Chapter Thirty-One

"It's up to you, now, Ruben," Dallas croaked, his heavy breath in Marius's ear made the wiseguy crazy.

Dallas held him close while instructing Ruben to back up into the dildo that he'd nailed into the wall between stacks of bales.

"Move back until you feel it, then I'll help you."

They'd stuffed his mouth with the small dildo that Marius had superglued to the silicone bit. It hadn't been easy, and he'd stuck to the damn thing twice, but he'd finally done it and now, the way it looked between Ruben's lips made it all worthwhile.

While he was talking to Ruben, Dallas had been busy nailing the dildo into the wall, then he set one of the blankets there to cushion his knees, though the blanket wasn't all that thick.

"Mmgraman," Ruben complained, but Dallas just laughed derisively.

"Can't understand you, boy! Enunciate!"

Marius laughed at Dallas's sadism. "You're just cruel."

"Ain't nothing cruel about it. Just fun for me, and, well, Ruben might not be all that comfortable."

Marius was enjoying it immensely, and not only his own sexual arousal. The joy on Dallas's almost permanently worried brow, and Ruben too. His complaints were cute, but his dick hadn't lost its hardness through the entire ordeal so far. They both were away from their thoughts and worries, which is what it was all about.

Dallas knelt in front of Ruben's face and tipped his head back to better see him. "Ruben, darlin', no coming without permission. I want this to last a good long time for you. Understand?"

Ruben's eyes were wet with tears, and Marius knew they were tears of happiness. He nodded once and Dallas's soft voice praised, "Good boy. Can't much holler out your safeword, so make a fist and wave it at me if you need to stop. Got it?"

Again, Ruben nodded and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

"God fucking dammit, you are the most beautiful boy I have ever seen."

Marius wholeheartedly agreed. "Isn't he though?"

"Sure is."

Ruben preened at the attention. Marius had never seen him so happy, still pretending to be so put-out. He moved back until the head of the dildo pressed his ass cheek and he stopped to nod at Dallas.

Marius watched heatedly as Dallas moved swiftly to the side of their boy, a generous squish of lube being applied to the dildo before he had Ruben begin to back up again. Marius went to sit on a bale of hay to watch the dildo disappearing into Ruben's hole steadily.

Leaning back, Ruben took the dildo all the way inside him.

Those early thoughts of these men, he remembered them as Dallas stood next to Ruben and started to take his belt from his jeans.

They weren't men he was used to. They didn't wear suits, they didn't sit behind desks all day, on the phone making deals. They didn't meet in dark alleyways to discuss things that weren't for the ears of law enforcement.

No, the two men he loved rode horses in fields and valleys that were moving brown and white seas of cattle. They lived hard and loved harder, fucking like the animals they comingled with.

Now, with Dallas taking off his jacket and tossing it onto the hay, all the while glaring at Ruben, the heat between them unwise for all the flammable straw around them, Marius knew he'd found his forever men.

They didn't take anything lightly. Not living, not working, and not loving. Even play, when they took the time to do it, they played hard, played to get the most out of it. Marius didn't think he'd ever met men that were so…alive.

Dallas undressed while Ruben let the tears roll from his eyes. They didn't come from pain, though. Dallas had done nothing to hurt him yet. But the moment was so intense that the air was thick with their arousal, and their need for one another.

It was beautiful, watching them, knowing he could jump in any moment and be a part of the entire scene. He would, of course, as soon as Dallas commanded it, but until then, he was content to watch.

"Ruben needs a good whippin'," he growled to their boy. Ruben nodded furiously, making Marius smile.

He was kinky, that little fucker. He liked it rough, hard. Exactly how Dallas liked to give it. The belt came down on Ruben's ass with a snap that resounded in the barn, off the walls and the high ceiling. Another made Marius's blood warm and speed through his veins.

Taking a few steps closer, so he could witness the rising of each welt, Marius salivated to see the red marks on Ruben's perfect, creamy brown skin. So perfectly they stood out, thick lines that showed, remarkably, how much Ruben was adored.

Dallas turned to Marius and tossed the belt to him. "Have at him. It's about time you get this boy in line for me. That backtalk isn't cutting it."

It was true. Ruben had a submissive nature, but one that he fought. Marius doubted he tried to be a brat, but he did it nonetheless. "Glad to be of help, Sir."

Dallas stopped him with a deep, sensual kiss, so unlike the usual kisses he got when they were feeling their oats. Soft, seductive and ending in a peck on his cheek. "You…you did good, with this."

