Chapter 7
Oliver
I can’t remember the last time I slept this well.
That’s not just because I’m still barely conscious, so can hardly even remember what happened last night to send me off so well.
As awareness slowly creeps back to me, I feel rested to my bones.
No worries about graduating keeping me up until the small hours of the morning, I suppose.
Then it hits me what did tire me out so thoroughly. It’s difficult to stop everything rushing back to me when I realize I’m not simply having a nice, naughty dream.
Someone is sucking my cock and pushing thick, slippery fingers against my slightly tender hole.
I gasp and blink awake to find myself cuddled up to Tallis’s side. “Shh, little treat,” he says soothingly, kissing my forehead. “Daddy couldn’t wait for his breakfast. Are you all right with him digging in?”
After a few more breaths to hurry up the oxygen my brain desperately needs, I recall that I clearly consented to being woken up like this because I thought it sounded exciting. I just about manage to wrangle my thoughts enough to decide that it’s actually super fucking hot.
“Ohh, Daddy,” I groan, burying my face against Tallis’s chest, squirming as my mind finally catches up with everything my body is experiencing. August’s form bobs under the covers as he pleasures me, but I try and push them away so I can see. “Feels so good. Don’t stop!”
Tallis chuckles and takes pity on me, flipping the duvet off to reveal August as he slurps and hums around my cock. He looks up, his face flushed and his eyes sparkling as he swallows me down harder.
“Fucking hell,” Tallis mutters, hugging me tighter. I glance up to see him absolutely mesmerized by his husband. It might be a gorgeously filthy thing we’re doing, but Tallis radiates love toward August.
It’s a privilege to be a part of such a moment.
But it’s also quickly tipping me over the edge of what I’m sure is going to be the first orgasm of many today.
“Master!” I cry out. “Can I come?”
“Oh, hold on a second there, little treat. Augie Pie? What did we discuss?”
August pops off my cock, making me whimper, then grins up at us. “I almost forgot.”
Tallis hums knowingly, reaching for a plate on the nightstand. As he holds it out for August, I see it’s displaying a chocolate éclair. They can’t be thinking of…?
Of course they can.
It turns out the éclair is frozen, and I gasp as my Daddy begins easing it into my lubed-up hole.
It’s not that big, so the little prep he did was enough.
But my body is confused by the temperature, my muscles fluttering around the welcomed intrusion, but the iciness brings a different kind of pain.
Like being stretched out quickly, it’s not quite unpleasant.
However, I still cling to Tallis and gasp as August works it back and forth.
Tallis laughs at me squirming, sending that flash of hot lust through me again instead of shame. “Daddy is going to let you warm up the rest of his breakfast, little treat. Then he’s going to take his time gobbling it and you up. We’ll have to think of a way to spend the time until then.”
August leaves the éclair with half of it hanging out so it’s not in danger of getting lost inside me, then crawls up the bed to kiss my panting mouth. “Good morning, baby boy,” he says, grinning against my lips.
“Good morning to you, too, Daddy,” I say with a slightly hysterical laugh. It’s certainly a wake-up call I’m going to remember for the rest of my whole fucking life. I’m going to be ninety years old in the gay retirement home, thrilling all the nurses with this wild tale.
“Good morning, Master,” August says, also giving his husband a leisurely kiss. Watching them makes my dick perk up from where the shock of the cold éclair frightened it off for a bit. They’re so hot together, I could watch them for hours.
That gives me an idea.
“Master?” I say once they break apart.
“Yes, little treat?” he replies warmly. August settles on the other side of me, the three of us all perfectly naked, so I can see they’re both already quite excited. That’s exactly what I want.
But it’s not my birthday. I feel confident enough to suggest my idea, but ultimately, it’s about what my Daddy August wants. I promise myself I won’t be hurt if they don’t like my suggestion.
Okay, I’ll probably be a little put out. But I’ll never know if I don’t ask.
“I assume I’m not going to be allowed to come until Daddy’s enjoyed his breakfast.”
Tallis chuckles. “You are correct, sweetheart. It’s safe to assume that we’ll want to tease you and make you wait until the end most times when we play. After last night, we’re both agreed that we like watching you come very much.”
I try not to squirm too much so I don’t break or smoosh the melting éclair. But that’s hot.
Not letting my thoughts drift back to last night is difficult. It’s hard to begin processing how incredible it all was. But I want to stay present in this incredible moment as well. There will be plenty of time for reminiscing once the weekend is all over.
“I have an idea of how we can stay busy while Daddy’s breakfast warms up,” I say shyly, feeling myself blush. But both men look at me like I’m fascinating, giving me confidence as my heart rate picks up.
“Is that so, little one?” Tallis says in amusement. “Is it a delicious idea?”
“Um, I hope so.” I look between them and bite my lip for a second as I draw on my courage.
Then I reach out with both hands and tentatively stroke their cocks.
August moans, his eyelids fluttering, and Tallis growls, fixing me with a predatory look that makes my heart stutter.
“I want breakfast, too,” I tell them coquettishly.
“If I warm up Daddy and our Master, could I watch, um…”
My nerves get the better of me, and I glance away in embarrassment. But Tallis touches his finger to my chin, making me look back at him.
“What would you like to watch, little treat?” he asks. “I want to hear the dirty words come from your sweet lips.”
I lick those lips and giggle. “Um, I want to see Daddy getting fucked by our Master. But only if that’s what Daddy wants. It’s his birthday.”
Tallis arches his eyebrow at me, and a shiver of fear runs through me. It’s not real fear, obviously. But definitely some kind of adrenaline surge that makes my body think it should fight or flight.
Or flirt, maybe.
I give both their dicks a squeeze.
