by M. A. Innes
I wished I could say that it was all my idea, but this one was all thanks to the internet and dirty books online. It was amazing what you could find when you started looking up book lists with the best gay sex scenes in them.
The book world was an interesting place.
A lot more interesting than I’d realized a month ago.
Cooper watched me intently as I walked over to the nightstand. It was just out of his line of sight, unless he got up and turned around completely, so my surprise wouldn’t be ruined quite yet. Setting the lube and condoms on the table, I picked up the last item and tucked my hand against my body.
Climbing onto the bed, I stretched out beside him, careful not to squish a now curious, but still sleepy Sawyer. “What happens to naughty boys, Cooper?”
The hitch in his breath could have been fear, but I knew it was desire. The subtle way he moved over Sawyer’s cock gave him away. “They need to be punished, Master.”
“That’s right. You said you wanted to be my good boy, didn’t you?” I waited just long enough to see Cooper nod before I continued. “So, do you know what I need you to ask me?”
He gave me another hesitant nod before shyly looking down and glancing back up through his lashes. “Will you spank me, Master, so I learn my lesson?”
Fuck.
It was hotter than I’d ever imagined.
I was definitely going back and reading everything else that author had written.
“Good boy.” Finally moving my arm, I brought out the wooden spoon I’d hidden away earlier. Cooper’s eyes widened, and he licked his lip.
As I brought the flat of the spoon to rest on one round cheek, I felt shivers racing through him. “I’ve been doing a lot of research on naughty boys and how to keep them in line. This is supposed to be very effective on willful boys who misbehave.”
Before Cooper could respond, I brought the spoon up and down, smacking his ass. I’d explored the idea thoroughly earlier in the week, and aside from feeling a little stupid because I’d been spanking my own ass, I knew I was doing it just hard enough to sting but not actually hurt.
I wanted him frantic and needy, not completely sunk into subspace or in pain.
Cooper arched up and gasped out in surprise but then melted into the bed. Swinging the spoon again, I started peppering his ass with stinging swats that had him writhing against Sawyer. The innocent act fell away as he moaned, and his hard cock thrust against Sawyer’s soft body.
All the wiggling and whimpering pulled Sawyer out of his stupor, but he didn’t seem to mind. He just let his fingers tease over Cooper’s back and down his crack as I spanked him. Cooper was caught between heaven and hell.
He loved being displayed and spanked.
He loved the painful pleasure that was radiating through him.
He wanted more.
He wanted to come.
But he knew begging for more wouldn’t get him what he wanted.
I felt Sawyer shift his legs as I rained the spoon down on Cooper’s pink bottom, and whatever Sawyer had done sent Cooper into overdrive. One last swat, one last teasing caress over his hole, and Cooper screamed out his pleasure, his orgasm crashing over him.
Keeping it going as long as possible, we teased at his hole and roughly kneaded his tender cheeks while he writhed and shook. When it was finally over, and he was like a rag doll draped across the bed, we changed to slow soothing caresses.
My touch was tender, but the words were heated and rough. “You were a very naughty boy, Cooper. You came without permission during your punishment.”
Cooper sighed and pouted, lifting his head to look at me. “Sawyer cheated.”
Trying not to laugh, I raised one eyebrow. “How?”
Cooper slumped down again, too tired to hold himself up. “He put my dick between his legs, and it was like I was fucking him. That’s cheating.”
“I don’t see how.” Shaking my head, I kept up the gentle sweeps of my hand over his skin. “You were told not to come. You knew the rule, didn’t you? We’ve talked about that before.”
He gave me a truly pathetic look that I didn’t believe for a second. “No, I’m not going to change my mind. I’m just going to have to think of another punishment for you later.”
That had his eyes widening. “Another one, Master?”
“Yes.” I sighed like he’d put me in a terrible position, but he didn’t seem to believe it. Evidently, I wasn’t as good an actor as he was. “I’m just going to have to think of a punishment that fits the naughty behavior I just saw.”
