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IT WENT A STEP TOO far, beyond the exposure Ryan would ever want to give a subject, but he itched to paint his Valentine’s Day view from Ben’s easy chair: Kai and Ben kissing deeply on the sofa, hands roaming over chests and abdomens. Perhaps he’d sketch them as they were, shirtless and barefoot, clad only in blue jeans, a memory preserved in pencil lines for his private collection.
Together, Ben and Kai were a snapshot of a teenage wet dream come to life. Ryan had watched Ben with dozens of other men, but this was the sweetest and most delightful; both Ben and Ryan getting what they wanted, Kai eager to participate. When Ryan invited Kai out for coffee to offer this invitation, he discovered Kai was well-versed in BDSM play, ready to list his hard and soft limits, and receptive to the simple power exchange scenario Ryan suggested.
On this night, they all went to dinner, Kai’s arrival revealing the surprise to Ben and giving him time to confirm he was comfortable with the idea before they all came back to the apartment. Originally, a planned parting gift before Ryan left for Japan, now that Ben was coming along, it was a last hurrah before they both went into the unknown.
On the sofa, Ben humped against Kai’s thigh, then jerked back, catching himself breaking the rules. Kai clutched tight at the waistband of Ben’s jeans, a barrier he wasn’t allowed to cross. In the tussle of making out within the boundaries Ryan set, they’d teased each other to yearning impatience. Palming his dick through his jeans, Ryan pushed back the ache of unsatisfied desire in favor of a rising hunger for control.
Ryan clapped his hands together once. Ben and Kai jerked apart, eyes heavy-lidded and languid, their faces flushed, mouths glistening wet.
“Into the bedroom,” Ryan said. “All the rules apply. You’ll speak only when given permission. If either of you want to stop, you need to say so. We’ll use the standard yellow and red to pause or stop. We’re not going to play hard enough that more than that should be necessary. But I don’t want either of you doing anything you don’t want. Understood?”
They both nodded. Ryan followed them to the bedroom, admiring the indentations of their spines between muscled shoulders, both laid out differently, both strikingly appealing. Kai was slighter and taller than Ben, their hair similarly cut, usually worn slicked tidily back but now swooping over their faces.
“Sit on the end of the bed, hands on your knees.”
In similar movements, they both cautiously adjusted their erections as they sat. Ryan’s chest bloomed with pride at how excited they were from his directed hands-above-the-waist-only, make-out session on the sofa.
“B, you get to decide. Do you want to make Kai come, or watch me do it?”
Confident what Ben would choose, Ryan would be happy however it turned out. With the lines of communication now fully open, Ben confessed what he’d liked most about co-topping with Ryan was watching Ryan fuck the men they brought home. Ben admitted to several crushes, like Kai, that he never acted on because he wanted more from the encounter than a one off, alone or with Ryan participating. There wasn’t time to explore the end of the one-time only rule before they left for Japan, but Ryan wanted to give Ben a chance at least to explore his attraction to Kai with Ben’s new submissive role.
At ease, palms down, fingers curling around his knees, Ben answered on a breath. “I want to watch you.”
“What do you want to watch me do?” Assuming complete control of the room, a frisson of power warmed Ryan.
The tip of Ben’s tongue swiped his lower lip, making it glisten again. “Edge him. In your lap, like you do to me. Then—Kai, can I watch him fuck you? Is that okay?”
Obedient to the last order of silence he was given, Kai simply nodded, pink cheeked and smiling.
Jeans and shirt hastily tossed in the laundry basket, Ryan cracked the window against the over-performing radiator, and settled in at the top of the bed, leaning against the headboard.
“B, take Kai’s pants off and help him get settled in the right position.”
His back against Ryan’s chest, Kai’s hips were narrower than Ben’s, shoulder blades sharper. His skin radiated with heat from getting worked up with Ben. This was the first physical intimacy between Ryan and Kai, but Kai showed no shyness or timidity, snuggling in close, relaxing as he leaned his head back on Ryan’s shoulder. Kai’s skin and hair smelled of amber and sweet oranges. Ryan licked a delicate line along Kai’s shoulder to his collarbone, tasting faint oceanic salt rather than citrus.
Ben pushed the hair off Kai’s forehead and sat back close to Ryan, their hips touching, thighs, Ben’s ankle tucked under Ryan’s. At Ben’s touch, Ryan’s dick twitched against Kai’s lower back.
Neck craned to one side, letting Kai wait, Ryan kissed Ben, slow and sweet, deepening it until Ben’s breath heaved with his heartbeat.
“No touching, B, without permission, yourself or Kai. But you can speak freely to tell me what you want.”
Ben glided a feather-touch down Ryan’s thigh, testing limits, before he pressed close. “Touch Kai like you touch me.”
