Dare
Sucking the chocolate off my fingers might have been a bit more than they could handle—at least in public.
By the time I’d walked them to their cars they were both trying to discreetly adjust their packages, desperate to hide their hard-ons in public. It made me think I was going to have to take them out somewhere I didn’t have to be careful. Teasing them in public could be fun, depending on their preferences.
We really did have to talk before we started in on our fun.
As I followed them home, a caravan of cars with horny men following one after the other, I swore that we were going to stop taking separate vehicles. How was I supposed to tease and play with them if we all had to pay attention to the road?
I spent the entire ride picturing Scott driving while I was giving Ryan a blow job in the back seat. I’d make him give Scott play-by-play descriptions about what was happening. Or maybe I’d switch it around…Scott was going to be a fabulous dirty talker once he got over his innate shyness.
Once he let go, he was going to be incredible.
Ryan, on the other hand, was about to burst. He’d easily admitted over texts that he hadn’t been playing with himself because he wanted to wait for us to do something together. Reading between the lines, it was easy to see that he’d been curious about Scott but hadn’t been willing to ask.
In contrast, I’d been very willing to ask.
Scott was better about sharing things over text. He’d confessed right away that it was easier to tell me things when no one was looking at him. The confident businessman who seemed to be on track for a fabulous career was also a shy submissive who desperately wanted to put everything out of his head for a while.
And I was more than happy to help him get there.
I had a feeling Ryan would love helping him along too. Scott’s submission was easier to define. Ryan, on the other hand, could easily be a puzzle if he wasn’t so ready to admit what he liked and didn’t like. He just didn’t seem to understand how it could fit into the submission everyone pictured and talked about.
Hell, porn was too focused on the cute little twinks submitting and bottoming to the big bad Dom.
By the time I’d parked in front of their apartment, I was ready to get the conversation underway. I just hoped my two boys hadn’t lost their desire and found their embarrassment along the way. I still couldn’t believe where they lived, but I gave myself a pat on the back for not saying anything.
But if our relationship continued we were going to have a long talk about safety and their living situation.
Both guys were still vibrating with desire and excitement as they walked up to my car. Their matching nervous grins from ear to ear made me smile, but it was the need in their eyes that made my cock jerk. Mentally reminding myself that talking didn’t mean sex, I tried to rein in my arousal as I headed over to meet them.
They wouldn’t have understood it yet, but as I watched them, I couldn’t help but feel proud of how far they’d come since I met them in the club. Gone were the stunned-into-silence men who were desperately trying to hide what they wanted. In front of me stood two submissives who were new but excited and willing to explore themselves with me.
“Are you ready?” They understood I was talking to both of them because they slowly nodded.
Ryan actually spoke. “Yes. Do you want some coffee or something when we get upstairs?”
“No.” I wasn’t going to give my nervous boys anything hot to hold. “Let’s just go sit down in the living room.”
By the time we’d gotten up to their place, the electricity in the air was almost visible. It could have gone either way, so I was glad to see their energy focused in a positive direction instead of fear or worry.
Their place wasn’t in a part of town where I was comfortable with PDAs, so I behaved as we went upstairs. As we entered the apartment, though, all bets were off. “You got good-morning kisses, but I haven’t. I think that’s something we need to rectify.”
Almost as one, they stepped toward me as the door closed and sandwiched me between their broad bodies. I readily admitted to being a kinky Dom who enjoyed a variety of things, but there was nothing like being pressed against a big, muscular guy who wanted to submit.
Well, unless it was two big, muscular men who wanted to submit.
Scott ended up behind me, and as he wrapped his arms around me, Ryan leaned down. I stretched up and met him in the middle. His lips touched mine tentatively, and he sighed as I took his mouth. He needed someone else to take the lead, even if that was just telling him to thoroughly kiss me.
As I nibbled his lips and licked at the seam, he parted and let me in. It only took a few strokes before he knew what I wanted and he started to deepen the kiss. Moaning into his mouth to let him know how perfect it was, I dueled with him until we were breathless, then I sagged back against Scott.
Ryan’s chest heaved as he stared down at me, clearly hungry for more. But it was Scott’s turn.
As I moved to face Scott, I smiled up at him. “I want a gentle kiss from you.” I reached up and traced one finger over his lips. “I’ve got plans for this mouth later and I don’t want to wear it out now.”
He blushed, but my tender giant of a boy leaned down and kissed me gently before straightening. “That was perfect. But I have to admit, I’m going to demand another because just once is never enough.”
Scott smiled and nodded, then leaned down to kiss me tenderly again. He was so sweet. Loving and gentle and so eager to please; he was amazing. They both were. Ryan, with his budding confidence and strength, quietly taking care of Scott and stepping up for both of them, had made them a family long before I’d come along. I couldn't understand how no one had grabbed them up before me. Maybe it was fate or maybe it was just because I could look past the surface better than others, but they were incredible.
When he finally pulled away, I took their hands and glanced toward the living room. “Come sit with me, boys.”
