Chapter 11

Tate

Joel's whole body clenched and I could feel how much he loved that idea as his ass tightened around my finger. "I…that's…oh…"

Oh, I want that.

Oh, that's a great idea.

Oh, Master found my prostate again.

Whatever he'd tried to say was about how much he was enjoying himself, but something about his sexy response said our boy wasn't quite as owned as he wanted to be. I just wasn't sure how much of that need was fantasy and how much was reality. Pushing away the stray thought that I had to ask his mother, I ignored the weirdness of it and focused on his ass.

Yep, not weird at all.

"I think our boy likes that." Trying to drive him crazy, I ran my finger around his prostate before pressing on it and making him shake. "He wants to be marked and owned…I think we need to talk about making sure he knows who he belongs to."

I wasn't sure how much more to tease him about the idea, so I eased my finger back and nodded toward Dean before glancing at Joel's ass. Dean's eyes flashed wide, but he quickly moved past his surprise and carefully added his finger along with mine.

Joel figured it out quickly and let out a desperate moan that sounded like we'd just fried his brain. "I…you…oh…"

While his brain was resetting, we slowly pressed deeper into him, doing our best to synchronize our movements so it didn't overstimulate our little pain slut. The goal wasn't to make him shoot before we fucked him, so we were gentler than he probably needed.

The upside was that drawing it out made him fucking insane…and it all was hot as fuck.

"I…I'll be good." That was the first thing his brain seemed to come up with as he tried to push back harder against us. "Very good. Yes."

It might've been automatic words that simply popped out because he was used to saying them a lot, but we shifted our legs and torsos to pin his body in place and kept him from being greedy.

"Naughty boy." I couldn't risk spanking him at the moment, so I let my voice tease him, dropping it low. "You know what will happen if we stretch you fast and rough."

It wasn't really a question, but he sighed and it felt like his whole body pouted. "I'll come."

Yep.

Dean looked like he wanted to laugh, but he settled on shaking his head and rolling his eyes. "That's right. But when do you get to come?"

"Once you've fucked me, Daddy." Still sounding wonderfully dramatic, Joel clenched his ass around our fingers, desperately squeezing every drop of pleasure he could get from us. "Because I'm special and that's how special boys get fucked."

His version of the internet must've been much more fascinating than mine.

"That's right." Dean shrugged and didn't seem to see a point in explaining that. "You're so special you're going to wait until we've filled your bottom with cum and then you'll get to have your tingles."

They were so nuts it was the cutest thing I'd ever seen.

I'd never realized how much fun dating and sex could be. Part of me was a dork and wanted to tell them that, but finger deep in Joel's ass probably wasn't the time.

But I wanted to let Joel especially know he was special since he was the one who was going to be fucked, so I made sure to give his button lots of attention when our fingers went past it. Joel cried out and clenched around us and something about it had Dean's eyes nearly rolling back in his head as he seemed to almost feel the pleasure rushing through him too.

Nothing that came out was actually words but Joel definitely sounded like his orgasm was incoming if we weren't careful…and he'd drag Dean along with him.

But I had no plans on being that careful…I liked living on the edge when it came to orgasms.

"Remember, you want to be a good boy." Keeping my tone soft and relaxed, I jerked my head as Dean eased our fingers out so we could thrust in hard, distracting our sexy boy as I silently mouthed the next instructions to Dean.

Dean definitely approved, but that was probably because Joel's sounds were amazing and even the worrying Daddy licked his lips like all he could think of was how good Joel was going to feel around our dicks.

But we had a bit more teasing before we could get to that point, so I growled out another sexy question to Joel. "When do you get to come, slut?"

It took our naughty boy several more thrusts and a few careful stretches before he got words out. "You…and…I…and cum…"

Well, it seemed to be technically correct, so I decided to let that be an approved answer. "Good boy."

Him not orgasming already also made me a bit more lenient on my scoring though because it seemed like some kind of golf handicap but for sex.

"Please…good boy…" Joel took a ragged breath as he tightened his muscles again. "Yes, good boy. I so. Yes. That's."

He seemed to think he was making perfect sense or he didn't realize he was talking out loud. Either way, to me it said that he was ready to be fucked and we probably couldn't push him much longer without an orgasm or subspace.

Neither of which was the goal.

