Chapter 12

"Put your arms over your head," Gray ordered Mason when Jack returned. "If you're good, your legs stay free. If not, I'll get a spreader bar." He turned to Jack. "Tie his wrists."

"With pleasure."

Mason sank his teeth into his lower lip and whimpered. Gray stepped closer. He reached down and pinched both of Mason's nipples, making him gasp. Then he waited for sensation to subside and let Mason concentrate on Jack tying his wrists to the bed.

Jack secured one wrist, but before he wrapped the rope around the other, he nuzzled the pulse point and then flicked his tongue across it, making Mason jerk.

Gray watched, utterly mesmerized. His cock was so hard he'd need to take the edge off before he could play with Mason the way he wanted to. When Jack had Mason fully tied, Gray took his arm and pulled him away from the bed. "Go get a few ice packs," he whispered.

Jack's eyes sparkled. "Yes, sir."

"When you get back, I want your ass."

Jack's quick intake of breath showed his surprise. "Y-you do?"

"Yes, I want him to watch. Now go."

Jack scurried out of the room, and Gray turned back to Mason, who looked a little nervous about what they were planning.

Gray sat on the side of the bed and wrapped his hand around Mason's cock. "What do you want?"

"I…"

"Answer me, boy." Gray squeezed him with a firm grip and slid his hand over the head just the way Mason loved it.

"I want to come." The answer was raw, honest.

But Gray was still going to deny him. He gave Mason an evil grin. "I just bet you do. That's why you're going to have to wait a very long time."

"Oh fuck" was Mason's reply.

"Jack is going to use his mouth on you—your cock, your balls, your ass—while I fuck him good and deep." Gray let Mason go and worked his own cock instead. Mason watched him, eyes never leaving Gray's hand. "I'm going to fill Jack up, make him come, but you… It's going to be a very long night for you."

Mason whimpered and lifted his hips, begging for more attention. Gray laughed.

"Jack!" Gray had heard him return and knew he'd been watching the show. "Get on the bed on your knees, get to work on him."

Jack wasted no time obeying. He had his ass in the air and his head down licking Mason's balls in under a second.

"Tease him, draw it out. We want him to go fucking insane."

"Yes, sir," Jack murmured against Mason.

Gray slicked his cock. He pulled Jack's ass cheeks apart and brushed his thumbs over Jack's hole. Jack pushed back wantonly, but Gray kept teasing him, never pushing far inside. Finally, Jack swallowed Mason's cock. Gray lined his own cock up and drove into Jack, causing him to choke on Mason.

Jack pulled off Mason to catch his breath. "Fuck, Gray."

"Keep using your mouth on him, make him beg, make him fight you, because otherwise I'm going to stop fucking you, and I don't think that's what you want." Gray squeezed Jack's hips as he pulled out slowly.

Jack whimpered, "Please."

Mason pulled on his bonds and worked his hips, trying to get Jack to suck him. Finally, Jack bent over him again. Gray stayed still while Jack licked Mason's cock, then sucked on his balls. Then he gave Jack slow, careful strokes. Jack didn't complain, and he didn't stop teasing Mason. Gray couldn't see everything he was doing, but he knew Jack well enough to guess what he was up to, especially when he pushed at Mason's thighs, opening him wider, pushing his hips upward so he could lick his ass.

Gray looked at Mason. His eyes were squeezed shut and his hands gripped the bed rails so hard Gray wondered if he were trying to snap them in two. "Boy, open your eyes and look at me."

Mason obeyed.

"You want to force Jack to give you more, don't you? You want to hold his head and thrust into his mouth."

"Y-yes, sir."

Gray smiled. "I know you do, but keeping you from getting what you want pleases me. You want to please me, don't you?"

"Yes, sir."

Gray smiled at him. "You're good at that, boy."

Gray loved that Mason got off on giving him what he wanted, that their needs matched each other's so perfectly.

Gray looked down at Jack again. He was toying with Mason, never taking his cock into his mouth or penetrating his ass, but giving him enough stimulation to make Mason squirm, literally and figuratively. Gray picked up his pace, fucking Jack harder now, and Jack met every stroke. "Jack's working hard. Maybe I should reward him. What do you think, boy? Should I let him come?"

Mason looked pained. "I…"

"You don't like that, do you? Him coming without you."

"Please," Mason begged.

"Please what, boy?

"I… I don't know. I want… I want to please you."

"You do, and you will. Now tell Jack what you want."

"Suck me, Jack. God, please."

Jack did. Gray held Jack's hips tight as he slammed into him, fucking him hard and rough while Jack sucked Mason vigorously.

Mason gasped and writhed. Gray was sure he was right on the edge.

"Jack! Do not let him come."

