Jax fed it to him slow at first, then grabbed his head with both hands and started fucking his throat.No mercy. Gay sex Masculine.”The silence stretched.Tre’s eyes dropped to Shawn’s waist. The other gripped the base, trembling with restraint.He moaned softly. No talking.Shawn exhaled and let go.At Crown & Steel, the vibe was different.He didn’t say anything. Left the door cracked. He sat still, hard again beneath his pants, breathing through his nose, watching like he was watching a lesson.And maybe he was.Shawn came first—no hands—nut shooting across the cushion, crying out into the room.Jax came next. “Bet.”Shawn laid back on the couch, sweat already building at his collarbone.He peeled down his sweats slowly, jock still stretched across his hips, plug buried inside, glistening at the edge. But I ain’t stoppin’.”Shawn didn’t say another word.Jax pushed him back, dropped to his knees, and pulled his pants down slow.He didn’t expect it to taste this good.Didn’t expect Shawn to gasp like that when he licked up the underside of his shaft and let his tongue drag across his balls.Didn’t expect to enjoy hearing Shawn beg.“Fuck… don’t stop… please—”Didn’t expect his own dick to leak like it had a mind of its own just from hearing it.He sucked him slow.
