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)
And every inch loved that idea based on the sexy sound that came out of Joel’s mouth.
Chapter 11
Tate
Joel’s whole body clenched and I could feel how much he loved that idea as his ass tightened around my finger. “I…that’s…oh…”
Oh, I want that.
Oh, that’s a great idea.
Oh, Master found my prostate again.
Whatever he’d tried to say was about how much he was enjoying himself, but something about his sexy response said our boy wasn’t quite as owned as he wanted to be. I just wasn’t sure how much of that need was fantasy and how much was reality. Pushing away the stray thought that I had to ask his mother, I ignored the weirdness of it and focused on his ass.
Yep, not weird at all.
“I think our boy likes that.” Trying to drive him crazy, I ran my finger around his prostate before pressing on it and making him shake. “He wants to be marked and owned…I think we need to talk about making sure he knows who he belongs to.”
I wasn’t sure how much more to tease him about the idea, so I eased my finger back and nodded toward Dean before glancing at Joel’s ass. Dean’s eyes flashed wide, but he quickly moved past his surprise and carefully added his finger along with mine.
Joel figured it out quickly and let out a desperate moan that sounded like we’d just fried his brain. “I…you…oh…”
While his brain was resetting, we slowly pressed deeper into him, doing our best to synchronize our movements so it didn’t overstimulate our little pain slut. The goal wasn’t to make him shoot before we fucked him, so we were gentler than he probably needed.
The upside was that drawing it out made him fucking insane…and it all was hot as fuck.
“I…I’ll be good.” That was the first thing his brain seemed to come up with as he tried to push back harder against us. “Very good. Yes.”
It might’ve been automatic words that simply popped out because he was used to saying them a lot, but we shifted our legs and torsos to pin his body in place and kept him from being greedy.
“Naughty boy.” I couldn’t risk spanking him at the moment, so I let my voice tease him, dropping it low. “You know what will happen if we stretch you fast and rough.”
It wasn’t really a question, but he sighed and it felt like his whole body pouted. “I’ll come.”
Yep.
Dean looked like he wanted to laugh, but he settled on shaking his head and rolling his eyes. “That’s right. But when do you get to come?”
“Once you’ve fucked me, Daddy.” Still sounding wonderfully dramatic, Joel clenched his ass around our fingers, desperately squeezing every drop of pleasure he could get from us. “Because I’m special and that’s how special boys get fucked.”
His version of the internet must’ve been much more fascinating than mine.
“That’s right.” Dean shrugged and didn’t seem to see a point in explaining that. “You’re so special you’re going to wait until we’ve filled your bottom with cum and then you’ll get to have your tingles.”
They were so nuts it was the cutest thing I’d ever seen.
I’d never realized how much fun dating and sex could be. Part of me was a dork and wanted to tell them that, but finger deep in Joel’s ass probably wasn’t the time.
But I wanted to let Joel especially know he was special since he was the one who was going to be fucked, so I made sure to give his button lots of attention when our fingers went past it. Joel cried out and clenched around us and something about it had Dean’s eyes nearly rolling back in his head as he seemed to almost feel the pleasure rushing through him too.
Nothing that came out was actually words but Joel definitely sounded like his orgasm was incoming if we weren’t careful…and he’d drag Dean along with him.
But I had no plans on being that careful…I liked living on the edge when it came to orgasms.
“Remember, you want to be a good boy.” Keeping my tone soft and relaxed, I jerked my head as Dean eased our fingers out so we could thrust in hard, distracting our sexy boy as I silently mouthed the next instructions to Dean.
Dean definitely approved, but that was probably because Joel’s sounds were amazing and even the worrying Daddy licked his lips like all he could think of was how good Joel was going to feel around our dicks.
But we had a bit more teasing before we could get to that point, so I growled out another sexy question to Joel. “When do you get to come, slut?”
It took our naughty boy several more thrusts and a few careful stretches before he got words out. “You…and…I…and cum…”
Well, it seemed to be technically correct, so I decided to let that be an approved answer. “Good boy.”