Ryan skated his palms over the curve of Kai’s belly, drifting to slow circles over his nipples. He took his time exploring, learning what made Kai twitch or gasp. His breath surged with arousal, his spiced orange scent mixing with the cedar and sweet grass crispness of Ben’s soap.
The intensity of their nearness to each other, both pressing against his body, revved Ryan’s desire to drive them both past sense into ravenous need for him. “Like this, B? Is this how you want to be touched?”
“Yes, but...” Ben’s tongue darted out, wetting his lips, tasting Kai’s arousal that suffused the room.
“But what?”
“Harder. Dig into his thighs. Tease his dick, just softly, lightly, like you’re going to stroke tight, then don’t.” The hunger in Ben’s eyes devoured every inch of Kai, and sparkled with need at every touch, as if Ben experienced it himself.
Ryan dragged his nails hard down Ben’s denim-clad thigh, then gave Kai’s bare thigh the same treatment, making him writhe on Ryan’s growing erection. Ben adjusted himself repeatedly, careful to not appear to be breaking the rules and playing with his dick, only alleviating the discomfort of being trapped in his jeans.
Ryan dug into the crease at the top of Kai’s thigh, worked deeply into his chest muscles. Kai responded beautifully, his chest flushing and heaving, his cock a deep, lurid red, pulsing with his heartbeat and dripping with pre-come by the time Ryan wrapped his lube-filled hand around it.
“You have to tell him when you’re close to coming.” Ben’s chest was pressed to Ryan’s shoulder, his erection against Ryan’s hip as he tried to get the best view of their play.
Surrounded by Kai and Ben, both vibrating with unfulfilled need, Ryan was the lord of teased-out pleasure. Using every trick he knew, soft and gentle, rough, ticklish, teasing, he repeatedly urged Kai to the verge of release.
“Please, sir, I’m so close.”
The shivery sensation of power spread through Ryan’s body like ink in water. It wasn’t uncommon for someone to call him “sir” when they played, but something about Kai’s whimpering neediness of the announcement of his impending orgasm struck Ryan with same exhilarating, gleeful power as his first time dominating Ben.
Backing off to gentle tentative strokes, Ryan slowly worked back up to the potent satisfaction of Kai murmuring please, sir again.
This time, Ryan filled Ben’s hand with lube, giving him a turn at bringing Kai as close as possible, without tipping him over the precipice.
Ben’s careful but determined strokes left Kai squirming with the strain of holding back, his body feverish and pliant.
“I don’t think you can take much more, can you, Kai?”
“No, sir. Please.” Not a whisper but a frantic breathiness filled with desperation.
Grinding his cock against Kai’s lower back, Ryan shared how arousing Kai’s neediness was.
“Can you get condoms, B?”
Ben knelt and stretched for the bedside table, shivering when Ryan caressed the back of Ben’s thigh. Kai’s cheeks were flushed pink, his mouth half open, his gaze fixed on the display of Ben’s ass.
Ryan eased Kai off him, rearranging him: arms up, crossed at the wrist above his head, feet flat on the bed, knees bent and open. Every bit the perfect submissive, eager and perfectly posed. Eyes bright, Kai watched Ryan crawl up between his legs.
Biting hard on the inside of Kai’s thigh, Ryan licked the mark, soothing it, gratified by Kai’s small humming whimper. He inched up further and licked a delicate, too-gentle line along Kai’s straining cock. Kai had been hard for so long, Ryan marveled at his restraint.
“Tell me what you want to see, B.” Ryan blew lightly on the damp line his tongue left on Kai’s cock. He licked again and awaited his answer.
Arms above his head, Ben gripped the headboard as if he couldn’t otherwise keep his hands off himself as he watched the display laid out before him. Kai craned his neck up to watch Ryan hovering over his cock, not quite touching.
“I want, fuck, Sunshine, I want you inside him. Want to see you.” Ben’s voice was crushed with desire and desperation.
Ryan continued to lightly tease Kai’s cock with tongue and breath, barely touching him. “Tell me more.”
“I want to see Kai come while you fuck him.” Ben’s hips jerked up, punctuating his own need. “See how he looks at you, see you fuck him before you fuck me.”
“Is that what’s going to make you come, Kai?” Ryan asked. “Having me in your ass while Ben watches?”
“Yes, sir. Please.” Kai’s imploringly expression stirred Ryan’s deep need to break Kai down into pure desperation and lust.
“You’ve been so good,” Ryan said to Kai, “but can you be quiet while I make you come? Can you prove what a good boy you are?”
“Yes.” Kai tipped his head back onto the pillow, wrists still crossed over his head, since no one had told him to do otherwise. He took a deep shuddering breath. “I’ll be good, sir, for you.”
Ryan shoved Kai’s thighs up, spreading them wider.
“B, come get Kai ready.”
