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… It’s a maybe. I mean, why else would Candy be dressed in a bra that’s barely covering her nipples and a thong, and why would Jet be naked and holding two dildos, right?
Only then they turn toward me and jump off the bed to drag me back to it, Jet’s grip painfully tight on my arm, and Candy’s nails biting into my flesh a little.
Same thing as pinching myself, right? This isn’t a dream.
“Welcome home,” Candy whispers, tugging on my sweater. “We missed you.”
It echoes my thoughts from earlier, and I want to tell her that, but she’s pulling my sweater and T-shirt over my head and I lift my arms to aid her. It’s not cold. They must have cranked the heating up.
“You’re home late,” Jet mutters. “We’ve been waiting for you.”
That stops me short. “Is it an anniversary or something?”
He waves the two dildos at me and grins wolfishly. “It’s your initiation night.”
And finally the pieces click into place. The dildos. Jet’s talk of trying sex toys on me.
Oh shit.
“Kiss me,” Candy says, and takes my mind off the oh-shit litany that’s getting louder and louder in my brain. Her lips are soft and her tits press into my now naked chest, her hands sliding up my pecs.
Warm like a marshmallow hot from the fire, her eyes smoky with desire, her mouth sweet. I pour everything I feel, everything I’ve been thinking of, into the kiss, until we’re both breathless and I’m hardening fast. Her hand slides down the middle of my chest, dropping to the bulge in my pants, and I hiss at the jolt of pleasure just from that light touch.
Jet slides behind Candy and turns her around, shooting me a heavy-lidded look. “Clothes off. And watch. You’re allowed to touch yourself, but not to come.”
Bossy. It’s a new side of Jet in bed, and although my first reaction is to take over and be the one to move the strings in this game, I obey, undoing my zipper and pushing down my pants and briefs, letting my dick swing free. It’s semi-hard and I fist it, shuddering.
As they start kissing and groping each other, I forget about everything else and jack off, groaning when Jet pulls Candy on his lap and they work his dick together, their hands moving over it.
I forget myself, my thoughts and worries, my focus on the pleasurable ache as I stroke my cock and watch Jet and Candy get it on—as he takes off her bra and lowers his head to suck on her nipples.
God, yeah. “More,” I breathe, leaning back and planting a hand on the mattress as I work my dick faster, harder. “Make her come, Jet.”
He lifts his head, his gaze dark like spilled ink. “Then take your hand off your dick.”
“… what?” I’m panting, caught in the oncoming swell, my hand too tight around my weeping dick. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“No touching. No jacking off. No coming.” He winks, and it’s not fucking funny. “Not yet.”
I look down at my fingers wrapped around my hard-on. “Why would I do that?”
“Because we get to play with you afterward.”
“Dammit, fucker…” I glance sideways at the bottle of lube and the dildos Jet has placed on the other side of him. “Play, huh?”
“That okay?”
Is it?
I asked him, practically begged him to fuck me the other night, and shit, I gotta admit his finger in my ass felt fucking fantastic. The dildos, though… They’re damn big. Much bigger than his finger. And his dick is even bigger than that.
When he takes my dick, though, he comes so hard. He seems to really like it.
“That a yes?” Jet whispers, and I take a deep breath before nodding.
“Yeah.”
My first reaction is to say fuck this and jack off until I come, but I’m curious… Way too curious, gripped by a sick fascination at what it will feel like, having them shove a dildo into my ass and make me come that way…
