by Kris Cook
“Do you want me to tie you up?”
“Yes, sir.”
Dustin’s eyes widened. Then she spotted something else in them. Lust.
“Would you like Dustin to tie up your legs?”
“Yes, sir.”
“This is nuts.” He sounded outraged and confused, but she detected something else, perhaps a hint of curiosity.
“Maybe, but if we can get past her fears, her life will be much better.”
“Alright. I’ll play along. For now.”
“Good. You won’t be disappointed.”
Dustin tied her legs and Clint tied her wrists.
Clint leaned in and whispered. “Did you think we were going to fuck you in the chair? Wrong. You’re going to watch Dustin and I fuck.”
Her heart jumped up in her throat.
“B-But—”
Clint kissed her quiet.
She’d learned so much about herself from him. Could he be right that she could handle more?
Dustin looked at her, hesitation evident on his face.
“Are you sure about this, darlin?”
Beth nodded, but she wasn’t sure.
“Okay. Clint, what do we do to her now?”
“Nothing. We’re going to give her a show.”
“You mean—”
“Yes. She needs to watch you and I have sex. It’s the only way she can break down her barriers. Beth thinks jealousy will ruin a chance with us. I don’t believe it.”
“How far are we going with this?”
“As far as it takes.” Clint turned back to her. “You remember our safe word?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Dustin, you can end this too, should you chose. If Beth or any of us say ‘lobster,’ everything ends.”
“I think this has gone too far. Maybe I should say it right now.”
“Dustin, she needs this. You love her, don’t you?”
“Of course I do.”
“Plus, you and I need this. The oral you and I enjoyed last night was great, but there is so much more to explore. You experimented in college, but that was just experimentation. I have no experience at all. If the three of us have any chance of making this work, I think we have to try this.”
“I really want it to work. I think the three of us have something incredible. It’s just hard for me to see someone I love tied up.”
Dustin loved her. Clint loved her. She loved them. But was that enough to make it work?
“Do you love me, Dustin?” Clint asked.
Instead of answering, Dustin walked over and planted a kiss on him.
Beth’s insides flip-flopped. What if Clint’s plan didn’t work and her jealousy severed any chance of a future with them? So be it. She trusted him. One way or another, she’d see this through.
Clint took Dustin’s hand and walked him over to her bed. The two muscled men looked amazing. Beth squeezed her thighs together. To end it, all she needed to do was say the safe word. Instead, she fixed her gaze on the two men about to make love.
They knelt on the bed, facing each other, their cocks touching. They kissed. Hands wandered over backs, chests, arms, legs, and asses. They pulled on each other, bringing each other closer, tighter.
Dustin dropped his mouth to Clint’s neck and sucked. Beth felt shivers run up her spine.
A moan escaped from Clint. His pleasure added to her want. He cupped Dustin’s balls.
Dustin leaned back. “Want to suck on me?”
“God, yes.”
Dustin rolled onto his back, his dick fully erect.
Clint leaned down and licked the tip of Dustin’s cock.
Beth smiled. She trained him well. Then the doubts rose up in her. Could she really handle this display? Clint thought she could, but she wasn’t so sure.
She blinked as he swallowed Dustin’s dick and continued fondling his balls. Dustin’s eyes closed and licked his lips. The show reached into her, pulled at her. She loved seeing these men caring for each other sexually. They’d both been in denial. Clint was afraid of admitting his desire, and Dustin unwilling to see the truth. Now they both were free to explore and enjoy each other.
Could she be free, too?
Dustin began fisting the sheets. Clint’s mouth must’ve been pushing him to scream out in pure lust.
“Stop, Clint. God, you’re good at that. I want to taste your cock, too. How about a little sixty-nine?”
He nodded and positioned himself to comply.
From Beth’s position, she could easily view all of it. Clint’s oral care began again on Dustin’s dick. Dustin looked over at her and smiled. Next, his lips slid down Clint’s cock. A wonderful warmth curled inside her channel.
