Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78043 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Him not orgasming already also made me a bit more lenient on my scoring though because it seemed like some kind of golf handicap but for sex.
“Please…good boy…” Joel took a ragged breath as he tightened his muscles again. “Yes, good boy. I so. Yes. That’s.”
He seemed to think he was making perfect sense or he didn’t realize he was talking out loud. Either way, to me it said that he was ready to be fucked and we probably couldn’t push him much longer without an orgasm or subspace.
Neither of which was the goal.
The subspace one might be fun to try in the future, but I pushed the idea out of my head for now when my own dick started throbbing. I wasn’t as close as Joel but watching him beg and squirm and get hard as I tormented his cock had mine racing toward the finish.
Knowing I wasn’t the only one made me less self-conscious about it, though.
Dean kept grabbing his dick and couldn’t take his eyes away from Joel’s ass as we slowly finger fucked our boy. He’d been playing it cool for as long as he could, but once he lost Daddy brain and shifted into horny boyfriend mode, he’d been just as gone as me.
“Please, Master? Daddy, yes. I should. We’re going to.” Joel was back to rambling in desperate half-sentences but we knew what he wanted.
To be fucked.
His way of describing losing his virginity was pure Joel, but I was down for giving him exactly what he’d always pictured. But due to that we had to move things forward, so I nodded at Dean and mouthed almost silently, “He’s ready.”
Joel should’ve realized that too, but he was so far gone that when we finally eased our fingers out, he nearly came off the bed. “I’m a good boy.”
And Daddy mode was back.
Dean wrapped himself around Joel again without realizing what he was doing and started kissing the back of our desperate sub’s head. “Yes, you are and we’re going to fuck you long and hard, baby boy.”
It was the most insane and yet still adorable sweet talk ever, but Dean wasn’t thinking about that as he rocked his cock against Joel’s ass. The promise made Joel settle slightly but he pushed back against his Daddy and whined again before another shiver racked his body.
The lights were on but I wasn’t sure anyone was home.
His words were saying what he wanted and his body was in full agreement, but we’d somehow landed in a desperate area between reality and subspace and he wasn’t tracking anything else.
I wasn’t sure how we’d gotten to that point but I was pretty sure I knew how to fix it.
Joel needed a cock inside him.
And since his Daddy was in the perfect position, I reached between them and slicked up his hard cock. Dean’s eyes went wide and for a moment he looked like he was in some kind of anime porn, but the plan seemed to hit him right as he looked over at me and he looked slightly more normal as words finally came out. “Oh. Yes.”
Clearly neither of them were thinking straight.
“Yes, you know what he needs.” Needs. Not wants. “Show him how special he is.”
Thankfully, I didn’t have to explain what was going to come next in detail because I wasn’t sure Dean’s heart could’ve taken it. But pointing his cock at Joel’s slicked hole was probably a good clue about what he needed to do.
Ready.
Aim.
Fire.
“Oh god.” Joel’s groan was so deep it sounded like it came from his toes. “That’s so much better than my brush.”
For fuck’s sake.
Dean started to say something but clamped his lips together and sank in deeper, getting another moan from Joel as the stretch had to be amazing. When he was fully seated, Dean ran his hands over Joel’s back before they settled on his hips. “We’re going to make some rules later.”
Punctuating that threat with a rough thrust, Dean was in full Daddy mode. “You’re. Not. Being. Safe.”
Or hygienic.
If Joel was smart he’d have promised his Daddy that he’d behave.
He was not smart.
“It’s…wow. That’s so good, Daddy.” Joel stopped mid-ramble as Dean stopped the rough thrusts, and I hoped it was him finally realizing how much danger he was in. It wasn’t. He was just catching his breath. “It fits good. I promise. It won’t get…it won’t get sucked up my butt.”
His Daddy did not want to hear it and didn’t seem to find it as funny as I did. “Ab-so-lutely-not.”
Breaking up the short order with thrusts that made sure Joel knew he was in charge, Dean nearly growled out the words as Joel shook and moaned. How Joel could get words out, I didn’t know, but he was doing his best to make his Daddy nuts. “It’s…it’s got a narrow bit, Daddy. Promise. That…that keeps it safe…oh, you’re so big, Daddy…”