by Skyler Snow
"Yes, Daddy," Reece purred.
I shuddered. What the hell had come over him? I'd had a few fantasies already about those words coming out of his lips, but I never thought this was how it would happen. Carsen grabbed his arm and shoved him inside.
"What is wrong with you?" He asked after we'd slipped into our seats. "What was that about?"
I glanced up in the rearview mirror. "He's right, Reece. This behavior isn't like you at all." I frowned. "Is everything okay?"
Reece folded his arms over his chest and shrugged. "Everything's fine."
"Then can you tell me what that was about?" I asked gently.
Reece glanced between the two of us, but his teeth sank into his bottom lip, and he went quiet. There was the Reece that I was used to. What had come over the boy? I turned around in my seat to look at him while Carsen drove us home.
"Is there a reason you wanted to crash our date?"
"I felt like it." His eyes cut up to me. "Like you said before you left, it's weird that you two are off dating someone else."
"That's not your decision to make, Reece," Carsen's hands gripped the wheel tightly. "How did you even know where we were?"
I wanted to know that as well. We hadn't told him where we were doing our meet up. There was only one person I'd told. I ran a hand over my face.
"It was Aylah." I sighed. "She was chatting with me and asked what restaurant we were going to so she could check it out later. Of course I gave it to her."
Carsen's eyes flickered up into the rearview mirror. "What are you two playing at? Lukas and I were having a great time. Why would you ruin that?" When Reece didn’t answer he slapped the wheel. “Reece, what the fuck was that?”
Reece slumped down in his seat. "Nothing, it doesn't matter. I'm just drunk or something. It's fine."
"It's not fine." Carsen growled.
I laid a hand on Carsen's arm. I knew he was pissed off by Reece's behavior, but something more was going on. The car was quiet until we arrived back home and went inside. Reece tried to take off, but I grabbed his arm and refused to let him disappear.
"We need to talk."
"Ugh nothing good ever happens when someone says that," Reece mumbled. "I'd rather just go to bed. Please."
"No," I said firmly. "Go to the living room and sit on the couch."
Reece's eyes lingered on mine before he nodded slightly. He walked into the living room and Carsen and I were left in the hall. I glanced at Carsen.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Yeah." He blew out a breath. "I just don't know why the kid is starting trouble. Getting drunk was one thing, but purposely trying to ruin our date? What the hell is that?" He slapped his hands against his thighs. "I don't have any idea what to do with him."
"There has to be a reason he's acting out."
"Yeah, he grew up with insane parents and now we have to deal with the fallout." He shook his head. "I don't even feel like talking. I just want to go to bed."
I stopped him with a hand on his arm. "You're upset about more than the date." I stepped around in front of him and held his hands. "I know you. What's wrong?"
Carsen shook his head. "I guess I'm just irritated, honestly. Why the hell would he rile us up like that all for some ridiculous joke? I don't like being toyed with, Lukas."
"I know you don't." I wrapped my arms around his waist. "I'm not so sure he was just toying with us."
"What do you mean?" Carsen wrapped his arms around my neck.
"Think about the night we brought him back home. That night he was drunk?"
Carsen nodded. "I remember."
"He was already showing that he probably had a little crush on us from the start. Tonight he literally sat in your lap and kissed both of us. I don't think it's a joke at all." I ran a thumb over Carsen's bottom lip. "So, calm down."
My boyfriend licked his lips. "Fine," he whispered. "Then what do we do?"
I thought about it. If we talked to him about it directly, he'd probably bolt. I'd seen him try to do it in the car. I knew he wasn't drunk. That was bullshit, so he was trying to hide. I had an idea and a little smirk crossed my lips.
"Well, if he wants to mess with us, we can mess with him too, right?" I ran a hand down Carsen's muscular arm and squeezed. "I say do what you do best."
Carsen raised a brow. "If I do that, he'll be over my knee like that,” he snapped, and grinned mischievously.
My lips curled up more. "Exactly. If he doesn't like it and walks away, fine. We'll forget this whole mess and move on. If he likes it though..." I shivered. "Maybe we don't need to look so far to add someone else, hmm? He's sweet, cute, and someone needs to take care of him and straighten him out. And after his behavior tonight? Yeah, I don’t think we have to worry about him just doing it to have a place to live with the way he put everything on the line tonight.”