Dustin’s hand reached around Clint’s backside. She watched as the tip of his finger went between Clint’s ass cheeks. Beth sighed. Her body couldn’t stay still.
Their frenzy increased with each stroke on the other. Something rose inside her, something other than the jealousy she’d expected.
“Beth, you want to see more?” Clint asked.
“Yes, sir.”
She wanted these men to experience the full pleasures they could give one another, to give themselves completely to each other…with or without her watching. Beth also knew that she wanted them together and alone. How hypocritical of her to expect something different from them when it came to her.
“Would you like to see us fuck each other?” Dustin smiled.
Clint turned to Dustin. They looked at each other, then back to her.
“Is that what you want, Beth?” Clint asked.
“Yes, sir.”
He laughed. Then he turned back to Dustin. “I’m game if you are.”
Dustin smiled and kissed Clint.
Beth’s excitement grew, imagining how each of them would feel begin so connected to each other.
“Who first?” Clint asked.
“There’s only one way to decide: rock, paper, scissors.”
They both laughed, and Beth stifled her own giggle.
Dustin and Clint’s fists went to their palms once, twice…the third time the result appeared. Clint formed his hand in the shape of paper, Dustin in the form of scissors. Being the winner, the cowboy donned a condom.
Clint reached into his black bag and brought out a bottle. He popped the lid open and squeezed some lubricant into his hand. “Lie down, Dustin.”
Instantly, the cowboy fell back on the mattress, legs outstretched, cock hard and ready.
With his moistened hand, Clint stroked Dustin’s cock, slicking it up with the lube. Then he reached around his own backside with his lubricated hand and circled his entrance. Beth watched as his index finger disappeared into him while his other hand stroked Dustin’s dick.
“O-Oh.” Clint moaned.
Beth’s ached grew. She wanted more. Needed more.
Another finger went in. Then a third. All the while pumping Dustin’s hard cock, which would take the place of his own digits.
Clint moved one knee over Dustin, straddling him. His ass hovered over Dustin’s dick. Then he moved down over the tip of it.
Clint jerked back up. “I’m not sure that I can do this.”
“Sure you can. Relax.” Dustin began stroking Clint’s dick. “Spread your cheeks wide. That’s good. Now, just tease your hole with my tip, don’t slip it in yet.”
She watched as Clint followed Dustin’s instructions.
“Perfect. Try to push down on it, just a fraction.”
“Okay. I’ll try.” Clint’s eyes closed. He writhed over Dustin.
“Yes. Feels so good.”
When Clint’s eyes popped open, she realized Dustin’s dick had pierced past his ring. “It’s in, Dustin. Your dick is inside me.”
“Inside, yes. But there’s more.”
“I know.”
After a minute, Clint started up and down Dustin’s dick. Short strokes.
“Darlin, if he keeps this up much longer, I’m going to go crazy.”
“Yes, sir.”
Beth watched the thin layer of sweat build up on both men.
“Clint, how does it feel with my cock inside you?”
“Fucking amazing.”
“Are you ready to take all of it into your tight hole?”
Clint didn’t answer, but slid down until the full length of Dustin’s dick went inside him. Beth watched Clint’s back arch and his head tilt.
“Breathe. That pain is temporary.”
Shortly, she watched as Clint’s shoulders relaxed.
“When you’re ready to let me take the driver’s seat, pinch my nipples to let me know.”
Clint nodded, but didn’t move.
Shortly, Clint’s breathing sped up. He looked over at her and smiled. Leaning down, he kissed Dustin. Then he sat up and pinched his lover’s nipples.
Dustin didn’t hesitate. Lifting his hips from the mattress, he sunk his cock into Clint backside.
“O-Oh God!” Clint’s shout seemed to vibrate in her body.
Dustin continued his assault into Clint’s body. Clint matched Dustin’s strokes with his own up-and-down motion, faster and faster.
Beth imagined how every inch of Dustin inside Clint must’ve felt. Amazing. Stretching. Thrilling. When Clint slammed down on him, Dustin’s balls jumped.
