Bryce: A M/M/M BDSM Romance (Bound & Controlled Book 4) Page 10

  If he thought Oliver could give them a long, drawn-out account of the sexy torment Bryce had put him through, Bryce would have to be disappointed. Oliver pushed his hips up, shouting out, “You fuck him, he fucks me, please! Sirs, please!”

  What? Troy stopped shifting the toy buried deep in Oliver. “It sounds like you boys made a wonderful plan.”

  Troy stretched out over Oliver and gave him a quick kiss. “Are you ready for Bryce to fuck you? Do you want him to go slow or—”

  “Hard. God, hard and fast. Please.” Oliver was nearly frantic, thrusting up and trying to reach for Troy. Giving his boy a kiss, he reached down and fucked him hard and fast for two or three quick strokes. “I think you’re ready.”

  Oliver wailed and thrashed around, almost there, but between the collar around his dick and being so close to the edge for so long, he couldn’t come. Troy loved seeing him like that. “I think I need to get Bryce ready, though.”

  Oliver shook his head, but the words didn’t come out, so Troy looked to a slightly nervous Bryce. Troy straightened to give him a kiss. “Are you ready for me?”

  Bryce nodded, finding his confidence again because he turned and pushed down the tiny, tight shorts to bare his ass. The smooth skin of his bottom drew Troy’s gaze, but so did the plug sticking out from between Bryce’s firm cheeks. Bryce peeked over his shoulder, giving Troy a sassy look. “Oliver watched while I got ready for you.”

  A low, dirty chuckle escaped Troy. Knowing Oliver, it would have driven his kitten crazy to watch Bryce tease and stretch his hole but not be able to touch him. He couldn’t wait to have them reenact it for him later. Troy reached out and put his hand low on Bryce’s back. “Bend over for me. Push your ass up and let me see if you did a good job.”

  Bryce blinked at Troy, then bit his lip and nodded, surrendering to his Dom. “Yes, Sir.”

  Bryce’s whole body shivered and a soft groan escaped as he leaned over and arched so his ass was offered up to Troy. Absolutely stunning. Troy trailed his hand down his tiger’s back to palm Bryce’s round ass. Bryce made a needy sound and squeezed his cheeks, working them around the plug.

  “We need to get another dildo like Oliver’s wearing. I think you boys would look incredible, side by side, with both of you filled and ready. Do you know they even make one with a cock on either end? I could sit back and watch you two fuck each other.” Bryce gasped and his hands gripped at the bed covers as his body shook.

  Oliver must have found the image irresistible because he moaned and his desperate thrusting rocked the bed. Troy gave them both a wicked smile. With that reaction, he wasn’t going to be able to wait for long. Christmas was going to come very early to his boys. “Oh, I think my boys like that.”

  Pushing the briefs even farther down, Troy reached around to grasp Bryce’s needy cock. Slowly jerking him off, Troy moved his other hand to pull the plug out almost all the way, then push it back in. “I want to make sure you’re ready for me.”

  “Please!” Bryce moaned and danced between Troy’s hands, fucking himself onto the plug and back into Troy’s tight fist. Troy had been thinking about the two men for too long to extend the teasing any longer. He slid the plug out, watching as Bryce pushed his ass back, begging for more.

  Troy gave him a light smack, and both Bryce and Oliver moaned in pleasure. “Naughty boy. If you want to be fucked, you’ll need to show me you can behave.”

  “I’m sorry, Sir.” Bryce shook and had to force out the words. “It was just…you’re so…it was…please, Sir.”

  Troy felt the bed move again and looked over to see Oliver desperately working the toy with short, jerky movements while he watched Troy and Bryce. Troy glanced back to Bryce, who seemed shaky and nearly as needy as Oliver. “Grab the condoms.”

  Troy reached over to unhook Oliver’s legs but left his arms restrained to the bed. Turning to focus on Bryce, he saw his boy’s movements were jerky and uncoordinated. However, it didn’t take him long to grab the condoms and find the lube where it had fallen next to Oliver.

  Troy made both men watch while he sheathed and lubed the condom. Then, while they were both staring and shaking, he took his time doing the same thing to Bryce.

  “Who does this cock belong to?” Troy growled out the words, smoothing the latex down over Bryce’s rock-hard shaft with a possessive grip.

