FAZER LOGINPAULThe moment I reached out and wrapped my fingers around him, a gasp escaped me without my permission. FuckIt felt like touching a cock for the first time again. It was a warm weight in my palm, growing warmer, thickening as Cole exhaled slowly above me. Watching him respond to my touch, watching his cock grow to almost twice its original size in my grip had to be one of the highlights of today.All of a sudden, Dani settled behind me in the shallows. Her hand closed over mine on the shaft, gentle and insistent. She guided us both into a slow rhythm—back and forth, up and down—her body pressed along my back, her breath in my ear.“That’s it,” she murmured. “You’re doing great.”I was trapped between the two of them. Cole’s steady, heavy presence in front of me, his eyes falling on me like I was prey. Dani’s soft, commanding voice behind me, showing me how to stroke a cock like it was my first time. The water lapped around my waist, cool against the heat building under my skin.“S
PAULMy wife sleeps like the dead.But don’t tell her I said that. Let’s just keep it between us.Every morning, it was always two or three extra hours before she woke up. No matter the place. No matter the situation. Crazy, right?Maybe for you. For me, I’ve had seven years to get used to it. Did you expect me not to after seven years of marriage? Those extra hours she spent hibernating like a bear, I learned to treat them as my own. On our anniversary trip to Maui, Hawaii, that meant taking a walk down the shoreline at dawn when the island was still silent and pink with sunrise, collecting shells I pretend to admire, drinking terrible hotel coffee and letting my thoughts spiral with the tide.It does get lonely sometimes. But with that loneliness comes peace. And serenity. The type you wouldn’t find anywhere else I’ve been to.Day two, I had gotten bored and curious enough to walk past the point where the other early risers turned back. Past the lava rocks, past the faded warning
RayThe room was bathed in red light and a kind of chill I’d never felt before entering a room. Nate lay on his side in the middle of the bed, completely naked, one hand propped up and wedged against the side of his head. His cock, thick and dark, rested along his thigh like a snake.My wife sat at the edge of the bed in black lingerie I’d never seen her in before, her legs crossed like she was the mistress of sin herself.“What is this?…” I swallowed, the words leaving my mouth like I was learning to speak for the first time. My eyes darted from her to Nate, then around the room trying to make sense of what I was seeing. My wife rose from the bed and walked seductively towards me. She tugged my tie to pull me closer and without warning, began to loosen it. “What took you so long?” She asked softly as she undid my tie and moved on to the buttons of my shirt next. “We’ve been waiting.”My mouth opened but no words came out. I was still staring at her as though I was waking up in the
RAY“Wait.”“What?” Nate replied, like there was nothing more she could do or say that could hurt him any further.My wife walked over to him with calm, calculated steps, his heels clicking against the floor like a ticking bomb.“Give me your phone number,” she said, her voice dangerously quiet as she took out her phone and held it out to him.Nate blinked, clearly not expecting that. Neither did I. What did she need his number for?A slow grin spread across Nate’s face. He took the phone and typed in his number before handing it back.“Why do you need my number?” he asked, his tone a little too smug and relaxed. “Perhaps, you want me to fuck you the same way I fuck your husband.”His words sliced through the air, loud and unapologetic. I squeezed my eyes shut and pushed my lips back, never having been more embarrassed than I was at that moment.“I don’t mean to brag, but I’d thought it'd be interesting for you to know that I do have a very large cock which I know how to use,” Nate a
RAYShe forced the door open. The silence that followed was louder than any scream she could have let out. Nate stood in the closet's shadows, shirtless. That caught me by surprise because I didn’t remember taking off his shirt while we were at it. His hair was a mess and his pecs looked considerably thicker than the last time I’d seen them bare. But that wasn’t what I should be focusing on at the moment.He didn’t look ashamed or guilty about getting caught. If anything, he was looking at my wife with the same unapologetic smirk he’d given me the first time at the urinal.For one long second, she simply stared at him before slowly turning her head and looking at me.My breath caught like a lump in my throat and my fingers twisted around the hem of my briefs as I waited for the inevitable. I expected her to scream, slap me, burst into tears, or demand an explanation I couldn’t give. Hell, I would have preferred her to throw something at me. At least then, I’d know what to do with my
RAY My eyes bulged and I went completely still, literally forgetting I was just about to blow my load at that moment. “Fuck,” the word ripped sharply but quietly from my throat as I glanced towards the window before staring back at Nate. He was looking up at me with wide eyes, his lips still sealed around my shaft. The doorbell rang again, followed by my wife’s muffled voice. “Honey open up, I’m home.” Then the sound of keys. Panic shot through me. I pulled out, my body instantly betraying me as I went soft in the blink of an eye. I yanked up my briefs and grabbed Nate’s arm. “Quick, get up,” I whispered, hurrying him down the hallway toward the study. There was a narrow storage closet beside it, filled with spare linens, old boxes and things my wife and I never found a reason to throw away. It was the only place I could think of hiding Nate now. “Get in.” I pulled the door open. But he only stared at me. “Seriously?” I knew the place was stuffy and cramped, but it wasn’t







