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.

He grunted with Alexander's cock in his mouth and his hand went back to gripping his knees for balance.

Jet's fingers curled into his hair and pulled him away from Alexander's cock, hard enough to hurt. Mason's remained parted even as they were empty.

"Oh I'm sorry, were you having fun with that?" Jet asked and pulled his hair harder. "Answer me," he demanded and bit a sensitive spot on his skin. It was going to leave a bruise.

"Yes sir...I was," said Mason.

"It really does sound hot," said Jet. His face was shoved back onto the hard flesh. Jet didn't stop pushing until the cock was fully buried inside his mouth.

"Fuck!" Alexander threw his head back and cursed.

Mason tried to pull back back but it was to no avail. He was forced to choke on the dick for as long as Jet liked.

He coughed and spluttered when he was finally released. "Did you like that?" Jet asked cockily.

"Yes sir."

"That's a good bitch."

Mason wasn't thinking clearly. He touched his own dick and pumped it once.

"You probably didn't hear him when he said no touching," said Alexander. Mason wasn't given time to think before he was splayed on Alexander's lap.

Fuck yes.

"What's your favorite number?" His gruff voice asked.

Mason whimpered. "Nine," he let out.

He knew what would happen when Alexander started touching his buttocks."Good," he said. "You're going to count down from that."

Mason wanted to answer, but he screamed instead. The sudden smack came down harder and faster than he thought it would.

"I didn't hear you count, so we're starting over," said Alexander.

Mason's eyes stung at the next slap. "Nine," he whimpered.

The hand landed again with no hesitation, and with the exact same amount of force. "Eight," he counted.

Alexander had never spanked him so hard before, but through the sting of the pain, he managed to keep counting down.

"T-two," Mason's voice was barely audible.

"One," he said finally and his head drooped.

"You took that well," Alexander said. "I'm a little impressed."

Mason's butt was on fire, but he felt better when Alexander rubbed over his buttocks with the palm of his hand.

"That was so hot," his sunshine said after Alexander had let him go and got up to take his clothes off.

"You look really beautiful Mason," said Pierre.

They both kissed him. Everywhere. And when they got to his lips, he kissed right back as his heart thundered in his chest.

Mason had Pierre and Zel on each of his nipples when Riley got inside him.

He went still, trying to take in all the different sensations.

It didn't feel like this when you fucked with people your heart didn't beat for. It was too dull compared to this.

This was just...too much. And he wanted more of it.

Mason's air was suddenly cut off when a hand closed around his throat, choking him. A thick cock slipped inside him before he could understand what was going on and Riley fucked into him with strength he didn't know he possessed.

He tapped his hand frantically to beg him to breathe, but it was an iron grip.

"Take it like a good little bitch," he said in a husky voice.

Mason let out a strangled moan and his throat was squeezed tighter before it was released. He coughed when let go and the hard cock slipped out of him.

"Hm," said Riley. "Not bad for a warmup."

Mason struggled to catch his breath with his hands bracing him on the floor.

He felt Riley slather more lube around his entrance, before his cock was stretching him wider.

When he had finally swallowed every inch of him, Riley's lips left sparks along his back.

He felt the length pull out and slam back inside.

Mason cried out and tried to use his elbows for support, he didn't even manage.

Riley's arms locked against his own at his back and he couldn't match up to the strength that caged him. He couldn't break free.

Riley moved inside him slowly then...so painfully slow he wanted to cry.

His body seemed to adjust to it. He relaxed and begged for more while all his muscles lost the tension in them.

"...please more," he begged.

Riley grunted and continued his slow pace, then let go of Mason.

He thought he'd have enough strength to even stay upright. He didn't, he fell forward with his ass against Riley's crotch.

And that's when Riley gave him exactly what he asked for. He gave him more.

"F-fuck!" Mason screamed.

His body rocked so much he couldn't see straight. He wanted to laugh but he moaned instead.

His next scream was swallowed by Pierre's lips against his own.

He wanted to ask Riley to go slower like he wasn't the one who'd been begging for more.

It didn't help that Pierre's lips tasted like something he couldn't let go of. He kissed him back harder and took the big cock inside him.

Pierre's hand snaked down and covered his erection, then gently stroked it twice.

Mason almost came.

"Fuck, fuck..." he tried to breath right as he pulled Pierre's hand away.

"You'll regret it if you come," Riley said right next to his ear.

"Yes...sir," he responded.

Riley's thrusts became slower but harder. Mason fought to control his climax and somehow, he managed.

Riley's hand came down on his ass hard, as he fucked him. Mason was almost going insane. "Yes...y–"

Another slap made him lurch forward. His hair was disheveled, he was a fucking mess. Just the way he liked it.

Riley came inside him with a groan of pure pleasure. His nails dug into Mason's arms and his eyes rolled back. It was almost impossible for him to believe how he didn't come.

"Fuck," Riley said when he was done, trying to breathe. "Fuck...You're so sexy."

Mason pulled him by his nape to meet his lips. Riley kissed him till his lips felt a little swollen. "Do you know just how crazy you drive me?" He whispered.

