Chapter Fourteen
Parker
Parker couldn't believe how close he'd come to spilling the actual truth. He had barely caught himself, seconds before telling them all about his plan and why he was there. He had already thought it over, and while he knew the coyotes needed new land that would help them heal their pack, they didn't need Brady's. He would complete his mission, scouting the area and bringing back information to his pack, but he'd do it once he found a better alternative. There were more people in Riverside than the coyotes had thought, and overthrowing the entire town would require far too many firearms. More than they had anyway. As for right now, he would enjoy what he had a little longer. Who could say no to a pillow fight involving half naked, extremely attractive men? Not Parker.
He leapt to Brady's aid. The poor guy had been overpowered quickly by Glenn who had stripped him of his pillow. Parker tackled Glenn to the bed, wrapping his limbs around the other man like a boa constrictor around his next meal. Now that he thought about it, getting the man in his mouth wouldn't be a bad thing. Glenn struggled in his hold but Parker hadn't learned his wrestling moves in some fancy school. He'd had on the job training and spent his childhood getting his ass whooped by the other boys his age. "Ha! Pinned. Come tickle him, Brady," Parker said, breathing heavy from exertion.
Glenn growled playfully as Brady approached. Instead of fighting Parker's hold, Glenn's body went slack. He started to rub his ass back against Parker, right against his erection. Parker could have fought against just about any offensive move, except that one. He groaned and jerked his hips.
Glenn seized the moment of distraction by slipping free enough to turn around in his arms. "You play dirty," Parker said accusingly.
"I learned that one from you! Besides, come tickle him? Tickling is illegal. It's in the Geneva Convention."
Parker felt the mood in the room change and wondered what had started it. He turned his head and caught Brady, standing there deliciously naked. Parker took in the sight of Brady stroking himself lightly, clearly enjoying what he saw. Glenn followed Parker's line of sight and made a noise that Parker could feel against his chest.
"What should the winner get?" Glenn asked Brady. He looked back at Parker and asked much quieter, "Should we give him a show?"
In response, Parker flexed his hips up, rubbing his dick against Glenn's slick skin. Glenn leaned to the side so that Brady could see their bodies more clearly. He cupped Parker's face for a moment, looking deeply into his eyes before sliding his hand down the side of Parker's body. As his hand traveled down, he left the skin sensitive and tingly. Goosebumps popped up on Parker's arms and he shivered.
"You feel like a feather," he said nibbling his own lip. Glenn continued to touch him, so lightly it was nearly a tickle, but just firm enough that Parker felt himself grow harder by the second. His cock stood out from his body. A pearl of fluid leaked from the tip and slid slowly down his shaft. He needed a firmer touch. "This is torture," he groaned and Glenn chuckled darkly.
"You haven't felt anything yet," Glenn responded. He gathered Parker's hands and held them up above his head. Parker moaned, loving the feeling of being controlled and used. He hadn't even told Glenn he enjoyed that sort of thing, he just seemed to know and if anyone could play the dominant alpha it was Glenn. On the surface he could look like just another pretty boy, but he had a darkness that Parker's coyote responded to. That wasn't to say Parker didn't also enjoy being in charge in the bedroom, but he liked to switch.
Glenn let the tip of his finger glide gently over Parker's shaft. He moaned and gyrated his hips as if searching for that firmer touch. Glenn was relentless however, and would apply no more pressure. It felt like Parker's dick was being covered with butterfly kisses.
"Brady, are you going to let him do this to me?" Parker wailed.
Brady sat back, his cock still in his hand. "Better you than me," he said with a mischievous smile. It was a good look on the young vet. His stress lines seemed to disappear little by little. Parker still wanted to see what he looked like clean shaven.
"Oh no, attention back here," Glenn said, giving Parker one firm thrust with his hand. "No distracting yourself to make your torture easier. You are a usurper and need to be punished."
Parked bowed his back, lifting off the bed. "Yes, master. Anything you say, master."
"That's more like it," Glenn replied, kissing the tip of Parker's dick. A trail of fluid stretched between his lips and Parker's erection. Glenn licked his lips, his eyes fluttering closed as if Parker's essence was the best thing he had ever tasted. He went back for more, swiping his flattened tongue up Parker's length.
"Do you have lube and condoms?" Glenn asked Brady through clenched teeth.
