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Blaze tenderly runs his fingers down Elijah’s chest and tugs on the chain from the nipple clamps. Elijah jerks in the binds, causing his cock to jump. The motion makes the ring around him tug even harder. He whimpers, and Jaxon groans.
“Kane.” My name comes out like a whine, and my control almost snaps.
“Get undressed,” I demand, and gently push him away from me. “Turn around so I can see.” Jaxon wastes no time taking his clothes off. His cock is straining between his thighs, the head a deep angry purple. “Blaze, let’s get him on the bench.” Blaze grins and drags the long bench to the middle of the room. I look back at Jaxon. “When I move, you move. In here, you listen to everything I say. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy.” Jaxon’s face is soft and open, already feeling the change in the atmosphere.
I step around him and feel his presence behind me. I walk to stand with Blaze and turn to face him. “Lean over the bench.” When he doesn’t hesitate, I suck in a breath.
“Damn,” Blaze whispers. “He’s a natural.”
I nod in agreement because I sensed it from the first moment I met him. Jaxon might have a bratty mouth, but he knows when to submit. “Let’s get Eli down.”
Blaze and I gently undo the cuffs on his wrists and rub the feeling back into them. Elijah still has that blissful look on his face. “Let me get these off.” Blaze slides the cock ring free and then pulls the clamps free from his nipples. Elijah hisses when the blood rushes back to them. Blaze soothes him by softly kissing his lips. “Go to the chair and present. I’ll be right over.”
“Yes, Master.”
As one, Blaze and I walk to stand behind Jaxon. The plug in his ass stands in stark contrast against his skin. “Your safe word is star if you want me to slow down, and moon if you want me to stop.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“I’m going to push you harder. Do you understand that if at any time you aren’t comfortable, you give me that safe word?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
I pull my shirt off and get rid of my pants so my cock can breathe. It’s straining painfully against my boxer briefs. “Khoroshiy mal’chik. Lay on your back.” I help him lie down and grab the cuff on the leg, securing his wrist. I watch his face closely for any panic, and when I don’t find any, I restrain his other arm and both legs. “Too tight?” Jaxon shakes his head. “What’s your safeword?”
“Star to slow down, moon to stop.”
I hear rustling to my left and turn to look at Elijah and Blaze. “Watch them,” I demand. Jaxon and I watch as Elijah lowers himself onto Blaze’s cock and then leans his back against Blaze’s chest. The chair sits low and is more of a bean bag. It’s the perfect height so your feet are flat on the floor for leverage. Blaze props Elijah’s feet on his knees, giving me the prime view of him being buried in his ass.
“Holy shit,” Jaxon says, blowing out a breath.
“They’re gorgeous together, aren’t they?”
“Yes.”
“You’re doing so good,Litso kukly.”
“Thank you, Daddy.”
I scoop the remote out of my pocket and set it to a steady pulsing rhythm. I get to my knees on the side of the bench so I can still see Blaze and wrap my hand around Jaxon’s cock. It jumps in my hand, and he moans so loud that it echoes off the walls. I stroke from base to tip slowly, swirling my hand around the head to gather up the pre-cum leaking. “Look at you making a mess.” Jaxon’s eyes are flipping rapidly from my face to Elijah riding Blaze. “It’s okay to watch them.” Elijah is slowly lifting and dropping on Blaze, their eyes locked on us.
I start working Jaxon’s cock faster, stopping when I see his abs bunching. I repeat the process twice more, and when I start the third, Jaxon’s moans end with a whimper. “Please, Daddy.”
“Please, what?”
“Let me come.”
“You can take more, can’t you?”
Jaxon jerks against his binds when I up the pulsing on the plug. “Yes, Daddy.”
“So, so good for me. Let me hear you.” I start my torment on his cock again, and he moans with each slow stroke of my hand. He tries to raise his hips to fuck my fists, but the restraints on his ankles stop him.
“Fuck!” I kiss the inside of his thighs, bringing him back down. “Please, please, please.” His body is shaking, his breath coming in little pants. “Daddy, please.”
“Not yet. It will feel so much better when you’ve earned it.” I tighten my fist and slowly stroke him again, then I start moving faster. The noises he’s making are about to send me over the edge. He’s chanting my name, moaning, and whimpering. Sweat is glistening all over his body, tears leaking from the corner of his eyes. When I slowly slide my mouth over his cock, he cries out from the sensitivity. I alternate between bringing him to the edge with mouth and hand. On the seventh time I pull back, I stand abruptly, deftly untie his arms and legs, then pull him to his feet. I need him now. His lips are on mine, his hands roaming all over my body. I grab his hand, pull him in front of Blaze, get the other chair, and rub my hands up his back.
