Hole Busters 3

Jessie Balboa wakes with last night’s toy still jammed in his hole. He gives it a shove, a pull, works it rough. The plug slides in and out, greedy and loud. After a few minutes he swings open the toy box and grabs the monster—an eighteen-inch monster thick as an arm. He squats, takes every inch, and his hole grabs tight around the base. He reaches back, fists himself right there, leaves the hand buried, breath hot, pulse racing.