Chapter Twenty-One

Marius was happy to start on him first. Dallas leaned on the wall across from them, arms crossed over his chest, smile playing on those luscious lips while Marius went to town.

He didn't push in gently. He and Dallas had connected wordlessly on how Ruben was going to be fucked. Ruben was holding onto the counter like he'd fly off it if he wasn't giving it a death grip.

And he likely would have.

Marius loved fucking hard, slamming home like he was trying to push a man's internal organs right up his throat and out of his mouth, but it was different with the two of them. With Ruben, he pushed them to treat him like a dirty slut, someone in need of constant attention and discipline. Alone, Marius would have had trouble with the younger man, but with Dallas? It was working out well.

Tired of the counter, Marius slapped the side of Ruben's leg as he pulled out of him. "Back porch, now."

"It's freezing," Ruben complained loudly.

That got Dallas moving. He took two heavy steps to the island and grabbed a fistful of Ruben's head, moving his head back so he could look him in the eye. "What was that?"

"Dallas, it's cold out there!"

"I don't give a fuck what the temperature is! You do as your fucking told, you fucking cock tease!"

After sliding off the counter, Ruben mumbled all the way to the backdoor. "Oh, sure, I'm the cock tease, even though I just had a damn cock up my ass, like a bull heading toward a red cloth or some fucking shit. Yeah, I'm the cock tease."

Dallas's eyes met Marius's and they both smiled at once. "Did he just…?"

Marius nodded. "He did. Looks like he's submissive only when it suits him. I've…met a few like that."

"Oh, me too. Let's get him into some hard, fast training, shall we?"

Marius stopped Dallas on his way to the back door. "Listen, I…like doing what we've been doing, but maybe, for now, we double-team this little bitch and show him what it's like to have two doms?"

"I think you're brilliant."

They kissed in the middle of that kitchen hotly, Dallas grabbing his face, sucking his tongue, and Marius was into it. He started to grind against Dallas jeans, which wasn't exactly fun, but it was hot nonetheless.

Then he thought of it, and pulled back to see Dallas's eyes wild with lust. "It's cold out there."

"Yeah. Better figure out how not to let your dick shrink, because you're fucking him on that porch."

"I may have a better idea, if you let me get dressed."

"Okay, tell me."

"Go out and torture him long enough for me to get dressed and gather some shit in a bag. Then, meet me at the truck. Don't let him get dressed."

"Evil mother fucker, aren't you?"

Marius gave him a fast peck on the lips. "Yep. Go, hurry, or he'll freeze or start bitching again."

"Or both. Hurry, or I'll freeze, and I'll just get ready for fucking bed."

As soon as he left, Marius got his clothes back on quickly and grabbed the condoms and lube, finding a plastic bag. He grabbed his leather jacket and found an old scarf in the back of the truck.

Making a quick call, he went to the porch and found a luscious sight. Dallas had Ruben on his knees, sucking cock and playing with his own dick.

"Damn."

"Are we ready?"

Marius answered in a purr, "Oh, we're ready. We're very ready."

Dallas callously pushed Ruben off his dick, and Ruben was heated right through. There was no sign from him about how cold it was. "What are we doing now?"

"We're going for a ride."

Ruben's scowl told Marius he was about to have a fit. Perfect…

"A ride? I'm ready to fuck, and you want to take off somewhere?"

Dallas chuckled darkly and whispered as he walked past Marius, "I hope whatever you have planned hurts this little fuck."

"It will, oh lord and master."

"Hey, I like that," he called over his shoulder. To Ruben, he ordered, "Follow me, cock tease, and shut your fucking mouth while you do it."

Marius watched him running but knew his feet would likely freeze him on that cold wood. Marius grabbed him and threw Ruben over his shoulder to carry him the rest of the way to the truck.

Thinking the little fucker would be grateful was a dream. He quickly woke him. "If you smack my ass, that goes against the safeword, and I'll call all of this off right now!"

"Do you ever shut up?"

"Rude!"

When they got to the truck, Marius saw that Dallas had started it, getting the heat on, hopefully. Dallas jumped out, laughing as he ran around to open the passenger door for them. "Climb on in."

