Paint

by Becca Jameson

  “I want both of you to remove everything,” Nathan said as he unbuttoned his shirt.

  Luke shivered. He shouldn’t have found the demand surprising, nor should he have cared after the nude scene he’d done in the center of the room on a raised platform for far more people to watch last time. But this was different. He didn’t want to fuck this up. He wanted to make Nathan proud.

  “Luke? Are you okay? You can back out, you know. Now or at any other point. Use red as your safe word if it gets to be too much.”

  Luke flinched. “No, Sir. I’m fine. I won’t need my safe word.” He hastily peeled his shirt over his head and then unbuttoned his jeans. Olivia was already naked next to him, and she took over, swatting his hands away and tugging on his zipper until his cock sprung free. She wrapped her palm around his length and held it tight. “Baby, you’re so needy.”

  Nathan stepped forward and pulled on Olivia’s arm. “Did I ask you to touch Luke?”

  “No.” Amazingly Olivia released Luke and stepped back.

  Nathan held a condom and lube, though Luke hadn’t paid close enough attention to realize where he’d gotten them. From his pocket maybe. In any case, Nathan stroked his hand up and down Luke’s cock, his touch firmer than Olivia’s and all-encompassing compared to her smaller hand. Just as Luke moaned, Nathan released him and rolled the condom down his hard-on. He popped the top of the lube with his teeth and poured a liberal amount on Luke’s shaft.

  After Nathan bent to set the lube on the ground, he grabbed Olivia and lifted her onto a stool in the center of the alcove.

  Luke lifted his gaze to the open area as the noise level increased around them. About a dozen people had gathered to watch. They were respectfully quiet, but even their murmurs and the shuffle of their feet sounded loud.

  “Luke, come.” Nathan’s command jerked Luke’s attention back to his lovers. “Stand behind Olivia.” He reached out with one hand.

  Luke followed his instructions, grasping Olivia’s hips as he took his position. She swayed slightly, causing him to worry she might fall. “Why the stool?”

  “Shh. Luke, no talking,” Nathan admonished. “But look down at yourself.” He smiled. “You line up perfectly with her ass now.”

  Luke dipped his head. Indeed his cock was right in line with Olivia’s ass.

  “We’re going to take our girl at the same time.”

  Olivia shook in Luke’s grasp, a shiver that seemed to start at the top and work its way down her body as though she’d just heard the most wonderful of suggestions for the first time in her life.

  Nathan stepped in front of Olivia. He still wore his jeans, but he’d removed his shirt, and the denim was lowered enough that his cock was free. He lined himself up with Olivia, set his hands on top of Luke’s and thrust into her without a word or even a stroke through her pussy in warning.

  Olivia screamed. “Dios mío.”

  Nathan held firmer, his hands squeezing Luke’s to keep Olivia from moving. “She’s not going to last long. She will enjoy this too much. Fuck her ass, Luke. Do it now.”

  Luke pulled one hand out from under Nathan’s and grasped his cock. He stroked the tip across Olivia’s tight hole while Nathan pulled her forward into him.

  Luke circled Olivia’s hole with his slippery cock, spreading the lube around her entrance. He released his length to press two fingers into her and scissor them. He didn’t want to hurt her.

  Olivia moaned. “Luke. Please.” She wiggled her ass toward him.

  Luke pulled his fingers out of her entrance and lined his cock up with her hole. Slowly, he entered her. He smiled. God, she was sexy. She set her forehead on Nathan’s shoulder and lifted onto her toes.

  Luke pushed into her an inch at a time, pulling out and reentering her so gradually she would hardly notice.

  Olivia wasn’t in need of such gentleness however. She lifted her body upright and bent her knees quickly, forcing Luke all the way into her ass. She sighed heavily when he was fully seated.

  Luke could not breathe. He was so fucking horny, and her rear was like a tight vise around his cock. Forget Olivia’s inability to last long. Luke would not make it two strokes in this position.

  “Oh, coño. Fuck me, both of you. Please. Move.” She almost shouted that last word.