Tallis’s eyes flash with what I hope is lust. “Who is your Master, little treat?”
“You, Sir,” I say without hesitation.
“Exactly. So we do what I want. And what I want is to fuck my gorgeous husband while our little treat watches, and when I tell him, he can eat his breakfast. When I’ve had my fill, then you both will be allowed to come. Is that clear?”
He grabs the back of August’s head, tugging his hair as he brings their faces close together. August is pretty much glowing with desire. “Yes, Master,” he rasps. “My pleasure is your pleasure. I want to be used by you.”
“Hands and knees,” Tallis instructs. “Spread your legs like butter. You’re going to take me hard and fast.”
August shivers and moans, his eyes closing briefly. “Yes, Master.”
My heart is pounding in my chest as he scrambles in front of me on all fours.
He pushes my feet closer to my ass so my treat-filled hole is better exposed, then starts kissing along the inside of my thigh, caressing the other side of my leg as he does.
His soft beard and plump lips tickle my skin equally, and I can’t help but whimper.
“Good boy,” Tallis tells him, running a hand down his spine. “You look so beautiful. I’m going to make you feel so amazing.”
“Yes, Master,” August mumbles as he starts on my other thigh.
I love how he can enjoy being both my Daddy as well as Tallis’s submissive.
I hate to let psychology intrude on a perfectly decadent moment, but there’s something really sexy about feeling like everyone in the room is being respected when kink can make us so vulnerable.
Knowing that fact because of stuff I’ve read online and experiencing it firsthand are obviously two very different things.
After almost four years of college, I feel like I finally appreciate that I’m more of a hands-on sort of student.
I’m determined to get an A in this class.
All silly thoughts about school fly out of the window as Tallis lubricates his fingers and pushes two inside his husband’s exposed entrance.
August moans against my skin, making me shiver.
I try not to even blink as my eyes rake over the sight of Tallis kneeling strong and proud behind my lovely, soft Daddy.
I can appreciate the Master’s fully naked form for the first time, as I was too out of it yesterday evening and he didn’t stay long in the shower anyway.
Like I thought, he has a gorgeous body. Broad and solid without being ripped. He’s not as furry as August, but he still has a good amount of dark hair across his chest that trails down to where his thick cock is standing at attention, eager to be satisfied.
He doesn’t waste much time stretching out my Daddy, which I assume as husbands is something they’re used to. If I know and trust a guy, I can take him much easier without a lot of foreplay, so I guess August feels the same way but probably times ten more considering how long they’ve been married.
My hand twitches, desperate to give myself some relief as Tallis starts sliding into August hole, making him grunt and gasp. I resist, though, knowing I’m not allowed. Besides, I want to fully appreciate the show these gorgeous men are putting on for me.
“You look so hot, Daddy,” I whisper, locking eyes with him. “Does the Master’s cock feel good? It looks so good, Daddy.”
“It’s amazing, baby boy,” he utters, his pink skin glistening as Tallis starts to fuck him harder. “I loved watching you take it last night. Do you like seeing our Master use Daddy, too?”
I hope I’m not breaking any rules of the game, but I can’t stop myself from shimmying down a few inches so I can lean up and kiss August on the mouth. “I love it, Daddy,” I murmur against his lips. “The Master is right. You’re so beautiful.”
“Daddy jiggles like Jell-O,” he says, half-laughing, half-moaning as Tallis grabs his hair and thrusts faster.
“Yummy Jell-O in my tummy,” I tell him with a giggle.
“I think it’s Daddy who will be gobbling you up, little treat,” Tallis says, managing to keep his voice steady despite the fact that he’s still pounding into his husband.
The slap-slap-slap of skin on skin fills the air as well as the scent of masculine musk, lube, and melting chocolate.
“Time for breakfast, Augie Pie. I think you should start with your milkshake.”
I wail as August wastes no time in swallowing down my cock to the back of his throat.
Yesterday was fun with all the chocolate sauce, but now he gets straight to sucking me off in what quickly becomes the best blowjob of my life.
He seriously knows what he’s doing with his tongue and his lips and the way he twists his hand around the base of my shaft.
I’m screaming nonsense and sliding my fingers through my Daddy’s hair as he drives me insane.
Tallis reaches under August’s belly and wraps his palm around his husbands big, leaking dick, jerking him off fast. “Come for me, darling,” he gasps, finally sounding as wrecked as August and I are.
“Make our little treat come down your throat. We need to fill you with cream from both ends, my delectable jelly donut.”
I gnash my teeth as August howls around my cock.
I’m not sure whose climax hits first, but soon all three of us are spurting our loads either on the bed sheet or inside my Daddy.
Once I catch my breath, I flop down on the mattress, my whole body quivering with aftershocks.
The moment August pops off my length, he wastes no time in starting on the éclair, emitting happy sighs and smacking his lips as he devours the choux pastry and licks all the cream and chocolate from me.
When I glance up from that tantalizing sight, I find that Tallis is watching me.
He’s still inside his husband, his chest rising and falling as he comes down from his high.
His gaze drops to where August is enjoying me obscenely, then it comes back up to look at me, a different kind of hunger shining from behind his dark eyes.
“Good boy, Oliver,” he says in a low rumble. “You’re Daddy’s perfect little treat.”
I’m wrung out and overstimulated, but yet I still find some room for a helping of pride at Tallis’s words. All I wanted was to be the best present for these men I barely knew. I wanted to feel special and like I was doing a great job.
In that moment, I feel all those things and so much more.
I drop my hands above my head, writhing a little for Tallis’s viewing pleasure. “Thank you, Master,” I whisper, feeling seductive in a way like I’ve never experienced before.
Whatever they have planned for the rest of the weekend, I can’t wait.
I already don’t want our time together to end.