FSE

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He had no clue why or how it got to him. All the otter knew is that one day, like any other Monday, he'd gotten up, groggily changed into his cargo pants and t-shirt and, after fixing himself a breakfast sandwich - bacon, egg and cheese was his favorite - and a cup of coffee, he logged into his email before heading out to the construction site to help lay more bricks ... and there it was. Silas wrinkled his nose at the monitor and scratched at his cheek.Why was this sent to me? His finger hovered over the mouse's left button as images of nondescript, identical men in black knocking on his front door flashed through his mind.Meh. Guy sent it to the wrong address. Not my fault ... The attachment didn't trigger any anti-malware software on his system, either.

Next thing Silas knew, he'd become addicted to this bizarre mystery app. It had all checked out. The name of the guy who sent it. The division he was allegedly attached to.Wormhole. That's what the app called itself. It needed two mobile devices to work, and they'd recognize each other through a_UNIQUE ID_. His own cock would appear through his tablet's screen like time-lapsed photography of germinating seeds as he pushed it through his phone's display. Silas would always gawk at the sight with a slack mouth, his body leaning in, but his incredulity would yield to sheer erotic joy as his lips wrapped themselves around the detached cock to hit all the spots previous unsatisfactory bed partners had missed.

It had been a week since the enigmatic app showed up in his inbox. Laying bricks was a tough job, but whatever, it paid the bills. His new hobby also gave him something to look forward to when he got back home all clammy and exhausted. His sweat-stained shirt would fly to the edge of the living room and his sofa's fake leather cushions would bray as he settled in for another daily session. Some days he'd give himself a blowjob; other days he favored a slow handjob, letting go of his cock just as he started ejaculating to enjoy the mildly painful pleasure of the semi-ruined orgasm, his lutrine cock erupting mere inches away from his face to coat his chin and neck with glistening ropes of seed. After a particularly strong orgasm on Friday, he sucked on the tip of his cock to make sure he wouldn't get any drainage on his underwear. His toes gnarled and his muzzle wrinkled - the tip was sensitive after cumming.

After pulling his cock and balls back through the phone so that it'd reattach to his groin, the otter broke into a subdued chuckle while rubbing his eyes as he recalled his canine friend's reactions to post-orgasm torment. He loved how Eyazen squirmed and writhed while in bondage, his buttocks muscles going nuts under his matted, black fur as the wolf suffered the excruciating consequences of ejaculating with pleasure.Hehe, poor Eyazen - he just can't stand it. He also won't believe what I just fo--_Silas hands froze an inch over his eyes as they grew to the size of saucepans. _Eyazen._He sat and giddily drummed on the table in front of the sofa with the pads of his fingers._Ohhh, he's gonna fucking love this. Silas's body twisted as he reached for his phone and tablet.Gotta get this shit clean and sterilized. He spent a few minutes cleaning his couch cushions, all the while tapping his feet, his claws clicking along musically with the thoughts of how the canine could be put to use with this miracle app.

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"... and f for furry."

"All right, got it." Silas typed in the last letter of Eyazen's_UNIQUE ID_ with a perky tap on the screen, his ears swiveling back into place after facing the speakerphone.

"So, I'm just supposed to ... push my dick into the screen?" asked the two-toned wolf, pausing to make sure he'd heard right. "Wait, wow. Dude, my screen just died ... It--It's all black!" Eyazen sat up from his sprawled position on the sofa, hoping another angle would reveal something on his screen.

"Yup, push it in. The tip of your cock first." Silas flicked a claw over the drop of precum that had started sidewinding down his shaft. He crossed his legs, his left arm hanging over the sofa's edge. "And don't worry about that, that's supposed to happen!"

"OK. I don't get this at all - what would that even accomplish? Are you going to make the phone vibrate with this thing?" The wolf squinted at the display.Nothing. Oh, well. I guess it is working ... I can hear Silas on the line just fine, after all.

"Don't worry about that. Just trust me," said Silas, pulling up the menu he'd discovered the other day for the app and tapping on the_Set this unit as the master device_ option.

Eyazen pursed his lips and raised an eyebrow. He mouthed_Just trust me_ while rolling his eyes. It wasn't the first time that phrase had led to some predicament or another where the canid had ended up fucked over, much to Silas's delight. "Well, all right ..."

