Lucky Boys (Il Fortunato #1)

24. Maverick

CHAPTER 24

MAVERICK

The boys were naked and vibrating with excitement when Luc and I walked in. Honestly, I wasn’t much better. It was odd how the addition of Brooks into our dynamic had tilted my thoughts on just about everything. I loved Skye and fucking him roughly and giving him the pain he needed, but I rarely thought of him as my boy. Yet, seeing him with Brooks somehow shifted the way I was thinking, and now I considered them both mine. Not that Brooks knew that yet. I wondered how he’d feel about it.

It was too soon. Everything was still too unsettled to make any kind of declarations, even one as simple as that. It was time to focus on the now, on the two sexy as fuck, naked men that stood in front of us.

Skye was such a cocky fucker, and even in this situation, it showed. He stood confidently with his hands at his sides, relaxed and calm despite his angry and leaking dick that stood proud between his thighs. He smirked at us, his gaze heated.

Brooks was just as turned on, but seeing the two of us walk in, fully dressed, flipped a switch in him, one I wanted to explore. Naturally, without any direction, he automatically straightened up. His hands went behind his back and he widened his stance slightly. He lowered his head, glancing up at us through his lashes.

“I gotta say, this was a good idea, Mav,” Luca praised, walking up to the boys, taking them in. “What better way to shake off a day of travel than to play with my sexy men.”

Skye waggled his eyebrows. “I did offer my services on the plane, Boss, but you decided to be professional.” He ended the sentence on a whine, clearly trying to antagonize.

Luca crowded into Skye’s personal space. He held his own, but I did notice his hands go behind his back as well. “Hmmm,” Luca said in agreement, “My mistake, clearly.”

Luca pinched his nipple and twisted hard enough that even Skye hissed in pain. My dick had been pushing painfully against my jeans since I’d walked into Luca’s office, and it was only getting worse. Since the plan was to torture the boys, not myself, I opened my pants and freed my dick from the confines of my clothes. I managed not to smile as Brooks shifted discreetly, attempting to get a better look.

Luca’s nails dragged along Skye’s bare chest as he walked away from him and in front of Brooks. For a moment, all the sexy teasing disappeared as he studied the boy seriously. We had talked about it briefly in the office, and he was a little worried that Brooks wasn’t ready for that kind of play with him. It was an understandable concern, which was why I hung back, so they could chat without my interference.

Luca gripped Brooks’s chin in a firm hold and tilted his head up so he was looking him in the eye. “I know we still have a lot of things to work out and talk about. If you’re not ready for me to have this kind of scene with you, tell me now. I won’t be mad or upset. Maverick and Skye will play with you exclusively, or if you want to just watch, or even not participate at all, whatever you’re most comfortable with, Brooks. I know I still have a lot of making up to do, which I will, and I don’t want to push you when you’re not ready.”

Any tension Brooks had just oozed out of him, and he flashed Luca a teasing grin. “I won’t lie, I was a little nervous. Just cause last time we did anything formal, well, yeah, you remember. But that honestly makes me feel so much better. We’ll never move forward if we don’t take chances, and I think you and this thing we all are building is worth it.”

Luca froze, probably in surprise, and then he attacked Brooks’s mouth with enough force that the boy stumbled back a step before getting his bearings. Brooks never removed his arms from behind his back, but he did rise on his toes to lean into the kiss more.

Luca finally broke away with a laugh. “Good boy. Fuck, Brooks. You’re addicting.”

Brooks looked a little dazed but happy. “I try to be, Sir.”

“Holy hell, I love hearing that word on your lips.”

“I like hearing it too, Sir. Feels right.”

I glanced over at Skye and saw him grinning from ear to ear. Every day that passed, it seemed clearer that Brooks was our missing puzzle piece, as he seamlessly fit into Skye’s and my life. All that was missing was for him and Luca to get their act together. Now that they were on their way, I could feel peace settling over our group. Add in Wes and Diego and I could see our little poly family growing into the big unit I’d always dreamed of.

