13. Cameron

13

cameron

When I first realized someone was in the room, my first reaction was fear. I was fucking terrified. Those videos were fresh in my mind and all I could think was that whoever was sending them escalated from cameras to watching in person.

Then I took off the blindfold, and saw it was Luke. My emotions did a 180 real quick. It wasn’t fear, disgust, or even annoyance that he barged in that way I felt. Nope. I was turned the fuck on. In a split second, my mind placed Luke in the safe category. Followed by the need and ours category. I couldn’t explain it if I tried, but my instincts were telling me that it was right for Luke to be here and watching Joel and I.

Plus, I’d always been a bit of an exhibitionist, and seeing the man’s hungry expression as he watched us, turned on not only by Joel, but me too, was hot as fuck.

Joel hadn’t put the blindfold back on me, so as he got back to fucking into me, I turned my head so I could watch Luke’s reactions. He was still completely clothed, but he was pushing the heel of his palm into the bulge in his jeans so fucking hard I was surprised it wasn’t painful.

“He’s beautiful, isn’t he, amato ?” Joel asked conversationally, like he wasn’t fucking me so hard I could barely hang on.

“Y-yeah.”

“You can get closer, you know? Cam doesn’t mind, do you?”

I shook my head. Not even a little. “No, Daddy! Come watch us, Luke.”

Luke cursed under his breath and started to take a step closer. “Are you—” He cleared his throat. “Are you sure?”

I nodded. “Yup. I have my safewords. I promise I’ll use them if I need them.”

“It’s vinegar, by the way,” Joel informed him as he brushed right up against my prostate and I screamed. “Oil for slow down.”

Luke snorted, but I guessed that was enough to make him feel comfortable because he fully entered the room, even if he was still hovering a distance away from us.

“Touch yourself, baby boy. Put on a show for Luke. But don’t come,” Joel reminded me sternly.

He didn’t have to tell me twice. My hand flew to my cock. Most of the time, Joel didn’t let me touch myself at all. He had a bit of an edging kink, and he fucking loved seeing me come untouched, so I planned to fully take advantage of this change.

“Can you see him, Luke?” Thrust. “Can you see how hot he is when he plays with himself?” Another thrust. They were long and deep and shook me to the fucking core.

“Y-yeah, I see.” Luke’s voice was shaky, and I didn’t think he’d even blinked since this had started.

I slowed my hand to almost a complete stop, but a raised eyebrow from Joel had me speeding up again.

“Good boy. Keep jerking yourself off. Bring yourself right to the edge.” I complied with two shorter and rougher thrusts. Then suddenly, Joel was pulling out and I was flipped to my stomach. I immediately brought my knees under me, so my ass was in the air, and went right back to playing with myself.

Joel entered me so swiftly that it brought tears to my eyes. Fuck, it felt so good. His fingers dug into my hips.

Luke made a needy sound that had me twisting my head in his direction. He was still hesitant though. He seemed to feel like an outside in this impromptu scene rather than a participant, and I wasn’t having it. The switch in my brain had been flipped on how I thought about Luke and it had been slowly getting there for weeks now. So far it had been Joel and me and Joel and Luke, with a very clear line drawn between us. But I didn’t want such a hard line anymore. Rules were meant to be broken, and if the relationships got a little blurry, well then I was fine with it. Whether Joel and Luke would be as well remained to be seen, but we’d never know if some chances weren’t taken. Luke wasn’t going to instigate on his own though. He needed a push.

“Daddy, Luke’s still wearing all his clothes. I don’t think that’s fair, do you?”

Joel bent over me and completely changed the angle, making me lose my breath. He sucked a mark onto my neck I desperately wished would last before finally answering me. “Naughty boy. But you’re right. Go on, Luke, get comfortable. Touch yourself, darling. It’s okay.”

“Fuck,” Luke muttered, but he still didn’t move. I wanted to encourage him, but it was impossible for me to do anything but moan and scream. Joel was keeping a brutal pace now, and all I could do was fist the sheets with my free hand and hang on.

“Daddy! I need to come! Please, please, I can’t stop it!”

“Let go.” Joel’s voice was all dominance, and I was releasing my dick before my brain had caught up. Joel snaked his arm under me and squeezed my balls, stopping the onslaught just in time. I sobbed.

“Daddy!”

“That’s it, baby boy. You’re doing so good. Daddy is so proud of you.”

In the background, Luke was cursing up a storm, and I saw the second he final gave in. The sound of his zipper felt loud in the room, giving a finality to the moment.

