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by A M Raulerson


  “Go on Two, make One feel good again. Let him make you feel good.” Looking at One as he runs his tongue over my shoulder, I take control. Well, I take the control Master gives me with that smile, rolling him over and kissing him the way I want to. I need One to understand this is a way for me to show my love, my trust. Wanting them both to understand I want this so badly. I run my hands over One’s chest as I look him in the eye. The love shining in them makes me smile. Pressing my lips to One’s, gently at first, but then pushing my tongue into his mouth, he tastes so sweet. Then I running my tongue over One’s teeth, the smooth texture of his cheeks, and battle with his tongue, I feel One press his hips up, rubbing his cock against mine. Moaning at the pleasure, I leave his mouth, One follows, trying to suck me back into the kiss.

  “Let him do what he wants, One. Let him know how much you like what he’s doing.” Master’s voice doesn’t startle me, it only makes me more confident, I feel strong because Master says I can.

  Running my nose from One’s shoulder up behind his ear, I sniff. God, that smell, I want to remember it. Citrusy and woodsy, with the faint smell of sweat and man. A shock from my balls all the way to my head makes me gasp and rub my cock against One’s again. His scent is enough to make my cock fully hard. Running my hand down One’s chest I lean back. I want to see him, to see One’s cock.

  Looking back at Master to make sure I’m doing it right, I’m surprised. I don’t feel that panic or fear anymore. I just want to make it good for all of us. With a nod from Master, watching him smile and continue to pull up and down on his own cock, the heat and love in Master’s eyes gives me all the courage I need. I would never have done any of these things willingly before, but now I can. I’m not alone anymore and I want to feel good. I want Master and One to feel good.

  Following the lines and ridges of his chest, I play a little. Gentle motions where One can only feel my fingertips running down over his eight pack, then I press my whole hand firmly to his skin while following his Adonis lines with my tongue. Bypassing his cock, I torment him by rubbing the crease where his thighs meet his torso, a sensitive spot that I take complete advantage of. The noises and movements One makes show me just how much he likes it. Smiling, I run my fingernails over One’s balls. The thrust of One’s hips catches me off guard for a moment, then I lean across One’s hip, keeping him steady on the bed. My cock is throbbing, but I’m having too much fun to pay it any mind. As I trail my fingers up over One’s cock, I start to press my own cock against his hip. It feels good and I want more. Making eye contact with One I lean in for a kiss, my whole body pressing into his. I need more friction and rubbing my cock against One’s feels so good. Holding One’s cock, I rub my own against his balls. One loves the attention, humping up against me.

  “Take both cocks in your hand, Two. Pull on them at the same time. Let me see you love, One. Show me, Two. Show me how you love us.”

  Following Master’s instructions I take both cocks in my hand, pulling them back and forth. Feeling a pull deep inside me, I kiss One for all I’m worth. Pushing my tongue in and out of One’s mouth in time with the push and pull on our cocks.

  Breathless, I look at Master as a tear rolls down my cheek. Master leans in closer, concern all over his face, wanting to help. I don’t think I can speak, my emotions are a dizzying swarm inside me. The biggest smile I’ve ever had breaks across my face. This is my love. I feel it inside me, warming up places of hope I thought long dead. I don’t want to talk about it. Don’t want to think about it. I just want to feel it. Leaning down to kiss One again I hear a chuckle come from Master. Looking over my shoulder Master is grinning.

  “I think One has had enough of your teasing. He needs to show you now, before he bursts with it.” Looking in One’s eyes I see what Mas ter is talking about. One seems almost to vibrate with need. He wants permission to take over, but doesn’t want to overwhelm or scare me. Nodding my head, I’m pushed to my back, One practically jumping on top of me. Following the path I had taken, One kisses and pinches his way down my chest. The pinches aren’t hard, just enough to make me shudder. The feelings flowing through me are so hard to control. I realize this is what they want. They need me to give in, to trust them enough to give up control. I thought I had before, but I’d been careful without even realizing it. I’d only given them so much, without letting go fully. Looking at Master I know what I have to do. If I want this I have to let go. They won’t let anything hurt me. I want that so much, I need it. Taking a deep breath I let go. It’s the scariest feeling in the world, until remember I’m safe, they will protect me.

