Troy
Turning off the car, Troy stretched and fought off a yawn. Long days and even longer meetings were one thing, but when you had to say the same thing over and over it was even worse. He couldn’t understand some people—and it wasn’t just the employees.
The company’s owner was turning out to be a bigger part of the problem than Troy had anticipated. The job was paying well and Troy knew he was worth every penny, but he was pushing against the tide. They just weren’t ready for big changes.
He’d tried to explain that to the company owner, but he hadn’t wanted to listen.
Troy told himself on the ride home that he would work with them for a few more weeks. Then he was going to terminate the contract if nothing changed. He’d been putting off several other offers from other local companies, and he wasn’t willing to waste his time.
It hadn’t helped his frustration to know that Bryce and Oliver were at home without him. He didn’t begrudge them their time together, but a big part of him wished he was there, too. They’d needed it, though. He wanted both of them to be comfortable together with him and without him. It would never work if they couldn’t communicate or negotiate scenes when it was just the two of them.
It was a conversation he’d had with both his boys.
He’d been expecting the call. That was why he hadn’t let Bryce get away with a text. There was too much room for miscommunication when you couldn’t hear someone’s voice. He needed Bryce to understand that he was glad they were spending time together, and he wanted both of them to be completely wrung out from sex.
He’d hoped to have been home earlier, but it was late enough that even with dinner, they should have had time for a couple of rounds in the bedroom. Climbing out of the car, he headed up to the house, curious to find out what they were up to.
The fantasies and options had kept him hard for the long drive home. Getting out of his clothes and hopefully into one of his men sounded perfect. Closing the front door quietly behind him, Troy stood listening to see where they were.
The bedroom.
Troy set his bag down by the door and headed up the stairs. He could hear Oliver’s desperate pleas and a low response from Bryce that he couldn’t decipher but sounded wicked. Oliver seemed to both love and hate the words because his frustration mounted, but so did the desire in his begging.
“Please, Sir. Please. Oh, I need…oh, more…” A low moan stopped the rambling words. Oliver sounded so close to the edge Troy knew he would come any second.
Stepping into the doorway, he had to smile.
It was more wicked than happy. Bryce had found, or Oliver had shown him, the other cuffs that were attached to the four corners of the bed. He had their beautiful sub stretched out naked on his back with a pillow tucked under his hips to raise his ass up.
Bryce was kneeling next to Oliver, almost naked except for tiny little boxer briefs that had a silky texture. They’d been in the toy box because Oliver’s cock was completely erect with a cock ring wrapped around the base and a long, thick dildo in his ass.
That was one of Oliver’s favorites, but also the hardest because it had balls inside of it that would shift and move as the person writhed. The more he wriggled and worked his ass around the toy, the more turned on he would get as the balls rubbed against his prostate.
Bryce’s wicked grin said he’d figured out the trick of the toy and was thoroughly enjoying it.
Troy couldn’t wait to see how Bryce responded to it. He had a feeling it would be beautiful when he gave himself over to the torturous pleasure. Neither man had noticed him yet, so he leaned against the frame and watched.
“You know what we agreed, baby. You said you wanted us to wait until Troy got home. You wanted him to play with us, too. Don’t you remember?” Bryce trailed his fingers around Oliver’s nipples, alternating between soft caresses and little flicks that made Oliver cry out. As pink as they were, he had a feeling Bryce had been playing with them for a while.
“I didn’t think it would be this long!” Oliver wailed out as Bryce pinched one nipple.
“We didn’t specify a time. And you don’t see me complaining, do you?”
Hmm, the way Bryce said that had sparks shooting through Troy. What was his boy up to? “Were my boys waiting for me?”
Troy let his voice go deep and reflect all the need that was surging through him. They were beautiful. Oliver gave a shout of pleasure like his team had just won a touchdown, and Bryce gave a small start as he looked over his shoulder to the doorway.
“We were waiting for you.” Bryce’s voice was low and sexy. Desire flashed through his eyes as he gave Oliver’s nipple another pinch, sending pleasured moans through the house.
“I can see.”
“Oliver agreed. He even got to come in the car as a reward.”
“It sounds like you were extremely generous.” Troy stalked into the room, reaching up to loosen his tie before slipping it off. Tossing it carelessly to the floor, he slowly worked his way down the buttons on his shirt while his men watched, transfixed.
When the shirt was off and had joined the tie on the floor, Troy toed off his shoes and reached for his belt. Oliver whimpered and stretched his head up to watch as Troy teased them both by taking his time. The pants finally hit the carpet with a low thud from the buckle and both men sighed.
