Home and Heart

by Sean Michael

  “Sure. You and Derek should come up later. It’ll be fun.”

  Sawyer waved and bent back to work, so Luke went to call Derek.

  “’Lo?”

  “Good morning. Do you know where your boy is?”

  “Huh? My who?”

  “Sawyer. You know he didn’t sleep all night, right? And that now instead of sleeping he’s out in the garden working like a sweaty, dirty maniac.” If he didn’t know that Sawyer needed a keeper, he wouldn’t be pushing it, but everything about Sawyer begged for a master to help keep him on an even keel.

  “Dude. That sounds like less than fun.”

  “Exactly. So maybe you should go do something about that, eh? Come on up later. We’ll have lunch and other stuff.”

  Derek chuckled. “Okay.”

  “Okay. Talk to you later.” He hung up and went to the window, grinning when he saw Derek, wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs, making his way over to Sawyer. Good deal.

  He turned his attention back to breakfast. The eggs had now been cooking for way too long, so he tossed them and cracked some new ones into the pan. Then he moved the stuff on the table to a tray—Benny was clearly not going to be up anytime soon if he didn’t go and help him out.

  Benny was sleeping, plugged and pinked ass bare and up in the air like a target. It was more than he could resist. He set the tray down on the bedside table and took off his robe. He climbed onto the bed and swatted that fine bubble butt. Nice and hard. The swat rang out, his palm burning for a moment where it had connected with Benny’s naked ass.

  “Motherfucker!” Benny popped up like a jack-in-the-box.

  “It’s not your mother I’m interested in,” he noted dryly. Then he rubbed Benny’s ass before swatting it again. “When did you get such a foul mouth?”

  “When you fucking started swatting before breakfast.”

  That made him chuckle, and he rubbed the lovely ass before bending to kiss one cheek, and then the other.

  “Mmm. That’s better.”

  “Hedonist.” He rubbed some more. “You’re going to have to sit on it to eat the breakfast I made you.” He patted Benny’s hip to get him moving.

  “Oh, you spoil me, man. Thank you.” Benny sat up gingerly and gave him a slow, burning kiss.

  “All part of the package.” He wasn’t only into the spanking or whatever. He wanted the aftercare, the love, the spoiling, the being together.

  Benny nuzzled his jaw. “Mmm. You want to feed each other?”

  “I do. That’s why I brought the food in.” He dipped a corner of his toast into one of the egg yolks and then held it up to Benny’s lips. “I made your favorite bacon—the sea salt and honey one.”

  “Oh… yum.” That earned him another happy kiss. Someone was cheery this morning.

  It was amazing what a little attention and a lot of love could do for a man. For this man.

  He offered over a piece of bacon, along with another bit of yolk-dipped toast. Benny ate eagerly, then fed him a bite in return, taking care to make sure he got the best bits.

  “You take good care of me, Benny.” He rested his hand on Benny’s thigh.

  “You think so?” Benny searched his eyes.

  He looked back at Benny, staring at him. “I know so. Why are you questioning that?”

  “I’m not.”

  “No? You sure?” It had sounded like Benny was to him. He fed Benny another piece of bacon.

  “God, I love that stuff. So good.” Benny crunched away, and it made him laugh.

  They’d have to work extra this weekend to keep their arteries from hardening, but he did love feeding his baby bacon.

  They polished off breakfast, then went to do dishes together, as they had for years. Afterward, they returned to the bedroom, and he glanced out the window. Sawyer wasn’t outside anymore. Good. Derek must have found something to occupy him with.

  “Shall we go down and get the kid and his guy?”

  “Do you like him?”

  “You mean Sawyer?” Because Benny knew Derek and wasn’t threatened by him.

  “Yeah. He’s…. He’s a hard-core sub, huh?”

  “He is.” He knew Derek would move heaven and earth to try to give Sawyer what he needed. Kid was lucky he had someone to teach him the things he needed to know.

  “Are you going to be his too, do you think? I know you like him. Are drawn to him.”

  “You don’t think I’m master enough for both of you?”

  “That’s a trick question.”

  “I didn’t mean it as one. Besides, I think Derek might have something to say about the matter.”

