26. Bjorn

26

Bjorn

“Oh, that was the money shot!”

I chuckle and kiss the side of Xander’s head before he drops it back on my shoulder and presses closer. I’m sure it’s less comfortable than he anticipated, what with all the button pushing and fist pumping I’ve been doing, but he’s nothing if not determined to snuggle. Kaino and I haven’t seen much of him over the past few weeks. It’s end of term, and Xander’s been swamped. So I’m here for all the closeness. Plus, he’s freaking cute when he’s trying to be a supportive gamer boyfriend. “Babe, I don’t think that means what you think it means.”

Xander sits up again, his brows drawn down in the cutest scowl. “It references a scene in film, or in this case, a video game, where the cost is high but the payout will also be high.”

I snort. “Okay. Sure.”

Xander’s scowl deepens. “Why? What do you think it means?”

“Watch this.” Kaino lines up a shot and fires. The scene goes into slow motion, and the camera follows the bullet, which goes through one target and then a second, downing them both.

“Oh shit! That was perfect!” I hold out a fist and Kaino bumps it with theirs. “Shot of the game.”

They grin at me. “So far. We still have hours left to play.”

With a dramatic harrumph, Xander picks up his book, retreating to the corner of the sofa. “I adore being ignored so you can shoot pretend bad guys in some country that doesn’t exist and solve some fictitious problem for higher ups that are a little too on the nose for our current political climate.”

I glance at Kaino, who looks at the clock and winces. “We have been playing for quite a while.”

When I see what time it is, it’s my turn to wince. By silent agreement, Kaino and I pause the game. “Sorry, babe.” I set my controller on the coffee table and crawl across the sofa to Xander. “We didn’t realize we’d been playing so long.”

He rolls his eyes and pretends to read his book, but he’s staring at the page, eyes unmoving. “Didn’t realize I was here, you mean.”

I take the book out of his hand, carefully putting his bookmark in place before shutting it and tossing it next to my controller. “Not possible.” I snuggle up next to him, wrapping him in my arms, and holding him close. “I always know where you are. You’re impossible to ignore.” I nuzzle his jaw and feel some of his tension ease.

“I’m feeling very left out again.”

It’s the “again” that stabs me in the heart. Being purposely left out is his biggest fear, and I’m not doing anything to ease that worry. “I’m sorry. Will you let us make it up to you?”

With a frustrated sigh, Xander turns toward me, hurt and annoyance in his expression. “You two have your video game and your shibari, and I’m trying to be part of your activities, but I don’t really see the point of video games. And I know I said I wouldn’t like being tied up, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to be part of that when you are.” His pale complexion turns berry red. “Unless that’s something you want to be for just the two of you.”

I can see how he would interpret our meditation sessions as Kaino and me purposely excluding him. Which, I suppose, we have been. But only because it seemed like something he wouldn’t be into. “Would you want to meditate with us? Kaino isn’t tied. It’s only me. You wouldn’t have to be either.”

Xander shakes his head. “No. I’m not much for meditation. But it’d be nice to say no thank you, rather than feel like you’re purposely waiting for me to be busy before you do that.”

I rub the back of my neck, feeling a little sheepish. “Well, we kind of were, but only because we didn’t want to schedule something we thought you wouldn’t want to do during times we were all together. We wanted to save those moments for stuff we all enjoy doing.”

He raises an eyebrow. “You mean like play video games for four hours straight?”

Fuck. “Point taken. Good intentions don’t mean shit. And you’re right, we should have asked and not assumed you’d say no.”

Kaino takes Xander’s hand and brings it to their lips. “We’ve honestly been meditating. Nothing more. And so far, we’ve only had three short sessions.”

I grin, bopping Xander on the nose. “Did that beautiful brain of yours think we were getting spicy? I promise you, I have boxer briefs on while we meditate.”

Xander squirms, still unsettled. “Of course you can be intimate when I’m not around.We already talked about that.” Yeah, I’m not so sure that’s true. At least when other things are making him feel insecure in our relationship. Maybe if we fix that, we can revisit the discussion. We should make sure we’re all on the same page before it ends up causing an argument. Xander fiddles with the collar of my T-shirt. “I know I’ve been busy over the past two weeks, with the end of the school year approaching, and we haven’t really had time to be together since the Gays Eating Garlic Bread in the Park event.”

I take his hand. Thankfully, he lets me. “And you’re worried that Kaino and I have had that alone time.”

Xander glares like I’m lying. “You have. You just told me so. You’ve also been hanging out playing video games. And I’m stuck at my apartment, grading papers and preparing final exams.”