Troy would have smiled if he hadn’t been so turned on.
Hooking his fingers through his boxers, he bent over at the waist, pushing them down. He was facing the wrong direction for the men to be able to see his ass, but as he took off his socks and stepped out of the puddle of clothes, he heard both of them whimper.
Bottoming wasn’t his thing, but he wasn’t averse to a little ass play, and from the sounds coming from the bed, both men were in agreement. Straightening up, he ate up the distance to the bed in two long strides. He was done teasing. He wanted them.
Bryce moved to meet him, but Troy was too fast. Before Bryce had moved down to Oliver’s hips, he had Bryce in his arms. Taking Bryce’s mouth in a long, deep kiss, Troy reached out and let his fingers wander down the length of Oliver’s trapped cock.
Oliver made a sound of half-pleasure, half-pain, and the begging started again. Troy pulled back, giving Bryce one last tender kiss. “It looks like you two have been having fun on your date.”
Bryce’s eyes almost glowed with pleasure as he looked down at Oliver. Reaching out, he moved his hand to join Troy’s on Oliver’s hard cock. “He showed me the toys.”
“I’m glad.” Troy teased down the long length to roll Oliver’s tight, full balls in his hand. The noises from Oliver were incredible. “I think Oliver might be ready for more.”
“You took longer than he thought to come home.” Bryce smirked and flicked the head of Oliver’s cock, making their sub almost vibrate from the sensation.
“What did you have planned, tiger?” Troy could envision countless perfect scenarios, but he wasn’t sure what Bryce wanted, and he was going to do his best to let Bryce take the lead.
“Oliver and I talked at dinner. I went into great detail about what I wanted us to do. Kitten, why don’t you tell Troy what we talked about?” Bryce let his hand stop teasing Oliver long enough for him to take a breath.
If he thought Oliver could give them a long, drawn-out account of the sexy torment Bryce had put him through, Bryce would have to be disappointed. Oliver pushed his hips up, shouting out, “You fuck him, he fucks me, please! Sirs, please!”
What? Troy stopped shifting the toy buried deep in Oliver. “It sounds like you boys made a wonderful plan.”
Troy stretched out over Oliver and gave him a quick kiss. “Are you ready for Bryce to fuck you? Do you want him to go slow or—”
“Hard. God, hard and fast. Please.” Oliver was nearly frantic, thrusting up and trying to reach for Troy. Giving his boy a kiss, he reached down and fucked him hard and fast for two or three quick strokes. “I think you’re ready.”
Oliver wailed and thrashed around, almost there, but between the collar around his dick and being so close to the edge for so long, he couldn’t come. Troy loved seeing him like that. “I think I need to get Bryce ready, though.”
Oliver shook his head, but the words didn’t come out, so Troy looked to a slightly nervous Bryce. Troy straightened to give him a kiss. “Are you ready for me?”
Bryce nodded, finding his confidence again because he turned and pushed down the tiny, tight shorts to bare his ass. The smooth skin of his bottom drew Troy’s gaze, but so did the plug sticking out from between Bryce’s firm cheeks. Bryce peeked over his shoulder, giving Troy a sassy look. “Oliver watched while I got ready for you.”
A low, dirty chuckle escaped Troy. Knowing Oliver, it would have driven his kitten crazy to watch Bryce tease and stretch his hole but not be able to touch him. He couldn’t wait to have them reenact it for him later. Troy reached out and put his hand low on Bryce’s back. “Bend over for me. Push your ass up and let me see if you did a good job.”
Bryce blinked at Troy, then bit his lip and nodded, surrendering to his Dom. “Yes, Sir.”
Bryce’s whole body shivered and a soft groan escaped as he leaned over and arched so his ass was offered up to Troy. Absolutely stunning. Troy trailed his hand down his tiger’s back to palm Bryce’s round ass. Bryce made a needy sound and squeezed his cheeks, working them around the plug.
“We need to get another dildo like Oliver’s wearing. I think you boys would look incredible, side by side, with both of you filled and ready. Do you know they even make one with a cock on either end? I could sit back and watch you two fuck each other.” Bryce gasped and his hands gripped at the bed covers as his body shook.
Oliver must have found the image irresistible because he moaned and his desperate thrusting rocked the bed. Troy gave them both a wicked smile. With that reaction, he wasn’t going to be able to wait for long. Christmas was going to come very early to his boys. “Oh, I think my boys like that.”
Pushing the briefs even farther down, Troy reached around to grasp Bryce’s needy cock. Slowly jerking him off, Troy moved his other hand to pull the plug out almost all the way, then push it back in. “I want to make sure you’re ready for me.”
