by Ruby Keller
“Yes, yes” John gleefully smiled. “My boy truly is good at keeping secrets. So I believe celebrations are in order? All the more reason to party hard tonight.”
When we reached, the place was almost packed, which wasn’t surprising since it wasn’t just an event for littles and Daddies. The club owner, Nick, was close to Lance but he was so busy he couldn’t even come over. He just waved politely at us from behind the bar and went back to instructing the bartender. Most of the people were dancing so it wasn’t hard to find seats. Lance and I had Elijah on our combined lap while Michael was on John’s.
Michael beamed as he looked around. “Nice crowd tonight. We don’t have such a big crowd when they have events just for Littles and Daddies. Hey Elijah, look what I can do.”
Michael stood up and stepped before the nearby pole, turning around and standing against it. With his back still pressed up against the pole, he seductively looked at John and slowly moved down while shaking his hips side to side until he was sitting on the floor. Elijah looked at me, gaping in awe, and then beginning to giggle and clap.
All he needed was Elijah’s encouragement, for now he suddenly jumped up from where he sat and grabbed onto the pole, shaking his hips in snake-like motions while moving his hands down his body. “Do you like that, Daddy?”
John was visibly aroused as he cheered him on with a wide smile. “We have a dancing pole in our gym now. He’s been practicing hard lately. He must’ve been dying to show off his moves-” then putting his hands next to his mouth he shouted- ”That’s my boy! Yeah, show off those moves.”
When he threw his legs in the air and wrapped them around the pole before sliding down slowly, Elijah looked at me to make sure I was seeing what he was seeing. Then he whispered, “I want to be able to do that, Daddy. Can we have a pole installed in our gym too? I’d love to practice with Michael.”
Lance held onto his hand. “But we don’t have a gym at our home, sweetheart. There isn’t enough room at our place. We can have one installed at the gym at my home in the city if you’d like.”
It was times like these that I regretted living at our home in the woods. It simply wasn’t big enough for the three of us. I had to have a serious discussion with Elijah about moving into Lance’s mansion sometime soon.
After a few more seductive moves, Michael let go of the pole and stepped before John, turning around and shaking his hips seductively as he bent over and grabbed his ankles.
Elijah giggled and whispered to us. “Imagine the things he does with his Daddy in bed if he’s this flexible. I’ll learn a few moves from him and we’ll see how it looks in our bedroom.”
My eyes widened from arousal at the thought of our boy bending over and grabbing his ankles in the nude inches away from us. My dick twitched in my pants when Elijah wiggled in my lap. When I looked over at Lance, he was visibly aroused at the idea too.
“Let’s dance, Daddy.” Michael took John’s hand who stood up, the semi he had popped quite apparent as Michael led him away from us and onto the dance floor. John had killer moves and it was no surprise Michael was catching up to him.
When Michael waved at us to join him, Elijah got out of our laps and offered his hands. "They're so good, Daddy."
I took his hand and stood up while Lance followed. "Yup. They look like professionals. They must've practiced for hours."
Being brought up in a controlling environment by his father Elijah was never allowed to leave the house, so the only dancing he knew was from watching TV.
We stepped onto the dance floor next to them, Elijah dancing between us while he still watched them in fascination. When John's moves got too raunchy, Lance and I looked at each other and nodded. We emulated John's moves, moving up close to our boy until he was sandwiched between us.
Elijah stopped staring at them and now looked at us in surprise as we shook our hips and ground our bodies against our boy in the middle. Wrapping his arms around my waist he began emulating Michael's moves, taking turns turning around so he paid equal attention to both of us. He was visibly aroused from having his body so close to his Daddies. His chest heaved as he breathed hard and his big eyes narrowed as he got more turned on every second.
When he turned around to face Lance this time, I put my hands on his hips. When Lance instinctively kissed him, I joined in, planting my lips on their joined lips in our first three-way kiss. We took turns wildly sucking on each other's tongues. I could hardly tell whose tongue I was sucking on but it didn't matter. I had my men with me and that's all that mattered. When we broke the kiss, Michael cheered and whistled while Elijah blushed.
