Javier woke to the unmistakable sound of flesh hitting flesh in the next room. Asa’s side of the bed was empty.

He got up and went to the guest room. Asa had Drew over his lap. Drew’s ass and thighs were bright pink, the base of the plug just visible between his cheeks. He had his head turned toward the doorway, and his expression was hazy, blissed out. He tried to turn away when he saw Javier, but Asa clucked and swatted his thigh.

“Uh-uh. You look at him.”

Drew looked at Javier, and Javier gazed back. He loved to watch Asa spank. Asa got so into it, and was great at distributing the blows, surprising a sub, tempering swats with caresses. Asa stopped now and rubbed Drew’s ass. Drew shifted and sighed, and Javier saw that Asa’s legs were spread wide so Drew’s erect cock couldn’t get any friction.

“Morning.” Javier stepped into the room.

Asa patted Drew’s ass. “His plug fell out when he was sleeping. So he’s being punished.”

“Yeah, that looks like punishment, all right.”

Drew was practically pushing into Asa’s hand.

“You wanna help?” Asa asked.

Javier came over and sat beside Asa. They adjusted Drew over both their laps. Javier took the left side and Asa the right, and they spanked Drew together. Drew reared his head. Asa and Javier matched each other’s rhythm for a minute; then Javier began striking quickly and lightly, creating what he hoped was an infuriating sting, while Asa used slow, hard slaps. Drew twisted, as though unsure which sensation he most wanted to escape. Javier moved down Drew’s thigh, making Drew kick, while Asa concentrated on Drew’s ass, smacking the base of the plug until Drew yelped and groaned. Javier stopped to rub Drew’s hot skin while Asa spanked. Then Asa stopped to rub, and Javier spanked. They both grinned as Drew slumped with a defeated whimper.

Asa started fucking Drew with the plug. Slowly at first and then faster. Drew buried his face in the comforter, humping against the sheets. “You like that, you little slut?” Asa asked. Drew moaned softly.

Javier took his hand off Drew and gripped his own cock.

Asa held the plug still and swatted Drew. “Come on. Move that ass. Fuck yourself on the plug.” Drew raised his hips, seeking the plug. Asa slapped him hard. “Get that ass up there.”

Drew finally seemed to find a position that worked. Javier panted, jerking himself harder as he watched the plug slide in and out between Drew’s cheeks. After a moment, Asa stilled Drew and held the plug with the tip buried in Drew’s ass.

“Did we tell you to keep the plug in all night?” Asa asked.

“Yes, sir.” Drew’s voice was gravelly, nervous.

“And where was the plug this morning?”

“On the bed,” Drew whispered.

Asa struck the base of the plug with his fist, driving it into Drew’s ass. Drew cried out. “Not in your ass, where it was supposed to be?”

“No, sir.”

Asa pulled the plug halfway out again. “Next time we plug you up, will you keep it in?”

“Yes, s—” He broke off with a strangled wail as Asa punched the plug back in. “Yes, sir!”

“Good.”

Javier tipped his head back and came in spurts across Drew’s ass. Drew flinched. Asa resumed spanking, the blows not especially hard by Javier’s estimation, but fast and random, smacking cum into Drew’s skin. “What happens when you don’t obey, Drew?”

“I…I get…get punished.”

“You get your tight little ass spanked, don’t you?” Asa fired a volley across Drew’s sit spots.

“Yes, sir.” Drew was clutching the comforter, ass flexing with every blow.

Finally Asa stopped. “Go to the corner. Hands on the wall, and stick that red ass out so we can see it.”

Drew climbed clumsily off their laps, Asa offering an arm to support him. Drew’s dick was hard, fluid beading at the slit. Javier wanted to suck it clean.

“Don’t you dare let that plug fall out again,” Asa said sharply.

“Yes, sir.” Drew hobbled to the nearest corner. He bent at the waist and put one hand on each wall. Pushed his ass out and spread his legs, revealing the base of the plug between his mottled cheeks. Javier heard the small hitch in Asa’s breath, and he reached out to stroke Asa’s cock. Asa sighed and leaned back, letting Javier work. Javier kept an eye on Drew to see if he’d try to turn, try to watch. But Drew held position, even as Asa moaned deeply. Javier took Asa in his mouth. Asa was already so aroused it wasn’t more than a minute before he was coming down Javier’s throat.