“Please!” Bryce moaned and danced between Troy’s hands, fucking himself onto the plug and back into Troy’s tight fist. Troy had been thinking about the two men for too long to extend the teasing any longer. He slid the plug out, watching as Bryce pushed his ass back, begging for more.
Troy gave him a light smack, and both Bryce and Oliver moaned in pleasure. “Naughty boy. If you want to be fucked, you’ll need to show me you can behave.”
“I’m sorry, Sir.” Bryce shook and had to force out the words. “It was just…you’re so…it was…please, Sir.”
Troy felt the bed move again and looked over to see Oliver desperately working the toy with short, jerky movements while he watched Troy and Bryce. Troy glanced back to Bryce, who seemed shaky and nearly as needy as Oliver. “Grab the condoms.”
Troy reached over to unhook Oliver’s legs but left his arms restrained to the bed. Turning to focus on Bryce, he saw his boy’s movements were jerky and uncoordinated. However, it didn’t take him long to grab the condoms and find the lube where it had fallen next to Oliver.
Troy made both men watch while he sheathed and lubed the condom. Then, while they were both staring and shaking, he took his time doing the same thing to Bryce.
“Who does this cock belong to?” Troy growled out the words, smoothing the latex down over Bryce’s rock-hard shaft with a possessive grip.
“You, Sir. It belongs to you.” Bryce gasped the words out, fighting to stay still.
Troy spread the lube over his sub’s hard cock, loving the feel of his tremors and the tight muscles clenched in anticipation. “That means I control how you get to fuck Oliver. When, how fast, how hard, do you understand that, boy?”
Bryce’s hips jerked, thrusting his cock into Troy’s teasing touch before he caught himself. “I’m sorry. Yes, Sir. You do. You control me.”
“Good boy.” Need and emotions swirled deep inside Troy, but he pushed them away. All he wanted to think about right then was his boys. By the time he was finished, his kitten was mewling and making the sweetest, neediest sounds and his tiger was fighting to stay still. It was a losing battle.
Giving Bryce’s ass a swat just to make him groan and shake, Troy didn’t make them wait any longer. “Kneel between Oliver’s legs. Yes, like that, but I want yours wider. That’s better.”
Bryce shifted his knees so he was spread open for Troy. He moved behind Bryce and wrapped his arms around his chest, pulling his tiger back tight against him. He ran his hands over Bryce’s pecs and firm abs, tweaking his pebbled nipples. “Are you ready for me?”
They’d played and made love in a variety of ways, but he’d never taken Bryce like this. Most of the time, they topped Oliver together. Troy knew he might have been too cautious, but he wanted to ease into their dynamics. It wouldn’t just be bottoming as Bryce gave himself to Troy. It would be offering his submission. Troy wasn’t willing to rush that, no matter how much he wanted to feel Bryce wrapped around him.
Bryce’s head fell back on Troy’s shoulder. Shaking, with every muscle tense, Bryce nodded. “Please, take me, Sir.”
“Who’s in charge? Who makes the rules now?” Troy knew the words came out rough and gravelly, but he didn’t bother to hide how much he needed his tiger. Troy knew there were still things holding Bryce back. He wanted to get through to him how much they needed him.
“You, Sir.” Bryce’s muscles tensed, and it seemed to take everything he had to wait for Troy’s commands.
A low growl rolled out of Troy, making Bryce and Oliver both moan. Troy let his cock slide between Bryce’s cheeks, running the length of his dick over his hole to brush against his balls. Bryce gasped out and his control fell as he pushed and started to beg.
“Please…oh…yes…please…so long…” The broken words were breathy and filled with emotion.
Troy moved his hands to grip Bryce’s hips. Holding him still, he moved his body back and lined his cock up with Bryce’s readied hole. Easing the tip of his cock in, he kept his grip tight, refusing to let Bryce rush him.
“Yes…please…”
“Oh god, that’s so freakin’ hot.” Oliver’s outburst made Bryce laugh, but it was quickly swallowed by the moan that tore through him as Troy drove his hips hard, bottoming out inside Bryce.
He gave Bryce several long, slow thrusts, letting him get used to the sensation. He was stretched, but Troy knew he would still feel the invasion as he sank deep. When Bryce’s breathing had evened out, Troy moved one hand around and brought it up to Bryce’s face.
Turning him just enough to give him a gentle, tender kiss, Troy moved Bryce’s face to look at Oliver. “Are you ready to make love to our kitten? To sink into him?”
