God.
He wanted that.
“Yes, please,” he begged, as he fucked Chris as hard as he could to get that reward.
Chris loved the way the man’s dick felt in his ass, and how he was trying desperately to get him to cum. Sliding his hand up Ethan’s chest, he wrapped his fingers around his throat, knowing that he also liked that too during sex.
He saw the look in his eyes, and it was nothing less than pure rapture.
Yeah, someone was close.
As he constricted his hand, Ethan fucked like a machine, trying desperately to get the man to cum.
Only, he couldn’t.
It was too much for him.
Ethan was beyond control.
His balls betrayed him, and what was left of his cum exploded, filling Chris’ ass.
He moaned, falling onto the man’s body, spent.
But Chris wasn’t done.
He rolled, and then moved up Ethan’s body to sit on his chest. That’s when he heard the door open, and knew they weren’t alone.
“Just finishing up,” he said, starting to jerk off.
Ethan was trapped beneath him as Callen and Gene came in and sat on each side of the melee going on in their shared bed.
The man on the bottom flushed about as red as his ass as Callen grinned.
“Oh, someone got fucked.”
Chris nodded, as he was working that last orgasm off.
“He came before me, so…”
Callen played with one nipple ring, while Gene did the same with the other. Ethan was trapped as they tormented him. Oh, and he loved every second of it.
“Please,” he begged. “Cum on me.”
It seemed he was still a little aroused.
“Open your mouth,” Chris said, leaning over him and jerking off. As Ethan did as he said, he came, shooting another load into the man’s mouth. “Swallow,” Chris ordered, as he braced his one hand on the mattress by Ethan’s head.
And the man on the bottom did.
All of it.
When Chris fell onto the bed, Gene grabbed Ethan and cuddled him. He could feel the heat coming off of his ass, and he knew how that happened.
“Someone didn’t listen, huh?” he asked, grateful that his husband looked calmer.
Whatever Chris did seemed to have worked.
For now.
