The bedroom glowed under dim lights, the three of them already naked per their strict house rule—no clothes, no solo relief, just raw tension simmering. Adam, small and slim with his post-op tdick twitching, paced angrily at the foot of the bed, jealous as ever of Matt's massive balls swinging heavily between his legs. Sara, curvaceous and confident with her full DD breasts, lounged against the pillows, her fat frame radiating support. "Adam, you're wound tighter than a spring," she said with a sharp grin. "Why not join us properly? Threesome time—you can play with my boobs and my silly husband's balls as long as you want. Matt's game if you are." Matt chuckled naively from the side, his kind eyes twinkling. "Yeah, buddy, whatever makes you feel better—I'm no expert, but sounds fun!"
Adam's self-centered smirk spread as he agreed happily, his sadistic streak igniting at the chance to torment those huge testicles he envied so much. Sara, ever the strong anchor, suggested tying Matt's hands behind his back to boost Adam's confidence, and Adam nodded, feeling the power shift. They bound him securely, Matt joking, "Guess I'm the punching bag tonight—pun intended!" With Matt restrained, Adam pulled Sara close, embracing her soft body and sucking hungrily on her heavy breasts while his hand teased Matt's cock into hardness, making it throb under his fingers.
Adam's clit grew rock-hard, his tdick pulsing with horny need as he wedged it between Matt's enormous balls, the slick friction driving him wild. Sara hugged him from behind, her wet pussy pressing against his ass, dripping with arousal as she whispered encouragements. "Fuck those bastards good," she urged, strong and unyielding. Adam panted, sweating as he thrust, "Those bastards have gotten so slippery and are trying to get away from me." Matt, ever silly, laughed through his panting, "We need to punish them!"
"Do we have anything to tie them up with?" Adam growled, his tdick sliding relentlessly. "Sara, I’ve got an idea—we’ve got those elastrator rings left over that we bought for the dog’s dangling bits." Sara fetched them without hesitation, her voice firm, "Perfect for keeping them in line—go on, make them blue." Adam slipped the first ring onto Matt's scrotum, watching the balls swell, then added more and more, each one tightening the grip as Matt squirmed helplessly.
The rings stacked, turning Matt's balls a deep, aching blue while Adam's tdick fucked between them harder, the no-masturbate rule fueling every desperate thrust. Sara's hands roamed Adam's slim frame, her DD breasts bouncing as she ground against him, her pussy dripping onto his ass. "That's it, own them," she commanded wittily, "Your jealousy just made them your toys." Adam came with a shuddering groan, cum spurting over the bound balls as Matt panted and Sara held him steady, the climax leaving them all slick with sweat.
Adam stepped back, admiring the swollen, ringed prize, but Sara's knowing smile hinted at deeper games ahead.
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