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Mason hummed around Jack’s cock, and Jack bucked, thrusting deep into Mason’s mouth.
Mason lifted his ass invitingly. Gray had every intention of taking him up on that offer. He pulled Mason’s cheeks apart and bent until Mason gasped, letting Gray know he could feel Gray’s breath against his flesh.
“You like that?”
Mason whined around Jack’s cock.
Gray licked him then, and Mason pushed back, begging for more with his body. “I’m going to open you up, eat you until you think you can’t stand it, and then flip you over and fuck the hell out of you. Now make Jack come while my tongue’s up your ass.”
Jack gasped loudly, interrupting Gray. Gray smiled at him, and Jack licked his lips, his hands tightening visibly in Mason’s hair.
“Don’t you dare come yourself, Mason. You got that?”
Mason raised up just enough to speak. “Yes, sir.”
“More,” Jack demanded.
Gray slapped Mason’s ass. “Give him what he wants.”
Mason lowered his head until he was pressed against Jack’s body. Jack bucked, and Gray grabbed his hips and pushed them back down. “Stay still and let him work you.”
“Can’t,” Jack protested.
“Yes, you can.” Gray glared at him, and Jack sank into the mattress. He wouldn’t be able to hold still long, but he would try.
Gray tongue-fucked Mason until he was a quivering mess. Jack was cussing, begging, obviously fucking close to losing it. Mason was close too, Gray was sure of it. He wrapped a hand around Mason’s cock, squeezing tight. Mason was going to wait for Gray.
“Mason, please! Oh fuck! Yes! Yes!” Jack shouted.
Gray sat back, wanting to watch Jack come. Jack gripped Mason’s head tightly, but Mason didn’t fight it. Without the stimulation from Gray, he relaxed and simply took. When Jack began to whimper, Mason pulled back.
“Sensitive?” Gray asked.
“God, yes.”
“Turn over, Mason.” Gray’s voice was scratchy with restrained need.
Jack watched them, eager even though he’d just come. “Are you going to fuck him now?” he asked, his words slurred, as if the blowjob had made him drunker.
“Eventually,” Gray answered. He felt more sober now, better able to concentrate, and he intended to spend some more time concentrating on Mason’s ass. He pushed Mason’s legs up and open. “Hold them there.”
Mason sucked in his breath like he hadn’t expected Gray to be so harsh. Gray hadn’t expected it either, but the idea of Mason opening to him, letting him…
Jack handed him the lube, and Gray loved that he hadn’t needed to ask. He slicked his fingers and drove two of them into Mason.
“Fuck!” Mason shouted, tipping his head back.
“You complaining, boy?”
“N-no.”
“Good.”
He added another finger, but he went slowly this time, letting Mason feel the stretch and get used to it with slow, easy in and out movements. Then Gray opened his fingers, pressing against the sides of Mason’s passage. Mason whimpered, and Gray noticed that his knuckles were white where he held his legs. “You okay?”
“Yes, sir. Please.”
“Please what?”