"I know. I can tell."

Marius stepped over to Ruben after looping the belt. "Can you take more for us?"

Ruben's neck bent far back so he could look right into Marius's eyes. With one swift nod, he gave his permission to continue, and Marius slapped the belt down on his ass.

The vibration of it, the sound, the feel of the leather in his hand…it was all like magic. It turned a mundane thing like swinging a belt into a contract between them. One gave his will, the other gave his pain and both gave their love.

Dallas knelt in front of Ruben's face and held onto it with both hands. "Fuck yourself on that dildo, boy, while you're getting your whips."

Ruben began to move, swiveling his hips, humping the dildo while Marius continued to bring the belt down on his ass.

Magic. The sound of leather against flesh made a wave of heat grow between the three of them, Dallas holding Ruben's face, the movement of his hips as he fucked himself. Marius didn't think it could get better, but it did. Dallas rose suddenly and snatched the belt from Marius. "Couple more whacks, then we're switching it up."

He did the whacking, of course, right on Ruben's back, hard enough to make him scream out around the dildo.

After pulling Ruben off the dildo, Dallas had him stand and told Marius to hold him. "I'll be back. I got an idea."

Ruben didn't have to stand and fret about what Dallas was planning because Marius took him into his arms, took off the bit, and kissed the worry away.

"Wow, Mr. Wiseguy, that was hot."

"Yeah. Almost as hot as your backside is right now," he said as he set a hand on one cheek of Ruben's ass, extracting a whimper and wince from him. "Feels like a furnace."

Moving his jaw around, he laughed, "My jaw hurts worse."

"Good," Marius said and kissed him again. Feeling that naked body in his arms, the way Ruben's arms snaked around Marius's neck, it felt like he was king of the world instead of just a few mobsters. Ruben and Dallas had given him more in a few months than he'd found for the rest of his thirty-seven years.

Dallas returned with a leather strap around his neck and a long rope, like what they'd used when he'd watched them rounding up cattle.

Curious, Marius had Ruben join him to watch Dallas getting creative.

Dallas tied a horseshoe to one end of the rope and Marius laughed as he threw it perfectly over the rafter in the center of the barn. It came down and Dallas caught it easily, then took the horseshoe off it and started to tie it together.

"Is he gonna…hang me?"

Marius shook his head. "I…I don't know what the fuck he's doing."

"Shut it, both of you or else I'll get another fucking rope." Dallas pulled the leather off his neck and tossed it to Marius. "Get this on him."

After catching it, Marius saw it was a thick piece of leather, and one end had a buckle. "What the fuck is this?"

"It's a broken harness. Still has the buckle, though. Find something to put a notch on it and get it on him." Dallas turned and smiled wickedly. "The little fucker should have a collar for the night, don't you think?"

"I think you're a genius."

Marius took out his pocket knife and quickly made a hole in the leather. Ruben stood still, smiling as Marius placed the leather around his neck. "This is some thick fucking leather."

"It has to be," Ruben explained. "It's from a horse harness. If it breaks, the rider falls off and that's dangerous."

"Well, baby, we're gonna ride tonight, and you wouldn't want us falling off, would you?"

"Of course not, Sir."

Ruben's eyes glistened as he said it. So sweet, so beautiful, Marius felt his heart pounding as he looked into Ruben's beautiful dark eyes. "Sir. Yeah. Sir."

"Ready when you both are," Dallas called and then, without warning, he scooped Ruben off his feet and into his arms, smacking a kiss on his lips before he grunted, "Good boy."

Marius understood then, as Dallas took the two steps back to the rope. "We are hanging him."

"Damn skippy, we are."

Marius asked, "Is this high enough so he doesn't scrape his head on the floor?"

"We'll pull him up to fit. There's not gonna be a lot of slack when I'm through with him."

Marius didn't know what he meant until he hefted Ruben into his arms and beginning with Ruben's feet and legs, started to weave the rope around him, between his legs, around each, around both until he got to Ruben's hips, weaving the same, around, then down again to the creases of both legs.

The rope hadn't seemed long enough, but once he got Ruben's chest crisscrossed with the rope, looping around both shoulders, he gently moved Ruben until he was hanging on his own.

"Shibari? You know fucking shibari?"

"What's that?" Dallas asked seriously. "I'm just trussing up a calf."

Marius took out his phone and snapped a picture of the beautiful job Dallas had done. "No worries, guys, I'm not posting this anywhere."

"You won't if you like breathin'," Dallas countered. "But he is purty, ain't he?"