  As I meet Master’s eyes, I almost physically feel myself let go, I feel myself give everything up to Master. The look on Master’s

  face lets me know he understands, and a tear trickles down his

  face as he smiles a huge smile. The peace and love on Master’s face

  speaks a million words. Looking down at One I know he feels it

  too. He hasn’t stopped his kissing, but the look in his eyes says it

  all.

  “Make him cum, One. Do your very best. Make him cum, Now.” Feeling the suction on my cock increase dramatically makes me lift my hips off the bed. Oh my God. It feels so good. Now I have permission to cum. I feel it rush through my body. Balls drawing up tight as One takes my cock straight down his throat.

  “Shit!” I cry, Master chuckling from the chair. “Oh...Please...I can’t...FUCK.” As I come, I’m just holding on for the ride, it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. Straight from my balls, it almost hurts, but feels so good. Thrusting my hips up into One’s mouth, I cry out and moan so loud it shocks me, but I can’t stop. Pleasure runs through my body as my balls empty into One’s mouth, Watching him swallow almost makes me cum again.

  Laying back on the bed, I just feel. There are no questions, or fears. Just pleasure, as I lay back and close my eyes.

  ************* Master Standing up, I walk to the bed, sitting next to Two and rubbing his neck and chest, I feel the tears trickling down my face. “Master is so very proud of you, Two. You did so good. I love you so much.” I whisper.

  I need Two to understand how much it means to me. He’d done it! Two had let go of everything, and it’s almost more than I can handle.

  Every Master works for this moment. To feel the moment deep in their soul when a sub just lets go, putting all his faith and trust in their Master’s hand.

  My heart throbs with love as I watch Two just feel. There is no outside world here, no fear or memories. He gave everything he is to Master,

  , left his mind, body and soul in Master’s keeping, and it means so much.

  “I’m so proud of you, Two! You let go, and I will never abuse that trust. I love you so much, Two. You're so very special.” The feelings flowing through me, watching him feel everything I’m trying to give, it makes this moment with One and Two mean so much.

  I know I have to finish this scene, need to show him that both he and One are special to me. Two needs to see the love I have for One, needs to see I can make them both feel good. I just pray I’m not pushing too hard.

  Crawling back on the bed I rub One’s back and look into Two’s eyes. “Two, I want you to sit up baby. Sit up against the headboard. I want you to watch what I do to One. I want you to see the pleasure on his face. I’ll make him feel just like you, the pleasure you just felt. It’s One’s turn.”

  “I need to prepare you, One. Get me what I need.” One gets up from the bed and walks to the bathroom. He’s back in a second, moving with a hard on like his is difficult, and I watch him practically throw himself on the bed, handing me the lube that had been in the bathroom. It makes me chuckle how quickly One gets into position. He’s on his hands and knees, wiggling his behind with impatience, and facing Two so he can see how much pleasure I give him.

  Kneeling behind One, I look at Two, hoping this isn’t too much, but still feeling that Two needs to see it. He’s already let go and is still flying, watching with wi
de eyes, but no fear. I take a chance.

  SMACK!!! One lurches forward, moaning with pleasure at the firm spanking. Rubbing One’s glowing red behind, I smile. One is desperate now. He knows what’s coming and can’t stay still. Reaching forward I grab One’s hair, pulling him up so I can look One in the eye.

  “Who is in control, One? Is it you?”

  “No, Master. You're in control. Always in control.” One’s eyes are glassy. He tries to make eye contact, but Two reaches up and runs his hand along One’s chest. Moaning, One’s eyes close. He’s flying and can barely hold on. With everything that’s happened he’s flying so high already. I’ll make him fly higher.

  Two watches One give up his control as I spank him. He saw me in control, leading One from the beginning. One gave himself to me from the moment I stepped in the door.

  “Two, did I give you permission to touch One?” Two’s eyes are beginning to glaze over. He knows he’s done something wrong, but can’t feel the fear those words would have caused before.

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t think.”