“Okay, couple things. For convenience’s sake, we’re gonna go with club safewords for today. Green, yellow, and red. That way we don’t all have to try and remember new ones when we’re all just trying to get the feel of being in a scene together. Understood?”

Brooks nodded, comfortable with that. “Understood, Sir. If I need to stop or slow down, I’ll say red or yellow, and I’ll do the same if any of you do.”

Luca touched his cheek with a small smile. I came and stood next to him, wanting to be part of the negotiations.

“That’s perfect, trouble. Good boy.”

Luca eyed Skye and me, making sure we understood as well.

“Works for me,” I replied easily.

“Stoplight system, got it, Boss.”

Luca turned back to Brooks. “Okay, I won’t keep us talking much longer. I don’t want you to get too soft.” He grinned at Brooks’s softening cock. “But let’s do the basics. Soon, like very, very soon, we’re all going to sit down and have a real talk. Limits, what we want out of this relationship. We’ll go over the checklists and even do a contract if that’s what you’d like. The sooner I can make things permanent and solid with you, the better. For now, what are your limits for the scene?”

“Um, no piss or scat, and I have to be able to work tomorrow, so nothing that would stop that from happening. Oh, and like I told Mav the other day, I’m good with some humiliation, like calling me slut, but please don’t be mean. I don’t react well when someone says I’m useless, even in a scene.”

Similar to me, Luca narrowed his eyes, ready to knock in the heads of whoever had made our boy feel like that. But he reined it in, running his thumb over Brooks’s bottom lip. “Never, sweetheart. You’re my trouble, my brat, my little slut, but never useless. Fucking never.”

Brooks blinked, looking a little unsteady on his feet. I stepped in before the scene completely slipped away from us. Smiling softly, I leaned closer to Brooks and petted his hair. The boy needed almost constant physical affection to remind him he was safe and cared for.

“Good boy. We can work with those.” Obviously. That was nothing, but it still gave Brooks the shivers, like I was doing him a favor.

“What about protection? I just discussed this with Wes last night but we’re all clean, get tested regularly, and are on PrEP. We always use protection outside of our dynamics. If you want us to use condoms today we will. I’m sure they’re around here somewhere.”

“No, sir. I’m good. I trust y’all.”

“That’s pretty much everything. If anything comes up while we’re in the middle of the scene, say yellow and we’ll pause and go over it,” I reminded him with a kiss. “Understood?”

“Understood, Sir.”

I looked over at Luca. “I think we’ve talked long enough, haven’t we?”

Luca’s gaze heated. “I agree.”

We started to walk away to prepare, but before I got too far, Skye stopped me and whispered something in my ear.

By the time he was done, I was practically vibrating, and picked up the pace to talk to Luca, who was dragging out a spanking bench. Brooks was watching us with curiosity but stayed quiet. He would find out what we were discussing very soon.

We had a quick nonverbal discussion to make sure we were on the same page, which we very much were.

“On the bench, slut,” I told Skye as soon as Luca had it in place.

He waggled his eyebrows but obeyed, heading toward the center of the room. I blocked his path as he passed me, though, my hand on his throat before he could sidestep me. Not that Skye couldn’t have me on my back in seconds if he wanted to. I was strong and a good fighter, but I wasn’t dumb enough to let Skye’s stature or his mostly submissive nature fool me. He could easily kick all our asses . . . at the same time.

Luckily for all of us, Skye had no desire to fight me and he was a hardcore maso who loved breath play. So, it was no surprise at all that he tilted his head, giving me more access, and even took a tiny step forward, putting more pressure on his throat. I squeezed enough that he was gasping for breath. Skye looked at me with glazed over eyes but made no attempt to stop me.

Guiding him by his throat, I kissed him, rough and dominating, biting his lip hard enough to draw blood.