  Nathan might have chuckled slightly, but he did as she requested, bucking into her over and over. “You heard the woman, Luke. Fuck her harder. She loves double penetration. She’s going to come so many times we’ll lose track.”

  Sure enough, as Nathan finished speaking, Olivia tightened her entire body and moaned.

  Luke could feel every pulse of her orgasm squeezing his cock. When she finally took a breath again, Luke thrust faster, closing his eyes against the people watching and the intensity of the sensation taking over his cock.

  “That’s it, Luke. Fuck her. Don’t hold back.” Nathan moved in rhythm with Luke, his cock brushing against Luke’s through the membrane of Olivia’s pussy.

  Nothing in Luke’s life had ever felt this fantastic. “Fuck. Oh, God. I’m gonna come.”

  “That’s…the…idea.” Nathan struggled with his words. If he felt half as good as Luke, it was no surprise.

  Olivia came again, squealing with delight as her body once again grasped Luke’s cock so tight his vision blurred. He came with her this time, unable to control himself another moment. And before he regained an ounce of sanity, Nathan’s orgasm joined the mix.

  It took several minutes before Luke could breathe easily again. He held Olivia around the waist below her breasts, enjoying the way they swayed and jiggled against his forearms. When he finally had the motor skills to move his hands, he reached up and cupped Olivia’s breasts, squeezing them enough to make her moan again. He loved that sound.

  “That was so fucking hot, Luke.” Nathan wrapped a hand around Luke’s neck and pulled him in for a kiss that they shared over Olivia’s shoulder. When he withdrew, he looked hard at Luke. “You okay?”

  “Better than ever, thanks to you two.”

  Olivia squirmed. She twisted herself around enough to kiss both Luke and Nathan soundly on the lips. “Let’s move this party to the apartment.”

  “Yes, Luke asked for a punishment, I believe, and I do aim to keep everyone who belongs to me happy.”

  Luke nodded his agreement. He hadn’t felt this sense of peace for so long he couldn’t remember what it was like.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Luke’s heart pounded as he glanced around Nathan and Olivia’s colorful living room. He was glad he’d been told to grasp his wrists behind his back because it hid the fact he was shaking. He’d asked for this. And he wanted it still. But that didn’t change his nerves.

  He needed the release. Years of pent-up frustration added to the remorse he felt for leaving Nathan and Olivia like he had and made him long for liberation from his own self-flagellation. He could only torture himself so much before he wanted to turn the reins over to someone else.

  Nathan.

  Nathan had exited the room, telling them not to move.

  Olivia remained perched on her knees, facing Luke. They were both naked. Olivia kept her gaze down, so low Luke doubted she even stared at his cock.

  Luke didn’t demure quite as much. He had his head tipped to the floor, but his gaze darted around before focusing on Olivia’s chest, the way her tits rose and fell with each shallow breath.

  Several minutes ticked by. Either Nathan was having difficulty finding what he wanted from the bedroom, or he simply wanted to delay the scene long enough to make Luke squirm.

  Whatever the case, Luke was indeed on the edge of losing his sanity waiting.

  When Nathan returned, he wore a simple robe. He’d made it clear that he was in charge this evening, even to Olivia. So far Olivia had taken him very seriously. She hadn’t uttered a single syllable during the ride home or since, not even in Spanish. And that was saying something.

  Nathan set several items on the couch behind Luke, a
fact Luke could only discern out of the corner of his eye.

  The coffee table had been removed from the center of the room, giving them plenty of space for whatever Nathan had planned.

  “Livi, darling, I want you to lie on your back now, legs spread wide, knees bent.”

  Olivia obeyed quickly, her body sprawled out in front of Luke, her thighs wide open to his view.

  “Luke, I want you to scoot forward so your knees butt up against Livi’s thighs, holding her open, and then lower your hands beside her head so you’re on all fours.”

  Luke walked himself forward on his knees and followed Nathan’s instructions.

  Nathan circled them. Luke watched his feet, once again from his peripheral vision. In between, he met Olivia’s gaze. She never glanced away. It felt like a game of twister. Olivia, one hand yellow… Luke, one foot green…

  At any moment Luke was going to be put to the test to hold this position through whatever Nathan chose to inflict upon him. And Luke knew it would be equally difficult for Olivia beneath him. Her tolerance for pain was non-existent. How would she endure pain to one of her lovers above her? Which one of them would collapse first under the weight of the game?