  “That’s okay, Two. You’re still new to this. Do you want to touch One?” One moans softly, showing he wants that too.

  “Yes, Master. I do. Please?”

  Watching Two’s eyes I know he’s still with me. He might have cum, but he’s still flying and feeling our connection.

  “Okay Two, you have my permission to touch, but I want you to sit back. One, crawl forward. I want you over his legs.”

  SMACK!!! Moving quickly One gets in place over his legs. Close enough to touch, but far away enough that Two will be able to watch his face, see his pleasure, and know what he’s feeling.

  Running my left hand over One’s ass, letting him know I’m behind him, I squirt lube over the top of his crack. Taking my right hand, I slowly rub the lube up and over his hole. Rubbing harder with each pass, I push my finger in further and further, holding still for a moment before pulling out and rubbing more lube over his hole.

  One is completely relaxed with Two in front of him rubbing his hands over his face and neck, and me behind him pushing in farther and farther. He’s quickly moaning and begging with each pass.

  I know he’s losing his mind, pushing back with every inch of my finger in his ass. Pushing in a second finger, I listen to the whimper from One. Two looks up, concern on his face, but I smile, letting him know it’s pleasure, and not pain.

  “I have to stretch him a bit, Two. He’s okay, he can take a lot more than my fingers I promise. He wants me to go faster.” I chuckle. Yes, One can take a lot more.

  “Tell him, One. Tell him how it feels.” One moans again. He’s trying to talk, but the pleasure is making it difficult. Pulling my fingers completely out I show One I won’t go any further until he follows my orders. Whimpering, One tries to talk.

  “I feel empty now. It’s like there’s a place ins ide me that needs to be filled. He fills it up, it feels so good I can’t even tell you. His fingers, his cock, I don’t care it feels so good. Please, Master. Please…”

  “Good boy, One. You did good.” One moans again as I caress his back. Looking into Two’s eyes I push both fingers into One’s hole again, watching as he cries out and pushes his face into Two’s hands. Seeing the acceptance in Two’s eyes makes my cock jerk. God, just that look, the fact that both of my boys love and trust me. It’s almost enough to make me cum right there.

  “Go ahead, Two, touch him. Make him feel good. Feel what he’s feeling.” Watching Two run his fingers over One’s face, his eyes dilated and glassy, Two is there with us, his cock slowly hardening again. Young men recuperate really quickly, I chuckle evilly. He’ll cum again it seems. That will help him stay in the moment. Trust that I won’t do anything to hurt either of them.

  Slowly pushing my fingers in and out, I pour more lube over One’s crack, working a third finger in, pushing further and further, spreading my fingers wide to prepare him to be fucked. I’m so hard it hurts. Just the faith from my boys makes me throb. But this is about them. I have to stay in control, I need to show that control and love, I need to show Two that his faith is not misplaced. I’ll cum, I’ll make sure we all cum. But not yet.

  “Good boy. That’s right, push back. You know how.” One follows my directions, pushing back and relaxing as much as he can, lowering his face to Two’s leg, feeling so much that he shivers.

  “No, One. Lookup. You need to let Two see you, see your pleasure.”

  As soon as One raises his head, I push in and down, finding that spot that always pushes One to the edge.

  “Ungh...Oh god...Please, Master...Oh shit.” One knows he can’t cum yet, and it makes me push him to that edge harder. Looking up at Two his pupils are completely blown. He’s panting and so engrossed with what’s going on, he places his hands on One’s face, helping him to stay up like I said. Watching One’s face as he struggles not to cum, he sees the pleasure and pain One is feeling. He’s so quiet that I worry a bit.

  “Two? Are you okay? Do you see how much pleasure One is feeling? Tell me what you see.” When Two looks up at me his mouth is open, gasping for air as if he’s been running. It takes him a moment to swim out of the fog he’s in. He’s been buried under all the feelings that are going on. “I need you to tell me you're okay. Two, you need to tell me what’s going on with you.”

  “Master I… I don’t know… There’s so much. He likes it.” One laughs. “I more than like it, baby. I love it!” One leans over and kisses Two. He didn’t ask permission, but I let it go. I need Two to tell me he’s okay. Pushing my fingers back into One, I find his prostate and rub it again.