“Such a fucking slut,” I whispered fondly. I leaned forward, licking the drop blooming on Skye’s bottom lip.

Skye’s tongue dragged along the spot I’d just cleaned. “Your slut,” he reminded me, his voice hoarse as he attempted to talk through my hold.

I growled, tempted to fucking bite him again. “Mine. Don’t ever forget that.”

I let him go with a shove. Skye barely faltered. “Never. I’ll never forget.”

I slapped his ass and gave him another push toward the spanking bench, where Luca was waiting.

Before Skye could climb on, Luca stopped him, tugging his hair painfully and kissing him with as much ownership as I had.

Skye was back to being rock hard and a little shaky by the time he got into position. “I’ll secure the slut,” I said to Luca. “You get the brat prepped.”

“Happily.” Luca gave me a quick peck on the lips before turning toward one of the many cabinets filled with supplies and toys. “Come here, trouble. Let’s see what we can do with you.”

“Yes, Sir!” It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say Brooks skipped over to where Luca was standing. Damn, the boy was excitable.

I turned away from them and toward Skye. Running my hand down the column of his spine, then to the curve of his ass, I pressed forward so my dick was just an inch or two away from Skye’s face. If he stretched, he could probably reach it. His mouth opened, panting, like maybe just the call of the warm, needy hole would bring it close enough for him to taste.

I laughed cruelly and stepped away. Enjoying the whimper, I began strapping Skye to the bench, first his arms and then his thighs and calves. The knee rests were positioned in a way so his legs were spread wide, giving perfect access to his ass and hole. And his cock and balls that hung free in between his legs.

After checking that the straps were tight, but not tight enough to cut off circulation, I walked around to his front and tugged his head up by his hair. Skye hissed and met my eyes, his expression the beautiful mix of fight and submission I loved. I pulled hard, hard enough that his lips parted on a gasp, and at that moment I spit, aiming right for the gap and into his open mouth.

I fucking loved seeing Skye’s reactions to, well, just about anything. He was a sadist’s wet dream, and his humiliation kink matched mine perfectly. A little bit of spittle trailed down his chin, and I smeared it into his face with the palm of my hand.

“Look at you.” My voice was harsh and mean, just the way Skye liked it when we played hard. “You’re already a mess and we haven’t even started yet.” I roughly tapped the side of his face with the palm of my hand twice, just this side of a slap.

Skye panted, already giving in too much to respond. I walked around his back again, my nails scratching along his skin as I did. I glanced over at our other pair. Luca was holding a cock cage in his hand and whispering something to Brooks, who was nodding eagerly. I grinned. This was going to be fun.

With one last pat to Skye’s ass, I walked over to Brooks and Luca, crowding Brooks from behind. I caressed his stomach, holding him close to me.

“Well, what do we have here?” I jerked my head toward the cock cage.

Luca sighed heavily, like he was extremely put out about this whole situation. “Well, I’m trying to get our boy all ready, but he’s not cooperating. I can’t exactly put this on when he’s in this state.”

Brooks whimpered as I looked over at his very hard cock. “Hmmm,” I agreed quietly. “We have to do something about that.”

“I’m guessing an orgasm is off the table?” Brooks asked hopefully, causing both Luca and I to laugh.

“Nice try, trouble,” Luca said, shaking his head in amusement.

Brooks’s shoulders shook with amusement, and I took advantage of his distraction to cup his balls with my hand and squeeze none too gently. Brooks gasped and tried to buck out of my grip, but I was relentless. Also, it didn’t work. His cock still stood tall and pretty and not even the tiniest bit soft.

I tsked, looking around the borrowed space to see what was here. I had stopped by to check it out briefly while Skye and Brooks had been in the shower. But time had been limited, so I couldn’t do more than give it cursory glances, making sure the equipment was clean and up to snuff, and leaving before the boys had shown up.

