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I held his face tenderly while he took out my cock and started to lick the tip, sucking only that part while his dark eyes moved up the rest of me until they stared at my face.
His wonderful mouth felt like heaven as he teased me, and that was exactly what I needed, to be driven, teased, placed on an edge that only playing rough with Joel would satisfy.
I let my head fall back, but not for sheer enjoyment alone. I was listening. The mother fucker was quiet as a field mouse, walking through those woods, or I would have heard him while searching for Roland that faithful day.
It wasn’t easy to listen to things in the woods, not when there were so many small noises to comb through. The breeze through the trees whispered, the animals, small ones, hopped through the dry leaves and pine needles.
Buzzing sounded off to my right, and it sounded like a wasp, likely looking for a place to build a new nest, and then there were birds that sang or flew from branches, farther away, after hearing Damon and I approach.
Then, like he was calling to me, I heard the light sound of footsteps, gently moving, skipping a step or two as he likely found stones to place his boots on to avoid the leaves and twigs.
I tapped Damon’s face as I moved my head down, and he smiled around my dick. Nodding slightly to the left, where I’d heard the sound, he patted my thigh and kept sucking.
“Damn baby,” I said loudly enough for Joel to hear without being overly obvious. “This is just what I needed. Too bad Joel is on restriction and can’t join us, huh?”
Damon came off my dick with a lewd slurp and wiped his beard as he agreed, in the same volume, “I think it would be so nice having his sweet ass here with us, but like you said, he’s on restriction and is back at the barn, with Xen.”
The movement in the woods became loud right before Joel burst through the bushes and threw his hat on the ground. “So, y’all can fuck, and I am on restriction? What kind o’ bullshit is that?”
Damon came off my dick, smiling up at me with that gleam in his eye that I felt right through me. “Oh, look, Burke. He’s spying again.”
I nodded once to him. Damon slid up to standing, and he kissed me lusciously before whispering on my lips, “Now.”
We moved so fast that Joel didn’t have time to react, and Damon got to him first, grabbing him roughly and sweeping his leg across the backs of Joel’s to get him on the ground.
I stood over him as he lay shocked, and told him, “You fucking brat. Did you really think you could fool us into giving you a good time with you when we said you were on restriction?”
“Y-y’all heard that? Y’all were spyin’?”
“Yeah, learned it from the best,” I said, setting my foot on his chest as he tried to move up to his elbows. “Now you’re going to please us and it’s not going to be the fun you wanted.”
Damon had picked up a nice little branch that he cleaned with his hand. Safeword or fucking take it. We’re not going to be pleasant.”
“I…I…I didn’t mean ta…I…I ain’t safewordin’!”
“Yet,” I warned, moving to crouch over him, grabbing his wrists and holding them to the floor of the forest, pressing down into the pine needles so he’d feel them on his bare arms.
He was spotted with paint over his white tank and jeans, and there was more on his face, even spotting his short goatee. It was beautiful, but I wasn’t about to let his beauty sway me to be gentle.
He had to learn. Damon and I weren’t messing around with our dominance. Damon knelt on the ground and slapped Joel’s cheek. “Open.”
When Joel opened his mouth, Damon shoved the branch between his teeth. “Safeword like we told you before, fists and open hands. Got it? Fucking brat.”
Joel nodded and his eyes widened comically. I believed he was getting the hint, but he had no real clue. Not really. I gripped his shirt and pulled until it reached my mouth, bringing him up some with it. Using my teeth, I ripped a hole in it, then proceeded to rip it open with my hands until his chest was exposed, and all that sweet flesh made my mouth water.
I moved to my elbows over him, sneering as I saw him moving his head to watch me. “You might not want to see this, Joel. It’ll freak you out more than the pain I’m about to inflict.”
He started blinking furiously but I ignored that, moving my mouth to his chest, sniffing there, kissing it tenderly, then I opened my mouth and set my teeth on his skin.
Damon, while I was doing all that, was walking around with his head down to the forest floor, and I had an inkling of what he was searching for. It made me smile and I felt a growl deep in me coming to the surface as my teeth sank into Joel’s sweet flesh.
He tried to push me away as he screamed around the branch, but I looked up to see his hands, and he wasn’t using them to safeword, so I bit harder as I snatched both of his wrists into one hand.
Damon saw him struggling and picked up a long, thin branch before coming back to help me. He took Joel’s wrists from me, slamming them to the ground above his head.
I sucked a mark up on him, then moved my mouth to the other side of his chest, biting into it with no warning. He bucked under me like one of the bulls he formerly rode. Damon held him easily and whispered gruffly, “Stay still, boy! My man is eating!”
He yelled behind his makeshift gag and all it did was spurn me to bite harder, sinking into the muscle and then I moved away and grabbed the switch Damon had found. “We’re gonna mark him.”
