I just blushed. Before I had to respond or figure out what to say, because I wasn’t sure if I could make my brain work or not, Ryan’s fingers dipped under the waistband and started to ease them down. My cock sprang out and every drop of blood rushed to my dick as it finally stretched out in front of me.
Dare’s fingers raked over my ass as he whispered against me, “Oh, the things I want to do to this ass. You’re going to love it. I know it.” Then his whispers turned erotic. “I’m going to send you to work one day with my teeth marks and love bites all over your ass. Every time you move you’ll think of my mouth on your body…on that sexy round ass and tight little hole.”
Fuck.
I just moaned; words weren’t enough to explain how incredible it sounded. Dare wanted to mark me.
Sir wanted to mark me as his.
Fuck.
I could have exploded right then. Only the thought about how much better it could get held me back. I wanted everything, not to come at the first wave of pleasure. “Yes, please.”
Thanking him wasn’t allowed, but evidently begging was encouraged.
“Of course, handsome boy.” Dare’s nails scraped over my ass, then I felt his thumbs brush over the sensitive skin around my hole. There hadn’t been many men who’d taken sex in that direction. So as Dare caressed over me, I gasped out and pushed back against him.
Dare groaned. “You like that, don’t you?”
“Yes, please.” There was no reason to hide it.
He gave a low chuckle and I felt his hands move lower down my body until he had to be kneeling behind me. “I can’t wait to see what else you like.”
I knew he was trying to help me out of my pants, but all I could picture was his mouth on me and how it would feel. When I couldn’t find enough coordination to step out of them without help from Ryan to keep me upright, Dare chuckled and I felt his teeth scrape my ass.
Gasping, I tightened my hold on Ryan and just stared into his eyes. They were filled with laugher and passion. My friend and my lover.
When I was naked, Dare stood, trailing his fingers up my legs and ass until he was caressing my back again. “Go lay down on the bed. It’s my turn to get Ryan naked now.”
I nodded but Ryan groaned.
Dare chuckled, and as I turned to look at him as I stepped toward the bed, he was shaking his head as he asked, “Don’t you want to get naked?”
Ryan nodded. “Yes, but if you tease me like that…”
His voice trailed off as he pictured the slow process of getting me naked. Dare stepped toward him and let his hands rub over Ryan’s chest. “But if I take my time getting you naked, you’re going to come?”
Ryan seemed a little bit embarrassed to admit it, but Dare beamed. “I love that I can strip away your control like that.”
He flicked his thumbs over Ryan’s nipples, and I was so distracted by Ryan’s moan I almost walked into the bed. Trying not to look like a moron, I focused on what I was supposed to be doing and glanced away from them while I sat down on the edge.
When I looked back, Dare was unbuttoning Ryan’s shirt. “Are you asking me to not play with you? Not tease you?”
Dare’s voice said he was teasing Ryan at that moment, but Ryan clearly didn’t know what to say. Even though I could only see his profile, I knew that look. He had no idea what to say. Luckily, Dare wasn’t really giving him a choice.
“You’re lucky I’m excited to see you naked. Next time I strip you down, I’m going to take my time.” Dare pulled out Ryan’s shirt and started easing it over his shoulders. “I’m going to lick and kiss every inch of you. I might even make you come while I play with you and explore, but then again, I might not let you orgasm. I might just decide that I want you hard and aching while I play.”
I couldn’t decide what sounded better…getting to come or being denied.
Neither could Ryan. He just moaned and nodded, clearly glad it wasn’t up to him.
Dare gave him a wicked smile but was quiet as he tossed Ryan’s shirt to the bed beside mine. When he moved to take Ryan’s pants off, we both held our breath in excitement. When his pants and boxer briefs fell to the floor the excitement in the room ratcheted up another notch. Ryan was incredible.
Sculpted muscles and a tight, firm ass made him look like one of the statues I’d read about in school. But his long, thick erection took the living statue in an erotic direction that I’d never seen in any museum.