I meet his wounded gaze and feel even worse than before. “Then move in. You’ll be with me every day. Especially this summer, since classes will be done for you until fall, and I’m still trying to figure out what I want to do with my time. Maybe you can help me investigate my options.”

Grumbling, he settles into my arms. “I’m thinking about it. And about what outside activities I’d like to do with you both.”

“Good. Have you come up with anything?” His skin smells like his really expensive body wash and I press my nose behind his ear, inhaling deeply.

“Yes.” He wriggles under me, and my body responds enthusiastically. “I want the three of us to go on the Wine, Bread, Cheese and Chocolate tour. It’s at three pm every day and they take you on a walking tour of eight Downtown Seattle wine shops, cheese mongers, bakeries, restaurants, and chocolatiers.”

Kaino groans and nods vigorously. “God that sounds like heaven. Count me in.”

Xander gasps softly as I nip at his earlobe. “Count me in too. That sounds amazing. When do you want to go?” I suck on the spot at the base of his neck, and he moans, which is exactly the response I wanted.

“How about after I finish with the semester? We can go on a weekday and maybe avoid the weekend crowds.”

“Perfect. It’s a date.” I slide my hand down his torso and over his hip to grab his biteable ass. “You know, if you move in, we can do this all the time. I can come in and distract you from your boring school work, and you can be part of our meditation sessions any time you want.”

Xander’s fingers slip into my hair. “Are you using meditation sessions as a euphemism?” He tilts his head slightly, and I take full advantage of the offer, nibbling at the beautiful porcelain skin of his throat.

Kaino coughs to get our attention. “Would you like to take this upstairs?”

I pause mid-nibble and turn to look at them, my already interested cock getting fully onboard with the possibilities. Kaino rarely initiates anything sexual, so when they do, I’m eager to take full advantage. “What did you have in mind?”

“Well–” Mischief sparkles in their eyes. “I was thinking, we have some perfectly good rope being neglected upstairs. We could put that to non-meditative use.” They focus their attention solely on me. “If you’d be up for that.”

The truth is, I’ve been thinking about it, on and off, since Kaino and I started our meditations. Especially since they’ve been careful to make sure I’m not in any pain or uncomfortable with the process. Xander squirms under me, and I can feel his previously half-hard cock now fully pressing against my thigh. “It would be different than what we’ve already done. Tell me how.”

There’s respect and appreciation in their eyes. “Good. You’re thinking. That’s excellent. So, the main differences are you’d be naked, the goal would be sexual gratification instead of meditation, Xander would be with us, and the rope would be tied differently. It would be arms, legs, and torso, though I’d still avoid your scar, and the position might not be as comfortable. Unless you’re opposed to that, in which case, I’d find a neutral position for you to be in. Maybe spread eagle on the bed with wrists and ankles bound.”

Do I want to play it safe? Do something neutral, as Kaino put it. Or do I want to try something a little challenging? “If I’m uncomfortable, or want you to change my position, would you?”

“Would you want me to? As far as I’m concerned, this is all about you. You tell me what the tone is for the scene, and that’s what I’ll do. If you want me to tie you up and make it uncomfortable, I will. If right now, you tell me that you want me to untie you and change positions if you ask, I will. If you tell me you want me to ignore your request until you use your safeword, I will. But whatever you ask is exactly what I’ll do, so make sure you’re clear with what you want.”

The thought is exciting in a slightly taboo kind of way. Before I can answer, Kaino sits up, their business face in place. “If you’re truly considering this, then I have a few questions for both of you.” They look at Xander. “Do you want to participate?”

Xander narrows his eyes. “Do I want to be involved in the sexy times you’re planning? Yes. Absolutely. Do I want to be tied as well? No. I’m very good not being tied.”

Kaino looks at me. “You’re okay with being tied?”

“Yes. And I’m good with it being slightly uncomfortable as long as it doesn’t aggravate my side. The scar’s still a little too sensitive for that.”

Kaino nods. “Okay. For either of you, is there anything in particular that is triggering and should be avoided?”

I shake my head. “No triggers, as far as I know. Like I said, avoid my side, and I’d rather any pain be minimal and result from being tied, not from spanking or slapping or anything like that.”

“I don’t want any spanking or slapping either.” Xander disentangles himself from me, which is disappointing, but it’s probably a good idea. We need to pay attention.

Kaino looks between us. “Is there anything in particular that is needed or wanted and should be included?”

Xander frowns. “Like what?”

