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)
Aidan nodded. “We’ll see what we can figure out. There are other things we can do.”
We got off the conversation about the boys from there. We talked about work and life, followed by the four of us having a drink together, and then Jordan and I went home.
I wanted to be there when Ian got back from work. His emotions could still be raw from the way he’d given himself to us, so it was important he knew we were there, that we weren’t going anywhere and would take care of him.
I ordered pizza—something quick and easy.
When Ian arrived, Jordan and I were at the table, waiting for him. “How was your day, pup?”
“It was fine,” he said automatically, but I could sense something beneath the surface.
I cocked a brow just as Jordan said, “Liar.” Not quite the route I would have taken, but it was effective.
Ian sighed. “I’ve felt a little weird all day. Like…emotional? Weak? I can’t explain it exactly.”
“You had a hard night. Sometimes the residual effects can last for days.”
“Why would anyone want to do that, then?”
“Would you take it back? If you could? Would you give back that experience?”
He dropped his eyes. “No. I just feel…needy, and I hate it. I’m not used to feeling that way, and yes, I know I should have said something when you texted, but if I did, I would have lost it, and then I would have felt like a failure for having trouble at work on top of it.”
This time, it was my turn to sigh. I wished I hadn’t allowed him to go, but that would have created problems too. He would have had that cycle of feeling about screwing up his job. After losing one job, he needed to hang on to the other until his notice was up. That was just how Ian worked.
“Can you hurt me again?” he asked without looking at me. The pain thing surprised me. I didn’t expect him to crave it.
“No, puppy. Not tonight. We’ll take care of you, though.” I nodded toward Jordan, who went to him. “It’s important you tell me how you feel all the time. If I don’t know, it’s harder for me to be a good Sir for you. You’re such a good boy for me. Help me be good for you too.”
He tilted his head up, and his eyes landed on Jordan. I’d taken the plug out, but he was still wearing the cage, along with a pair of hot-pink, lace G-string panties.
“Jesus,” Ian hissed out.
“See what Daddy did? He made me pretty for you.”
“You’re always pretty for me,” Ian replied. He put a hand on Jordan’s ass, then leaned in and kissed him. I watched them, my cock hardening beneath my jeans. There wasn’t a more beautiful sight than my boys together.
“Remove Ian’s clothes, please, Jordan,” I said, and they pulled apart. I wondered for a moment if Ian was going to argue about being naked, but he didn’t. He let Jordan take everything off, then watched as he laid the clothes over the back of a chair. “Come, sit down and eat.”
“Yes, Sir.”
They joined me at the table, and the three of us began our meal.
“How does your body feel? I don’t mean mentally or emotionally.”
“Fine. I can definitely tell something has been up my ass. I haven’t been fucked in a while, and there’s a little…I don’t know the word for it. I can feel something was done to my back too, but they’re both like gentle reminders of what happened. I, um…I like it.”
“Good boy,” I praised Ian.
When we finished eating, I told them to join me in the living room. I had them kneel on the floor at my feet, one at each leg, heads on my thighs. I petted them both, ran fingers through their hair, and caressed their cheeks, telling them how much I wanted them, how good they were, how beautiful, and a reminder, “You both belong to me.”
Jordan smiled, and I felt Ian exhale, his body relaxing against me. He wanted to belong so very much.
Eventually, we made it upstairs. I took off Jordan’s cage, and we showered together. I washed them both—Jordan’s body, then Ian’s. Jordan’s hair, then Ian’s. I dried them off one at a time. “Go lie on the bed next to each other, on your stomachs. I’ll be there in a moment.”
I liked to make them wait…wonder. I dried myself slowly. A few minutes later, I came out with a towel around my waist, and they were both doing as told. I got the lube, then knelt on the bed between them, thankful I had a king. I held Ian’s ass open, and he whimpered. “Do you like being on display like this for me?” I asked.
“Maybe? I mean, other men have seen my asshole, but this feels like I’m more exposed. Like you’re studying me or something. It’s embarrassing.”