“I am. Chance is a friend.”
“A friend? Is that all I am?” He chuckles darkly.
“Yes. A friend who likes to fuck me in the dark where no one knows your dirty little secret,” I yell at him, my anger catching me off-guard.
“Derrick …” he pleads with me.
“You either stay and watch me fuck Heath or go?” The words are out of my mouth before I realize what I’m saying.
“I’ll watch,” Chance says. Heath looks at me, then to Chance.
“Are you okay with that?” I ask Heath.
“Sure. But if you would like to teach him a lesson, I have some fun ideas.” He grins.
“Like?”
“We could tie him up to the bed, tease him until he can’t stand it any longer, and not let him come and only we do.” Oh, I like that. “Or like you said, he can sit in that chair like a good little boy and watch me fuck you.” Another brilliant idea. “Or the three of us could have fun together.”
“I like that idea,” Chance adds cockily.
“Fuck you.” I glare at him.
“I’d love you too.” He smirks, giving me that smile that makes my knees weak. I stare at him, and my dick says fuck him, but my brain is like don’t do it, stay strong.
“I’ll keep him in check for you, Derrick. Say the word, and whatever happens will stop,” Heath tells me. I look between the stripper and the rock star, both so gorgeous and ready to fuck me.It’s just sex, Derrick.Who the hell says no to that?
“Fine,” I say, rolling my eyes.
Chance grins as does Heath. “You, on the bed, naked,” Heath commands Chance, and he does as he is told, quickly stripping from his boardshorts and shirt and jumping onto the bed. “Derrick, what would you like to do to him?”
“I want you to spank him.” My answer surprises me.
“You heard him, be a good boy and get on your hands and knees, while I spank you for him,” Heath states. Why is this hot? Usually, I feel jealous of people touching Chance when I am around.Women. You’re jealous of the women.That’s true.Maybe it’s because he’s so closeted that seeing him with men is a turn on, or maybe I’m just turned on.
“How many?” Heath asks as he moves toward where Chance is on the bed.
“Ten.”
I watch in slow motion as Heath raises his hand and then swings down, connecting with Chance’s bare ass. Heath’s deep voice counts with each smack of his hand, but I don’t know if the punishment is working because the moans falling from Chance’s lips don’t sound like he’s in pain at all.
“Ten,” Heath calls out, delivering the last smack as Chance continues to moan. “You liked that, didn’t you?” Heath chuckles as he rubs his pink palm against Chance’s reddening ass.
Chance looks over his shoulder, and his eyes fall on me. “I fucking loved it.”
“You’ve made a leaking mess on the bed. Clean it up,” Heath commands. I watch in stunned silence as Chance leans forward and licks off his precum from the bedspread. My balls tingle watching that action. “Good boy.” Heath grins. “Don’t you think, Derrick, he’s been a good boy, taking his punishment so well. Do you think he deserves a treat?”
“Maybe.”
“Would it please you if he got on his knees and begged for your cock?” Heath asks.
“Yes,” I answer breathlessly.
“You heard him, on your knees, boy, and beg for Derrick’s thick cock,” Heath demands. This whole night is getting hotter by the moment. Without a second thought, Chance is on his knees before me. I look down into those pleading green eyes and get lost in them.
“Please, Derrick, I need your cock,” Chance says. I can hear the desperation in his voice.
“One suck. Make it count.” I smirk, raising a brow at him.