Mason laughed into the kiss because that was a joke. He couldn't be serious, not when they all already had him so close to the edge he felt drunk with it.

Riley got off him and went ahead to kiss Alexander. Mason didn't miss the way their cocks brushed together as their bodies pulled flush against each other.

A handful of his ass was suddenly grabbed and he gasped, slightly parting his thighs.

"I love the color on your ass," he heard Jet's cocky smile without even seeing it.

"Makes me want to fuck it, you know?" He said and Mason let out a sound he couldn't even understand.

Jet then ran a hand from his balls to his hole and inserted his finger halfway.

"What do you call this huh?" Jet asked him. "A hole or a pussy?"

Mason's cock twitched and Jet didn't miss it. Of course he didn't. "The little slut likes the sound of it, doesn't he?"

"Yes sir," he answered.

"I can't fucking hear you," Jet inserted another finger and pushed them until they were fully buried.

"Yes... sir!" He said, louder than before.

He saw Alexander get on his knees and take Riley's cock into his mouth.

It was hot as fuck. Jet let him watch for a while before he was turned away.

"How fit are you?" Jet asked.

Mason wanted to see what Riley and Alexander were up to, but Jet suddenly had all his attention. "I don't know sir."

"Let's find out then," he said before leading him over to the bed.

Jet folded his arms and put a hand to his chin like he was thinking. Mason waited for whatever came next.

"I want your legs stretched out together and straight in the air," said Jet.

Mason did it with no problem. His ass was left exposed for Jet to do whatever he wanted. He seemed to approve.

"Good, good. These legs don't come down until I say so, they don't even bend until I say so. You understand right?"

It shouldn't have sounded as hot as it did. "Yes sir."

Jet got inside him and he felt it to the tips of his toes. His hands wrapped around Mason's thighs as he started to thrust inside him.

Mason looked up to see Zel smiling at him. Every time he tried to smile back, Jet slammed hard into him and his facial expressions acted on their own.

"Give it to him baby," said Jet.

Mason didn't understand, but before he could, his mouth was filled with Zel's member. And he found himself sucking without a second thought.

Jet let go of his legs and he found that it wasn't as easy to hold them up as he thought.

They bent a little and pain seared across his back and upper thigh when Jet slapped him with no mercy whatsoever. "Up," he demanded.

Mason put his legs where they were supposed to be. His legs were burning but Jet didn't seem to care.

His strokes became faster as he groaned. Somehow Mason knew he was close. If he could only touch himself...

He felt Zel go rigid before he came inside his mouth, letting out the cutest moans ever. He swallowed every drop and smiled when Zel pulled out.

The smile faded when a tatted hand squeezed down the base of his cock to prevent him from climaxing. He'd never understand how he knew. It was pure torture.

Jet pulled out and his come coated Mason's thighs as he came all over them.

He could barely feel his legs when he was finally allowed to put them back down. His breaths were labored and he couldn't even sit up.

He gasped when Jet suddenly shoved his tongue into his mouth.

He moaned as they kissed and his dick moved on its own accord. He so badly wanted to come.

"Can I... can I please come?" Mason asked in a whiny little voice.

Jet looked him in the eye and smiled with an evil glint in his own eyes. "No."

Mason didn't get the time to bitch about it.

"I've been waiting," Alexander said while trailing his fingers from his feet to his thighs. "My turn."

In a second, he was pulled to the edge of the bed, Alexander's face a few inches from his. "Fucked senseless, was it?"

Mason nodded and went in for the kiss. Alexander denied him his lips and moved his face away.

His inner thigh was smacked so hard it made his eyes water. "Try again," said Alexander.

"Yes sir," said Mason. He wouldn't forget any time soon.

Alexander smiled. "That's much better."

Mason extended his lips and this time Alexander kissed him. He couldn't help the moan that escaped. He wanted more, but the lips broke contact with his.

"Lean back, and spread out your legs for me," Alexander ordered. "As wide as you can."

With every second Mason pulled his legs apart, he felt more and more exposed. To a point where it was humiliating.

He loved it, but it didn't touch his very soul like what Alexander said next.

"Oh you are beautiful," he said as his eyes roamed every inch of Mason's body.

His gaze swept over his feet, legs, and thighs. Then his ass, his hands and his chest. Everywhere.

The eyes roamed until they finally rested on his, as Alexander closed the distance. "Like a work of art," he said.

Alexander got closer and crouched next to him, then he ran his tongue over Mason's hole.

"Fuck Daddy!" He cried and shuddered.

Alexander chuckled. "One flick of a tongue and you can't keep still. Such a slut aren't you?"

"Yes sir," Mason answered immediately.

Alexander licked the sensitive hole and Mason squirmed. He put a firm hand on his abdomen to stop him from fleeing.

His reaction made Alexander heady, how responsive he was to his tongue.

He added a little more pressure and Mason jerked back. "Oh my...fuck... please," he begged.

Alexander looked up and licked his lips. He smirked. "Please what?"

"Please fuck me...please," Mason whined.

"Maybe I will," said Alexander.