It was Elijah's first public kiss. There was such a big change in him ever since he returned from the hospital. It was a sign that the therapy and anti-anxiety pills were working. He could finally be himself in public without worrying about what others thought. He wouldn't probably be willing to show PDA out in the open but showing it in a gay-friendly environment was enough of a step in the right direction. That was all we wanted from him, baby steps to becoming who he would've been were he not physically abused all his life.
Chapter 11: Elijah
Last night had been special. It was the first time I could dance and kiss without worrying about what others thought. Having my Daddies take turns sucking on my tongue was as hot as kissing got. It was so different from kissing just one of them. Having both their lips on mine at the same time felt so special; like I was the bond that held my Daddies together.
As I woke up in bed on a bright Saturday morning, I rolled over to face Lance. It felt so good to have two big and burly men on either side in bed. It made me feel safe and protected, which meant I slept like a baby all night.
Now I stared at Lance and sighed, taking in his handsome face. I loved that he looked so different from Oliver despite them having similarly muscular bodies. Lance's face was pretty and clean-shaven yet masculine. Oliver's on the other hand was rugged with just the right amount of facial hair.
Just months ago, I was so sure I had everything I needed. But then Lance walked into our lives and changed everything. My love for Oliver only got stronger ever since, and now that I knew he liked Oliver too I couldn't wait for us to be a happy family.
It had been quite surrealistic when I saw them holding hands and wanting to announce something important. I knew they had feelings for each other when I saw Lance blush, but I thought it would take weeks before they realized it themselves or did something about it. I was glad things were going faster between them, which shouldn't have been a surprise considering they had one big thing in common - they both loved me to pieces.
When Lance slowly blinked his eyes open, he smiled and caressed my face. "What are you looking at, sweetheart?"
"Nothing." I shook my head and wrapped my arms around him, giving him a peck on the lips. "Thank you for coming into our lives, Daddy. Our lives are so much better with you in it."
"I feel the same about you two." He stroked my cheek with his thumb. "Do you want to talk outside so we don't wake up your Daddy?"
"Too late for that," Oliver said from behind, moving closer until his body was pressed up against my back, the morning wood in his boxer briefs poking me in the ass. "Ah, this is how I want to wake up for the rest of my life, with my men next to me and surrounded by the trees."
The windows on our walls were so big, they looked more like wall-to-ceiling glass doors, streaming in all the sunlight and giving us a beautiful view of the trees surrounding us.
I turned around to lie on my back and face the ceiling, so I could take turns looking at their handsome faces.
"Is that morning wood or are you just happy to see me?" Oliver poked at the tent in my briefs.
"Both." I giggled. "Kissing you both at the same time was so hot last night. I had a dream that we kissed like that again."
"Oh, no." Lance smiled. "Then we'll have to make it come true. What kind of Daddies would we be if we didn't make our boy's every dream come true?"
Lance caug
ht me by surprise, rolling over on top of me and planting his lips onto mine.
Oliver chuckled before moving his face closer. "Don't leave me out. Make some room."
When he joined in, it felt just as amazing as last night to have their tongues wildly pushing in and out of me, sometimes together. This time they had their bare upper bodies pressed up against mine. A boy could only take so much arousal, so I moaned into their joined mouths. When they began groping my body with their big strong hands, I was so turned on I could barely breathe. My Daddies were going to give me a heart attack at the age of eighteen.
When they moved their kisses onto my neck, I writhed under their strong bodies pinning me down and let out a loud moan. "Daddy Lance...Daddy Oliver. I love you both so much."
They stopped laying tiny kisses and said they loved me back before moving their kisses onto my chest. When they flicked their tongues on my pecks, I stuck my head up and watched them nibble on my nipples while they looked into each other's eyes. I ran my hands through their hair, holding onto their heads.
Lance pulled away from my chest and looked at me. "How do you feel about this, my sweet boy?"
He took Oliver's face in his hands and gave him a long and aggressive kiss, nibbling on his lips when he was done and looking at me.