Kaino’s eyes sparkle. “Like praise. For example, me telling Bjorn how well he’s doing. Or touching. Maybe Bjorn wants to be tied up and have us tease certain parts of him. Or tickle him. Things like that.”

Xander makes an ‘oh’ face and then grins. “I’m always up for praise, so lots of that, please.”

“I love praise, too. But I could be up for a bit of teasing.” My cock throbs in my jeans as I imagine Xander ghosting his fingertips over my aching balls and up my shaft, the pressureof his caress enough to make me want more, but not giving it to me.

Kaino pins me with a penetrating gaze. “So I don’t assume anything, is sexual activity welcome in this scene?”

I barely let them finish speaking before I’m nodding vigorously. “Fuck yeah. All the touching. Lots of touching and sucking. And fucking. And orgasms. Please and thank you.”

Kaino grins. “So polite. I approve.”

Xander’s head is nodding so quickly I’m worried he’s going to hurt himself. “I do, too. And yes to all that, for me too.”

“So, is that what we’re defining as sexual activity? Everything from touching to full penetrative sex?”

I groan and rub my face. “You’re taking all the sexiness out of the sex, vennen .”

Their gaze becomes laser sharp, without humor or teasing in it. “This is meant to be fun, but it’s also nothing to play around with. I don’t want to assume anything. People can get emotionally as well as physically hurt when that happens, and I don’t plan on either ever happening when the three of us are playing. Okay?”

Shit. That’s totally fair. “Okay. Sorry.”

“One last question. Are we playing with anything other than ropes?”

Xander raises an eyebrow. “You mean like blindfolds?”

“Yes. Or gags. Based on what you both mentioned before, I’m already ruling out floggers or any other pain-inflicting devices. But what about sex toys?”

Goosebumps break out all over my body, and my cock strains against my zipper. “Fuck yes.” The words are past my lips before I register wanting to say them.

Xander grins like I’ve just given him the best gift ever, and even Kaino looks amused. “You like that idea.”

“Duh.” It’s like they don’t even know me.

Kaino nods. “Okay. Everyone remembers their safeword?”

Xander blurts his out. “Manderley.”

I ignore the ever-increasing ache in my cock and pay attention. “Mine is spawn.”

“And mine is red.” Kaino glances between us, their grin getting wider as they watch us squirm in anticipation. “Alright, Bjorn. Upstairs. Strip and wait for us.”

Why is that idea so erotic? I kiss Xander on the temple and grin at Kaino as I shove off the sofa and speed walk toward the stairs. Pita lifts his head, and I point at his bed. “Pita. Stay.” He immediately hops off the sofa and throws himself into his dog bed. “Good boy.”

From the corner of my eye, I see Xander shiver and press the heel of his hand against his cock. “I’ve been a good boy.” Our prickly professor does love to be praised and seems to have a dominance kink.

“You have. And we’re going upstairs to give you your reward.” I wink at him and hurry toward the stairs, taking them two at a time, equally eager to get things started. When I hit the doorway to the bedroom, I start yanking off my clothes, tossing them in the general direction of the hamper but not caring that they don’t quite make it. Before I have a chance to feel self-conscious about being naked and alone in the middle of my bedroom, I hear Xander and Kaino on the stairs. Xander slows as he enters the room, eyes darting all over my body. “You should greet us like this all the time.”

I flex for him and give my cock a few tugs. “You think so?”

Kaino enters the room carrying the incline bench from the gym. They set it down behind me and grab my wrist, shaking their head. “No touching. You are no longer in charge. I am.” Xander makes a little whimpering sound, and I have to agree with him. Bossy Kaino is a sexy Kaino. They adjust the incline of the bench so it’s at about one hundred twenty degrees. In that position, I’ll be leaning back but still mostly sitting rather than lying down.

“Yes, Sir.”

Kaino’s eyes flash, and they point at the bench. “Sit. I’ll get the ropes. Do you have a preference for which toy, or toys, you’d like Xander to use?”

I hadn’t been completely sure they were serious about the toys, but the thought is so fucking hot. Snippets of porn scenes flash in my mind, and my already hard cock throbs. I turn toward the bedside table, but Kaino grabs my arm and shakes his head. “No. You sit. Tell Xander which ones, and he’ll get them.”

I drop onto the bench and meet Xander’s gaze. “Bedside table. Any of those.”

Xander’s lip quirks. “Keeping the favorites close at hand?”

“Duh. Why not? Who am I hiding them from? And why not keep them close for when the mood strikes?”

He shrugs. “Fair points.” He opens the drawer and peers inside. I can see him bypassing several of the more vanilla options. When he extracts the inflatable, I’m glad I’m sitting down.

