Troy
Troy watched his boys as they walked into the lounge. They were both striking but so different. Oliver lit up the room, flirting and bouncing around. He loved being noticed and knew just about everyone there. His bottom looked absolutely fuckable in his tiny little shorts, but the front was equally as eye-catching. The thin material didn’t hide the long length of his cock or the thick ring around the base that kept him from getting hard.
When Carter first saw them as he and Grant walked into the lounge from the back hall, his eyes had nearly bugged out of his head. Oliver just bounced over to them both, giving them hugs and completely ignoring that he was nearly naked. Once Carter got over his surprise, he seemed to feel much more confident about his own outfit.
He looked almost fully dressed compared to Oliver.
Grant had mentioned that Carter was still unsure about what he would be wearing, but the feminine, sexy outfit covered the most important parts. That in itself, besides the fact that no one blinked over his feminine style, had him much more relaxed. He clearly wasn’t going to go anywhere without Grant right there beside him, but he wasn’t holding on for dear life, so Troy thought it was wonderful.
Bryce was wearing more clothing than Oliver, but unless someone was naked, it would have almost been impossible to wear less. He was wearing jeans, but was also shirtless and had the same bare feet that Oliver did. They’d talked about the visit to the club several times and had decided that Bryce would go as a Dom, but would let Troy lead for the evening.
It was their first trip up together, but he thought things were going well. As they walked over to the small seating area in the corner of the room, he saw the rest of the family hanging out and talking. Troy and Bryce settled down on the couch, and Oliver knelt on a cushion between the two of them. Wyatt was across from him, kneeling beside Garrett and talking a thousand miles an hour to Oliver and Carter.
Carter was perched on Grant’s lap, cuddled into the Dom’s arms. He stayed close to Grant, but was gradually getting more talkative and laughing at Wyatt’s antics. Every so often, Carter would wave his hands around or say something, making Wyatt laugh. At first, he would look around to see who was watching them, but after a while, he didn’t seem to even think about it.
Troy thought it probably helped that, aside from Oliver, they were the most conservative-looking group in the club lounge. The variety of half-naked to completely naked subs also included a handful of pups and even a few age play couples. Carter’s lingerie and makeup were not the most colorful things in the room.
Brent and Calen were more laid-back. Brent was dressed very similarly to Bryce, but was kneeling on the floor by Calen. They were mostly lost in their own world, talking to and teasing one another. Their heated glances let everyone know those two would be heading off to find some privacy sooner rather than later.
“How are the plans going for next month?” Bryce leaned forward, talking to Garrett.
Garrett rolled his eyes, but Wyatt perked up and started talking a mile a minute with dramatic hand movements that made Troy want to smile. “It’s good but a little frustrating, and we wanted something intimate but she wants something classy, and she’s going a little over the edge.” He took a breath, then charged right back in. “I kept it small, but she won on the clothing and she said you guys had tuxes but I wasn’t sure, and I think it’s going to end up being expensive and I’ve told her it’s not a wedding but she’s not listening. I’m not losing, though. Just on the tuxes and how formal it is.”
Wyatt looked up at Garrett like he was starting to realize he might not have won after all. Garrett smiled, reaching out to stroke Wyatt’s face. “You did wonderful standing up to that freight train. You kept it small and stopped her from renting that banquet room.”
Nodding, Wyatt settled back down. “She’s…Well, she’s your mother, but…”
“She’s a menace who needs a hobby.” Grant spoke up, laughing when Carter frowned at him.
“Grant!”
“Hey, that’s me being nice.” Grant cocked an eye at Carter. “What were you saying last week when she came into the store?”
“Shh, I want her to like me.” Carter looked around like he didn’t quite trust the rest of them not to tell on him.
Grant just beamed like a proud parent whose child was finally learning about the world. Troy was starting to agree with Wyatt and Carter, Bryce’s family was weird. But they were loving and open, so he was making an effort not to let them know how crazy they were.
Some days were harder than others.
Like the dinner where Wyatt and Garrett had announced their plans to have a collaring ceremony. When Bryce’s mother calmly asked if they were having an old-fashioned ceremony where Wyatt would be naked, Oliver almost fell out of his chair and Troy hadn’t been far behind him.
Everyone else seemed to think it was normal, while Wyatt blushed trying to explain that they weren’t going that far. Carter hadn’t been much better than Troy and Oliver. He’d tried to cover his laugh with a cough, but he’d choked and Grant had gone overboard trying to make sure he was okay.
It had gotten Wyatt out of the hot seat, but it had taken Oliver forever to get himself under control. The whole collaring ceremony was turning into a circus and he thought most of the family agreed. None of them wanted to tell their mother no, though.
