Chapter 5

5

I t was mid-afternoon when Tobias decided to take a break. He'd had two meetings, kept an eye on Phantom, done a pile of paperwork, stayed at his desk until Phan's eyes had gone glassy from boredom, and then he'd woken Phan up with a few stripes on his ass just because Tobias could do that. He liked it when Phan had lines on his butt.

Tobias had taken lunch in his office with both Noah and Phan, and then Noah had gone to change into his dressier clothes; when he was working on security, both Bradford and Tobias liked Noah to have a certain aura of subtle authority. He was still a submissive, but he was Tobias' sub -- no one else had any right to be anything but respectful of Noah. Therefore, he wore a suit or, at the very least, proper trousers and a button-down shirt.

They were still working on the suits; Noah had resisted for a long time, but Tobias was eagerly awaiting the new acquisitions from the tailor's.

"I think we should go see how things are working out on the third floor," Tobias said to Phan. Without waiting for a reply, though he did hear the quiet "Yes, sir," Tobias left his office and started up the stairs with Phan at his heel. He hadn't told Phan to dress, he realized belatedly.

Phan didn't seem to care.

Still, Bradford might care that Tobias was parading naked subs around, so Tobias quickened his pace as they went up the steps. This, however, merely made Phan's cock bob and sway and draw more attention to itself.

"Oh, dear." Tobias stopped at the second floor landing and looked at it. "We seem to have a problem."

Phan grinned impishly.

"I'll tape it down when we get upstairs, shall I?"

Phan winced. Tape wasn't a lot of fun when it was coming off. "Yes, sir."

Tobias rolled his eyes. "Stay here." He went into the nearest open room and walked to a cabinet. Every playroom was well stocked, and this one was no different. He got a spool of red bondage tape and returned to Phan in the hallway. "With this, boy. I wouldn't damage you, you know that."

Phan still didn't look overly delighted as Tobias taped Phan's erection to his thigh.

"There. Much better." Tobias gave Phan a pat on the head and sent Phan to put the tape away, then led him up to the third floor. "Let's see if we can find Noah without looking in every room or calling him."

Phan nodded and looked thoughtfully at the doors, some open and some closed. "He's probably in one of the closed ones, sir. If he's running tests on the current equipment to see what needs to be updated, I mean."

Tobias agreed. "Okay. Pick one."

After considering the choices, Phan pointed to a door on the left, and Tobias went and knocked lightly.

"Um... just a minute," Noah's voice called through the door. There was a scraping noise and the sound of something metallic clattering to the floor. Moments later, Noah unlocked and opened the door. He looked artfully disheveled, had a smudge of something on his chin, and held a wrench in one hand. "Sorry, I was up on the ladder and... oh. I beg your pardon, sir." Noah lowered his eyes instantly and slipped to the floor on his knees.

Tobias stroked Noah's hair lightly. "Good boy." He walked past Noah into the room and pointed to the refrigerator. "Phantom, see if it's being kept stocked even though the room is off the roster while Noah does his upgrades."

Phan scurried off to the fridge and Tobias looked around for a moment, then simply admired Noah on his knees. "Are you working hard?"

"Yes, sir," Noah answered, eyes dutifully on the floor. "I've found the issue, and it looks like it should be an easy install once we order the new equipment. This camera just needed a temporary repair."

"Is it offline now?" Tobias looked around the room again, taking in the bed, the open toy chest, and the chains on the wall.

"There's water, sir," Phan said, zipping into place next to Noah and going to his knees as well. "But no grapes."

"Don't interrupt, boy. I asked Noah a question."

Phan's face fell, and he stared hard at the floor.

"Yes, sir. I've just finished the repair. I'll have to call downstairs to security and have them turn it back on."

"Who's in charge down there this afternoon?" He wandered over to the toys and picked up a flogger at random. "Pat?"

"No, sir. Pat is on evenings -- day shift is Shiloh."

Tobias nodded and dragged the tails of the flogger through his hand. "Very well." He crossed to the in-house phone and called security.

"Good afternoon, sir, this is Shiloh. How can I help you?"

"Hello, Shiloh, it's Tobias. I just wanted to let you know that I'll be using the room Noah was working in. There's no video feed, and I expect there will be yelling. If you wish, you may station someone outside the door."

There was a short pause. "Do you wish that, sir?"

Tobias grinned. "No. But if Bradford insists, I won't make anyone's life hard. Clear it with him, if you'd like." Then he hung up and looked at his boys. "Strip, Noah."

Phan blinked. "'Strip, Noah,' or 'strip Noah?'"