The rope made a living sculpture of Ruben, woven, knotted, and accenting the parts that weren't covered in the rope, like Ruben's cock and balls, and his sweet little nips. Marius's entire mouth filled with saliva as he took two more pictures from other angles.

"Dallas, this is…beautiful. This is Shibari."

"Don't give a fuck. I like him all trussed up like this."

What Dallas had managed to do, purposely or accidentally, was to hang him so his mouth was lined up perfectly with Dallas's dick, which was quickly placed in Ruben's mouth even as Dallas started playing with Ruben's dick. "No coming, you little fuck."

Ruben bounced on Dallas's cock, swinging partly and the rest all neck action. Marius, feeling left out, got behind him, quickly getting his leather jacket and shirt off so he could wipe some of the lube off Ruben's ass, because he planned on making their boy his midnight snack.

"Get the rest off too, Dimples. Show those dimples off for me."

The scars on his ass. At first, he'd hated them. Not to brag, but he had a great ass before that. Having little dents…or dimples there, he'd gone on a month long drunk after, thinking no guy would ever want that ass again, then getting more depressed by knowing it didn't matter anyway. He was never going to have a guy.

How things changed. Not only did he have two men, they both loved him and his dimpled ass.

Pulling Ruben's cheeks apart wasn't easily done. Not with Ruben clenching from being mouth fucked at the same time his cock was being stroked and sucked. Marius had never been so grateful for having a nice thick long tongue.

Burrowing between those clenched cheeks was just the challenge he was waiting for. Ruben's muffled cries told he wasn't expecting it when Marius's tongue pushed through the cheeks and right into the hole. How he clenched more, making it even more challenging.

Getting his thumb in there, he pushed in as gently as he could, which wasn't very gently. The excitement had him almost frantic. He wasn't the only one.

Ruben was making a constant hum that became higher pitched by the second. That either meant he was about to come or about to fall apart. Marius pushed his thumb into Ruben's hole and the noise got even higher, and Dallas chuckled in that dark delicious way he had.

"Don't you dare come, boy!"

Ruben pushed him enough to get the cock out of his mouth. "I can't help it! I'm not a fucking magician! One in my ass, one on my cock, what the hell do you expect?"

Dallas came around to the backside of the boy as Marius extracted his thumb. "Did you hear that?"

"Sure did."

"I think this boy needs a few more lessons. What do ya say?"

"I'm hanging here, all the blood rushing to my head!"

Marius couldn't believe Ruben was still bitching. "I always thought he and his sister were polar opposites. Now I see they're more alike than I thought."

"I thought the same," Dallas grunted. "Well, he'll learn to hush up or he'll just keep getting cut off from coming and he'll have more marks on him."

"You're the boss."

"Where's that belt?"

After fetching it and placing it into Dallas's hand, Marius held up his forefinger to let Dallas know to wait. The improvised ball gag was back in the squirming man's mouth after Marius stopped him from swinging. "There ya go."

Ruben's eyes narrowed at him and then at Dallas as Dallas said, "Shake your head side to side for your safeword. You might need to, so stop wiggling down so I can tell."

Ruben was fuming, it was obvious, but he didn't shake his head. He was pissed and frustrated, but that didn't mean he wanted it to stop. Kinky fucker.

They took turns using the belt on him. First Marius stuck his dick in Ruben's mouth so Dallas could whip him with the belt, then they switched, and Marius watched more thick lines glowing on Ruben's flesh.

The wind was kicking up outside, whining through the rafters in the barn, making it eerie in the big, mostly dark space.

Dallas started laughing as he began to swing Ruben. "Hold your mouth open. I gotta try this."

Back Ruben would move and with his mouth open, and Dallas's aim, he managed to end up in Ruben's mouth every single time.

Marius giggled at them, though Ruben was laughing too, and almost missed once and did on the return trip, taking Dallas's cock right in the cheek. "Ouch!"

"Marius is whipping your ass and that's an ouch?"

"Your dick is really hard. Make yourself come in me. I can't hang like this much longer."

Dallas heard that and said, "Right. Let's get you roped up another way."

They took another few whacks at him with the belt, then got him off the rope easily by Marius holding him while Dallas cut the rope, effectively leaving him still tied completely. Dallas pulled the rest of the rope down and Marius carried him to one of the support beams.

Making quick work of it, Dallas bound him to the beam and he and Marius stared for a long while. "He's too pretty, Dallas, Sir."

"He sure is."

"All that fussing he does, though…"

"Come on," Ruben whined. "You know we're naked, and it's not like this place is insulated!"

