Page 17 of Their Wicked Ways

Ez moved back so I could settle behind Jay. He knelt behind me and pressed against my back.

My cock throbbed as I took in the sight of Jay on his knees, his big body ready and waiting for me.

“Fuck him, babe. I want to see your dick inside his tight little hole,” Ezra whispered in my ear.

I moaned as Ezra gripped my hips and pushed me closer. My dick bumped Jay’s ass.

Using one hand to hold myself still and the other to split him open, I guided my dick to his waiting hole and notched my tip against it.

“Ungh,” he grunted.

“Ready?” I asked softly.

“Yeah. Do it.”

I pushed forward, but he clenched tightly. I pulled back.

“Sorry,” he mumbled.

“Don’t be sorry.” I rubbed my tip over his hole. “You’re fine. I’ll go slow. Just relax for me.”

He blew out a breath, and I was able to work my tip inside him. Being careful, I pushed in a bit further.

“Holy shit,” I groaned as wet heat surrounded my cockhead.

“Told you he’s tight.” Ezra ran his hands up and down my sides and dragged his cock through my crack.

“So fucking tight.” I gritted my teeth and sank in another inch.

Jay’s cry instinctively made me pause. That hadn’t sounded like pleasure.

“Jay?” I asked gently, holding still.

His channel rippled and gripped me, but there was another sensation there. He was trying to push me out, but he wasn’t moving away.

“Do you need to stop?” I asked.

“No,” he grunted and fisted the sheets. “It’s just… It feels…”

“Has it been a while?”

“Yeah,” he croaked.

Ez pecked a kiss against my cheek. I pulled out of Jay as Ez moved from my back and crawled around us to settle on the bed in front of Jay, their faces on the same level.

“Look at me,” Ez said, his tone soft but still commanding.

“I’m sorry.”

“No reason to be sorry.” Ez rubbed Jay’s upper arms. “Do you need more prep? Or to stop?”

“No. I want this. It just…hurts.”

“Wes will be gentle with you. I promise. Now, pull in a deep breath.”

Jay did.

“Slowly let it out and bear down.”