The subspace one might be fun to try in the future, but I pushed the idea out of my head for now when my own dick started throbbing. I wasn't as close as Joel but watching him beg and squirm and get hard as I tormented his cock had mine racing toward the finish.

Knowing I wasn't the only one made me less self-conscious about it, though.

Dean kept grabbing his dick and couldn't take his eyes away from Joel's ass as we slowly finger fucked our boy. He'd been playing it cool for as long as he could, but once he lost Daddy brain and shifted into horny boyfriend mode, he'd been just as gone as me.

"Please, Master? Daddy, yes. I should. We're going to." Joel was back to rambling in desperate half-sentences but we knew what he wanted.

To be fucked.

His way of describing losing his virginity was pure Joel, but I was down for giving him exactly what he'd always pictured. But due to that we had to move things forward, so I nodded at Dean and mouthed almost silently, "He's ready."

Joel should've realized that too, but he was so far gone that when we finally eased our fingers out, he nearly came off the bed. " I'm a good boy ."

And Daddy mode was back.

Dean wrapped himself around Joel again without realizing what he was doing and started kissing the back of our desperate sub's head. "Yes, you are and we're going to fuck you long and hard, baby boy."

It was the most insane and yet still adorable sweet talk ever, but Dean wasn't thinking about that as he rocked his cock against Joel's ass. The promise made Joel settle slightly but he pushed back against his Daddy and whined again before another shiver racked his body.

The lights were on but I wasn't sure anyone was home.

His words were saying what he wanted and his body was in full agreement, but we'd somehow landed in a desperate area between reality and subspace and he wasn't tracking anything else.

I wasn't sure how we'd gotten to that point but I was pretty sure I knew how to fix it.

Joel needed a cock inside him.

And since his Daddy was in the perfect position, I reached between them and slicked up his hard cock. Dean's eyes went wide and for a moment he looked like he was in some kind of anime porn, but the plan seemed to hit him right as he looked over at me and he looked slightly more normal as words finally came out. "Oh. Yes."

Clearly neither of them were thinking straight.

"Yes, you know what he needs." Needs. Not wants. "Show him how special he is."

Thankfully, I didn't have to explain what was going to come next in detail because I wasn't sure Dean's heart could've taken it. But pointing his cock at Joel's slicked hole was probably a good clue about what he needed to do.

Ready.

Aim.

Fire.

"Oh god." Joel's groan was so deep it sounded like it came from his toes. "That's so much better than my brush."

For fuck's sake.

Dean started to say something but clamped his lips together and sank in deeper, getting another moan from Joel as the stretch had to be amazing. When he was fully seated, Dean ran his hands over Joel's back before they settled on his hips. "We're going to make some rules later."

Punctuating that threat with a rough thrust, Dean was in full Daddy mode. "You're. Not. Being. Safe."

Or hygienic.

If Joel was smart he'd have promised his Daddy that he'd behave.

He was not smart.

"It's…wow. That's so good, Daddy." Joel stopped mid-ramble as Dean stopped the rough thrusts, and I hoped it was him finally realizing how much danger he was in. It wasn't. He was just catching his breath. "It fits good. I promise. It won't get…it won't get sucked up my butt."

His Daddy did not want to hear it and didn't seem to find it as funny as I did. "Ab-so-lutely-not."

Breaking up the short order with thrusts that made sure Joel knew he was in charge, Dean nearly growled out the words as Joel shook and moaned. How Joel could get words out, I didn't know, but he was doing his best to make his Daddy nuts. "It's…it's got a narrow bit, Daddy. Promise. That…that keeps it safe…oh, you're so big, Daddy…"

Bigger than a hairbrush handle, evidently.

Dean's fingers dug into Joel's ass cheeks and he used the leverage to fuck Joel harder. "Who does this hole belong to, slut?"

Oh, Daddy didn't like his boy being in danger.

Wait.

"You, Daddy!" Joel wailed out his answer and I could hear his orgasm getting closer as Dean pounded into him. "You and Master."

The little fucker.

Dean was too far gone to understand that our little slut was getting him wound up on purpose, but it was giving Joel exactly what he wanted, so I kept my mouth shut.

It was hot.

Somehow sex or just bad anal decisions brought out Dean's rough side and it was sexy as hell to see him sink deep in Joel and then pull him up so Joel's back was pressed against Dean's chest. They looked like they were in some kind of dirty romance novel or a very well-written porn as Dean wrapped his arms around our naughty sub.