The improvised ball gag was replaced between his teeth, shutting him up good and proper. Marius was taking such joy of the entire evening, he couldn't stop laughing. Dallas, however, was as serious as Marius had seen him.

Dallas grabbed him roughly, kissing him and speaking loud enough that Ruben was sure to hear all of it. "I want to suck that nice cock of yours, Dimples. I'm gonna make you come hard, then, if Ruben's lucky, I'll save a little of that jizz and let him taste it."

"I like that."

"Thought you might. He ain't, though."

Ruben's eyes were wide and he was mumbling around the gag.

"Hush, boy. You ain't coming tonight, but if you want to try for longer, please, keep complaining."

Quieting, Ruben's eyes closed as Dallas got to his knees.

It started off with a lick and a kiss to his crown, but it soon became a deepthroating he didn't expect. Dallas was good at everything he did, but Marius never expected the blow job he was getting that evening.

When Marius first felt his cock sliding over the back of Dallas's tongue, he became off-balance and held onto the beam across from Ruben. Yeah, his knees were getting weak, his mind lost in a haze of how fucking good it felt.

Toe-curling good, that's how it was and when he shot down Dallas's throat, he heard Ruben's tiny voice whimpering.

Dallas untied Ruben just to turn him around, and he found a small stool to make him stand so he'd be taller, the perfect height to fuck. Before he started fucking their boy, however, he felt him up, and by that, Marius saw him touching, pinching, and slapping over Ruben, all while he huskily spoke to him.

"Such a good boy and you want to come, I know. I might let you, but I haven't decided yet."

"You're a real sadist," Marius accused joyfully. Dallas brought him in for a kiss even as his hand continued to move over Ruben's body.

Dropping to his knees, Marius slipped a condom on Dallas's cock and applied enough lube to make it an easy entrance, and then Marius got on the other side of the beam where Ruben was tied and when Dallas pushed into him, and he watched the sheer ecstasy on Ruben's face.

Dallas could multitask. As he moved his hips like the piston in a ship's engine, he was slapping, pinching Ruben, hurting him even as he gave the man pleasure.

Marius set a hand on Ruben's cheek, whispering encouragement to him. "You're so, so good, baby. You're so good and beautiful like this, baby. You're so loved and wanted, Ruben."

Ruben's eyes were rolling back in his head and he was limp in the ropes. Marius had seen it before, that subspace that looked so enticing, like he found a peace no one on the planet could find.

Slack, bursts of noise coming from his parted lips, he radiated the bliss he was feeling until Marius felt it too. Marius knew then that Ruben needed more scenes like the one in the barn that evening. He needed it like most men needed air. From all the stress they'd gone through, he was away from that in that serene place.

He was jealous, but then, he'd felt that too. Dallas had taken him there, leading the way to that kind of bliss. In his hands, in his voice, he could take the two men to places they thought were only in dreams.

Another particularly nasty pinch, Ruben cried out but it wasn't a normal cry from feeling pain. It sounded like a hum, finding a note and humming until it grew louder, then faded quickly.

Marius couldn't see, so he moved around enough to watch a rope of the cum he'd shot running slowly down the beam, like hot lava over sand.

"He disobeyed," Marius whispered to Dallas.

"That's okay. This time," he said as he pulled the full condom off his dick. "Fucker squeezed my dick so hard, made me come. I wanted to fuck him for another hour at least."

They got Ruben untied and Marius helped Dallas with the aftercare. Clucking his tongue every few seconds, Dallas fussed over their boy like a mother hen. Marius handed him the cold packs, the ointments and helped feed Ruben water.

Dallas held Ruben on his lap, kissing his face. "I didn't hurt you too bad, did I?"

"He was blissed out, Dallas. I think he was just fine."

"I was, I am. I'm…this is the happiest I've ever been. Really."

Marius kissed him again, then Dallas and then said, "I think this worked out great."

"You did good, Dimples."

"Thank you, Sir."

"Don't get me started again. Not yet, anyway."

"I need food," Ruben squeaked between them. "And a nice warm bed. Dallas, you really need to turn up the heat in here."

Groaning, Dallas said, "Well, it didn't help his mouth much."

"We have…we have forever to do that."

Ruben turned his head to Marius, and Dallas was already staring, making him uncomfortable enough to cut his eyes away and fidget on the hay. "What?"

"Dallas, he just proposed forever to us."

"He sure did. What you think, Ruben?"

"I think…I think it sounds good to me."