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Rose returned in a couple minutes with a couple of the anal vibrators I had gotten for the dice game today and a bottle of lube. "What are you going to do with that?" I said, pointing to the vibrators. "Prostate stimulation. Do you trust me, Master?" I looked at Chen. He looked at me. "What the fuck," he said. "I let Ron suck my cock today. It can't get any stranger than that." "What do we have to do?" I said, giving in. "Just lie on the bed with your legs bent and spread apart, Masters, and I'll do the rest."

“Tied up, spread for your wife, taking my fingers like you were made for it.” He whimpered—actually whimpered—and the sound went straight to my clit. I withdrew my fingers, ignoring his protesting whine, and reached for the small, curved prostate massager I’d packed. Black silicone, flared base, perfectly angled. I coated it generously, then pressed the tip against him. “Relax,” I soothed, stroking his thigh with my free hand. “Breathe.” He did, and I eased it inside inch by inch until the base nestled flush against him. When I switched it on—lowest setting first—the low vibration hummed through both of us. Andreas arched off the bed with a choked cry.

The sensation of that huge cock rubbing against my prostate was almost too much pleasure to handle. “Oh…God…Oh…Oh…”

I looked at a saddened Nowell and over at a glaring Jackson. "Did he feel you making out with Kaen," I asked him curiously and he nodded. "So if you have sex, either of you will feel the other," I added and Nowell nodded once again. "Oh shit," I spat and Rai agreed. "I take it you're hoping to pitch," I smirked at Nowell and he exhaled deeply. "I doubt if my brother would enjoy a cock up his ass," he mumbled sourly. Rai shrugged and explained that the prostate when caressed in a certain manner is very stimulating for a male, straight or gay alike.

'' I let out a loud moan, when it hit that same spot as Damon. ''I see I found your prostate. ''The same goes faster with his fingers and keeps nibbling my neck. ''Ahhhhhh......Hummmm..... ''The only thing I could do was moan. Tears were streaming down my cheeks from not being able to come, it hurts so much not being able to come. ''P-P-P-Please. '' I beg between groans. ''Please? What? ''He hits my prostate several times, which made me moan louder and louder.

I choose to make a detour, halting in front of a sex shop that I have always looked at from afar. Determined to get rid of at least a few of my frustrations, I enter the shop. The uninterested shop assistant makes it a lot easier to buy anal toys and lubricants. I pay and leave the shop without any interaction and return home with my cock already feeling like it is about to explode. I run up the stairs to my apartment and have barely closed the door behind me when I start stripping out of my clothes. Ripping the package open, I take out the prostate massager and pull a condom over it. I kneel on the bed, lubing my ass before pushing the toy inside my ass.

"What was that?" "That was your prostate, I would guess. And it seems to be working!" I had heard of prostate massage before, but this was certainly different. Her cock was still vibrating inside me, but she had stopped rocking and I took several long, deep breaths. Weirdly, I felt more relaxed than ever. It felt like the most natural thing to have her inside me. It was full, but it felt comfortable and sensuous. "So," she said, with a wicked smile. "Do you want more?"

"What was that?" "That was your prostate, I would guess. And it seems to be working!" I had heard of prostate massage before, but this was certainly different. Her cock was still vibrating inside me, but she had stopped rocking and I took several long, deep breaths. Weirdly, I felt more relaxed that ever. It felt like the most natural thing to have her inside me. It was full, but it felt comfortable and sensuous. "So," she said, with a wicked smile. "Do you want more?"

"I need more. Please give me more." I added a second finger, scissoring them to stretch him wider. He moaned loudly, his back arching, his bound hands gripping the headboard. I worked my fingers in and out, curling them to find his prostate. The moment I hit it he cried out, his whole body jerking. "There it is," I murmured, rubbing that spot over and over. "That's what you need isn't it? Need me to fuck you right here until you can't take it anymore."

His breath hitched, and he raised his back in response. “Nuh uh,” I scolded. “Arch that back sunshine.” His voice was shaky as his breathing accelerated. That back arched once more, giving me the perfect image of Cameron with his ass in the air just begging for me to use him. I began sliding my finger in and out of him, and his soft mewling grew louder. My finger curled, searching for his prostate. I knew I’d found it when he released a cry. Bingo. I inserted another before he could protest, and, with both fingers, I began massaging his prostate. I pressed down on it, rubbing my fingers on the area. Cameron’s moaning filled the room. His back glistened with sweat.