Page 36 of Their Little Helper

Harley’s milk was sweet and he was making the softest, cutest sounds as I eased the tightness in his chest. He sighed and whined, and stroked my head as he relaxed into the couch. “Oh, Daddy…”

Pokey squeezed my hips tight, fucking me harder the sweeter Harley got and the more I sucked. “That’s…you’re both so…God.”

Agreed.

I’d tell him how smart he was later, though.

For the moment, all I could focus on was how full I was and how thick he felt and how soft Harley’s nipple was as I sucked on his beautiful body. The perfect rhythm of it and the way they wereboth holding me quieted everything in my head and it was the closest thing to subspace I’d ever found outside of a scene.

As I floated on the overwhelming mix of pleasure, everything else faded and the fuzzy perfection wrapped around me like a blanket. I could feel Harley’s body under mine and feel my hands stroking over his chest. I could feel Santos filling me and holding me tight like he thought I’d float away…and I could feel my orgasm building like a wave getting ready to crash over all of us.

When it finally hit, it dragged me under and then the fireworks sent me flying. I loved the quiet they’d given me. I loved the feel of them wrapped around me. I loved the way they grounded me and made me wonderfully dirty as I floated away.

Pokey was stroking my back and Harley was nuzzling the top of my head as the real world tuned back in. I couldn’t help groaning and it made Pokey chuckle. “I think I found a way to turn off your brain.”

Smart and yet still a pain in the butt.

“I…” Harley’s voice dropped to a whisper. “I don’t know what to say but I’m glad you had fun.”

He was the sweetest boy ever.

“Thank you, baby.” I forced my head up and kissed his cheek. “You don’t have to figure out anything. You’re just going to cuddle me as I take care of your other side, then we’re going to give you a chance to play.”

His blush didn’t give me much to go on, but he wasn’t safewording which was a positive sign. “Would you like attention while I’m nursing on you or should we do them one at a time?”

Pokey muttered something about me being too assumptive, but it was too quiet for me to make out. So he knew he was wrong but just had to let it out anyway. Some men were just like that, though, so I didn’t take it personally.

“I…” Harley’s eyes widened but after a few seconds he nodded. “Green.”

Shoot.

My shirt.

“Good boy.” What was he green for, though? “You’re going to let me pick?”

Bingo…head nod.

I was so smart.

And I was going to remind Pokey of that fact once he stopped hiding his laughter against my back.

“I think that’s a wonderful way to handle the situation.” Especially if he liked both options. “I’m going to get you naked first.”

Sadly, that required me to move and Pokey’s grumbling said he agreed with me about that too. But once I was on the couch beside him, Pokey stopped his ridiculousness and moaned. “We’ve got such a sexy boy.”

“We’re very lucky.” I kissed our boy’s still pink cheeks and stroked my hand over his chest. “And there’s so many fun places to play with.”

Hmm…I shouldn’t be greedy.

“Do you want his cock or his chest?” Ha, I even remembered not to say breast or boob before I confirmed what Santos was comfortable with. I was a wonderful partner and was even patient while he blinked and thought.

Very patient.

But I was rewarded with an answer eventually.

I was incredibly patient.

“His cock.” Santos blinked again and looked up the line of Harley’s sexy body. “Eventually I want to kiss all over our boy, though.”

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