Page 99 of Their Wicked Ways

“Spread those legs for me, sweet boy.” Wes pressed up against his back.

Jett’s eyelids fluttered as he leaned back against Wes and widened his stance.

“I want you to look at Ez while I eat you out.” He pressed a kiss against Jett’s flushed cheek. “Let him see everything. How good it feels, how much you want it.” Another kiss. “Can you do that for me?”

“Yes. I mean, green.”

“Good boy,” I said, rewarding him for remembering his colors. “Do you want to watch me jerk off?”

He nodded, his eyes wide and eager.

“Let me hear the word,” I reminded him.

“Green.” He licked his lips.

“Bend over and put your hands on Ez’s legs,” Wes said into Jett’s ear.

Jett did as he was told. The position put his face only inches from mine and gave me a view down his body to where his hard cock hung between his legs.

Wes ran his hand down Jett’s back. “You ready for my tongue?”

“So ready.” Jett squeezed my thighs and spread his legs wider. “Please.”

Shooting me a wicked grin, Wes sank to his knees behind Jett.

I couldn’t see what he was doing, but I knew the second his tongue made contact with Jett’s hole by the look on his face and the sharp intake of his breath.

“Does that feel good?” I undid my belt.

“So good,” Jett choked out, his hands flexing on my thighs as his face twisted up in a mask of pleasure.

“Tell me.” Taking my time, I popped the button on my jeans.

“What?”

“Tell me how good it feels.” Slowly, I slid the zipper on my pants down.

“It’s good,” he stammered, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushed.

“Yeah?” I pulled out my cock and gave it a long, slow stroke. “How good?”

“So good.” He dropped his gaze to my dick and licked his lips hungrily. “I never knew it could feel like this.”

I rewarded him with another stroke of my cock.

He flicked his gaze up to my face. “I want to do it to you.”

“You do?” My balls drew up, and my cock throbbed in my hand.

He nodded. “Yeah—fuck!”

Wes’s low chuckle tickled my ears as Jett’s legs almost gave out.

“You want to eat me out?” I stroked my dick slowly, my grip loose.

He nodded again, his hips bumping back as he tried to get more of whatever Wes was doing to him.

I was no stranger to letting Wes play with my ass, but I’d never once considered letting anyone else touch me there.