Chapter 6
Vince
It’s been a couple of days since Leland showed up at the apartment and he kept his word by messaging us.
It’s sporadic at best, but it’s a step in the right direction, especially after what he told Zac and their kiss.
Zac was walking on fucking clouds when he came home even though I could still see the worry lining his eyes.
I look over at Zac’s desk and watch him as he pours over whatever he’s looking at. We opened this law practice together and didn’t see a reason for separate offices. It also gives me a chance to keep an eye on him.
My phone pings with a message, and I smile when I see it’s Leland.
Leland: I need your help.
With what, babydoll?
Leland: I need to get out of my head.
Do you know what you’re asking for?
Leland: No? I mean, yes. I know what it might involve, but I don’t know exactly what that means. That’s where you come in.
You know I’ll do anything for you. When?
Leland: Tonight?
Let me talk to Zac and I’ll send you the details.
I set my phone down and look over at Zac. “I just got an interesting message from Leland.”
“You did?” When Zac doesn’t meet my eyes, I know something is up.
“What did you do?”
Zac grins and sits back in his chair. “He said he was wound up, and I might have told him he should message you for help.”
“Is that right?” Zac’s grin slips when he hears the tone in my voice.
“Hmmm. Now that’s going to be on my mind all day.
Go lock the door and come here.” I put our phones on do not disturb which will also alert our receptionist that we’re unavailable.
I watch Zac’s tight ass on his way to the door and don’t lift my eyes when I notice he’s already hard in his dress slacks.
He stops beside my desk, waiting. I slide my hand up his thick thigh and he shivers.
“Get my cock out.” Zac’s hands go to my slacks and he has me out in seconds. “Let me fuck that pretty throat.”
Zac drops to his knees and sucks me into his mouth.
My groan rattles my bones when he starts sucking my cock exactly how I like.
I let him slide up and down a few times before burying myself as deep as I can go.
“Do you know what I’m going to do to Leland tonight?
” He shakes his head as much as he can, but his eyes don’t leave mine.
“Such a good boy for me,” I praise, rubbing my finger across his cheek.
“I’m going to show him where he belongs.
” Zac moans against the head of my cock and swallows.
“One of these days, we’re going to be inside him at the same time. ”
Zac’s hand flies to the crotch of his pants and he pushes down on his cock with his palm.
He knows better than to touch himself without my permission, but I know the image that I’m painting.
Our cocks rubbing against each other inside Leland.
The boy we’re going to bring into our lives and show him that he deserves to be loved.
Zac told me about their conversation, and I want to get to the bottom of it. I want to help him heal.
I let Zac come up for breath before shoving back into his mouth, locking my hand on his head and thrusting into his throat.
He’s gagging and heaving, but he never pulls back.
Zac is the one who opened this part of me and helped me navigate through it.
We had many failures in our self discovery, but when we found ourselves it was a beautiful thing to witness.
Zac can submit so beautifully and then dominate in the next breath.
It’s seamless for him. I’ve tried to submit for him but it’s not something that I can give him.
“Fuck, love, your mouth is amazing.” I start fucking his throat faster and feel my balls start to tingle. “I’m going to come. I want you to show me before you swallow.”
Three more thrusts and I’m coming so hard that my toes curl in my shoes.
Just like I ask, Zac pulls back and shows me my cum sitting on his tongue.
I wipe it from the corner of his lip with my thumb and suck it into my mouth.
“Swallow.” He does what I instructed and leans into my touch when I run my fingers through his hair.
“You should have told me what you were doing with Leland. For that, you can’t come. ”
“Yes, Sir.”
I peck his lips. “Go back to your desk so I can come up with a plan.”
“Yes, Sir.” Zac gets up on shaky legs and I tuck myself back in my slacks.
I just hope this plan works out.
* * *
The fucking day dragged by but finally, we’re on our way to pick up Leland. He’s outside waiting for us when we pull up, and I frown at him when he gets into the car.
“I could have walked up to get you.”
“I’m a big boy, Vince.”
Ah, so this is how we’re going to start the night. “I’m sorry. What was that?”