Cooper made a little whimpering noise but nodded, clearly curious about what would happen. “I’m sorry, Master.”
Flicking my finger over his tight hole, I nodded. “I know you are.”
Caressing circles around his sensitive opening, I kept up the teasing as I spoke. “Making sure you understand that you can’t be naughty is important. As your master, it’s my responsibility to make sure you think about the consequences of your actions.”
Easing the tip of one finger into his body, I kept up the sexy words. “Anytime you think about something wicked or naughty, I want you to remember your spanking and your punishment.”
Barely fucking him with one finger, I kept going. “You should be thinking about your master when you’re a naughty boy.”
Cooper moaned and his ass came up, clearly begging for more. I just kept up the maddeningly shallow thrusts while his desire started to stir again. “You’re going to think about me, won’t you, Cooper? You’ll think about me when you’re naughty?”
Nodding, clearly not sure what to say, Cooper gave me a needy look. “You said you were going to fuck me, Master. Was I so naughty you don’t want to slide your cock into me, Master?”
Fuck.
He was so good at that.
“You’ve already come, though. You’re going to be sensitive, and I won’t go easy on you.” Easing into him a little more, I knew he felt the stretch by the way his body moved, but his hips thrust back, trying for more, so I wasn’t worried.
“Please…you promised…” I wasn’t sure if he would come again or not, but the need in Cooper’s voice made my cock throb.
My sexy boys had gotten to come, but arousal was still pushing through me.
“As long as you realize that I’m going to fuck you long and hard and that you still have a punishment coming…” I left that part deliberately vague, but I knew exactly what I was going to do with my boy.
He was going to love it.
“Yes…please…” Cooper arched his ass up, moaning as his cock pulled free of Sawyer’s thighs.
Sawyer gave me a wicked grin, thoroughly enjoying the way he’d tormented Cooper. Sawyer was cuddly and calm but utterly devious when he wanted to get Cooper back. Life with my boys would never be dull.
Pulling away from Cooper, he whined as I left him empty but sighed in relief when he saw I what I was reaching for. Tossing the lube and condom on the mattress beside Cooper, I slid off the bed and started slowly stripping.
Cooper started to turn for a better view, but I shook my head. “No, I like the view I’ve got. Your pink ass is tempting and beautiful.”
He blushed but looked terribly pleased with himself, which I thought was cute. “That’s better. Arch it up for me again. Show me what you want.”
Sawyer didn’t seem to have any interest in making love with us, but he wasn’t going to wait on the sidelines. Reaching for the lube, he slicked up his fingers and eased one into Cooper. The erotic sight had me slowing down so it would last even longer.
Sawyer didn’t waste time teasing Cooper. He stretched and readied him until one finger quickly became two, and Cooper was begging for more. Sawyer had a wicked glint in his eyes as he teased Cooper. “You want to feel that stretch as Master sinks his cock in, don’t you?”
Cooper’s moan must have been a yes to him, because Sawyer nodded and kept talking and playing with Cooper’s full ass. “Then you’re going to have to wait for mor
e. Look at how hard he is for you. I bet you’re so ready. Master made you wait to come for days.”
No matter how long I wanted to make the sight last, eventually, I was naked. Climbing up onto the bed, I roughly shoved Cooper’s legs apart. As I knelt between them, Sawyer removed his fingers but left his hand resting on Cooper’s ass cheek, almost like he was displaying Cooper for me.
“He’s ready for you, Master.”
Hot. As. Fuck.
“Thank you. I think I’m going to have to find another reward for you.” Leaning over Cooper, I kissed Sawyer tenderly. “You’re so sweet to think of me.”
“I like helping my master.” Every time he said the word, it seemed to flow easier from him.
“Thank you, baby.” Moving away, I reached for the condom and in seconds had it stretched over my cock.
Sawyer gave me one last bit of help as he played with my cock, smearing the last of the lube over the condom. Fighting back a moan, I gave him a heated look that made him smile and settle back into the pillows. “I think Master’s ready for you, Coop.”
