The atmosphere dripped with sexual tension, and Paul was thankful for the blowjob Scott just given him, as well as the glass of wine they’d shared to calm their jangling excitement. Paul was totally comfortable with fucking Scott in front of an audience these days – thanks to Kate Jagger and the sex parties. But today was different. Harry was the hottest guy Paul had ever seen, and the young man was going to be scrutinising every lick, suck, and thrust – which somehow made Paul feel like a horny teenager himself; desperate to impress. Thank god he’d climaxed in Scott’s mouth just now, so there shouldn’t be any worry of ruining things with an early ejaculation. And he was already ultra-aroused, so the chance of not being able to get it up was slim. He and Scott sat down on the side of the bed, and Scott leaned over to kiss him. Scott was shaking, too, which was a relief in a way. Paul was glad he was playing the role of demonstration model today and Scott would be giving the lesson – the walls were already crackling with sensual expectation and they hadn’t even begun.
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