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Gray reached for the headboard and wrapped his hands around two of the thick wooden slats. They’d bought the bed for its sturdiness and it hadn’t let them down yet.
Mason straddled Gray and ran his hands up Gray’s arms. His touch was firm, sensuous, and reassuring. When he reached Gray’s wrists, he flicked his finger over the pulse points, and Gray sucked his breath in. How was such a simple touch so arousing? He looked down and Mason’s cock was right there, pressing against his thin exercise shorts. Gray could easily break Mason’s hold and pull his hips forward so he could taste that lovely cock.
“Don’t even think about it,” Jack said.
Gray scowled. “Are you a fucking mind reader now?”
“When it comes to you, yes. You make it easy.”
Mason chuckled as he wrapped the rope around Gray’s right wrist, binding him. Gray tensed and closed his eyes, willing his body to relax as Mason secured his other wrist.
Mason leaned forward as he worked, his cock nearly brushing Gray’s lips. But he sat back before Gray could have a taste.
“Are you okay?” he asked, laying a hand on Gray’s chest.
“Yes.” The word came out embarrassingly breathy. Gray didn’t mean to sound so weak, but he was. He only pretended to be otherwise. Most of the time he was scared to death.
“Whatever you’re thinking, stop it,” Jack said.
“I’m not?—”
“Gray.” Mason’s tone held a warning. Gray gave in, ending his protest.
More rope in hand, Mason settled himself between Gray’s legs, facing his feet. As he leaned over to loop the rope through the footboard, he stuck his ass out, taunting Gray.
Jack spanked Mason, but he just groaned and wiggled, begging for more.
“Be careful what you wish for,” Jack said.
Mason ignored him and took hold of Gray’s ankle, lifting his ass even more. He brushed his lips over the circular bone of Gray’s ankle, then ran his tongue down along his arch. Gray fought the urge to tear his foot from Mason’s grasp. “Fuck, that’s… fuck!”
“Wow, you already can’t talk, and you’re not even completely restrained yet,” Jack said.
Gray would’ve flipped him off if his hands weren’t tied. “Bastard.”
“Oh, I’m going to be a hell of a lot worse than this before we’re done.”
Gray was sure he would be. As Mason tied his other ankle, he tried not to think too much about the fact that he was at their mercy, unable to move away from any touch.
Jack ran a hand over Mason’s ass. Then he grabbed his waistband, pulled his shorts down, and turned to look at Gray. “Is this what you want?”
Gray licked his lips but refused to answer.
Mason wiggled until he was positioned so Jack could push his shorts all the way down.
“I want it,” Jack said. He licked one of Mason’s cheeks and pushed a finger into his ass. Gray bit his lip, knowing Jack wanted to hear his reaction. He wasn’t going to make a fucking sound.
Mason pushed back, trying to take more, and Jack slapped his ass again. “Not now. Finish trussing him up.”
Jack looked back at Gray. “You sure this isn’t what you want?” He skimmed his fingers over Mason’s hole. “Don’t you want his ass stretched around your cock? Or maybe around your whole hand?”
Mason gasped, and Gray nearly bit through his lip holding in a groan.
“I know you do. Too bad we have other plans for you tonight.”
Mason secured Gray’s other ankle and climbed off the end of the bed. Jack moved behind him, circling his waist with one arm, pinning him in place. With his free hand, he pumped Mason’s cock.
Mason moaned and thrust into Jack’s grip. Gray watched them, but instead of feeling jealous this time, he felt special. They were putting on a show just for him, giving him pleasure. Is this how they felt when he topped them?
