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asked, sounding like he was smiling, making Evan’s dick harder.
    There was no discomfort, only embarrassment over how displayed he was, and how horny he felt. What Alek was doing wasn’t prep, it was play, which changed everything entirely. The fingers pumped in slight little pushes, rubbing over Evan’s inner walls, then spreading apart. Exhaling shakily, Evan tried to find his voice, but could only manage a breathless, faint, “ Fuck ....”
    It was a perfect example of how it was going to be when Brennan left, only Luka would be there to witness all of it. Alek would want to display Evan’s submissiveness to Luka and show his twin how much control he had over the sweet teenager with the least amount of sexual experience by far of the foursome. Evan would get off on it, even as his bashfulness would skyrocket. It would be fantastic and terrifying at the same time.
    “Hmm?” Alek hummed in question, not letting Evan get away with silence.
    Quietly, Evan murmured between gasps, “Good.”
    “And?”
    “I like it,” Evan confessed, blushing more than ever, his voice cracking and betraying his youth.
    Alek pulled the fingers almost all the way out, twisted them around and pressed them back in, asking, “How much do you like it?”
    But all Evan could do was whimper and thrust against the bed for relief, his dick so hard from the teasing, stimulation, and voyeurism, he couldn’t help himself.
    Alek stopped prying Evan’s cheeks apart and reached up under Evan’s pelvis instead, between his thighs to give his erection a testing little squeeze. Evan groaned, hips stuttering, his dick weeping sticky beads of fluid. His ass relaxed and Alek’s fingers slid farther, making Evan’s groan sharpen and climb. Alek pulled Evan’s hard-on downward sharply, which made Evan tip his ass even farther up in the air.
    “Good. Just like that,” Alek praised, fucking him with deeper strokes and holding Evan’s dick in the uncomfortable position. Evan had bent his knees and was using them to push off against the bed. Gripping his pillow more tightly, Evan shifted his knees up the bed and more under him.
    Maybe it was that he never seemed to have enough time with Luka. When they were together, Evan tended to simply yield and let Luka lead. But with Alek, there was always more than enough time. And Alek liked to play. He would push each one of Evan’s buttons and tempt Evan into participating in sex that felt dirty, decadent and wrong in the best kind of ways. It was the combination of those approaches that worried him.
    Steadying Evan with a firm, steady grip on his stiffened dick, Alek kept him in that awful, ass-up pose while fingering him with every inch of his fingers, pulling them out to hook inside with just the tips, then plunging back in to the hilt and holding there until Evan whimpered. And Evan had no idea how long it went on. Though it was probably only a matter of minutes, soon Evan’s thighs were quivering and his breathing was out of control.
    “You’re so fucking wet, Jailbait. Do I make you wet? Or do you just like getting finger-fucked that much?”
    Evan growled through a breathy cry, clawing at the hair on the back of his head, pulling at the strands. Alek started giving Evan’s dick tight, twisting tugs, like he was milking the pleasure from him. Evan cried out and thrust helplessly down against the next tug, then pushed his ass up onto the fingers. When he thought maybe Alek would let him get off like that, caught helplessly between Alek’s hands, Evan chased the possibility, moving faster and faster.
    But then Alek let go of Evan’s cock and grabbed him by the base of the balls instead, squeezing tightly enough to cut off his impending orgasm. Evan rasped out a groan of protest, fighting it as the fingers up his ass moved ceaselessly as ever, but Alek had him. He wasn’t going anywhere, so he rode it out, blowing every breath out between his lips.
    “We’re gonna have so much fun with you,”