Page 49 of Yours
Chapter 14
Dare
Sucking the chocolate off my fingers might have been a bit more than they could handle—at least in public.
By the time I’d walked them to their cars they were both trying to discreetly adjust their packages, desperate to hide their hard-ons in public. It made me think I was going to have to take them out somewhere I didn’t have to be careful. Teasing them in public could be fun, depending on their preferences.
We really did have to talk before we started in on our fun.
As I followed them home, a caravan of cars with horny men following one after the other, I swore that we were going to stop taking separate vehicles. How was I supposed to tease and play with them if we all had to pay attention to the road?
I spent the entire ride picturing Scott driving while I was giving Ryan a blow job in the back seat. I’d make him give Scott play-by-play descriptions about what was happening. Or maybe I’d switch it around…Scott was going to be a fabulous dirty talker once he got over his innate shyness.
Once he let go, he was going to be incredible.
Ryan, on the other hand, was about to burst. He’d easily admitted over texts that he hadn’t been playing with himself because he wanted to wait for us to do something together. Reading between the lines, it was easy to see that he’d been curious about Scott but hadn’t been willing to ask.
In contrast, I’d been very willing to ask.
Scott was better about sharing things over text. He’d confessed right away that it was easier to tell me things when no one was looking at him. The confident businessman who seemed to be on track for a fabulous career was also a shy submissive who desperately wanted to put everything out of his head for a while.
And I was more than happy to help him get there.
I had a feeling Ryan would love helping him along too. Scott’s submission was easier to define. Ryan, on the other hand, could easily be a puzzle if he wasn’t so ready to admit what he liked and didn’t like. He just didn’t seem to understand how it could fit into the submission everyone pictured and talked about.
Hell, porn was too focused on the cute little twinks submitting and bottoming to the big bad Dom.
By the time I’d parked in front of their apartment, I was ready to get the conversation underway. I just hoped my two boys hadn’t lost their desire and found their embarrassment along the way. I still couldn’t believe where they lived, but I gave myself a pat on the back for not saying anything.
But if our relationship continued, we were going to have a long talk about safety and their living situation.
Both guys were still vibrating with desire and excitement as they walked up to my car. Their matching nervous grins from ear to ear made me smile, but it was the need in their eyes that made my cock jerk. Mentally reminding myself that talking didn’t mean sex, I tried to rein in my arousal as I headed over to meet them.
They wouldn’t have understood it yet, but as I watched them, I couldn’t help but feel proud of how far they’d come since I met them in the club. Gone were the stunned-into-silence men who were desperately trying to hide what they wanted. In front of me stood two submissives who were new but excited and willing to explore themselves with me.
“Are you ready?” They understood I was talking to both of them because they slowly nodded.
Ryan actually spoke. “Yes. Do you want some coffee or something when we get upstairs?”
“No.” I wasn’t going to give my nervous boys anything hot to hold. “Let’s just go sit down in the living room.”
By the time we’d gotten up to their place, the electricity in the air was almost visible. It could have gone either way, so I was glad to see their energy focused in a positive direction instead of fear or worry.
Their place wasn’t in a part of town where I was comfortable with PDAs, so I behaved as we went upstairs. As we entered the apartment, though, all bets were off. “You got good-morning kisses, but I haven’t. I think that’s something we need to rectify.”
Almost as one, they stepped toward me as the door closed and sandwiched me between their broad bodies. I readily admitted to being a kinky Dom who enjoyed a variety of things, but there was nothing like being pressed against a big, muscular guy who wanted to submit.
Well, unless it was two big, muscular men who wanted to submit.
Scott ended up behind me, and as he wrapped his arms around me, Ryan leaned down. I stretched up and met him in the middle. His lips touched mine tentatively, and he sighed as I took his mouth. He needed someone else to take the lead, even if that was just telling him to thoroughly kiss me.
As I nibbled his lips and licked at the seam, he parted and let me in. It only took a few strokes before he knew what I wanted and he started to deepen the kiss. Moaning into his mouth to let him know how perfect it was, I dueled with him until we were breathless, then I sagged back against Scott.
Ryan’s chest heaved as he stared down at me, clearly hungry for more. But it was Scott’s turn.
As I moved to face Scott, I smiled up at him. “I want a gentle kiss from you.” I reached up and traced one finger over his lips. “I’ve got plans for this mouth later and I don’t want to wear it out now.”
He blushed, but my tender giant of a boy leaned down and kissed me gently before straightening. “That was perfect. But I have to admit, I’m going to demand another because just once is never enough.”