The wolf's suspicious demeanor was replaced by wide eyes and a cocked head - as he pushed into his phone's dark display, his tip had started sinking into the screen. "Silas, dude, wha--what the fuck? My dick's going i--I don't understand!" said Eyazen as his body froze, tummy sucked in, his erection half-wedged into the phone's screen as the tendons in his neck stood out.

"Calm down, Eyazen." Silas's shoulders bobbed as he chuckled under his breath, another menu showing up on the otter's screen. "Just push it_all_ the way in - your balls too, if you can." The lutrine licked his lips, narrowing his eyes as the first knuckle of his index finger bent against the flat screen of his phone, the pad selecting the_Detach_ option. "Do it slowly if you're nervous." The tip of a glistening canid cock emerged through the middle of the blanked-out display, its throbbing tip reflecting in Silas's eyes as he licked his lips and nodded crisply. "There we go ..."

Eyazen's jittery, sweaty paw made the phone gobble up his entire length. "Silas, it's ... It's in, I think. Wh--Where did it go? Dude, how is this even happening?" The canid reached under his groin with his free paw, helping his knot and ballsack penetrate the smartphone-powered gateway, his face turned away but with his eyes staring down at what seemed to him like technological witchcraft.This has to be a fucking dream ...

"Oh, don't you worry about that," Silas said with a jutting chin. Like a meaty stalagmite, Eyazen's raging erection tunneled through whatever dimension the app used, the rest of it rising out of the phone's screen protector with Eyazen's clawed fingers making a cameo appearance as they wedged his scrotum into the wormhole gateway. "Don't worry about a damn thing, Eyazen." The otter tapped the_Yes_ option as an ice-blue whirlwind of sorts twinkled in his eyes - right behind the wolf's pulsing boner and concentric with it, a spinning, galaxy-shaped disk with white edges had formed on the display. Silas's face shone as his paw pads clutched the detached phallus by the middle like a ravenous bird of prey about to rip a field mouse to shreds; the vellicating touch was met with a rush of blood to the tip of Eyazen's cock, the wolf's manhood jumping to attention as it was lifted off the screen, mystical discus in tow, his phone's screen lighting up to reveal the phone app and Eyazen's face.

Eyazen's stomach muscles clenched and his pelvis involuntarily thrust forward. His paw flew to his chest, the pads landing on the hoodie's front with a dull thud, his eyes twitching as he glared down at the back of his phone, where his dick and balls used to be. "Silas, something just fucking grabbed me!" His phone's display came back to life with the otter's mug dab in the middle. The canine noticed the glow against his now barren crotch and turned his phone to face him. "Something just fucking touched my cock!" Eyazen leaned in to look at his open fly - flanking the unfastened zipper were a couple of dark splotches of precum on the denim fabric of his jeans. "Dude, what the fuck is going on here? Where the hell are my cock and balls?" The wolf's fingers spread out in a fan against his breastbone as he felt his heart thrumming faster. "I--If that's you touching me and you could somehow bring it back, that'd be great, because I've been saving up for a couple of weeks ..."

"Mmhmm." Silas leaned back and, after locking his phone, threw the black-screened device on the table in front of him. His other paw seized Eyazen's disembodied genitals by the balls with a vigorous grip and held it in front of his smacking lips, the wolf's piss slit inches away from his nose. "Eyazen," said the otter, savoring the scent of Eyazen's arousal, "I call this a Portal Chastity Belt." Silas's free hand formed a ring around the canid's pulsing knot with his index finger and thumb. "I think you'll quite like it!" The mustelid's paw traveled up the length of his friend's shaft, a thick, syrupy string of precum drooling out of Eyazen's urethral opening, the veins and arteries in the cock pushing against the wrinkly skin rhythmically in tandem with Eyazen's heartbeat.

"Portal Chastity Be--OW, what the fuck, Silas?!" Eyazen was vociferous, his eyes closed as drops of spittle formed on his phone's screen, his teeth bared, and his ears pushed back nearly flush with his skull. "I don't know what kind of voodoo witchcraft bullshit this is, but I need my dick back where it belongs, and that better not be you fucking with my balls!" The wolf's tail curled up behind him and his handpaws balled up into tight fists as the mild pain burrowed deep in his groin.