Dare knelt down behind him and helped Ryan to step out of the rest of his clothes. By most definitions, he should have looked submissive. But his expression as he stared up at Ryan was possessive and in control. Ryan was his and Dare knew it. Relished it.
Relished us.
As Dare rose, he gave Ryan’s ass a pat. “Go kneel beside Scott on the bed.”
Then Dare turned that sexy focus to me. “Lie down on your back in the middle of the bed and grip the bars. You’re going to stay just like that.”
As we followed the directions under Dare’s gaze, I couldn’t help but look at them in wonder. It wasn’t weird. It wasn’t awkward. I wasn’t embarrassed to be sharing this with them. It was perfect. I couldn’t picture anyone else I’d share something like this with.
When I was stretched out on the bed, Ryan kneeling beside me, Dare nodded like we were just as he’d pictured. “My boys.”
As he started to strip out of his clothes, the words rang in my head.
We were his.
Chapter 16
Ryan
I’d always thought I knew what desire felt like. I’d always thought I knew what submission would feel like.
I was wrong on both counts.
There were no worries about what to do. No second-guessing about what they were expecting. I didn’t have to overthink the situation or try to figure out how macho to be in bed. I didn’t have to do anything but listen to Dare and respond.
That was it.
When sex had always been a performance, there’d never been any time to enjoy it. This was so different I almost couldn’t describe it as sex.
Making love, maybe?
I’d always thought that phrase was for vanilla people who had tender sex filled with emotion, but maybe I hadn’t been looking at it the right way. This was filled with tender touches and flooded with emotion, but as I knelt by Scott and watched Dare strip for us, there was nothing vanilla about it.
I was kneeling by Scott.
He was naked on the bed, erect and so excited I thought his heart would leap out of his chest.
Dare was watching the two of us like we were the most incredible things he’d ever seen.
I’d never had anyone look at me that way. Now I had two. A Dom…maybe Master…and a best friend who was the closest thing I’d ever had to the perfect relationship, but I’d just never seen it. Dare kept asking how we’d never been snatched up before. I had a better question.
How had I missed what had been right in front of my face all that time?
When Dare’s lean body was finally revealed, all we could do was stare. Clothed, his body gave the impression he had broad shoulders but was small. However looking at him naked, a better description would have been compact and powerful. From his well-defined biceps to the tight abs that led right down to his straining erection, he was strong and sexy.
“Look at my boys.” Every time he said it, shivers went down my spine.
I was his.
Boy.
I’d never defined myself that way even in my fantasies, but from him it was loving and strong. He didn’t think there was a mold I was supposed to fit. He didn’t think submission was weak or wrong. He wanted us on our knees, but no matter what happened, I knew he would respect me in the morning.
Dare might sit on my lap and flirt but he was powerful and perfect.
He walked toward the bed, graceful and slow, and it gave the impression of curves he didn’t have. But it just made him more beautiful. There was no pretense in him and no hiding who he was or what
he wanted. Dare was too confident for that.
I’d never met anyone like him.
As he stood by the bed, he glanced at Scott’s nightstand. “Do you have lube and condoms?”
Shit. How had we not thought about that before?
Luckily, Scott was a better planner than I was. He nodded, still lying on the bed where Dare had put him. “Yes, in the top drawer.”
Dare smiled. “Good, we don’t have to improvise then.”
Improvise?
Dare opened the drawer and put condoms and lube on the top of the nightstand. Looking over at us, he unhurriedly climbed on the bed and just watched us. He was the king of his castle and he was surveying all he owned.
Us.
I wasn’t sure what to do with my hands or how I should look, but that didn’t seem to matter to Dare. Under his gaze I felt perfect.
As he slowly made his way across the bed, Dare touched Scott’s thighs. “Open for me.”
The way he said it made it the sexiest sentence ever. Scott’s eyes grew wide, but he spread his legs for Dare as the sexy Dom slid between them. Dare trailed his fingers up Scott’s legs, and as he grew closer to Scott’s cock we both started to hold our breath in anticipation.