I must make a needy sound because Kaino chuckles as they drop the rope onto the carpet by my feet. “Is that a favorite?” I nod, my eyes riveted to the drawer to see what Xander picks next.

“What about this one?” He holds up my sparkly purple stroker, and I nod again. He grabs something else from the drawer, but I don’t see what it is. I’m fascinated by the new rope Kaino is prepping.

It’s a medium blue color, and it looks smoother than the hemp we’ve been using. “What’s it made from?”

Kaino grins. “Bamboo. It’s very soft.” They find the middle and set it aside. “I bought it specifically for that reason. It will feel sensual against your skin and won’t leave as many marks.” They stand, bringing the end of the rope with them. “Give me your wrists.”

I hold them out, palms pressed together, and Kaino begins. The rope does feel silky and glides smoothly over my skin. I close my eyes, almost out of habit, and let the gentle tugging jostle me into my happy place. Everything has a slightly muted feel, similar to when I get my hair washed at a salon, or when I’m a passenger in a car on a long trip. I’m fully aware of my surroundings but slightly removed. “Is this too tight?”

“No. It feels good.” And it does. Calming. I’m still horny as hell and excited for what’s to come—hopefully me—but there’s a peaceful energy thrumming under everything that’s soothing. Creaking from the bed means Xander is probably sitting on the edge. I’m sure he’s just as mesmerized, watching Kaino weave patterns with the rope. This is his first time seeing them in action. Maybe someday I’ll ask him to film us so I can get the outside perspective and watch the weaving process.

Kaino pulls my arms up and over so my bound hands are now behind my head. The pull on the rope forces my elbows toward the ceiling. “Are you still okay? This isn’t hurting your side?”

“No. It still feels good.” So good. Kaino’s hands move along my body, always in contact, helping me let go by grounding me through touch. With infinite care, they wrap the rope around my chest, weaving a harness. With my eyes still closed and my hands behind my head, I’m unable to see the pattern. “Which one today?” Several have names based on the pattern, not that I know many. But I’m learning.

“This one’s a basic harness. Xander is far too eager to wait for anything intricate.” There’s amusement in their voice, and I grin in response.

“I can’t help it. He looks so good.” Xander’s voice is rough and a little strained. “Bjorn, you look edible. So damned sexy.”

I feel sexy. Desirable. The sexual tension in his voice makes me feel powerful. I’m the focus of their attention, and it’s heady stuff. I get why Xander likes it.

Kaino lifts one of my legs and sets my heel on the bench, my thigh falling away from my body. “You know, you don’t need to keep your eyes closed for this.”

I attempt to shrug. “Yeah, but it feels good. Right. Unless it bothers either of you.”

“It doesn’t bother me at all. Kit, what about you?”

Xander’s voice is closer, so they must have finished digging through my toy drawer. “It doesn’t bother me either.” Kaino wraps the rope around the middle of my thigh and then around my shin, cinching them together, repeating it on my other leg so that I’m sitting in a kind of reclined frog pose. At least that’s what it feels like. I sense them stepping behind me, and Xander groans. “Oh my fucking god, that’s porn material right there. Bjorn, you look…” His words trail off, but he tries again. “How is that pose so filthy and yet not?”

“It’s art.” Kaino’s voice comes from behind me as they secure my torso and wrists to the bench. “Bjorn, are you still alright? Anything hurt?”

I shake my head. “Nothing hurts. I am feeling exposed, but honestly, I’m liking it. A lot.” I turn my face toward Xander and grin. “Mostly because I can hear the lust in Xander’s voice.”

“Jesus, Bjorn, if you could see yourself, you’d understand. That position, the rope, your fucking gorgeous body, and that cocky grin? It’s a wet dream come true.” I lean back against the incline of the bench and rock my hips up, feeling my ass lift off the leather. Xander moans. “Jesusfuckingchrist you’re going to make me come before I even touch you.”

“Xander.” Kaino’s voice cracks like a whip and we both still. The only sound in the room is our harsh breathing. Then I feel Kaino’s lips on mine in the softest kiss, their voice low and sexy. “Are you okay with this?”

I nod. “So okay with it. More than okay.” They only have to look at my cock to see that. I should open my eyes, but I don’t want to. Real or not, having them closed seems to heighten my other senses, and I love it.

“Xander, no touching yourself. You may not be physically bound, but you do as I say.” Kaino’s warm breath tickles my ear. “Are you still alright with Xander touching you while you’re bound?”

“Yes. Very.”

“Are you still alright with him using toys on and in you while you’re tied like this?”

