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“Makes no never mind,” he said and pushed Damon onto his back and straddled him, holding him down, and Damon just went with it.
Joel reached back to line up Damon’s dick and then he sat nice and slow, but not as slow as I figured. He took every inch, his head back as he sighed heavily, like taking a drink of a cold beer on an especially hot day.
He really had been waiting for this, to finally be intimate with us, and I could tell by his relief that he hadn’t indulged without us. Not that I’d worried…much.
Then, it was Damon’s turn to make noise, and I watched, amazed. He groaned out loudly, and sure, Damon was never especially quiet during sex, but this was a whole new kind of noise for him. He sounded like he was on the verge of doing his own begging.
“Fucking hell, Joel, Jesus!”
“I know ridin’,” he grunted darkly, moving his head so he could stare down at Damon.”
“Yeah…yeah you do.”
Joel’s legs were tight at Damon’s sides, and he was very controlled as he moved up and down on Damon’s dick, but just looking didn’t give me a clue as to what Damon was feeling. All I could do was helplessly watch as Damon, the man with more stamina than I’d ever seen any man have, came in a very few minutes.
He was left limp on the bed as Joel stared over at me as he moved off Damon. “Ya ready?”
I was suddenly a little afraid of the fucker. “Joel, what did you do to him?”
“I’ll show ya. I ain’t near finished yet.”
A few things became clear in that second. One was that Joel definitely needed two men just to begin to satisfy him, and two…he was truly a brat. He thought he called the shots.
Damon may be out of commission for the moment, but I wasn’t. I grabbed Joel and slammed him to the bed, surprising him. Sweetly he blinked up at me, like he was so fucking innocent, but I knew better. He was playing us, trying to take control, and that wasn’t going to happen. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move.”
“No, sir!”
“Damon, watch him, if you can move.”
Instead of watching Joel, Damon got off the bed and followed me down the hall. “Burke, you don’t understand! He…I’ve never…that was…”
“I get it, he’s got some amazing muscles in his lower body, and he milked you dry, but he’s using that to try to top from the bottom, and that’s not happening.” I spun to him, and he stopped, nearly ramming into me. “He get a handle on him right now, or he’s going to brat us until he doesn’t get dick for a month, and frankly, I’m not about to wait that long to fuck him again.”
“Damn, babe, you’re…so dommie right now,” he said laughing, and I gave him a wink before getting into my office.
In the closet there, we’d stashed our bondage equipment, since he had no use for it before we had someone to use it on. We had three large trunks, one with toys, one with clothing items and one for straps and things to bind a boy to the bed. I hefted off the top one, that was filled with toys, and opened the second.
“What y’all doin’?”
Joel was in the doorway, his dick standing straight up against his belly, and I told Damon, “Grab him.”
Damon did, yanking him into the room and holding him with an arm around his chest. “You’re playing with the wrong bulls this time, boy.”
“Holy hell,” he whispered, then watched me bringing out a set of cuffs for his wrists and a spreader bar with cuffs for his ankles.
“I take it back about saying to just stop. You’d better pick a safeword, Joel. You’re gonna fucking need it.”
The whimper he made cause my dick to jump, and it also told me he knew he was no longer in control. Damon held him tightly, whispering roughly into his ear, “You’re good, I’ll give you that, but you can’t get too cocky about that. We’re better, believe me.”
His eyes were huge, but Damon and I walked him back to the bedroom, and Damon tossed him easily to the bed, where he got on his back, scooting farther from the end with the heels of his feet and his elbows. “I was jus’ showing y’all?”
“Shut. The. Fuck. Up,” I growled at him, tossing the wrist cuffs to Damon.
He clammed up and I yanked one foot down to get the ankle cuff on him.
Damon, fully erect again, was getting into it with me. “Mother fucker, wants to make me come, wants to push us around?”
“I didn’t! I just wan’ed to make ya feel good!”