  “Ah... Oh God!”

  “Two, I need to know you’re all right.” Two watches as One’s eyes closed in ecstasy, throwing his head back and groaning loudly. He watches as One presses back against my fingers, shivering, with precum flowing onto his legs and the blanket beneath him.

  “Two!” His eyes fly up to mine immediately. “I want to see him finish. I need it, need to see it. He loves what you're doing Master and I...need to see it.” By the time Two finishes he’s barely whispering.

  Looking at One, watching the emotions and pleasure in his eyes, Two is more than okay. He wants this, needs to see One cum, has to see it, and feel it from One’s perspective.

  Pushing my fingers in one more time as I pour lube on my cock, I know I’ve dragged this out as far as I can. It isn’t just One, or Two that wants it, I need it. I’ve been throbbing forever it seems, and I can’t hold out any longer. Leaning over One’s back, I speak firmly. “One, you have to show Two how much you like this. I’m going to fuck you. He needs to watch.” Making eye contact with Two, I let him know I’m speaking to both of them.

  “You will not close your eyes, One. You will look at Two. You will trust him to be there for you, like you are for him, One. Show him how much you need help, because One…You will not cum until I say.” The moan that comes from One shocks Two. Looking in One’s eyes I know what he sees. One is holding on by a thread, and he’ll need help holding himself back. He’s pleading with Two, his eyes begging for help.

  “Two, it’s up to you to help him. I’m going to play with him, torture him with pleasure until he doesn’t think he can hold on any longer. I’ll be watching you, Two. I want you to help him. But when you just can’t take it anymore. When he can’t? When you need it so bad? You’ll beg, Two. You’ll beg me to let the both of you cum, because that’s what I want. Do you understand me? Tell me, Two.” Two is nodding, trying to put his thoughts into words.

  “Yes, Master, I understand. I can do this Master, I promise.” The look of determination in Two’s eyes makes me chuckle. I won’t give in until they really can’t stand it anymore. This is going to be fun.

  SMACK!!!

  ************* Two I won’t let Master down. And One is counting on me too. Looking into One’s eyes I scoot down, wanting to be able to touch One’s whole body. Needing to be able to tease him. Master is counting on me to tease One, bu
t One is depending on me to stop him before he comes, and begging Master before One breaks.

  Running my hands over One’s chest I feel the shudder go through him as Master presses his cock to One’s entrance. Placing my left hand on One’s cheek, watching the pain as well as pleasure cross his face, my right hand ghosts down his chest and abdomen. Tickling my fingers over One’s thighs, I can feel them tremble. Looking up at Master, I wonder if I can tell him something. Taking a chance I whisper to my Master.

  “One’s thighs are trembling. Can One rest on me, let him lay on my Legs, Master?”

  “Thank you for trusting me, Two. It means so much that you would let me know what you think One needs. It shows just how much you care for One. One lower your legs onto Two, but you will keep your upper body up. Rest on your elbows. You still need to look at Two. Do not close your eyes.”

  One lowers his lower body onto me, almost collapsing. His cock rubs against me, making me gasp. Master’s watching my face, and chuckling again.

  “I see why you wanted One on top of you, Two. Good boy, I want you to feel this, be a part of us. We’ll all cum together. Remember your promise, Two. Make One feel good. Make yourself feel good. But no one cums until I say.”

  I remember, nodding my head as I caress One’s chest. I’m running both hands gently across One’s shoulders. My fingernails scraping down his abdomen, as far as I can reach. Pushing my right hand down between our bodies I grab One’s cock at the same time as Master is thrusting all the way inside of One.

  “UNGH. Oh shit…Fuck...Oh God. I...” Looking into One’s eyes I can see he’s close, trying so hard not to cum. I remember what One did to me when I needed to be pulled back from the edge. One didn’t have foreskin to pinch, but maybe if I squeeze. Pulling hard on One’s cock, I use my left hand to grab One’s balls, squeezing firmly, but not too hard. Watching One’s face I can tell it helps. Master is holding still, waiting for One to relax and become more comfortable.

 

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