Size Matters by R. J. Moray

Author:R. J. Moray [Moray, R. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three

It took Jack a second to realize what was happening, and by then it was too late. Channon bucked, his voice breaking on a wail as his hips jerked, head thrown back, his whole body racked with spasms. He sounded overcome, like he’d been dragged over the edge against his will and tossed into space, and Jack saw the exact moment he came back to himself, the shattering guilt and remorse in his face.

Channon had come without permission, and he knew it.

Disappointment warred with arousal in Jack’s belly. Channon was flushed, shiny with sweat, fucked open on Tom’s cock. He looked debauched. Jack wanted to have him, wet and messy and soft from another man’s cock, wanted to claim his used body and make it over for himself again. But. Channon had broken a rule, one of the oldest rules, one he hadn’t broken since, oh. The morning after prom. It felt like a lifetime ago.

“Channon,” Jack said, letting his disappointment show. “You know you’re not allowed to come without permission.”

“I’m sorry,” Channon gasped. His face was pinched like he was in agony, but Jack knew it wasn’t a physical pain that tormented him now. “Sir, I didn’t mean to!”

Tom had slowed to a halt, hips flush with Channon’s ass, and he grunted now in irritation. “So I guess that’s not allowed,” he said, his voice thick with stern disapproval. “Bad boy.”

Channon whimpered, his eyes squeezed shut. He knew something was going to happen, that much was obvious. It was clear he didn’t know what to expect, however, and Jack’s mind raced. What would be the best way to fix this?

He caught Tom’s eye. “He’ll have to be punished.”

Tom nodded, and pulled out, his cock still huge and hard, glistening with lube. “Pity. I was enjoying that.” He came up beside Channon, twisting a hand in his hair to pull his head back. “But bad boys don’t get fucked the way they like. Right, Channon?”

“Yes, sir,” Channon whimpered. He was blinking hard, like he was on the verge of tears. Well, that was going to happen one way or another. Best get on with it.

“You wanted to flog him,” Jack said, as cold and calm as he could. “Now’s your chance.”

Channon shuddered, dropping his head so Jack couldn’t see his eyes. Yeah. It was going to be like that. Jack bent to unbuckle him from the bench, guiding him to his feet. Channon kept his face turned away, every line of his body trembling. It made Jack’s chest hurt in a way he didn’t like. Poor Channon. This wasn’t fun for him, not feeling like this. This wasn’t how Jack wanted to see him flogged. He pulled Channon against him, smoothing a hand down Channon’s spine.

“All you have to do is take your licks,” he murmured, “and then all this guilt can go away. You’ll be clean again. We’ll forget about the whole thing.” He caught Channon’s chin and forced his head up, making him meet Jack’s eyes. “But I need you to give me a color, sweetheart.

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