"We're seriously leaving here?" Ruben demanded as he was placed on the seat. Once that rough material was against his sore ass, he jumped and complained more. "That fucking hurts! Where are my clothes? I can't go anywhere like this! What if we meet someone on the road?"

Dallas huffed and closed the door on his voice. "He's pushing it."

"I think he might be nervous about all this shit here. It might have been a mistake to let him sit in on that security meeting."

"We'll make him feel better. Only after we make him feel worse, of course."

"Of course."

Marius knew his men already well enough. They were both jumpy as jackrabbits, as one of the hands had said one day that caught him funny. One needed to be dominant, to pull on his confidence like a warm coat. The other just needed to take an hour or two to forget all the bad things happening around them that got in the way of the good things. He opened the door, and it seemed Ruben hadn't stopped complaining, no matter that the door was closed.

Dallas was in the driver's seat, rolling his eyes as he growled, "Shut him up."

"Yeah. That," he said, then fished around in the bag, pretending to look for tape. "Where is that shit?"

"What shit? My clothes?" Ruben asked.

"No, the duct tape. I have to do something to shut you up."

"Excuse me? Do you know that can tear off skin? You're not supposed to use that on skin. I saw a Tiktok all about it."

The lack of forethought with the tape was only a problem for a moment. He simply slapped a hand back over his mouth. Dallas joined in that fun. "You fight him on shutting you up and I'll find duct tape, I don't give a fuck what Tiktok says."

Once they got to the barn, Dallas got out to open the door and start the heaters. Marius also figured he was making some of his own plans. Marius took off his shoes and handed them to Ruben. "You wear these."

"For?"

He was damn near indignant. "To walk into the damn barn."

"Without clothes? Are you insane?"

Marius left the shoes, got out of the truck and stood in the doorway of it. "You don't want to ask me if I'm insane."

"What was the diagnosis?"

Marius just smiled. "Get the shoes on and start walking into the damn barn before I drag you out barefooted, make you walk in like that."

Ruben's dick swelled as Marius watched.

"Oh, you like that, huh? Like being threatened? Just know, my threats aren't empty, baby."

Ruben scrambled to get out of the truck and he ran, barefooted, to the barn door, pulling it open before ducking inside. Marius watched, laughing, got his shoes back on his feet and headed to the door after grabbing the supplies.

When he got inside, Dallas met him before he could close the door. "I've got something going and I wanted to surprise you. Go down over there and have a seat on a bale of hay."

"I will do that," he said, laughing. "I have a feeling I'm going to like this."

"You will. You will, my baby," he said, then kissed him before heading back over to Ruben, wherever he had him.

After five minutes of sitting on the hay, playing with his phone, he hear the clunking of Dallas's boots on the concrete floor. "Come on with me."

Marius didn't have to be asked twice. He followed a chucking Dallas, who had quite the pronounced swagger, into the main area of the barn.

They were surrounded by bales of hay and ranch equipment, tools and whatever he expected to find in a barn. The centerpiece, however, was nothing that he'd expect to find. Ruben was dressed, in a way. He had a bit and bridle on his head, the bridle between his teeth, and his cock was sticking straight out in front of him, some kind of ring on the base, keeping it stiff.

"What the fuck?"

"You like my little pony?"

"The show?" he asked before he realized Dallas meant Ruben. "Oh, your little pony, Ruben!"

"Yes," he said huskily.

Ruben was standing on horse blankets, glaring hatefully at the two of them. Marius would laugh himself to death if he wasn't so heated.

The air in the barn was crisp, cool, but he heard the heater purring softly, and the way he felt, he could melt the snow if he was standing in a ten-foot drift. As he walked over, he started disrobing, tossing his shirt to Dallas, who laughed.

"Get on the blankets there and you'll have your first riding lesson."

Marius finished stripping, keeping his eyes fully on Ruben as he neared, skin being kissed by the cold air even as sweat beaded under his mustache. The man was a miracle, so beautiful in the dim overhead lights, skin brown and smooth, chest heaving with his breathing.

He dropped to his knees and slapped Ruben's thigh. "All fours, horsey."

