As much as Aiden wants this to continue, he knows that they need protection first. "Um... yeah," he manages to say between moans. "In my pocket." He reaches down and fishes out a condom, handing it over to Jack with shaking hands.

Jack tears open the package quickly and rolls the condom onto his erect cock before positioning himself between Aiden's spread legs. "Are you ready for this?" he asks, gaze locked on Aiden's eager expression.

"More than anything," whispers Aiden, reaching up to pull Jack down into a passionate kiss as he feels the head of his cock press against his entrance. He arches his back, inviting Jack in deeper as he slowly starts to lower himself onto Jack's length. The sensation is incredible; it feels like Jack is part of him already, and every thrust only intensifies the connection between them.

"Oh fuck... Aiden..." groans Jack, unable to believe how good this feels.

With a groan, guitarcat wraps his arms around Aiden, pulling him closer as he thrusts up into him. Their hips meet in a rhythmic dance that grows more and more intense with each passing moment. Aiden moans loudly, arching her back as she comes, her entire body shuddering from the force of the orgasm.

"Yes!" she cries out, her voice hoarse from pleasure. "Oh fuck... don't stop..."

Their lovemaking becomes increasingly rough as they both lose control. With each thrust, guitarcat growls and curses, his fingers digging into Aiden's hips. The bed creaks beneath them as they move faster, harder, seeking release.

Finally, guitarcat cries out in ecstasy, shooting another load deep inside Aiden. He collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily, his chest heaving with each breath.

Spent and satisfied, Aiden collapses back onto his feet, panting heavily. He looks up at August, eyes full of adoration and desire. "Thank you... that was amazing..."

August smiles down at him, a satisfied look on his face. "You're welcome, Lily." He reaches out, running his fingers through Aiden's hair before pulling him close for a tender kiss. As they catch their breath, they begin to drift off to sleep in each other's arms, the scent of sex and sweat mingling with the soft fabric of their pajamas.

The next day, Aiden wakes up early, eagerly anticipating the day ahead.

"Ahhhh! Khan!" Aiden shudders violently, coming undone as his body releases a torrent of pleasure around Khan's tongue. "Oh God, you're so good..." He pants heavily, trying to catch his breath. "Please... don't stop..." His voice is raw and needy, betraying the intensity of his desire.

"Oh, please..." Aiden moans, watching as Khan takes him in hand. "Stroke me... show me what else you can do..." He arches his back further, offering himself up to the domineering male.

As they lie panting in each other's arms, Aiden takes a step back to survey his handiwork. Stre1 looks up at him with glazed eyes, his body still trembling from the intensity of their encounter. "So... what do you want me to call you now?" he asks softly.

Aiden grins triumphantly and leans down to press a kiss against Stre1's forehead. "Why don't we just stick with 'master' for now?"

"No? You don't like being my little pet?" Aiden teases, running his fingers through Stre1's hair as he pulls him close for another kiss. "You know... I could make sure no one else ever finds out about this. We could keep it our little secret."

He nibbles on Stre1's earlobe before whispering, "Then we can play like this whenever we want, just you and me." His breath is hot against Stre1's skin as he continues to seduce him with words and touches.

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"Oh... no," Aiden says quickly, shaking his head vigorously. "Of course not! I mean, that was just a figure of speech before... but now..." He trails off uncertainly, suddenly worried that he's said the wrong thing.

"Now you belong to me," Xaxerus finishes for him, a cruel smile curling his lips. "And as my personal bitch, I expect you to do everything I say... whenever I say it."

With a flush of embarrassment on his cheeks, Aiden reluctantly reaches down between his legs. He grips his soft, hairless shaft and slowly pulls it out, revealing it to Xaxerus's scrutiny. His cock is small and unimpressive compared to the monster that just fucked him.

"There it is," he mumbles shamefacedly, "I'm sorry if it's not... big enough for you." He can feel his face growing hotter by the second.