  Nathan set one hand on Luke’s ass and stroked across his cheek and up his spine. “So obedient tonight. Both of you. I’m pleased.”

  Neither of them responded.

  “Lean down and lick Livi’s tits, Luke. I want her a bit more eager. Wanton. Needy.”

  Luke’s arms shook as he did Nathan’s bidding, lowering himself as though he were doing modified pushups to reach her chest and flick her nipple with his tongue. He switched back and forth, increasing the pressure each time until he sucked first one and then the other into his mouth and released them with a pop.

  “Good job. That’s enough.”

  Olivia squirmed beneath Luke, and he knew she wanted more.

  “Livi, your job is to maintain eye contact with Luke while I flog him. Hold him in the zone with your gaze.”

  Olivia sucked in a breath. She hadn’t been entirely privy to what was about to occur. She hadn’t been with Luke when he’d asked Nathan in not so many words to enact this scene. Her eyes widened, but she held his gaze.

  “Luke, your job is to remain still as I lash at your ass. You have to trust me. I won’t draw blood. It’s not my aim to harm you in any permanent manner. I’m simply going to help you slip into a deeper level of submission. Each swat across your sweet ass will remind you who is in charge and guide you to respect my authority.

  “I don’t take this job lightly. I know your trust is a gift. And I’ll cherish it. In return, you’ll endure this flogging and release yourself from years of pent-up guilt. Sort of like the confessions you make. Let it go. Let each lash ease you away from your past, away from your regrets about walking out on us, and guide you toward your future. A future with us. A future where you can be yourself.”

  Luke listened intently to the wise words coming from Nathan’s mouth. He’d hit the nail on the head with his speech. Luke craved this punishment for so many reasons, and then he could forgive himself for years of castigation and the last month of indecision. His cock grew stiff and hung low between his legs.

  “I’m going to start now.” Nathan stepped away and returned moments later holding a black leather flogger. He held the soft lengths in front of Luke’s nose first. The smell of leather, combined with the smell of sex coming from Livi, was heady.

  Nathan trailed the soft tails of leather across Luke’s shoulder and down his back.

  Luke winced, totally unsure what he was getting into. He trusted Nathan implicitly, and that would get him through the whipping.

  When the leather disappeared, Luke held his breath.

  The first swish through the air made him stiffen before the flogger hit his skin. The sting was shocking. Luke rocked forward, gritting his teeth and fighting to keep his gaze on Olivia. A wince narrowed her gaze. She scrunched up her face as though she were also being flogged. Luke’s pain became hers.

  “Livi, I expect you to remain calm. This is what Luke needs. Not you. Do this for Luke.”

  Olivia let her face relax marginally.

  Luke felt the burn travel along the welt surely forming across his cheeks.

  “That is so fucking hot, Luke. My stripe on your skin makes my own cock hard.” And then a second strike hit, above the first, perhaps crisscrossing.

  Luke gasped, but the pain wasn’t as intense as before. The unexpected was becoming the expected.

  A third blow landed lower, across Luke’s thighs.

  Nathan paused, setting his fingers on one of the welts and trailing along its length. He repeated the action with the other two. “Are you okay, Luke?”

  “Yes, Sir. Um, Nathan.”

  “You can call me Sir for this scene. I understand you need it. I’ll keep going. You know what to expect now. Let each strike erase another piece of your guilt. Release your frustrations. Let them go. You don’t need that kind of burden. Eliminate it.”

  Luke listened to Nathan’s words. They made more sense now than they had before Nathan started this flogging. Luke understood. Each swat to his body unleashed more of his stress. He wanted to feel more. Craved it.

  And he got what he desired.

  Nathan set up a rhythm, three more strikes in a row and then his soothing hands on Luke’s burning skin. The sensation switched from pain to something altogether different. Arousal even. His cock got harder as he released his frustrations with himself and the world at large.