  “You, Sir. It belongs to you.” Bryce gasped the words out, fighting to stay still.

  Troy spread the lube over his sub’s hard cock, loving the feel of his tremors and the tight muscles clenched in anticipation. “That means I control how you get to fuck Oliver. When, how fast, how hard, do you understand that, boy?”

  Bryce’s hips jerked, thrusting his cock into Troy’s teasing touch before he caught himself. “I’m sorry. Yes, Sir. You do. You control me.”

  “Good boy.” Need and emotions swirled deep inside Troy, but he pushed them away. All he wanted to think about right then was his boys. By the time he was finished, his kitten was mewling and making the sweetest, neediest sounds and his tiger was fighting to stay still. It was a losing battle.

  Giving Bryce’s ass a swat just to make him groan and shake, Troy didn’t make them wait any longer. “Kneel between Oliver’s legs. Yes, like that, but I want yours wider. That’s better.”

  Bryce shifted his knees so he was spread open for Troy. He moved behind Bryce and wrapped his arms around his chest, pulling his tiger back tight against him. He ran his hands over Bryce’s pecs and firm abs, tweaking his pebbled nipples. “Are you ready for me?”

  They’d played and made love in a variety of ways, but he’d never taken Bryce like this. Most of the time, they topped Oliver together. Troy knew he might have been too cautious, but he wanted to ease into their dynamics. It wouldn’t just be bottoming as Bryce gave himself to Troy. It would be offering his submission. Troy wasn’t willing to rush that, no matter how much he wanted to feel Bryce wrapped around him.

  Bryce’s head fell back on Troy’s shoulder. Shaking, with every muscle tense, Bryce nodded. “Please, take me, Sir.”

  “Who’s in charge? Who makes the rules now?” Troy knew the words came out rough and gravelly, but he didn’t bother to hide how much he needed his tiger. Troy knew there were still things holding Bryce back. He wanted to get through to him how much they needed him.

  “You, Sir.” Bryce’s muscles tensed, and it seemed to take everything he had to wait for Troy’s commands.

  A low growl rolled out of Troy, making Bryce and Oliver both moan. Troy let his cock slide between Bryce’s cheeks, running the length of his dick over his hole to brush against his balls. Bryce gasped out and his control fell as he pushed and started to beg.

  “Please…oh…yes…please…so long…” The broken words were breathy and filled with emotion.

  Troy moved his hands to grip Bryce’s hips. Holding him still, he moved his body back and lined his cock up with Bryce’s readied hole. Easing the tip of his cock in, he kept his grip tight, refusing to let Bryce rush him.

  “Yes…please…”

  “Oh god, that’s so freakin’ hot.” Oliver’s outburst made Bryce laugh, but it was quickly swallowed by the moan that tore through him as Troy drove his hips hard, bottoming out inside Bryce.

  He gave Bryce several long, slow thrusts, letting him get used to the sensation. He was stretched, but Troy knew he would still feel the invasion as he sank deep. When Bryce’s breathing had evened out, Troy moved one hand around and brought it up to Bryce’s face.

  Turning him just enough to give him a gentle, tender kiss, Troy moved Bryce’s face to look at Oliver. “Are you ready to make love to our kitten? To sink into him?”

  A jerky nod gave way to another moan as Troy slid out of Bryce. “Lift his leg. He’s all ready for you.”

  Bryce forced his body to listen and leaned down, pushing his arms under Oliver’s legs to lift his ass even higher. It forced the toy to shift, sending the balls moving through the toy, and Oliver gave the most delicious cr
y of pleasure. Troy reached out and slowly pulled the toy out inch by inch as Oliver pleaded and Bryce watched, barely restrained.

  Tossing the toy across the bed, Troy watched as Bryce sank into Oliver in one stroke. Oliver couldn’t seem to decide if he was relieved to finally be getting fucked or overwhelmed by the pleasure. Conflicting emotions and needs flashed over his face as Bryce started to move inside of him.

  Gripping Bryce’s hips firmly, Troy forced him to stop, making both of his boys whine in frustration. Giving Bryce another smack to his ass that had gasps echoing around the room, Troy growled out orders. “Be still. Who’s in charge, tiger?”

  “You are!” Bryce threw out the words, desperate to please Troy.

  “Good boy.” Then Troy bit back a grin as he slid deep in his boy.