“Yes. Definitely.”

Kaino kisses my cheek. “I’ll be across the room in the chair, watching you both. Seeing how beautiful you are together. I want you to tell us what feels good. I want to hear your moans, Bear. But if anything stops feeling good, or if you have any pain, you tell me. Or use your safeword.”

“I will.”

I sense Kaino moving away from the bench. “Strip.” There’s a rustling of fabric, the metallic tinkling of a belt buckle being opened, and a zipper being pulled. That’s followed by several thumps, and I imagine Xander’s clothes hitting the floor. Something heavy is dragged across the carpet. The chair? There’s a soft whoosh of fabric on fabric and then Kaino’s voice, maybe ten feet away and to my left. “Bjorn, you’re allowed to open your eyes if you’d like.”

“I know. But I like having them closed. It feels… more.” I don’t know how else to describe it.

There’s a slight pause. “Do you want a blindfold?”

I shake my head. “No. I may want to open my eyes at some point. Is that okay?”

“Yes. What’s your safeword?”

God, why is his bossy voice so damned sexy? “Spawn.”

“Good, Bear. Xander, what’s your safeword?”

“Manderley.”

Another pause. “Good boy, Kit. Now, I want you to touch Bjorn. Caress his bare skin. Feel the silkiness of the rope. But no more than that.”

I expect the touch, and I want it. But it doesn’t come. I wait. And wait. Almost a full minute passes, and Xander still hasn’t touched me. My skin is vibrating with anticipation. My nerves tingle as I try to predict where and when Xander will finally touch my body. And still, it doesn’t happen. Kaino hasn’t made more instructions, so they must be okay with this. A hand lands on my neck, and I jump, inhaling sharply. “Fucker.”

“You love it.” The grin in Xander’s voice is clear as a bell, and I laugh in response. That is, until he ghosts his fingers along my jaw and down my throat, circling the hollow at the base before trailing lower. “Ohh, the rope is very soft. I expected it to be rougher.” It sounds like he’s facing the other way, so I assume he’s speaking to Kaino.

“We use hemp for our meditation. I bought the bamboo especially for my two favorite people because I knew this scene would happen at some point.” Kaino sounds very smug, and they should be. This rope is silky and sexy as hell.

“Thank you, vennen . That was very thoughtful of you, and I love it.”

Xander smooths his hands across my shoulders and down my chest. The not knowing where he’ll touch is as much torture as pleasure, and my body is thrumming with the suspense. He brushes his fingertips over my nipples, and I moan. “Fuck, yeah.”

“Mmm. You love when I do that.” He rolls the hard nubs between his thumbs and forefingers, tugging gently, then squeezing just a little too tightly, and I gasp. I do love it. And I want him to do it again. Instead, he trails his fingertips lower, across my abdomen. The air in front of me changes very slightly, and there’s a soft thud on the carpet before I feel Xander’s hair tickling my inner thigh and calf. Oh god, he’s kneeling between my legs. In this very vulnerable position, with my legs spread wide, thighs falling open, pulled up almost to chest level, I’m more exposed than I’ve ever been, helpless, and for a moment I panic. But just as quickly, the fear is replaced by excitement. Or, maybe not replaced, but overshadowed. The fear is still there, or it wouldn’t be exciting. “I want to do more than touch you, but I’m not allowed to yet.”

Kaino’s voice, now a little gruffer than before, draws my attention. “Xander, just because you can’t touch, doesn’t mean you can’t tease.”

Oh fuck, that’s hot! I have no idea what they mean, or what they’re trying to imply, but I’m here for it. Well, I’d be here for it even if I wasn’t tied to the bench. Xander continues to tease me with light touches, running his fingertips along my inner thighs and over my abdomen but never actually touching my dick. “Kaino said you could touch my bare skin, Doc.”

“And I am.” He caresses my hips and outer thighs.

“I’m not sure if you noticed, but my dick is right in front of you, and it’s covered in skin.”

Xander snorts. “I’m not here to think, and neither are you. If I’m not mistaken, this is Kaino’s time to do the thinking. We do the doing.”

“Exactly.” There’s a hint of amusement in their voice.

I groan in protest. It may come out as a whine. “I want my dick touched. Scratch that. I want my dick sucked.” I won’t get what I want, but it’s worth a shot.

“Do you?” Xander’s warm breath wafts over my dick. I nod and try not to whimper. “You know what I want?” This time I shake my head. “I want to touch you here.” His fingers glide down the backs of my thighs. “And I want to touch you here.” The heat in his voice is making me so fucking turned on, and I’m practically vibrating as he brushes his fingers around my hole.