  “Livi, play with your clit while Luke pays his dues. Get yourself worked up, baby. Luke’s going to need a hard fuck when I’m done.”

  He lost track of how many times Nathan flogged him. Two more sets?

  Luke’s body got heavy, and his elbows threatened to collapse. He released a long sigh, the tension amazingly leaving his body when it seemed he should have been more on edge than before. His need switched from wanting to be flogged to wanting to fuck the hell out of both of his partners.

  His eyes were glazed, but Olivia did as she was told, holding his gaze, smiling even, encouragingly.

  Something hit the floor, making Luke flinch. He twisted to see the flogger lying beside him.

  Nathans hands were both on Luke’s ass then, kneading his skin. “Fuck me. You’re incredible. Do you know how hot I am for both of you right now?”

  Luke knew. He swallowed, closing his eyes as he savored the touch on each welt.

  Olivia broke the silence. “Tengo queso,” she screamed, filling the room with her beautiful language.

  Luke knew by now what she needed by her tone alone. She was horny as hell and needed release. In fact, she squirmed beneath him.

  “Put her out of her misery, Luke. Fuck her pussy hard.”

  Luke paused for a second. No condom—she was on the pill, but still it was a risk. At the same time, being bare with her the way Nathan was, feeling her pussy clench at his cock without the latex protection, he was desperate for that. He absorbed the neediness of her expression, thought about what he really wanted from the two of them. And knew that no matter what, they would be his family. Luke lowered himself to meet her and slammed into her with a grunt.

  “Coño de la madre. Fuck me.”

  Luke thrust deeper as Olivia tilted her pelvis up to encourage him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held on for the ride. Her hand grabbed his biceps, her nails digging into his skin.

  He didn’t care. All he cared about was the release he needed so desperately.

  Nathan kneeled down alongside them.

  Luke turned his face to see Nathan stroking his cock. “So hot, baby. So fucking incredible.”

  Luke paused, balls deep in Olivia. He turned his face toward Nathan and licked his lips.

  Nathan moaned, reaching out to grip Luke’s neck and pulling him closer so Luke could suck Nathan’s cock in deep.

  Olivia whimpered. “Chúpalo, Luke. Suck him hard.” Her hands moved to his waist, g
iving Nathan and Luke more space. “Dios mío. I need you both so much.”

  Luke sucked Nathan in deeper, his cheeks hollowing with the urgency he felt to make both his lovers come hard.

  It didn’t take long before Nathan groaned and gripped Luke’s head tighter, holding him firmly against Nathan’s cock. His come shot down Luke’s throat in quick pulses.

  In less than a minute, Nathan slipped out of Luke’s mouth. He leaned down to set his forehead against Luke’s. “Finish her off now.”

  Luke let his gaze shift back to Olivia. She held her breath as though she couldn’t move until Luke did. Luke eased out of her and then thrust back in. His cock ached with need. She felt so wet and warm and incredible.

  Nathan’s fingers wormed their way between Luke’s body and Olivia’s pussy. He stroked her clit as Luke continued to fuck her. “Let it go, Livi. I know how much you need the release. Almost as much as our Luke.”

  Olivia screamed as she came, her pussy gripping Luke’s cock enough to throw him over the edge with her. When he was spent, he collapsed on top of her, barely keeping himself off her enough to let her breathe.

  He heaved long lungfuls of oxygen. And then he eased to her side, careful not to roll too far and risk letting the edges of his welts hit the throw rug. When his cock popped free of her pussy, he lifted up on one elbow. “We didn’t use a condom.” He narrowed his gaze at Olivia first and then twisted his head to look at Nathan.

  Olivia trailed one hand up his arm and cupped his cheek. “I’m on the pill, baby. And we’re all clean.”

  “I know, but still, there’s a chance.”

  Olivia scraped fingers across her scalp. “And you took it because?”

  “Because whatever happens, you’re my family.”

  She smiled. “We are. So stop worrying so hard. You’re supposed to be more relaxed now, not grasping at new stresses.”

  Nathan spoke next. “You’ve paid your debt. A debt you didn’t owe me or Olivia. I expect you to let it go now.”