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Ben’s ass, paying special
    attention to the area between his cheeks.
    As he stroked the cloth over his small hole, Ben suddenly inhaled
    at the light touch. What impulse overtook Stefan, Ben would never
    know, but he would always be grateful as he felt Stefan place both of
    his hands on Ben’s ass cheeks, pulling them apart.
    “Sweet hell!” Ben shouted out as he felt Stefan’s tongue swipe
    over his puckered hole. He pushed back with his ass, pressing
    Stefan’s tongue against him. He moved his feet, widening the space
    between them until his feet were placed on the floor against each side
    of the shower.
    He had never had anyone lick his ass before. Hell, he had never
    had anyone do anything with his ass before. In the past, he had always
    been on top. He had never had anyone make him feel the way Stefan
    did. It felt amazing.
    “Stefan,” he whispered, silently begging for more. He was
    rewarded with the quick swipe of Stefan’s tongue again, and then the
    feeling of Stefan’s tongue pressing gently against him. Ben thought
    his eyes were going to roll back into his head.
    “Hand me the soap,” Stefan said.
    Ben stared down at him for a moment, confused until Stefan
    pointed to the bottle of body wash. “Hand me the soap,” he said
    again.
    Ben grabbed the soap and handed it to him, turning around to
    watch him pour a large amount onto his fingers. Once Stefan had
    closed the lid and set the bottle on the floor, he motioned for Ben to
    turn back around.
    Ben turned around hesitantly, looking back over his shoulder even
    as he braced his hands against the shower wall. He could feel his
    muscles tighten up as Stefan spread his cheeks again and pressed a
    finger against his hole. He wasn’t so sure about this. No one had ever
    been there before.
    “Stefan—” he began.

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    “Relax, Ben. I know from earlier that this feels really good,
    believe me,” Stefan said as he stroked the side of Ben’s ass. “I
    wouldn’t do anything you wouldn’t like. Now, just relax for me,
    honey.”
    Ben turned around and leaned his head against the wall, taking
    several deep breaths as he tried to ease his muscles. He began to relax,
    only to clench right back up when Stefan pressed his finger against
    him again.
    He continued to take several deep breaths as Stefan breached him,
    pressing one finger in and moving it around. Okay, that wasn’t so bad,
    Ben thought as Stefan began pushing in and out with his finger.
    As Stefan moved, he began relaxing more, the feeling turning
    from an invasive one to a pleasant sensation. He tensed just a little as
    Stefan added a second finger, scissoring the two back and forth.
    Okay, he could handle this.
    “Turn around, honey,” Stefan ordered.
    Ben turned around, looking down at Stefan, his eyes falling closed
    when Stefan leaned forward and took his flagging cock into his
    mouth. Now, that felt good! Ben thought as he leaned back against the
    shower wall.
    As Stefan took him deep into his mouth, he pushed his fingers into
    Ben’s ass at the same time, moving them around until Ben jerked,
    crying out as his hands reached down to grasp at Stefan’s hair.
    “Fuck! What the hell was that?” Ben groaned as Stefan’s finger
    brushed over his prostate again. He opened his eyes to look down at
    Stefan in shock. No wonder Stefan liked being on the receiving end. It
    was fantastic.
    He saw Stefan smile around his cock just before his fingers
    brushed against his prostate again. Ben swore he could see stars
    explode behind his eyelids as he closed his eyes again and leaned his
    head back.
    He was helpless to do anything but stand there and take what
    Stefan did to him. He was completely under his mate’s control. His

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    house could have been burning down, and he would have been unable
    to put out the fire. He was totally immersed in what Stefan did to him.
    Stefan’s mouth was moving back and forth along the long, thick,
    veined