Looking over to his boys, Troy decided that when they had a formal ceremony, it would be done like an elopement and they would only tell Bryce’s family at the last minute. He wouldn’t fight with Bryce’s mother about how it should be organized. It would be the closest thing he and his boys would have to getting married and he wasn’t going to let someone else butt in.
Not that he’d mentioned it to the boys.
Oliver was starting to give him looks like he knew what Troy was thinking, but Bryce wasn’t quite ready. In the two weeks since Bryce had come home, realizing they needed to talk about his concerns, things had improved dramatically.
Bryce was more open with what he was feeling and what he needed. Troy hadn’t even felt the need to restrain the boys to the bed so they could talk since that evening. He was planning on rewarding both the next day when Bryce as well as Oliver was submissive.
As they’d talked, they’d found that having a schedule would feel better to Bryce and Oliver. Bryce thought that it would be too hard to change from being in control at work to submitting at home in just the course of a short drive. So they’d decided that, in addition to any time he was over at their house during the week as a Dom, he would spend weekends with Troy and Oliver where he would submit the entire time.
Waking up tied to the bed, even for a few minutes before Troy released them both, helped Bryce to switch over in his head. Troy had even stopped being such a stickler for dates being more about getting to know each other and less about scenes.
“You guys aren’t going to do any better when she gets her paws into you.” Garrett was frowning at the group, but giving special attention to Brent and Calen.
“What? Why us?” Brent shot him a frustrated look.
Troy was wondering the same thing. If anyone was going to be having some kind of a ceremony, he thought it would be Grant and Carter. Carter was still a little nervous, but Grant was determined to keep him close. There wasn’t a better way to let a submissive know you were incredibly serious than to have a ceremony.
“Because she said she’s been watching you two flirt for years and it was time for you to settle down.” Garrett looked like he’d won the lottery when both Brent and Calen looked at him in shock.
“What?” They spoke at the same time.
Oliver was giggling as the drama unfolded. Troy could understand; it was always like watching a TV sitcom. He’d always thought his own family was frustrating until he’d meet Bryce’s. They made his look easygoing and normal.
Their kind of special didn’t make him feel unwanted or odd, though. It was something he appreciated.
As the rest of the group started debating Brent and Calen’s love life, Troy looked down to his boys. He lowered his voice, focusing on Bryce but knowing he had Oliver’s full attention. “I think I heard a rumor that the viewing room with the spanking bench is open.”
Bryce cocked an eyebrow, looking intrigued, but Oliver nearly bounced off the floor. “It is?”
A low chuckle escaped Troy, making Oliver shiver. “Yes, it is, kitten.” Troy reached out, trailing one finger down Oliver’s chest, absently circling a nipple. “Does that sound like fun? Does my boy want everyone to see him getting spanked?”
Oliver’s eyes had already started to glaze. Troy smiled at his little exhibitionist. Bryce made a deep humming sound, making it very clear what he thought of the idea. “I bet someone even had it stocked with toys.”
“Oh, Sirs.” Oliver’s breathy words were filled with need, drawing smiles from the group. They ranged from sweet to curious to see what the three of them would get up to. Troy didn’t particularly want Bryce’s family to watch them now that he and Oliver were in a relationship with Bryce, but that was the joy of a one-way mirror.
As they played, they would never know unless someone said something later.
And because turnabout was definitely fair play in their family, he didn’t think that would happen. Taking his boys’ hands, Troy stood up. “You gentlemen have a good evening.”
“Will we see you tomorrow at the barbecue?” Brent asked as they started to walk away.
“Yes, and we won’t let him near the salad,” Troy told him solemnly because he was well aware of what Brent was worried about.
“Thank you.” Brent was so relieved that Troy had to fight to control his reaction.
They were so strange.
Leading Bryce and Troy toward the back hall, he could feel Oliver’s excitement as it vibrated through his body. By the time they’d reached the private rooms, he was bouncing and nearly begging. His cock ring was the only thing keeping his dick from bursting out of the little shorts.
Eyes followed them into the room, only making Oliver’s excitement worse. “They’re watching you, kitten. Do you think they want to see you get spanked?”
Oliver nodded frantically, looking around the room and trying to figure out what would happen. “Do you think they want to see you plugged and teased while we spank you?”
The passionate sub shook as a wave of pleasure went through him. Oh yes, the ring had been a good idea and worth the effort. Bryce had spent nearly half the ride up trying to get Oliver soft enough to get the restraint on to keep him from getting erect.
He hadn’t wanted to leave the ring on too long, but next time they were going to put it on before they left home, because driving with that going on in the back seat had been distracting. Pulling Oliver close, he nodded to Bryce to sandwich their kitten between them.
Letting Oliver feel exactly how turned on they were only made his need worse. Troy reached down, sliding his hands between Oliver’s back and Bryce’s chest. “You had everyone’s attention out there, didn’t you? These tiny shorts showing off your ass and your cock ring. I think next time you need a plug to go with the ring. What do you think, Bryce?”