We were going to get a few things out of the way.
Number one: What did they want to happen tonight?
They were quiet as we went toward the couch, but the heat from our earlier kiss and the excitement that had built as we’d eaten dessert was still simmering in the air. Sitting them down on the couch, I perched on Ryan’s lap that time, curling into his warmth and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek as he wrapped his arm around me to hold me close.
Taking both their hands, I settled our entwined fingers on my lap as I stretched my legs out over Scott’s lap. “Okay, we need to spell out some basic limits and talk about what we want to happen tonight. I’m going to go first, but just because I want something or I like it doesn’t mean I get it. We’ll discuss things and there’s no rush. Got it?”
I gave them both a long look. When they just nodded, I shook my head. “Nope, words. What did I say?”
They both had the barest of smirks in their smiles, but they nodded again. Scott spoke first. He reached across to squeeze my hand and took a deep breath. “We’ll talk about what we want and limits. Just because it’s something you’re interested in doesn’t mean we’ll automatically do it. It’s up to all of us.”
Ryan grinned. “Can’t I just agree with him? It would be so much easier.”
I laughed. “Smart-ass. No.”
“Okay. Talking. Limits. Nothing happens we’re all not in agreement with. Good enough?” Excitement vibrated from Ryan.
“Barely. Are you excited or just itching for a spanking?” There was no time like the present to start the questions.
Ryan seemed to be struck silent for a moment. “Maybe.”
Scott laughed quietly. “I think his question was multiple choice, not some kind of odd fill in the blank.”
Ryan chuckled. “Fine. All of the above.”
That would work for now. “Very good.” Then I turned to Scott. “What do you think about a spanking tonight?”
He blinked at me in shock. I wasn’t sure if it was a pleasant surprise or if I’d short-circuited his brain, but I was going to give him a chance to figure it out. Scott’s fingers began to stroke gently against ours as he thought.
Finally, he found his voice…or maybe his brain from where it’d escaped. “I don’t know.” He quieted for a moment before continuing. “I’d like to work up to something bigger, but a little bit might be…interesting?”
His last words came out more as a question than as a statement, but it was a huge leap in progress as far as I was concerned. I leaned over and gave him a quick kiss. “I can understand that. We don’t have to jump into the deep side of anything right off the bat. How about no spanking tonight but some light pain like we did with your nipples?”
“Yes.” He didn’t even have to think before the word just jumped out.
I couldn’t resist teasing him. “I might start with your nipples again, but just to be clear…there are all kinds of fun places I can tease and pinch.”
Scott’s eyes widened, but he nodded absently while fabulously dirty things seemed to flash across his brain. I gave my legs a little wiggle, letting him know I could feel how hard he was. The more interesting the thoughts in his head, the harder his dick got. It was the perfect barometer for how wicked his mind was getting.
I turned back to Ryan. “Do you want to help me tease him again? Pinch his nipples some more?”
“Yes.” No thinking for him either.
“Good.” Now for something harder. “I need to know how far you want to go tonight. It’s easy to get into things and end up going further than you’d intended. I like you both enough that going slow is understandable if that’s what you want, but I have to admit, I love the idea of having one of you stretched out under me while I ride your cock.”
“Oh.” Scott’s response was quiet, but it was filled with need that matched the desire in his eyes.
Ryan swallowed hard and nodded, then caught himself and forced out the words. “That would be fine with me.”
“That’s an understatement.” Scott managed to grin, but I could still see his arousal behind the smile.
So sex was on the table, a bit of pain for Scott which would probably end up being quite a bit because of his tolerance, and possibly a spanking for Ryan…the perfect dessert. “Ryan, I’m fine with you not wanting to bottom. Scott, how much anal play do you want to try tonight? We won’t go too far, but are you ready to explore a bit or just wait? Remember, it’s up to you.”
Stunned silence again.
Finally, Scott nodded slowly and swallowed several times. “A little?”
“That’s fine.” I gave him a kiss. “If you like it, we’ll keep exploring.”
I was good with being the only bottom, but I had a feeling he was going to like it. I thought it would hit his submissive, possibly pain slut, tendencies perfectly. He smiled and leaned in to kiss me. “Thank you.”
“You never have to thank me for anything like this. I like taking care of you and I like exploring things with you.” I squeezed their hands. They both nodded in unison, and I smiled. “I’d like to take this back to Scott’s room so we can play with his sex dungeon bed. What do you think?”
Ryan chuckled, but Scott shook his head. “It’s not a sex dungeon bed.”
I had to try again; his reaction was too cute. “Princess getting wickedly saved in the naughty fairy tale bed?”
Even Scott had to chuckle, but he shook his head again before deciding to play along. “Prince getting abducted by the wicked pirate kind of bed.”
Oh, I liked that idea. And I was always up for a bit of roleplaying if that was what he wanted to do. “Prince getting abducted and wickedly tortured by the pirate king kind of bed.”
Scott’s eyes widened again, but he licked his lips and nodded. I curled into him and gave him a kiss. “I love your bed…and I’m going to love it even more after I’ve tied you to it.”
