Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 100301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 401(@250wpm)___ 334(@300wpm)
“That is very much okay,” David replied. He held the base of his cock. “Suck.”
Jordan instantly went down on him. The second he did, David snapped his hips forward, fucking into Jordan’s mouth. He took it like a champ, gagging and coughing but still going, only stopping when David gave him a few seconds’ break.
“Good boy. That’s Daddy’s good boy.” David petted him. “Isn’t he being a good boy for us?” David asked me.
“Yes,” I replied and realized I was closer to them, only a few feet away, not having noticed I moved.
Jordan looked up at me, his face red and tears in his eyes but blissed out as hell, like he couldn’t be happier. “Thank you,” he told me.
“Ian,” David said, his voice firm and commanding, and my gaze settled on him. “I’m proud of you too.”
He was? I’d done good? I was a good boy too? Somehow, my insides felt like they were settling into place.
David fucked into Jordan’s mouth again, taking him hard. Jordan whimpered and cried out, and each time his mouth was empty, begged for more. My own vision went slightly blurry. It felt like I’d suddenly been cut open, when I’d been stitched up my whole life.
“Good boys. You are both such very good boys,” David praised, and God, I loved it, feeling adored that way. There had never been a time in my life when I’d felt adored.
I was trembling, shaking uncontrollably as I sat down on the chair. The second I did, David’s hand tightened in Jordan’s hair. The world around us melted away as David cried out, holding Jordan so he couldn’t move as he shot in his mouth. I could hear Jordan choke on it, swallow it down. My hand itched to go to my cock. I wanted to come, needed to come. David hadn’t told me I couldn’t, just asked me not to, and why did it matter if he told me? But if I listened, I would be a good boy, and there was suddenly nothing in the world I wanted more.
David relaxed in the chair again, let go of Jordan’s hair and kissed him, then said, “Go make Daddy proud and take Ian’s load too.” He looked at me. “Color?”
“Green,” I gritted out.
Jordan scrambled over to me, swallowed down my cock, worked it with his throat. I pulled his hair and fucked his throat the way David had done.
David and I locked gazes, the look in David’s eyes somehow giving me courage, releasing something inside me I hadn’t even known was there.
My balls drew up, my orgasm pulling me under as I spilled deep into Jordan’s skillful mouth. He swallowed, and I let him go right before he licked his lips and said, “Yummy.” And holy fuck, I thought I was going to come again.
“Can I jerk him off?” I found myself asking.
“Yes,” David replied.
I pulled Jordan to his feet, spit in my hand, and got all of five strokes in on his hot, swollen shaft before warm cum splattered against my face, my cheeks, my lips.
I licked it away as Jordan smiled down at me. “God, I really want to kiss you.”
“Please.” Why did I sound so needy?
I didn’t know if that was the right thing to say or do, but then Jordan straddled my lap and took my mouth, tongue swiping against mine. I tasted myself on him and reveled in him tasting himself on me.
When the kiss ended, Jordan didn’t get off my lap. “Thank you, Ian.” He looked at David. “Thank you, Daddy.”
I nodded, unsure what to do, what to say, what to feel.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Jordan
I definitely hadn’t expected this to happen, but there wasn’t a bone in my body that wished it hadn’t. I loved being watched, so when Ian had come home early and seen me with David, all my pleasure receptors pinged like crazy. Getting used by David with Ian watching? Check. Getting to blow Ian too? Double check.
I kept myself curled up on Ian’s lap, afraid that if I got up, he would leave. All of us were quiet, which I had a feeling was mostly because David and I were worried about scaring Ian away. He hadn’t submitted to David, not really, but he’d asked David’s permission at times. It had felt like this strange blend of David dominating us both through me, with Ian and David both having control over me as well. Whatever it was, I couldn’t wait to do it again.
I felt a vibration against me from Ian’s belly. “Your stomach’s growling. Do you want pancakes? I want pancakes. David, can we have pancakes?” I fluttered my lashes at him for good measure.
David chuckled. “You’re like a bottomless pit. But yes, I can make pancakes. You need to eat too, pup. I know you don’t like eating food you don’t buy, so if that’s a hard limit right now, then you can pay me back. Otherwise, we can discuss it more later. We have plenty on our plate already.”