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weird. With anyone else, he would have been humiliated, but he trusted Rick. There was no part of himself he couldn’t bare to him.
    Rick pushed deeper inside. The in-and-out motion was pure bliss, stretching and massaging his sensitive tissues. He groaned in pleasure. Rick picked up the pace and went deeper. Jordan gasped. “More. Please.”
    A second finger joined the first, increasing the stretch. Jordan hugged the pillow tighter and clenched his eyes shut. He couldn’t find the breath to speak. The ecstasy Rick gave him left him helpless. Damn . He was Rick’s bitch.
    Rick rubbed Jordan’s ass cheek. “I want to try the vibrator, to make sure I’m hitting your prostate.”
    “Okay.”
    Rick’s fingers left him, and a sense of emptiness washed over him. He wanted Rick's touch, not some toy. Still, the idea intrigued him, so he didn’t argue.
    The flick of the lube cap opening and closing was followed by the low hum of the vibrator. The buzzing tickled his entrance, and the soft silicone slipped inside.
    A shiver spread through his body, followed by a pleasure so intense he could hardly keep his body from bucking. He struggled to lie still so the vibrator wouldn’t hurt him.
    “How’s that?” Rick asked as he slid the toy deeper.
    Incoherent murmurs exited Jordan’s lips. He reached for his cock and fisted it.
    “Let me do that.” Rick’s warm, callused hand grabbed the engorged penis.
    “So fucking good.” The dual massage of his prostate and his cock took him to heights he’d never imagined, and he soon fell over the precipice. A guttural cry escaped his throat. Rick pumped him dry, then turned off the vibrator.
    He lay on his stomach, ignoring the pool of cum beneath his belly. Breathing deeply, he tried to come down from the high, but he was utterly immobile. Rick took the vibrator into the bathroom, and the sound of running water reached Jordan’s ears.
    Rick returned and set the vibrator on the nightstand. With a wet washcloth, he cleaned up Jordan’s body, then the puddle on the bed sheet. After dropping the washcloth on the floor, Rick lay facing him. “You like that?”
    “Fan-fucking-tastic.” He swirled his finger around Rick’s nipple. “Want me to return the favor?”
    Rick’s eyes widened, then his brow furrowed, like he was considering the idea. “Maybe later.”
    He kissed a trail across Rick’s abs as he reached for the lube. He squeezed some out and warmed it in his hand, then palmed Rick’s cock. Rick’s eyes closed as a low moan rasped in his throat.
    He pushed Rick’s thighs apart and settled between his legs. He accompanied the slow strokes with teasing kisses on his balls. Rick’s murmurs of pleasure encouraged him. His tongue swirled along the sensitive area behind the sac. How would Rick react if he rimmed him? Better not chance it yet.
    He suckled each ball while pumping the shaft. Rick thrust into his palm, but Jordan slowed the pace, wanting to draw out the pleasure.
    “More,” Rick cried, his voice low and breathless.
    He kissed his thigh. “Beg for it.”
    “Please, Jordy, need it so bad.”
    He quickened his pace. Rick’s body arched as hot cum spilled over his hand. “So good,” Rick mewled over and over. Jordan smiled at the power he had over his friend.
    He cleaned up, then curled beside him. He tugged Rick’s lips with his own. Rick deepened the kiss, rolling him onto his back.
    Jordan lay on his pillow and drew Rick into his arms. “Tell me you’re my bitch.”
    “I’m your bitch.” Rick lay his head on Jordan’s chest, then smiled up at him. “Tell me you’re mine.”
    “I am so your bitch.”
     

Chapter 5        
    Rick lay in the darkness, the gentle rise and fall of Jordan’s breath the only sound. He reached for him, then pulled back. Better not to wake him.
    Rick threaded his fingers through his hair, straightening the curls. He’d really done it, confronted the obsession that had taken hold of him.
    Now what?
    He should