Dare let his finger trail around the root of Scott’s dick, teasing more than actually caressing, before he turned to me. “We’re going to play with Scott.”
Fuck.
I just nodded stupidly as Dare turned to Scott, an intent look on his face. “If you’re good and if you don’t come until I give you permission, then we’re going to try the spanking that you want next time. If you’re naughty, no spanking for a month. Do you understand?”
Fuck.
It was Scott’s turn to nod stupidly, but somehow on him it was sexy. Dare didn’t seem to mind, though. He just gave both of us a long look, a wicked gleam in his eyes. “Very good.”
Dare brought one hand up to my head and cupped my face. “I’m going to use your mouth to get my boy off. Do you understand? You’re not getting to please him. I’m using your sexy lips and tongue to tease my boy.”
Fuck.
Words weren’t going to work so I just nodded again. Dare patted my cheek. “Good boy.”
Guiding my head down to Scott’s rigid cock, Dare stopped me just before my lips touched the damp tip. “Just kiss my boy’s cock first.”
Fuck.
Dare let me continue down, and I pressed my lips to the velvety-soft head, giving the precum-soaked length a tender kiss. I desperately wanted more, but there was a needy part of me that wanted to please Dare more.
“Very good.” Dare stretched out between a dumbfounded Scott’s spread legs. As he pushed Scott’s legs back to open his ass to Dare’s view, I had to adjust my position, but soon I was hovering over Scott’s now even harder dick.
Dare pressed a tender kiss to the inside of one thigh and then looked up at me. “I’m going to use your mouth now.”
Every time I thought Dare couldn’t get more incredible, he did something else that blew my mind.
Once I had his permission, my lips dropped down over Scott’s cock and I focused on pleasing him. I wasn’t sure if the gasps and moans were because of me or because of the wicked things Dare was doing to Scott’s tight opening with his lips and tongue, but it didn’t really matter. Like Dare had said, he was just using my mouth to please his boy.
Hot. As. Fuck.
I worked at Scott’s cock slowly and took my time letting him get deeper into my mouth. His pleas and moans got more frantic the closer I got to swallowing him down. Sucking and licking, I did my best to push him right to the edge. It wasn’t the right angle to completely deep throat him, but once I felt him tease at the tight muscles and barely breach my throat, he started to cry out.
I kept going, though. Frantic and pleading wasn’t safewording, and I had Dare’s instructions clear in my head. I was to please Scott. So that’s what I would do.
By the time Dare touched the back of my head, I was so focused on Scott, I was almost lost in the pleasure even though nothing about it was focused on me. “That’s enough. I don’t want him to come.”
I sat up to see a desperate Scott wide-eyed and holding on to the bed with a grip I thought could bend the bars. His now wet cock stood straight out from his body and his puffy damp hole looked needy and inviting. I couldn’t remember ever being that mind-blown by anyone playing with my ass, but that didn’t matter. All that did matter was how Scott felt and what he wanted.
And that clearly was to come.
Dare had other plans, though. His hands made slow strokes over Scott’s shaking legs and he made low, soothing sounds. He seemed to want Scott to back down from the edge, but he didn’t let Scott come down far.
Just enough to make us both crazy.
“All right, sexy. I want you to lie down beside Scott.” Dare’s words were heated and the orders clear but my body had a hard time following the instructions. I was stiff and my cock was still achingly hard even after pleasuring Scott.
By the time I was lying down, he had the lube and a condom in his hands and was kneeling between us. He glanced at Scott’s desire-filled eyes. “You’ve been so good for me, I’m going to let you pick what happens next.”
Dare paused to let that sink in to Scott’s muddled brain before he continued. “Do you want to get Ryan ready for me and then fuck his mouth or do you just want to watch while I play with your cock?”
Scott’s eyes darted between us. He glanced from the condom to my cock and nodded. The words came out rough and had an edge of need that said how frantic he was. “Please. Can I get him ready?”
The idea that he wanted to touch me was still incredible. Scott wanted me.
