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“Gym.”

“Gym.”

“What are we eating?”

“Steak and veggies… and then we’re eating you.”

I shuddered, trying not to let my cock go instantly hard. “Oh, I’m sorry, Daddy, but I’m too tired after all my hard work today. I need an early night.”

A giant, warm hand pushed under the front of my shirt, while a solid chest pressed to my back. The smell of Marshall fresh from the shower overwhelmed my senses. “You do need an early night, but you won’t be sleeping.”

“Can we play naked twister?”

They both laughed, and the sound made my heart race.

“Go set the table, Bunny. I’m starving.”

Wearing my shorts as low as I could get them without underwear, I squeezed in between them on the sofa in the basement, letting out a loud groan.

“What we watching?” I sounded breathless.

“The Bodyguard.”

“Daw, can’t we watch something else? Seriously.”

“No, I love this movie. Did you do what I asked you?” His hand moved to my thigh, dusting his fingers up and down.

“Yes.”

“Stand up and lose the shorts.”

I did as he demanded, and then a short, sharp slap hit my ass.

“Yes, what, Bunny?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“I left the snacks upstairs, Fox. Can you go get them?” Marshall asked, and I could hear the smile in his voice.

Glancing back over my shoulder, I frowned. “Seriously.” He smacked my other cheek, making my body buck from the sensation. “Just so I know, how long are you two going to torment me?”

Dawson pressed against the new plug he’d given me at dinner, asking that I put it in after my shower, while Marshall rubbed my stinging cheeks.

“You have your safe word,” Daw reminded me, making me moan loudly, knowing what that meant. “Now, go do what Marshall asked.”

By the time I got back from the kitchen, carrying the tray of snacks and drinks they’d laid out, I was sweating and so hard my cock throbbed. The plug was the biggest one I’d ever used, stretching me wide and curved to hit my prostate with every move I made.

Marshall sat with his legs wide and his arms stretched out over the back of the sofa, while Dawson rolled his lip between his teeth as he looked between us.

“Put the tray on the coffee table, Bunny.”

I sucked in my breath as I leaned forward, crying out as it pushed deeper, making my balls pull as an orgasm threatened to erupt.

“This is killing me,” I panted. “One of you touch me, please.”

I watched as Marshall leaned over and cupped Daw's cheek before leaning in and kissing him. They didn’t kiss each other on the mouth very often, finding their own shorthand way to express their feelings for each other, so watching them now made me even harder. If that was possible.

Unable to resist, I fisted my cock, groaning as the pulsing throb grew stronger. I arched my back and, out of nowhere, I came hard, cum splattering across my stomach and chest.

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