"Shush." The lutrine dipped a black, pointy claw into his navel and watched the filament of Eyazen's pre-ejaculate evanesce as he lifted his paw. "You're not the one in control here." Silas began to work the wolf's cock with strokes that covered the entire length of his erection, his leathery, black paw pads creating sufficient friction to overcome the slipperiness of his pre.

"Hey, don't fucking"--the pleasant sensation of someone's hand massaging the folds of skin on his cock up and down plowed into his groin--"Oh, jeez, that's good ..." The canid's nostrils flared, and his butt rocked back and forth as precum oozed out of his urethral opening hundreds of miles away. "Silas ... A--Are you doing that?" Eyazen bit his lip and laid his head back giving in to the handjob, his bushy tail wagging and curling up as he licked his lips.

"Like I said, Eyazen," said the otter, letting an errant drop of precum detach from the pink, disembodied canine dick's tip and ooze down his abdomen, "you're not the one in control here." Cruelly cutting short the wolf's pleasure, with a now free, burly hand hanging off the sofa's armrest like a slab of meat, Silas's drew the unsheathed cock close to his salivating muzzle and flicked the tip of his tongue over the canid's oozing opening. "Mmmm." His famished maw wrapped itself around the shaft and Silas slurped, drawing out some more pre-ejaculate from Eyazen's manhood with commendable force. "You sure do taste nice. Guess you've been eating good ..." The lutrine's tongue slithered around the shaft like a sidewinder, paying particular attention to the upper half of it, the most sensitive area.

"Awwww, keep rubbing!" Eyazen looked down at his groin with morose eyes. "It's been like two weeks, Silas, so if you don't mind, either finish or bring back my d--Oh, yeah!" The wolf's body slumped back into the couch as the warm pleasure of suction made his hips thrust. "Oh, God, that's so good ..." said the canine, his toes yielding to the exquisite sensations to bend and writhe, his lips glistening from the fresh coats of saliva his licking tongue provided.

The otter's lips separated from Eyazen's glossy virility, a string of precum mixed with lutrine saliva arching between the wolf's cock and one of Silas's incisors. "Not so fast, boy." Another puddle of precum was milked out of the canid's erection as Silas made the disembodied member wobble, grasping it firmly by the white, musky, furry balls. "Remember what I said before - this is a Portal Chastity Belt." He kissed his friend's cocktip and promptly licked up the liquid from his thin lips, one his canines peeping through as his lips curled upwards. "Two weeks, huh? Bet you're kind of in the mood to shoot a nice load, huh, Eyazen?" Silas chuckled reedily under his breath, his cheeks enfolding the horny wolf's cock once again.

Eyazen's eyes opened gradually, his chest rising an inch as he felt the otter's mouth depart. "Yeah, I was gonna do it before you called and said you had to show me this thing." The canid's nose twitched as he reached down towards his groin with a paw, his eyes narrowing. "It's just as if I never had anything down there, it's just all furry and smooth." Even touching the area felt like touching his hand, or his ear - no sexual sensations at all; he was completely at Silas's mercy, and this thought made the otter's words reverberate in his mind. "Wow, wait, hold on ... What do you mean by Portal Chastity Be--" Eyazen's body shuddered and his whiskers stood on end as the exquisiteness of a muzzle covering his cock returned. "Ahhhhhhhh, yeah ..."

"It means exactly what it sounds like, Eyazen," said the otter with Eyazen's raging boner pressed against the inside of one of his cheeks while the wolf attempted to wrestle his face into relaxation, the combined feelings of incipient fellatio and dread making his torso quake and his features contort. "Now, I wonder how desperate you_really_ are ..." With that, the maddening blowjob began anew; another juicy line of precum was aspirated out of Eyazen's piss slit, and his entire shaft was drenched in the otter's spit as his teeth lovingly caressed the wolf's tip, Silas's lips forming a perfect, airtight seal around the wolf's desperation. Silas worked the cock with conviction, his paw clutching the canid's pulsing balls, knowing exactly how close he was to ejaculating - during the past couple of days, the otter had managed to perfect this method to detect orgasmic inevitability.

