by D. J. Heart
It’s been wonderful, having nothing to do but work out, relax and spend time with his mates. He feels better and less stressed than he has in ages. On the other hand, Peter has knotted him every day since Evan arrived, and his ass hurts. He’s not an omega, and pretty soon he’s going to have to put his foot down.
“So how will it work?” Chad asks. It’s nice of Peter to let Evan go to school, but Chad doesn’t think it’s really necessary. Then again, Evan seems thrilled, so maybe Chad doesn’t have a clue.
“How will what work?” Peter asks, looking at him and Evan with heavy lidded eyes. Chad’s cock stiffens, the atmosphere in the room suddenly dense with the promise of sex.
“Evan. Going to school…” Chad says, spreading his legs, grabbing the bulge of his cock through his sweats and squeezing his hard length as Peter watches intently.
“We’ll hire a bodyguard to go with him, make sure he doesn’t get into any trouble,” Peter says. Chad relaxes a little, the idea of Evan on his own making him feel ill at ease. Not that he wants some stranger looking after him, but if he’s going to go to school, Chad will feel better if someone they trust is taking care of him.
“A bodyguard?” Evan asks, looking up from Chad’s laptop.
Peter nods. “We’ll find someone you get along with. A beta, most likely.”
Evan nods thoughtfully, head stilling as his eyes land on Chad’s crotch. The scent of slick and aroused omega, by now a familiar scent, suddenly permeates the room. Evan closes Chad’s laptop and puts it down on the sofa, looking from Chad to Peter with a smile on his face. He bites his lip, sliding towards the edge of his seat so that he can be ready when Peter lets him know who to crawl to first.
Peter is the boss, but he’s unpredictable. Sometimes he likes to watch Evan service Chad with his mouth - jerking off as they put on a show for him - while other times he forces Chad to wait until he’s done knotting Evan before letting him get in on the action.
Usually, however, Peter will take Evan’s ass while Chad has his first orgasm in his mouth. Then they’ll switch, with Peter either taking Evan’s mouth or Chad’s ass.
“Go to Chad,” Peter says, kneading the bulge in his suit with a steady hand. Evan swallows loudly and nods, sinking to the floor and crawling into the V of Chad’s thighs. He leans into Chad’s knee, dragging his face up Chad’s thigh until he’s pressing down on on his bulge with his mouth.
It’s hot as fuck, Evan mouthing at his cock through his sweats as Chad grips his hair and holds him in place.
“You want my cock?” Chad asks, grabbing the base of his shaft through his pants and giving his shaft a little shake, pushing it into Evan’s face.
“Yes please,” Evan says, looking up at him through his lashes as he sticks out his tongue and licks Chad’s bulge.
“Evan, come here,” Peter says, making both Chad and Evan freeze before Evan hurries to obey. Peter spreads his legs, his suit pulled tight over his muscular thighs and his cock making an obscene bulge along his hip.
Evan crawls between Peter’s legs, resting his face down on his bulge and holding still, waiting for Peter to direct him. Peter doesn’t acknowledge him, reaching up and undoing his tie and sliding it off his neck and twisting it around his fist.
Evan is completely still, looking small and vulnerable between Peter’s massive legs as the alpha finally deign to look down at him.
“Hold out your hands,” he says, and Chad’s balls feel immediately tight at his words. So far Peter has kept things vanilla between the three of them, the sex rough and hot, but not really kinky. Chad should have known Peter wouldn’t be happy with that for long. Would eventually start adding spice.
Chad knows how it’s going to go. Peter will start small - get Evan used to having his wrists tied, or being blindfolded - and only go further once Evan is comfortable and feels safe with everything Peter does. Chad knows, because it’s how Peter trained him to like the feel of rope on his skin and the bite of leather on his back.
It starts with a tie fastened around Evan’s wrists, but it ends with the boy strung up from the ceiling as Peter flogs him until he’s feral with pleasure. Chad can hardly wait.