Over and over. Up and down. The show drove her wild. Her body buzzed, her want expanded.
“Dustin, I want you on top of me.” Clint rolled off of him, and stretched out face down onto the bed.
Dustin climbed on top of him. “You ready?”
Clint fisted the sheets. “Yes.”
Guiding his cock into his lover with one hand, Dustin held Clint’s shoulder with the other.
“God, you’re so fucking tight. Clint, if you want to drive me crazy, clench my dick with your insides.”
Beth relished watching them make love. She would never tire of it. Ever.
“That’s it, pardner.” Dustin’s voice resonated with excitement.
At first, Dustin’s strokes were slow, then faster.
Clint’s body responded. He rocked with him, stroke for stroke. The sight of them fucking each other charged her up. She writhed on the chair, her body hot with desire.
Beth couldn’t help herself. “Deeper, Dustin.”
“Listen to Beth. Fuck me hard.”
Dustin’s motion changed to slamming strokes. Deep. Hard. Powerful. Clint took all of him.
“I-I’m c-coming.”
“Do it.” Clint closed his eyes.
Beth savored the moment as Dustin came. Shortly, his body sagged, spent from his release.
Clint stared at her and smiled. “Don’t pull out, yet. Let’s both roll on our sides, so I can face Beth.”
She got an eyeful. Clint’s cock was still rock-hard. With Dustin’s dick still inside him, Clint began fisting his dick. Dustin reached around and tweaked Clint’s nipples. In less than a minute, white liquid shot out of Clint’s cock. He turned his head back to Dustin, and they kissed again.
Her insides surged with sexual hunger.
She wanted them to express their love for each other, to fuck wherever and whenever, no matter if she watched or not.
Clint turned back to her. “I knew you could take it.”
“Yes, sir.”
“I’m not so sure,” Dustin teased.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, she’s not seen you fuck me yet.”
“Later, I promise. First, I want to hear her say what she’s really feeling. Speak freely, sweetheart.”
“You can fuck each other all you want. But if you don’t fuck me pretty soon, I think I’m going to explode in flames right here and now.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Should we believe her, Dustin?”
“I think so.”
“Would you like to see how she responds to my kind of expertise? You’d like it, I think.”
Desire shot up inside her. “Yes, sir. Please, sir.” She wanted more. Wanted them.
Dustin hopped off the bed. His hand moved up her thighs. “Tell me more about this, Clint. If she loves being dominated, I’m game.”
Electricity pulsed through her. “I want you. I do.”
“Did I say you could speak?” Clint barked.
“No, sir.”
“I’ll let that pass for now, but don’t let it happen again. Understand?”
“Yes, sir.”
Clint pulled out a vibrator from his bag.
“You have to earn this. If you do, I’ll put it inside you, slow and easy.”
“Okay.”
“You spoke without being given permission.” Clint winked at her. “Dustin, pinch her hard. You need to let her know that we expect nothing but her absolute submission.”
He nodded and tweaked her nipples. The sensation felt amazing.
“Too soft. Make her really understand that she can’t speak without our consent.”
Dustin clamped down harder.
Beth winced, the pain mixing with intense pleasure.
He jumped back. “Sorry.”
How could she make him understand? She wanted this, needed it.
“Look at her, Dustin. She’s responding.”
Good. Clint would help him, like he’d helped her to understand.
“Our dominance over her is about her, not us.” Clint walked over and patted Dustin on the back. “We get her to go deeper into her sensuality, to let go of her logic, her control, and she gets to experience pleasure beyond her imagination. Look at her. That’s our reward.”
Dustin’s gaze locked on her, his eyes showing he battled with the idea. How could she make him understand? She must depend on Clint to do that.
“Ask her yourself if you don’t believe me.” Clint switched the vibrator off.
“Darlin, do you really enjoy this?”
“Yes, sir.”