  All three men were balancing on the edge, desperate to come but not ready for it to be over. Guiding Bryce’s hips, Troy let him move again. Keeping an easy, painstakingly slow rhythm that made them all crazy, he watched his boy’s frantic struggle to let him lead.

  When Bryce’s body moved faster, Troy gave him another smack that sent shock waves of pleasure through Bryce and Oliver as he thrust hard into the beautifully tied sub. “No.” He waited until Bryce froze.

  “I’m sorry. It’s so hard. I…I need you.”

  “I know you do, baby, and you’re going to have me. You’re mine, but you only get to come if you’re a good boy. You don’t want to watch Oliver get to come without you, do you?” Troy whispered the heated words to Bryce, watching as his boy whimpered and shook his head.

  “Next time we do this I’m going figure out a way to tie you both up. I want to be able to control just how fast you can go as you make love to Oliver. And maybe I’ll even find a way to punish you when you’ve been naughty and fucked him harder and deeper than you’re allowed.” Both boys whimpered at the wicked promise of punishments.

  Troy flexed his hips, fucking deep into his boy. Bryce was pushed harder against Oliver, sending waves of pleasure through both men. Oliver wouldn’t come as easily because he was still wearing the cock ring, but Bryce was rushing headlong toward an orgasm. Troy reached down between his two men and gripped the base of Bryce’s cock.

  “Do I need to get a cock ring for you, or are you going to behave? You can’t come yet.” Troy’s words came out demanding and firm, but they went right to Bryce’s cock because he gasped and his body started to demand they move.

  “Oh god, please!”

  Another swat to Bryce’s ass had him still, but both of his boys were making the most incredible begging noises, words completely gone. Bryce finally nodded, but that seemed to be the extent of what he could manage to do. Troy brought his hand down again, loving the way Bryce’s body jolted in shock. He’d jerk and shake, then would lean back against Troy like he was soaking up the feeling of being held, being taken.

  Troy let his hand grip Bryce tighter. “If you forget, I’m going to lock your dick up for days.”

  That promise more than anything pushed Bryce even closer to insanity. Troy released his cock and started to thrust, pushing his tiger into his kitten and watching as they both came undone. They moved, crying out and racing toward their orgasm.

  When his boys were begging for release, and Troy himself was barely holding his own orgasm back, he reached around and freed Oliver’s cock.

  “Come!”

  Oliver went first, dragging a breathless Bryce right behind him. Troy felt his tiger’s orgasm explode through his body as his ass clenched around Troy, fighting to keep the orgasm going. Troy kept fucking Bryce faster and harder, wanting to wring every drop of pleasure from both his boys.

  When Bryce stopped shaking and his orgasm started to fade, Troy finally let himself go. Exploding into Bryce, filling the condom, Troy’s orgasm burst through him. Bryce worked his ass and hips, riding Troy’s cock to keep it going.

  Finally spent, Troy slowly pulled out, and Bryce shivered from the sensation. Oliver giggled, then gasped as Bryce pulled out of him and carefully let his legs fall to the bed before reaching up to untie his arms. As efficiently as he could, Troy removed his own condom, then fought back a smile as Bryce blushed when he took his off as well.

  Troy smiled as his confused tiger shoved his hands over his face. Throwing the condoms away, he pulled his boys into his arms. He kissed them tenderly, enjoying Bryce’s bright face. His men were both very different, but both sweet and so important to him.

  “Come here.” Rolling around so he was lying on his back, Troy pulled them back into his arms. Yawns and warm snuggles had them all relaxing. It was everything he and Oliver had imagined but never really expected to find.

  Chapter 12

  Oliver

  “Are you sure he said we could pick him up at the office?” Oliver looked over at Troy questioningly. He’d asked the same thing three times, so it didn’t bother him when Troy rolled his eyes. Oliver just didn’t think it was something that Bryce would do.

  “His car is in the shop overnight. We’re going to take him out to dinner, then drop him off at home.” Troy sighed and glanced over at Oliver, reaching to take his hand. “It’s not a big deal. We probably won’t even have to go inside.”

  Oliver nodded and looked out the windshield. Bryce had gone on and on about how open his family and the people he worked with were. Even if they were just introduced as friends, it would be okay. He was probably overthinking it.