  Benny frowned at him. “I don’t want you to replace me, but I’m not… I’m not as subby as him. I can tell. I could top him.”

  “Benny. I’m not looking for a replacement. No one could ever replace you. I like you just as you are. You’re exactly what I want.” He was doing something wrong if Benny wasn’t confident in his place.

  “He’s just….” Benny sighed. “He’s so pretty and perfect and nice. Like genuinely nice.”

  “Whereas you are a total brat who is ugly as sin and a total asshole.” Luke snorted. “And that was sarcasm, boy. You are a brat, but I like that. You’re perfect for me.” He stroked Benny’s back. “Does it wig you out? That you want to top him?”

  “A little. It’s weird.”

  “He’d let you.” Luke wasn’t sure it was what either Benny or Sawyer needed, but Sawyer would totally be willing. Benny was right—he was a genuinely nice man. Derek had picked a good man to fall for. “But I’m not sure Derek would let you.”

  “No? Derek’s not real toppy. Or he hasn’t been. He seems happy to be with you.”

  “That’s because he’s a happy, easy guy. And that’s why he’s going to learn how to be a Dom, because he’s going to want to give Sawyer what Sawyer needs. But I think there’s a possessive streak inside him he’s not even aware of yet.” Luke knew all about that possessive streak. He had it in spades when it came to Benny.

  “Yeah?” Benny leaned against him. “It’ll be fun, watching you teach Derek how to do this.”

  “You going to be nice?” Benny had a wicked streak that you had to get used to.

  “Probably not, but I’ll try.” Benny winked at him, teasing playfully.

  Luke laughed. As much as anything at Benny’s honesty.

  “So, what are they up to today? Derek and the sunshine boy?”

  “I told them to join us later. I might have said we’d come down and get them.”

  “Ah. Okay. So, we should go?”

  “We can finish our conversation. I want to know how you feel about there being four of us having benefits now.”

  “I don’t know. I mean, it was super hot, but I didn’t expect him to be, like, this professional sub. That’s intimidating.”

  He did need to do work with Benny. His boy should know that he was his. “So are you planning to start behaving?” He was pretty sure the answer was no. He hoped the answer was no.

  “Not really, no. I get off on pushing you.”

  “Good boy.” He rolled over on top of Benny and gave him a kiss, controlling it, mastering his boy. He pushed his knee between Benny’s legs, nudging the plug hard. He wanted his boy revved up, needing.

  He pinched one nipple, then the other, loving the way those little bits of flesh hardened for him. He rolled them, then leaned forward to bite one tight bud, hard.

  “Fuck!”

  “Yeah, that’s coming.” One kiss melted into another. “First we’re going to head downstairs and give our good friends a lesson, hmm? After your nips are aching and swollen?”

  “No….”

  “Yeah. I want to be able to make them ache just looking at them.” He pinched again, twisting the right one harder than the left. He’d never had these pierced because he could spend hours biting and pinching them. Some days he made Benny come without ever touching his cock.

  Benny arched for him, offering him one low mo
an after another. Every time he pinched, Benny would buck.

  “Stop. No more.”

  He chuckled. “You don’t really want it to stop, do you?”

  Benny glared at him.

  He chuckled and pinched harder. “I could use my teeth, boy.”

  “No more. They burn.”

  That was his cue. He leaned in and used his teeth, biting gently at first, but then with more force.

  Benny was leaking hard beneath him, ass working the plug in time with his bites.

  “No coming from this. Not now. I want you hard and needing when we go see Derek and Sawyer.”

  “Master! You can’t….”

  “Of course I can. I am.” He used his thumb to pinch his nail over the right nipple, working it. “What should we teach Derek today, my love?”

  Benny’s answer was a moan, then a quiet “How to beat you for doing my nipples?”

  “It gets me off, seeing them swollen and hard, red and stiff. Don’t you want me staring at you?”

  “You cheat….”

  He grinned. “There is no cheating in BDSM. What if we get you super tender, then challenge Derek to make Sawyer’s match?”

  Benny’s eyes lit up. “Oh, that would be so cruel. So hot.”

  Leaning in, he took one of Benny’s nipples in and sucked hard, pulling the flesh away from Benny’s chest. He pressed the swollen nub against the back of his teeth with his tongue, pulling rhythmically. Benny’s hands were holding his head, his boy crying out again and again.

