Page 37 of Yours
Chapter 11
Dare
They were beautiful.
Scott’s pure abandon as he squirmed and whimpered…Ryan’s wide-eyed desire and unspoken love for Scott…they were beautiful.
As I sent Scott higher, teasing his sensitive nipples and letting my fingers rub right by his cock without actually touching it, he made sweet begging sounds and frantic noises. He was so needy and desperate for more, I wanted to give him everything.
That would have to wait, though. One step at a time.
Ryan seemed to be enjoying Scott’s desire as much as I was. I had to think that the chance for Ryan to finally touch and start to explore Scott while still being under my control was making him even more turned on. As sweet and perfect for each other as they were, they needed someone to give them a push and to give them the control they craved.
As much as I wanted it to last, Scott was right on the edge and was barely hanging on. He’d been honest that he loved having his nipples played with, but as he moaned and writhed, I thought it was more than that.
When I released his nipple and looked up, Scott managed to catch his breath enough to focus on me, but Ryan was still a thorough distraction. Scott’s eyes were glazed with desire and even though he hadn’t gotten to come yet, there was a satisfied look that said he’d never been happier.
“We’re going to keep playing with you until you come. No hands on your cock. No tight ass wrapped around it. No hard dick sliding into you. Just these sensitive nipples under my command.” I wasn’t sure if it was the reminder of what else could happen or the fact that he’d submitted to me, but it seemed to shred the last of his threadbare control.
As I leaned back in and bit down on his tender nub, he cried out and bucked up into me. Ryan moaned and I could feel his body move as he sucked harder on Scott. Watching them together was incredible. Scott glanced down at us, and it must have been too much because he gasped out and shook.
We kept up the overwhelming flood of sensation as he thrust up and came.
Maybe I should have stripped him down, but it hadn’t been planned and we hadn’t talked about how far he was willing to go, so it wouldn’t have been fair. Those were conversations that needed to be had when he could think clearly and focus, not when he was needy and already fantasizing about what could happen.
When he finally slumped back into the couch, I reached out and touched Ryan’s head to let him know we were done. We both moved up and curled around him on the couch. Scott’s eyes were closed, but nothing in his body language or expression said he was upset or embarrassed. If anything, he seemed sated and relaxed.
Ryan was watching him with a careful expression but curled tight around him like he was worried what would happen if he let go of Scott. Being mindful of his tender nipples, I let one hand slowly caress over Scott’s chest, reminding him I was there and hopefully telling him that we were okay with what happened.
“You were beautiful.” I kissed his cheek tenderly and waited while he floated in what was probably the most relaxed he’d been in a while.
Ryan took a chance and slowly inched closer to kiss Scott’s other cheek. “That was incredible. Thank you.”
At Ryan’s touch, Scott cracked open one eye. “I think I should be thanking you.” Then his half-focused gaze moved to me. “Both of you.”
“No.” I moved my hand up to cup his cheek. “You gave us everything and trusted us. We should be thanking you.”
He smiled. “How about we agree that no one owes anyone thanks when they come. With three of us, I think that’s going to be the easiest rule.”
Ryan and I both laughed and I nodded. “I think that’s a rule I can live with.”
Ryan gave me a coy look that seemed to be a mix of nerves and desire. “Are you going to make rules for us?”
Oh yes.
“That’s something we need to talk about.” I leaned over Scott and gave Ryan a tender kiss. “There might be things I want to have rules about that you don’t. We’ll compromise on some things, and others I’m fine with not getting my way.”
I gave them both a long look that hopefully showed how much I wanted them. “Just because I want to control your orgasms and pleasure doesn’t mean you’ll be willing to call me when you want to come, or that you’ll agree to only orgasm how I tell you to.”
Ryan’s mouth dropped open. “How?”
It took Scott another few seconds to catch up to what I’d said. “All of them?”
No disagreement or causal comment about how frustrating that would be…just pure shocked pleasure. My perfect boys.
“Oh yes, all of them. Every orgasm and jerk-off session. I might have you text me when you want to come, but then I’d tell you how you got to come. Not just if you could.”
“Both?” I might have broken Scott’s mind.