"You both are going to drive me crazy." My hand wandered down to my crotch and I adjusted my boner which was begging to be released.
"Let's get this out of the way." Oliver pulled my briefs down, letting my dick spring free. They both looked down at it with wide eyes, scanning every inch of my stark-naked body with their hungry eyes. I felt very conscious about having my lean body being the center of attention, which was tiny compared to their big, strong, and muscular bodies. But clearly, they enjoyed what they saw, for their dicks vigorously twitched and strained against the fabric.
"Our beautiful boy." Lance rubbed his hand on my inner thigh, his warm touch causing me to shiver.
I tugged at their boxer briefs and they swiftly pulled them down, revealing their throbbing members.
"Your sweet body will help bring your Daddies physically closer." Oliver finally looked up at me and smiled with lust in his eyes.
"Nothing would make me happier. Do with my body as you please." I grabbed onto their big biceps, stroking them while Lance continued staring at my body.
Chapter 12: Lance
It was so hot that his body was so different from ours. I looked up at Oliver and put my hand on his pecs, stroking them softly and feeling up how muscular they were. Leaning over, I put his nipple between my lips and nibbled on it, licking it occasionally with my tongue. It felt so different from sucking on Elijah's nipples, but they were both so hot.
Why was I ever even conflicted about liking Oliver's body? Sure, it was muscular and I was into twinks, but when I pulled back and looked at his strong muscular body, I was beginning to realize I had missed out by ignoring muscular men all my life. It was nice to run my fingers on his hard abs and grab onto his big biceps. It was like I was rediscovering my sexual preferences all over again, learning new things about the male body, and being fascinated by how attractive it was.
"What do you say, Lance?" Oliver grinned. "We show our boy some good time?"
I nodded and joined him in pulling our boy's legs over his head and holding them in place. I moved my face down to his ass cheek and kissed it. Oliver mirrored what I did, nibbling on it just like me while Elijah shivered and moaned. Looking at each other, we moved our kissing and licking closer to each other, eventually reaching his tight hole and taking turns flicking our tongues over it.
"Fuck," was all Elijah managed to say after another moan.
We flicked our tongues together this time and I sucked on his when they touched. We kissed gently with our lips and tongues still partly on his hole.
He stuck his head up and watched us make out between his cheeks. "Fuck, that's such a hot sight."
I broke the kiss and looked up at him to smile. "Your hole looks too tight for a boy who has two Daddies. No worries, though. We'll loosen it up for you."
Grabbing lube from the nightstand, Oliver put some of it on our fingers.
I pushed in a finger first. "It's so tight and warm in there."
"Let me test it for myself." Oliver pushed a finger in when I pulled out. "Yup, I can confirm."
Elijah giggled, watching us from between his legs. "My Daddies are so silly."
"You won't be smiling for long." I pushed in two fingers, beginning to stretch his hole and making him moan with pleasure as his smile faded. "Told you so."
We began pushing our fingers in and out of his hole wildly, stretching his hole with each thrust. Oliver was able to hit his spot each time while I was more focused on watching his hole gape each time we pulled out. When Oliver added a second finger too, our combined four fingers could barely fit in. He shivered and moaned loudly while we stayed in for a brief moment before pulling out.
"Let's see who can suck better dick," I said to Oliver and moved my mouth to Elijah's crotch. "Our boy will be the judge."
"Oh, you're on," Oliver said with a smirk, which made Elijah giggle and shake his head.
Oliver held onto the base of Elijah's dick and offered it to me. He was such a gentleman. I wrapped my lips around his glans and pushed it in, running my tongue along the length and feeling my boy throb in my mouth.
I moved my head up and down, looking at Oliver who waited for his turn patiently, looking at me wide-eyed. I was known to get greedy once I started sucking, so it wasn't a surprise that Oliver got tired of waiting and moved his mouth onto his balls, licking and sucking on them.
When I finally pulled it out of my mouth, Oliver instantly put it in his. His style was so different from mine, occasionally pulling it out to lick along the length and jerk it off. I looked up at our boy who was watching down at us with big eyes and mouth slightly open with arousal.