Ben spread lube messily over Kai’s ass before slipping two of his fingers in, making Kai gasp. Ryan sat back on his heels, silent as Ben prepped Kai, then slicked lube on Ryan’s erection and rolled the condom on. Ryan held Ben’s hand on his cock, using it guide himself into Kai. Ryan kissed Ben as he pushed into Kai. The intensity of being caught between the wild, slippery thrill of Ben’s mouth and the griping, saturated pleasure of Kai’s ass, drove Ryan to fuck harder than he intended.
Kai issued tiny whimpers with each thrust. Ben knelt beside them, one hand wedged in at his pelvic thigh crease. Not exactly jacking off, but his hips rocked, getting gratification from it. Against the rules, but Ryan let it go. Ben had so little physical attention while Ryan served Kai everything Ben requested.
Kai’s staccato breathing matched the rhythm of his hips humping against Ryan. “Please, sir, I’m so close.”
Ben nodded when Ryan caught his eye. “Come, Kai, come for him.” Ben rasped, voice catching as his heaving breath matched Kai’s.
Ryan scratched a fingernail up the length of Kai’s cock. Kai gasped and sobbed, come spattering across his stomach.
Watching Kai come left Ben right on the edge. Ryan absorbed Ben’s frantic desire in his kiss, pulling back when Ben lunged into it.
“Get this gorgeous boy cleaned up, B. Then you can have your turn.”
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Ryan suppressed a moan at the loss of contact as he pulled carefully out of Kai’s ass. Kai was vocal for both of them, whining at the loss.
With tender care, Ben cleaned Kai up with a wet wash cloth. Ryan stroked Kai’s damp hair, proud of how gently Ben treated Kai, kissing him lightly and sweetly stroking his fingers where Ben wanted Kai to move or to warn him the damp cloth was coming. Using skills acquitted while co-topping with Ryan, Ben put that learning to good use in his new role, giving Kai care without having to be told.
Ryan traced his fingers around the pink swell of Kai’s lips. “You did such a good job coming when Ben told you. Do you feel good?”
Kai kissed the tips of Ryan’s fingers, then rested his cheek on Ryan’s hand. “Yes, fuck, that was intense. I didn’t think I was going to be able to hold off during the hand job.”
Ryan stroked his eyebrows. Kai closed his eyes, his face pressed into Ryan’s hand. “Are you ready for more or do you want to watch?”
Kai shivered. “Both? I don’t know.”
“Okay.” Ryan kissed Kai for the first time. As sweet and needy as Ryan imagined. He wanted to cuddle Kai up between them, but it was Ben’s turn. Kai’s care would have to wait until they were both spent.
“B.” Ryan cupped his chin, kissed him. “Are you going to come that impressively for me?”
“Yes, oh god, yes.”
Kai sat up against the headboard on one side of the massive bed, a goofy smile plastered on his face. Ryan joined him and pointed to the empty space between them.
“Be a good boy and get on your stomach,” he said. Ben hurried to comply. “Hmm, no, on your knees, ass up, keep your chest on the bed.”
Ben arranged himself facing the foot of the bed, ass up and exposed to Ryan, hard cock hanging in air with nothing to rub against, head resting on his crossed forearms. As Ben stilled in the assigned position, Ryan smacked Ben’s ass cheek, not hard enough to hurt. Ben did his best to stay still.
“So good.” Ryan heard the raw desire in his own voice. “So gorgeous like this.” Ryan stroked Ben’s ass. “Legs farther apart, Ben.” Another light slap.
Spreading Ben’s cheeks, exposing him, Ryan licked a hard, flat swipe of his tongue on Ben’s hole.
“Oh fuck.” Ben shuddered at the contact.
“Shh.” Ryan smacked Ben’s cheek again and spread him wider.
Barely contained, Ben recoiled and twisted, contorting himself back against Ryan’s tongue. Ryan played the same teasing game he had with Kai’s hand job. Too lightly, too fast, until Ben’s toes curled, raising his ass for more.
Ryan pushed the pad of his thumb in Ben’s wet hole, spitting to lubricate it. Thrusting his thumb in and out of Ben, Ryan delighted in the shudder of tension rippling through Ben. He worked his fingers in slowly, licking and sucking at where Ben’s hole stretched to take them, biting lightly across Ben’s inner thigh and the curve of his ass. His other hand flat across Ben’s belly, Ryan savored the strain of Ben’s muscles as he tried to keep quiet.
“Kai, can you please find the lube and get Ben wet?”
Kai smeared lube down Ben’s crack, covering him down to his perineum and then rubbing back over.
“Get him ready for me.” Ben jerked at the intrusion. “Be still, B. I think you can take more.”
Kai fingered Ben in a slow rhythm.
“I think he needs more, don’t you, Kai?”
“Yes, sir.”