“Oh, fuck!” My hips jerk, and I roll them up, exposing more of my ass. “God, yes. Do that again.” Instead, he continues to tease, his fingertips gliding close again but then fluttering away to caress down my legs and over the soles of my feet. I try to jerk back when he tickles my arches.

“Xander!”

Xander’s touch pauses, and his voice sounds like he’s turned around. “Kaino?”

“What do you want to do, Kit?”

A wicked chuckle is Xander’s first response. “He looks so good like this. His cock is jutting straight up, begging to be sucked.” Xander has the best ideas.

“Bear, is that what you want?”

If my hands weren’t pressed against the back of my head, I’d be nodding quickly and reaching for Xander. “Yes. Yes, please. I want that.”

I can picture the smirk on Kaino’s face. “Go ahead, Kit. But don’t let him come.”

Knowing Xander like I do, I’m expecting him to eagerly swallow me whole. Instead, he reaches out and tweaks my nipples. I gasp in surprise and pleasure, arching into the slightly painful pinch. A bead of precum trickles down my cock, the sensation like a teasing caress, and it’s so damned erotic. My hips jerk again. “Look at you. So eager.” Some part of Xander grazes over my balls and up the length of my cock. It’s not until I feel his warm breath against my skin that I realize it must be his nose. “God, you smell so good.”

“I taste good, too.” Pressing my feet into the edges of the bench, I try to thrust the tip of my cock where I imagine his lips are, but the ropes keep me from moving too far. Instead of his mouth, I feel his index finger and thumb lightly circling the base of my cock, stroking me with a frustratingly feather-light touch. “Xander. Please, baby.”

As if it helps, Xander’s soft lips tease the head of my dick, the pressure still too light to be satisfying. “Is this what you want? My mouth?”

“Yes.” I try to keep the frustration out of my tone, but I fail miserably.

Xander’s hands and lips are gone in an instant. “Are you getting impatient?”

I shake my head. “No. Okay, maybe. I’m sorry.” Dammit. Now he’s going to tease me more. “Please, baby. You know how much I love your mouth on me.”

“I don’t think you’re ready for that yet.” I whimper, disappointment and frustration too strong to hold it in. The click of the lube bottle’s pump gives me some hope that something good will happen soon. I’m not disappointed.

Whether out of pity or something else, Xander grips my cock firmly in his slick fist and strokes me hard and fast. “Oh, fuck, yes!” I try to thrust, forgetting the ropes won’t allow for that. But it doesn’t matter because Xander’s getting me there. “Fuck. Feels so good.” My thighs and chest flex against the ropes, and I’m very glad we’re not using jute, or I’d be covered in rope welts. I lean my head into the V of my wrists and moan, feeling the tingling start in my tailbone. The sound of a zipper opening has images of Kaino fully dressed, cock in hand, filling my mind, and immediately, I’m on the edge. “I’m gonna come.” In an instant, Xander releases my cock. “No! Fuck, baby, no.” I try to thrust again, searching for his hand.

“Good boy, Xander.” There’s a slight breathiness to Kaino’s usual calm tone, and I know they’re stroking themselves. “You have the makings of a good switch.” I can practically feel the smugness rolling off of Xander. “Touch him again, Kit.”

Rather than the anticipated feel of Xander’s hand on my cock, I feel him move away. I tilt my head, trying to listen for clues. He’s only gone a few seconds before dropping back onto his knees between my legs. “Try this.”

For a split second, cool silicone rests against the head of my cock, and then slicked nubs squeeze my glans, and I groan. “Fuuuuck, yes.” Xander pulls the stroker further down my cock in a slow glide. It’s a tight squeeze, just how I like it, the ridges and mini nubs hugging me perfectly. I want to be impervious, show them I can resist, but Xander knows how to make me ache. And he uses that knowledge to torture me in the most exquisite way.

When the stroker makes contact with my pelvis, Xander pauses. “Good?”

“So fucking good.” My cock throbs against the tight silicone walls of the stroker, and I thrust again, wanting more. Xander takes the hint and pulls the toy up, tugging me with just the right amount of suction. “Fucking hell. How is this so much better than when I do this to myself?”

Xander chuckles. “Because it’s me doing this to you, and you know I’m incredible.”

