Page 63 of All Tied Up

Either way, it was the cue Sebastian was looking for. One day, Sebastian wanted to see Neil both bold enough to ask for what he wanted, and absolutely certain that Daddy would give it to him.

Sebastian raised his hand and brought it down sharply, wringing a whole-body shudder and a hoarse moan from Neil’s body. There it was. He increased the intensity on the next one, watching Neil go tight, and then blissfully limp. Jamie’s eyes were shining, fixed on Neil’s face. He was an alluring sight, face covered in spit and lips parted in need.

“Don’t forget to lick, boy.”

Both boys whimpered when Neil brought his pink tongue back to the rough lace.

Sebastian brought his hand down again hard, that feeling of power and care singing through him. This was what he lived for. The complete control he had over both boys, and the way he could give them everything they craved.

He struck the sensitive area where Neil’s thighs met his ass, once on each side, watching the pleasure ripple through Neil, and the way that Jamie’s fingers dug into his muscular back.

Then he returned to Neil’s fleshy ass. Again and again.

The three of them became one panting, writhing organism, each essential to the other.

“Daddy!” Jamie called out, clearly at the end of what he thought he could stand.

“Don’t come, Dragonfly. Your orgasms are mine.”

Jamie thrashed his head, fingernails scratching into Neil’s back. Neil’s answering moan was just as good. Fuck, did Sebastian want control of the gentle man’s orgasms.

Sebastian struck him again, thinking about how good the next time would be. Not just this weekend, but over and over, as much as he could get of watching these two boys together.

The thought almost made him pause, his hand falling lighter than he planned. Did he want something more with Neil?

He’d never had that desire before. Playmates were fun, but he had everything he wanted with Jamie. Even when Henri had come into the picture, it had first been at Jamie’s insistence.

But there had been something about watching Neil on that mountain today, the way he’d taken a risk that terrified him because Sebastian and Jamie believed in him. There had been something, too, about how much he loved the lodge and wanted it to succeed. The way he could flip so easily from giving advice as an equal to submitting completely.

Sebastian reestablished his rhythm, increasing the pressure until his hand stung. Fuck, did he love spanking this boy, but he couldn’t wait to watch him fall apart under a paddle or whip.

“Sir!” Neil choked out, begging for more. “Sir, please!”

It was beautiful hearing that broken tone in his voice. But for a moment Sebastian was disappointed that it wasn’t another name. So many boys he’d scened with called him Daddy without a second thought, but with Neil he could tell it meant something. He found himself wanting to earn that.

Which was ridiculous. They’d known each other for a single day, for all its intensity. They weren’t committing to anything.

Sebastian pushed the thought to the back of his mind.

“Do you think you can come for me, baby boy?”

Neil nodded.

“That’s right,” Sebastian cooed, pressing his legs together around Neil’s cock. “Such a dirty little boy, rubbing yourself off between my legs while I spank you.”

Neil let out a garbled cry, hips thrusting mindlessly. Each motion rubbed against Sebastian’s own erection, driving him wild. None of them would last long once Neil got off.

“You can come whenever you like, baby boy.”

Sebastian landed three more stinging blows and that was all it took. Neil arched his back, every muscle straining and mouth open in one long, glorious moment of pleasure. Then he collapsed, trembling, against them.

Gorgeous. Simply gorgeous.

Sebastian gave him a few more light taps, gentling him down, letting him ride out the last waves of ecstasy. He rubbed the reddened flesh soothingly, watching the last few twitches of bliss. Neil was cuddly and limp, nuzzling softly against Jamie’s groin instead of licking it, like he wanted to give it a hug.

Naturally, that wasn’t helping Jamie at all with his little problem. “Daddy!” Jamie gasped.

“Mmmmm… yes?”