Bryce’s grin was wicked as he rocked his hips into Oliver. “I think it needs to be a big one. Like the fun one with the balls, making you gasp and beg as we walk around watching the different scenes.”
“Wicked. You’re just mean.” Oliver didn’t seem to mind, though. The words were too thick with passion.
“Only with you two, kitten. Just with you and Troy.” Bryce’s words were filled with more than need. “You know how much we love you. How much I love both of you.”
Oliver purred and Troy wanted to as well. He smiled and leaned over Oliver to give Bryce a long, slow kiss. “Love you too.”
Oliver shook and held tight to both of them. “I love you both so much, but I’m going to explode. Please!”
Laughing, Bryce thrust against Oliver again, looking up at Troy. “I think someone needs to be reminded of their manners.”
Squeezing Oliver’s ass one last time before releasing him, Troy nodded. “Up on the bench for you, naughty boy.” Stepping back, they stared as a needy Oliver walked over to the bench, giving them a show as he climbed up.
Working his hips, flashing smiles filled with fire and lust, Oliver leaned over the bench, sticking his ass out and lifting his legs to kneel on the padded support. Troy nodded to Bryce, then started walking over to their boy. “I think we need to tie you down, just to make sure you don’t fall.”
Oliver moaned as they cuffed his arms to the handrest and put one more strap across his back. Running their hands down his lean body, they took their time teasing his skin and caressing him in long, smooth strokes. Kissing over his body, making him crazy with need, they worked him into a frenzy before they brought out the first toy.
Bryce walked over to the corner cabinet and took out lube and a thin plug that would slide in deep. It wouldn’t stretch him much, but it would feel amazing as they reddened his bottom. Easing his shorts down to his thighs, Troy rubbed circles around Oliver’s clenched hole as Bryce opened the lube.
When Bryce was ready, Troy moved his hand to squeeze Oliver’s cheeks as Bryce started gently fingering their kitten. His sounds were beautiful as Bryce stretched him almost too slowly. Oliver shook, trying not to thrust back, but he was losing his control because his hips started moving as low mewling sounds were pulled out of him.
Bryce finally removed his finger and let the plug tease at Oliver’s hole. Their poor kitten couldn’t handle it any longer. He thrust his hips up, begging for more. Words that didn’t make sense came tumbling out of his mouth. Bryce thrust the plug deep as Troy let his hand come down on Oliver’s quivering ass.
Oliver cried out in painful pleasure.
“Naughty kitten. Look at you begging. Everyone’s seeing you be a bad boy.” Troy gave Bryce a wink and watched as he brought his hand down on Oliver’s other cheek. “We need to make sure you remember how to be good.”
Oliver was nodding, pleading, promising anything they wanted if they would just give him more. Troy gripped the base of the plug and pulled it almost out before plunging it back in while Bryce spanked him again. The pink flush that was starting to spread across Oliver’s ass was beautiful, but the sound of his scream was incredible.
Over and over they took turns fucking him with the plug and spanking him until he was a quivering mess. He was so close to the edge, he just shook on the bench while his body danced for them. Moans carried through the room and out past the glass to whoever was observing.
They took turns teasing Oliver, telling him what people were seeing and how he was a naughty boy. With four hands, there was always one to tease his cock or caress the sensitive area around his hole while another hand came down on his bottom.
“Please…please…Sirs…love…please…” The words came out broken between gasping pleasure and moans.
“We’re nowhere close to done, kitten.” Bryce’s grin was wicked as Oliver cried out in desperation. Bryce looked to Troy. “What do you think? Should we give him a reward for being so good? I think he’s starting to learn his lesson.”
Giving Bryce another subtle nod, Troy pulled the plug almost all the way out one last time. Fucking him with just the tip, he grinned and thrust it in as Bryce’s hand slid under Oliver to undo the restraint around his cock. “Yes!”
Pegging Oliver’s prostate, Troy watched as Oliver came undone. Screaming out his orgasm, sending long streams of cum shooting out to the floor, Oliver’s orgasm went on and on as he rode the pleasure.
When he finally calmed down, sinking into the bench, his voice came out hoarse and low. “Love you. Both. Love.”
“We love you too, kitten, but we’re nowhere near done. We’ve got a long night ahead of us and neither of us has come yet.” Troy caressed Oliver’s cheeks in wide, gentle circles.
“More?” Oliver’s brain didn’t seem to be working well enough to make a more complicated sentence.
“We’ll always have more for you, kitten.” Bryce leaned down, giving their spent sub a tender kiss.
Troy knew what Bryce was trying to say. They weren’t ready for planning the future yet, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t see it. It was clear and beautiful and would be waiting when they were ready.