Disorder in the House

by Tymber Dalton

  He wanted to savor it.

  Something sinfully sexy about the feel of his prick sliding alongside Wade’s inside their guy, too. Different and so much better than when they jacked their cocks together.

  “Do I have permission to come, Master?”

  “Yes!” both men said.

  “Good, because I’m close.”

  Wade’s left hand closed over Justin’s right, where it lay on Glen’s hip. He squeezed, holding on, while Glen’s breath grew ragged and uneven and punctuated by dark, needy moans Justin knew meant he was getting close.

  “Breed his ass, boy,” Wade ordered.

  If he hadn’t already been close, that would have shoved Justin over the edge anyway. His balls tightened as he picked up the pace, fucking him hard with deep, short thrusts meant to keep his cock inside Glen for as long as possible. He felt his cum filling Glen’s ass, adding extra heat and lube as he bred him. Wade started thrusting from underneath him, and from the sound of it, was furiously jacking Glen’s cock at the same time.

  Alongside Justin’s sensitive shaft, Wade’s cock thrust, sliding, growing hotter and harder the same way it did in Justin’s mouth when he worshipped it. Justin wasn’t sure who came first, but Wade started moaning about the same time Glen’s ass started squeezing their cocks inside him.

  Eventually, the other two men fell still. Justin sat up to keep his weight off Glen and Wade while everyone caught their breaths.

  “Holy fucking hell,” Glen gasped. “That’s a lot of fucking work for a damned good orgasm, I gotta say.” He sat up and tipped his head back to kiss Justin. “Reminds me how intense that is and why you love it so much.”

  Justin nipped Glen’s lower lip. “Yeah, I do, Sir.”

  “Give me a minute before anyone moves,” Glen said. “I need to get my legs back under me first.” He reached behind him and tugged on Justin’s arm. “Lay against my back.”

  Justin did, kissing the nape of his neck and wrapping his arms around him from behind. “Like that, Daddy?”

  “Mmm. Daddy like.” He let out a long sigh. “I hope no one needs anything else from me tonight, because after we clean up, I’m going to collapse.”

  Wade snorted. “Did we…wear you out?”

  “Fuck yeah, you know you did.” He kissed Wade. “Just remember what comes next.”

  “Oh, b-boy.”

  “We fucking your ass tomorrow, Master?”

  “Mmm-hmm.”

  Justin’s cock twitched with interest. “I can’t wait.”

  “Neither can I,” Glen said.

  Chapter Ten

  It took another few minutes for them to untangle themselves and make it into the shower. Glen and Wade held Justin between them, and as the water sprayed on them, Glen gave silent thanks for these two gorgeous men somehow wanting to put up with his ass for life.

  Not just one—two.

  Sometimes, he still wanted to pinch himself.

  “I should make you wear that fucking thing all night, Dub,” he groused.

  Wade dropped him a sexy wink. “Deal is tomorrow.”

  “You ain’t getting me back into that thing tonight, Dub.”

  Wade laughed. “No. Gee and Jus now.” He met Justin’s gaze.

  “What’s up?” Glen asked.

  Justin turned. “Can we take a vacation out to Washington State? Seattle, the Pacific Northwest, all of that. Go sightseeing?”

  “Ahh.” Glen focused on Wade again. “Your idea?”

  “Vacation, yes. Destination, no.”

  “We took a trip out there with our parents,” Justin said.

  “Oh.” He gently kissed him. “Wherever you want to go, baby. Your choice.”

  “Within…US,” Wade added.

  Glen snorted. “We really need to get our boy a passport and get ours renewed.”

  Wade shrugged.

  “Do we have a time that’s better than others?” Glen asked. Justin told him, and Glen made a mental note to put in for the time off from work. “Okay. So we need to start planning a vacation, is what you’re saying?”

  Wade arched an eyebrow at him.

  “What am I saying?” Glen added. “Of course you’re going to take control of that, you big ole control freak, you.” He kissed him.

  Wade snickered. “Might…designate.” He focused on Justin.

  “Me?”

  “You.”

  “Oooh, the boy’s in the hot-seat.” Glen ruffled his hair. “This’ll be a vacation to remember, I’m sure.”

  After cleaning up and putting everything away, the three of them curled up in bed together. Their usual configuration, Justin in the middle. They watched TV for a couple of hours, drifting in and out of light sleep, before finally shutting it off for the night.

  Glen knew the other two were close to falling asleep when he spoke up. “You know, Dub, you don’t have to play bottom tomorrow, if you don’t want to.”

