Chapter 10

Dean

I'd spanked him.

He thought I was confident enough to have sex with.

I hadn't squeaked when his dick had been flicked.

They were probably low bars but I'd cleared them fairly well. Thankfully, I wasn't the one in charge of this part, so I didn't have to worry about moving them higher. That was going to be Tate's job and I was going to do my best to support him as well as I could.

The wicked grin he was wearing said he probably knew that but he didn't have an issue with it. "Such a good boy, slut. You've got such good manners."

And a pretty bottom based on how Joel was moaning that out over and over.

He didn't even seem to realize he was doing it, but between telling us how grateful he was as we spanked him and his sexy moans, his focus was on how pretty he said his ass looked. It made it impossible to be worried about anything else when he was so excited and ridiculous.

"Tell Daddy thank you again, slut. He just made your bottom so pretty. It's pink and looks so good with marks on it." Tate's dirty talk was on point and sent a shiver through Joel.

"Thank…thank you…Daddy…" Focusing was hard but Joel managed to get the words out as his ass pushed up, hole winking at us. "You're…you're making me so pretty and…and I'm going to tingle so good, Daddy."

To say he liked being marked would've been an understatement.

He wasn't the only one who liked it either. Tate looked like he'd never seen anything sexier because he was nearly licking his lips as he reached his hand between Joel's spread legs and flicked the head of his cock again. "Good job, slut."

Joel didn't seem to hear the praise. He was too busy crying out and doing his best to stay upright. Every muscle in his body seemed to clench and his breathing was so deep and fast I was worried about him, but I should've known better.

His head crashed to the bed as he sighed and finally caught his breath. "I didn't come. I was such a good boy. I didn't come."

How that was even an issue I couldn't understand, but I knew for him that the flash of pain had nearly pushed him right over the edge.

"Good boy." Rubbing one hand over his back, I squeezed his ass and gave him what the internet said would be a deeper, steady kind of pain. "That's right. You didn't come."

Tate was almost laughing, so I took the lead on the praise until he could get his wicked delight under control. "You kept your bottom up and it's so pretty. And your cutie is so hard too. You did so good."

Finally moaning and getting control of himself, Tate gave Joel's other cheek a squeeze and reached under him to rub his cock. "I'm so proud of you, slut. You didn't come even though I bet that felt so good."

They were both insane because Joel gave an almost drunk nod. "It was. I was amazing."

Tate seemed to agree and his reward was to give Joel's balls a tug. It was much gentler than when he'd done it at the adult store but it lit Joel up again. His head came up off the bed and his body arched up with his ass pushing high in the air as he cried out.

Before the pleasure could've faded, he was shaking and mumbling to himself as his legs wobbled. "I'm a good boy. I'm a good boy. I won't come. I won't come."

I couldn't decide if Joel was processing what he was saying or not, but his voice had a desperate quality to it and I could see his cock jerking as jolts of pleasure fired through him. All I could do was continue to run my hands over him because I was pretty sure all it would take was one more spank before his desire to be good wouldn't matter at all.

His dick was not on the same page with the whole behaving and waiting to come plan.

Tate must've agreed with that because he leaned close and kissed Joel's pink ass. "Tomorrow I'm going to stretch you out on the bed with one of your cages wrapped around your cutie and then I'm going to have fun seeing how many times I can make you come."

That sounded…stressful?

Maybe?

Yes, at the very least that sounded stressful.

"Oh, Master…" Joel's views on the sexy threat were very clear based on how he'd moaned out Tate's title. "You're so good to your naughty sub."

Tate responded by kissing Joel's bottom again, starting sweet before nibbling on the tender skin. It got a breathy moan from Joel that made Tate smile. "That's right. I'm going to give you wonderful pain, and then when you're exhausted and can't orgasm any longer, your Daddy is going to give you kisses and cuddles and take good care of you."

Yes, that was definitely my job in that scene…no matter how erotic and stressful the rest of it sounded.

I was not designed to be the one to hurt him to please him but I could be the support Dom for it and give lots of cuddles once Joel was happily exhausted.