He licked Mason's hole one last time and kissed it. Then he kissed his balls and his cock from the base to the tip. It twitched and he laughed.

Alexander's kisses trailed along his stomach, he bit his nipples and licked over them, before claiming Mason's mouth. He was nothing but speechless.

Mason had never been fucked in the position he was in at the moment. Both his legs were thrown over Alexander's shoulders as he held him up in the air against him. He wrapped his hands around his neck as their foreheads touched.

Alexander was a like a beast when it came to sex. Like a stallion with inhuman stamina. Mason was already sure he was going to faint before he was halfway done with him.

With his brains being fucked out, he tried to hold on to him and breathe.

He screamed with every thrust because if there was one thing Alexander was horrible at, it was showing mercy.

Mason felt like he could be ripped into two. "Ah! F...Fuck..." he cried out.

Alexander bit him. His lower lip felt sore with it. His neck too, throbbed in several places.

He felt someone pull his hands from around Alexander's neck.

His back now rested against Riley's chest as their fingers were laced together.

He saw them kiss as Alexander kept pounding into him. Because of the mere sight of it, Mason nearly came for the millionth time.

"Please daddy," he begged. "Pl-please let me come."

Alexander walked over to the bed and lay him down.

Then parted his thighs and got back in. "Not...yet,"
he said between thrusts.

Mason did everything, he moaned, whined, shouted, and hurled curses at Alexander. He even begged but he was denied.

He was flipped over and fucked with reckless abandon, until he felt Alexander still and empty his balls inside him.

His thrusts slowed down as he felt his body shudder and Mason felt some of the come drip down his thigh.

He hadn't realized he was slowly falling to the bed until Riley's hands came in contact with his elbows and stopped him. "Whoah there," said Riley.

Mason's unfocused eyes slowly turned to him, but at the same time he really wasn't looking at him. He didn't even speak.

It was hard to tell if he even noticed that Alexander had slipped out of him and put a hand around his middle.

"You've done such a good job baby," Riley praised. His thumb traced Mason's lower lip and he kissed his temple. "Come for us."

Mason heard that, it was everything he thought he'd never have, it almost brought tears to his eyes.

Even after all the rough treatment, and pushing him to the limit, love still poured out of Riley's voice.

He wasn't going to cry, he wasn't. He wasn't, he wasn't, he wasn't.

Jet brushed his hair out of the way. "It's okay baby," he reassured him.

His voice was like an echo as nothing but his release dominated all his senses.

He only saw Riley kiss Jet, but he never heard anything after that. He'd never been so hyper aware of his climax before.

It went on forever.

He'd have fallen down on the floor he was sure of it, but from the back, Alexander held him securely. A strong arm wrapped protectively around his waist.

His back was flush against his chest while his body jerked violently with his release.

It felt like the tremors lasted for an hour before they slowly subsided, his cock spent.

Pierre's mouth closed around the tip and he shuddered, trying to withdraw from his mouth and get away.

Alexander still held him tight. He chuckled by his shoulder. "Slower Pierre," he said and Pierre looked up. Jesus fucking Christ.

"He's still really sensitive," continued Alexander. And he was damn right, it was never that bad.

Pierre did take it slower, licking his highly sensitive tip with more consideration this time.

And then they got around to sharing his cock with Zel and Mason was just about ready to come again.

He didn't think it was happening but his balls were filling up again. Fuck.

The two tongues worked along his shaft and when Pierre gave his slit a small lick, he exploded all over his face.

Mason's hips bucked with his second orgasm but Alexander still held on tight.

Zel licked the mess off Pierre's face. It was the most erotic and yet innocent thing he'd ever seen.

He watched the small licks and kisses and he felt himself harden again.

Mason wanted to laugh at his ridiculous situation. Was he really going to–

He came for the third time. Untouched. Fucking untouched.

"You came three times in a row, I don't think I've seen that happen before," said Riley.

Mason couldn't even answer him, he didn't even know Alexander wasn't holding him anymore. He fell flat on his back and collapsed on the bed.

Everything happened in a haze after that.

He felt a warm cloth...or two, passed on his body. His thighs, his chest, his stomach and his ass.

He didn't know if time was moving slower or faster, his eyes just felt heavy with fatigue.

His body was then turned slowly so that he lay flat on his stomach.

Alexander's hand rested on his butt cheeks before they were slowly spread apart and he felt something at his entrance.

"It's cold," said Mason. It really was, but it felt good.

His voice was so hoarse it was painful to use it.

"I know," he heard the smile in Alexander's voice. "But it'll make you feel better. I have to make sure you're alright and we didn't tear anything," he said.

I love you. He wanted to scream but couldn't. I love you all so much I could die.

"He looks so happy," said Zel as he regarded Mason half sleeping like a baby.

Alexander chuckled. "I assume we did it right, then."

Riley draped the covers over Mason and leaned in to whisper to him. "Surprise."

"Mmm..." Mason responded and his lazy smile broadened before his eyes closed completely, and he was asleep.

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I don't really like the way I write smut like I'm not confident in my smut chapters lol. (could really learn from some constructive criticism) but thanks for reading.