Carsen's lips pressed against mine. His tongue slipped between mine and I moaned as I gripped his shirt. When we finally stepped back Carsen's cock pressed against his jeans, hard and enticing. I squeezed his erection. "Let's not keep him waiting then," he licked his lips. "After you."
I spun on my heels and Carsen's hand slapped my ass sharply. I jumped a little and chuckled, before I quickly hid the grin as I walked into the living room. Reece hadn't moved. He sat perched on the couch, his eyes never leaving the floor until we both stood in front of him and I cleared my throat. His eyes moved between us as he played with his fingers.
"It was just a joke," he managed to get out. "I swear. I won't do it again."
I shook my head. "That's not good enough."
Reece's teeth worried his pink lip. "What can I do then?" His eyes were so big and innocent. "Oh God, you're not kicking me out are you?"
"Nothing like that," Carsen said quickly. "We told you that you had a place to stay here. We're not going to throw you out just because you're in serious need of some training."
"T-training?" His eyes swept back and forth. A frown tugged at his lips. "What do you mean?"
I glanced at Carsen and he returned the look. My heart pounded in my chest and my own cock needed to be freed. It was so hard and wet. We both looked at Reece who continued to look confused. Carsen stepped forward again.
"Stand up."
Reece's bottom lip poked out into a pout and my heart swooned. Fuck, he was so cute when he did that. I instantly wanted to wrap him up in my arms and tell him everything was perfectly fine, but it was kind of fun to mess with him. After all, he'd given us hell since he stepped through the front door. A little fun wouldn't kill him.
"I said," Carsen moved until his legs bumped up against Reece's. "Stand up, boy. Now!"
Reece scrambled to his feet. His eyes darted to mine. All I did was shrug and continue to watch the two of them. Reece was so close to Carsen he almost toppled back down on the couch, but Carsen grabbed his chin and forced the boy to focus.
"You have two choices here." Carsen's deep voice rumbled in his chest, and I wanted to moan at the sound of it. "You can either go to bed and forget this ever happened, which is fine. We won't talk about it again and you won't dare interfere in anything we do again."
"O-or?" Reece's voice was a whisper.
"Or," Carsen ran his free hand down Reece's arm. "Or you can strip down to your boxers and bend over my knee."
Reece blinked. "Wait... I— what?"
"Did you not understand what I said?"
"Yes, I did, but..." Reece toyed with his fingers before his eyes moved to me. "I-is this really happening? I don't know what to do."
"It's simple." I moved closer to the two of them until Reece's body was in reach. I wanted to touch him all over, but instead I kept my distance. "Option one, or option two. Those are your choices."
Reece's cheeks burned pink under the soft glow of the living room lights. "This is weird," he muttered.
Carsen released him and stepped back. "Then you've chosen the first option. Go to bed. I mean it, I don't want you crashing another date." He clicked
his tongue. “Hopefully I can get him to answer my call,” he said as he shook his phone at me.
I was a little disappointed. Maybe I had read the situation wrong. I could have sworn there was something there, something in Reece's eyes that said he wanted us. Maybe I'd seen what I wanted to see.
"Goodnight, Reece." I turned after Carsen to go to our room.
"Wait!" I slowly turned around. Reece looked between the two of us before his eyes fixed on the carpet again. "I want to do it."
My heart sped up. I wasn't wrong after all. He was just nervous more than likely, and I couldn't blame him. After all, the kid was a virgin. Untouched. Why did I love the sound of that so much?
"I just," Reece chewed his lip. "Never mind. You'll see."
I tilted my head. "See what?"
Reece shook his head. He reached down and pulled his shirt up over his head before he tossed it to the couch. Slowly, he toed off his shoes and socks. I watched, my heart in my throat, as he reached for his jeans. Reece hesitated for a moment, but then he seemed to make up his mind. He undid his pants and shoved them down his legs quickly before they were kicked away. I audibly gasped.
"Fuck me."
