Chapter 49

Dillon stares down at Antonio’s uncut and veined cock, intoxicated. His mouth hangs open and saliva hangs at the corners of his lips.

Antonio reaches between his legs with his right hand and shakes his dick. He says to Dillon, “Do you like this, cutie? If so, you can have a taste. It’s what we do here for the week. Like I said. No rules.”

Jason clears his throat and steps between the two men, blocking Dillon’s view of the Italian’s meat. Smartly and being short, “He’s taken and won’t be tasting anyone over here. We’re not swingers.”

“Suit yourself,” Antonio says, smirking. “If you change your minds, though, you’re welcome to join us. We won’t turn you away. Both of you are good looking and strong. Men like the two of you are what we like to bed, among other naughty things.” He winks at Dillon, grinning from ear to ear. “I’m sure there are a few men here that would like to eat the pair of you up, including me.”