Chapter 14

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

SEBASTIAN

T he bathroom had filled with steam, making the air thick, but it wasn’t the warm air that was making me gasp. Papa had me pushed against the marble tiled wall as he ate my arse out like it was a three course dinner. I wasn’t sure which I loved the most—Papa’s thick tongue spearing me, or the way his rough beard rubbed against the inside of my arse cheeks. I was going to have a beard rash there for sure come morning, and I didn’t care.

Daddy had said he was going to get things ready but he’d join us soon, and Papa had torn my onesie and training pants off and then carried me caveman style, giggling, into the shower.

“He tastes perfect, doesn’t he?” I smiled when I heard Daddy’s voice behind me, and the low growl from Papa as he continued to lick and tease me. I swore he was trying to make me so wet and open they were going to be able to fuck me without any issue.

I was lost in my thoughts and feelings when Papa pulled away, only to feel Daddy push his body against mine. The thick outline of his cock pressed against my back. I was more than a little worried how all of that was going to fit inside me, let alone taking Papa’s cock after that. But I wanted them, and it, so badly.

Something firm and slick pushed against my opening.

It wasn’t Daddy’s cock, but my favourite dildo.

“We promised Papa a show, didn’t we?” Daddy’s voice was a sinful whisper against my ear.

“Yes, Daddy.” I arched my back and spread my feet a little wider, looking over my shoulder. Papa had taken a seat on the long bench that ran along the inside of the shower. He was stroking himself slowly, smiling at me.

“Do you like to watch, Papa?” My head dropped forward against the wall as Daddy slowly pushed the dildo inside of me. His other hand held me spread open while he fucked me slowly with the silicone toy.

Papa’s low growl told me we were putting on a perfect show for him, and I sunk into the feeling, hoping soon it would be their cocks that filled me.

My cock filled and my knees turned to water when the dildo pushed into me, the burn and stretch amazingly good. Maybe I did have a little bit of a pain slut hiding inside of me.

Daddy kept working the dildo inside me, each time a little deeper, pushing me past the burn until my toes were curling and I was crying out. The dildo brushed against my prostate, and Daddy did it again and again until I was coming in thick streams against the shower wall.

More kisses and touches followed, with Daddy and Papa covering my whole body with their mouths and fingers. Each kiss grew more adamant and demanding, until Daddy turned the shower off and pulled the three of us out, towelling and drying us the barest amount before Papa picked me up and carried me through to the bedroom.

I bounced when I landed on the bed, and that sent me into a wave of giggles. Papa belly flopped onto the bed alongside me, while Daddy climbed into bed with far more grace than either Papa or I had.

“Papa is my sexy wolf and Daddy is my sexy huntsman,” I mused out loud, imagining some sexy role play I might be able to convince my Daddies to try.

Papa growled softly, rolling over and pinning me to the bed with his body. He smiled wickedly as he tipped my head to look at Daddy.

‘Daddy is going to fuck your sweet little virgin arse first, okay, baby boy? He’s going to take it easier on you than I would.”

“Would you be very rough on my poor little arse?” I wiggled underneath Papa, smirking.

Papa grinned and instead of answering he started to kiss and nibble his way down my body until he got to my cock.

“Want me to get him ready for you, babe?” Papa asked Daddy.

“Please. Make him nice and loose. Let’s make his first time memorable for the right reasons,” Daddy answered, crawling over to join Papa. They kissed over me, and it was the most amazing sight as I lay back and watched the two men I was growing to love kiss each other with such abandon. I didn’t feel excluded from this. I was part of them, and got to see them at their most intimate and loving. I swore my heart was close to bursting with how good that made me feel.

Papa’s thick fingers slid inside me easily with how stretched I was already, but I had a feeling that it was nothing compared to how I was going to feel when Daddy pushed inside me for the first time.

“Perfect baby boy,” Papa said as he fingered me. I was ready, so damn ready, to get this show on the road, and I nearly cried when I saw Daddy slicking up his cock. We’d talked and they had healthy test results, so we’d decided to forgo condoms. I wanted to feel them inside me without a latex barrier between us.

Papa removed his fingers as Daddy moved over and nestled between my spread legs. “How do you want it, baby boy?”

“I want to see you both for now.” I chewed my lip nervously, but Daddy quickly swooped down and kissed me, chasing the worry away. Papa moved behind me so his legs rested around me and my head lay on his stomach.

Papa’s hands were in constant motion, touching my chest and stomach as he spoke words of encouragement and Daddy pushed inside me for the first time.