Dustin smiled. “I can’t deny how sexy you look tied up. I never thought I’d like such a thing, but I do. Watching you squirm on the chair drives me crazy. Okay, Clint. Lead the way.”
* * * *
Previously, Clint had only trained women to be bottoms. Tonight, he enjoyed instructing Dustin in the ways of dominance.
He watched Dustin work Beth over, still restrained to the chair. The man was a natural Dom. Over and over, he demanded she beg him to fuck her. She obeyed quickly. No internal deliberation. Just complete abandon and desire.
Dustin’s fingers circled her clit while his other hand tweaked her nipple.
“You’ve been very bad, Beth. Did you get off watching me fuck Clint?”
“Yes, sir.”
A massive pulse of longing rushed through him as Dustin bit down on Beth’s other nipple. Clint watched her head tilt back in response. His dick hardened again.
He walked over and handed the vibrator to Dustin.
“Slip this into her. Get her good and ready for our dicks.”
“Great idea.”
Dustin eased the toy into Beth. She didn’t utter a sound, looking so sexy as she bit her lip.
“You like this in you, darlin?”
“Yes, sir. I do like it.”
“Beth, you broke a rule, ” Clint informed.
She stared at him, her face filled with confusion.
“You will be punished for saying I do like it. Not something you’ve been given permission to say.”
Clearly, Beth’s shivers came from excitement.
“Punishment?” Dustin asked.
“Untie her.”
“Then what?” Dustin released her ties.
“You’re about to find out. Stand up, Beth.”
Instantly, she obeyed him and stood up.
“Dustin, sit down in the chair and bend her over your knee.”
“Okay, buddy.” His cock stood up at attention.
Clint enjoyed seeing Beth’s body draped over Dustin’s lap. “Later, you’ll get to use my paddle, but first, your hand will have to suffice. Get that ass nic
e and red.”
Dustin began slapping her backside. Clint watched her lip quiver. She didn’t make a sound. What an amazing woman.
Dustin slapped her cheeks until they burned bright pink.
Clint stroked his dick, excited, thinking about plunging it into Beth’s pussy. “Beth, get on your knees, now.”
“Yes, sir.” She slid off of Dustin.
He stood up and walked in front of her. “Suck my dick.”
She went down on him and pumped him with her hot mouth.
Clint took one of his vibrators from his black bag and gave it to Dustin. “Tease her ass with this.”
He took it, turned it on, and began working her over from behind. Clint could tell she liked the treatment as her lips tightened on his dick. Beth hiked her ass up to give Dustin better access.
Her eyes were closed. She looked amazing. Clint felt good, strong, protective…connected.
“Dustin, you getting her hot and bothered back there?”
“I am.”
“Cup my balls, Beth.”
She obeyed immediately. That pleased him.
He loved her touch, his softness, her compliance. “She’s hot, isn’t she, Dustin?”
“Yes, she is.”
“Should we fuck her? I’m not sure she’s ready yet. What do you think?”
Dustin’s lust-filled eyes fixed on her naked body. “She’s ready. Aren’t you, Beth?”
Her mouth stopped her oral treatment on him. “Yes, sir.”
Clint moved to the bed and guided her on top of him. Her swollen folds rubbed against his dick and electric heat rolled through him. “Dustin, eat her ass out, and get her ready for your dick, while I fuck her pussy.”
Dustin dove down to her backside. Her soft, inviting body against his mustered more lust, more heat, more passion. Everything about her thrilled him.
She tilted her head to look at him. Her blue eyes bright and alive with lust. His body responded with sweltering hunger. He wanted to satisfy her so thoroughly, so completely that she would have to agree to be with him and Dustin.
Clint guided his cock into her mound.
“O-Oh.”
“Go ahead, sweetheart. Say anything you want now.”
“Thank you. Pressure. I love it.”
“Tighten that pussy around my dick. That’s it. God that feels good. You like what Dustin’s doing?”
“Yes, sir.”
He felt her tremble against his skin. “Dustin, is she ready for your dick?”