  From the darkness, he snorted. “I’m no…welch,” he said.

  Justin snickered.

  Glen reached down and playfully goosed their mouthy boy. “Watch out, or you’ll end up in a cage again tonight. Why aren’t you in a cage tonight?”

  “Um, because I’m Daddy and Master’s good boy, and did what I was told today?”

  Another snicker from Wade. “True.”

  Glen poured on the melodrama. “Okay, fine. I guess you can sleep without a cock cage tonight. Makes it easier to molest you in the middle of the night, anyway.”

  “Thank you, Daddy.”

  “Thank you, Daddy,” Wade echoed.

  Glen laughed. “ You’re too much, Dub.”

  * * * *

  Wade smiled in the darkness. “You should…know.”

  “You’re going to know a few things by the time we go to bed tomorrow night.”

  Wade knew one thing for certain—the light, playful tone had returned to Glen’s voice, even through the various torments and tortures he’d put him through that day.

  Mission accomplished.

  At some point, Wade finally drifted to sleep. When he awakened early the next morning, even though the room was still dim, he didn’t need any light to know it was Glen’s mouth sucking on his cock.

  Mmmm.

  This was an unexpected but not unwelcomed development.

  Then he realized that, somehow, Glen had buckled cuffs around his wrists without waking him.

  And they were now chained to the headboard.

  Uh-oh.

  Glen lifted his mouth from Wade’s cock. “There he is. Boy, you got it ready?”

  “Yes, Sir.”

  Oh, shit.

  Glen shoved Wade’s thighs apart, and he felt a gloved finger covered with lube probing for his hole, finding its target, and easing its way inside him.

  He groaned and splayed his thighs wide open to give Glen better access.

  “Fuck…yeah!” Wade gasped.

  “I’m even going to be nice to you, Dub,” Glen said as his finger probed and slicked Wade’s hole. “I’m going to let you have a freebie.”

  Fuuuuck.

  Glen quickly worked him up to two fingers, then his hand disappeared.

  “Here you go, Sir.”

  “Thank you, boy.” The tip of the butt plug Glen wore most of yesterday pressed against Wade’s hole.

  Oh, fuck!

  Glen giggled. “Oh, look at that, he’s so adorable, isn’t he, boy?”

  “Yes, Sir. Very adorable.”

  Wade unabashedly rocked his hips in time with Glen’s movements, letting out a loud groan when the toy stretched him at its widest point before his body finished sucking it inside him and it settled between his ass cheeks.

  He heard Glen strip off his gloves. “Remote.”

  “Remote.”

  “Go ahead and get on there, if you want to, baby. He won’t last long. Permission to come, baby.”

  “Thank you, Sir.”

  Justin kissed Wade on the lips before turning and climbing on top of him in a si
xty-nine, his hard cock sliding down Wade’s ready mouth while he sucked on Wade’s cock.

  Glen’s breath washed over Wade’s balls, his tongue flicking over Wade’s sac before he turned his head and bit the inside of Wade’s right thigh, hard, sucking and no doubt leaving a mark.

  Wade moaned around Justin’s cock, which in turn made their sweet boy moan.

  And the cycle started.

  He just didn’t know when the vibrator would.

  Glen had bitten and sucked his way up and down the insides of Wade’s thighs when he sat up. “Get ready, boy.”

  Justin started fucking Wade’s mouth. With his hands restrained, all Wade could do was lie there and let it happen.

  Not that he wasn’t enjoying it, because he totally was.

  Glen giggled. “And a one, and a two, and a—”

  Wade screamed around Justin’s cock as the butt plug burst into life and triggered Wade’s climax. With Justin’s weight pinning him down, Wade had nowhere to go but moan around Justin’s cock while Justin exploded and sent ropes of cum down his throat to swallow.

  And Glen giggled.

  Fucking giggled like he’d just poisoned Gotham’s water supply.

  He adjusted the butt plug’s setting down a little, but it still left Wade squirming on the bed, helpless, the sensation nearly too intense.

  The sound of a stinging slap. “If you got yours, move, baby. Daddy needs his.”

  Justin disappeared, his cock immediately replaced by Glen’s as he grabbed Wade by the hair and started fucking his face.

  “Ooooh, my sweet Dub, you are in for a ride today,” Glen hoarsely said. “The day’s festivities will culminate in a repeat of last night, only with you as the gooey center of our cookie sandwich.” He set a fairly brutal, deep rhythm that had Wade’s cock twitching with renewed interest as the butt plug pounded away inside his ass.

  “Cuffs and collar, definitely,” Glen said. “Naked pool boy time for you, absolutely.”