  Ever since Bryce had invited them to the next family barbecue, Oliver’s brain had been going in circles with what could go wrong. Troy had made him stop talking about the potential issues when they’d started to veer into the absurd.

  He’d said the chance of aliens invading was too slim to worry over.

  Oliver had to admit that one was over the top, but most of his worries weren’t. Picking Bryce up at his work wasn’t insane, but how many of his clients stopped by to take him to dinner? It couldn’t be that common.

  Was it Bryce’s way of trying to be more open about their relationship?

  He was still rolling the possibilities around in his head when they pulled up into the parking lot. At six o’clock on a Friday, he didn’t think that many people would still be working, but there were several cars still around. When Bryce didn’t come right out, they climbed out of the truck and headed for the door.

  Entering the building, they heard the chime of a bell letting people know the door had opened. Bryce leaned out of the door to his office, holding his phone up to his ear, almost being strangled by the cord on the headset. He gestured to them to come back, then ducked into his office.

  Oliver shook his head, smiling, and headed back. He didn’t know why they were still using out-of-date phones. He should have had a cordless headset. Bryce moved too much to sit still, tied to a desk. As they reached his door, a woman in a long dress came around the corner, holding her purse.

  “Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t know the door was still unlocked.” She smiled at him, but it felt like they’d done something wrong.

  “Um, Bryce is expecting us.” Oliver pointed to Bryce, who was pacing around the office so much he’d tied himself in knots.

  “I didn’t see a note on the calendar. I’ll mention that on Monday.”

  Troy made an odd coughing sound and shook his head. “It’s personal. We’re just picking him up.”

  Her gaze dropped down to Troy and Oliver’s clasped hands. “Oh.” Then she gave them a stiff smile and headed toward the front door.

  Troy leaned down to whisper in his ear, “If she holds that bag any tighter it might pop.”

  Oliver snorted and whispered back, “It’s protecting her from the big, bad, scary gay men.”

  Oliver might have looked fairly casual, but Troy was still in a suit. He looked like a lawyer or something. Shaking his head, feeling a little bit sorry for the mousy woman, he gripped Troy’s hand tighter. “Love you.”

  “Love you too, kitten. Come on. Let’s go see what has Bryce flying off the handle.”<
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  They walked in and sat down in the comfy chairs, watching as Bryce opened and closed his mouth several times. “But…I don’t think…Surprising…Mom!”

  Bryce finally raised his voice, waving his arms around like he was conducting an orchestra. “You can’t just surprise everyone like that. What if someone has plans—” He snorted and let his head fall back. “No, I don’t think anyone does. Nothing is happening behind your back.”

  He sighed and tried to untangle himself enough to sit down, but didn’t do a very good job of it. By the time he was leaning back in his chair, the phone was at a precarious angle at the edge of the desk. Oliver wouldn’t consider himself OCD or anything, but it was making him crazy.

  Troy was just watching the circus unfold, trying not to laugh. He was quiet, but Oliver could see his shoulders jerking and silent laughter running through his eyes.

  “But, Mother.” He sat up in his chair. “I was not rude. You weren’t listening.”

  Slouching back, barely catching the phone before it went crashing to the floor, Bryce sighed dramatically. “Yes, Mother.”

  Setting the phone down, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Pushing away his apparent frustration, Bryce opened his eyes and gave the men a forced smile. “Hi, guys. You ready for dinner?”

  Oliver let go of Troy’s hand after giving it a squeeze and went around the desk. “Come on, let’s get you untangled. How did you do this?” Bryce was twisted up in the cord so bad, Oliver wasn’t sure they’d be able to get him unstuck without taking apart the phone.

  Bryce tried to shrug, but it didn’t work. Laughing, he shook his head. “I don’t know. She makes me crazy.”

  “Your mother?” Troy spoke up from the other side of the desk, still trying not to show how funny he found Bryce’s predicament.

  “Yes. She’s decided that she’s going to come in on Sunday to surprise everyone. She’s going nuts about everyone settling down, and I think she’s feeling left out. I’m supposed to keep her secret. She’s planning on arriving when everyone is over at the barbecue. It’s not my business, but we all think that Garrett and Wyatt are going to have some kind of announcement about their relationship. Telling everyone about their plans for a collaring ceremony or something.” He sighed and stood up, letting Oliver move him around to untangle his mess. “She’s going to take the focus off of them, but she’s refusing to see it.”