บททั้งหมดของ Club el Diablo: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

He didn't want her to know how much her reactions pleased him. Matt had dwelled on their "date" throughout the day. He could have sex with her once, walk away, and not look back, but he knew it would hurt her and somehow he knew she was destined to be in his and Stephon's lives no matter how ridiculous it sounded. At this time, throwing menage into the mix along with his other kinks would be completely over the top, so he could wait. This was a test and he needed to know she was open to trying new things. He enjoyed orgasm play more than giving pain, though Stephon needed to give and feel pain to satisfy his own kinks. Training the mind to accept pain as pleasure took a while when it was something you didn't know you wanted. If tonight didn't work out, he would know that the entire dynamic of his life wouldn't appeal to her and the thought terrified him. After his all-day mental rollercoaster ride, he decided to try, and headed to the local sex shop and bought some light toys to see ho

Giving Matt a blow job was nothing like she'd ever experienced. His low voice grew hoarse while giving instructions and offering encouragement. She was on her knees with him standing above her. She loved the change in his breathing when her saliva flowed over the silky skin of his hard cock, making an audible squishing sound. She felt absolute power in the knowledge that she could fulfill his fantasy. She increased the tempo and loved how his orders became less focused when he gave into the feelings of her mouth on his cock. At last, he grabbed the sides of her head, stilling her movement and began thrusting deeper while giving her broken, guttural instructions to relax her throat muscles. Saliva dripped down her chin, and at one point she gagged, but his harsh rhythm never stopped. With a final deep plunge, he cried out in release and a surge of cum slid down her throat, satisfying her yearning hunger to give him this ultimate pleasure.Opening his eyes, he looked down into hers. S

Kyle had securely bound Stephon's naked body to the St. Andrews Cross in the far corner of the play area. He had Stephon's head tipped back with a tight grip on his hair. "I'm not in the mood to play around tonight. Will that be a problem?""No, Sir.""Good. Safeword if you need to.""Yes, Sir."In all the years Matt had watched his friend take a consensual beating, he'd never heard him safeword. Twice Matt had done it for him and that's why he wanted to be around whenever an unknown worked on his friend."You good with this?" Kyle looked at him and nodded toward Stephon."No, but I've watched many times. I'll stay out of your way unless I think he's past helping himself." Matt was Stephon's safety net, though he knew his friend didn't see it that way."Has that happened before?""Yes." He liked Kyle's no-nonsense approach. "I have no intention of taking it easy on him.""That's not what he wants."Kyle stretched his shoulders and then experimentally popped the whip. It was

"I like her," Stephon said after we walked a block from the diner."I thought you might.""Why didn't you tell me about the scar?""Because I knew it wouldn't make a difference." Matt's voice was almost smug and he was unable to hide the slight grin on his lips.Stephon let Matt have the win this time. "I think it makes me like her more. I see why you find her attractive."This isn't just attraction but Matt couldn't find the right words and now was not the time. "It's more than that.""Yes, it is." Stephon said and began whistling a tune Matt hadn't heard before. They walked back to the hotel, each lost in their own thoughts.Krispin called an exhausting session of practice, so the day flew by while they rehearsed, giving them little time to discuss Jewel. They talked about their weekend schedule while they walked back to the diner that evening.Jewel came out of the kitchen, minus her apron, and walked toward the door when she saw them waiting. Matt held her hand while they m

He placed his hand on the small of Jewel's back and with gentle, guiding movements led her past several restaurants in the hotel. Fortunately, La Roca Ardiente didn't require a tie or dinner jacket, because, unlike Stephon, Matt hated wearing either.Feeling the tension in Jewel's body, he knew things were only going to get worse. He thought about ordering her another drink, but decided to wait and see if she'd stick around long enough to finish the second one.She was the first woman who just might run the opposite way when she discovered who they were. Their sexual preference was bound to take her over the edge if she found out tonight, and he hoped Stephon would understand and not fuck up again.The ma顃re d' also knew their names, and seated them at a table in the far corner away from prying eyes and ears.Jewel finished off her first drink and looked between the two men, giving them a look of mild irritation. "Would you mind telling me a little more about the job the two of you