I was more than ready.
Thrusting into Cooper with one strong push, I loved the feel of his body clenching around my cock and the moan of pleasure that tore out of him. Sawyer reached under Cooper and another beautiful sound poured out of my needy boy. Guessing that he was playing with Cooper’s cock, I started moving in and out with long, slow strokes to send him even higher.
Cooper groaned and begged, pleaded for more and for Sawyer to stop teasing him. Sawyer was going to have to give me a detailed, hands-on explanation about what he was doing to Cooper, but that could wait.
When Cooper started to shake and his desperation to come grew more frantic, I knew we were both at the ends of our ropes. My own orgasm was threatening to burst through me, and I knew I couldn’t wait much longer. He felt too good around me, and his pleasure was too beautiful to resist.
Giving Sawyer a nod, I spanked Cooper’s ass and growled out the permission he’d wanted to hear for days. “Show me how good it feels. Come for me.”
The combination was too much for my worn out, frenzied boy. Cooper exploded, his body gripping my cock almost painfully as the pleasure rode through him in waves. Seeing his passion, I stopped fighting the desire that had been beating down on me.
My orgasm crashed over me, and I kept thrusting into him, wanting to keep us both flying higher and higher. When Cooper finally sagged down onto the bed, I let my softening dick slide out of him. He grunted at the feeling but closed his eyes, letting every muscle go slack as he relaxed.
I moved away just long enough to take care of the condom, throwing it into the trash can by the bed. Climbing back in with them and getting everyone settled was a chore. Cooper had no interest in actually getting off Sawyer. Sawyer was sleepy and not willing to move enough to shove Cooper off him. Both wanted covers though, and I wasn’t going to sleep without my boys wrapped around me.
I won.
Eventually.
When they were finally settled and reasonably clean, Cooper tucked into my side and Sawyer with his head on my chest, they yawned like the sleepy pups they were. Sawyer mumbled low, an exhausted happiness in his voice. “I’m so glad I don’t have to get up tomorrow.”
Cooper didn’t find that nice at all. “That’s mean.”
“Not my fault you have a morning shift.”
“No arguing. You’re both exhausted.” Giving them kisses as they settled down, I had to smile. They were young, but they were passionate and loving and so cute together that sometimes I wasn’t sure how I’d gotten lucky enough to find them.
As sleep fell over us, I heard Sawyer mumble, “I didn’t even get to see the movie.”
Chuckling, I rubbed slow circles on his back. “We’ll watch it again tomorrow.”
Cooper huffed and pushed his face into my shoulder. “Without me?”
“You didn’t even want to see it.” He’d been bored the entire time.
His face scrunched up, and he frowned. “That’s not the point.”
Smiling, I just shook my head. “That is the point, nut. Go to sleep. We’ll do something fun later this week when Sawyer has to work.”
Grinning like he’d won a huge reward, Cooper finally relaxed. “Yes, Master.”
“Cheeky pup.” I laughed as Cooper nodded.
“Pup time after work, Master?” Cooper yawned, and I felt Sawyer go still.
“If that’s what you want.” We had nothing else planned for Sunday, so it would be the perfect time for him to play.
“I want…” Cooper’s voice trailed off as he finally fell asleep.
Giving Sawyer another kiss, I pulled him close. “Don’t worry. I can hear your brain stirring around. You and I are going to curl up together while he goes crazy for balls and racing around. Maybe you can help me get a surprise ready for him.”
“A surprise?” Sawyer’s voice wasn’t as worried as I’d expected, so I took that to mean we’d made some progress. I just wasn’t sure if it was about him showing me his pup, or his accepting that I was fine with waiting until he was ready.
Either way, it didn’t matter.
Smiling, I nodded. “Yes. I’ll show you tomorrow when he’s not around to eavesdrop.”
Cooper sighed dramatically. “Meanies.”
“Bedtime for pups.”
