Brandon smiled as he leaned in to kiss Stuart. “Lucky for you, I ordered two of them. I’m no dummy. But not today. Tomorrow morning, you can help me do this to Jeff. Because I have a feeling we’ll need until tomorrow morning to recover.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Ohh, you thank me now.” The tip of his tongue traced along Stuart’s lips, lightly flicking, teasing. “Just wait, a few months from now I want you to remember this conversation when I have you trained so well that you beg me for the toy in your ass because you want it so badly.”
He stared up into Brandon’s blue eyes. “I’ll remember, Sir. Because I will want it. I do want it.” He let out a gasp as Jeff went down on him, all the way to the root but not sucking nearly enough to get him off.
Brandon stroked his cheek. “My sweet boy. Both of you. Do you have any idea how happy you two have made me?”
“I love you, Sir.”
Brandon paused, focused on him. “I love you, too, boy.” He kissed Stuart again. “Both of you.” Brandon turned and made Jeff relinquish Stuart’s cock long enough that he could kiss Jeff. “Love you, too, boy.”
“Love you, Sir,” Jeff said.
He patted Jeff on the head, playfully ruffling his hair. “Good boy. Get back to sucking his cock.”
Stuart moaned as Jeff’s sweet, hot mouth engulfed his cock again.
“Damn, that’s sexy as hell,” Brandon said. He changed position so Stuart could reach his cock with his mouth and slowly fucked him with it. Stuart loved this, serving his Sir, being helpless and used by him.
This was addicting, the feeling, the freedom in submission as he eagerly licked and sucked Brandon’s cock.
After a couple of minutes, Brandon pulled out with a smile. “I keep doing that too long, I won’t have anything left. Your mouth is so damn sweet, boy.”
Stuart could only lie back and watch as Brandon rolled a condom onto his hard cock, slathered it with lube, and then knelt behind Jeff. “Easy, or hard?”
“Hard please, Sir,” Jeff gasped.
Brandon grabbed Jeff’s hips and slammed his cock home in one long thrust, Jeff’s mouth muffled once more by Stuart’s cock.
“Okay, boy. Let’s ease up there and you can bust your nut.”
Jeff’s heavy lidded gaze lingered on Stuart and sent waves of need through him, leaving his stiff cock dripping and hungry for attention.
* * * *
Part of Jeff wished he’d drawn whatever metaphorical short straw Brandon had used to pick Stuart to be on the bottom this time. That cock sheath toy looked like it felt amazing going in.
Yeah, he’d admit it. He was becoming a size queen, in a way. Toys made that irrelevant, though, because Brandon could use whatever sized cock he wanted to fuck him.
As he knelt in position and started fucking into the toy in Stuart’s ass, Jeff moaned. “Oh…my…god!” Brandon had added just enough lube to make it feel like he was sliding his cock into a hot mouth. A pleasant shudder rippled through him as he settled in and got Stuart’s legs slung over his shoulders so he could plow him deep.
“I know, right?” Brandon said as he took another stroke inside Jeff’s ass. “I have to admit I tried one out yesterday when I got home. Not to nut, just to feel it jacking my cock.”
He leaned in and bit the back of Jeff’s left shoulder, Jeff letting out a loud moan in reply. “Yeah, you’ll both be wearing those a lot, I think. Takes the ATM squick factor out of play. I can fuck one of those and then the other one can suck me clean after.”
Brandon shifted the grip of his right hand, from Jeff’s hip to his shoulder. “Get busy, boy. Fuck his ass.” Brandon started fucking Jeff, and it was hard for Jeff to remember to get moving because it felt sooo damn good. He didn’t want to come immediately, but he knew he wouldn’t last long.
Below him, Stuart looked up at him with those sweet green eyes. Firmly wedged between the two men, Jeff knew this was exactly where he wanted to be, with them. Happy to be owned and used by Brandon, and even Stuart. Because didn’t the three of them sort of own each other?
That’s the way it felt to him.
Brandon’s balls slapped against Jeff’s ass at the bottom of every pounding thrust he took inside Jeff. As he found a rhythm in time with Brandon, the man’s cock gliding perfectly over his prostate with every thrust, he braced his arms on either side of Stuart and enjoyed the ride…and being ridden.
