Beyond the Edge by Elizabeth Lister Page B

waiting for James to give me the okay.
    He finished kissing Sebastian and pulled back. Arranging himself comfortably on the mattress beside us, he nodded.
    Sebastian's glazed eyes met mine as I pushed slowly into him. His mouth opened and his eyes widened, his breaths coming in quick pants. I heard a deep groan come out of me at the pleasure of sheathing my cock in him, and an answering hiss from James, whose eyes locked on the place where Sebastian and I joined. He gripped his cock, rubbing it harshly as he watched my dick sink into his blond-haired boy.
    “Oh, yes, that's it…”
    He didn't need to encourage me. The heat and tightness of Sebastian's sweet passage proved encouragement enough, and at least my precipitous orgasm made it easier to maintain control now. I pulled back and thrust in again, delighting in Sebastian's loud groan. I hoped James didn't make the poor boy wait too long, but I didn't really care. I was thoroughly enjoying myself.
    I fucked Sebastian the only way I knew how—with skill, enthusiasm, and emotion. I groaned my pleasure with abandon, knowing that James would have told me to be silent if he'd wanted that. He wanted to hear me because he wanted to hear how much I enjoyed fucking his boy.
    Poor Sebastian quivered and cried out beneath me. He was close, so close, but James had not given the command. I rubbed over his prostate again and again until I thought he might lose it and come without even a hand on his cock.
    “Harder, Tate,” James said and I saw him reach out, grasping Sebastian's desperate cock in his large hand. “Now, Sebastian. Come now.”
    He let out a sobbing groan and I watched as his cock erupted in James' hand, shooting thick strands of white onto his belly and chest. I pumped him as hard as I could. I felt his ass spasm around my dick, and my own body almost took over. But I pushed the cresting orgasm down by biting my lip hard and summoning up images of my grandmother. Sick, I knew, but it worked and, somehow, I didn't think the randy old biddy would mind.
    James bent his head, engulfing the tip of Sebastian's spurting cock in his mouth and eliciting a strangled moan from the boy as his orgasm continued. James met my gaze as he swallowed Sebastian's come. He sucked the kid through what must have been a mind-blowing experience. My mouth fell open as I watched my Master suck another man's prick, my own dick dying for release. But I knew he wouldn't grant me permission to come again. Not for awhile.
    Finally, Sebastian relaxed into the post-orgasmic state of jellyness that we were all familiar with.
    James came off his cock and told me to get out of his boy. I did so, pleased at Sebastian's little whimper of sadness as I left him. He sighed, opening his eyes wearily.
    James smiled down at him, stroking Sebastian's wilting cock lazily. “How was that, my lovely boy?”
    “Awesome, Sir,” Sebastian breathed, absolutely glowing with sated desire and contentment.
    James laughed. “You've done very well. I'm quite pleased. I'm going to have Tate undo your bonds. Go ahead and shower. Pajamas are in the cupboard. When you're clean, dry and clothed, go down to the living room. When I'm finished with Tate, I'll order you boys some pizza.”
    “Yes, Sir,” Sebastian said.
    I unfastened the wrist cuffs and moved out of the way so that Sebastian could get off the bed. He went into the bathroom and I heard the shower start.
    James was standing beside the bed with his arms folded across his chest as he gazed at me. His cock was huge and red and hard. “Very nicely done, Tate. You seem to be redeeming yourself. But I'm not done punishing you for that slip in the shower.” He walked over to the drawer from which I'd gotten the wrist cuffs and ass vibe. My stomach dropped because I knew the only thing left in that drawer was a huge black hard-rubber dildo.
    Sure enough, he opened the drawer, taking out the intimidating thing and throwing it onto the bed in front of me.
    “Lube it