AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He quickly dresses and leaves, possibly embarrassed and annoyed.
Ezra seethes in a way that’s quiet and frightening. It’s boiling under the surface, but he’s not exploding. He’s not yelling or acting out.
“Ezra,” I start.
He holds up his hand, cutting me off. He walks away, removing his jacket and taking deep, controlled breaths before he opens the door.
Wait, what?
I quickly start pulling on my boxers, but it’s not long before he’s back, this time followed by another person.
A small twink that’s probably just legal enough to be here trails him like a puppy wearing skintight black pants and a black mesh top. He looks like he’s never had facial hair in his life, and his lips are pink and glisten from here. His dirty blond hair falls over his brows and I want to rip every strand from his head. One by one.
“We’re trying this cuckolding thing,” Ezra says with a look in my direction followed by a wink.
“Ezra.” My voice is low, his name drawn out in a slow warning.
“How about you get on your knees?” he tells the guy, undoing his pants.
“Yes, sir,” the man teases, giddy with excitement. “I’m all about this. I bet I could suck your dick better than he can.”
Ezra grins. “Maybe you can.”
I’m kneeling in the middle of the mattress, watching as this unfolds. There’s no fucking way this is happening. My brain struggles to deal with what I’m seeing. It unfolds in steps.
Ezra’s pants are around his ankles. The twink’s hands are on his thighs. Ezra reaches into his boxer-briefs and touches himself.
The man on his knees bites his lip, ready and excited. “Let me see that big dick. I want it in my mouth.” He looks at me, green eyes bursting with superiority. “You might lose your man after tonight.”
I scramble out of the bed and get to my feet.
Reaching up, he tugs Ezra’s underwear down, freeing his cock. He licks his lips and lets out a moan. “He probably doesn't know how to handle this. Don’t worry, I’ll show him.”
His fingers wrap around Ezra’s shaft.
“Yeah, he does need to be taught a lesson.”
Like he’s in a fucking porno and putting on a show, he sticks out his strangely long tongue, ready to slap Ezra’s cock on it.
I rush forward. They’re not far away, and I get there before he can touch his slimy tongue to Ezra’s dick. My fingers seize the muscled organ, squeezing and yanking on it with the idea of ripping it from his fucking filthy mouth.
He looks up at me with wide eyes, grunting and trying to pull away from me, but he only hurts himself during the struggle.
When I clasp my other hand around his throat, I let go of his tongue and pull him up to his feet. “No, I’m going to show you that you don’t touch what’s mine.”
I walk him backward until he slams into the wall, and then I reach for the glass bowl filled with condoms on the table next to us and pick it up and shatter it. Glass shards fly everywhere, and I pick up the largest one and hold it to his lips.
“No, please. Oh god,” he cries, tears springing from his eyes.
“Let me see that tongue again, pretty boy.”
He pins his lips together, turning his head to the side as tears stream down his face. I force the glass between his lips and then I feel Ezra’s presence behind me.
His chest touches my back and his mouth stops near my ear. “You can’t do this here.”
“I will fucking kill him.”
“Not here,” he says, coming in close and rubbing his nose down the side of my neck. “You’re too impulsive.”