Javier swallowed. Kissed a still-gasping Asa before standing. He helped Asa up; then they walked over to Drew.

Javier kissed Drew’s left shoulder and then licked across to his right. Asa kneaded Drew’s sore ass. Drew undulated, pushing into Asa’s hands as Javier nipped the pale skin of Drew’s back and shoulders, then licked the back of his neck. They ran their hands all over his body, stroked and kissed and pinched until Drew begged them to stop, said he was going to come.

Javier made a circle around the base of Drew’s cock with his thumb and forefinger. Tightened it.

Drew sucked in his stomach. “No, sir, please, no, no…”

Javier grinned at Asa. “Is he saying no to us?”

“Sounds like it.”

“No!” Drew twisted. “That’s not… I’m sorry, sir. Please, I can’t…” Drew stopped as Asa eased the plug from his ass. “I…I…”

Asa got on his knees, parted Drew’s cheeks, and stuck his face between them. Javier heard him start lapping. Drew gave a shuddering moan and shifted from foot to foot.

“Oh God.”

“You ever been rimmed before, chiquito?” Javier asked.

Drew closed his eyes and shook his head. “No, sir.” He arched his back as Asa continued to eat him out. Javier leaned in to kiss him, and Drew surrendered instantly, letting Javier probe his mouth with his tongue. Every few seconds, Asa slapped Drew’s ass, and Drew whimpered into Javier’s mouth while Javier tightened his grip on Drew’s cock. Drew was pushing back against Asa’s face, swiveling his hips, and Asa’s muffled, eager sounds blended with Drew’s so perfectly that Javier sighed.

Heaven. Absolute motherfucking heaven.

Asa withdrew and stood. Drew gave an almost inaudible groan of protest. Javier kissed him a moment longer, then stepped back, releasing Drew’s cock.

“Turn around.” Asa spoke softly.

Drew faced them, flushed and panting.

“Feliz Nochebuena,” Javier said, clapping him on the shoulder.

“Um…what?”

Javier laughed. “You okay?”

Drew nodded, but he looked like his legs were going to give out any second. His balls were tight, his cock leaking.

“We have an offer to make you,” Javier said.

Drew looked at them.

“You’re welcome to stay and keep playing.” Asa touched his cheek. “In fact, you’re welcome to stay through Christmas. We’d…we’d love that. But don’t feel like you have to.”

“I want to stay,” Drew said immediately. “If you want me here, then I want to be here.”

“Well, that was easy.” Javier noticed Drew and Asa locked eyes for a few seconds longer. He tried not to care.

“We want you here,” Asa said.

Javier’s stomach growled. “And I want breakfast.”

“Can…” Drew trailed off to take a breath. “Can I take a shower, sirs?”

“I’d wait a little bit for that, if I were you.” Javier grinned and glanced at Drew’s cock. “Though it sure looks like you could use a cold one. Asa, why don’t you start breakfast?”

“Good idea.” Asa headed out.

Drew and Javier faced each other. Drew’s expression held a hint of defiance. “Can I at least go to the bathroom? Sir?”

“Certainly.” Javier cupped Drew’s ass and squeezed until Drew gave a stifled cry. “I’m going to go get some things ready in the bedroom. I’ll meet you downstairs.” He smiled and squeezed a little harder. “Might be a good idea to remember what I said last night about attitude, chiquito. Because today’s gonna make yesterday look like child’s play.”

Javier released him, and Drew exhaled. Rubbed his ass for a moment, then smiled wickedly back at Javier. “Of course, sir,” he said, his tone faultlessly polite.

Damn. The kid was something else. “You playing games with me, Drew?”

Drew turned, offering Javier a view of his flushed ass. “Never, sir,” he said over his shoulder. “But if you think I am, feel free to do something about it.”

He strode out of the room before Javier could answer.