Evan sits up on his knees, lifting his face off Peter’s bulge and holding up his hands. Peter takes his wrists and pin them together with his palms laid flat.
“I’m going to tie your wrists together,” Peter warns, letting go of Evan’s wrists and taking his tie in both hands, tying it in place. Evan stares at the dark blue silk wrapped around his wrists, a look of shocked arousal on his face. Peter pushes his bound hands down, leaning down to kiss him on the lips before pulling back and leaning back in the couch.
“Go back to Chad and make him come,” Peter commands, hand going back to his cock. Evan sits frozen for a moment, then crawls back to Chad. His bound wrists make his usual sinuous crawling impossible, but he manages to get across the floor and back into the space between Chad’s legs without problem.
“No hands,” Chad commands, Evan reaching up his bound wrists to free Chad’s cock. Chad leans back, spreading his thighs as wide as they’ll go and pushing down to the edge of the couch. Evan looks at his bulge with thoughtful arousal, a sexy smile curving his lip as he reaches his face down and grabs the hem of Chad's sweats with his teeth and pulls.
Chad lifts his ass of the couch to help, his cock springing free with a bounce against his abs before coming to rest in front of Evan’s fave. Evan lets go of his sweats, opening his mouth and and angling his head so that he can catch it in his mouth.
Chad grabs his cock and swings it away just before Evan catches the head, smacking it down on the omega’s cheek. Evan startles, looking indignant and hot, making another attempt to catch the big shaft with his mouth. His head bobs around, chasing Chad’s cock as he swings it back and forth, keeping it just out of reach.
Chad almost lets him get it, but swings his big rod away at the last minute, slapping it down on Evan’s cheek again. It connects with a loud smack, leaving a red imprint on Evan’s cheek.
Narrowing his eyes, Evan still and opens his mouth, leaving it up to Chad what he will do. Grinning, Chad grabs Evan by the hair and tilts his head up as he drags the tip of his cock all over his face, plopping it into his mouth to get it wet before pulling right back out, smearing Evan’s face with pre-come and spit.
Evan’s face is shiny and flushed, his mouth parted and eyes heavy with arousal. Chad reaches down and wipes some slobber off his chin, pushing it back into the omega’s mouth with his thumb,
Chad feels a pull on his balls when Evan closes his lips over the thumb, sucking it greedily and working the blunt digit with his tongue. Chad pulls his finger out, cock demanding the same treatment.
“You win,” he says with a laugh, still holding him by the hair as he pushes the fat head of his cock past Evan’s lips. It feels amazing, the omega sucking him down with an enthusiasm that is unmatched in Chad’s sexual history. Mouth hot and tight, Evan takes his length and swallows it down his throat, pushing past his gag reflex with relentless determination.
“Fuck his face,” Peter commands, Evan humming around his cock, the sweet vibrations pushing him towards shooting his load.
“Yes, Sir,” Chad agrees, pushing off the couch as he holds Evan tight over his cock. He spins them both around, letting Evan’s head rest on the edge of the couch as he straddles the omega’s body and gets ready to fuck his skull.
“You have sixty seconds to come or you don’t come at all. Starting… now.” Peter’s voice is deep and intense, and Chad has no doubt that he means business. He pushes in as deep as he can go, knot filling Evan’s mouth as his balls rest on the omega’s chin before he pulls out and slams back in.
Since he only has sixty seconds he doesn’t worry about letting Evan breathe. He pumps the length of his cock down Evan’s throat, hips slamming into his face, pubes mashing down against his nose each time he bottoms out. It’s rough and intense, and Chad knows that if he doesn’t come now he’s fucked
. Probably literally.
Luckily Evan is completely on board with everything that’s happening. He works Chad’s shaft with his tongue as best he can, humming as Chad fucks into his throat. When he lifts his bound hands up and grabs Chad’s balls, the tentative touch sends Chad careening off the edge. He pulls out of Evan’s mouth with a roar, blasting the boy’s face with thick ropes of come, painting his face white as his knot inflates in the vain hope of catching in Evan’s ass.
