Chapter 67

Gavin lined up their bodies, pushing inside Matthew with slow, but insistent urgency. “Damn…” Matthew heard Gavin’s teeth snap together, felt Gavin squeeze his hips and pull him impossibly closer. “You…should be…“ Every couple of words were paused for deep, shaking breaths. “Ashamed of yourself…Matthew.”

It was a tease—Matthew could hear it in Gavin’s reverent, amazed, awestruck voice.

Threesomes with strangers in bathroom stalls, hot semen being dumped onto glistening skin in impossible quantities, screams that were thick with pleasure, bruises being sucked onto pale bodies, nipples being licked, pierced, bitten…

“Mmm,” Gavin whispered. “I’m ashamed of myself for listening.”

Matthew chuckled. “Liar.” He opened his eyes, looked blearily back at Gavin with a smile stuck on his face. He was so hard that he felt like he was going to burst something. “You’re ashamed at yourself for getting so turned on by it.”