“Mmmm, yeah, let everyone hear how good it feels to have your cock worked into a willing throat. We’re attracting a few watchers, Josiah.”
I moaned louder this time. The thought of people watching me like I’d been watching them was a bigger aphrodisiac than I’d imagined. I was an object of desire. Me. The nerdy guy who never colored outside the lines. I wanted to give them a show. I didn’t want to disappoint them, but I didn’t know what to do.
“What else do I do?”
“Mmm, you want to put on a show?”
I nodded, and Sebastian moved from behind me to a place beside me.
“I’m inviting someone else to come play with us. His gaze hasn’t left you since you walked into the room.”
I jerked, but Sebastian’s hand was still holding me tight. Feeling his control relaxed me, and I sank back into the pleasure I was receiving beyond that glorious wall.
“It’s okay, he’s going to help you feel good, Josiah. It’ll be fine. I won’t let anything happen you don’t want.”
I believed him, even though I didn’t know him. Not really. I wanted to believe him because it all felt so fucking good.
Just at that moment, I felt a new set of hands on my back and a softer voice on my other side.
“You’re so handsome, and your bear is fucking gorgeous.”
That was all he said before he dropped to his knees, spread my ass and began rimming me like it was his last meal.
I was gone. I left my body and all that remained was feeling. I felt his tongue dive deep into my hole, over and over again while the throat around my cock sucked and tightened in almost the same rhythm. Fuck, I couldn’t last.
“Hold on to it, Josiah. It’s almost midnight.”
I heard the fireworks starting across town, and at that moment, I knew what I wanted, so I turned my head and took it. I grabbed Sebastian’s head and kissed the hell out of him. Our tongues swirled around each other while another tongue licked my ass and yet another laved my cock. I was wanton and filthy and at this exact moment, I was exactly where I wanted to be. After a minute or two of being kissed and serviced, Sebastian ended the kiss and whispered, “You need to confess your sins, Josiah.”
Oh, fuck!
I shivered all over and came so hard I went weak in the knees while I yelled, “Forgive me, Father, for I’ve sinned tonight!”
The throat through the wall took everything I spilled and kept sucking for more until I was too sensitive for anymore. I stepped back from the wall, and the unknown guy behind me moved so I could turn around. He was a cute petite blond not even as tall as my shoulders, and he was talking. I was still a little out of it, so I had to consciously tune in to what he was saying.
“...so much fun! I knew coming on New Year’s Eve would be the best. Are you going to be back again soon? If not, I work at Bean There, Done That, the new coffee shop. You two come by, and I’ll fix you up.”
I only half heard his non-stop words because I had just noticed we were the middle of a sizeable crowd. A crowd. Around me.
Oh, God!
All of a sudden, I wasn’t high on the naughtiness. I was mortified about what I’d done. Wait, I hadn’t done it on my own. Sebastian had made me do it.
I jerked away from the hand on the back of my neck and tried to walk away, but the men around us weren’t moving, having new things to look at in the room. The cute guy was still talking, and when I heard him call Sebastian my boyfriend, it was suddenly all too much.
“He’s not my boyfriend. I barely even know him.”
The blond looked at me and blinked. “Are you serious? You two acted like you know each other really well.”
“No, he convinced me to do this, and I went along with it to prove a point. I’ve proven it, so now I’m going.”
I heard Sebastian calling my name, but I refused to turn around. I would never be able to look him in the eyes after what just happened. I had acted like a complete and utter slut in front of him, and even if he was a happy participant, I just could never live it down.
All the while as I got dressed as quickly as I could and ran out into the parking lot, I told myself it didn’t matter. He was just in town for the wedding, anyway, and then he’d be gone. I could avoid him until then. I even prayed.
Oh, Lord, please let me be able to avoid him the next few days.
I didn’t know how receptive the powers above would be after I’d acted like a heathen all night, but it couldn’t hurt to try. On the drive home, I even added another little addendum to my previous request.
