Not anymore.
“If you want me to spank you again I need more words, and I need you to answer my questions.” Dare was clearly enjoying being able to tease Ryan. Frying Ryan’s brain seemed to give Dare everything he needed.
Ryan wanted the spanking more than anything I’d ever seen, but his brain wasn’t working well enough to get it. He took a long, deep breath and seemed to force his brain to function. “What?”
It was just enough to get his point across. Dare chuckled. “What question? I guess you want me to repeat myself again, don’t you?”
Dare didn’t wait for a response.
He shifted around to Ryan’s side, caressing his chest then down to tease Ryan’s dick. “Did you already forget my first question or are you a naughty boy?”
Ryan shivered and his eyes squeezed shut. He nodded frantically and managed another word. “Yes.”
Yes, he’d forgotten or yes, he was naughty?
Please let it be naughty.
Dare laughed wickedly and scraped his nails over the head of Ryan’s cock, making him cry out and buck into Dare’s hand. If it felt that good when Ryan was clothed, I couldn’t help but imagine how incredible it would be naked. To feel Dare’s nails scraping over my cock and that fabulous pain shooting through me would be mind-blowing.
“Please.” It wasn’t what Dare wanted from Ryan, but he loved the response anyway.
“Are you begging for more?” Dare moved behind Ryan and I could only imagine he was grinding again. “You beg so prettily. But that’s not what I wanted, was it?”
Ryan didn’t seem to know what to say. He shook and, if I had to guess, was desperately trying not to come.
Dare chuckled. “We can’t finish undressing Scott until you’re a good boy and you answer me. You’ve taken so long he might not be hard anymore.”
No chance of that.
Ryan forced his eyes open. It seemed to take every bit of control he had to focus on me. I didn’t know what he saw but it must have been the need that was still coursing through me because he relaxed and the barest hint of a smile crossed his lips.
The words came out husky and needy, but also confident and honest. He was ready to admit what he wanted. “I want you to spread it out. I want another spanking.”
He was beautiful.
How had I never seen it?
Before I could do anything more than squeeze his arms, the sound of Dare’s smack clapped in the room like thunder. Ryan’s entire body shivered and his eyes nearly rolled back in his head. “Fuck. So…good…”
I could only imagine what it felt like; I was feeling so much myself. Frustration at my own reservations that had prevented me from reaching for the fantasy. Longing for the pleasure Ryan was soaking up, though a quiet voice reminded me that it wouldn't be our only night. But the biggest feeling pressing down on me was amazement that Ryan was sharing it with me. He was letting me in and holding me while the pleasure coursed through him.
I’d never imagined anything like it.
“That’s my good boy.” The words poured out of Dare like silk. His pride in Ryan’s words were unmistakable, as well as his desire.
“I want to be able to see that sexy ass of yours before I give you the rest of your spanking. I know you want more. I can’t wait to see if I can make you come from spanking you.” Dare’s words painted images in my head of how they would look and my cock jerked again.
Precum was leaking out so badly I knew if they didn’t get my pants off soon it would be clear just how much I wanted them both. And that wasn’t a stain I wanted to explain to my drycleaner.
Dare’s hand finally released Ryan’s dick, and he moved to stand beside us again. “Let’s finish getting my handsome boy naked.”
I wanted to beg them to go faster or thank Dare for something…anything…but neither response was right. There was just so much bottled up inside and I was desperate to get it out. “Please.”
Begging would work.
Dare chuckled, but he nodded and walked back around to start stroking my back and ass again. When he spoke again, relief poured through me. “Unzip and pull his pants down, Ryan. I want to see his beautiful ass and the sexy cock I’m going to ride.”
It could have been embarrassing or weird, but as Ryan watched me with his intent, passionate expression, it felt right. Like it was something we’d been doing for years even though everything was still so new for us. Ryan simply responded, “Yes, Sir.”
