Chapter 13
DADDY DORIAN
“Daddy’s awake; now can we pin him to the bed?”
My eyes flew open to reveal two blurry forms, perched like gargoyles on either side of me. Blinking slowly brought their hungry smiles into focus. With focus came awareness of the cool air in the room against the dampness on my chest.
Shit.
“We have to ask first,” Murry insisted.
Okay, so it was Raleigh’s voice that had jarred me from sleep.
“Daddy, can we pin you to the bed and have a drink?” Raleigh asked, body rocking forward, showing off his eagerness to pounce on me.
My bladder chose that moment to suggest having him hold off on that, before I found myself squirming around for reasons that had nothing to do with enjoying the hell out of having their lips on me.
“Only after Daddy uses the bathroom,” I told them, darting off the bed the moment they leaned back enough to give me space.
It didn’t take long to piss and wipe down my chest. I returned to my room to find them exactly where I’d left them, each perched on one side of the bed, waiting to pounce on me.
Saturday mornings were ours, at least until ten, then we flipped things into work mode, since that was when the shop opened and it was always our busiest sales day of the week.
At least they gave me time to brace for the combined weight of them tumbling against me, though I could only hold on to them for a moment before I wound up flattened against my pillows, hungry lips pressing hot kisses across my chest.
As they worked their way to my nipples, I thought back to the night of Aspen’s birthday and the shock and awe of them squirming in my lap, offering to help me out with my leaking problem.
It was like they’d been deliberately placed in my path, at just the right time in my life when I could appreciate how lucky I was to have found two men who slipped so easily into every corner of my life like they’d been made for me.
They latched on like lightning bolts, with long, hard sucks that drew milk from my nipples while sending a hell of a lot of blood pooling south.
It hit me then that they had been made for me, and now that I’d found them and claimed them, we’d only be growing together from here, because I never intended to let them go.
Or do anything that might chase them out of my life with no wish to ever return to me.
Their happiness was mine to safeguard. Their curiosity was mine to nurture. Their pleasure was mine to control.
And we had plenty of time this morning for me to show them just how I rewarded my precious pets when they got it in their heads to wake me this way.
By the time I was through with them, I’d make certain that they knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that pouncing on Daddy and pinning him to the bed in the morning would always be a welcome way of kickstarting the day.
Someone’s knee bumped mine, then thighs slid over my thighs, pinning my legs to the bed.
That was fine for now. They could do what they wanted as long as they kept sucking.
Somewhere along the way they fell into synch as they nursed from me.
My nipples, always sensitive when they were being suckled, grew more so each time one of them deliberately grazed their teeth over the tips.
I petted their hair, occasionally tugging just to feel one of them growl or groan around my flesh.
Then my pets grew naughty, hands grazing down my chest to rest over the front of my boxer briefs.
My cock throbbed as one cupped it, a second hand coming to rest on top of the first, and the best part was not being able to do anything but lie there and feel.
I waited until they had me riding on the ragged edge, close to spilling my seed in my shorts, to shove at their shoulders and snarl out a command to them.
“That’s enough.”
They stopped immediately. They froze, really, breath wafting over my nipples while they waited for instruction.
“Get those shorts off,” I told them, chuckling as the bed shook as they hurried to comply.
I got mine off as well and fished the supplies out of the end table drawer beside the bed.
“Which of you woke up with naughty thoughts this morning? I asked, holding up the blankets on both sides of me in an invitation for them to crawl under them and join me.
Raleigh and Murry excitedly responded. “Me!”
“So you were conspiring together to be naughty,” I said when they both claimed responsibility. “It seems to me like that shows ingenuity, which deserves a very special award of its own, along with one for teamwork. Collaborative efforts should always be praised.”
“We like praise,” Murry blurted.
I chuckled at that and caressed Murry’s cheek.
“Believe me, I know. Which is why I always make sure to tell you what good pets you are. Because I can see that it makes you happy. In case you haven’t figured it out yet, I love seeing smiles on your faces.
And I would love to know what naughty thoughts were going through your heads this morning so I can make them a reality. ”
“I want to ride you, Daddy,” Murry admitted.
“And I want to be bent over the side of the bed,” Raleigh said.