"Tell your Daddies how it feels, honey." Oliver looked up at him expectantly.
His eyes twinkled. "So. Fucking. Good!"
When we started taking turns with his dick, he moaned with each turn.
"So who won, sweetheart?" I asked, already knowing what he was going to say.
"Huh?" He asked in confusion and then giggled. "Oh, you mean who sucked it better? I have no favorites."
"I'll ask you when your Daddy isn't here," I whispered and scrunched up my nose. "I can understand. You don't want to hurt his feelings."
Oliver chuckled and went back to his cock, laying soft kisses on the head, causing Elijah to shiver and moan. I too moved my mouth to his crotch and with his dick trapped between our mouths, we kissed passionately. When one of us stuck their tongue out, the other sucked on it along with the head of our boy's cock. Then we ran our tongues along the length before kissing each other with his glans in between.
When we opened our eyes and stopped to look up at our boy, he had a shocked expression on his face. "Again! Do it again! It felt so good."
How could we say no to our sweet boy when he looked so cute asking us with his big puppy dog eyes? We went down on him together again, knowing we were doing a good job when he squirmed and moaned at the top of his voice, his hands on our heads wildly running through our hair.
"Fuck," he said between moans as he breathed hard. "I can't take it like this anymore. I'm gonna cum."
I grabbed onto his shaft and jerked him off while we continued kissing with the glans between our mouths. Rope after rope of cum shot up in our mouths as he shook wildly. We continued swapping our boy's cum between our mouths through kisses even after his orgasm subsided.
"Damn, my Daddies suck a mean cock." His hands continued running through our hair after we broke the kiss.
"Want to taste your cum?" Oliver moved his face up to his and kissed him on the lips. I joined in and we had a three-way kiss, except this time we sucked on each other's tongues while swapping our boy's cum.
When we broke the kiss, he looked down at our erections and grabb
ed onto them. "My turn! Can I suck on them now, please?"
I laughed and nodded. "Such a polite boy. Yes, you can."
He smiled ear to ear and sat up. With our erections still in his hands, we kneeled before him. He looked up at us, blinking slowly as he began jerking us off. When he put his dick in his mouth, I turned to Oliver and put a hand on his face.
I caressed his face with my hand. "Isn't our boy the best in the whole world?"
He just nodded between moans, having too good a time to be able to speak. I leaned in and planted my lips on his, silencing his moans with my mouth. When I broke the kiss and looked down, he had begun taking turns sucking on us.
“Isn’t our boy’s mouth so tight and warm?” Oliver said.
I grinned and nodded. “Just like his tight hole. I could spend hours in either. Too bad I can’t last that long, not with the way he works our cocks.”
He twinkled up at us with my fat dick in his mouth, his chest swelling up with pride from hearing us praise his skills.
We both ran our hands wildly through his hair as he now tried taking both of us in his mouth at the same time. While I appreciated the effort, it was an impossible feat. He continued trying nevertheless, for such was our boy in going to lengths to please his Daddies.
"Are you okay, sweetheart?" I said when he gasped for air after he pulled our cocks out of his mouth.
He nodded and smiled. "I can do it, Daddy. I just need to practice more."
"You don't have to do it." Oliver stroked his lips and smiled. "Your jaw's gonna hurt trying to fit us both, honey. Your Daddies are happy waiting for our turn."
He nodded again and I was glad Oliver preferred our boy's well-being over feeling good himself. Elijah was too eager to please us but what he didn't realize was that we already had the only thing we wanted from him, his love and happiness.
Oliver and I looked at each other while he continued taking turns sucking on us. Oliver looked so hot when he closed his eyes and moaned in pleasure, his mouth slightly open as he breathed heavily. I leaned in and nibbled on his nipple, which made him shiver. He held onto my head in his chest as he began shooting his cum in Elijah's mouth. Halfway through, Elijah put my cock in his mouth too, making me feel Oliver's cum in his mouth. It really got me going as I too began to shake and shiver, cumming in our boy's already full mouth.