As our hands moved over Joel, Tate kissed and nibbled along the underside of Joel's ass, inching closer to where I knew Joel wanted his Master to explore. The will he, won't he questions running through his mind left Joel breathless and clenching his hole. "I…I like kisses and…and I like kisses. Yes. That's…you need to know that."

It seemed like his Master had scrambled Joel's brains because nothing else he rambled made sense as Tate finally closed the final inch and licked our boy's nearly sparkling clean bottom. I knew that because that was what he'd said as he'd sung to himself in the bathroom.

I wasn't even going to begin to guess what the neighbors thought of us, but I knew there was nothing to be nervous about when Tate finally eased back and I took his place.

If Joel loved feeling Tate's mouth on his ass, he went off the charts when he realized we were going to take turns.

"You're sharing me…" He awwed and sighed between moans and wiggles. "You're…that's so…you're so good at sharing."

It didn't light him up like the pain did but he was nearly floating with the gentle pleasure he got from our tongues teasing his sexy ring of muscles. "So good…and she's…nothing to worry about…"

God, had he really talked to his mouther about us sharing his ass?

Really?

Tate bit his lips, fighting back laughter again, so I just rolled my eyes and leaned in to take my turn. The whole thing was ridiculous but somehow that just made it more erotic. Joel kept wiggling and whining and Tate was going to pass out from lack of oxygen…and I was so hard I could barely think.

His mother.

The grumbling in my head made it easier to eat his ass longer, though. The frustrating distraction kept my mind busy and kept me from giving in to his needy begging to go faster.

"Just…just a few thrusts." Joel was squirming so much Tate popped his bottom again as he finally was able to breathe. "A finger. That's all I need. We can count that."

"You can't count a finger when it comes to your virginity, slut." Tate wasn't giggling any longer but that was probably because his fist was wrapped around his dick and he was licking his lips as I pulled back from our needy boy. "You look so fucking sexy like that."

"With Daddy's tongue in my bottom?" Somehow Joel managed to sound innocent as he asked the crazy question. "Yes, I know. I'm glad you like it too."

His confidence was frightening sometimes.

And his imagination had to be a 3D roller coaster ride.

"I do." Kneading Joel's ass, Tate nearly growled out the words. "I like it so much that I want to see how slick and needy it's made your sexy bottom."

Joel's shiver said he approved even if he hadn't wiggled his bottom and squealed. "Yes! I'm ready."

Insane was what he was.

But so was his Master and they were dragging me along with them…it was probably lack of blood to the brain if I was being realistic.

"Are you sure?" Tate gently ran the pad of his finger over Joel's needy hole as I dragged my nails down Joel's back. "Should we pinch your cutie first? You're special to us and we want to take our time fucking you."

Joel whimpered and shivered but his legs spread wider and he buried his face in the bed. "You'll make me come. I'm not supposed to do that first. Everyone said so."

Everyone had to include his mother and the internet.

Tate's smirk said I didn't want to know what he was thinking.

Yep.

His fingers eased down and he pulled at the loose skin under Joel's balls, barely pinching him and giving them a tug. It wouldn't even have been enough to make me complain, but Joel sucked in a breath. "I can't be that good. I can't be that good. Daddy, save me. I'll orgasm."

It was an epic what-the-fuck moment that only Joel could give me.

But I was his Daddy and I was supposed to save him…probably.

Nowhere in his pleading had there been a safeword or a real feeling of stress, but I was Daddy, so I shifted around until I was up on my knees and blanketed myself against his back. "I've got you, sweet boy."

He either really liked being saved or just having my dick brush against his ass because he let out another desperate sound as his cheeks tried to grab my cock before sighing. "Thank you, Daddy."

Since I'd clearly made a good decision somehow, I kissed along his neck as I rocked my hips back and forth and rubbed my erection against his ass. "No more pinches or spanks until you've got our cocks inside you."

I didn't really get it but I was learning.

Joel whined and pushed his ass back against me, tempting me and putting the image of sliding into him into my head. "Thank you, Daddy. Then I won't be a bad boy."

"No." Nibbling on his neck, and hoping that gave him just enough pain to keep his dick paying attention to what we were doing, I rocked my hips back and forth again to tease his ass. "You'll be a naughty one, though. Begging to be spanked and have your cutie pinched."