  He flicked his tongue back and forth across the tip of Benny’s nipple as he rubbed his teeth along the rest of it.

  “Please, Master. Please, I need to come.”

  “No. I said you couldn’t.” He growled and moved to Benny’s other nipple, blew on it before taking it into his mouth. He bit and sucked, tugging hard with his teeth as he pinched and rolled the one he’d just finished with. He wanted to challenge Derek and Sawyer as much as he wanted to challenge his boy.

  He rubbed the nipple not in his mouth with his thumb, pressing it in. The skin was hot, swollen, begging for his attention. He gave it, working both nipples like he was getting paid for it.

  “I’m going to shoot. Master. Please. I can’t hold on.”

  “Good boy for telling me.” Benny was trying hard, he could tell.

  He rummaged through his side table drawer and came up with a leather cock ring. He didn’t tease, not if Benny was close—another day he might want to push Benny into a punishment, but today he wanted that cock needy when they joined Derek and Sawyer. Benny keened softly as he was ringed, then began to pant.

  “Thank you. Thank you.”

  “Can you take more, boy?”

  “Yes, Master. Yes. More.”

  He did love it when Benny embraced his need and begged for it. He kept going, twisting the swollen flesh now as he abused it.

  Benny watched, eyes heavy-lidded as the sweet tits pressed into Luke’s fingers. He kept going, and Benny became restless, unable to remain still the longer he stayed on the hot flesh.

  Once the flesh was dark and bruised and swollen so desperately that the touch of air would make them throb, he decided they were ready. “Come on, boy. Let’s go give Derek his first lesson.”

  “I don’t think I can wear a shirt, Master.”

  “Mmm…. No. I think I want to be able to keep them hard.” He reached out and rolled Benny’s bound cock and balls, making his boy whimper.

  Nodding, he got up. “You’re ready.”

  “Sweats?” Benny asked.

  He grabbed a pair of Benny’s sweats, kept on hand for just such an occasion. He tossed them at Benny and grabbed his own, along with a T-shirt. Then they headed downstairs, both of them hard and aching, both of them ready to play.

  Luke looked at both doors, pondering, then knocked on Sawyer’s.

  Derek opened the door, bare naked. “Hey. I’m trying to convince Sawyer to take a nap.”

  Luke chuckled. “I’m here to help.”

  “I’m here to make sure the two of you blow his mind.” Benny gave Derek that wicked grin of his.

  Derek stood back, inviting them in.

  Sawyer was curled up on the sofa, lips kiss-swollen and parted. These two did like their kisses. It was sweet. Luke wasn’t sweet—they needed him.

  “You want to play out here or in the bedroom?” Sawyer had a good setup—decadent, the furniture good to play on. He didn’t think Sawyer had necessarily chosen it that way on purpose, but subconsciously the guy had known exactly what he needed.

  “Play?” Derek asked, eyes wide. “Luke?”

  “You use him hard and he’ll fall right asleep for you. Sawyer needs a lot, but he’s not going to ask for it. Not yet. You need to be proactive. I told you I’d teach you. Now is your first lesson.”

  “But… are you sure?” Derek glanced at Benny, humming softly. “You’ve been busy.”

  “Uh-huh. I’m going to guide you to making Sawyer’s nips match Benny’s.”

  Sawyer’s gasp was soft, but the need in it was audible as Sawyer’s eyes sought out the dark, swollen, aching nubs on Benny’s chest.

  Luke stood behind Derek. “Look at the need in his eyes, Derek. Pay attention to his body—it will tell you what he needs, what he wants.”

  “What do you want me to do?”

  “Get him naked and in bed,” Luke whispered in Derek’s ear. “He’ll go sound to sleep once you’re done.”

  Derek went to Sawyer and held out his hands. “Come with me, babe.”

  Sawyer didn’t hesitate, hands sliding into Derek’s, letting Derek pull him up and lead him down the hall. Luke and Benny followed.

  Derek pulled Sawyer’s shirt off, eased down the loose shorts. Sawyer clung to him, moaning when Derek brought their mouths together.

