Page 34 of Getting Hitched
“You get twelve strokes. Can you take them?”
“Y… Yes, sir.”
“Be sure.”
“I can, sir.”
“Good.”
Jack positioned himself, and Gray snapped the crop. Once. Twice. Jack cried out. Then Gray reached under him and removed his nipple clamps. He howled as sensation returned to his abused flesh. “Hurts. Shit. Hurts so fucking much.”
Gray brought the crop down again and again until Jack was screaming, begging him to stop.
Gray laid one last stroke on his ass. “Twelve.”
Jack gasped for air. “Fuck. Oh, fuck.”
Gray tugged on his plug. “Push out.”
Jack managed to obey. Gray tossed the plug onto the towel where he’d placed Mason’s.
“I’m going to fuck you now. Can you stay on your feet?”
“I… No, sir.”
Gray helped him get to his hands and knees on the mat.
“You can move, talk, yell, but don’t come. I made it to the car first, so I’ll be coming all over your ass. You’re going to save your load for Mason.”
“Y-yes, sir.”
Gray took hold of Jack’s hips and jerked him back as he drove into him.
“Fuck!” Jack shouted.
Gray didn’t give him time to adjust. He fucked him hard and fast until he was right on the edge. Then he pulled out and shot his load over Jack’s ass.
Mason whimpered at the sight. “So hot.”
Gray reached under Jack and undid his cock ring.
“Do you have the strength to fuck Mason now?”
“Yes, sir. Please let me fuck him, sir.”
Gray turned to Mason. “When he’s done, I’m going to make you come, but you’ll hold back until I say.”
“Yes, sir.”
Gray stayed on the mat. He’d watch from there. After coming so hard, his legs were too shaky to contemplate standing.
Jack rubbed his hands over Mason’s ass. “You look so good like this.”
Mason worked his hips against the bench. “Please, fuck me, Jack.”
“Fuck him as hard as I did you,” Gray demanded.
“Yes, sir.”