Eyazen let out a long, unvocalized gasp as the erotic pleasure of Silas's teeth, tongue and mouth ravaged parts of his physiology that weren't even on his body. "Fuck, yeah!" The wolf's neck sank into his shoulders as he arched his arms above his head while his ass sank into the corner of the sofa. "Goddamn, Silas, you really know your shit ..." Eyazen's eyes rolled into the back of his head, his arms still bent above his noggin with the muscles now straining. "Oh, fuck, fuck ... I"--not having allowed himself to climax in the past two weeks had crippled his willpower--"Silas, I'm cumming!" The canid's toes pointed forward and his jaw clamped shut as the cum built up pressure miles away in the base of his detached cock.

But Silas knew. He squeezed Eyazen's balls with his burly paw, the pads of his fingers roughly massaging the thin skin and tendons that connected his scrotum to the rest of his genitals. "I wouldn't be so sure about that, my boy ..." Eyazen's balls throbbed viscerally in the otter's palm - they were trying so hard to sink into the base of his cock so he could unleash his seed, but all his cock would do was wheeze and sputter, trickles of pre landing all over Silas's torso. "Remember, this is a_chastity_ belt after all ..."

"FUCK! NO!" Eyazen howled horribly, the fiendish feelings of orgasm denial slamming into his groin through the wormhole, his vocal cords straining to match his distress as the intense pleasure of preorgasm was cruelly replaced with agonizing distress in his balls. "Shhhit ..." The wolf's body contorted like a cat about to land on its feet and he found himself kneeling on the couch, a paw on the sofa's armrest. "Silas, what the fuck, man!"

Silas reached over to his phone with his footpaw as Eyazen's distorted, anguished voiced crackled through the loudspeaker. "Oh, by the way, this thing will only keep you here for as long my battery lasts." A lutrine toe hovered over the red_Hang up_ option. "If _your_battery runs out or if you try to fuck with the app, you may be here for a long, long time ..." The otter's grip relaxed, satisfied that the wolf wasn't close to ejaculating anymore. "So, I'm going to hang up to save some battery. Toodles, sucker!" The black toe pad grazed the screen, and Eyazen's guttural "NOOOO" was cut off. "Ah ... Now, where were we?" Silas smiled at one of the veins in the wolf's cock ... It always throbbed maniacally when he was desperate to orgasm. "Let's switch things up a bit ..." His fingers spread to envelop Eyazen's balls and his other paw drew closer. "Let's see how many strokes it takes."

"No! The fuck! SILAS!" Eyazen stabbed at his phone's screen with his black thumb pad, redialing Silas's number. "Come on, pick the hell up!" A frenzied, blurry hand went up and down the shaft, and Eyazen's eyes nearly popped out of his skull. "Gahhh!" His cheeks reddened as he sank both paws into the arm rest, his legs kicking up dust behind him from the sofa's cushions. "Ah, yes, yes, yes ...!" He hugged his chest tightly, his claws digging into his upper arm as his toes scrunched up. On the other side of the country, the canid scrotum started pulsing and pulling into a nonexistent groin. Eyazen's back arched, his nipples forming little bumps in the fabric of his blue hoodie. "Oh, my God! Yes, yes, keep going!" The wolf's pelvis rocked back and forth, his tail curling and bunching up behind him as a huge cumshot threatened to shoot out of his piss slit.

"Oh, no, you don't!" Silas's pleasuring paw came to rest at the base of Eyazen's cock right in front of his knot and, with the other paw, yanked on the canid's balls, tugging them out of their pre-ejaculatory position. "Aww, bet you were just a stroke away from shooting a nice, satisfying load, huh?" The spongy, canid bulb jolted against the side of the otter's paw rhythmically, trying desperately to gather enough stimulation to cross the point of no return. The edges of Silas's phone clattered against the wooden surface of the table as Eyazen's face showed up on the display -1 missed call.

"WHAT ... FUCK!" The wolf's voice frayed as he felt his arousal getting sucker punched in the gut. "Silas, fucking pick up!" Eyazen's thumb kept missing the_Call_ icon, his claw clicking against the screen as his ears pointed back. He had been so close to a sickeningly good orgasm, but the feeling of his scrotum being tugged_immediately_ reset his arousal. "Why are you doing this to me?" mumbled Eyazen, a bit of foamy spittle forming where his bottom and upper lips met, his stomach heaving as he let out a heavy sigh with his head lowered above the armrest.