Jack pulled back, and Mason bucked his hips, trying to shove his cock into Jack's mouth, but Jack kept his hips pinned to the mattress.

"Don't stop. Please don't," Mason begged.

Jack glanced back at Gray. "Do you trust me?"

"Yes," Gray answered. Jack knew how to hold Mason right on the brink as well as Gray did. Gray pulled out and rolled to his side. "I want to watch."

Jack took Mason in his mouth again, and in seconds Mason was panting, murmuring nonsense, begging. "Jack. So hot. Please. Your mouth. Oh my fucking God!"

Jack wrapped his hand around the base of Mason's cock and sat back.

"No!" Mason jerked his hands, fighting the cuffs.

"Ice him," Gray ordered.

Jack kept his grip on Mason's cock as he reached over the side of the bed. The lid of the cooler Jack had brought from the kitchen thumped to the floor. Jack picked up one of the packs, the flexible kind that would fit around a sprained ankle. He let go of Mason and laid the ice over his cock and balls.

"Holy fuck!" Mason shouted. Jack had to hold the pack in place as Mason writhed.

Gray took hold of Mason's shoulders and pushed them down. He didn't want Mason to hurt his wrists. "We can put you on the spanking bench or get a spreader bar. We're nowhere near done."

Mason looked at him, eyes wide.

"Tell me what you need to help you obey."

"N-nothing."

Gray slapped the side of his ass.

Mason swallowed hard. "Spreader bar. Please, sir."

"That's better, boy. There's nothing wrong with accepting what I offer. Jack, get what we need. Once he's all set up, I want your ass again."

Jack headed for the playroom on wobbly legs, but he returned quickly with a long spreader bar that would keep Mason's ankles far apart. Working together, Gray and Jack locked the cuffs around Mason's ankles, then removed the ice from his cock. It was soft now, but Gray knew it would be hard again very soon, ready to start another climb.

Jack looked at Gray once he'd finished. Gray grabbed Jack's arm and tugged him off the bed, moved him into the position he wanted him in, and pushed him down with a hand in the middle of his back. Jack arched his back, obviously knowing what Gray wanted. Gray drove in and fucked Jack hard and fast, working to get the angle where his cock would drag over Jack's sweet spot.

Gray slid an arm under Jack and lifted. "Up. I want Mason to see you come."

Jack pushed up until he supported himself on his arms. After a few awkward attempts, Gray managed to get him to standing, his own knees deeply bent to keep fucking him.

"Get yourself off, Jack. Now." Gray didn't want to wait much longer.

Jack obeyed, and in almost no time, he was shooting jets of cum. Mason watched, hips moving up and down as he fucked the air, chest rising and falling rapidly with sharp breaths.

Gray pulled out and pushed Jack back down. Then he wrapped a hand around his cock. He was so fucking close, and Mason's eyes were glued to him. "Watch boy, watch me come all over him."

"Mmm." Jack sighed happily and pushed his ass up.

Gray slapped it. "Little show-off."

Faster, faster, and then he was there. "Yes!" He milked every drop of cum from his dick, then laid his hands on Jack's ass. Slowly, working deep into his muscles, he slid his hands up Jack's back, rubbing the sticky fluid in. When Gray was done, Jack rolled over on his back and took Gray's hands in his, lapping at them until he'd licked them clean.

Precum had pooled on Mason's belly and he was so hard his cock rose up like it was straining for the friction he clearly craved. It wouldn't take long to have him right back where Gray wanted him.

"Don't move," he ordered. Then he gave an evil laugh. "Oh yeah, you can't."

Jack giggled, still high from his climax.

Mason scowled. "Bastard."

"Make him regret that," Gray ordered Jack as he left the room to grab a butt plug.

When Gray returned, Jack was bent over Mason, mouth hovering over his cock, fingers tormenting his nipples, pinching, flicking, slapping. Gray hung in the doorway and watched as Jack kept it up until Mason was shifting from side to side, trying to escape his touch and begging him to stop.

"Enough," Gray said.

Jack sat back on his heels, a pouty expression on his face.

"You'll get to torture him more in a minute, but first, his ass needs some attention."

Gray held up the plug so Mason could see.

"Oh God, no," Mason said.

"Are you complaining, boy?"

"N-no, sir. I… I didn't mean to." Mason looked desperate.

"Tell me what you're feeling. You're free to say anything you want."

Mason glanced at Jack and then back to Gray. "How much longer? I need to come so badly. It… it hurts I'm so… I don't think I can hold back."

"Twice more."

"Fuck!"

"Jack and I will help you. I want to watch you struggle. Just think how hard you'll come when it's done."

"Mmm. It will be delicious," Jack added.

"I'm going to fuck you when it's over," Gray said. "Will you do this for me?"