With a snort, Tobias pointed to the corner. "Guess. You can go over there and wait your turn. Does your tape need to be adjusted?"

"I don't think so, sir." Phan looked at his trapped cock without enthusiasm. "It seems to be doing what you wanted."

"Aching?"

"Yes, sir."

"Perfect. Noah?"

"Yes, sir." Noah had hesitated, apparently waiting for Tobias to get Phan sorted out. He stood this time and began to remove his clothes, carefully hanging them over the rungs of the ladder, presumably so he could still look presentable when Tobias was finished with him. Once naked, he remained standing and presented neatly for Tobias, chin up, but eyes low.

Tobias eyed him critically. "I want to play, pet. What shall we do?"

Phan looked like he had suggestions, but Tobias ignored him, alone in his corner.

Noah's gaze seemed to turn inward for a moment as he thought about Tobias' request. "Well, sir," Noah said quietly. "The chains in here are heavy and they make great sounds... the ladder is sturdy... um. Play, as in play? Or play as in role play? Or just play at seeing how long Phan can sit still?" Noah grinned a little at his last statement.

"Play as in your skin is too free of marks, I'm horny, and I can do as I please." Tobias grinned right back at him. "So I suggest you get in the mood really, really fast."

"Yes, sir!" Noah barked in answer, somewhat reminiscent of his patrolling days. He even widened his stance a bit and straightened his shoulders more. "Please, sir."

"On your knees." Tobias walked behind Noah and helped by shoving Noah off balance as soon as Noah started to comply. "Sloppy," he said mildly, whipping Noah's back. The skin across the center of Noah's back went white for a moment and then blushed up a warm pink. "Don't you think, Phan?"

Phan was watching with wide, envious eyes. "I think whatever Sir wants me to think."

Tobias laughed. "Sir thinks you're too hopeful. Noah, are you getting hard for me yet?"

"Yes, sir!" Noah responded in a rush, scrambling a bit to get his knees under him and straighten up. "Yours, sir."

"Oh, absolutely. I never doubt that." Tobias examined his back and put a guiding hand on Noah's shoulder. "Hands and knees, pet. Tell me if the floor is too hard."

"Floor's fine, sir." Noah shifted forward, placing his hands flat and shoulder width apart. "Thank you, sir." With the exception of one room, all of Bradford's playroom floors were rubberized, mostly for easy clean-up, but it had the added effect of being easier on the knees than hardwood.

Tobias caught Noah peering down the length of his own body toward his erection, which angled stiffly away from his abdomen. "It is a lovely thing," Tobias said calmly. "But it's mine. Eyes on the floor. Phan, put a ring on Noah and then go back to your corner." He started to unbutton his own shirt.

"Yes, sir!" Phan dashed to the chest and found a wide leather cock ring, then hurried to Noah. "You're so lucky," he said as he wrapped it around Noah's erection.

"I am." Noah's words were followed by a soft grunt as Phan positioned the ring. "Don't have so much fun with that."

"But I like it." Phan kissed Noah's cheek and retreated to his corner, where he seemed to have trouble finding a position that didn't make him want to wiggle. Or maybe Phan was just feeling extra wiggly. Tobias couldn't be sure.

"No one gets to come unless I say so." Tobias tossed his shirt on the bed and whipped Noah's back again. "Understood?"

"Understood, sir," Noah hissed. He shrank away from the sting at first but then relaxed, arching upward. He took a very noticeable deep breath and released the tension as he exhaled.

"But you should feel free to yell and to beg. I rather like that part." Tobias walked around Noah and adjusted his own erection, giving himself a squeeze as he did so. "I like it a lot. God, how long has it been since I marked you? You poor thing, I've been neglecting you."

"Not neglected, sir, just..." Noah paused thoughtfully. "Used differently. More, please, sir?" Noah skin broke out in goosebumps as if he were already anticipating the next blow.

"You do ask so nicely." Tobias hit him again and frowned. "Not noisy enough." It did, however, make Noah's skin glow. Tobias crossed to the toy box once more and examined the selection of crops before picking one. It was supple and bendy, and when he whacked the bed with it, the sound was a nice, loud snap. "Better. Breathe, pet. This might hurt."

Noah nodded and took a very deep breath, which was followed by a long exhale. Everything about him seemed to lose tension and go slack; he even let his head hang loosely between his shoulders. "Ready, sir." Noah's voice was soft but encouraging.

Tobias lifted his arm and brought it down hard, the sound of the crop on Noah's ass filling the room. He heard Phan moan underneath Noah's cry, but Tobias didn't look, unable to tear his gaze away from the perfect red welt rising up. "Again," he said, lifting his arm and letting fly once more.