Ryan circled Ben’s entrance. With more lube, Ben easily took one of Ryan’s fingers next to Kai’s. Kai matched Ryan’s harder rhythm as they jointly worked three fingers in and out of Ben’s ass. The veins in Ben’s hands and arms stood out, fists clenched with the effort of keeping still. It was beautiful knowing Ben gave Ryan the gift of taking care of him as no one ever had before.
“I still don’t think you’re ready for my cock.” Ryan pushed another finger in. “God, how you look, B, four fingers up your ass. I’m so proud of you, staying so still, I know you want more.” Ryan curved his fingers and pressed on Ben’s prostate with every stroke. Kai worked in an alternate tempo. “Do you want me to fuck you, B? You can answer out loud. I don’t think I want you quiet now. I want to hear how much you like it.”
“Yes, fuck me. I need to come, please.” Ben whined as they slid their fingers free of his heat.
Kneeling up, Ryan shifted Ben’s hips, his cock bluntly pressing for entry. “Your ass looks so good all pink and wet, stretched and ready. I don’t think you’ll make it much longer if I don’t fuck you, will you?”
“No, Sun—sir, please.”
It was the first time Ben had ever called Ryan “sir.” Ryan shoved forward, hard, breaching Ben’s ass in a single stroke.
Straining to fuck slowly, Ryan curled one hand tightly around Ben’s hipbone. Ryan wound his other hand into Ben’s hair, pulling him up onto all fours. Kai was right there, ready to kiss Ben’s breath away. Ryan fucked him harder, releasing his hair and grabbing both of his hips.
“Are you ready to come?”
Ben pulled back from Kai’s biting kisses. “Please, please.”
“Do you need more to come? Kai, do you want to help make him come like he made you come?”
Ryan guided Kai’s hand, still lube slick, and pressed his finger at Ben’s stretched entrance. Kai let the rhythm of Ryan’s fuck do the work, easing his finger deeper with each stroke. All the way in, Kai held still, his finger an incredible ridge of pressure on the top of Ryan’s cock.
Control teetering at the fantastic sight of both of them inside Ben, Ryan wasn’t going to make it much longer than Ben.
“Come for me.” Awkwardly navigating around Kai’s arm, Ryan grabbed Ben’s cock and squeezed, rubbing a hard line with his thumb at the same place Kai’s finger pressed on Ryan’s dick inside Ben.
Ben spurted over Ryan’s hand and the bedspread, dropping his head down. Ryan ran his hand up Ben’s spine to his neck, then pressed Ben’s face and chest back down into the bed.
“So good, coming for me like that. Fuck, you both feel so good, gonna come. You’re always mine, aren’t you, my good boy?”
“Yes, oh god, yes, always,” Ben answered as Ryan’s hips stuttered against his ass.
Ryan unraveled, orgasm drawing down from his chest, spreading heat into his stomach, then coiling lower before ricocheting up his spine. The world slowed down. They fit together perfectly, as wide as the universe, encompassing all space as one, until their breath unsynced and split them back into two people. Cock softening inside Ben, Ryan shifted back, watching as Kai slowly pulled his finger out.
“Get a warm washcloth, please? There should be some by the sink.” Ryan whispered to Kai while he petted Ben and eased him into a more comfortable position. Ben rolled to his side.
Kai carefully swathed a damp cloth over Ryan’s brow, down his chest, and then carefully cleaned the lube off his cock. Ryan pushed Ben’s hip back, turning him onto his stomach so Kai could clean the lube off Ben’s ass too.
They settled on the bed, Ben’s face in Ryan’s neck as Ryan stroked his hair. Kai’s chest pressed to Ben’s back, his hands stroking Ben’s sides and hips. Across Ben, Ryan found Kai’s hip, gripped it tightly, finding his skin smoother and cooler than Ben’s.
“Okay, Kai?” Ryan asked. “Did you get everything you wanted?”
“Yes.” Kai’s voice was muffled against Ben’s neck and then came clearer. “No.”
Ben’s body stiffened against Ryan. “No?” The words vibrated against Ryan’s collarbone.
“No. I’m unsatisfied that I have to wait a year for you guys to get back for a repeat performance.”
Ben’s laughter huffed hot on Ryan’s neck. Ben turned slightly so Kai could hear him clearly. “If you’re still interested in a year, there will be plenty of repeat performances.”
The one-time-only rule had never served them all that well, and Ryan was glad to be free of it. Sleepy and dazed from their long evening, Ryan closed his eyes, pictures of a far future dancing on his lids. Cooking breakfast for Ben and Kai on a quiet domestic morning. The three of them curled up on the sofa, watching a movie. Socializing in a way they never had before with the men they brought home. Ben would like it. They both would. The test of their open relationship achieved more than Ryan ever anticipated. They were good now, so good that there was room for more. Sometime in the far future, after the next step that they were about to leap into.