery grip on his cock was about to overpower him.

“God, baby, you are beautiful,” he whispered to Megan. “You are so beautiful that you make my heart literally hurt.”

Justice frowned and then hated himself for the nip of jealously that had caused him the distress. Those words, full of love and softness, didn’t sound right coming from Malachi’s lips. He never talked to him that way, never admired him with a tone so filled with love and adoration. His throat constricted and he had to gulp to get air back into his lungs. He had one hand stroking Megan’s back, caressing her while she rode Malachi’s cock and the other hand was toying with his Dom’s balls…which left him no hands, no fingers, to massage his wrist…to trace the letters the way his mind was screaming for him to do. He wanted to pull away, he had to pull away. His fingers needed to trace the letters. He needed to remind himself. Focus.

But he didn’t move his hands away from his treasures. It hurt. It would have hurt even more to pull away though. Touching them, it was like a drug to him…giving him everything he’d ever dreamed of having.

“Whatcha doing back there, Justice?” Megan tilted her head back, looking at him with a twinkle in her merry eyes. She kept riding, slow and leisurely, like she was out for a Sunday canter but her eyes danced with his. “Because…if you’re not busy, I know something you could do.”

Another frown wrinkled his brow. Would they ask him to leave? Hell, he shouldn’t be surprised. He was their fucking sub, not a lover. He should have probably already excused himself. Slunk away to the privacy ofhisroom and leave them to it. Oh, fuck, it was starting. Focus.

“I’m sorry. I should have left, yea? Sorry.” He started to fumble around in his escape attempt, but one of Malachi’s legs wrapped around his waist in an iron grip, stopping him immediately.

“You crazy fuck,” Malachi laughed. “She wants you to fuck her ass, pet.” He winked at Megan, his heart about to burst with that crazy emotion that he’d saved only for Dante most of his adult life. Shit, he was turning into such a romantic pussy. He supposed he could just stand out on the side of the road and give his heart away to strangers at the rate he was going. “I mean, you’re right there…she’s right there,” he explained. The kid had whipped his head around Megan’s body was staring at Malachi like he’d grown a third head. The shocked expression on the kid’s face was priceless.

“Never done that before, eh? It’s okay, pet. Just go slow, like I do with you. Well, like I sometimes do with you,” he muttered with a blush of his own. “Hell, like I did the first time, okay? Lots of lube, stretch, go slow.”

For a minute, Justice forgot how to breathe…how to communicate like an intelligent human being. Fuck her in the ass? One minute he thinks he’s going to be expelled to loneliness and the next minute, every fantasy his greedy little mind had every conjured was about to be fulfilled. Shit. Fuck. Damn. He could do this.

The lube was still lying on the edge of the bed where Megan had left it after lubing up the toy now crammed in his ass. He reached for it, hands shaking. Shit, he was a fucking mess, needed to pull it together really fast. “Condom?” He asked suddenly. Surely they wanted him to wear a condom?

“No need, baby doll. We’re clean and so are you.” She smiled at his worried expression. His teeth nibbled at his bottom lip again, mercilessly tugging and biting. “Unless you want to wear one, it’s fine if you do.”

“No,” he answered quickly. “Hell, no, Mistress.”

He started with one finger, lubing it up and sliding it inside her incredible tightness. It was much tighter than a pussy, damn near strangling his finger with its tightness. Is this how he felt? How the fuck was he going to fit his cock inside of her? He would hurt her, there was no way around it.

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