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Author: Eniwealth
last update publish date: 2026-03-25 21:50:34

3 ASHER POV

I fling aside Elliott's hand to grab a fistful of Remington's hair. Pushing until I reach the base of his throat and he chokes. Nails digging into my thighs which only intensifies the pleasure mounting up.

My nipples grow taut, current spreading through my chest while my body craves more. I slap his face twice and he groans, his mouth closing up on my cock as he stands up straighter

"Take my dick like a whore "

"Wow" "That's hot" I tune out the people's

exclamation the moment Remington's tongue lick the base of my cock up to the tip

"Yes... Yess. Fucking take it"

I stand on my tip toes and push his head further deep till I shudder.

If I hadn't been sucked by a guy as dare, I'd have thought this feels good because it's not a chick's mouth.

But fucking fuck me to Pluto. I've never felt this good from being sucked. Not even from gripping tits and pounding into a pussy.

Remington scratch his nails down my thigh, slapping.

"So.fucking.greedy" The words break out breathy.

And oh fuck. Reming fucking ton grab my balls, tightens his hold on me as he finally fucking suck me

My head floods with heat. Body nerves rise up .

I come out, and push back into him. This time, his mouth open wide, teeth grazing slightly and he squeezes my balls again.

Beast. I flutter my eyes open and I slap his face, again. He closes his mouth on my cock with a deep groan, sputum flowing down my cock.

"So fucking beautiful" The words slip and his tongue plays with the tip of my cock while his grip tighten on my balls.

I throw my head back, legs shaking.

I'm fucking close.. I bop his head fast, thrusting myself into him as deep I can go until the waves hit.

"FUUUUUCK" I close his face on my cock, gripping his hair without letting go, can't let go.

His nails scratch my thighs,and his groans fill my ears.

Either in pleasure or pain, I can't fucking tell as I spill into his mouth with a loud and satisfying grunt.

"Don't fuckingspill out" I say with heavy breath and he gulps.

I come out from him, making sure my cock slide against the roof of his mouth.

Little spill out by the side of his mouth.

I grip his chin to open his mouth slightly, seeing my cum sitting down his throat, I spit into him before letting go.

"Good fucking fuck" I rumble, as my breathing ease out and I close his mouth.

My balls remain thick and tight, I look at his face and fist my cock faster till the pleasure hit again.

Positioning his face, I spill all over it with a nerve fucking calming grunt.

Watching my cum drip down to his chest.

Slowly, my body calms

Nerves relax and vision becomes clear to see multiple mouths open and faces filled with whatever I can't tell but I sure as hell hate that they'll have a video of the best fucking orgasm of my life

I let Remington go and tuck back in my cock,gaze still on Remington. He looks so fucking gorgeous with my cum all over his face and chest. Some spilling from his mouth down to his chin.

"Fuck"

My gaze catch his pant..

Well, fuck me. It's wet

I bend down at him, my knees sitting on his thighs, our faces just inches apart. He looks up at me: Ash. This is my first time looking straight at my doll. I never knew his eyes color is ash.

I lay my palm on his thigh and he flinches.

Well, let's see how it goes. I grab his cock through his pant. His eyes widen, and I watch darkness cover the little light in his eye. I squeeze tighter, feeling his cock thicken on my palm

"Look what we have here"

A vein show up on his neck and I squeeze more, enjoying the way his cock pulse on my palm. He closes his eyes

"Eyes on me" I watch his eyes flutter open, his cum smearing my palm through his pant.

Well... Never knew he's gay

I squeeze tighter and he moans.

Soft fucking moan! I move closer to his ear

"I don't fuck guys but I'll make a fucking exception for you"

As if realizing, he flings my hand away. I don't budge, I squeeze his balls with my other hand and his body fucking shakes.

Like a damn fucking spasm.

"Tell me.. " he looks at me, breathing loud and heavy

"Are you gay" he rolls his eyes

"or you're just turned on by me?" Pleasure course through me as I watch his eyes widen. With force, he punches my face. It is so sudden I fall down then he race out.

"Get him!" someone yells

"Let him leave" I order and the movement stop.

Finally, I stand up and look around. Phones still out. Even Vlad, Caden and Elliott are looking with a hint of surprise

"What?'"

"What?!" Vlad snarls back aloud

"That was pornstation worthy! "Elliott replies. I roll my eyes and walk past them back to my seat mind thoroughly hating they have a clip of that.

"Every phones in front of me" Flashlights go off and soft murmurs ripple. I catch some try pocketing their phone

"Now!" I roar and they all move. Dropping their phones on the table. I pick up a Remy martins bottle and break one, then two.

Their gasps fills the air. I continue hitting the phones till all are broken and I'm fully satisfied.

"If I see that video anywhere" I topple down the table holding the phones as I speak

"The consequences will reach your parents career and your future"

My team stare at me with open mouth. I owe no one an apology but if I stay here longer, Elliot of all people will point out the insanity in my action

So I grab Caden's phone and forward the clip to my W******p then head out. It's not the first time we had a voyeur. Definitely won't be the last, but the thought of anyone seeing how good he looked. Of my cum on his face. Watching us again and again at their whim doesn't sit well with me

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