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gaze flicked between the items, lingering longest on the cock ring.
    “You up for this?” Charles asked.
    Spencer licked his lips and nodded.
    Not giving Spencer a chance to talk himself out of it, Charles dropped the three items next to Spencer on the bed and crouched down. Opening his mouth, he took the head and first few inches of Spencer’s dick in his mouth. Gripping him in one hand, Charles stroked the shaft as he sucked on the head.
    Spencer kicked his hips up, moaning in pleasure.
    Charles worked him just a little, then lifted himself up.
    “No!” Spencer protested as the warmth of Charles’ mouth left him.
    “You won’t notice in a minute,” Charles promised him.
    Still fisting his cock, Charles grabbed the cock ring in his other hand. It took practically no time for Spencer’s erection to rise from half mast to near full. Charles carefully placed the ring on and tightened it just so.
    “There now,” he said. Charles moved back and admired the picture Spencer made. With his legs splayed and crooked, leaning onto the pillows looking all flushed, hair mussed and already thoroughly fucked, Spencer was a decadent sight to behold. Charles took a mental snapshot, positive that regardless of how this all ended up, this particular picture would fuel more than a few shower jerk-off sessions.
    He looked good enough to eat.
    “You look delectable,” Charles said, “but I need you in front of me, please. On your hands and knees.”
    Spencer moved languidly, seeming to know now the power he had over Charles. He stalked into position and gave a cute wriggle of his arse when he was done.
    Refusing to be distracted, Charles placed a good-sized dollop of lube on the tip of the anal wand and placed the tube under the pillow. Moving around, Charles parted Spencer’s cheeks. With his other hand, Charles rubbed the slick top of the wand over Spencer’s hole, greasing it thoroughly.
    The wand had a succession of knob-like beads, starting with the smallest on the tip and building to the largest down the end. Prior experience had Charles confident that by the time Spencer’s body took the third or fourth, he should be able to angle it over the man’s prostate. That was when he planned to really start the fun.
    Twisting the wand, Charles screwed the first, smallest knob into Spencer’s ass. He cried out but eagerly accepted it. Giving him no room for breath, Charles promptly pressed the second ball in, too.
    “Oh, shit,” Spencer moaned. “That feels so fucking good.”
    “It’s meant to,” Charles replied. “Sounds like you’re already ready for the next.”
    He worked the third ball in and angled the wand to press upward. Wriggling it from side to side, he manipulated the first ball, searching for Spencer’s prostate. A hasty, sucked in breath told him when he had found his target. A visible shudder climbed Spencer’s body from his hips up his spine.
    Satisfaction rolled through Charles. His own cock was hard and leaking. He wished he could fuck Spencer’s mouth while he did this, though it wasn’t possible. Maybe he’d get that dildo mouth-gag he’d been eyeing in a catalog recently.
    That thought had him even hornier than he’d been moments before.
    Making sure to press against Spencer’s prostate as much as possible, Charles eased the next ball in. He rose up on his knees and leaned his chest against Spencer’s back. Still screwing the wand around and even pumping it a bit, Charles reached out a hand and lightly pinched one of Spencer’s nipples.
    “Ah!” Spencer gasped.
    The delicious way he moved, rocking his hips and arching his spine, made Charles’ mouth water with need. His inner beast snarled and he had to control himself ruthlessly to not go over the top right now. He shoved a fifth knob into Spencer’s ass and relished the high-pitched, keening wail this elicited. The sound was instinctive and beyond words.
    Charles thrust the wand, moved it into Spencer’s arse, then out, then in and