As I held it up, I could see something flicker through Jonah’s eyes. “Are you done?”
He’d eaten enough that he might not want any more. I had to remember he might not need as much as we did to get full. Jonah smiled and nodded, snuggling into Graham’s embrace. “Good boy.”
I leaned over and kissed him gently as I stood. Heading into the kitchen, I quickly cleaned up, tossing everything into the dishwasher. When I came back out to the living room, Graham had Jonah leaning against the armrest and he was stroking his chest with his free hand.
Leaning against the doorframe, I watched as Jonah soaked up his touch with his eyes closed and the most peaceful look on his face. The only thing that kept him from looking perfectly angelic was the slim erection that was sticking up from his groin and the low moans that were quietly escaping.
They were so perfect together it made my chest ache.
I’d known from the first time Graham mentioned him that something would be different with Jonah, but I hadn’t realized how right it would be until I met him. He was ours, and seeing the way he gave himself completely to Graham made it clear he knew it too.
The sweats I’d thrown on after our shower were starting to tent as I watched Graham’s slow, tender caresses. Jonah was still, trying not to move the plug, but he was too controlled. It was time to push him a bit, then we’d see about letting him come.
Quietly crossing the room, I kneeled in front of the couch and leaned over Jonah to take Graham’s lips in a slow, deep kiss. Jonah gave a low moan as he opened his eyes and watched our dueling lips, so I let my hand slide up his chest and start playing with his nipples as I poured everything I was feeling into Graham.
No matter how I was coming to feel about Jonah, I would always love Graham.
Jonah gave a low needy sound as I plucked at his nipples and tugged them, giving him just enough pain to push his desire even higher. Graham must have loved the sounds our boy was making because he shivered and moaned as I pulled back, whispering quietly, “I love you.”
Leaning down, I kissed Jonah’s sweet, full lips, keeping it light and tender as I teased his nipples. “That’s my good boy. Tell me how good it feels. You like the pain, don’t you?”
As Jonah groaned and nodded, I smiled at Graham. “What do you think about nipple rings so we can lead him around the club on a leash?”
Jonah gasped and his hips bucked up, making his fascination with that idea clear, but Graham made a hum and shook his head. I knew that look, so I just played along. “What do you think?”
He stroked down Jonah’s chest and along the length of his cock. “I’m thinking a piercing on his cock so that we could keep him hard and lead him around that way. Restrained completely, of course, so there would be no way he could hide his sexy dick.”
A shiver raced through Jonah and I could see his cock jerk under Graham’s tender touch. “I like that idea. Maybe something shiny and eye-catching at the tip so even when he wasn’t leashed it would stand out.”
We’d seen something like that once a long time ago when we were first exploring BDSM and had found some underground meetings. They’d been a little more than we’d been comfortable with, so we hadn’t gone back very many times, but they’d given me a wealth of ideas about what our omega might want to explore one day.
“Oh yes.” Graham stroked around the head of Jonah’s cock, teasing the leaking slit. “That would be perfect.”
“If we get a cage for his cock, we’re going to have to make sure we can still access the piercing so we can keep him leashed even when he’s locked up.” I couldn’t decide if it was the idea of being locked up like that or on display that had him reacting, but something about it made Jonah clench down on the plug and writhe.
“Naughty boy, are you supposed to be trying to orgasm without permission?” We all knew the answer to that, but Jonah clenched down again, loving something about being a naughty boy.
“No, Master. I’m sorry.” He might have been sorry, but his body was still grasping at any pleasure he could because his hips thrust up against Graham’s light touch. “I just…I can’t…”
“I think you’re going to have to be punished.” If I sounded a little excited about that prospect, I wasn’t going to complain.
Graham and Jonah looked at me with curious, needy expressions, both wondering what I was thinking. I focused on Graham. “Lay him out on the floor and make sure his legs are spread.”
It wouldn’t keep him from clenching down on the plug, but we’d be able to see what he was doing, and just being on display would push him even higher.
Graham nodded, but I could see questions in his expression, and I knew he hadn’t figured out what Jonah’s punishment was going to be. His curiosity was satisfied somewhat when I reached over to the small side table and pulled lube out of the drawer to toss it on the floor beside us.
But more questions and thoughts showed on his face as he laid Jonah out on the floor.
Spreading Jonah’s legs and making sure our omega was open for us gave him a minute to collect his thoughts. Graham had always been very willing to tell me no when I pushed for something he didn’t want or wasn’t ready for, so I knew that if his uncertainty went into deeper territory he wouldn’t be afraid to steer things in a different direction.
By the time he had Jonah laid out on the floor, he’d collected his thoughts and made his decision. As I came up behind him, he turned his head and kissed me gently as Jonah watched, still catching up with what was going on.
As we kissed, I wrapped my arms around Graham to caress his chest as I rocked my dick against his ass. When I reached back with one hand and pushed his sweats down, baring his ass, I heard Jonah moan and knew he finally got it.
What better punishment for a greedy omega than to see his Masters getting to come?
Breaking away from his mouth, I kissed down his neck, nibbling and biting as I reached for the lube. The wet sound had Graham and Jonah moaning, and I bit down on Graham’s neck, chuckling. “It’s been a while since I fucked you, hasn’t it?”
