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Michael and Jackson kissed until Finn had three fingers easily sliding in and out of Michael’s hole. Finn patted Michael’s ass.

“Go ahead, baby. You can ride him.”

“Thank God!” Jackson exclaimed.

Finn chuckled. Oh, his boy really thought Finn was giving in. Ignoring that for now, Finn helped Michael position himself over Jackson’s cock. Finn peppered kisses down Michael’s neck and Michael sank slowly down, taking Jackson deep.

Their sweet baby loved being filled. Michael was also gorgeous when he was lost in pleasure. Finn sat back and enjoyed the sloppy kisses Michael and Jackson exchanged as Michael slowly rode Jackson.

Finn opened his own pants and pulled out his erection.

“Faster, baby,” Finn ordered.

Michael started to bounce on Jackson’s cock, and it was fucking wonderful. Finn bit his lip to keep from laughing as Jackson groaned and jerked under Michael.

Finn matched his strokes to how fast Michael took Jackson.

He knew by the sounds that his two men made how close they were to coming. Finn didn’t worry about Michael. His baby could come as many times as he wanted. Jackson? Jackson better enjoy the feeling of being buried in Michael’s tight hole because he was not getting his release. Not yet.

Michael was close.

Finn scooted closer, still jacking himself with his right hand but dipped his left in the hot water.

No surprise to Finn, Michael threw his head back and yelled.

Finn knew what that tight hole felt like when Michael’s inner muscles clamped down during his orgasm. Finn slipped his hand under Jackson and tugged on his balls before he gripped the base of Jackson’s shaft. Hard. His hand between where Jackson and Michael were connected.

“No!” Jackson wailed.

Holding firmly, Finn finished himself off, stroked his cock until cum coated his fingers.

He nodded to Michael to slide off Jackson’s shaft.

Michael settled onto Jackson’s lap while wrapping his arms around Jackson’s neck.

Jackson was fighting. Trying to lift his hips. Squirming in Finn’s hold. He wasn’t going anywhere. Not with Finn’s grip, not with Michael holding him, and not with his hands tied down.

Finn rolled to lean over Jackson. “Do it,” Finn said. “Fight, boy. Fight and cuss and shout all you want. We’re not going anywhere. We have you. We’ll always have you. You have a new team now. Me and Michael. We’re your team. And we love you!”

Jackson screamed before he started to sob.

There it was.

Finn captured Jackson’s lips hard. He kissed his boy, showing him after telling Jackson that Finn would take care of them.

“Come,” Finn said against Jackson’s lips as he stroked.

Jackson growled and bit at Finn’s lips before he collapsed against the tub and started to come. Finn saw Jackson’s eyes roll back. That hadn’t been anything he’d ever experienced before.

Finn gripped the back of Jackson’s neck with one hand as he gently rubbed him to a completely sated state. Finn kissed Jackson’s forehead. “Proud of you.”

Jackson peered at him with wet eyes. “Thanks.”

* * * * *

Jackson

The bed was huge, and Jackson was not exaggerating. The three of them fit with no problem. Jackson sandwiched between Michael and Finn. He laughed when Finn brought out a chain hidden inside the bed frame.

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