“That’s it,” Brandon said. “Get you some, boy. Move that sweet ass of yours.”
The toy had ridges inside it that made it feel like a pair of lips working up and down his shaft as he fucked Stuart. It almost made him wish he’d asked for a cock ring before they started so he could hold back longer. Except with Brandon’s cock plowing his ass, there wasn’t much chance of him being able to hold back.
Jeff leaned in and kissed Stuart as his orgasm broke free and he felt his cum filling the toy, adding warmth as his juices pumped into it.
Brandon grunted. “That’s what I wanted.” Jeff held on to Stuart, still kissing him, as Brandon ground his cock into Jeff’s ass until he finally came. “Yeah!”
Brandon’s grip loosened on Jeff as he caught his breath before peeling himself off Jeff.
“Stay.” Brandon climbed out of bed to go dispose of the condom and clean up.
Jeff continued kissing Stuart, whose stiff cock lay pinned between the two of them. “How’d that feel?” Jeff asked.
“It’s…amazing!”
He smiled down at him. “That’s how it feels working up to you two DPing me.” He nibbled on Stuart’s lower lip. “Especially when you’re sucking on my cock at the same time he’s got a toy in me and is fucking me with it.”
Brandon returned to bed and lightly slapped Jeff’s ass. “Okay. Let Stuart clean your cock for you, boy.”
Jeff reluctantly relinquished his position, moving up by Stuart’s head so Stuart could suck his spent cock.
“My poor boy has such a stiff cock.” Jeff watched Brandon wrap his fingers around Stuart’s cock. “Get Jeff cleaned up so he can get back down here and work on me. You get to come while I’m fucking you.” He lightly squeezed Stuart’s balls, and the responding moan vibrated through Jeff’s cock and balls.
* * * *
Brandon loved the muffled moans Stuart made around Jeff’s cock.
Yep, this was definitely beyond the definition of fun.
He could easily envision himself spending the rest of his life with these two men. “Okay, Jeff. Get me hard.”
Jeff slowly moved, finally getting turned around so he could suck Brandon’s cock. With one hand, Brandon slowly jacked Stuart’s cock, while with the other he stroked Jeff’s head.
“That’s it, boy.” Jeff and Stuart had decidedly different mouths, but they were both damn good. Stuart had been a quick learner with the two of them to teach him.
Within a few minutes, Brandon was hard and after slinging Stuart’s legs over his shoulders, he easily slid his cock into the toy with a satisfied grunt. “Oh, yeah. Jeff, go ahead and suck him off.”
He kept one hand on the back of Jeff’s head, holding him pinned in place as Brandon fucked Stuart.
As he started pounding into the toy, he felt his orgasm quickly building, rolling through him. About the time he was ready to explode, Stuart’s body tensed and he let out a cry of his own.
“That’s my boy.” He tightened his grip on Jeff’s head, forcing him deep onto Stuart’s cock as he emptied his own load into the toy.
Then Brandon pulled Jeff off Stuart and onto his cock. After a minute, he pushed him down between Stuart’s legs. “Okay, buddy. Cleanup time. Then you can suck another one from Stuart.”
Meanwhile, he stretched out beside Stuart and kissed him, reaching down to stroke his limp cock. “Tired of us yet?”
Stuart smiled. “No, Sir. Not even close.”
Finally, once Jeff got Stuart off, he was ready for his own round two and decided to go back to Stuart’s ass.
As J
eff plowed Stuart once more, Brandon kissed Stuart, playing with his nipples. “Such a good boy.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
He sounded like he was deep in subspace.
It didn’t take Jeff long to get off the second time. After unclipping Stuart’s wrists, the three of them tightly cuddled in Brandon’s bed together, Stuart in the middle.
This is perfection.
Well, perfection would be a larger bed, but having these two men with him was perfection.
He stretched his arm over Stuart and found Jeff’s hand as he snuggled in. “Nap time, then we can clean up and figure out what you two are cooking us for dinner.”
“Us two, Sir?” Stuart asked.
“Mmmhmm. I have nakey subs, and I want to make full use of them this weekend.”
