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your punishment.”
    His cock thickened when Evan gave him a seductive grin, licking his lower lip in a slow, sensual drag. Cal stood and leaned over, but Evan demanded he lose his clothes first. Once naked and fully erect, he dropped down over his teacher’s lap for discipline. It felt awkward with his large frame. Evan warmed his ass by rubbing circles over the smooth globes. Cal tried to rub his cock against Evan’s thigh, but the man stilled him.
    “Get me the lube, Waylon.”
    Waylon shot up and retrieved one of many tubes around the house. He sat back down on the wooden coffee table facing Evan. Cal heard the spurt of lube and felt the cold fluid drizzle over his crack. There was no touching next, just a solid smack to his ass, which echoed in the room.
    “What the fuck was that for?” shouted Cal , expecting some sensual loving, not real punishment.
    “I warned you,” said Evan, smacking the other cheek. Waylon laughed.
    He knew his men would never intentionally hurt him. They were the ones who nursed him back to health, doting over him while he healed. With the use of only one arm for months, they made sure to pleasure him day or night.
    A finger trailed through the moisture along the seam of his ass until two digits penetrated him. He let out the breath he held, wanting more. When he realized both men shared his ass, playing games that made him drunk with desire, he dropped forward and submitted. One or both of the men began to finger fuck him, and delicious friction built up in his ass, making his dick hard and needy.
    “Do you wanna get fucked, Cal ?” asked Waylon.
    “Yes!”
    “You wanna fuck my ass?”
    “Fuck, yeah!”
    Evan withdrew his fingers, and the two men became uncomfortably silent. Cal dropped off Evan’s lap to his knees and gauged the men. They looked at each other with intensity and lust dancing in their eyes.
    “You’re letting Evan ride me today, aren’t you?” He just knew. It was always a topic they never touched upon, but Cal knew their threesome relationship would never be cemented until Waylon gave up control. They had to be equals, to love each other without borders.
    “Yes. You’re the meat.”

Chapter Nine

    They each took a two-minute shower. Alone. No way would they come out of the bathroom if they went in together. Each naked, moist, and oozing raw masculine strength, Waylon thanked God for the path his life had taken in such a short amount of time. Cal and Evan both sported thick, delicious hard-ons to match his own. He studied them, every ripple of muscle and erotic trail of hair.
    He wanted to devour them, every inch. Cal cracked his neck to the side, a trail of moisture falling from his broad shoulder, past his collar bone.
    Waylon sat on the edge of the king-sized bed, another new addition to the house, and then dropped down to his back. Waylon didn’t need to ask because almost immediately a hot mouth enveloped his jutting cock. He sighed contentedly before glancing up to see which man sucked him. It was Cal. Perched on his knees, he kneaded Waylon’s thighs, making sounds of approval as he sucked, and lapped up his length. He twirled his tongue around the sensitive acorn head and teased the nub at the base, making him shudder with need.
    “Come straddle me, Evan. Give me some cock.” He dropped his head and watched Evan climb up his body to straddle his chest. Dropping forward, Evan supported himself with strong arms against the headboard, allowing his cock the perfect angle to penetrate Waylon’s ready mouth. Evan’s was darker than his or Cal’s, almost purple with arousal. He loved the variety between his two men—one blond, one brunet, each unique and equally delicious. Before devouring the meat in front of him, he craned his neck and trailed a line with his tongue from the man’s tight asshole along his coiled sack. He could eat him all day and never stop. Evan shoved his cock against his lips, eager for attention. He sucked hard, earning him a

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