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“Y-yes, sir.”
Gray brushed Mason’s mouth with his, and Mason’s lips remained parted when Gray pulled away. Mason leaned toward him slightly, his body begging for more even though he wouldn’t dare ask with words. Jack’s cock throbbed where it lay trapped under him. He wanted Gray to kiss Mason again. He wanted to watch them fuck. They were so gorgeous together.
“Beautiful,” Gray said, the word slipping out as if he hadn’t intended it to. He brushed his fingers over Mason’s cheek. “Other than responding to my questions, you will not make a sound until I give you permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” Mason’s voice shook, and Jack wondered if he’d be able to obey.
Gray secured Mason’s hands behind his back and added a cock ring to his restraints. Then he reached toward the table again. Jack didn’t have time to register what was in his hand, because he was suddenly mesmerized by the sight of Gray licking Mason’s nipples into hard points. He moved back and forth, laving and sucking one and then the other. Mason trembled, but he didn’t make a sound.
Gray held up a clamp and Mason sucked in his breath. “Remember, you promised to be silent,” Gray taunted him, a cruel grin on his face.
He gave Mason’s right nipple a firm pinch and set the clamp in place. Mason’s body screamed; Jack heard it as plainly as if he’d made a sound. The beauty of his lover’s agony had him humping the spanking bench, wishing he had more freedom of movement.
“Remember to breathe,” Gray admonished. Mason exhaled, and Gray snapped the other clamp on his left nipple. Mason took several harsh panting breaths, but he didn’t scream. God he was amazing.
Jack shuddered, thinking how much those clamps hurt. Mason’s cock was dripping precum though, showing that Gray’s torments were exactly what he needed.
“Good boy. Now you’re going to watch me with Jack. Do not look away. I want you to imagine every blow as if it were happening to you. I want you to see how beautiful Jack is when he surrenders. And I want you to feel it”—Gray wrapped a hand around Mason’s cock—“right here when he screams.” Gray gave Mason one slow stroke. Mason bit his lip so hard Jack expected to see blood.
Finally, Gray released him and stood. Mason looked up at Gray, and Gray flicked the clamps, making them swing. “You will keep your eyes on Jack, do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” Mason did as he was told.
Gray walked over and cracked his hand against Jack’s ass, making him jump. “Did I give you permission to move?”
Jack had to force air into his lungs so he could speak. “No, sir.”
“You will keep still until I ask you to do otherwise.”
“Yes, sir.”
Gray spanked him again, hard. He wasn’t going to show any mercy today, but Jack didn’t want any, and from the look of him, neither did Mason.
“I’m going to spank you until you scream. Mason must stay silent, but I want you to be as loud as you need to be. Let the pain ride you, take you where you need to go, because we are both here for you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir.” Jack couldn’t stop shaking. He wanted this, but he was afraid of where he needed to go.
“I expect you to stay still. Use your voice to let out what you need, but keep your body locked in place. I might let you move later if you’ve been good.”
Good.Jack could be good. “Yes, sir. I’ll be good for you, sir.”
“I know you will,” Gray responded. Without warning, he spanked Jack again. He barely kept from jerking away from the sting. Gray’s blows came hard and fast. He knew Jack could take a spanking with little or no warm-up, and Jack was sure Gray sensed that he needed the pain.
Jack pressed his hands against the legs of the spanking bench and squeezed his thighs against the side of it as hard as he could. He needed to move, away from Gray’s hand, toward it, to writhe, to get some more friction on his cock. A whimper tried to escape, and he bit his lip. Gray smacked him so hard he sucked in his breath. The sting was incredible, and it radiated through his whole body.
Gray paused and caressed his sore flesh. “Stop holding it in. I’m never going to let you move if you won’t use your voice.”
Jack took a breath and opened his eyes. Gray was right. Why was he fighting this? It was what he wanted, but he couldn’t let go. He looked at Mason. Sweat rolled down his chest. The sight of him there, tied and clamped, brought a whimper out of Jack. He wanted to go to Mason, kiss him, to take Mason’s cock in his mouth.
Gray rubbed Jack’s ass, his fingers chafing the sore flesh. “He’s beautiful, isn’t he?
“Yes, sir.”
“You look worried,” Gray said.
“N-no sir.”
“I’m going to take care of him, but this kind of surrender is harder for him. He needs a challenge. Right, Mason?” Gray turned and looked at him.