"Mot er uckin' orse," Ruben mumbled and Dallas shot out of nowhere to grab him by the hair.

"You will do as you're told, you little bitch," he gritted right next to Ruben's ear.

Ruben's face paled and his eyes bugged a little, but he was lowering himself to his knees.

When Dallas let go of him, he got on all fours and crawled to the center of the blankets, lifting his hips sweetly.

"Pretty pony," Dallas said, sneering evilly.

Marius growled, "Forgot the condoms and lube."

"Ruben, get up and go fetch ‘em out of the truck."

"'uh?"

"Best hurry, too. Longer you're in here, the bigger chance someone's gonna come see why the lights are on."

Ruben was up and running, but Marius turned in time to see him flipping them the bird.

"That little fucker," Dallas said. "And can't even keep whipping him."

"Next time, but there is always tomorrow, baby."

"Yes, there sure is, baby."

"Thaby," Ruben slurred as he came back into the barn.

Marius waved him over and growled, "Shut the fuck up. When you gonna learn it's your mouth getting you in trouble?"

He grumbled, but didn't try to speak again. Progress, Marius thought.

Marius took the back from him as he got into position again, ass up and wriggling a little. Dallas saw it and said, "He's cold, I think. That pretty cock shrunk right up again."

Dallas was enjoying this much too much. "You're just cruel."

"Yeah, I should be nicer, but I have to save my nice for the guests when this place gets up and running."

Not wanting to say it, Marius thought, if it gets running…

He pushed that aside as he pushed into Ruben. Oh, the keening sounds he made were electric, Marius groaning as he heard them. Dallas hefted over a big bale of hay, kicked back with one boot over the other as he watched his two men copulate like a couple of savages.

Refusing to take it easy on him, he fucked Ruben like a madman, pounding into him, holding onto his hips until Dallas suggested he take the reins and ride the fucker like a real horse.

Not that he'd ever wanted to ride a horse in his life, suddenly that was all he wanted. Grabbing the reins, Marius closed his eyes to picture himself riding through the woods, being chased by bears, cowboys with shotguns and eagles swooping down to grab him and ride off his horse to drop him off a cliff.

The surge that gave him was incredible, and Ruben made high-pitched noises that sounded a little too much like a horse braying. When he opened his eyes again, Dallas was smiling over at him, clapping a little as he cheered him on. "Ride like you're gonna win the million-dollar purse, baby! Yee-fuckin'-haw!"

Marius felt himself close to coming. It was surging on him, making him fuck the man even faster until he released the reins and watched Ruben's head dropping.

"He's gonna blow! Gotta love a guy who can come just getting it in the ass," Dallas said, leaning over his knees to watch Ruben's orgasm.

Ruben tensed so tightly around Marius's dick that he couldn't help but come, and it was taking his body so badly that he felt like he'd black out. That was a first. He'd never been so overcome before, just fucking a man.

When he blew, his body was stiff, unyielding, but that didn't stop Dallas from unbuttoning his pants as he said, "Hop off him and let me take a turn."

Marius fell backward on the blankets and managed to somehow crawl over to the hay bale.

"You should get your pants on before you try to sit on it. Hay doesn't feel too good against bare nuts."

"Follow Dallas for more hay tips and tricks," he mumbled before getting to his feet, swaying dangerously then he leaned on one of the beams as Dallas pushed his pants off his hips.

Dallas lay beside a dazed and confused Ruben. "Get on me. Looks like you're doing the riding this time, pony boy."

Ruben took the bit from his teeth and purred, "Stay gold, mother fucker."

Dallas laughed as Ruben crawled on top of him, sitting right over his sheathed cock and he started to ride him slowly, hands on Dallas's chest. The way they were together, staring into each other's eyes, Ruben's tongue licking over his lips as his hips moved in tight circles, Marius felt his tired cock begin to stir all over again. Dallas was all smiles, but not from the happiness of it. No, his smile was more of a sneer, and the two seemed as though they were battling instead of fucking.

It was hot, that's all he knew, and Ruben was a fucking fiend in the way he was slamming himself on Dallas's dick. Like he was trying to impale himself all the way through to his throat.