“Baby, you are. You always make me feel so amazing.” The slight rise in my voice is directly related to the increased speed Xander’s using to stroke me. “Fuck. Oh, fuck.” The pressure of the toy’s grip is exquisite as he strokes me from base to tip, the ridge at the top adding the perfect amount of pressure to the frenulum on each pass. The slick sound of skin on skin, not my own, has me ready to explode again. If I don’t let on, we can still play until I recover. Right? I bite my lip and try to keep still, but my body betrays me as small tremors shake my legs, and my breaths turn to pants. Xander speeds up the stroke, and I wonder if maybe he’ll let me come this time. I futilely thrust, letting my legs fall open as far as the rope allows, my breath coming in short gasps. On the next upstroke, the toy is gone, and the pressure building in my balls plateaus and starts to fade. “Noooo, fuck, no, please, baby.”

“What do you want, Bjorn?” Kaino’s voice is definitely lust-deepened, and the sound of the slick stroking slows.

Fuck. Kaino’s watching Xander play with me. They have their gorgeous, slim cock in hand, maybe even playing with their balls… “Oh, fuck. I want to come. Please let me come.”

“You want this to be over? Are you done?”

Hell no, I don’t want this to be over. “Can’t I come now and then again later?”

Their dirty chuckle is like a direct caress to my balls. “What do you think, Xander? Should we let him come?”

“No.” A low humming starts, and my cock jumps as my abdomen contracts in anticipation. “I’m not done playing yet.”

Kaino laughs again. “Have we created a monster?”

Before I even consider the consequences, I blurt out a response. “Yes. He’s enjoying this far too much.”

Xander’s voice is full of sass. “Oh, sweetheart. You don’t know the half of it.”

Something slim and cool slides into my ass, and I moan. “Fuck, yes.” In a purely Pavlovian response to what is about to happen, the soft whoosh of the inflation bulb threatens to make me come. “Go slow. Please go slow or I’ll come. I won’t be able to help it.”

The expanding pressure in my ass has me squirming moments later. Xander firmly grips my thigh, demanding my attention. “Tell me when to stop. I don’t want to hurt you.”

I nod. “I will. I promise. But keep going.”

Xander squeezes the bulb several more times, his compressions getting slower with each squeeze, and I appreciate how careful he’s being. “Bjorn?”

“Still good. Close, but not there yet.” Xander pumps two more times, and I nod quickly. “Oh, fuck. Stop.” My ass is so full, and my cock is throbbing with each beat of my heart.

“Don’t. Come.” Kaino’s voice is firm even though the sound of their lubed strokes is erratic.

“Won’t. Had Xander stop before I got there.”

Xander’s voice is part amused and part frustrated. “Jesus, I’m over here, hard as a rock, but not touching myself because I’m trying to keep my heads in the game, both of them, and you two are ready to blow.”

Kaino’s voice is pure sex, all deep and growly. “Tell me seeing our gorgeous, muscly lover tied up like a present, spread open for us, cock leaking like a pipe about to burst, with a damned inflatable filling him to capacity doesn’t melt your retinas and make your cock ache.”

I can hear Xander swallow like he’s struggling for control.

“Give it up, baby. Touch yourself. You’ve made me so fucking hard I can barely keep from exploding. But I want you to come first. Then Kaino.”

He protests. “Bjorn—”

“Please, Xander. Please. Come, baby. I need that. Want to know I’ve made you feel good.” I turn in the direction of Kaino’s chair. “ Vennen , please.”

“Kaino?” Xander’s restraint is slipping. I can hear it in his voice.

“Yes. If you want, you can come, Kit.”

There’s a sharp intake of breath, so close to my oversensitive, sweat-dampened body that I can feel it. It’s accompanied by the fast slap of skin on skin. “Oh, god.” Xander’s words are pained and desperate, and I can relate. The fullness in my ass is pressing from my prostate to my second ring, and one more squeeze of the bulb will send me over the edge.

Xander rests his head against my thigh, his body gently jostling mine as he jerks himself faster and faster. With each stroke, his long hair brushes over my skin, tickling my balls, and I whimper. Kaino’s voice cuts through the lust haze. “Xander. Come.”

As if he’s been waiting for the signal, Xander gasps, nipping my thigh as his body trembles. The bite isn’t deep, but it’s enough to keep me from coming too. “God damn, that’s fucking hot!” I hear Kaino moving, the soft rustle of carpet coming nearer. He stops next to me. “Your turn, vennen ?”

“My turn.” Kaino caresses my cheek, sliding their fingers into my hair, gripping tightly as they grunt once, twice, and warmth splatters over my chest. Their ragged breaths slow, gradually evening out, and they let go of my hair. “Look at him, Xander. He’s been so good for us. He’s still rock hard.” There’s a soft smack of mouths pressing together and a low hum of appreciation. “Make him come, Kit.”

