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No, he was a Dom waiting to be worshipped…he just hadn’t realized it yet.
But that was one of the reasons he needed me…and the wicked pleasure and sweet submission I could bring out in him was another.
Inching my finger deeper into Ian, watching him for any reaction that it was too much, I slowly started fucking him faster, alternating it with light spanks that seemed to send sparks of pleasure through him. As he moaned, I nodded. “Yes, good boy. Show your Daddy how good he feels under you. He’s such a generous Daddy, letting you play with his nipples and letting you have another reward.”
Ian made another soft plea as my hand came down again, like he wasn’t sure if he wanted to beg for more or if he was embarrassed. Either way, Ian seemed to suck harder and as Bishop’s fingers massaged his head, his hips worked harder too to both chase the pleasure and give more back to his Daddy.
By the time my finger was stroking over his prostate, Ian was pulling wonderfully erotic moans from his Daddy. Every sound Bishop made pushed the boy even higher, but once I was teasing the amazing gland, embarrassment and worry were the last things on his mind.
“He’s so tight and so soft.” Looking deep into Bishop’s eyes, I moaned as I thought about how incredible Ian would feel wrapped around me. “Every time I even brush his prostate, he clenches and I can feel how close he is.”
So could Bishop if the nearly painful desire that was written all over his face was any indication. “He’s…fuck…”
I had a feeling he’d been worried about breaking the scene and making Ian nervous. But now that his boy was shaking with desire, that not completely unreasonable fear seemed to have faded.
Bishop’s arms tightened and as he gripped Ian more firmly, the boy whimpered, loving being trapped against his Daddy’s sexy body as I spanked him again. “His mouth is…the way he’s squirming…”
Bishop wasn’t up to quoting Shakespeare at the moment, but Ian loved hearing the need and awe in his Daddy’s voice. “God, he’s going to…”
He seemed to think finishing that sentence would be tempting fate, but I knew we were well past that point. I’d been there myself when Bishop had been the one squirming against me and pushing me right to the edge.
“He’s making his Daddy happy and he’s so sexy and so beautiful.” Taking the finger fucking to the next level, I stayed deep in Ian and just teased his prostate, nailing it over and over as he shook. “And he’s going to be a good boy and come for me. He’s going to come for his Daddy and let him hear just how much he loved sucking on his Daddy’s nipples…pleasing his Daddy…worshipping his Daddy.”
They were both right there on the edge, but to tip them both over, Ian had to go first.
“Come, boy.” Giving Ian’s ass a rough spank, I gave his prostate a similarly rough caress and smiled as he cried out, finally letting the pleasure take over.
All it took was that one sweet sound for Bishop’s control to break and he thrust up against Ian, following his boy over until they were both shaking and making the sexiest sounds.
When Bishop finally sank into the bed and Ian was boneless with just random jerks showing how the remaining pleasure was firing through him, I eased my finger out of him. Slowly caressing him, I leaned over and kissed his shoulders, working my way down his back as I let him gently come back to Earth.
When he was utterly relaxed and breathing deep, I stretched out beside my two beautiful men and gave Bishop a soft kiss. He grumbled, pretending to be frustrated, but I could see the barely restrained pup who wanted to run around and bark out how happy he was. “You made me come.”
“I know.” There was no way he could miss the possessive pleasure in my voice.
I’d loved making him come.
Letting him see just how much I loved it, I kissed him again, not even trying to hide my utter contentment at controlling both of them. “I made you come and I made your beautiful boy scream with pleasure.”
Bishop finally smiled, kissing Ian’s head before turning to me and silently demanding another. As I gave my willful pup a kiss, nibbling on his sexy lips and stroking my tongue against his, I tried to pour every thought and feeling into him.
Pulling back once we’d become breathless, I propped myself up on one arm and simply stared at my pup and his boy. Reaching out with my free hand, I traced down Bishop’s face before gently petting Ian’s head, grinning as he shifted slightly to nuzzle against me.
“Our boy.” Bishop’s soft words had me turning back to him, marveling at the loving expression he was watching me with. “You made our boy scream.”