The arch of his back, his head falling so his eyes could roll back to the ceiling, his subtle but beautiful groans all made Marius get hard again, and then it was on.

He got his pants back off and got behind Ruben, pushing him over to Dallas. "Let's see if he can take two."

Dallas laughed and cheered him on, "Get in that ass. Feels damn good."

Ruben stopped moving completely and was whimpering, "I can't take two? Do you want my organs to just fall out of the crater my ass will be?"

"Where's that fucking bit. This mother fucker needs to hush."

Rubbing over Ruben's back gently, Marius soothed, "If it's too much, safeword. That's all you have to do. We're not still whipping you, are we?"

"I think I'd like to take that safeword back and you guys can whip me again!"

"Where the hell is that bit?" Dallas asked again.

Marius ignored him. "Ruben, it's going to stretch. It won't be easy, but a good way to get you ready to be fisted."

"Fisted? Who the hell?"

Dallas covered his mouth before he could finish. "Like the man said, safeword, you little cock tease."

Marius got ready, getting the condom on then slathering a generous amount of lube on his cock. As he pushed in, he moved to grunt, "Damn, tight fit."

Holding onto Dallas for dear life, Ruben only whimpered. Dallas, on the other hand, croaked, "Fuck, that feels good, Dimples."

"Yeah, or it will once I'm in more."

It wasn't an easy entrance. Oh, he could have pushed in faster, but he didn't want to hurt Ruben that much. Tearing him would also put that little ass out of commission and that wouldn't do.

So, slowly, surely, he moved his cock into a trembling Ruben, the shaking somehow making it hotter. Dallas's eyes met his and he came a tiny nod, and Marius smiled back. Dallas was telling him that he was doing right, moving so slowly.

His hands were running over Ruben's back and he was whispering encouragement to him. Marius loved that even in the middle of him being a prick Dom, he still cared for them.

Inside to the hilt, and Marius stopped moving, joining Dallas in running hands over Ruben, comforting him. Marius himself couldn't imagine having two dicks in him, but Ruben was taking it well.

He hadn't used the safeword, and had stopped bitching. The only thing on his mind besides the two big dicks in him was keeping his breathing steady.

Dallas, though, kissed him breathlessly right before he told Marius to start in on the fucking. Just like that. "Start in on the fucking, Dimples."

Marius caught both of Ruben's hands clutching Dallas, his face buried in Dallas's shirt.

One thrust, two, getting faster, revving the three of them like a well-tuned sports car. Dallas's head was thrown back as he groaned roughly, "That's it, yeah. That's it, my two sweet, hot fuckers. Fucking amazing!"

Ruben got more heated once he adjusted to the stretching intrusion, and turned his face, his lips parted in silent cries as his eyes were tightly shut. The entire scene was incredibly hot, their facial expressions, their noises, their beautiful bodies.

And, all those thoughts helped take him right to the edge again, but he didn't want to come without the other. "Come, all of us, yeah?"

"Almost there, baby," Dallas grunted. "Don't give a fuck if this one comes again." Ruben's head rose and he glared down at Dallas, making him laugh. "You heard me!"

"Fucking rude!"

"Where the fuck is that bit?"

It was too late for all that, because in the next thirty seconds, he was coming, Ruben was coming and Marius was right there with them.

He'd never done that before, double teamed a man with both dicks in his ass. That was something, however, they'd do again and again, if he had anything to say about it.

As they all lay together on the blankets, Ruben smashed in the center of them, for Marius, at least, he'd never felt closer to anyone. They shared something kinky, hot, and with that came a closeness, a connection that wouldn"t just diminish once the afterglow ended.

Dallas recovered enough to turn Ruben on his stomach and look over the bruises. "We need to get some cream on you, some ice. You can ride the four-wheeler for the next few days, checking the cattle closer to home."

"I'm fine," he said, making Marius laugh.

"You were just crying like a little kid, and now you're the man, huh?"

Giggling, Ruben pushed Marius after rolling onto his back. "I was not crying!"

"Yeah, okay."

"What's say we dress and get the fuck back home?" Dallas asked, his eyes moving from one to the other, soft and loving. "We need to take care of our boy, here."

"Yeah. Yeah, let's go…go home."