The Master [MxMxM+]

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Hello, thought I might give you a heads up. This chapter is mostly filled with smut (the kind Mason's more into) and you don't have to read it if you don't want to.

You can go ahead and skip it if you'd like, it won't affect the story in any way.

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Riley currently had Mason's arms pinned behind him and it shouldn't have been hot, but it was.

"You're naked, no one else is..." Riley whispered against his ear. "Do you know how that makes you look?"

"No sir," he answered immediately and Riley smiled.

"Pathetic," Riley whispered against his ear. "But you sound hot when you call us sir."

He could feel his dick pressing against his back, hard as he was. He wanted it lower.

Riley held his hands behind with one arm as the other stroked Mason's cock, almost like he was putting on a show for everyone.

Jet alternated kisses between Zel and Pierre, before he made them squirm with little touches everywhere.

Alexander sat on a chair opposite Mason and watched him being fondled for a while. He had his legs parted as the side of his face rested on his fist.

"Get on your knees and come here," said Alexander in a voice that bent Mason to his will without a second thought.

Mason crawled to him and stopped at his feet. Alexander pulled him up and laid his hands to rest on his thighs.

He rubbed his thumb along Mason's jaw and he leaned into it. "Aw...just like a good dog."

Mason's dick twitched but he wasn't allowed to touch it. Not even to give it a quick tug.

Alexander leaned so that his crotch was closer to Mason's face. His hand was on his face again.

"Give us a safe word," said Alexander. Mason's pulse quickened.

"A safe word?" Mason's eyes were far gone, like they were almost blown out. "No one's asked me for a safe word before."

Alexander's eyes turned stormy. "Fuck them," he said. Mason's heart squeezed at the concern and protectiveness that seeped through the voice.

They waited for him to think about it. It didn't take a lot of time before Mason decided. "Chin," he said.

"Chin," Alexander raised his eyebrows. "Okay."

"Take my cock out," he said after guiding Mason's head to brush his lips against his bulge. "Fast."

Mason fumbled with his zipper and tried to get his fly open. He felt a slap against his ass when Alexander leaned in. He jerked forward with the impact. "I changed my mind, slow," he heard.

Mason slowed down and took his time. The cock sprang free extremely hard. Alexander took himself into his hand and shook it from the base.

"You want it don't you?" He asked.

"Yes–" He was pulled forward and he lost his balance as his face fell against it.

"Put it in your mouth," he ordered.

Mason stretched his lips as he accommodated Alexander's cock, sometimes he forgot how big it actually was until it filled one of his holes.

"Now suck it like the whore you are," he said and Mason almost lost control.

His dick couldn't settle. It jerked again and he extended a hand to touch it.

He was suddenly choked and the backs of his thighs colored pink as pain flashed across them. "Don't even dare," said Jet.