I’d known this place would be high quality though. It belonged to Jason Martinez and Kai Rinaldi. Luca knew them from his SEALS days and had kept up a friendly working relationship with them as they’d branched off into private security. We’d helped each other out over the years, and the added interest in kink had been beneficial to both sides. Not many safe houses had a built-in playroom.

My eyes finally landed on the mini fridge and small ice maker in the corner. Perfect. I sucked a mark on Brooks’s neck, just because I could, squeezed his balls one more time, and then walked over.

I quickly checked the fridge, happy to see bottles of water and an electrolyte drink stocked in there. I grabbed one of the towels that was folded neatly on a cart next to it and picked up two pieces of ice.

Skye had twisted around to look at me and winced when he saw what I was holding. “Better you than me, sunshine,” he replied sympathetically.

Brooks had just enough time to turn to him curiously before I was back and pushing him into Luca’s grip. Luca wrapped his arms around Brooks, holding him to his chest and essentially binding him.

The boy’s eyes widened as he stared at my hand. “Wha—ahh! Ah, fuck. Fuck! That’s cold! Shit!”

I grinned, stepping even closer into the writhing boy’s space, the ice cube pressed right up against the length of his cock. “Shhh, trouble,” Luca whispered soothingly into Brooks’s ear as he held his arms pinned to his sides so he couldn’t push me away. “Maverick is only trying to help you. You do want help, don’t you?”

Brooks let out something between a sob and a whine before nodding miserably. “Y-yes, Sir. Please help me.”

“You do beg so nicely.” I massaged the ice cube in until it was completely melted, and then the other one just for good measure. Brooks was no longer begging but rather shooting daggers at me by the time I was done, and his cock was nice and soft.

“Perfect. Thank me for helping you, boy.”

Brooks looked like he’d rather do anything but, but he somehow managed to get out the words, “Thank you, Sir.”

Kissing his cheek, Luca let him go so that he could unscrew his PA. The cock cage was designed with openings that made it perfect for the barbell to slide through once it was in place. Luca spun Brooks around and squatted so he was level with his cock. “Let me know if this pinches.” He slid the steel ring around Brooks’s balls before fitting the cage and snapping it in place. Brooks adjusted his barbell so it pushed comfortably through the holes in the cage and twisted the back on again.

Brooks adjusted his balls and the cage a few times before bringing his arms behind him again. “Good, Sir.”

“Perfect. Now, time for step two. Go stand in front of Skye. I think he needs some company. We’ll be right there.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Brooks walked slightly awkwardly, as he adjusted to the metal in between his legs, over to Skye, standing right in front of him.

“Looking good, sunshine.”

Brooks laughed and bent down, cupping Skye’s face. “So do you. You look sexy as fuck all strapped up like this.” Skye’s laugh was cut short by Brooks’s kiss.

I was so focused on the show in front of me that I didn’t even notice Luca walking up to me, holding a particularly nasty looking dildo ready to be strapped on Brooks’s body.

“Fuck, that’s gonna tear the slut up. He’s going to love it.”

I said it loud enough to get Skye’s and Brooks’s attention. Brooks jumped, his focus completely on the toy in Luca’s hand. Skye tried to twist around to see it, but I slapped his ass cheek, hard.

“Eyes front.”

Skye grunted in protest, but he faced Brooks, who petted his hair absently while staring at us.

Luca walked up to Brooks, while I went to stand behind and slightly to the side of Skye. That way, I could see everything Luca was doing, but Skye couldn’t see me. Luca held up the strap-on dildo, letting both boys take it in.

“This wasn’t the scene we had planned, but Skye is a naughty fucker and let us in on a little secret. One we couldn’t possibly ignore. But we couldn’t let things be too easy.” Luca shrugged, all casual and relaxed, which drove Skye crazy. “Brooks’s dick is a little . . . occupied at the moment, so since Mav and I are so helpful”—a snort came from Skye, while Brooks bit into his lip to keep from laughing—“we found this for him to fuck you with. You can take it, right, Skye?”

