Page 57 of Matthew


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“Ooh, I’ll dedicate a toast to that,” Masok cheered.

Avir’s eyes gleamed as he examined Matt from head to toe. “For every sip you take, we strip something off you.”

“I’ll be naked pretty soon. This stuff is great. Why don’t we drink it all the time?”

Avir grinned. “This bottle is the largest they make and equal to a middle manager’s monthly salary.”

Matt had no idea how much a middle manager made, but he supposed it meant what they were drinking was extremely expensive. “Here I am, guzzling like a fish.”

“We can afford it, but drinking it frequently makes it less an indulgence.” Masok polished off his own first glass and had another. “Go on and drink. I want those clothes off you.”

A spicy scent teased Matt’s nostrils. They were aroused. So was he. He tipped leshella in his mouth and let it sit on his tongue, enjoying the mellow, somewhat fruity flavor.

“Only one shoe or two?” Kom asked Avir.

“They’re a set. Both.”

“That’ll end the game quicker,” Matt pretended to protest as Kom yanked his shoes off and tossed them in a corner.

“Good. I want my prize.”

By the bottom of his second glass in, despite his attempts to prolong the anticipation, Matt was down to his underpants. The leshella had disappeared. It hadn’t gone far with the four of them drinking it, but he felt wonderfully relaxed and euphoric, save for the blatant erection distorting his last piece of clothing.

“Oops. The fancy booze is gone. Shall we pick this up tomorrow? Maybe you’ll have better luck then.”

“I never rely on luck when I can be devious instead.” Kom tugged at his waistband.

“Aren’t you cheating?”

“I’m the Dramok, and I make and remake the rules.” Avir grinned as he leaned over Matt. “Whatever is left comes off when the booze is gone.”

Any protest…or more likely, agreement…Matt might have posed was lost in the Dramok’s kiss. His underpants slid down his legs, leaving him bare to them.

A mouth immediately enfolded his eager shaft. “Hey! I wanted that,” Kom complained.

Matt was delighted Masok declined to argue in favor of sucking harder. He moaned as the Imdiko’s rough tongue stroked his engorged flesh, inciting a flash of wanton heat.

“Fine,” Kom groused. “He may not have a secondary, but he has these sweet, soft balls.”

Increased wet heat. Matt squealed into Avir’s kiss as the Nobek sucked his sack deep in his maw.

Avir broke the kiss to gaze at him, his smile wicked. “Does something feel good, Mattie? Does it excite you? You shouldn’t just feel it. You should watch.”

He moved quickly, shifting pillows to prop Matt to a semi-upright position. The Dramok lay next to him, wrapping an arm around Matt’s shoulders. It was more an imprisonment than an embrace, which was enhanced when he captured Matt’s slender wrists in his massive paw.

“Look at them,” he whispered, taking in the dark heads bent to Matt’s groin. Masok in particular was visible as he swallowed Matt’s flushed cock again and again. “You’re going to come so hard. You won’t be able to stop yourself.”

He plucked Matt’s nipples in turn. The sting was heady, and watching him do so as he held Matt helpless increased the excitement. Matt whimpered and twitched in his iron grip.

“Sweet young man. Ours to play with for the rest of our lives. Ours to suck and fuck as much as we wish.” His palm swept down over Matt’s trembling abdomen, close to the soft tuft of hair at the base of his cock. “Our delicious Earther companion.”

He kissed Matt, his demand bruising in its insistence. His tongue plundered, and Matt uttered soft cries at the claiming.

Meanwhile, Masok and Kom continued their luscious assault. Slick fingers slid in his ass. Kom demonstrated how familiar he’d become with Matt’s body by finding his cumspot almost immediately. He rubbed it with tireless friction, and Matt shouted as molten bliss gathered at the base of his cock.

Avir’s teeth tugged on Matt’s lower lip before resuming his salacious teasing. “You have no choice but to come for us. Surrender, Mattie. Submit to what we demand.”

It was happening, quickly because he was young and had so little sexual experience to grant him better control. Kom, Avir, and Masok had no interest in his control anyway. They loved making him climax as often as possible when they fucked him.

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