It was almost overwhelming. The pressure and burn were almost too much, until it started to fade into background noise compared to the feeling of Daddy rocking in and out of me slowly. The deeper he thrust, the more I felt the urge to move with him. I wound my arms around his neck and sought his lips out, kissing him messily, then turning my face up to tempt Papa to kiss me too. I didn’t have to wait long. As Daddy thrust into me harder, Papa claimed my mouth. The angle wasn’t brilliant, but he kissed me slowly, licking into my mouth and teasing my tongue with his own. I arched up under Daddy’s steady thrusts until suddenly Daddy pulled out, leaned over and kissed me hard. “Do you want to help Papa out while I fuck you?”

I licked my lips, loving the idea of sucking Papa while Daddy fucked me. I nodded, smiling at Daddy and Papa. “Yes, please. I fucking want that.”

Papa laughed. “Our baby boy has a dirty mouth on him when he’s getting fucked.”

Daddy chuckled roughly, then quickly flipped me over and slid back inside me in one smooth thrust. “Don’t we fucking all. God, baby boy, you feel fucking amazing. Marco, you’re going to love fucking our boy’s tight little arse.”

I moaned loudly, loving the feel of Daddy’s cock inside me, loving being the one who brought my Daddies pleasure.

“Open wide, Sprite.” Papa had knelt up in front of me and his cock was now brushing against my mouth. I eagerly parted my lips, and a needy moan escaped me as I was slowly filled from both ends.

Daddy thrust deeper, pushing me forward and causing me to take Papa’s cock further into my throat than I had intended. For one glorious, terrifying moment my air was cut off. I wanted to cough, but I also wanted more. I ran my tongue along his shaft without much coordination, thanks to Daddy making it his mission to own my arse. I gave up trying to have any control in what was happening and just relaxed, giving over my body and pleasure to them.

Daddy’s fingers dug into my hip, pulling me against him as he buried himself deeper. I moaned around Papa’s length, my untouched cock slapping against my belly, aching with the need to come again.

“Going to fill you up, baby boy, make you ours.” Daddy grunted loudly, nailing my sensitive prostate. The intense stimulation of Daddy’s cock inside me and Papa’s cock filling my throat created an intense feedback loop of sensation. I was barely aware of anything but my Daddies until my orgasm lit me up from inside.

Daddy let out another primal grunt and I swore I felt his cock spasm inside me as he came. I was barely given a moment before Daddy pulled out and Papa had flipped me over onto my back and pulled me towards him.

Breathing heavily, Papa leaned over me, his long hair falling over his shoulders and brushing against my sweat soaked skin.

“Who do you belong to?” Papa’s voice was a growl, and he looked almost feral as he pulled my legs around his waist. His cock lined up with my dripping hole, waiting for my consent and my answer.

“To you and Daddy. I’m your boy.” I wailed as Papa pushed inside of me in a savage thrust. His strokes were powerful and consuming, as if he was trying to own me from the inside out. I was beyond exhausted, but I didn’t want Papa to stop. I no longer had control of my limbs. My legs kept slipping from Papa’s waist until Daddy grabbed my ankles and held my legs back, giving Papa more room to thrust deeper, forcing Daddy’s come deeper inside of me. Papa gripped my cock in his hand and started to stroke me in time with his thrusts.

“Come for us, baby boy. Show us how much you love our cocks,” Papa hissed as he slowed his hips, dragging his cock torturously slowly in and out of me.

I started to chant in time with Papa’s strokes how much I loved their cocks inside me, how I never wanted it to end. Satisfied, Papa hauled me up with him as he knelt up, his arms coming around my waist to lift me up and down roughly on his cock. Daddy came up behind me, his fingers reaching down to trace where Papa and I were joined. I shivered as his finger pushed gently at my rim until it slid in between Papa’s cock and the wall of my ass. I’d never felt anything like it in my life. All I could do was moan their names.

Daddy’s other hand wrapped around my cock while his lips started to set searing kisses along my neck and back. “Come for us sweet boy, just like Papa asked,” Daddy whispered, and I was swept along by his words and the feel of them inside me—Papa’s cock and Daddy’s finger, leaving no space free from them. I was totally owned and theirs.

I cried out when my orgasm hit me, and as Papa started to come inside me my limbs became wet noodles, and I could do nothing but cry out for them to hold me.

I faded in and out, aware of warm hands and soft kisses and being tucked between my two men. Every inch of my body felt wrung out and amazing. I wanted to kiss my Daddies and thank them, but I couldn’t keep my eyes open.

“Oh dear. Did we break him?” I heard Daddy ask Papa softly. I snort giggled a tired laugh, reaching out for both of them, only happy when both of their arms wrapped around me.

“Not broken, but a little fucked out,” Was Papa’s typical blunt response. I had to agree with him. I was going to have some aches tomorrow, but they would be the perfect reminder of an amazing night.