He was beautiful when he begged.
“You have to stay still and follow directions or you won’t get to come.” Bryce loved that idea, but the image of a desperate Oliver getting to orgasm was incredible, too. It would be hard to pick which sounded better.
“Yes, Sir. I will.” Oliver shook with need and the force it took to remain still in Troy’s arms. Bryce knew how hard his body was working to move with the need to grind his cock against anything.
Mentally giving himself a shake, Bryce started easing the briefs over Oliver’s erection. It was long and hard and shone like a beacon in the darkness. He took Oliver’s cock in his hand and slowly jerked him off. It was too soft a grip for Oliver to come, but the pleading noises that escaped from Oliver had Bryce’s own cock aching.
Bryce continued his painfully slow touch and looked up at Troy. The other Dom’s eyes were heated, and even though his expression didn’t give much away, Bryce knew how turned on he was. “I think he feels much better now.”
The painfully aroused noises coming from Oliver told another story entirely. Troy’s grin broke free for just a moment and it was thoroughly wicked and beautiful. “He has to be.” Troy moved his hands farther up Oliver’s shirt and had to have started teasing his nipples because the most delicious wail broke out of Oliver. He was either incredibly sensitive or Troy was teasing him mercilessly.
Maybe both.
Oliver’s cock jerked, and Bryce could see the precum leaking down the long length. Oliver squirmed and fought to keep his begging quiet, but it wasn’t working. Bryce wasn’t sure what the plan was, but he knew if they didn’t pull things back, no matter how gently he was playing with Oliver’s cock, he was going to come.
Easing off of whatever he was doing under Oliver’s shirt, Troy let him calm down enough for Oliver to catch his breath. “I think you’ve been good enough to get your spanking, kitten. What do you think? Have you behaved?”
His head bobbed up and down in a haphazard way that made him seem even more unsteady. “Yes, Sir. Please.”
The words were choppy and forced out, like Oliver’s brain wasn’t quite working. They stirred images up in Bryce’s mind that had a growl trying to escape. Picturing the desperate, needy sub draped over his lap, or even Troy’s, had him adjusting his cock in his pants.
Troy didn’t miss Bryce’s arousal. His wicked grin flashed before his calm mask settled over him again. “I think Bryce wants to spank your bottom, kitten. What do you think? Do you want to be bent over for him?”
“Yes! Please.” There was no questioning Oliver’s agreement or desire.
Bryce’s brain had given up questioning what would happen or debating what was best. His only thoughts were about what was happening right then. He wanted Oliver’s full bottom, naked and on display. Preferably over Bryce’s lap.
“Let’s take him inside.” Troy’s voice promised there would be more to come.
Bryce moved to step back and release Oliver’s cock, but Troy shook his head. “Why don’t you lead him in? We wouldn’t want him to forget who was in charge.”
Oliver whimpered and his cock jerked in Bryce’s tightening grip. Bryce had to agree. It was hot as fuck. Using Oliver’s hard dick as a handle, Bryce led him away from Troy. They followed the other Dom up a large porch and into their home.
Bryce couldn’t focus on the details of the house. The feel of Oliver in his hand and the way the sexy Dom moved through the house took all his concentration. Flashes of wood and leather registered as a living room and a tall staircase meant they were heading for the bedroom.
That was all he needed to know.
Carefully teasing and tugging at Oliver’s cock as they walked through the hallway, Bryce’s heart rate jumped as they entered the bedroom. An impossibly wide bed took up most of the space and Bryce noticed a long dresser and a large chair in a corner, but that was about it. The rest of his attention was aimed at Troy and Oliver.
Oliver had been good going through the house, but the promise of his spanking was making it hard for him to stay focused. Troy had to say his name twice to get his attention. “Are you going to listen and be good?”
Oliver nodded but whimpered as Bryce let go of his cock. “Yes. Oh, yes.”
Bryce didn’t hide his pleasure. He loved Troy’s control, but he wanted Oliver to know exactly how much Bryce was loving the sub’s reactions. Troy watched them both through passion-filled eyes. “Bryce, why don’t you go sit on the bed. Then we’ll have Oliver lay down over your lap.”
Oliver nodded as Bryce walked around the room and climbed up on the tall, wide bed. He pushed the pillows up behind his back and settled in, comfortable on the soft mattress. He glanced at Troy, trying not to think about how it would feel to be draped over the Dom’s lap, and nodded.
Troy walked over to the dark chair in the corner and sat down before looking at Oliver. “Push your pants down a little. We’re going to offer your ass up to Bryce. You need a spanking so bad, don’t you, kitten?”
Oliver’s hands shook as he whined and eased his jeans over his ass. His shirt and pants framed his cock and bottom beautifully, putting him on display. Bryce knew how naked it would make him feel, and probably how naughty.
“Now up on the bed. You know where I want you to be.” Troy’s voice dropped low, making both men shiver as Oliver walked over to the bed, slightly hobbled by his pants. Oliver blushed, and Bryce thought it was probably because he wasn’t as smooth or graceful as he wanted to be, but to Bryce he looked perfect.
He gave his lap a pat and let his gaze wander over the sub. Oliver’s cock jerked and Bryce’s made a matching move. Trapped behind his pants, he couldn’t wait to be naked. It wasn’t time for that yet, though. Oliver awkwardly climbed up on the bed and it made his naked ass stand out even more.
Cock bouncing, he crawled over to Bryce and laid himself over Bryce’s lap. His hard length pressed against Bryce’s legs, and every muscle was tight as he tried not to move. When he spoke, his voice was thick with need. “May I have a spanking, please?”
Bryce instinctively glanced over to Troy, whose eyes crinkled in pleasure as he nodded. Did he like that Bryce looked to him for permission, or was it just everything in general? He wasn’t sure, but he didn’t think it mattered. “Yes.”
