Marcus’s mouth found the curve of his neck and stayed there, unhurried, learning the skin. His lips moved up slowly—the hinge of his jaw, the soft place below his ear. He exhaled there, warm and even. “We want to makeyoufeel so good.” He didn’t speak for a moment, just stayed close, his lips barely moving when he finally added with a soft plea, “Will you let us?”
The boy’s slick tongue traced the shell of his ear, and Katt’s eyelids fluttered. His fingers curled.“Yes,”he managed, the word leaving him like something he’d been holding onto for a long…longtime.
13
“I thought we were about to lose him,” Gideon said. The scene on the monitor told a different story.
Daniel smiled. “You can always count on the twins to retrieve a wayward boy.”
“Indeed,” Gideon chuckled. “But this time, I think it was a group effort.”
“Seems so.”
“I think his previous session with Samson and the twins had a powerful impact on him.” It had quite animpacton Gideon, as well. “He seems to be drawn to those three.”
“Can’t blame him,” Daniel murmured.
Gideon nodded, his eyes on the monitor. The twins were ready for action, but Gideon hoped they would take it slow. Katt remained in a vulnerable state, and Gideon believed proceeding with caution was the best recourse. He had to trust that his boys understood it as well.
The twins pressed against Katt from both sides, their hands caressing his chest and stomach. Each nuzzled his neck and ears,soft explosions of hot breath detonating against his sensitive skin as they kissed, licked, and sucked, wrecking his senses.
Samson leaned forward, the heat in his eyes ticking up a few degrees. “Easy, my sweets.” His voice, though deep, resonated with tender caution. “Don’t rush him. Remember, a slow submerge can be sweeter than diving right in.”
The boys eased off and smiled sweetly at Samson. “Yes,daddy,”Marcus cooed, and the young men observing them laughed quietly. “You’re right. Daddy knows best.”
Mickey casually tucked his hand beneath the hem of Katt’s T-shirt and traced his belly button with the tip of his middle finger. Katt’s stomach quivered and twitched from the light contact and the tingling sensations it caused in his lower regions.
Marcus traced Katt’s ear, his voice soft, sensual, when he asked, “Do you know whatcock warmingis?”
Smiles spread across the faces of the onlookers as some murmured to each other.
Katt smiled uncertainly. “No…”
Marcus moaned, grinning at Mickey as he pressed his head to Katt’s shoulder. “You'vegotto experience it. It feelssogood.”
“Fair warning,” Garrett interjected. “It can also be torturous if you’re really horny.”
“Oh, posh.” Marcus waved him off. “That’s thebesttime to do it. Sometimes…” He trailed a fingertip down Katt’s chest, his short, manicured nail scraping against the cotton fibers of Katt’s fresh T-shirt. “…tortureis fun… and feelsreallygood.”
Garrett chuckled. “Can’t argue with that, baby.”
“Especially when you two are doing the torturing,” Lucas added, leaning back with his arms crossed and a grin that made no effort to hide where his mind was.
Around the room, heads nodded, lips curved, eyes dropped to the floor with private smiles.
“No, seriously,” Garrett said. “It’s actually quite relaxing and can help get you in the proper frame of mind without overwhelming you. Does that sound like something you might want to try?”
“Yeah, I… I guess so.” Katt had no idea what “cock warming” was, but it didn’t sound toointense, and Garrett did say it was relaxing. Of course, that wasafterhe called ittorturous.Katt wasn’t sure which one was most accurate and wasn’t sure he cared. His senses were still humming from the intense kisses from the twins.
“Cock warming,” Garrett explained, “is when someone holds your cock in their mouth… or some otherorifice… without sexual stimulation. No sucking or thrusting. Usually, the one gettingwarmedis actually doing something else; messing on their phone, watching TV, playing a video game, whatever. It creates a relaxing, sometimes meditative, sensation.”
“Not to mention it’s hot as fuckinghell,” Lucas snorted.
“Won’t argue,” Garrett smiled. “But it can also calm the nerves.” He focused on Katt. “Something tells me your nerves need calming right about now.”
Katt nodded. “Yeah.” He swallowed, his nerves anything but “calm” just now.
“Who wants to do the honors?” Garrett asked.