15
Reece
Could I die now? I wanted to sink through the floor and disappear. I quickly pushed my hands in front of me, but I knew it was too late for that. They'd seen everything. And I meant everything.
It wasn't often, mostly because I had been too ashamed to do it again until recently, but I'd decided to wear my favorite pair of panties. They were a soft purple, lilac in fact, and lacey. They were boy shorts, my favorite kind, and showed off my ass. They also showed off my ridiculously hard, leaking dick. My cheeks heated. Neither of them said a word and it embarrassed the hell out of me more.
Slowly, I looked up at them. I expected to see disgust and anger on their faces. Yeah, they were gay, but they weren't like me probably. I was always weird, gross. My parents had made sure to impress that upon me before I finally left. I didn't want to see that same expression on Lukas and Carsen's faces, but I couldn't stand there forever and not look at them or say anything. Finally, I forced myself to take in their gazes, and I swallowed thickly.
Neither of them had moved. Lukas bit his lip, but he didn't say a word. And Carsen? He looked at me with eyes blazing. I took a timid step back.
"T-that's why I didn't want you two to see." I squeezed my thighs together. "I didn't think I would be... like this, in front of you two tonight." I closed my eyes. "I know it's weird. I'll just go to my room!"
I needed to run. I turned on my heels and stalked away quickly before strong arms went around my waist. My eyes flew open as I was picked up and put over Carsen's shoulder. He carried me back over to the couch, sat down and put me on my feet.
“First, what’s this?” Carsen’s fingers trailed over my arms.
I quickly covered one up but the other was still visible. “It was... an old horrible habit.” I looked at them. “I haven’t cut in ages and I never will again. Please, I don’t want to talk about it.”
“As long as you’re safe now,” Carsen said quietly.
I nodded. “I am,” I smiled at him softly.
“Will you tell us if you’re not?” Lukas asked. “We can be here for you if you need that support.”
My heart squeezed in my chest. They cared about me so much. Carsen lifted my arm and kissed it gently. The look of concern on his face made me feel better. Someone actually gave a shit about me besides Aylah. They both did. Finally, Carsen dropped my arm carefully.
"That was only one part of the agreement," he growled, and I shivered down to my toes. "The other was to bend over my lap." He reached out a finger and traced the side of my panties down to my thigh. "And leave these on," he breathed.
I was immensely grateful that we’d moved on quickly. I swallowed hard. "You like them?" I asked in disbelief.
"They're hot as fuck." Lukas sat down beside Carsen and Carsen nodded with him in agreement. Lukas patted Carsen's lap. "Bend over."
I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth and moved closer to the two of them. Was I really doing this? My stomach was tied into knots. I moved to Carsen's left side and slowly lowered myself over his lap. I thought about it and squirmed over, draping myself across Lukas too. Lukas glanced down at me in surprise, looked at Carsen, and then smiled. I really loved it when he smiled.
Lukas's fingers pushed into my hair gently. I nuzzled into his palm trying to get more of the warmth and comfort from his hand. Carsen's fingers stroked my naked thighs and I shuddered.
"Tell me, Reece," Carsen's voice sounded deeper than usual, sexy and commanding. "You said earlier you were drunk. Were you drinking today?"
I quickly shook my head. "No, that was a lie. I didn't drink."
"Well, if that's the case, then we can move forward." He ran his hand up and it drifted over my ass. "Are you going to tell me why you really crashed our date?"
I chewed my lip. I didn't want to tell him. It was too damn embarrassing. My hands gripped Lukas' legs. I knew what I felt, somewhat at least, but saying the words? No, that was impossible.
A sharp sting raced over my skin. I jolted. "Ow!" I glanced over my shoulder, eyes wide as Carsen raised his hand and quirked a brow at me. "Did you just hit me?"
"You didn't know that was coming?"
I bit my lip. Okay, I wasn't dumb. I knew when he told me to bend over his lap what might be coming, but I never fully expected him to do it! I shook my head. "I-I didn't think—"
"Do you want to stop?"
God, no. My eyes lingered on Carsen's for a minute before I slowly turned back around and pushed my ass up into the air. I glanced at Lukas who went back to stroking my hair and started tracing his fingers over my back as well. I could feel both of their cocks pressing against my body.