“Pretty sure we can make both things happen,” I said, cuddling them as they lay curled against my sides, erections poking my thighs.
“Really, Daddy?” Murry said.
“Definitely.”
It was time to give them a taste of their own medicine.
I teased their cocks with soft touches, just enough to draw whines from them and get them squirming.
They must have been wound up for a while before they woke me, because they started leaking precum not long after I began caressing them, needy, desperate sounds making my cock throb.
“Have you two ever sucked each other off at the same time?” I asked.
“We love 69s,” Raleigh said.
“Then let’s see how good you are at it,” I said, removing my hands from their bodies so I could shove the blankets out of the way.
Scooting up so I was sitting against the headboard gave them plenty of room to maneuver in the California King I was glad I no longer had to sleep alone in. It was Raleigh who flipped around, while Murry scooted lower on the bed, the pair taking their time arranging themselves just right.
I’d expected them to get right to it. Instead, Raleigh started kissing the inside of Murry’s thigh, while Murry licked over the head of Raleigh’s cock, making it bob.
Watching them wind each other up was just as good as touching them myself, but then, I’d always enjoyed a bit of visual foreplay, especially if it was happening live.
The way Raleigh used everything at his disposal, lips, tongue, and the brush of his hair over Murry’s cock, making him suck in a harsh breath and shudder, took erotic to a whole other level.
Murry, on the other hand, left little pink love bites along Raleigh’s hip, the pinch of his teeth making Raleigh jerk before Murry used his tongue to soothe them away.
“Murr,” Raleigh groaned against Murry’s sack as he nuzzled it, then licked his way up Murry’s cock.
Murry’s breath hitched as he tried to respond. “Y-yeah?”
“Suck me!” Raleigh snapped before wrapping his lips around Murry’s cock.
A gasp spilled from between Murry’s lips before he did as Raleigh ordered, followed by moans muffled by Raleigh’s cock.
I could only sit there and imagine the sensations rippling through Raleigh in response to the vibrations those noises produced.
It drew groans from him, which caused Murry to shudder and grip Raleigh’s hip, pulling him closer until all of Raleigh’s cock vanished down Murry’s throat.
Like on the dance floor, they were completely in sync with one another.
Every twitch, growl, groan, and shallow rocking of hips elicited sound and motion from the other.
The time for teasing was clearly in the past, replaced by slurping, writhing, and scratch marks scraped into each other’s skin.
Murry came first, by a handful of seconds, fingertips dug into Raleigh’s ass, gripping so tight I knew there would be impressions there when he finally let go.
Raleigh had tangled his fingers in Murry’s hair and held him there as they swallowed each other’s cum.
I was so hard I didn’t dare touch myself out of fear that I’d shoot my load before I could slide inside one of them.
Holy fuck, that was just too damned hot.
Their movements were clumsy as they lay panting, spent cocks slipping from between their lips as they fought to catch their breath.
Raleigh struggled to uncurl his fingers from Murry’s hair, and sure as shit, there were fingertip-shaped impressions dug into Raleigh’s ass when Murry finally let go of him.
Even when they flopped on their backs, struggling to suck in air, they still reached for one another, groping along the bedspread until they could entwine their fingers together.
“Damn,” I muttered, in awe of the two beautiful men splayed out in front of me as well as the show they’d just treated me to.
Since Murry certainly wasn’t up for a ride, and Raleigh was close enough to the edge of the bed that a little tugging and positioning would make it easy for me to grant his wish, I slid from the bed, running my hand up his leg as I did.
“Still want Daddy to fuck you over the side of the bed?” I asked him.
Raleigh’s voice sounded wrecked when he finally choked the words out. “Y-y-yes, please.”
“Then let’s get you loosened up for Daddy,” I said as I gently maneuvered him so most of his body remained on his bed while his legs dangled over the edge.
It put him at the perfect height, especially with how flexible he was, to splay his legs like a frog's, revealing the hole that I intended to fill.
I knew he liked things warm and tingly, so I deliberately spread cinnamon lube on my fingers before stroking over his entrance.
He was so relaxed that when I finally pressed against it, he easily opened and let me in, a low hum spilling from between his lips.