He must have because Parker felt the bed move as he jumped off, disappearing for a second. "I had these left over from--"
"I don't want to hear it," Glenn said. Parker smiled. He understood the feeling. He didn't want to think about either of these two men every being with another man. "Lay down beside Parker."
Brady complied and Parker began to wonder what he had planned. Glenn let go of his wrists and scooted back. "Lift your legs, show me what's mine," Glenn ordered.
Parker shouldn't have enjoyed hearing that as much as he did. Brady moaned, a deep husky sound and lifted his knees up to his chest. Parker could just imagine what the man looked like, offering his sweet hole to Glenn. Parker wasn't sure if he wanted to be where he was or where Glenn was. Both seemed like heaven. He lifted his legs after receiving a look from Glenn. The wolf simply sat there for a moment, enjoying the sight of two men, offering their bodies to him.
Parker heard him uncap the bottle of clear lube. Normally, shifters had no need for lube as their natural fluids had extra properties that differed from human ejaculate. Still, Parker enjoyed the slick feeling of Glenn covering his puckered hole. He closed his eyes, his ears full of Brady's moans as Glenn did the same to him.
When Glenn began sliding a finger inside of Parker, Brady groaned. Parker looked down and watched Glenn finger fuck them simultaneously. The wolf clenched his jaw, his eyes dark with passion. It looked as though it was taking everything in him to hold back, to make sure they were both ready for whatever else he had planned.
Parker turned his head to the side so that he faced Brady. He kissed the other man, slipping his tongue inside as Brady did the same. Their kisses were wet and loud, but the sounds only made Parker hotter.
"Tsk, tsk, my boys are enjoying their punishment a little too much," Glenn said. He added another finger and thrust it up inside of him, scissoring them as he stretched out Parker's hole.
"Oh, my god! Yes!" More pre-come burst out of Parker's dick.
"I think he's ready," Glenn said. "Put a condom on him, Brady. And have fun."
Parker furrowed his brows but already knew better than to question him. If he did he was likely to get another round of feather light touches and then he really would be embarrassed when he orgasmed. Brady moved so quickly Parker had a condom on in a second, and Brady was on top of him just as fast. There was an eager shine in his eyes like he appreciated Glenn finally giving him permission to do something he had wanted to do for a long time.
Brady paused, the head of Parker's dick pressed against him, barely pushing inside. "He's so big," Brady muttered, his eyes closed as beads of determined sweat gathered on his forehead. He worked his body down, gasping at the impalement after so long. Parker was thankful Glenn had stretched him out earlier, he doubted his dick would have fit inside of Brady without it. Inch by inch, he slid down. Glenn and Parker watched him like proud lovers.
Finally, Brady was able to sit, the fleshy globes of his ass pressing against Parker's groin. "Fuck him," Glenn said and Brady lifted his body up. He was lost in a sexual haze, able to only obey. He moaned and made tiny, beautiful, sexy noises and all Parker could do was bite his own lip and grit his teeth as he tried to let this all last more than five seconds.
When Glenn moved, Parker couldn't see what he was doing. He heard the sound of a package opening and then felt his body sliding down to the end of the bed. Brady never stopped fucking him even as Glenn slid something under Parker's body. The new position changed the angle, something Brady obviously appreciated as his groans grew in volume and pitch.
When Parker felt Glenn's large dick press against his hole, he thought he would black out. "Did you think your only punishment was to lay there?" he asked, sliding inside of the other man. He wasted no time and slipped in much quicker than Brady had. Glenn growled as he bottomed out and wrapped his arms around Brady, controlling the other man's pace as he began thrusting.
Parker was lost. Any sort of coherent thought or speech flew from his mind. He felt almost as if he was floating high above his own body, watching the carnal scene play out. Glenn's muscular arms flexed over Brady's sweat slickened chest.
Brady slammed down, leaning into Glenn's hold he cried out as he ejaculated all over Parker's chest. Parker opened his mouth, hoping to catch as much of the flavor as he could. Brady's orgasm massaged his cock and he came a second later wishing only that his fluid was filling the other man's body instead of the condom.
Glenn slammed into him, biting down on Brady's neck as he climaxed. Brady moaned, clutching the back of Glenn's head, as if holding him in place.
Ever so slowly, Parker fell back to earth, slipping inside his own body. He laid on the mattress as they disentangled, rearranging themselves on the bed. He wrapped his arms around the closest body, squeezing the man tightly as he was being squeezed from behind.