"I asked you a question, boy." He squeezed my ass and I gasped. "Do you want to stop?"
"No, sir" I said quickly, and pushed my ass against his hand harder. "No, please, don't stop."
"Good boy." Carsen's fingers brushed underneath the bottom of my panties. "Then stay still and take your punishment."
I nodded, my words trapped in my throat. Carsen's hand crashed against my ass again. I yelped and gripped Lukas' leg harder. He kept up drawing soft patterns on my back and the comforting wiggle of his fingers against my scalp.
Pain. Pleasure. Pain. Pleasure.
My head spun. Each strike was hot and sharp, but it did things to me. My nipples tingled. I rubbed them against Lukas' thigh for relief. I'd never felt so desperate in my life. My cock was engorged and leaking as it rubbed against Carsen's powerful thighs.
The world around me fell away. Each new hit and comforting touch sent me tumbling into an abyss. Carsen's strikes grew heavier and for some reason hidden things inside of me stirred.
Everything that I'd choked down for years came rushing up and tears spilled down my cheeks. It wasn't a quiet, silent cry that I had gotten used to having, it was an ugly sobbing mess. Carsen's hits stilled and he rubbed my skin. Slowly, the euphoria that had washed over me went away until I was finally able to think straight again.
"Are you okay?" Lukas asked urgently. "Reece?"
I nodded. "Y-yeah. I don't know why I'm crying." I wiped at my eyes. "Who the fuck cries and has a boner at the same time?" I laughed at myself, but Lukas shushed me.
"What you're feeling is normal. You've been wound up so tight, and sometimes pain can help release emotions." He leaned down and kissed my head. "There's nothing wrong with you."
"There's not?" I whispered and clung to him.
"Not at all." Carsen's soothing hands took away the pain and brought on comfort. "You're just going through subspace. It's a feeling of euphoria and release." He kissed along my back. "Let me get you some water and a blanket."
I rolled over and grabbed him. "No, don't go." I shook my head. "Can I just…" I closed my eyes and slowly opened them again. "Can you both just hold me?"
"You're shivering." Lukas held me close. "Let us at least take you to our bed."
"Okay, that sounds good." I nodded. A warm bed did sound good. Why was I shivering so much? I clung to Carsen as he picked me up and asked him that.
"It's adrenaline." He cradled me in his arms. "It'll wear off, don't worry."
I was comforted by his words. They both walked me into their room and Lukas pulled back the blankets. Carsen carefully placed me in bed and climbed in after me after he kicked off his shoes. Lukas did the same on the other side. The blanket was pulled up over us and I was surrounded by their warmth.
"Thank you," I placed a hand on Lukas' chest and Carsen pressed into me from behind.
I nuzzled against Lukas' chest and pushed back against Carsen. They both held me tight and left kisses all over my skin. Carsen was right, the adrenaline wore off and was replaced with exhaustion. My eyes grew heavy and I passed out.
I stretched and yawned. My eyes slowly opened and closed before I shot up. I was not in my room. I looked around and the events of the night before flooded back to me. I was in their room.
My heart raced. Lukas and Carsen's room was much bigger than mine. It was huge in fact, with a big bed that I still lay in. The space was neat too, with soft carpeting, dark furniture and light mint-green walls. I ran a hand over the soft sheets and blankets. It felt like it had all been a dream. When I moved, however, my ass throbbed. I reached back and touched it.
Yeah, last night had definitely happened.
"Good morning," I glanced over at Lukas as he walked into the bedroom. "Did you sleep well?"
I slowly rolled onto my butt and winced. "I didn't even dream, that's how deep I slept." I ran my hand over my face and yawned. "What time is it?"
"Ten in the morning." He'd changed into a pair of sweats and that was all he wore as he padded over to me. "Are you better today?"
I nodded. "Yeah, sorry I got strange last night." I played with the blanket and then frowned. "Wait, it's ten in the morning? You're never up this early!"
Lukas smiled. "There was nothing strange about you.” He shrugged. ”I woke up to make you some breakfast. I figured you could use it." He held out a hand to me. "Hungry?"