When Dare gave a nod, Scott carefully released the bed rails and shakily rolled over to look at me. Scott reached for the condom and, as I lay there watching, slowly brought his hands to my dick. If I thought I was hard before, nothing compared to how my cock ached as Scott opened the wrapper and slowly started spreading it over my length.
Fireworks were going up my spine as Scott’s tender hands rolled it down. Just when I thought it would be too much and I’d come before I had permission, Dare’s moan broke the desire that had been building. Scott and I both turned to watch Dare, pleasure written all over his face as his hand moved behind him.
He was prepping himself.
As I lay there spread out on the bed, I knew I wasn’t going to be fucking him. This wasn’t anything I was doing or anything I had to focus on. Dare was going to be in control. We watched as what was probably the most incredible sight was just out of view. Scott’s fingers trailed over my cock as we both stared.
Dare knew how mind-blown we both were as he made us watch and wait. He didn’t have to rush. We were there just for him. When he finally brought his hand back around, lube-slicked fingers glistening in the low light from the hallway, he spread the last of the lube over my painfully hard erection.
As he moved up closer, he leaned over and pressed a kiss to Scott’s lips, then mine. Turning to Scott, he reached out and caressed Scott’s chest and down his abs. “Straddle Ryan. I want that sexy ass pointed toward me as you put your cock in his mouth.”
Fuck.
Opening my mouth as Scott’s still-hard dick got closer, I tried not to think about Dare’s ass as it teased my dick but it was impossible. As Scott fed me his dick, I felt Dare’s tight ring of muscles press down against my cock and it was all I could do to breathe.
It was perfect.
Dare took my body in his slowly and steadily. If my mouth hadn’t been full of Scott’s impressive length I would have begged for more. But all I could do was let them take me. Use me. Everything else faded away. Nothing mattered but pleasing them.
Not the perfect way Dare’s body enveloped mine.
Not the awed beauty of Scott’s face as he chased his pleasure again, knowing it was me who was taking him.
Not the way lightning shot through me, desperately trying to for
ce the orgasm that was just out of reach.
As Scott’s dick slid deep into my throat, fucking me slowly, Dare finally bottomed out and started mercilessly riding me.
Using me.
Pleasuring me.
Desire kept building until it was just a hum running through my body and there was nothing but the three of us and the sounds of our desire.
When Scott gasped out and his hips started frantically bucking, fucking my mouth hard and deep, I knew Dare must have been teasing his ass again. I knew I’d feel it later, but it would be worth it. Scott was worth it.
Dare made a low, pleased sound and his body started to shake. As he gave Scott permission to come, he let his own control slip away. The feel of Dare’s body rippling around me as the rhythmic pull of his orgasm slammed through him almost had me coming.
The only thing that kept me from letting the pleasure wash over me was Scott.
Cum shot from his cock, forcing me to focus. If I’d been able to speak, I’d have probably thanked him. I didn’t want to come until Dare gave me permission, but my body had other plans.
When Scott finally sagged down against the rails of the bed and his cock started to soften, I knew it was almost time. As he climbed over me and lay down on the bed, I reached over and took his hand. He held me tight as I looked over at Dare, watching the beautiful man chase his own pleasure.
I shouldn’t have looked. The visual was just too much…too perfect.
“Please!” I couldn’t hold back any longer.
Dare’s hazy eyes focused on me, and I wasn’t sure if I would get to come or not. The thought just made everything I was seeing and feeling even more erotic. Dare was in control and that was what I’d wanted more than any orgasm.
But my Sir wasn’t ready to leave me hard and aching. With his own orgasm fading, he smiled tenderly down at me. “Come.”
Pleasure flooded me as my orgasm broke.
With nothing to hold it back, it swept over me and I cried out, bucking up and losing control. Dare just rode my cock, squeezing down and milking every drop of cum from me. When I finally collapsed onto the bed, shaking and almost dizzy with the force of my orgasm, I brought our clasped fingers to his.
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