Page 34 of Curious Cameron
"You okay with that?" he asks me directly. "Being called names. Being talked down to like you're the greenest boot on post?"
Trevor pulls my mouth off Marlon. His thick erection pops free, slick with my spit.
"Y-yeah."
"You're gonna try that again," Marlon orders. His smirk grows and the glint in his eyes sharpens. He's downright shameless in the control he has over me right now. "Be more polite about it."
"Y-yes…sir?" I guess.
And I guessed right.
Marlon's dick twitches and Trevor inhales loudly.
"Good boy," Marlon says. "So polite. And obedient. And slutty. Got my cock nice and wet. I bet you enjoyed it too. Sluts like you always get off on getting other men off."
Marlon lifts his foot and then he's — oh fuck. He presses the toe of his boot against my erection. I let out a strangled gasp against the cruel pressure. The ultimate proof of my enjoyment.That I like men. I like what Trevor and his friend are doing to me. How they're talking to me. How they're treating me.
And how much I want what comes next.
"Yeah," Marlon says with a click of his tongue. "That's what I figured, but making you say it is more fun. Make you admit it. Hell, make you beg for it. Maybe even cry for it. You'd cry for cock, wouldn't you? Would do whatever your dom told you to do."
"Yes, sir," I moan, but I'm looking toward Trevor. My…my dom? I've never called Trevor that before, but it's not wrong. My best friend. My husband. My dominant. Trevor's all those things. He's everything to me.
"Well, go on." Marlon glances over at Trevor too. "What we gonna do with your hot little bitch next?"
"Fuck him."
Trevor's dark brown eyes are the darkest I've ever seen. Those dark pools are a bottomless pit of lust. Yet his touch is tender as he grabs my chin and strokes my cheek. He wipes the spittle gathering at the corners of my mouth.
My stomach twists and my heart leaps as Trevor bends forward. He places his face in front of mine and draws me into a slow, but sharp kiss. It's a heady exchange that leaves me breathless as Trevor shoves his tongue into my mouth.
He doesn't seem to care that Marlon's dick was just there.
Trevor kisses me with tongue. Bites and licks and sucks before ending it. There's no smile on Trevor's face as he watches me catch my breath and rub my kiss-bitten lips, but his gaze is full of unmasked glee.
"I'm gonna fuck you first, Cam."
???
Totally naked. Flat on my back. My legs spread wide and my arms high above my head. I'm pinned like a butterfly on the sofa. Somehow I'm shivering and sweating in equal measure as I stare up at Trevor. He grabs my thighs, kneeling between my legs while he gets his dick out.
"You like this?" Marlon whispers into my ear. While Trevor and I are on the sofa, Marlon's kneeling on the floor. My head is propped up on the sofa arm.
"Y-yeah," I stutter, tripping over my words while my body is trapped.
"I knew it." He exerts more pressure on my delicate wrists, squeezing them so tight that I gasp. "Naughty little twink. You've been waiting for someone to fill you up, huh? Need it so bad that you need it twice."
Marlon's so strong. His rough fingers feel like iron chains. Keeping me in place. Locking me down while I'm opened up.
And stuffed full.
Trevor uses his fingers to prepare me. Those practice sessions with him really paid off. He only needs to use two fingers this time to stretch me out and spread the lube around. Getting my ass ready to accept him.
"It's time for your tight little hole to find out what real cock feels like." Trevor strokes himself while he looks down at me. He's not wearing a condom. Not that I'd ask for one. I understand why Trevor needed to see proof of Marlon's health, but I trust Trevor. I know he's clean.
Though he's about to make me filthy.
The head of his glistening cock teases my puckering hole.
