"Oh, fuck, Jamie," Mason says, low and hot and Jamie whimpers. "You look like such a slut right now, did you know that?"

Jamie has no doubt that he does, given the way he's on his knees with his legs spread. With his hands gripping onto the headboard where Mason told him to, his chest is resting on the bed underneath him. The position has his back arching and it's shoving his open and lubed ass out for Mason to touch.

"Please," he whines.

"Please what?" Mason's taunting him, Jamie knows this, but he doesn't care. He's too busy being charged with a strong need to be filled. To be stretched open and fucked into oblivion.

"Please," he says again. "I need you."

After having Mason fuck him roughly until Jamie was on the edge and then pull out completely abruptly, he needs something. Mason, however, seems content to let him fester in his own torturous nothing. He hasn't touched Jamie since he pulled out, just spoke crude and vulgar things at him.

Jamie doesn't know why, but being called filthy things by Mason is just so hot. It turns him on until he feels like he's going to lose his mind from how much he wants and needs. It makes him feel so dirty and used. He can't get enough.

Forgetting that he's supposed to keep his hands on the headboard above him, Jamie lets go with one hand to reach for his throbbing cock. He needs friction- what kind or where, he doesn't care, but he can't stand the waiting. The lack of contact is messing with his head, driving him up the wall with want.

"No. No touching." Mason smacks his hand away and Jamie sticks his ass out further in response. "God, look at you. You're nothing but a pathetic, horny slut- you can't even keep your hands off yourself. You can't even keep your hands where I told you because you're that much of a whore. You're just a fucking bitch in heat, aren't you?"

He slaps Jamie's ass. Jamie yelps then lets out another moan, and it earns him a second slap. His thighs are trembling because it feels so good. Then the bed behind him shifts as Mason moves and Jamie prays that he's going to do something.

The head of Mason's cock bumps against his hole and yes. Yes, this is what Jamie needs. "Oh, god. Please, Mason, please. Plea- uh, please, Mace, I need you."

"Yeah?" Mason asks, not pushing in, but rather running his cock up and down Jamie's crack.

"Yes, Mason, yes."

"Tell me how much you want it," he says, stalling and keeping just out of reach.

Fuck. Jamie bites his lip before the words are spilling out of his mouth. "I want it so bad, Mason. I need it. I need your fat cock filling me and fucking me until I can't breathe. Fuck, please. I'm going crazy."

"Yeah, you need a hard cock. I bet you need it so badly you don't even care whose it is. You just need someone- anyone- to fuck you. To fill you with their cock and cum. You'd spread your ass open for anyone, any stranger who looks at you, wouldn't you?"

"No, no, Mace. No, I- uh, I need you. Only you. I don't want anyone else. Only need you. Please."

The pressure of Mason's cock against his hole increases and Jamie moans.

"Yes, please," he begs. "Please, Mason."

The head of Mason's cock finally slips back in and Jamie pushes back with his hips, desperate for more, more, more. His fingers gripping the headboard tighten until his knuckles go white.

Mason keeps sliding in until he bottoms out, his hips touching Jamie's ass.

"Yes, yes, yes," Jamie pants, now needing Mason to move.

He gets what he wants as Mason starts thrusting roughly into his already opened and loosened asshole. He rams in without restraint and Jamie's being pushed into the mattress with little 'uh, uh, uhs.'

Then he slows down again and Jamie wants to scream.

Mason stops moving altogether, though he doesn't pull out this time, and instead his fingers prod at Jamie's stretched entrance.

"Maso-ohhhh," Jamie breaks into a loud moan as one of Mason's fingers slips inside next to his cock.

"What a pathetic whore," Mason says. "You're willing to take anything in your ass. My fat cock isn't even enough for you, you also need my fingers, don't you? You need as much in your ass that you can fit."

"Yesss," Jamie draws out as Mason pushes a second finger against his hole. It needs a little encouragement before it slides in.

Mason works him open around his cock until he has four fingers in Jamie's ass and Jamie is drooling on his pillow. Then he pulls his fingers without warning and Jamie whimpers, feeling empty despite Mason's cock still buried in his ass.

"You're such a fucking cock slut. One cock in your ass isn't enough, is it? I've got my cock balls-deep in you but you're whimpering for more. You're acting like there's nothing in you, like the needy little bitch you are. You need more, don't you? You need a second cock shoved in your fat ass next to mine."

Jamie whines incoherently and Mason spanks his ass again and Jamie gasps. His ass tingles where the hit landed.

