Oliver was nearly panting by the time Bryce was naked, cock arching up toward his muscular abs. If Troy was being honest, they were both panting, he just hid it better than his kitten. Bryce was eating up their expressions because there was a distinct swagger to his movements as he closed in on Oliver again.
Bryce brought his hand down on Oliver’s ass again, and both Doms thoroughly enjoyed the moan that echoed through the room. Oliver loved having his bottom spanked, and he wasn’t the type to hide his desire.
When Bryce reached for the lube, Oliver and Troy held their breath. To distract them both, Troy brought Oliver’s lips back to his, but he let his eyes follow Bryce. He let the cautious, confused man see how much he wanted him and hopefully a little of how much he was coming to mean to Troy.
Bryce only faltered for a moment, but he caught himself quickly and pushed aside whatever was running through his head. Turning his focus back to Oliver, Bryce teased the lube around Oliver’s sensitive opening and slid one finger in. Oliver squirmed and arched into the breach, earning another smack from Bryce.
Bryce took his time, slowly stretching Oliver. Troy could see he was being careful, but he was also enjoying how crazy it was making Oliver. By the time Bryce had the condom sheathed and lubed, Oliver was back to desperate and unsteady. Troy had only wanted to watch, but he found himself keeping Oliver from sinking down to the bed.
It was beautiful.
He loved being able to see Oliver come completely undone. Most of the time Troy was so focused on Oliver’s reactions and pleasure, he lost some of the beauty. Being able to hold Oliver and love on his kitten was wonderful. Especially when he was being pounded and taken apart.
Oliver gasped into Troy’s mouth, making delicious noises as Bryce inched his cock into Oliver’s tight hole. Troy pulled back enough to catch Bryce’s eye. “He’s ready. Kitten loves being taken hard. Bent over the couch, shoved up against the wall, he wants a lover to really own him.”
Did Bryce understand?
Maybe. His easy, slow rhythm faltered before Bryce leaned over Oliver and started riding him hard. Bryce’s hips flexed and Troy watched as his cock fucked Oliver, making his kitten howl out his pleasure. More kisses or focus on the stunning show in front of him? With his two beautiful men, it was an impossible choice.
He finally decided to share in both pleasures. He’d kiss and distract Oliver enough to keep him from coming, then he’d sit back and tell them both how incredible they looked, how sexy and erotic, how much he wanted them both. By the time they were ready to come, their lust had a desperate edge to it. Troy wanted to feed the desperation and see how high he could take them, but it wasn’t the right time.
Conscious of Bryce’s needs, he gave Bryce a long, thorough look, then slowly reached down to Oliver’s cock. “Has he been good enough? Does our kitten get to come?”
They both exploded.
Bryce growled out something low and fierce and Oliver called out a desperate plea, but it was too late. Troy wrapped his fingers around Oliver’s pulsing length and caressed him, keeping the pleasure going. Bryce gaped at them both and shook as his orgasm crashed through him.
When they’d wrung out every bit of pleasure from their orgasms, Bryce pulled out and wrapped his arms around Oliver to give him a quick, tender kiss. He got rid of the condom in the trash can by the bed, then cuddled into them.
Oliver was sandwiched in the middle, making soft, satisfied sounds. As Bryce settled back in close to them, his kitten smiled sweetly and reached around to hold them both tight. “You’re staying, right?”
Troy didn’t like the hesitation in Oliver’s voice, and, evidently, neither did Bryce. He pushed himself even tighter against Oliver and rained kisses down his neck. “I’m staying.”
Watching his two men, Troy gave them both a predatory glare. “Until I let you go tomorrow.”
It wasn’t a question, but Bryce nodded slowly. “Until you let me.” Then Bryce sat up a little. “I have a family thing on Sunday.”
Troy nodded. “I’ll release you by then.”
“Release?”
Oliver yawned, pulling Bryce down close to him again. “You think too much. I’m tired.”
Bryce let Oliver bring him back down to the bed, a matching yawn making Troy smile. “But…”
“You’ll love it.” Another yawn cracked his jaw. “Troy, don’t make him crazy.”
“Go to sleep.” Troy leaned over and gave both men quick, tender kisses. Oliver took his with a sleepy passion that made Troy smile, but Bryce opened his lips to let Troy thoroughly claim him. Giving him permission, maybe?
Pulling back when the temptation to restart things was too high, Troy gave him one last kiss to his forehead. “Sleep.”
Bryce nodded, closing his eyes and sighing as Troy pulled a blanket from the bottom of the bed over his men. Troy didn’t understand how he’d gotten so lucky, but he could only hope that they weren’t moving too fast for Bryce. It was a lot to take in, but it was so easy to see they had so much between them all. Wrapping his arms around his men, Troy let himself close his eyes.
****
Watching his two men slowly wake up, Troy let his hands rest on their chests. Letting them know he was with them, and hopefully keeping Bryce from getting too worried. He’d made it clear the night before that he was going to want Bryce’s submission the next morning, but he knew it wouldn’t be what Bryce was expecting.
Spanking and different types of erotic submission would have probably been Bryce’s first guesses, but they would have been wrong. To Troy, the deepest and most honest submission came when it wasn’t about arousal or sexual release. It was how he and Oliver had learned to communicate and to find their balance.
