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“Is he hard again?”
I peeked under him to see his cock straight out and leaking a little, or what little the ring would allow. “Yup. Too bad he can’t come.”
Damon pulled out of him and waved an arm at Joel’s ass. “Take a turn in his hole, Burke.”
“Don’t mind if I do.”
I got my pants down my hips once I got behind Joel and seeing that little gape there left from Damon’s dick, Joel’s hips grinding in the air, it all just pushed me. I got my meat in my hand after sliding on the condom and brought it to that pretty pink hole. “Gonna fuck you deep, Joel.”
“Sir! I’ll be good, no more sneakin’ I swear it! I swear it!”
“Shh, boy. I’m gonna fuck you now.”
I spit in my hand twice, then rubbed the saliva over the condom, I pushed in and saw a puff of dust come from Joel’s mouth as he coughed out the rest of his air. He was stretched, open and ready for me, I thrust my hips, so I went deep in him right off, and I let out a slow, rolling snarl. My head fell back as I left my cock in that tight heat, feeling Joel’s hips moving, his muscles clenching around me. God, the things he could do with that ass…
He was milking me, and I almost slapped his ass to make him stop and thought better of it. Instead, I slapped his ass and said, “Fuck yourself on me, boy. Make me come.”
Moving so he could turn back to me to see if I was serious, Joel eyes narrowed, like he thought it was a trick. When he saw me staring back at him, without a hint of humor, he started, moving back and forth, slow at first, a bit awkwardly, but then he moved up to brace himself on his hands and began to move his hips, grinding back on me. The cowboy made a great show of it, twisting, clenching, and I felt my cock being worked by that fine ass so well, I felt my orgasm beg to rear its head.
Damon grabbed his face and got right in it as he yelled, “More, boy! Milk Burke! Get him off without him having to work for it! Do it! Do it!”
Joel whimpered and moved faster, but that didn’t take the way he clenched around me, and his ass muscles felt like a hand was stroking me. I looked to Damon, cocking my head while pointing down at Joel, and he laughed darkly.
“He’s a good boy, when he’s not bratting us, eh?”
“Fucking amazing.”
Joel’s face turned a little and I saw his pride there, but more than that, I saw his victory. He thought he was getting over on me by fucking himself on my dick so well. Tsk, couldn’t have that.
I pushed him down in the dirt and off my dick, taking up the switch in my hand again. I began to whale on him with it, whipping his legs and ass, all while watching him writhing. Damon flipped him over and grabbed his throat, “Getting a little cocky again, are ya?”
“No, sir!”
“Yeah, I saw, and so did Burke.”
His eyes leaked tears and his mouth worked like he was trying to come up with some kind of explanation, but in the end, let his head drop and Damon released his throat. “Fine!” He coughed a little before he yelled, “How long?”
I answered gruffly, but my words were kinder than maybe he deserved. “Until Xen leaves, like we said. Only, it’s just going to be you that doesn’t come instead of all of us. That’s your punishment.”
“Yeah,” Damon said in his face. “ We stick to our word, Joel.”
Damon dragged him to his knees and grabbed his own dick, shoving it between Joel’s lips. “Make me come or else.”
While Damon was holding Joel’s hair in both fists, abusing our boy’s throat and mouth, I got behind him, playing with his hole and biting over his shoulders. Every now and then I’d slap his ass then get my fingers back in the crease, teasing that sweet hole.
After spitting on two fingers, drenching them in saliva, I shoved them inside him while biting and sucking on his neck. That wasn’t easing with how he was being jarred by Damon fucking his mouth. That was fine, as I just bit harder, holding on with my teeth sunk into him.
We took over his body in such a way, he was a boneless mess, and if we weren’t holding him upright, I had no doubt he’d fall to the ground and babble senselessly. I had plans, as well, that it wouldn’t end there. Sure, we’d get off down his throat, but then Damon and I would make him watch later in bed as the two of us stroked each other’s dicks, getting off again in front of him.
Cuckolding him…without bringing in anyone else. The power of that special number, three…
Promises, after all, were promises.
After Damon drained his balls in our boy’s mouth, it was my turn, and I was as rough as I could be without seriously hurting him. Having no gag reflex, it was harder to tell if he was handling it well, but he never took his very watery eyes off me.
He drooled spit down his chin, over the front of my thighs, but he’d blink away the worst of the tears and then keep staring. It was possibly an act of defiance, but I didn’t think so. I thought he wanted me to see how good he was being, how much he could take, and when I shot my load and finally pulled out of him, I saw I’d been right.
I pushed him away, started pulling up my pants, then Damon and I watched as Joel moved around until his mouth was on my sneaker. There, he kissed it, and brought his face back up so he could look me in the eye once more. “I ne’er in muh life thought I’d be so grateful…y’all done right by me and I’m sorry fer fergettin’ it.”