“’Course, Boss.”

“Good boy.” Luca patted Skye’s cheek. At some point, Luca had lost his pants completely and was wearing only his black T-shirt. With anyone else, it would look ridiculous, but he somehow pulled it off.

“Let’s get you suited, trouble.”

He spun Brooks around again and got the dildo situated and securely placed above his caged dick. “Feel good, sweetheart?” Luca asked, letting a little of his sweetness in.

“Yes, Sir. Everything feels fine.”

Luca gave Brooks a little shove so he was directly in front of Skye. “Suck it,” he ordered Skye. “Get it nice and wet. It’s the only slick you’re getting.”

It wasn’t. I was already holding the lube behind my back. Skye needed minimal prep, but that thing was large and thick, and we didn’t want to actually hurt him.

Still, his and Brooks’s shudders went straight to my dick. I loved fucking with them almost more than fucking them. Almost.

Skye opened his mouth wide, flattening his tongue and making room for the intrusion. Brooks started to ease in, but Luca was behind him, his body pressed up against Brooks’s, his hard dick pressing between his cheeks. Hands solidly on the boy’s hips, he guided him forward, pushing half the dildo into Skye’s mouth.

Skye’s pretty lips wrapped around it, and I could see his throat flex as he swallowed. “That’s it, soak it, boy,” Luca told him harshly. He pulled Brooks out about halfway before pushing in deeper, so the dildo was in Skye’s throat.

Skye gagged for half a second before he got it under control. I could see Brooks fighting to back off and let him breathe, but Luca wouldn’t let him move a muscle.

“That’s it, trouble, flex your hips. Good boy. Shh, stop fighting me. The slut can take it, can’t he?”

Skye made some kind of sound that could be assent and relaxed his throat even further. Luca thrust his hips forward into Brooks, which caused Brooks to move even deeper into Skye’s throat.

“He loves this,” Luca assured him. “Loves deep throating until he passes out.”

His words didn’t calm down poor Brooks in the slightest. “Skye also knows to snap his fingers twice if gets to be too much,” I informed Brooks, which finally made him relax.

“O-okay, that’s good.”

He stopped fighting Luca then. Luca let Skye breathe for a second before he had the dildo back down his throat. He looked at me.

“What do you think? Should be good enough?”

I shrugged. “Yeah, I think so. I’m sure the little whore got it nice and wet.”

Luca guided Brooks out. “Good boys. Look how fucking needy and desperate you both are. He cupped Brooks’s caged cock. “Do you see this, Mav? Even in the cage, it’s trying to get hard.”

I shook my head. “Needy little thing.” Brooks whined and tried to fuck Luca’s hand, which earned him a sharp twist of his nipple.

“None of that, boy.”

I used the distraction to walk behind Skye. I didn’t waste any time, ready to get the show on the road. Quickly, I spread his cheeks with my thumbs. “Fuck, this hole is really begging to be filled.” I spit directly on it and then used my finger to push it inside. Skye arched back, and Brooks moaned where he was still being held by Luca, who continued to play with his nipples.

I pulled my finger out and quickly poured some of the lube from my hand directly in between Skye’s cheeks. Not a lot, but it would be enough. I pushed it inside with two fingers, stretching him quickly and roughly. Pulling out, I slapped his ass one more time.

“God, your hole is pulsing. You’re really begging for it, huh? I’m sure you’d love to feel a real cock fill you up.” I gave mine a little squeeze. “But you gotta earn that.”

“Ungh,” was the only response I got, and then Luca was dragging Brooks toward me by his nipple.

The poor boy had tears in his eyes and was leaking freely from the cock cage. He looked up at me through hooded lashes, his pupils dilated and hazy. I just clucked my tongue. If he thought he was going to get sympathy from me, he was sorely mistaken. I lived for this shit.