Page 15 of Milked

The fact this was Ryder’s first time touching a man sent waves of arousal through me. There was no greater turn-on than being his first. And although I had no intention of keeping Ryder, I wanted to make his first male sexual experience one to remember… in a good way.

“I shouldn’t be—”

Before he could finish, I saw Father headed our way from the corner of my eye. I turned to face him and grinned at his heated look. He was also tenting his shorts, like Ryder had.

“Shouldn’t be what?” he asked.

Ryder suddenly let go of my dick, fell back on his ass, and scrambled away from me.

“Oh, god! I’m so sorry… so sorry! I… I…”

“Relax, Ryder. I was quite enjoying the show.”

My stepfather stood behind me and thrust his hard cock against my bare ass before he grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back, pulling a deep groan from me.

I loved it when he owned and controlled me. If anyone could do whatever they wanted to me, it was Father. If he wanted to fist me, he could. If he wanted ten men to fuck me as he watched, I would do it. If he told me to jump out of a plane naked and make myself cum before I opened my parachute, I wouldn’t hesitate. I would give my life to him, and I would never tell him no. Father always made my heart beat at dangerous levels, and I loved him with all my being.

My neck strained with the forceful tug on my hair before he took my lips between his, thrusting his tongue into my mouth, showing Ryder and me who was truly the boss. Who knew how Ryder was reacting to it? I could only imagine what was going through his mind—confusion, no doubt. I didn’t even know Father had intended to consume me right then, so whatever he saw on his monitor must have set him off and sent him down to me.

“W-what’s going on? I don’t understand,” Ryder finally said, breaking us out of our spell.

Father rested his chin on my shoulder and wrapped a strong, tattooed arm around my front.

“We invited you to Finn’s birthday party for a reason. Yes, we wanted you here to help celebrate, but we also would like to make you a proposal. We couldn’t do that until we were certain of your interest in our Finn here, and… hopefully, me as well.”

Ryder gathered his knees against his chest, unable to look at us. I was afraid that once he knew of our plan, he’d probably freak out a little. But knowing he wanted me, I was certain I could talk him into this.

“W-why were you kissing your son?” he asked Father.

“Stepson.”

“I’m afraid it was me who kissed him first, Rye. Please do not believe for a second my stepfather had any hand in seducing me when I was young. That was all me, and it took quite a bit of convincing on my part. You see, I love him and always have… more than a son toward his father. I was a fully consenting adult at the time, and we are not related. But it was more than that.”

“A lot more,” Father agreed.

“That’s what this is? You’re seducing me?”

I wasn’t going to lie. “Yes. I needed to gauge your interest and sexuality first, but please know I wouldn’t have even bothered had I not been interested in you as well.”

I bent down, lifted my towel, and wrapped it around me again so I could talk to him without distractions. After sitting in front of him, cross-legged, I reached for his face and cupped his cheek. “Don’t feel like this is a bad thing. I know you haven’t been with a man before, so this probably shocks you a bit, but I invited you here because I want you.”

Thank fuck he didn’t pull away. His eyes were so confused, desperate for answers. I hadn’t wanted him to hurt, but perhaps I underestimated his naïveté.

“But you have him. Why would you want me, too?”

Father came and sat down next to us. “Because we are both attracted to you. Finn and I are open to exploring our sexuality. Bringing in a third man is new for us, but we would like to see where it takes us. Finn chose you, and I think he chose well.”

I grabbed Father’s hand and held it, loving him so much because whileIwould do anything for him, he would also do anything for me.

“We aren’t going to make you do anything you don’t want to. Your consent is everything. But I’d like you to really think about it,” I said before reaching for his hand as well, which rested on his thigh.

“But I want you to be aware this isn’t a permanent deal. This is new for Finn and me. We don’t know what to expect or what will happen, but we both trust you enough to ask. In return, you will be able to explore your sexuality openly, freely, and safely. Whatever you want to try, you can try with us. We will never shun you, shame you, or turn you away. Communication is very important to us.”

Ryder looked at Father with furrowed brows, and I squeezed his fingers, since he hadn’t let go of my hand.

“But why didn’t you just ask me? Why the seduction? I feel a little tricked,” he asked honestly, and a good sign of open communication.

“Perhaps we should’ve,” I replied. “But how would you have reacted if we asked you outright? Plus, we weren’t one hundred percent certain you were even into men. And maybe you would’ve thought Knox, your boss, was sexually harassing you.”

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