A jerky nod gave way to another moan as Troy slid out of Bryce. “Lift his leg. He’s all ready for you.”
Bryce forced his body to listen and leaned down, pushing his arms under Oliver’s legs to lift his ass even higher. It forced the toy to shift, sending the balls moving through the toy, and Oliver gave the most delicious cry of pleasure. Troy reached out and slowly pulled the toy out inch by inch as Oliver pleaded and Bryce watched, barely restrained.
Tossing the toy across the bed, Troy watched as Bryce sank into Oliver in one stroke. Oliver couldn’t seem to decide if he was relieved to finally be getting fucked or overwhelmed by the pleasure. Conflicting emotions and needs flashed over his face as Bryce started to move inside of him.
Gripping Bryce’s hips firmly, Troy forced him to stop, making both of his boys whine in frustration. Giving Bryce another smack to his ass that had gasps echoing around the room, Troy growled out orders. “Be still. Who’s in charge, tiger?”
“You are!” Bryce threw out the words, desperate to please Troy.
“Good boy.” Then Troy bit back a grin as he slid deep in his boy.
All three men were balancing on the edge, desperate to come but not ready for it to be over. Guiding Bryce’s hips, Troy let him move again. Keeping an easy, painstakingly slow rhythm that made them all crazy, he watched his boy’s frantic struggle to let him lead.
When Bryce’s body moved faster, Troy gave him another smack that sent shock waves of pleasure through Bryce and Oliver as he thrust hard into the beautifully tied sub. “No.” He waited until Bryce froze.
“I’m sorry. It’s so hard. I…I need you.”
“I know you do, baby, and you’re going to have me. You’re mine, but you only get to come if you’re a good boy. You don’t want to watch Oliver get to come without you, do you?” Troy whispered the heated words to Bryce, watching as his boy whimpered and shook his head.
“Next time we do this I’m going figure out a way to tie you both up. I want to be able to control just how fast you can go as you make love to Oliver. And maybe I’ll even find a way to punish you when you’ve been naughty and fucked him harder and deeper than you’re allowed.” Both boys whimpered at the wicked promise of punishments.
Troy flexed his hips, fucking deep into his boy. Bryce was pushed harder against Oliver, sending waves of pleasure through both men. Oliver wouldn’t come as easily because he was still wearing the cock ring, but Bryce was rushing headlong toward an orgasm. Troy reached down between his two men and gripped the base of Bryce’s cock.
“Do I need to get a cock ring for you, or are you going to behave? You can’t come yet.” Troy’s words came out demanding and firm, but they went right to Bryce’s cock because he gasped and his body started to demand they move.
“Oh god, please!”
Another swat to Bryce’s ass had him still, but both of his boys were making the most incredible begging noises, words completely gone. Bryce finally nodded, but that seemed to be the extent of what he could manage to do. Troy brought his hand down again, loving the way Bryce’s body jolted in shock. He’d jerk and shake, then would lean back against Troy like he was soaking up the feeling of being held, being taken.
Troy let his hand grip Bryce tighter. “If you forget, I’m going to lock your dick up for days.”
That promise more than anything pushed Bryce even closer to insanity. Troy released his cock and started to thrust, pushing his tiger into his kitten and watching as they both came undone. They moved, crying out and racing toward their orgasm.
When his boys were begging for release, and Troy himself was barely holding his own orgasm back, he reached around and freed Oliver’s cock.
“Come!”
Oliver went first, dragging a breathless Bryce right behind him. Troy felt his tiger’s orgasm explode through his body as his ass clenched around Troy, fighting to keep the orgasm going. Troy kept fucking Bryce faster and harder, wanting to wring every drop of pleasure from both his boys.
When Bryce stopped shaking and his orgasm started to fade, Troy finally let himself go. Exploding into Bryce, filling the condom, Troy’s orgasm burst through him. Bryce worked his ass and hips, riding Troy’s cock to keep it going.
Finally spent, Troy slowly pulled out, and Bryce shivered from the sensation. Oliver giggled, then gasped as Bryce pulled out of him and carefully let his legs fall to the bed before reaching up to untie his arms. As efficiently as he could, Troy removed his own condom, then fought back a smile as Bryce blushed when he took his off as well.
Troy smiled as his confused tiger shoved his hands over his face. Throwing the condoms away, he pulled his boys into his arms. He kissed them tenderly, enjoying Bryce’s bright face. His men were both very different, but both sweet and so important to him.
“Come here.” Rolling around so he was lying on his back, Troy pulled them back into his arms. Yawns and warm snuggles had them all relaxing. It was everything he and Oliver had imagined but never really expected to find.