Reid exhales against the back of my neck, his cock twitching inside me. It feels like he’s mentally breaking Walker and getting a massive rush out of the corruption.
“You’re the one who asked if it feels good. Just try it.”
Walker scoffs. “Yeah, and what? You gonna watch?”
“Wouldn’t be the weirdest shit we’ve done.”
“Dude, that’s—no,” he says, offering zero actual resistance. “That’s… that’s gay.”
Reid snorts. “You’re balls-deep in a guy every morning, man. Pretty sure the gay ship already sailed.”
“That’s different,” Walker insists, but his voice cracks on the last word.
“How?”
“Because—fuck, I don’t know. Because it’shim.” He gestures vaguely at me. “Andhe’s the doll.It’s not the same.”
Reid gives my dick a little squeeze and lets go, his hand coming up to play with my nipple.
“I didn’t think you’d be scared of something so dumb.”
Walker hesitates. I can practically hear the gears grinding in his thick head.
“You’ve… had something in your—I mean, didn’t ever…?”
“Yeah.”
“With the… doll’s, hm,attachment?”
“No, dumbass. With my fingers.” Reid chuckles. “Every guy’s got a good spot up there, man. Doesn’t mean you’re into dudes.”
Walker exhales sharply, scrubbing a hand over his face, his cheeks flushing darker.
“Fuck, man. Fine. But you swear to God you won’t tell the guys? If they find out I used the doll’s meat, I’m never hearing the end of it.”
“It stays in the room, I swear,” Reid says, his voice level, but his dick throbs hard inside me again. “It’s your business.”
Walker huffs, but reaches toward the dresser where we keep the lube. Reid shifts behind me, both arms locked around my ribs. He sits up against the headboard and drags me with him until I’m sitting on his lap, his cock still buried balls-deep in myass. The angle makes his meat grind right against my prostate, and I have to bite down on the inside of my cheek to keep from breaking character.
“C’mon, man,” Reid says, nodding at Walker. “Show the doll what he’s been missing.”
Walker freezes with the lube bottle in his hand.
“What the fuck does that mean?”
Reid palms my leaking dick. “You’ve seen his hole a hundred times. The doll spenthourswith your ass mashed against his nose, but he’s never actually seen the view.”
“That’s—” Walker’s throat bobs. “Now that’stoogay, man.”
“And jacking off with a dildo up your ass isn’t?” Reid counters, squeezing my cockhead until more prefuck smears across his fingers. “It’s just a tool, man. Use it to get off.”
Walker mutters something that sounds like “fuck my life,” but he still pours a slick glob of lube into his palm. He hesitates for half a second before shoving his sweats down, freeing his veiny cock and the heavy set of balls beneath it. He’s rocking a massive, throbbing boner.
Reid leans forward, biting my ear. “Watch him, doll. You’ll see how tight a jock hole looks.”
Walker glares over his shoulder, but he still spreads his legs wider, one hand braced against the wall as the other circles his hole with two lubed-up fingers.
“Fuck, this is weird,” he grumbles, but his dick is jumping very enthusiastically.