Xander squeezes the bulb once more. “Oh, fuck!” My body tenses as I shoot all over myself, come hitting my chest, biceps, and chin in a volume I don’t normally achieve. He grips my cock and strokes me through the aftershocks until I’m oversensitive and whimpering, begging him to stop. “God. Okay, stop. Please.” I sound wrecked. I feel wrecked. But I also feel amazing. “Enough. Please, babe.” Xander lets go, and my body sags against the bench, my knees falling out to the sides. I’m wrung out. My body is dead weight. If the ropes weren’t so secure, I’d fall off the bench. “Fucking hell.”

There’s a rustling of fabric, and at this point, I’m too tired to open my eyes even if I wanted to. I don’t flinch when a towel lands on my abdomen and either Kaino or Xander starts wiping at my skin. “Good god, Bjorn. I think more of you is covered in come than not.” Okay, so Xander is cleaning me off.

There’s a whoosh of air, and I shiver, my insides contracting as the inflatable deflates. “Was a fucking amazing orgasm.” I’m a little floaty and sleepy, so my words come out slurred. “Thank you.”

Xander chuckles and continues to wipe me down. “You’re welcome. It was incredibly hot.” There’s a pause, but I have no idea how long it lasts before Xander breaks the silence. “So, you liked that? It was good?”

With herculean effort, I manage to pry my eyes open and look at him. He’s a little blurry, but I can see the hope and worry on his face. “I did. I liked all of it. The ropes, the teasing.” I grin dopily. “The coming. I can’t believe after that geyser you’d even question whether I liked it.”

“It’s all part of checking in.” Kaino comes into the room, carrying a tray filled with three large glasses of water and fruit, cheese, and… “Are those Pop-Tarts?”

They set the tray down on the dresser and turn back to me. “Yes. You need some quick sugar, and I found your stash. Is that to keep them from us? Or your siblings?”

I yawn wide and wish I could rub my eyes. “What do you think? Siblings. Obviously.”

Xander snorts. “Obviously. Now, relax for a second.” I glance questioningly at him because I couldn’t get more relaxed. He gently withdraws the inflatable, tossing it and the stroker onto the dirty towel, wrapping it all up in a bundle. “That can be dealt with later.”

Kaino crosses over to us. “Yes. Now I need to untie you.” With immense care, they untie the rope, rubbing my arms and legs as each part of me is set free.

Xander brings me my water, and I chug it down when I feel like I have control of my arms and hands again. He strokes my cheek. “Shower? Bath?”

“Oh god, a bath sounds fantastic.” I lean into him. “But you’d better join me for safety reasons.”

He laughs and helps me to my feet. “Alright. Kaino, do you want to join us?”

Their smile is soft, but they shake their head. “No. I’m feeling a little overstimulated and think I’ll crawl into bed and read for a bit.” At my frown, they shake their head again. “Nothing’s wrong. It’s just my typical self-aftercare, when I’ve participated in an emotionally intense scene. I need some distance. By the time you’re done with your bath, I’ll be ready to interact again.” They place a gentle kiss on our cheeks. “I love you. Thank you for tonight.” They take a banana and a glass of water from the tray and set it aside, then carry the rest of the snacks into the bathroom and start the water. “Enjoy your bath. Make sure you eat.”

Xander and I take an extra long soak, with lots of touching and snuggling. In between, we snack on the food Kaino brought us, and I even share a Pop-Tart with Xander. That’s how he knows I truly love him. When the water gets noticeably cooler, we drain the tub, dry off, brush our teeth, pull on clean boxers, and finally crawl into bed.

After leaving briefly to brush their teeth, Kaino rejoins us, and I turn off the lights. “I love you both very much. Thank you for tonight. You made me feel special and wanted, and I’m so happy to have both of you in my life.” Am I being sappy? Hell, yes. But I don’t care. Because every word is the truth, and they should know.

Xander snuggles against me, hooking his leg over mine and resting his head on my shoulder. “I love you both, too. This isn’t where I ever imagined my life would end up, but I’m so glad it did.”

Kaino’s hand lands on my chest, and they feel around until they find our entwined fingers, giving them a squeeze. “It’s not anything I imagined either. But I’m happier than I’ve been in years and hopeful for our future. I think we have a good shot at making this work. Now, go to sleep. We all need the rest.”

I chuckle. “Now who’s being the dad?” Xander snorts into my shoulder, and Kaino sighs, but there’s a ton of affection in it. With a smile on my lips, I drift to sleep, surrounded by more love than I thought possible.