Castor’s gasps behind me become a series of grunts and Pollux joins in with moans of delight. The adrenaline fires through me because the sounds are unmistakable. I turn, aghast to watch the final throes of Castor’s climax, the face of his lover ever more delighted at each next hot spurt of seed. I stand aghast and powerless as the sucks take every last drop from Castor’s trembling body, keeping on until the once proud and curving c**k drops limp and useless from the lover’s contented mouth. Then the rage hits me like a train.
“You f**k!” I almost scream. “You f*****g f**k! I didn’t tell you to make him come!”
“You didn’t tell me I couldn’t,” says Pollux, casually snide. I can see him smiling up at his happy partner in crime.
“I didn’t tell you that you could come!” I now shriek at Ca
