Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 81518 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81518 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Brilliant rule. River would see if Shay was lying, without a doubt.
“Yes, Sir,” Shay gritted out.
“Beg me to backhand you,” River ordered.
I loved my brother. He was a genius. He was gonna test the boy thoroughly and discover what Shay got off on and what could be considered punishment.
Shay groaned as he sank down on me a little harder. “Please backhand me.”
We could safely mark backhanding as pain he enjoyed…
River didn’t think twice and backhanded him across the face, hard enough for Shay’s head to whip sideways.
It triggered something in Shay that I’d witnessed in the truck on our way out of the city. How he came to life at the barest amount of hurt. His chest started heaving, and judging by River’s faint smirk, I knew the look Shay was giving him. Desperation for more, tinged with a side of “Come at me.”
Shay was about to discover how that set River off too.
I had to remove myself from the situation mentally after a while, because every time Shay took a hit, he tried to fuck himself on my cock harder and faster, and I had to make sure he obeyed the first rule. I also had to think about bookkeeping and inventory in order not to blow my fucking load before I was ready.
River fetched his leather belt and expanded the little test I’d given Shay in the back of the truck. He examined Shay’s threshold for pain, where he was sensitive, where he wasn’t, and studied every reaction.
Jesus fucking Christ, I hadn’t anticipated tonight turning into a sex marathon. At this rate, I’d have to shower again before I could sleep. Sweat trickled down from my scalp as well as down through my chest hair, and the sweet boy on my cock was officially a sexy slip ’n slide.
“Time for a confession, Shay,” I said, out of breath. “Tell us something you love.”
He groaned as River thwacked the belt across his thighs. Over and over, every now and then hitting Shay’s cock too.
“I don’t know w-what to say,” he panted. “Please don’t stop, please don’t stop.”
I sucked at his neck and peered down at his thighs. Red welts were already forming from River’s assault, and Shay’s cock looked painfully hard. There wasn’t a lick of doubt about whether or not we had a pain slut on our hands.
“I love belting,” Shay gasped. “Face-slapping, whips, canes, oh my God!” He cried out when River slapped the belt over his balls. “I…I…” It became too much for that last shred of composure, and he started crying.
I needed to get off. Stat. Seeing the tears roll down his cheeks all while pre-come was oozing out of the tip of his cock shoved me to the brink of climax. So I told him to fuck himself on me as hard and fast as he could, and then I reached around him and pinched his nipples tightly.
“Please t-touch my cock, Sir,” he sobbed. “Daddy—Daddy, p-please, I wanna come!”
I bit back a growl and left the decision to River. Shay calling me Daddy caused my entire chest to seize up, and I didn’t want that to cloud my judgment. No one had turned me into a sucker yet, and I wasn’t about to let Shay use that title to get what he wanted.
My brother’s resolve was stronger. He tossed the belt on the floor, then closed the distance and grabbed Shay by the balls. Literally. He cupped them, rolled them, and squeezed until Shay choked on a breath. Then he circled Shay’s cock and balls, his thumb and middle finger connecting at the top, and he squeezed even harder.
“You can come whenever you want, lil pup.” River wasn’t done just yet, though. His free hand glided up Shay’s body until he reached his throat. I swallowed dryly, my impending explosion mere seconds away. “For the record…” He pressed the pad of his thumb and index finger to Shay’s carotid arteries and applied pressure. “This is how we want you. At our mercy, stripped of your defenses, and completely fucking breathless.”
I closed my eyes at the first sound of Shay’s struggle to breathe. A high-pitched, raspy gasp, a choking sound, a plea. I fucking lost it. I slammed him down on my cock and surrendered to the slow-moving wave of euphoria rolling over me.
Shivers rippled through me. My balls ached. My cock pulsed with each release flooding the condom. And just as I managed to open my eyes again, I witnessed Shay give in to the pleasure too. Utterly silent. Not a single movement or sound. He sat there on my cock, River’s fingers gripping his junk in a vise, lips parted, jaw slack, and come just shot out from his straining cock.
It was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen.
River eased off slowly and caught Shay when he fell forward with a loud gasp.