"Sir!" Noah didn't hold back his reactions, letting his voice fill the room as the crop landed solidly against his skin with a satisfying snap. His body shivered, and he arched and bowed with the sting. He lifted his head and cried out, "Thank you, sir!"

Smiling, pleased with both his submissive and with the marks he was making, Tobias kept at it, laying down stroke after stroke until more than half a dozen welts covered Noah's ass. "What do you think, Phan?"

Phan moaned again. "Beautiful, sir. He's beautiful."

"He is." Tobias had to agree with that. He looked at Noah, who was shaking and making soft sounds now that the cries had died away. Tobias tossed the crop to the side and knelt behind Noah to trace one of the welts with his finger. "How do you feel, pet?"

Noah hissed with the touch and started to speak, but his voice was rough. He cleared his throat and tried again. "I feel good, sir. Sore, sensitive. Grounded. Want more, please, sir." Noah shifted and arched his ass into Tobias' touch. "I'm yours, sir. Don't stop yet, please?"

"Not stopping. Merely changing the torture." Tobias dipped his head and licked the welt he'd just touched. "Stay very still for me." He licked again and tried to remember what all he'd seen among the toys. Sometimes impromptu scenes were exactly what he needed; there was, however, no real substitute for his own inventory of items.

"Yes... sir." Noah moaned. Tobias could almost feel the way that his boy was fighting the desire to move under his touch. "So good, sir."

In the corner, Tobias could hear Phan shifting his weight. A glance told him that Phan was watching Noah so intently he probably didn't even know he'd moved. The tape keeping Phantom's cock against his thigh looked like it was uncomfortable enough to make Phan at least pay attention to himself, but no. Phantom did everything with such concentration sometimes that he could ignore even that.

Tobias licked Noah's welts again and stood up. "Stay," he said casually as he went to see what else he could find. Perhaps something soft. Maybe another crop? Maybe he'd just give in and find the lube, he wasn't sure.

Noah stayed, as Tobias knew he would, because he'd been told to stay. He stayed still, also because he'd been ordered to. But he wasn't quiet about it. "Love you, sir. It's so good to just be here and be yours," Noah said in a stream of consciousness, as if the words were just flowing from him.

Tobias dug down in the trunk and pulled out a wickedly huge dildo. "Hmm."

Phan whimpered.

"Not today, boy." He set it aside and made a mental note for Phan's benefit, then found another one that was slightly more realistic in size but had an interesting ridge and a button to vibrate the toy as well. "Now, this has possibilities." He took the toy and a second crop back to Noah. "What do you think, pet?" He didn't wait for a reply, merely lashed Noah's ass once more.

"Thank you, sir!" Noah shouted as his only reply. A red stripe stood out boldly against his skin.

"I do like to hear thanks." Tobias studied Noah's ass and tried to decide if he wanted to leave it at welts or if he wanted blood; he was in the mood to take as much as he could get, but Noah had to actually move around. "I think I'll have to settle for a few more of these and then just use you." He hit Noah again across the top of his thighs.

Noah cried out sharply. He was panting now, breathing through the sting. He rocked backward slightly as if begging to be used just exactly the way Tobias had in mind. "Yes, sir. Please, sir."

Tobias beckoned Phan to them. "Hold him up. That's it, understand?"

"Yes, sir!" Phan rushed to Noah and held him up, almost cradling him. "Yes, sir. Uh-huh."

Tobias looked at the dildo and abruptly changed his plans. There wasn't really room for a slow torture, not with the way his cock was aching. He was the Dom, he could do what he wanted. He could take his own pleasure. With a negligent toss, he got rid of the toy and opened his trousers.

He stepped around Noah's legs and presented his erection to Phan. "Wet me."

Phan's eyes went huge and his mouth opened automatically. Tobias wasn't sure if it was surprise or compliance; it hardly mattered.

Tobias caught Noah turning his head slightly to watch as Tobias pushed the head of his cock between Phan's lips. Tobias heard the boy moan, the low hum mingling with Phan's own sounds. "Sir," Noah said softly, voice deep and full of need.

Tobias fucked Phan's mouth for a moment, his own eyes drifting closed. He'd really have to make a point of getting more head from Phan; maybe at his desk. His prick throbbed at the thought, and he pulled away. "Enough."

Phan made a soft noise of protest but fell silent when Tobias glared at him. "Yes, sir," he said with a squeak. He was breathing almost as hard as Noah.

His trousers still on his hips, Tobias fetched lube. "I'd really rather not damage you, pet." He would also really rather just plunge in. Noah would probably be able to take it just fine and love it. He was certainly in the right headspace for having it dry and rough, with only Phan's spit to ease the way.