Chapter Seventeen
Five weeks after Jeff and Stuart moved in with Brandon, an opportunity presented itself for Jeff to finally make his fantasy come true. Emma was spending Friday night and most of Saturday at Grace’s, leaving them the run of the house.
Jeff wouldn’t deny a nervous excitement of the good kind washed through him. He wanted to do this, to see what it felt like.
To check it off his sexual bucket list.
If he didn’t enjoy it, fine, at least he knew.
If he did…
Whew.
Tonight he should be able to take Stuart and Brandon at the same time.
If it felt a fraction as good as friends had warned him it would, he was tempted to try to talk Stuart into doing it next. But not Brandon.
Brandon was his Sir. If Sir brought up wanting to give it a go himself, okay, sure.
But he had a feeling that might be something Brandon left for his two boys to enjoy.
Jeff didn’t mind that. He’d never ask his Sir to do something he didn’t want to do.
For his part, Stuart had taken to anal training like a walrus to fish. That Brandon gave Jeff full permission to help with that while he wasn’t around was a bonus.
Stuart loved giving blowjobs while tied up and being plugged with an enormous butt plug, or the fuckable jack toy.
And since Jeff mixed in stroking Stuart’s cock at the same time, it was great because, hello, operant conditioning. On more than one occasion, when Emma wasn’t home and Brandon had to work late, Brandon had come home to find a bound Stuart worked up and horny and begging for release because Jeff had spent an hour or more edging him.
Brandon always appreciated coming home to a subby boy begging to be fucked, and he showed that appreciation by letting Stuart blow Jeff while Brandon fucked Stuart.
Tonight when Brandon got home, it was Jeff he found eager and begging and ready to play. He’d turned himself over to Stuart, who’d taken great pains to give him a dose of his own medicine while helping him prep for the fun.
Brandon walked through the front door to find Jeff naked and plugged and on his knees, hands clipped behind him, cock hard and ready.
From the couch, Stuart waved. “Hi, Sir.”
“You weren’t kidding when you said he was horny.” Brandon set his stuff down. “Good job, both of you.” He stepped in front of Jeff and cradled his face in his hands. “You sure you’re ready to try this tonight?”
“Yes, Sir, please!” He’d been in subspace even before Brandon got home, Stuart a very apt pupil.
A thin strand of pre-cum had leaked from the head of his cock and was puddling under him on the tile floor.
“Clean that up first. I’ll grab a quick shower. Stuart, get everything ready.”
Stuart helped him bend over to lick the puddle up before helping him to his feet and down the hall after Brandon.
When Brandon emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later, he found the men kneeling on the bed, both of them hard and horny and ready to play.
There was something beyond sexy having Stuart there with him and Brandon. Not competitive, not in a bad way. But…he was backup. To help out, however he needed it.
They could share this experience, live it together, encourage each other.
Serve Brandon together.
There wasn’t any jealousy, either. They each had a different relationship with Brandon than the other did, but they also had a relationship with each other. And sometimes there were nights Brandon was exhausted and sent them to one of the other bedrooms with his blessing so he could get some sleep. Especially if he had to get up early in the morning.
Stuart had prepared everything they’d need, including spreading out beach towels so they wouldn’t have to worry about changing and washing sheets when they finished.
Jeff’s pulse raced as Brandon leaned in and kissed him, sucking on his lower lip, holding Jeff’s head in place with his hands. “You sure?”
He nodded. “Please, Sir?”
Brandon caressed Jeff’s lips with the pad of his thumb. “My good boy. So damn sexy.”
Jeff sucked at his thumb, licking it.
Brandon pulled Stuart in for a kiss. “Good boy getting him ready tonight.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“You can stroke his cock and make him come while we’re fucking him.”
Stuart leaned in and kissed Jeff. “My pleasure.”
Brandon didn’t waste any time, lying back in bed and rolling a condom on his shaft and handing one to Stuart. Jeff watched as the men slathered their cocks with lube. Then Brandon crooked a finger at him.
Jeff straddled Brandon, staring down into his eyes as he lowered himself onto the hard cock awaiting him.
“Good boy,” Brandon said, pulling him in for a kiss. “Fuck yourself and get comfy.”
He did, rising up and down a few times before Brandon pulled him forward. “Okay, Stuart,” Brandon said.