Mason nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Good." Gray slicked the plug thoroughly and eased it in. Mason gasped. Gray hadn't stretched him at all and he knew it hurt, but that burn would help Mason hold off for a few more minutes.

Gray slid the plug in farther, going slowly. Mason squeezed his eyes shut.

"Do you need time to adjust?"

Mason shook his head. "No. I want it. All of it."

Gray pushed it deeper. He waited until the tension in Mason's legs relaxed to start fucking him with it. Mason bucked under him, fighting the spreader as he tried to close his legs and escape. But Gray kept it up until Mason was so close, his balls high and tight. Then he pulled it out and Mason gasped.

"No. God, no. Don't you dare stop. I can't—" He froze and looked at Gray as he realized what he'd said. "I mean…"

Gray stroked his thigh and smiled. "It's okay. I'm asking a lot of you."

Mason's face was damp with sweat. A drop rolled down his chest and onto the sheet.

"No ice this time," Gray said. "We're just going to wait a bit."

Gray watched while Jack brushed Mason's hair from his face and stroked his cheek soothingly. "Breathe with me," he encouraged. He laid a hand on Mason's chest. "Inhale." Mason did. Jack paused. "Okay, exhale." Mason followed Jack's instructions until they were breathing in sync. Jack talked to him then, just chatting about dinners he'd planned for the shelter, random funny things from his workday, nothing important. Eventually, Mason's cock softened.

That was Gray's signal. Without warning, he pushed the dildo back in.

"Fuck!" Mason yelled.

"Yes. Once more with this, then a real fuck where you get to come. You can take it. I know you can."

"Yes, sir." His voice was ragged and desperate, and Gray fucking loved it.

"Jack, give him a distraction."

Jack straddled Mason. "Suck me."

As Mason obeyed, slurping noisily at Jack's dick, Gray felt him relax. He pushed the dildo in farther. Mason tensed again, but he didn't struggle and he didn't stop sucking Jack.

"Good boy," Jack said, cupping his face. "Now take me deeper."

Mason tried to obey, the bonds and the position making it hard for him. Gray slid the dildo in and out, fucking Mason with it until he was rising up to meet the strokes and whining around Jack's dick.

"Jack, that's enough." Jack pulled off him and Gray smiled at the sight of Mason's red puffy lips. "You love that, don't you, having his dick in your mouth?"

"Yes, sir." Mason was breathing so hard it was difficult for him to speak.

"You're close, aren't you? You feel your climax gathering in your balls. You want to shoot, want to let go."

"Oh God, Gray. I?—"

Gray yanked the dildo from his body and squeezed the base of Mason's cock. As Mason cursed him, he tossed the dildo on a towel and Jack handed him an ice pack.

Mason shook his head. "No. No, please!"

Jack leaned down and kissed him, swallowing any further protests, but Mason still jolted when Gray laid the ice on his cock. "Fucking fuck that hurts," Mason said when Jack ended the kiss.

"I bet," Gray said. "But you're such a good boy. Once you've calmed down, I'm going to fuck you and you'll get to come."

Jack talked to him again, calming him until Gray decided he'd come down enough to last more than a second once Gray's dick was inside him.

Gray tossed the ice pack back into the cooler and lubed his cock. He released Mason from the spreader bar and nodded to Jack to untie Mason's hands. "Hold on," he warned. "This is going to be hard and fast."

Mason wrapped his legs around Gray as soon as Gray was in position, holding him like he would never let him go. Gray kissed him as he sank all the way into his ass in one stroke.

"Need you. Love you," Mason said against his lips.

"Yes, baby, me too."

Gray fucked him without mercy, and before he knew it, Mason was crying out, long and loud. His ass clenched Gray's dick, squeezing him so tight Gray lost control. He drove in once more, barely able to move due to Mason's tight hold, but that was all it took. He filled Mason's ass as Mason continued to pump his cum out between them.

"Fucking hell that's hot," Jack said, and Gray heard the sound of Jack working his cock.

"Gonna take care of you too," he murmured, but Jack was already shouting and Gray turned his head to see him come. Mason even caught some with his tongue. Fucking amazing.

Mason flopped on the bed, and Jack landed beside him. When Gray could move, he pulled out of Mason and rolled over. "You okay?"

"Mmmhmm," Mason murmured.

"That was amazing," Jack said.

"God, yes," Mason agreed. "I didn't think I'd survive for a few minutes there, but oh my God, I think I had an out of body experience when I finally came."

Gray laughed and so did Jack. They snuggled up against each other, none of them bothered by the fact that they were sweat-soaked and covered in cum. Gray had no intention of moving until morning. He needed to be right where he was, wrapped up in his amazing partners.