I laughed, but wasn’t ready to explain. “Yeah, I don’t wanna talk about it.”
Austin shook his head at me like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “I don’t understand you sometimes, Dreamboat. Why don’t you just admit you like him and fuck each other’s brains out like normal people?”
A rumbling chuckle came from John. “That’s what I said. But he has to play these dumbass games.”
Austin turned back to Greer, where he was still plastered to the door. While I grinned at them, a pillow flew across the room and hit me in the head.
“Cover your damn self. We have company.”
Before I could flip him off, I heard Austin talking to Greer. “Can we just go home and come back tomorrow?”
“You are home, dummy,” I snorted. “Did you hit your head?”
Austin turned back to face me. “No, asshole. We got married. And by the way, I’m moving out. Now you and Jon Cena over there can wrestle all you want.”
“Be nice,” Greer chuckled, patting him on the back.
What did he say?
“Married? Are you serious?”
Austin held up his left hand so I could see his ring.
“Holy fuck! Congratulations, man. We need to celebrate.”
He shook his head. “Not with you naked! And don’t tell anyone. We want to do that. Go put some fucking clothes on.”
I snorted. “I have my fucking clothes on. I’m in my birthday suit.”
John laughed over my shoulder. “God damn. I don’t know why I like you.”
“Yes, you do. It’s because of my…”
“Get the fuck out of here!” Austin yelled, making me jump.
I grabbed John by the hand and tugged the slippery fucker toward my room. “We need to shower and get out of here before we’re late.”
He grunted, then pulled me back against his chest. His oil-covered cock rested between my ass cheeks. Leaning in, he bit my earlobe, making my dick jerk and pre-cum pool. “I’m tired of these fucking games. I’m slick and ready to sink into your ass.”
I grinned. “That can be arranged. Bed.”
“Shower,” he commanded, making me shiver. “Get in there, spread your cheeks, and hold on to the damn wall. And if you need prep, you do it now.”
“Yes, sir, Commander, sir.” I stepped a few feet in front of him, bent over, and inserted the tip of the horn in my ass. My eyes rolled back in my head as I teased myself with it.
“Mother of god,” he groaned from behind me. “Push it in more. You know I’m bigger than that. And don’t fucking tease me, or I won’t let you come.”
I shivered at his words and waddled into the bathroom, clinching my asshole around a rainbow colored unicorn horn dildo.
Yanking open the shower door, I reached in and turned the water on just as John stepped up behind me with a suited up cock. The minute he took hold of the horn and started fucking me with it, I almost lost it right there.
“Gonna… cum…”
He leaned closer. “No fucking way. You wait until I give you permission.”
I whimpered at his commanding and domineering side. I’d do anything he told me to do. So I stepped under the warm water as he followed me in. When the door was closed, he put his hand between my shoulders and urged me over.
Before he yanked out the horn, he gave it an evil twist until he grazed my gland. I released a moan worthy of a porn star, making him chuckle.
