Tales of Iniquity ( A collection of short erotic stories)
Alex crossed the floor without hesitation.
Diego spoke first, voice low, rough. “You’re late.”
“Traffic,” Alex lied, lips curving.
Marcus laughed, deep and rolling. “Bullshit. You were jerking off in the car thinking about this.”
Alex didn’t deny it. He stepped onto the platform, stood between Marcus’s spread knees. Marcus reached out, palmed Alex’s bulge through the jock, squeezed once.
“Strip,” Marcus ordered.
Alex unbuckled the harness first—slow, deliberate—letting leather slide off shoulders. Then he hooked thumbs in the jock waistband, pushed it down. His cock sprang free—cut, seven inches, thick, already leaking. Heavy balls drawn up tight.