Page 1 of Getting Hitched

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“Bend over now!”

Jack and Mason flopped onto the bed, laughing.

“Dammit! You’re really asking for it.” Gray swatted each of their asses in turn.

“Don’t you want to take our pants off?” Jack teased.

Both men shook their asses at him.

Bastards. For the last hour, they’d been keeping him from getting what he wanted by going over plans for their commitment ceremony, plans they’d already been over a dozen times, plans he was getting more and more fed up with. “I want you both standing at the end of the bed now.”

They obeyed instantly, and Gray grabbed the waistband of Jack’s tiny red shorts and yanked. “These little things barely count as pants.”

Jack shimmied out of them and was left in nothing but a red jock with mesh straps identical to the side panels of his shorts.

Gray spanked him again. “That’s for having a fucking matching jock on.”

Both men giggled.

“What does that even mean?” Jack asked.

“I don’t know, but it fucking irritates me.”

“Everything irritates you today,” Mason said.

Gray jerked Mason’s shorts down. His jock was a white, serviceable one, like he’d actually been jogging or something. He slapped Mason’s ass just as hard as he had Jack’s.

“Hey! Mine doesn’t match.”

Gray’s only answer was to spank him again.

Mason squealed, which made Gray smile as he pushed Mason’s shorts farther down his legs. “Get rid of those.”

Mason obeyed.

“Have we been bad, sir?” Jack cooed.

Gray glared at Jack. “Don’t push me.”

Jack arched his back deeply, deliberately showing off. “Do you need to punish us?”

He did. Badly.

He laid a hand on each of their asses, squeezing and letting his fingers sink into their flesh. Mason closed his eyes and purred as Jack gave Gray a cheeky stare. He loved how predictable they were in bed. He needed predictability now, and he needed to take out his frustration on their asses.

He took a step back, wanting to be sure they were both okay with that. “I’m pissed off about all this shit for the ceremony, and I’ve had a hell of a day at work. I need to hear you both cry out while I spank you, but if you?—”

“Please,” Mason begged.

Jack gave him a tender smile. “Gray, we’re here to give you what you need.”

“But I?—”

Jack shook his head. “If we didn’t think we’d enjoy it, we’d say so.”

“Mmmhmm,” Mason said.

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