When Dean's hand came down to grab Joel's cock, the slut and I both nearly came. "Who does this belong to? You don't get to put your cutie into anything dangerous either. If you want an orgasm, who do you have to ask?"

Dean's cock ring-like grip on Joel's dick had the slut's eyes rolling back in his head. "You, Daddy. You and Master. You, Daddy."

I wasn't sure if Joel was holding his orgasm back or if it was the makeshift restraint that was helping him, but he was being as good as he could with Dean's cock filling him hard and fast. It looked almost like he was so close to coming that he was vibrating, and it must've felt incredible because all it took was a few more thrusts, and whatever Joel did as he clenched around Dean's dick threw his Daddy over the edge.

Joel loved it.

Eyes nearly rolling back in his head, he leaned into Dean and sighed. "Oh, Daddy. That's you marking me."

He was such an adorable little slut.

"Because you're…you're mine." Dean's growled-out words ended with a kiss on Joel's neck as his orgasm seemed to fade. "And I'm going to make sure you remember it later when I punish you for fucking with me."

Hey, he figured it out.

Good job for Daddy.

"And god help you if I find you with a hairbrush up your ass." Dean's firm threat had Joel grinning…he'd definitely put the hairbrush up his ass.

"Yes, Daddy." Turning his head, Joel offered up his lips for a kiss and sighed into Dean's mouth as the cock inside him finally went soft. "Daddy…"

They were so sexy together…but not distracting enough to make me forget that it was my turn. Joel's body knew it too because his dick was still hard as a rock as Dean gently released it to stroke his hands over our boy's chest as they kissed.

I could've stayed there just watching them together all night. Eventually I'd have grabbed my dick and orgasmed. I wasn't a saint, but I was thoroughly enjoying watching their naked bodies pressed together and the way Dean was holding Joel so possessively.

Sexy as fuck.

And it got even better when they finally eased their lips apart and both turned to me.

"Still up for sloppy seconds?" The fact that Dean managed to say that without blushing made me wonder if having sex with Joel had broken his brain.

"Yep." Stretching out on the bed beside them, I opened up my arms. "I can't wait to feel your cum inside our boy."

My brain wasn't broken because I'd always been that dirty.

So had Joel.

"This is even better than my mother said it would be." He sighed and somehow made the whole situation feel romantic as fuck. "Even the internet downplayed it."

Before I could figure out a reasonable response to that, he looked down at his dick. "Good boy. You were so well-behaved."

Was his imaginary sex friend his penis?

Dean's brain wasn't working enough to figure that out either, but it wasn't completely broken because he looked at Joel and frowned. Yep. He had questions too but he was smart enough to realize there was no point in asking. "Yes, he did a very good job."

Funniest boyfriends ever…for so many reasons.

"Why don't you go ask Master to help your cutie have more fun." Dean kissed Joel's head again as he stroked his hand over Joel's chest. "Your Master looks like his cock needs some attention too."

Joel gave me the sweetest, greediest grin and gave an excited wiggle. "I get more cum and to have my tingles. I'm already dripping."

"That's right." Reaching up to grab his hands, I tugged him down over me and laughed as he squealed. "You're all mine this time and I'm going to fill you up even more."

Dean shifted and sat down on the bed, leaning back against the pillows and letting out a deep breath as I wrapped Joel in my arms. There was a split second where I thought he might be worried or regretting something, but then he yawned.

Daddy needed a nap.

Chuckling to myself, I focused back on Joel and rolled us over so he was on the bottom and we were snuggled between Dean's legs. "All mine…and I'm not going to forget the new rules your Daddy made."

Joel's eyes widened for a moment before he lifted his head and kissed me. "Did you like watching Daddy fuck me?"

So distracting me with sex was better than admitting he'd been intentionally driving his Daddy insane?

I approved.

Pinning his arms above his head, I nodded and couldn't help grinning wickedly. "Oh yes. You got thoroughly fucked and I can already feel his cum leaking out of you."

It wasn't a situation I'd ever been in before but it was interesting and I kind of liked the dirty sensation. The best part was Joel's smile that kept flashing between innocent excitement and something much naughtier.

"It's perfect." If he'd been able to move, he'd have thrown his arms around me, but since that wasn't an option, he just giggled. "Pretend I hugged you, Master. I'm stuck."

"Because you're mine." And I was going to thoroughly enjoy making sure he never forgot it.