"All right, time for some training." Silas's paw secured itself around the middle of the engorged shaft and he let go of Eyazen's balls, the scrotum readily hanging and oscillating in the air like a pendulum now that the wolf was far away from orgasm. The otter smacked the dangling ballsack using the back and front of his fingers of his free paw in an alternating fashion as Eyazen's crown jewels swung around like a rearview mirror ornament. "Come on, get soft for me, wolfy." The otter observed with a radiant smile as Eyazen's manhood shrank and drooped with each smack, his body leaning back into the cushions.

Eyazen's head rattled with each slap as he felt the blood draining from his faraway member, each blow coinciding with a low, hyperventilating howl. "No! St--Stop! Fu--Fuck ..." A moribund whimper escaped his throat as he clutched his flat groin with gnarled fingers, a stretchy drop of saliva escaping the corner of his muzzle as he curled up on the sofa, his excitement forcibly slapped out of him. If only he could reach down and stimulate himself.I just had to fucking listen to Silas. He grunted and spraddled out flat on his back, his right foot hanging just over the floor with his clammy head propped up against the armrest. With a chuff of his lips, the wolf dabbed his finger on his phone's display and covered his eyes with the crook of his elbow, still sprawled out.Come on, answer already.

"Good boy," said Silas with Eyazen's flaccid penis in his grip, a solitary dribble of precum escaping the pendulous member's piss slit as his phone bombinated ceaselessly. "Training's so much easier if you're not actually here - just the part that needs to be trained." Between an index finger and his thumb, the otter squeezed and stretched the drizzle that had flowed down his chest to form a puddle on his stomach, the salacious odor making his own torn cargo pants bulge at the crotch. Bringing the trapped fluid close to his black sniffer, Silas took a whiff and his ears pointed back, his earrings tintinnabulating as they swung back and forth. "Hmmm ... I think you smell better when you're all fired up."

Before Eyazen had the opportunity to curse the otter's name for refusing to pick up, his hind claws dug into the armrest opposite his head and an involuntary sough of gratification made his whiskers straighten out. "Ahhh, yeah ..." Far away in another town, Silas had started kneading his scrotum and giving his shaft the rubdown of a lifetime. "Ffffuck ... Don't stop ..." Eyazen grinned wide as he lost himself to the exquisite sensation of his cock hardening and his balls being gloriously tugged, his hips swaying along with Silas's paw, the cellphone sliding out of his hand and landing on the floor with a couple of sharp thuds.

"I remember this tasting best right before we got to the vinegar strokes," said the otter, his eyes carefully monitoring the almost fully erect cock as it responded to his undulating paw. "Yeah, this is the spot, huh?" He licked his lips as his paw pads focused on the upper half of the pulsating rod, the blood rushing back to Eyazen's hardening extremity as his blood vessels pulsed and pushed against the lutrine's leathery palm. "Especially right ...here." He stopped stroking and held his cock by the base, right before the bulb, and let go of his balls. "You never could last when I played with you here, huh?" With the paw that was holding him by the scrotum before, Silas's claw flicked over the excruciatingly sensitive skin on the back of the tip of Eyazen's cock.

Eyazen's butt dug into the cushions and his back arched - the most glorious climax was around the corner. His tail wagged back and forth maniacally, sweeping off heaps of dust from the sofa as his thigh tendons started showing through his lustrous, sweaty coat. "Shhhhiiiit ..." Cumshots cajoled out of his cock with just the back of his cock being stimulated were always the best. Canid handpaws and toes twirled, writhed and clenched, unsure of how to express the intensity of the impending orgasm, his canines almost drawing blood from his lower lips. His legs slammed together with a crisp snap. "Oh, my God ... I--" His elbows plunged into the soft fabric beneath him and his back curved even more. "I'm gonna c--"

"Nope!" Silas's teasing hand made a ring gesture and thwapped the canid's ballsack with a finger just as it began its methodical descent into what would have been his groin. "If you cum, all this pre I like playing with goes away." A lutrine paw wrapped itself around his wrinkly, quivering scrotum and squeezed as if milking a cow's udder. "Are you seriously going to leave me hanging for, what, ten seconds of pleasure?"