  Luke wanted to moan too, the kisses they shared hot as hell to watch, but he had a job to do, a lesson to teach. They were going to have so much fun together.

  “I want you to look at Benny’s nipples, Derek. I want you to make Sawyer’s as hard, as dark, as swollen.”

  “Do they hurt?” Derek asked, directing the question at Benny.

  “They throb. I want to come, so bad.”

  Luke chuckled and swatted Benny’s ass. “Take off those sweats, boy. Let Derek and Sawyer see how badly you need.”

  Derek moaned at the sight of Benny’s package. “Oh yum.” Derek reached out and cupped Benny’s cock.

  Benny hissed and humped Derek’s hand. Derek didn’t let go, but he shook his head.

  “I don’t think you’re allowed to do that, are you?”

  Luke grinned—the kid had damn good instincts. “No, he’s not.”

  “He touched!” Benny groaned, and Derek chuckled softly.

  “I’m allowed to touch. You aren’t allowed to try to come.” Derek was a quick learner. He was, however, focused on the wrong man.

  “You’re falling down on your task, Derek. Sawyer’s nipples. Focus.”

  “His are pierced.”

  “They still bruise, honey.”

  Derek’s eyes went wide, but he turned to Sawyer. “I’m gonna make your nipples look like Benny’s. Only prettier, thanks to the jewelry.” Derek climbed onto the bed and bent to Sawyer’s nipples.

  Sawyer gasped, wide-eyed, staring over at them in a delicious shock.

  Luke gave him a smile and sat on the end of the bed, bringing Benny down with him so they could watch comfortably.

  Derek bent to Sawyer’s right nipple, taking it into his mouth.

  “Suck it first, Dee, and get it hard. You’ll need to start slow on the biting.”

  Sawyer groaned and bucked at the word biting. Then he bucked again as Derek began sucking.

  “Hands up, Sawyer. Above your head for your master.”

  Sawyer whimpered softly, hands moving to clasp behind his head.

  Derek groaned, fingers sliding along the insides of Sawyer’s arms. Good. The kid was turned on by that. Next time he’d have t
o give the order himself.

  Luke nudged Derek.

  “Good boy,” Derek said.

  Luke grinned and resisted saying the same thing.

  Sawyer smiled, the look gentle. “Thank you… Sir?”

  Derek smiled back. “Do you think I’ve earned that? I don’t want you to call me that if it’s not time yet.”

  Sawyer looked worried, but he nodded, hands staying still.

  “I like the way it sounds. And I want to learn for you.”

  “I’m here. I’ll teach you.” Luke would make sure Derek learned what he needed to do right by Sawyer. Because he didn’t think Sawyer would be able to do without a master for the rest of his life.

  Sawyer needed beautifully, and Derek would thrive having a sub to care for, to dominate.

  He patted Derek’s ass in encouragement.

  Derek hummed and kept working Sawyer’s nipples. He sucked on one and pinched and twisted the other one. Luke could see the little nubs, all hard and growing pinker. They’d be bruised and swollen soon.

  He drew Benny closer to him, settling him so that he could stroke and tug too, keep his boy revved up. Benny groaned and rubbed back against him.

  Sawyer began to undulate beneath Derek, moaning and whimpering as Derek worked his nipples.

  “You can start to use your teeth, Dee.”

  Sawyer keened suddenly, telling Luke that Derek was following instructions.

  “Start with just rubbing your teeth along the bud, over and over.” He was hard as a rock, this lesson turning him on.

  Derek moaned and did as he suggested, Sawyer humping the air pretty solidly. The sounds that came out of his mouth spoke of pleasure and need.

  “Don’t shoot, Sawyer,” Derek whispered.

  “Yes, S….”

  Derek pulled back and looked up at Sawyer. “Yes…?”

  “You said not to call you Sir.”

  “Oh. Yeah. If you didn’t think I’d earned it yet. I guess I was hoping I had.” Derek shrugged casually.

  “I didn’t want to offend you….” Sawyer flushed, shrinking away from Derek. “I’m just tired, I think.”

  “No! It’s okay. I probably haven’t actually earned it yet. Come back here.”

  Poor Sawyer was used to orders, while Derek was used to his lovers having options.

  “You could be my Sir, if you wanted to.”