* * *

“Excuse me, Asa?” Drew hovered in the kitchen doorway like an uncertain ghost.

“Mmm?” Asa asked around his mouthful of gingerbread man. Start breakfast, Javier had said. Well, gingerbread could be breakfast. Breakfast of fucking champions. Javier had come down a few minutes ago to put two more trays in the oven before going back upstairs to shower.

Drew held up his hand. He was holding his cell phone. “Would it be okay if I called my mom? I said I would.”

“God, Drew, of course!”

“Thanks.” Drew flushed. “I just wasn’t sure if…” He shrugged.

You weren’t sure if our naked little Christmas slut was allowed to make any calls?

“It’s not a problem.” Asa tried not to stare at Drew’s cock, which had at least softened a little. For some reason, now that it was just the two of them, Asa felt shy about looking.

“Thanks.” Drew smiled hesitantly.

“Listen.” Asa leaned against the counter. “If anything we’re doing makes you feel uncomfortable or uncertain, you’re allowed to safe word. You know that, right?”

“I know.” Drew stepped into the kitchen.

“You’re allowed to get a time-out, Drew, and ask. It’s not just stop and go. We can slow down. We can change direction. We can renegotiate even in the middle of a scene.”

Drew chewed his bottom lip for a few seconds. “Do you think I’m not handling it?”

“I think you don’t have to prove anything to either of us.” Asa stepped closer and put his hand on Drew’s shoulder. He couldn’t believe he’d rimmed Drew just a few minutes ago. Drew, this gorgeous, sweet, funny guy.

Drew, his coworker.

Don’t think about that now. Think about how he tasted. How he moved. How much he wanted it.

“You’re doing great,” Asa went on. “We’re both really pleased with you. I just wanted to make sure you’re getting what you need out of this.”

“I don’t…I don’t really know what I need.” Drew turned his head slightly, just enough so Asa couldn’t see his expression. “But I like what we’ve done so far.”

“Okay.” Asa released his grip on Drew’s shoulder. “Want some gingerbread? Jav makes great gingerbread.”

“Okay.”

“You sore?”

“A little.”

“You cold?”

Drew shook his head. “It’s warm in here.”

“We bought this place because of the kitchen. He’s got to have his big kitchen. Crazy. If I spent all day at work baking, I’d hate to have to do it at home too. But Javier loves it.” Asa held out a gingerbread man, and Drew took it. “But it’s my favorite room too. Especially this time of year, when it smells like ginger and cinnamon and nutmeg.”

“It smells like the German bakery we had in Floodwood.” Drew edged closer to the oven. He is cold, the liar. Drew peered through the door at the trays of cookies. “Wow. He’s baking a lot.”

“He always does.” Asa smiled. “Later today he’ll deliver cookies to all the neighbors.”

Drew nodded slowly, but Asa could see he was trying to get his head around that. Scary dom Javier, delivering cookies like a Girl Scout.

“Did we go too hard on you last night? Or this morning? Be honest.”

Drew set his phone on the counter and stared at it. “No. Last night was intense, but good. This morning was…incredible.”

Asa let out a sigh of relief. Spoke quietly, hesitantly. “For me too.”

“Good.” Drew almost breathed the word.

They were close, suddenly. Too close, and Asa wasn’t sure if that was his doing or Drew’s. He was afraid to look Drew in the eye, so he focused on the smooth expanse of Drew’s chest. His lightly muscled arms. His long legs. His cock, still hard and dark.

God help him.

He pulled his gaze up to Drew’s and took a small step forward. Drew leaned in too. And then they both hesitated.

Asa couldn’t kiss him. Not like this, with Javier absent. Not when he knew it would mean more than he wanted it to mean. He didn’t just want to kiss Drew, he wanted to run his hands through his hair and down his back, wanted to pull him close and hold him. Wanted to make Drew feel special. Loved.

Owned, and freer because of it.

Fuck.

He turned away. Drew exhaled slowly. Asa passed him another gingerbread man and winked. Move past it. Just move past it and keep playing the game. “You’d better eat that. You need to keep your strength up.”