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When Mason was thoroughly spent, Gray pulled out and locked eyes with Jack. “Your turn,” he said.

Jack’s cock throbbed with need. He’d wanted this, longed for it, but now he was anxious. He looked down at Mason and realized he’d rolled onto his side to see them better. “I want to watch, Jack. I want to see Gray fuck you.”

Mason’s words were enough to encourage him. He turned over, and Mason gave him a pillow to cushion his chest.

Gray ran a hand down Jack’s back, up and down along his spine, helping him relax. “Tell me if I hurt you. If I think you’re not admitting?—”

“Yeah, yeah, you’ll punish me later when I’m all healed.”

“I’ll punish you right now if you keep being so sassy.”

Mason winked at him, and Jack lifted his ass. “Fuck me, Gray.”

“Jack, when we thought we’d lost you, I?—”

Jack tried to look over his shoulder, but twisting his body like that did hurt. “Gray, I’m fine. Please, the only thing that hurts is my dick.”

Gray chuckled. “Let’s see how hard I can make you beg before I let you come.”

“I won’t last. Not once you’re inside me. It’s been so long since I felt your cock stretching my ass.”

“Mmmm,” Mason groaned.

Jack glanced at him and saw that his dick had never completely softened. It was really too bad he had an early class and work to do.

Then Gray was there, sliding a slick finger into his ass, and Jack forgot everything but the stretch, the burn. Gray widened him, worked him until Gray declared him ready, then teased him by rubbing the tip of his cock over Jack’s entrance.

Jack gasped, squeezing the pillow under him to keep from struggling against Gray’s hold on his hips.

“You ready?”

“God, yes.”

Gray pushed forward slowly. His cock felt as huge as a tree trunk. Jack cried out as the head of Gray’s cock pushed past the tight ring of muscle and drove deeper into him. “Gray!”

Gray froze. “You okay?”

“Never better.”

“Jack.” There was a warning in his tone, but as he pushed deeper, Jack had the sense that the movement had been involuntary, that he simply couldn’t hold back any more than Jack could.

“My chest is fine. My ass hurts, but it’s sooo good.”

“Seductive bastard.” Gray growled. Then he drove in all the way.

Jack bit his lips to hold in a shout.

“Let it out. Scream for me,” Gray said.

Gray pulled out so slowly Jack thought he would die, but he shoved back in hard and fast. “Yeah, like that. Please. I can take it.”

“You’ll take exactly what I give,” Gray said, holding Jack still.

“Yes. God, yes. I will.” Jack’s voice shook.

“So hot,” Mason murmured.

From then on Jack didn’t remember words or sounds or anything but sensation. He must have cried out, must have cursed Gray, begged Gray, but when Gray’s cock slid over his prostate, he would have done anything to force him to keep going.

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