Scott swallowed hard. “Tonight?”
Ryan made a low groan that sounded like he was in full agreement with that idea. But I didn’t want to push Scott. “Is that what you want?”
Scott was quiet for a moment, glancing between me and Ryan. Eventually, he reached his decision and forced out the needy, desperate answer. “Yes.”
The single sexiest word in the English language.
“Thank you for trusting me.” I gave him another kiss.
He smiled shyly. “I thought there was no saying thank you.”
“Only I get to break that rule.” Their trust meant a lot to me.
Ryan chuckled. “I see how it’s going to be.”
I gave him a teasing grin. “What? That I’m always right? I’m glad you see things my way.”
Scott leaned forward and kissed my cheek. “You can always be right, no matter what, if you keep tying me to the bed.”
“Deal.” I was going to have fun tying him up all kinds of places.
And the wonderful images running through my head were enough to tell me that we needed to take this conversation into the bedroom. Well, after one last topic. I glanced between both of them. “What safewords do you want to use?”
They looked at each other, questions clear in their eyes.
Finally they nodded and Ryan spoke up. “We’re going to keep using red, yellow, and green.”
“That’s fine. I’ll use them too.”
They gave me almost identical curious expressions that made me laugh. “Something might make me uncomfortable. Yes, they’re there to keep you safe and to let me know when things have gone too far since no doesn’t always mean no, but it keeps me safe too.”
They slowly nodded in unison.
Sometimes it was startling how in sync they were with each other. From the first moment I’d met them, I’d wondered how that would translate to the bedroom. I was betting it would be tender yet explosive.
As much as they wanted me and each other, it was clear they were waiting for me to take the next step. “How about you show me your bedroom again? I think I’m ready for a closer look at that bed.”
Another slow, perfectly timed nod from both of them had me smiling. When I rose from Ryan’s lap, I took their hands again. My gentle giants. They held me tenderly like I was precious to them, but I couldn’t wait to show them I wasn’t as fragile as they were imagining. One step at a time, though. They weren’t ready for anything too fascinating. I might break both their minds if I brought out something too interesting.
I slowly led them back to the bedroom, giving both of them plenty of time to change their minds. But judging from the state of their obvious erections and the desire in their eyes, I didn’t seem to have anything to worry about.
Scott’s room was filled with muted colors and everything seemed to be designed to pull a person’s gaze right to the bed. As I led us over to it, their hands tightened on mine, and I pulled them close. I could only imagine what was going through their heads, a replay of the times it had gone badly with others…all the fantasies that they’d wanted but had never lived out.
I wanted to tell them we’d have time to make it perfect and to explore every desire running through their heads, but it wasn’t the moment for conversations. I needed to show my boys how perfect it would be when we all came together.
Letting go of their hands, I turned and looked at Ryan. “Since Scott is going to be stretched out for me to play with, I want you to help me get him undressed first.”
Ryan licked his lips and nodded before looking to Scott.
It was clear it was their first time together. My heart squeezed as I watched them stare at each other. As erotic as I knew the evening would be, it was beautiful. The way they looked at each other and the cautious way they approached every new situation screamed out how much they loved the other even though it was clear they’d never said the words.
One day, however, I knew they’d say them. I just wanted to be there when they realized it.
“Start working on his shirt, Ryan.” I reached out and caressed the white fabric of the shirt as I circled Scott’s body. “My sexy stockbroker. I bet you have people watching you all day long.”
I smoothed my hands over the muscles on his back and felt a tremor go through him as Ryan started to carefully undress him. “You’re sweet and sexy, and I bet there are some wickedly dirty coworkers who walk by entirely too often just to see you.”
Scott started to shake his head as my hands moved down just above his ass, but Ryan chuckled. “Oh yeah, he’s even got these older ladies who love how sexy he is.”
Scott moved subtly, I thought to protest what Ryan was saying, but I let my hands wander down to cup his ass, taking his mind off anything else. He moaned as I started kneading his cheeks. The firm muscles begged to be touched and nibbled on. I couldn’t wait to have him stretched out on the bed while I feasted on his body.
Watching him strain and whimper as I bit down on him and slowly made my way to his tight hole would be incredible. And watching as Ryan slid into Scott’s tight body for the first time would be even better. Ryan might not be able to see how topping and submission went together, but I’d have fun showing him exactly how it would work.
As Scott’s shirt started to slide down off his shoulders, I brought my hands up and started helping Ryan. “I’ll take this. I want you to tease his nipples for a few minutes. I think he’s missed having that sweet ache. Do you remember how he whimpered and begged as we played with him? Do you remember how beautiful he was when he came?”
Scott’s sigh of pleasure and low moan were almost drowned out by the groan and pleasured sounds coming from Ryan. Scott might have been the one to come, but Ryan had enjoyed himself just as much. When Scott’s shirt was off, I tossed it on the end of the bed and went around to watch Ryan play with him.
They were beautiful together.