Page 7 of Their Wicked Ways

“J-Jay.” He swallowed.

“I’m Wes. This is Ez.” He ran his hand down my front and cupped my hard-on. “What are you down for?”

Jay blinked at us. “I… I don’t know.”

Pressing one hand against the wall next to his head, I leaned in so my lips were next to his ear. “Do you want my man to go down on you?”

He drew in a quick breath.

“His mouth is magical,” I rasped. “He makes me come so hard. Do you want to feel it?”

He nodded, his eyes half-crazed, and his cheeks flushed with color.

“Yeah, you do.” I nipped at his earlobe.

He jerked and let out the cutest squeak of surprise.

“You want to feel me behind you while he sucks you?” I asked, testing his boundaries.

He opened his mouth like he was going to say something but closed it and pushed off the wall.

I slid behind him and tugged him back against me.

“You want to taste him, my sweet?” I asked Wes.

He nodded eagerly.

“On your knees.”

He dropped down.

“Good boy.” I stroked my hands down Jay’s torso.

Wes pulled a condom out of his back pocket. Jay went still.

“You’re in control here,” I whispered in Jay’s ear. “You can stop this any time. Just say the word, and we’ll back off.”

He relaxed and sagged against me. Wes watched with eager eyes as I undid Jay’s fly and tugged his jeans open. He lifted the condom and tore the wrapper open with his teeth. Tugging Jay’sforgotten t-shirt from the back of his pants, I tucked part of it in my pocket to keep it from falling to the floor, then pushed his jeans and briefs down so they sat under his ass. His hard cock jutted out in front of him, long and thick and shiny with precum.

Wes stared at it hungrily and licked his lips.

“So big.” I stroked my fist over Jay’s length. His skin was hot and slick. He was a bit bigger than average, uncut, and the perfect size to play with. Wes was going to have fun with him.

Cupping his balls, I gave them a gentle squeeze. “So full,” I said in his ear. “I bet you taste good.”

“Oh god,” he whimpered, squirming against me.

I gave them one more tug, then let go. “Your turn, my sweet.”

Jay was practically vibrating between us as Wes rolled the extra-thin condom down his shaft. I stroked my hands over Jay’s body, rubbing and teasing him as Wes licked his lips in anticipation.

The shout Jay let out as Wes swallowed his dick sent a pulse of white-hot need through me.

“Oh fuck. Holy shit,” Jay panted and cried out, his body tight as a drum as my man worked him over.

Wes loved sucking dick, and watching him bring our playthings to their knees, sometimes literally, was one of my favorite things. The pride from knowing Wes wasminemade every swipe of his tongue or long suck that much hotter for me.

They might have him for a night, butIhad him forever.