He felt Stuart kneel behind him, getting into position, the head of his cock pressing against Brandon’s already impaled in his ass.
Brandon pulled Jeff’s head to the side, nuzzled the side of his neck…and bit down hard.
Jeff almost came right there, but Stuart used the distraction to work his cock all the way into Jeff’s ass. He felt full, stretched, almost too intense to take and he needed a moment to process it.
“Fuck yourself on us,” Brandon said. “Go ahead. If you need to come, you can.”
Jeff bit down on his lip, slowly sitting up, finding the angle he needed for both cocks to shift into a perfectly fuckable position inside him. He moaned, feeling Brandon’s being pressed into his prostate, every movement now pure pleasure.
“I think he found the sweet spot,” Stuart joked.
“I think so,” Brandon said. “This is going to get fun.”
Jeff slowly fucked himself on their cocks, wanting to come and wanting to make this last, his brain deep in subspace. Stuart reached around him and his hand closed around Jeff’s cock.
“How’s that?”
Brandon reached up and started pinching Jeff’s nipples, rolling them between his fingers, adding more delicious sensations to the sensory overload. Before long, Jeff was bouncing up and down on their cocks and begging Stuart to stroke him harder, faster.
Finally, his orgasm exploded, ropes of cum shooting from his cock all over Brandon’s abs. That’s when Brandon grabbed his hips. “There’s my good boy. Go for it, Stuart.”
Stuart let go of Jeff’s cock and grabbed his shoulders for leverage while Brandon fucked him from below. They quickly found a seesaw rhythm between them without needing any further help from Jeff.
“Yeah,” Brandon gasped as his orgasm hit.
Behind him, Stuart moaned, “Oh, yeah!” As the two finished, taking a few last thrusts, Jeff shivered, spent, exhausted.
They collapsed in a heap where they didn’t move for a moment.
“Wow,” Jeff whispered.
Brandon’s fingers stroked along Jeff’s spine. “Good?”
“Oh, hell yeah.” He tipped his head back to kiss Brandon, then turned to kiss Stuart. “That was…fucking amazing.”
“Worth the trouble?”
“Every second. Couldn’t handle doing this every day, but…damn.”
* * * *
Stuart carefully disengaged, easing his cock out of Jeff’s ass and going to clean up. When he returned, Brandon rolled Jeff over to him and left the bed to do the same. Once the three of them were back in bed and tightly cuddled together, Stuart slipped his arm around Jeff.
“That was fucking sexy.”
“Whenever you want to try it, I know how.”
“Maybe.” Stuart nibbled on the back of Jeff’s neck. “I’m thinking about it.”
Brandon draped his arm around both of them. “That was hot.”
“Yeah,” Jeff said, sounding drowsy already.
Brandon kissed Jeff’s forehead. “I was thinking. I want to talk to both of you.”
Stuart lifted his head. “This sounds serious.”
“It is. I want to start talking about making this permanent.”
That woke Jeff up. “Permanent?”
“I want to do a collaring first, in a couple of months. Then we can decide after that where to go from there. I can’t marry both of you. We’ll need to talk to Ed about our options, what will give us the most legal protection. If you guys still want that.”
Stuart nodded. “I do.”
Jeff nodded. “Me, too.”
“Then I guess it’s settled. Sort of.” Brandon lowered his head to the pillow. “Sorry. I’m exhausted. This week was a killer.”
“At least Emma can drive herself now,” Stuart said.
Brandon gave them a thumbs-up. “Word.”
Chapter Eighteen
Brandon awoke from a wonderful dream about his cock being sucked to find out that, in fact, his cock was being sucked. He did a quick mental calculation, remembered Emma wasn’t home that morning, and didn’t stop the sexy action.
Jeff had his cock in his mouth all the way to the root, while it felt like Stuart was between his legs and tonguing his balls.
“Mmm. Good morning, boys.” Brandon spread his legs and felt Stuart go in deeper, rimming him. “Good boy,” Brandon whispered. “Both of you.” Three months into living together, and Brandon had shed all few, remaining doubts about this living arrangement. They’d settled into a family routine during the week, Jeff or Stuart helping Emma with dinner on the nights Brandon was running late because of having to drive to one of the farther stores.