Page 29 of Bryce


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Bryce’s wicked grin said he’d figured out the trick of the toy and was thoroughly enjoying it.

Troy couldn’t wait to see how Bryce responded to it. He had a feeling it would be beautiful when he gave himself over to the torturous pleasure. Neither man had noticed him yet, so he leaned against the frame and watched.

“You know what we agreed, baby. You said you wanted us to wait until Troy got home. You wanted him to play with us, too. Don’t you remember?” Bryce trailed his fingers around Oliver’s nipples, alternating between soft caresses and little flicks that made Oliver cry out. As pink as they were, he had a feeling Bryce had been playing with them for a while.

“I didn’t think it would be this long!” Oliver wailed out as Bryce pinched one nipple.

“We didn’t specify a time. And you don’t see me complaining, do you?”

Hmm,the way Bryce said that had sparks shooting through Troy. What was his boy up to? “Were my boys waiting for me?”

Troy let his voice go deep and reflect all the need that was surging through him. They were beautiful. Oliver gave a shout of pleasure like his team had just won a touchdown, and Bryce gave a small start as he looked over his shoulder to the doorway.

“We were waiting for you.” Bryce’s voice was low and sexy. Desire flashed through his eyes as he gave Oliver’s nipple another pinch, sending pleasured moans through the house.

“I can see.”

“Oliver agreed. He even got to come in the car as a reward.”

“It sounds like you were extremely generous.” Troy stalked into the room, reaching up to loosen his tie before slipping it off. Tossing it carelessly to the floor, he slowly worked his way down the buttons on his shirt while his men watched, transfixed.

When the shirt was off and had joined the tie on the floor, Troy toed off his shoes and reached for his belt. Oliver whimpered and stretched his head up to watch as Troy teased them both by taking his time. The pants finally hit the carpet with a low thud from the buckle and both men sighed.

Troy would have smiled if he hadn’t been so turned on.

Hooking his fingers through his boxers, he bent over at the waist, pushing them down. He was facing the wrong direction for the men to be able to see his ass, but as he took off his socks and stepped out of the puddle of clothes, he heard both of them whimper.

Bottoming wasn’t his thing, but he wasn’t averse to a little ass play, and from the sounds coming from the bed, both men were in agreement. Straightening up, he ate up the distance to the bed in two long strides. He was done teasing. He wanted them.

Bryce moved to meet him, but Troy was too fast. Before Bryce had moved down to Oliver’s hips, he had Bryce in his arms. Taking Bryce’s mouth in a long, deep kiss, Troy reached out and let his fingers wander down the length of Oliver’s trapped cock.

Oliver made a sound of half-pleasure, half-pain, and the begging started again. Troy pulled back, giving Bryce one last tender kiss. “It looks like you two have been having fun on your date.”

Bryce’s eyes almost glowed with pleasure as he looked down at Oliver. Reaching out, he moved his hand to join Troy’s on Oliver’s hard cock. “He showed me the toys.”

“I’m glad.” Troy teased down the long length to roll Oliver’s tight, full balls in his hand. The noises from Oliver were incredible. “I think Oliver might be ready for more.”

“You took longer than he thought to come home.” Bryce smirked and flicked the head of Oliver’s cock, making their sub almost vibrate from the sensation.

“What did you have planned, tiger?” Troy could envision countless perfect scenarios, but he wasn’t sure what Bryce wanted, and he was going to do his best to let Bryce take the lead.

“Oliver and I talked at dinner. I went into great detail about what I wanted us to do. Kitten, why don’t you tell Troy what we talked about?” Bryce let his hand stop teasing Oliver long enough for him to take a breath.

If he thought Oliver could give them a long, drawn-out account of the sexy torment Bryce had put him through, Bryce would have to be disappointed. Oliver pushed his hips up, shouting out, “You fuck him, he fucks me, please! Sirs, please!”

What? Troy stopped shifting the toy buried deep in Oliver. “It sounds like you boys made a wonderful plan.”

Troy stretched out over Oliver and gave him a quick kiss. “Are you ready for Bryce to fuck you? Do you want him to go slow or—”

“Hard. God, hard and fast. Please.” Oliver was nearly frantic, thrusting up and trying to reach for Troy. Giving his boy a kiss, he reached down and fucked him hard and fast for two or three quick strokes. “I think you’re ready.”

Oliver wailed and thrashed around, almost there, but between the collar around his dick and being so close to the edge for so long, he couldn’t come. Troy loved seeing him like that. “I think I need to get Bryce ready, though.”

Oliver shook his head, but the words didn’t come out, so Troy looked to a slightly nervous Bryce. Troy straightened to give him a kiss. “Are you ready for me?”

Bryce nodded, finding his confidence again because he turned and pushed down the tiny, tight shorts to bare his ass. The smooth skin of his bottom drew Troy’s gaze, but so did the plug sticking out from between Bryce’s firm cheeks. Bryce peeked over his shoulder, giving Troy a sassy look. “Oliver watched while I got ready for you.”

A low, dirty chuckle escaped Troy. Knowing Oliver, it would have driven his kitten crazy to watch Bryce tease and stretch his hole but not be able to touch him. He couldn’t wait to have them reenact it for him later. Troy reached out and put his hand low on Bryce’s back. “Bend over for me. Push your ass up and let me see if you did a good job.”