Evan gasps for breath, looking up at him with a wrecked expression, mouth curved in a huge grin. Come is dripping down his cheek, but he’s caught most of Chad’s load in his mouth. Maintaining eye contact, making sure Chad can see what he’s doing, he swallows the load with a gulp.
It’s so hot Chad almost shoots his load again.
“Lick your load off his face,” Peter orders, and Chad feels a flush of shame at being ordered to do something so dirty. He should be making Evan eat the rest of his load, scooping it off his face and pushing it into his mouth with his fingers. But the idea of licking up his own come is also pretty hot... in a taboo way he would never admit. Like when Peter pisses on him or fists his ass. It’s something he shouldn’t enjoy, but does.
So, obeying Peter with a flush of dirty excitement, Chad bends down in front of his omega and grabs his jaw in the palm of his hand, leaning in and licking a stripe up the side of his face. The taste of himself is bland and salty, inoffensive except for the knowledge of what it is.
“Good boy,” Peter praises him, and Chad is startled to hear the alpha’s voice right in his ear. He jumps, looking over his shoulder to see Peter crouched down behind him, naked as the day he was born. Peter grabs him by the hips, pulling him back and pinning him against his chest, kissing his neck tenderly before biting down hard.
“Fuck!” Chad yelps, Peter’s teeth brutal and hot, the alpha’s hold on his body impossible to break. Knot throbbing, still huge and engorged, Chad relaxes back into Peter’s embrace and lets himself be marked. Evan stares at them with wide eyes, breathing fast as he unconsciously palms the crotch of his pants where his hard little dick is straining against the fabric.
Peter lets go of Chad’s neck, his neck throbbing with pain. It feels wet, but he knows that it’s just spit. Peter loves biting him, but he never breaks the skin. At least not without asking first, and even then he takes care to have supplies ready to sanitize the wound.
“Tell me what you want,” Peter demands of Evan, staring at him and rising up off the floor. He towers over both Evan and Chad, cock erect and huge as he looks down at them like a ruler surveying his loyal subjects.
“I want… I want you knot,” Evan says breathlessly, pupils blown wide, his voice tinged with the beginnings of his heat.
Just two days ago the mere promise of sex would have Evan going into heat, but now that he’s getting used to Chad and Peter he has more control. On the one hand it’s a good thing - meaning that Evan is bonding with them, settling into their relationship without any problems, but on the other hand… Chad liked how easy it was to send the boy into a frenzied spiral of arousal by simply pulling him in for a hug.
“Chad, take off his clothes and re-tie his hands behind his back,” Peter orders, the order delivered with his usual cool control. Both Evan and Chad shiver with excitement.
Chad undresses Evan quickly, pulling down his slick soaked pants and ripping off his shirt, before gathering his wrists behind his back and tying them tight.
Evan is taking to bondage like a duck to water, offering no objections to being bound. And, more importantly, he doesn’t seem the least bit scared to be rendered even more helpless to his alphas.
“Good boy,” Peter says, bending down. He lifts Evan up on the couch, setting him down with his ass up, resting on his knees and chest, hands pushes out of the way by Peter’s tie.
“Ugh!” Evan cries as Peter folds three fingers together and pushes them past his rim. Chad watches as Peter scissors Evan open with rough movements, making quick work of it. Now that he’s no longer a virgin, Evan’s body has adapted and needs hardly any prep at all. It’s amazing how easily he takes them, yet how tight his ass feels around their knots.
“I’m going to fuck you hard, Evan. If it’s too much I want you to say the word red. Do you understand?”
Chad feels a thrum of excitement, remembering the first time Peter gave him a safeword. That fuck had been brutal, and he’d wanted to use the word and held back in an effort to please his new alpha. To say that Peter was displeased was an understatement. Chad had wanted to curl up and die, the lecture Peter gave delivered with such cold fury that Chad has never tried to be tough for him again.