“Perfect, darling. There’s lube on the table right there. Use some and touch yourself. Show Cam how sexy you think he is as he goes to the edge over and over but doesn’t give in to his pleasure.”

Gods. I hoped it wouldn’t be too much longer, but I’d hold off until Daddy said I could come. I might be a bit of a brat, and sometimes I might not wait for permission, but this wasn’t the time to play games. I bit the inside of my lip and used all my willpower to keep from spilling.

“Gods.”

I couldn’t see straight anymore, but I didn’t need to. I could hear the all too familiar sound of lube being squirted, followed by the Luke pumping his dick furiously, way harder than I dared to right now.

“That’s it. Both my men getting their pleasure. I love it so fucking much.” Joel bit my shoulder, causing me to scream.

“C’mon, baby boy. Scream for me. Scream my name while you come on my cock.”

That was it. My eyes rolled to the back of my head from pleasure, and I was screaming, “Daddy!” as I fucking lost it.

Joel groaned, deep and guttural, his hips stuttering as I milked his cock for all it was worth.

“Fuck. Fuck, Joel. That’s so . . . ungh—” Luke stopped talking, and I knew he’d either orgasmed or was fucking close.

Joel panted heavily as he released his load inside the condom. I wished he could go bare, but I wasn’t risking a pregnancy because that was suddenly a real worry for me, and male birth control wasn’t reliable yet. Still, I imagined it was me, instead of the condom that he was filling. Maybe I’d ask Daddy to plug me, like I was holding his cum inside me.

Joel shifted, like he was getting ready to slip out, when he froze. “Uh, Cam?”

He trailed off, but I didn’t need the rest of his words when I started to feel it myself.

“Oh, Joel. Daddy. Oh my gods . . . is this?”

“What? What’s going on?” Luke asked, concerned.

I shook my head, breathless and unable to form words, but I didn’t want him to be worried. No, nothing had ever been better than this as Joel expanded inside me, what could only be his knot forming in me for the first time.

“I—” Joel shook and groaned. He collapsed to the side, bringing me with him so that we were spooning, with my back to his front. I twisted to look at him, tears in my eyes, even as I smiled.

“It’s my knot,” he finally managed to get out, his voice raspy with the effort, but holding a little bit of disbelief.

“You’re knotting him?”

“Yes, and it feels so good. Daddy’s filling me up just right.” Joel seemed to relax then, knowing I wasn’t in pain.

Don’t get me wrong, I was full . And kept getting fuller. It bordered on uncomfortable, but it also felt so fucking right. This was exactly where I was meant to be, in Joel’s room, trapped on his knot while Luke watched.

“Fucking A, Cameron,” Luke whispered, sounding as in awe as I felt. A sigh escaped his lips, and I turned just in time to see him reach his peak and he came every-fucking-where. It was impressive, especially for a man his age. And hot as hell. If I wasn’t so spent, that alone could have brought me back to the edge. Even Joel sucked in a breath as we watched Luke give in to his pleasure.

“That’s it, darling. Let yourself go. You got turned on by watching me knot my boy?”

Luke nodded. He looked so blissed out, and Joel finally stopped growing. I felt more relaxed than I had in weeks, maybe even months. Everything was perfect.

The bubble broke though. Luke seemed to realize what he’d just done and staggered back. “I, uh, I’m gonna get us some towels. I’ll be right back.” He turned and booked it out of the room before either of us could say anything, and it wasn’t like we could follow.

Joel kissed my neck, no doubt feeling my nerves.

I shifted just a bit. “Are you okay, Cam? Am I hurting you?”

“No . . . feels good. Is he okay?”

Joel sighed. “I think so. Probably just a little overwhelmed.”

I laughed. “Yet I’m the one stuck on your dick.”

“Exactly where you’re meant to be, caro . It’s where you belong.”

Calmness settled over me. That was exactly what I’d been thinking, but the thoughts felt more real when Joel expressed them. Suddenly, I was so fucking sleepy. By the time Luke came back from the bathroom, I could barely keep my eyes open.

I vaguely noticed Joel cleaning me up the best he could from this angle and adjusting us to make me more comfortable, but that was all I could remember before I passed out. When I woke up, Joel’s knot had gone down and he’d slipped out of me, and Luke was squeezed in on the other side of the bed, pressed up against Joel’s back. Both men were sound asleep.

I smiled to myself and secretly vowed to make sure there were plenty more nights just like this before drifting back off.