"Yours, sir. Want you, sir." Noah wasn't being particularly still anymore. His hips rolled gently, up and then back and then down again as if grinding himself slowly against something invisible, and his cock leaked, leaving a small pool of liquid on the floor beneath him. Tobias tried to get a look at his eyes and found them glassy and unfocused.

He was beautiful. Noah was always beautiful, but when he was floating in subspace and offering everything up, he was stunning. Tobias' nature roared within him, demanding he claim what was his.

There was no need to deny either of them -- any of them. Without a word, Tobias tossed the lube aside, unused, and positioned himself behind Noah to take what he wanted. His cockhead pushed at Noah's body and demanded entrance.

Noah's body opened for him, and as Tobias pushed deep inside, Noah let out a long, relieved groan. "Oh, yes, sir. Thank you, sir," Noah stammered. Tobias felt Noah tightening around his cock, and the boy moaned again even before Tobias began to thrust.

There was very little doubt in Tobias' mind that Noah was going to hurt for a day or so. And if he was going to hurt, he might as well hurt for something completely worthwhile. He held onto Noah's hips and pushed in fast and hard, burying himself deep. "Hold on tight."

"Ah!" Noah reached out and tangled his hands and arms with Phan's for support. He pressed his head into Phan's lap, and his rough sobs and hungry sounds were muffled against Phan's bare skin. "Sir! Yes! Sir!"

Gritting his teeth to keep from embarrassing them all by coming too soon, Tobias fucked Noah with long, even strokes. He closed his eyes to block out Phan's face, hungry-eyed and staring, and wished he could block the sounds Noah and Phan were both making. Focusing entirely on his own pleasure, Tobias' hips rocked and his fingers dug into Noah's hips until he was about to burst.

Noah's back arched up hard and his breath grew tight. "Ring... ring, sir. Please! Please may I come, please?" His voice was raspy and thick.

"Not until I'm done." Tobias could barely speak himself, what with his orgasm barreling down on top of him. "Fuck." He closed his eyes tighter as Noah's body spasmed around him, likely the anticipation making him shudder. Tobias arched his own back and sped up, the friction of the dry fuck making everything sharp and bright. "Sweetheart!" He came in a rush, his pulse pounding in his temples.

"Oh, God, sir!" Tobias was dimly aware of Noah's sobs and the way that Noah's body continued to move against him. "Please, please, sir! Oh, fuck. Please!" Noah's head was still resting on Phan's knees; his shoulders shook and his skin was damp with sweat.

Tobias reached down and took the ring off Noah with a fast jerk of his hand. "Come for me," he ordered, wanting to feel it.

Tobias was barely able to get the words out before Noah's hips jerked. "Yes!" Noah's orgasm shook his entire body, rocking him between Tobias and Phan. His cries were a mix of gratitude and soft sounds of relief that lasted long after his erection was spent and his body grew heavy against Tobias' thighs.

"Good boy," Tobias whispered. He pressed kisses to Noah's shoulders and sighed, content. "Good boy, Noah."

Phan made a thoroughly pathetic noise.

"Oh, right." Tobias lifted his head. "You and I are going to find some time for a bit of knife play tomorrow. You can come now."

Phan gasped and shuddered. "Thank you, sir! Oh, God!" His hands scrabbled at the tape, but Tobias could see that it wasn't going to do him any good.

Tobias leaned slightly to the side and watched Phan's cock throb and gush, come streaking on his thigh and getting in Noah's hair. They were all going to have to shower.

Good.

"Very nice," Tobias said as he eased out of Noah. "Clean each other off for me, please."

Noah didn't miss a beat. He reached up to help Phan gently pull away the rest of the tape and then bathed Phan with his tongue, running it up Phan's thigh and then around the head of his cock.

"Oh." Tobias watched and grinned. "Nice."

"Very!" Phan gasped and wiggled, almost slithering on the floor to return the favor. "Best cleaning service ever."

Noah lifted his head and looked at Phan, and although Tobias couldn't see his expression, Phan's grin said it all. Noah kissed Phan quickly and then pulled himself to his feet. "Towel," he mumbled as he made his way somewhat unsteadily to the playroom's adjoining bathroom.

"Rats." Phan cheerfully bounded to his feet and followed along. "I'll start the water, sir."

"Thank you." Tobias looked around the room as he stood up and smiled. Not bad for spur of the moment. He stripped off the rest of his clothes and headed to the shower, leaving the mess for his subs to take care of. After they'd tended to him, of course.