Worth A Shot (Worth It Book 5) by Styles Peter

Author:Styles, Peter [Styles, Peter]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, mobi
Published: 2019-03-19T16:00:00+00:00

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“Dios mio,” I said, unable to hide my admiration for the Black Room. The Black Room went out of its way to be upscale. It was probably nicer than most regular clubs that I’d been to. There seemed to be all kinds of hallways that led down to places that you couldn’t see from the main showroom where people were drinking, hallways that promised all kinds of things that were really inconvenient to think about right now, even while I hungrily watched subs being led down them. Most subs, though, weren’t being led anywhere. Instead, they sat politely at their masters’ heels watching the show or were completely turned away from the show, mouthing in between their masters’ legs. It looked like we’d come in midway as the focus of attention, the center of everything, was a tall man in the middle of the room, enjoying the literal and metaphorical spotlight. He was leaner than Landon, though not by much, and he was dressed in a tight black t-shirt, black fatigues, and military boots. He was handsome-ish, but that’s not why everyone was looking at him.

Everyone looked at him because in his right hand were two leashes. One was connected the collar of a sub, not so much older than I was who was sprawled on all fours over the three steps from the main floor to the center platform in the room. The other leash was connected to the collar of another sub whose face I couldn’t see, mainly, because it was buried deep in the cleft of the first sub’s ass. You could tell the second sub was going to town on the first sub by the way his face kept bobbing back and forth into view and the way he craned his neck to get different angles, spreading and re-spreading the plush ass cheeks he was holding apart. You could also tell the second sub was doing a fucking amazing job by the way the first sub sounded like, any minute, he was going to cry and the way he kept bucking back into the second sub’s face.

“That’s right, you little slut,” the dom yelled, mockingly, in a tone that felt very familiar. “That’s right, you’ll let him work you nice and open if you know what’s good for you.” He yanked the first sub’s chain as he spoke.

Nobody had said, but if I had to guess, that was in reference to the impressive machine that was placed directly behind the second sub, outfitted with an engine, a pole, and one of the biggest dildos I’d ever seen attached to the end of the pole. As intimidated as I was by that dildo, I couldn’t help a sliver of jealousy that lodged in my belly. As I watched both subs, I suddenly knew what I’d been wanting for a long time, and what I wanted was to be in either sub’s position.

Gay was already a hard sell for us Cubans, and I’d lucked out with Uncle Oliver being so accepting.

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