Joel shivered and whimpered sweetly, the sound making me even harder. "I can't help it, Daddy."

"I know." He really couldn't. "Which is why you have a Master and a Daddy."

Just one wouldn't have worked for him and I think we all knew it.

Letting out a sigh that said he was grinning ear-to-ear, Joel nodded. "I like having both of you."

Hearing his genuine delight made me smile. I liked his artificial cuteness too but that'd been pure Joel. "You're going to really like it once we've fucked you hard and you're completely exhausted."

He did a full-body wiggle like he was a pup wagging his tail and let out a happy, high-pitched sound. "I know. It's going to be so wonderful."

He was so weird.

Giving him another kiss, I rocked my erection along the middle of his ass and made a soft moan, letting him hear how excited I was. "I can't wait to fill you with my cum and mark you."

It was probably a line that should've been in a werewolf romance novel but Joel didn't seem to mind the cheese factor in it. He sighed and wiggled again. "Please? I'm ready to be dirty, Daddy."

Okay, so he was adorably weird.

"Alright then, but you can't come while we're getting you ready. No matter how many fingers we put in you or how long we take." Giving his ass a pat as I sat up, I tried to come across just condescending enough to make our dirty boy happy. "Even if it makes you ache and squirm, you can't come yet."

In the past, it'd never occurred to me to worry that my partner might come from just the discomfort of being stretched for the first time…but with Joel, I was pretty sure that needed to be kept in mind.

And as I turned to look at Tate who'd been very quiet, I saw from his wide-eyed expression that he hadn't thought of it either.

The joys of having a pain slut.

Thankfully, Tate snapped out of it quickly, though, and gave Joel's ass a rough pat. "You can't save him from me. He just needs to be a good boy. That shouldn't be hard for him. He's always telling us what a good boy he is."

Joel's frustrated groan was adorable. "Ugh, I hadn't thought of that."

Laughing seemed like the wrong response to give at the moment, so I pressed my lips together and tried not to let the sound escape as Tate reached over for the lube on his nightstand. Just hearing the sound of it coming out was enough to chase away the silliness and make me remember why we were in bed even if Joel's moan hadn't been so sexy.

He liked the sound too.

He liked it so much his legs spread wider and he pushed his ass up, tempting my dick again. "I'm very ready, Master. And, Daddy, I'm not scared. I like things in my bottom, so you don't have to worry."

Yep, adorable.

And had I mentioned tempting?

So when Tate pressed a slick finger against Joel's hole, I leaned in and started kissing over his sexy, full ass again as my hands caressed up his back.

"Daddy…my bottom…" Joel's drawn-out words sounded like he was drunk on pleasure as Tate's finger slowly inched into him. "You're both going to feel so good."

His little wiggles looked like he was desperately trying to behave and still get Tate deeper, and I wasn't sure which need was going to win. Joel really liked being a good boy because he thought that was cute, but I was pretty sure he wanted to be fucked more.

"That's so…Master…it's so much better than the shower." Joel didn't say what he'd been doing in the shower, so I made a note to start wiping down anything he could've been putting in his ass.

And then made another mental note to make sure there was an anal-safe toy tucked under the bathroom sink.

We were not going to end up with him in the emergency room because he'd gotten a shampoo bottle stuck up there.

Tate's lips were white he was pressing them together so hard, but he managed not to laugh. The lack of words might be an issue, though, so I decided it was my turn again to keep up the dirty talk. The mental image of Joel fucking himself with the shampoo bottle made me want to sigh, not giggle. "We're going to have to make you show us what you've been doing in the shower."

For a variety of reasons.

"I can't wait to see you play with yourself even though part of me wants to own your body, baby boy." I wasn't sure how much of that idea was rational and how much was just something people did in dirty books and porn, but it was hot either way.

Joel's whine said so too. "Daddy…that's…you'd…I'd belong to you guys."

"Yes, we'd own your body…every inch of you." I was thinking from the nose to his toes kind of examples, but Tate must've found Joel's prostate because he made a sexy, desperate sound and that shifted the direction of my thoughts. "Your cutie. Your button. Your bottom. Every inch of you would belong to your Master and your Daddy."

And every inch loved that idea based on the sexy sound that came out of Joel's mouth.