Chapter 50

A sharp pain of teeth against Tom’s ass cheek. “Stay still or I will coat your cock with this,” Gabe threatened.

Tom whined again, but fought to hold still. A groan slid through his teeth and his whole body trembled with the effort.

Gabe worked him open, not drawing it out, but in easy, calm strokes until there was just…just enough room. The plug, liberally coated with more of that menthol lube, was twisted into place. Gabe patted Tom’s ass fondly, jouncing it inside Tom’s body, rubbing the tip against Tom’s prostate for a few, sparkling seconds. “That looks so pretty,” Gabe murmured. He tapped against the plug’s base, drawing groans and whines out of Tom, seemingly heedless of the effect it was having on him.

Tom squirmed, just a little, desperate for some kind of relief, and threw his most pitiful eyes in Gabe’s direction.