“He means it, OK?” Chad says, bending down and speaking directly into Evan’s ear. The omega holds his breath, and Chad wonders if he knows about safewords and understands what Peter is trying to do. “If you stop enjoying it and you don’t use the word, he’ll be furious. Trust me, I know.”
“OK. I understand,” Evan says, sounding convinced.
“What do you say if it’s too much?” Peter asks, gripping Evan’s hips in preparation for fucking the living daylights out of him.
“Red, Peter,” Evan says, voice firm and resolute. It sounds adorable, coming out of an omega who’s bound up and about to be pounded by an alpha like Peter.
“Very good. Chad is right, if you need to use it and you don’t, I will be very upset with you. Now, are you ready?”
Evan takes a deep breath, a small shudder running through his body before he answers. “I’m ready, Peter.”
And that’s it. Peter slams his cock home, grabbing Evan’s bound arms over his wrists and using the grip for leverage as he slams his cock deep into the omega’s ass, the sound of his hips crashing into Evan’s ass like he’s smacking the shit out of him.
Evan cries out in surprise, grunting with each thrust. Chad watches with bated breath, amazed that Evan can take the rough handling. Wanting to fuck him like this himself.
Impossibly, Peter gets rougher as it becomes clear that Evan can take it. It’s a brutal display of dominance and submission, Evan yielding to Peter’s cock in his ass like the ideal omega.
“Good boy,” Peter growls, slamming his cock in deep a final time, dropping down on Evan’s back as he comes hard. Evan grunts at the weight on his back, chest sliding down the couch so that he’s lying down flat, Peter laying on top of him.
“You OK?” Peter asks, rolling them around and sitting up, Evan impaled on his knot and seated on his lap.
Evan only nods, resting his head back on Peter’s chest as he closes his eyes. He looks fucked out and happy as shit, lips stretched in a self satisfied grin.
“That was hot,” Chad says, cock achingly hard once again and ready to go another round. Peter gives him a self satisfied smile.
“It’s your turn next, boy,” he says, voice dripping with dominance. Chad’s stomach fills with butterflies at the dark promise, his balls pulling up in pleasure. His ass can’t take that kind of pounding. Would Peter really try?
Peter laughs, and Chad wonders what kind of expressions are dancing across his face. The idea of being dominated so thoroughly is both hot, scary and intensely disturbing.
“I meant it will be your turn to fuck him, Chad. Though if you want…” Peter’s look is positively devious and Chad blushes in embarrassment. He’d thought Peter meant… well. He’s glad he misunderstood. Sort of.
“We’ll come back to it,” Peter says, voice full of promise. Chad shivers in anticipation.
“I want to come,” Evan announces, interrupting Peter and Chad’s moment. Chad looks down at him, a little surprised at the blunt request. Evan seems surprised too, blushing hotly.
“Try again,” Peter says, putting a hand over the boy’s abs, fingers splayed wide. His voice is stern and Evan shrinks in on himself.
“He means you have to say please,” Chad explains, taking a hold of Evan’s knees and sliding up his thighs until he’s framing the boy’s crotch with hi
s large mitts. Breath hitching, Evan looks up at Peter over his shoulder.
“Can I please come?” he asks, adorable and hopeful. Peter smiles down at him with a kindly smile, the hand on his lower stomach sliding down to curl around Evan’s cock. Peter’s fist is so large that Evan’s cock disappears inside it, and when Peter starts squeezing down and jerking the little length off, Evan writhes in pleasure as his eyes roll back in his head. Chad leans down and licks over the omega’s balls, tongue moving further down until he’s swiping at the boy’s rim, licking along the base of Peter’s cock.
Both Peter and Evan jump, Evan shooting his load into the alpha’s hand. Peter brings his dirtied palm up to Evan’s mouth and makes him lick it.
After about half an hour Peter’s knot goes down and he pushes Evan off his lap, untying his wrists from behind his back before handing him over to Chad.
“Your turn,” he says, and sits down on the couch to watch as Chad pushes Evan down on the floor and prepares to mount him.