Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 100301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Once I stepped out of my pants, Jordan reached for my cock. “No, no. Did Daddy say you could have your treat yet?”
“No, Daddy. I’m sorry.” His head tilted down.
“Oh, it’s okay, sweet boy. You were just hungry for Daddy’s cock. I understand, but you still have to be good for me, okay? Now, lean in, both of you. You should know your Dom’s scent.”
They obeyed. I buried my left hand in Jordan’s hair, my right in Ian’s, petting and pulling as they rooted their noses around in the hair at my groin. They breathed deep, taking me in, and damn if it didn’t almost knock me off my feet. I’d played with two subs before, or another Dom and a sub, but there was something different about the two of them on their knees for me. I felt like a fucking king knowing both of them were mine.
“There we go. Such good boys. Ian, start on my balls. Jordan, my cock.”
“Yes, Daddy,” Jordan replied, followed quickly by Ian’s, “Yes, Sir.”
Ian dipped lower, alternating between his tongue lapping at my sac and sucking. Jordan licked, tongue tracing the length of me before taking me into his throat. Fuck, he was good at this. My hand tightened in his hair. “Such a good cocksucker, aren’t you?”
He pulled off, said, “Yes…God. Yes. I love sucking you. Will you feed me your load?” Jordan loved eating cum, and I loved feeding it to him, but still, I shook my head.
“Not yet, greedy boy. Let’s fill your mouth with my cock, hmm?”
He nodded and went for it again.
Looking down, I watched them both. The knobs of Jordan’s spine and the curve of Ian’s back, which didn’t reveal his bones quite as much as Jordan’s did. I craved them both, already, in ways I hadn’t ever with anyone else, not since Tony and maybe not even then. They fit with me. I wanted to own them.
“That’s it. Show me how much you want me.” I fisted their hair. “Both of you on my cock now. Don’t be shy.”
They sucked me, licked me, kissed each other around me, tongues touching and tasting each other and my rod. It was beautiful—pink tongues against my swollen cock. They did well, sharing me, hungrily going at me with a give-and-take that looked so natural between them. I could have come right then, all over their faces, and watched them eat my spunk off each other, but instead I said, “Look at Daddy, Jordan.”
He did.
I knew he liked spit, so I let some drop on him. It went in his mouth and on the corner of his lip. Before he could swipe at it, Ian’s tongue was there, taking some for himself. It was so sexy, I couldn’t find it in me to scold him for doing it on his own. “Jesus, you’re both going to wreck me. Up.” They scrambled to their feet, cocks hard and leaking. Wrapping a fist around both of them, I stroked. “Jordan, on your back in the swing, please. Ian, there’s lube in the nightstand drawers. Get it. Do we want condoms?”
“No, Daddy,” Jordan answered first.
I nodded, then looked at Ian. “No obligation.”
“Please no. I’ve never…but I want to…”
He wanted to share that with us, and that thought made me want to beat my fists against my chest in triumph. “Just the lube, then.”
They scattered, each doing so beautifully as they’d been told. I watched as Jordan climbed into the swing, a smile embedded on his face. I loved how eager he was.
I took the lube from Ian and set it on the table beside us as Jordan finished getting his feet in the stirrups.
“Come on, pup,” I called to Ian, who joined me at Jordan’s ass. “Get him ready for us.”
Fire lit in the ice blue of his eyes. “Gladly, Sir.” Ian dropped down to his knees and dived straight into Jordan’s ass. He held his cheeks open, licking and eating at his hole. Jordan writhed in the swing, his cock red and impossibly hard. His balls were tight and full, his toes curled.
“Yes…oh God, Ian. Thank you. I love having my ass eaten. Thank you, Daddy, for letting me have him.”
Ian whimpered, his face in Jordan’s ass.
Oh, they were going to be a treat. I loved seeing them give themselves to me this way. “Stick your tongue out. Don’t go in too close. I want to see your tongue flick back and forth over Jordan’s pretty hole.”
“Yes, Sir.” Ian held him open, swiping back and forth like I said. Jordan clenched, then loosened as Ian ate at him.
I watched until my eyes blurred and I thought I would come. “Open him up with your fingers,” I instructed, squirting lube on his fingers.
He started with one, then worked two in, the whole time Jordan whimpering and thanking us. “Please fill my ass. I love it when something’s in my ass.”