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“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” Jackson joked. He was feeling better. Much better. And maybe he had been a little dramatic. He really did love his friends. Even if they were brats. And little monsters.
“Give me a kiss and then we'll go back outside. We’re ready to start the grill for burgers and hot dogs.”
Lifting his face, Jackson offered his lips.
Finn kissed him and Jackson sank into the sensations that Finn and Michael always pulled from him. They both knew how to get him hot. When he needed a gentler touch. How firm Finn needed to be.
As Jackson sucked on Finn’s tongue, trying to entice him into a little more fun, he felt a tug.
He pulled away to see Finn had attached his cuffs to Finn’s belt.
“Thank you,” he whispered. Nothing settled Jackson like the knowledge that he’d been caught and would never be alone again.
“Love you, boy.”
“I love you too. But I’m not ever babysitting again.”
“We’ll see. Now that I know it’s such a wonderful punishment for you, I might keep it for really horrible offenses.”
“Bubbie in trouble?”
Jackson laughed. “Not yet. Come here. I didn’t get any sweet kisses once the other boys got here.”
Michael giggled. “Not far to give kisses to you and not everyone else.”
As soon as Michael was close enough, Jackson yanked him down with him and Finn. “There are never any kisses for anyone other than me and your Daddy!”
Michael squealed as Jackson dug his fingers into Michael’s ribs.
“I couldn’t have said it better myself.” Finn lifted Michael up to set him between them.
“I promise,” Michael said. “Only you two get kisses!”
“Such a good boy,” Finn praised.
Did Finn not remember what a brat Michael had been. “I don’t know about that-“ Jackson stared.
“I sorry!” Michael offered his mouth for a kiss. “Daddy told us to be bad.”
Jackson narrowed his eyes at Finn. Just as he suspected. He turned his attention back quickly to Michael. “Make it up to me?”
“How?” Michael batted his lashed.
With a smirk, Jackson started to attach the waistband of Michael’s swim trunks. He pulled down the front exposing Michael’s half hard cock. “Fuck my mouth.”
“Daddy?” Michael asked. “Please, Can I?”
Finn chuckled. “I guess it deserves another reward.”
Damn straight he did. Jackson sucked Michael’s shaft down his throat.
“He doesn’t get to come again though,” Finn finished.
Jackson groaned. He’d always hated being denied but he could secretly admit to himself that he liked Finn controlling his orgasms.
“It’s okay bubbie.” Michael ran his fingers through Jackson’s hair gently. “I cum for both of us.”
Little brat. Not that he wanted Michael to change. He loved seeing how much Michael was beginning to find himself.
“Daddy gets to come again too,” Finn shared.
Jackson huffed against the cock in his mouth. So not fair. Maybe he could sneak his orgasm in?
“You will wear a cock cage for a week if you come again boy,” Finn warned.
Not worth it, Jackson decided. Not this time. At least Finn knew that Jackson had no intention of changing. Not that Finn or Michael wanted him to, it seemed. They loved Jackson just the way he was. Even if he was a little unhinged.
But then again…weren’t they all?
