Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
That snapped Dean out of his stupor, and he frowned, looking just as adorable as Joel. “Naughty boy. You don’t even know who’s torturing you.”
Joel’s head jerked up but he remembered to keep his eyes closed. “I…Daddy?”
He might’ve been intending to get more words out, but I used his confusion to slide a slicked finger deep inside him. There was just enough burn to earn a sexy moan from Joel, but he didn’t let pleasure distract him. “That was…you…”
His Daddy proved his point by smacking high inside on the other thigh. He winced again, but he was silent enough that Joel didn’t realize how worried his Daddy was. “Oh, Daddy. You’re…you’re so good to me.”
“Just Daddy, huh?” I nailed our boy’s prostate and pinched his nipple to remind him that his Daddy wasn’t the only amazing Dom in the room.
Joel’s body jolted but it was the delight in his voice as he cried out that made his Daddy grin. “I’m so naughty. You have to punish me.”
He was so wonderfully subtle.
But it made it impossible for his Daddy to panic, and he soon sank into the rhythm of warming Joel’s skin as I pinched and spanked him. The different sensations kept Joel on the edge but the restraint kept him from tumbling over.
It seemed like his Daddy liked seeing him balanced so precariously because after every swat, Dean would stroke his own cock. I wasn’t in any hurry to make it end, but Joel’s shaking was getting stronger and his sounds made it seem like subspace was one good flick away.
Dean wasn’t far behind either.
With every sound Joel made and every thrust of his hip against the air, Dean would squeeze his cock without realizing it. Yeah, my boys were both ready to come, planned or unplanned. I was hoping for planned, so I spanked Joel’s ass one more time, right over his well-stretched hole. “Such a needy boy.”
His excited sound was half surprise and half happy thrill, and he immediately nodded. “My hands are still. I didn’t touch my penis. I didn’t come. I didn’t complain that I wanted to come. And I didn’t ask to be penetrated. Oh, and I didn’t ask for you to make love to me faster either.”
His list of accomplishments was amazing, but it was hilarious too. Dean managed not to laugh, but for some reason, it made him want to fuck with Joel. So he hummed low and slowly let the strands caress up Joel’s erection.
I knew he’d never smack Joel’s dick without giving himself a heart attack, but Joel was deep in the scene and his whole body tried to come off the bed. “Daddy…that’s…oh…”
His Daddy was back to not knowing what to do, so I gave him a grin and turned Joel around, bending him over so his ass was up in the air before he could think. He let out a shocked squeal that made it sound like he’d just seen another bug invasion, but the way he was wagging his ass said it was all for show. “Master!”
Master was too busy to respond right away, but Joel didn’t mind when it had his Daddy’s cock slowly sinking into his needy hole. “Oh…that’s…”
Perfect? Rough? Pounding?
I was guessing all of the above based on his sounds, and it only made Dean fuck him harder as I quickly stripped off my clothes. My plan had been to come on round two or three, but Dean had other thoughts. “Grab Master’s cock. He’s going to come on you.”
Since I approved, I moved closer and put my erection in range of Joel’s frantic hands. He wasn’t going to do anything to risk not getting his orgasm right then, and the promise of getting covered in cum probably made it even better for the dirty boy. “Master…you’ve…that’s…”
Moans and frantic gasps broke up whatever he was trying to beg for, but there were only so many things his brain could focus on at once. He’d reached his limit and all it took to throw him over was one swing of the toy under his body.
As it smacked his erection, Joel cried out and I could see his orgasm fire through him like a rocket. Dean’s eyes just about rolled back in his head and he followed Joel right over, the pleasure just too much to fight.
I wasn’t quite there yet, but the view was worth taking over for Joel as he shook and humped the bed like he was chasing the best orgasm ever. When he finally went boneless and opened his eyes, he knew just what to say to drag me over with him. “Come on my bottom, Master. I want both of you to make me dirty.”
Sexy as fuck.
And it was such a sweet request I couldn’t help giving him what he wanted.
He was a sticky mess when we finally all came down from our highs and Dean and I were wrapped around Joel as he soaked up being in the middle of us. He was wearing a punch-drunk smile and looked like he wasn’t planning on ever moving again. “I love you guys so much.”