Mason puts his hands on Jamie's hips and slides them up his back, massaging lightly. He drapes his body over Jamie's, kissing the back of his neck. "Are you doing okay?" he asks quietly.

Unable to speak, Jamie nods his head.

"Do you think you can take more?"

Jamie thinks of the dildo on the bed next to them and the four fingers Mason just had in his ass with his cock. He nods again.

Mason kisses his shoulder and then pushes himself back up until he's kneeling behind Jamie again. He grabs Jamie's asscheeks with both hands and spreads them wide. Adjusting his grip, Mason hooks both thumbs on his rim and pulls him open around his cock. Jamie hears him spit and he feels it land on his exposed hole a moment later and then Mason is rubbing it into his skin with one of his thumbs.

He lets go and slaps Jamie's ass one more time then grabs the dildo. He takes a few seconds to lube it up before pressing it against Jamie's hole. He doesn't push it in, just holds it there and when Jamie summons the strength to look down, his eyes meet Mason's dark commanding ones. He wants something, Jamie can tell.

"Beg," is all Mason says.

What?

"Beg for it."

It takes a few tries before Jamie is able to speak and even then his voice is a garbled mess, littered with grunts and groans. "Please. Please, Mason, I need your fat cock and I need the, ah, I need the dildo in my ass next to your cock. Please fuck me. I need to be fucked, please. I need to be fucked until I can't walk. I need you to pound me into the mattress. Please fuck me."

"Good boy," Mason coos and pushes on the dildo. "Such a good boy, a good, needy cum slut for me."

Preparing for the intrusion, Jamie grips the headboard hard as his hole resists at first, but then Mason adds a little more pressure. The head slips in and Jamie feels so, so stretched out and open. He tries to bury his moan in the pillow, but he doesn't think it muffles the sound much. Mason tugs on it a little and it catches on his rim before it pops out and Mason pushes it back in.

As Mason presses it further in, the head of the fake cock brushes firmly against his prostate and his vision goes white for a few seconds. When he comes back to himself, the dildo is all the way in his ass and his jaw has dropped open. He feels so completely and utterly stuffed that he can hardly breathe. He's never felt anything like it and he loves it.

Jamie tries to beg Mason to move- either himself or the dildo- but he can't even catch his breath, let alone find the strength to speak. What comes out of his mouth is a jumble of noises; whines and whimpers, grunts and moans. He arches his back, pushing out his ass to silently ask for more.

And, fuck, Mason gives it to him. He leaves the dildo buried in Jamie's ass as he pulls out and thrusts back in, his hips driving the toy further in Jamie's ass. He repeats the movement again and again until his pace has picked up and he's ruthlessly fucking Jamie with the dildo next to his cock.

Jamie babbles uselessly, his fingers clenching and unclenching around the headboard as he squirms back on the two cocks in his ass. With every thrust, Jamie is driven closer and closer to the edge and he wants to reach down and touch his own abandoned cock. He wants to jerk off until he cums. He's so close and it wouldn't take much.

"No," Mason pants, seemingly knowing what Jamie is thinking. "I want you to cum untouched. Can you do that, baby? Or are you too much of a horny slut that you have to grab hold of your cock every time you want to cum, hmm? Which is it, Jamie? Are you so greedy for your own orgasm that you'll ignore what I told you, or are you a cock hungry whore who can cum from only having your ass played with?"

Jamie doesn't even know what Mason's asking of him anymore, what answer he's wanting from him. He's too focused on the cocks pounding into him to do anything else.

Mason slaps his ass again. Jamie's ass cheeks on fire from the multiple hits and Mason's hips hammering against them. He whines and writhes on the bed as he's shoved to cumming and then he's on the verge and then…

Jamie moans loudly into the pillow as he cums on the bed underneath him, his whole body shuddering from the force of his orgasm.

Chasing his own orgasm, Mason continues to pound into him without reserve until he stills, trembling as Jamie is filled with his hot cum. He curls over Jamie, dropping his forehead onto Jamie's back and heaving into his sweat-covered skin.

"Fuck," he huffs and Jamie agrees.

His muscles are sore and he's exhausted and sensitive when Mason pulls out. He wants to clean up, but he's too tired so he just grabs Mason after he flops next to him and tugs him close. With his arm hooked around Mason's neck, he bumps their heads together.

Mason's hand is comforting on the small of his back as Jamie's eyes grow heavy. He could use a quick power nap.