As they finally relaxed, their breathing evening out into slow deep sounds that gave away how tired they really were, I couldn’t help but hope Cooper liked his surprise.
Chapter 7
Cooper
I caught the alarm before it started buzzing a third time, but as I stared at the phone, I couldn’t remember setting it. A chuckle came from beside me, and I rolled over in the darkness of the early morning to see Jackson grinning.
“You didn’t set the alarm.”
“Oh, well. That answers that question.” But then I thought of another. “When did you?”
He sighed and stretched, and the sexy expanse of chest was so tempting I brought my hand up and started running my fingers over the muscled plane. Jackson’s voice was quiet in the darkness. “I remembered after we fell asleep. Getting untangled from you guys in the middle of the night to go find your phone was a feat, let me tell you.”
Laughing softly, I leaned in and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Thank you.”
Taking the morning shift on Sunday was terrible, but trading with Mitch had given me Saturday off, so I wasn’t going to complain…well, not too much. Jackson rolled over and pulled me close. “You’re welcome. Let’s get out of here, so we don’t wake up Sawyer.”
Lifting my head to look over Jackson, I couldn’t help but smile as I looked at Sawyer’s sleeping form. “Okay. Are you sure you don’t want to go back to sleep?”
“No.” He leaned in and gave me a quiet, tender kiss. “I think I set it right so you had time to have coffee with me, didn’t I?”
Nodding, I couldn’t hide my smile. “Yes. You got it perfect.”
Even if he hadn’t, I would have figured out a way to make it work. I liked the way he did his best to find little bits of time to spend one-on-one with us. And I could tell Sawyer liked it too. When Jackson talked to him about them going out to dinner next week while I worked late, Sawyer had gotten an excited grin on his face and quickly agreed.
It seemed important to Jackson that he get to know both of us as individuals and work on those relationships as well as the one we all had together. I wasn’t sure if it was part of the reading and researching he was doing, or if it just seemed like a good idea to him, but we both appreciated it.
No matter if he realized it or not, it made us feel special.
One of Sawyer’s fears as we’d started talking about finding a master was that he might like one of us more than the other. Well, that didn’t seem to be a problem with Jackson. He liked Sawyer’s quiet, steady personality as much as he liked my fabulous excitement.
As we climbed out of the bed, Jackson took a second to make
sure Sawyer was tucked in and still sleeping before he moved away. He was so cute, but he had no idea why I was just grinning and watching him. Jackson grabbed a pair of cotton pants that were stacked on the dresser and tossed them to me before getting one for himself.
I bounced through the house once I had clothes on because coffee sounded delicious, and I couldn’t wait to spend a few minutes with Jackson. Of course, I wasn’t trying to figure out the best way to discover his secret or what wicked punishment he was planning on torturing me with.
It was going to be wonderful.
Jackson followed at a more reasonable pace, shaking his head and mumbling that it was too early to dance through the house. As I began making coffee and digging out a bagel, Jackson started getting out mugs and yummy things for the coffee.
When we were sitting down at the table with food for me and steaming cups of perfection for both of us, Jackson finally seemed to start actually waking up. “When do you come home?”
It was so cute, but he didn’t even seem to realize what he’d said, so I ignored it. “Around lunch. It’s a short shift.”
He nodded. “All right, then. We’ll wait to eat until you get home.”
Taking a sip, I thought about the best way to figure out his plans. Scheming helped my brain wake up. “So what’s the schedule for the afternoon? Didn’t you say you had some errands that we needed to run?”
I already knew the answer to this, but I was curious to see where the conversation would lead. Jackson shook his head and set down his cup. “No, I think I’m good. I know you said you guys needed to buy some groceries before you went back to your place, and I have a little bit of work to do on the books at some point. But there’s nothing else that I can think of. I figure we’ll just hang out later.”
It was good information, but nothing that I could work with.
“Were you and Sawyer going to watch the movie again today?” Maybe that would get things going.
“I think so. It was one he wanted to see, and I kept him…” Jackson grinned, “distracted.”