  Justin’s hands appeared on the insides of Wade’s thighs. He shoved them apart and shouldered in there, taking Wade’s cock into his mouth and quickly coaxing him hard again.

  “Don’t make him come this time,” Glen warned.

  Wade whimpered around Glen’s cock.

  “Oh, sure, big bad Dub knows what’s coming, don’t ya?” He paused, his cock balls-deep down Wade’s throat, Glen forcing him to hold it for a long moment before he pulled out enough to let Wade catch a breath. “Yeah, you’re gonna wear the damn cage today, too. And might need to dig a pair of kneepads out for you, because been a while since I had a thorough cock-worship session from you.”

  Glen’s grip on his head tightened. “You might be safewording by the end of the evening, Dub. You fucking wound me up good yesterday. Time to pay you back for that.”

  Inside, Wade was smiling. Yep, absolutely the last thing on Glen’s mind today was the issues they’d had at work, or whatever was awaiting Glen tomorrow when he came back from the weekend.

  Perfect.

  * * * *

  Justin wasn’t used to seeing the glazed look in Wade’s eyes, but he loved it. As he held Dub pinned in the shower the same way he’d held Glen yesterday, Justin was struggling not to giggle as he knew what was going to happen.

  Payback was a bitch, and so was Glen, when provoked.

  Not that Wade would safeword for it. Fair’s fair, after all.

  He didn’t dish it out if he couldn’t take it.

  Didn’t mean he liked taking it.

  Justin nibbled on his ear. “Can’t wait to plow your ass tonight, Master.”

  Wade tipped his head back and kissed him, moaning as Glen turned and reached for the shower head.

  “Ready, boy?” Glen asked.

  “Mmm hmm.”

  Justin tried not to flinch when some of the water hit him, and he didn’t bother holding back his own giggles as Wade screamed into his mouth.

  “Yeah, you keep making those noises, Dub,” Glen said as he hosed Wade’s cock with cold water. “Because I know damn well you were giggling like a maniac yesterday. You’re lucking I’m not using a damn ice pack on you.”

  He finally pulled the water away. This time, Wade pitifully moaned into Justin’s mouth as Glen fastened the chastity cage around Wade’s cock and balls and locked it on.

  “There.” He changed the water from cold to warm and hosed him off again while Justin still kissed him. Now his moans had changed back to needy and wanty.

  Heh.

  “Let him go, boy. He’s secure.”

  Justin released him. Glen hung the shower head and grabbed Wade, kissing him. “Hope you’re ready for a wild day.”

  “Nap…first.”

  “Yeah, true. It is still early, and you did give me a nap yesterday.”

  “Yeah.”

  So with Wade properly caged and stuffed, they dried off and returned to bed, Wade in the middle this time.

  Justin snuggled against his side, draped over him.

  “Oh, boy?” Glen said.

  “Yes, Sir?”

  “You have full primal permissions with him today. Think Daddy and boy mode, with him the recipient.”

  “Oooh, thank you, Sir.”

  “You’re welcome. See, Dub? How altruistic of you to reward our good boy like that.”

  Justin burst out laughing at the look Wade gave Glen.

  “What?” Glen asked, Mr. Fake Innocence.

  Wade rolled his eyes and slowly shook his head, but he didn’t protest or safeword.

  By the time the three of them collapsed in bed that night, Justin had been allowed to come several times—including three times down Wade’s throat—Wade had been DP’d into a happy puddle of goo, and Glen had nearly fallen asleep in the shower.

  Back to their usual arrangement now, however. Justin in the middle, and Daddy on one side, with Master on the other.

  The two men snuggled tightly against him, like they were afraid he might try to escape them.

  Never. They were stuck with him.

  “Good weekend?” Wade asked.

  “Mmm-hmm,” Glen sleepily said. “And don’t think I don’t know what you were doing.”

  “What?” Wade asked.

  “What, my ass,” Glen said. “You were worried I’ve been working too hard. You’re about as opaque as a damn glass of spring water sometimes, Dub.”

  Wade lifted his head and stared across Justin at Glen.

  Justin enjoyed lying there and listening to them.

  “I’m not an idiot, Dub.”

  “Never said you…were.” Wade’s head dropped onto his pillow again. “Love you, Gee.”

  He snickered. “Love you, too, Dub. Love you, Jus.”

  Justin squeezed their hands, where they rested on his chest. “Love you guys, too.”

  “Even when we torture you?” Glen playfully asked.

  “Especially when you torture me, Sir,” Justin said.

  THE END

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