Back at his place, Eyazen's knees slammed into his chest as the feelings of imminent pleasure were replaced with a fusion of ball torture and orgasm denial, coalescing to create the worst sensations he'd ever experienced - the canid howled with his paws pounding away at his crotch. "Goddamn you, Silas!" His miserable body laid on its side on the sofa, a forlorn, rhythmic whimper coming out of his ajar muzzle. With a shivering arm, he clutched the cellphone that had fallen to the ground and, with a feeble finger, dialed the accursed otter's number once again. Climax hindered anew, and knowing Silas's treacherous ways, the realization that he'd be in this bind for a while started to sink in.

Silas's phone continued dancing on the tabletop, romping and frolicking along with its owner's glee, the wolf's face appearing intermittently as the_Missed calls_ counter incremented. Eyazen's shivering, shrinking dick regurgitated a hearty dollop of pre-ejaculate, and the otter gave his balls a jovial tug while letting the liquid drizzle over his abdomen like syrup pouring over pancakes. "Your pre does flow a lot better when your dick's getting smaller," said the otter, using a finger to scoop up a layer of the viscous liquid, his claw brushing against the overwhelmingly sensitive area on the back of his cocktip.

Eyazen's body twisted as the pang of arousal hit him. "Yes, yes, one more time ..." His cock seemed to inflate in Silas's paw like a balloon just from that one fleeting graze as the mustelid's paw dipped into his mouth, the bundle of nerves in that delicate area needing just one more prod for Eyazen to cross the point of ejaculatory inevitability. "Hm, very interesting taste." Silas enjoyed savoring the wolf's precum at different stages of orgasm denial - when his cock was shriveling up, it had a salty aftertaste, and when he was just on the verge of blowing his load, it sweetened ever so slightly. Silas had coaxed the fluid out just as the wolf's shaft had started to stiffen, so the taste was a concoction ... Almost like yoghurt.

Eyazen's hand kept going down to his crotch, only to pull them back with a jolt into his armpits when he remembered they were Silas's playthings. He glared at his phone, his warm huffs of breath forming condensate on the flat screen as Eyazen redialed his cruel friend's number.How many times has it been? Aw, who gives a fuck, just pick up ..._The canid sighed deeply as his screen darkened, the indistinct, ominous _call disconnected sound playing through the ear speaker. As soon as he laid the phone face-down on the edge of the sofa in front of him, his body straightened out and his eyes went wide.

Eyazen flipped, tossed and turned as Silas used his claws to caress and canoodle the delicate part of his shaft. "No! Ff--Fuck, stop!" His erection throbbed woefully in unison with his balls' crazy heaving - the area was remarkably sensitive, and Silas knew that light stimulation would keep Eyazen on the edge indefinitely without crossing the point of no return.

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Silas glanced over at the buzzing rectangle that was his phone and eyed the digital clock that was in the corner of the screen. "Hmm ... That's been like three hours." He leaned back into the sofa with one of his hind paws resting on the edge of a cushion, an elbow poised on the armrest, the other paw grasping and squeezing the unfortunate wolf's scrotum, his tongue working the tip of his cock.

Eyazen's body was a trembling wreck, the claws of a hind paw digging into the sofa cushion's fabric, his tail wagging frenetically behind him. "Fu--Fuck, can't go out in this state ..." He tapped his phone's screen one more time, hoping that maybe, just maybe, Silas would have mercy on him and allow him to speak and beg to be allowed release. Each ring that ended made his heart jump - it seemed like the otter had answered the call but, alas, it just led to another ring. Until the line disconnected. Eyazen's stomach churned as he felt another impending orgasm being interrupted, his scrotum being viciously pinched in the sensitive area that joined his ballsack to the rest of him by leathery, lutrine finger pads. Eyazen's mind was impossibly consumed by the sheer desire to cum - never in his life had he been so debilitatingly horny. The canid would give anything to be allowed to ejaculate, even if it ended up ruined. At least some of his horniness and frustration would go away, albeit without any pleasure.

Over at his place, Silas had already started another blowjob with the detached cock, copious amounts of precum leaking all over his shapely torso, a few wayward trickles even making it past his belt. "My, his pre starts tasting better with every edge ... I wonder if it's because I stop or if it's the ballplay ..." He looked down at the wolf's piss slit - the spherical blob of pre-ejaculate made it look much bigger than it actually was. As Silas's tongue flicked over the tip to lap up the crystal-clear liquid, his phone buzzed for the umpteenth time, and Eyazen's profile picture illuminated the middle of the display.

In the corner was how many missed calls he had made to Silas.

It read 99+.