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“He’s been asking where you’ve been. Been a real crybaby about it,” his sister says as I pass her in the hallway. I’ve been giving them space to hang out each day and therefore, I’ve ended up out back, hacking away at whatever I can find. I’ve given up on painting Warhammer. I’ll leave those to Lex.

“Ugh, he’s so impatient,” I say as I enter the room.

I can hear Abigail’s laugh as the door shuts behind me.

Skylar is standing on the other side of the room, staring out the window, something in his hand. He looks so fucking good. The past few days have been torture, turning down his offers.

But I don’t want him to end up hurt by doing something sexy like spanking me.

My ass twitches at that thought but I tamp it down. No, tonight we’ll watch a movie and cuddle.

I hate doing that, but I’ll suffer through.

Casey comes out of the bathroom and my movements stutter. “What are you doing here?” I ask.

Casey smiles at me. “Just having a chat with my boy here.” He slaps Skylar on the shoulder and Skylar winces.

“Hands off,” I shout and walk toward Casey, punching him in the stomach. Doesn’t do much. Damn these men and their ridiculously hard abs.

“Shit, he’s feisty. Gonna be a chore getting it done.”

My eyebrows meet as Casey moves toward me.

“What the fuck are you talking about? Getting what done?” I ask, my hands on my hips, but before I can get an answer, Casey is on me, his arms lifting me up.

“Put me down, you maggot!” I cry out, but Casey just chuckles and tosses me onto the bed.

“Listen, I’m doing him a favor, so can you just play nice?”

I squirm, trying to get away, but Casey is much faster than Skylar and just as strong. So very effective, it’s disgusting.

Before I know it, my pants are ripped off and I gasp, my dick already hardening between my legs.

You will not encourage this.

It only grows harder.

“I am not fucking you,” I hiss, and Casey rolls his eyes.

“You’re not my type, sadly. Just getting you all trussed up for Sky here.”

My heart thunders in my chest at that, and I fight harder, trying to get away and at the same time, letting it happen. My shirt is ripped off, my underwear too, and then I’m flipped onto my stomach, my face pushed into the mattress as Skylar instructs Casey on what to do. I’m helpless to do anything but let them.

“Legs bent beneath him. Not like that…like that…” Skylar says, and then I feel a familiar touch against my ass. My ass, which is now up in the air and exposed to both of them.

I should be more upset about this, but my leaking dick doesn’t mind at all.

Oh, fuck yes, it says.Stick it in.

“Grab his arms,” Skylar says, his voice rough. “Tie them to his ankles. Yes. Like that.”

My arms are wrenched back and despite fighting Casey’s hold, I find them secured to each of my ankles, leaving me bound and vulnerable. Fuck, this is so damn embarrassing.

“Done,” Casey says and then leans his head down to where I’m breathing fire. “Sorry, friend, but he really needed this.”

He pats my head roughly and then bounces off the bed and leaves, shutting the door behind him.

Leaving just Skylar and myself.

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