Leland swallows and his shoulders drop. “I’m sorry, Sir. I should have waited.”
I warned him on text how this night was going to go, but I expected a little pushback. Nothing that I haven’t dealt with before. I nod and turn in my seat to put the car in drive.
“We’re going to the club.” I watch Leland in the mirror and his eyes widen. “While we’re there, you belong to us. No one will touch you, and you are to touch no one else unless instructed. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“You do not argue, and you do not backtalk. You asked for my help, which means this is on my terms.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good boy. You look beautiful tonight.”
Leland’s cheeks turn pink and he can’t hide the little smile on his lips. “Thank you, Sir.”
Zac turns to face him. “You always look beautiful. Did you cut your hair?”
Leland pats his curls. “I needed a trim. I didn’t think you would notice.”
“We notice everything about you, pretty boy. We’re going to push you tonight.”
Leland nods. “I understand. I think that’s what I need.”
“Why the change of heart?” I ask. I’ve been dying to know all day.
“I had a really long talk with Oli and Toby yesterday. They explained some things to me that I didn’t really understand. But…I think I get it now.”
“Care to elaborate?”
“Not really. Maybe later? I just want to put tonight in your hands and forget for a little while.”
The drive to the club is laid back, mostly just asking Leland about the rest of his week.
My blood pressure spikes when Leland tells us how his boss chewed him out and wrote him up for missing work.
Zac’s hand lands on my thigh, and he subtly shakes his head because he knows that I won’t stand for anyone hurting Leland.
I don’t give a fuck if it’s his boss or not.
I pull into the parking lot of the club and instruct Leland to stay in the car until I can walk around to get him.
I open the door, hold my hand out for him and my heart leaps into my chest when he grabs it without hesitation.
I kiss his knuckles and lace our fingers together.
Zac uses his keycard for the private entrance and I lead Leland inside, straight to the room I have reserved.
“I’ll see you in a few,” Zac says, pecking my lips and then slowly kissing Leland.
When Zac leaves the room, I see Leland’s nerves kick into overdrive. I now know that it isn’t me exactly that makes him nervous, it’s what I can do to him. That both excites and scares the shit out of him. So, I decide to ignore it for now.
“Safewords?”
“Red for stop. Yellow to slow down.”
“Good boy. Do you understand that if you use either of those words at any time, you won’t be punished for it?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Strip.” The sudden change throws Leland, but he starts peeling off his clothes until he’s naked in front of me.
I walk around him, looking at every square inch.
“You have a beautiful body. When you showed up that day in that compression shirt, I wanted to rip it off you, and worship you.” The shirt was white and plastered to his leanly muscled chest. He looked perfect in it. “Have you ever been restrained?”
Leland swallows. “No, Sir.”
“Is that a limit?”
“I don’t know. I’m willing to try it.”
“Such a good boy.” When I walk to stand in front of him, I stroke his cock roughly a few times. Leland gasps and fucks into my fist. “Did I say you could do that?”
I watch as Leland locks every muscle to stop from chasing his pleasure. “No, Sir.”
I grip him harder, and lead him with his cock to the center of the room. “Do you know what degradation is?” Leland nods. “During our time together, you seem to respond to it. Do you know why?”
“Besides that I’m fucked up? No.”
Without warning, I slap his cock hard enough to make him grunt. “Don’t you dare talk about yourself like that.”
“I’m sorry, Sir.” Leland’s voice is small, and I can’t have that.
I tip his chin up with my finger so he has to look me in the eyes.
“I don’t like people talking bad about the people I care about.
That includes you. If you have something you want to talk about, we’ll talk, but you won’t say things like that.
Now, I’ll ask again. Do you know why you like being degraded? ”
“In a way. Can you explain it?”
“Absolutely, babydoll. There’s many reasons people like being degraded.
For you, I think it stems from how you view yourself.
It gives you a chance to explore insecurities you might not even be aware of.
What I need you to understand is that anything I say during these times, I don’t mean them.
You’re precious to me. I just want to help. ”
Tears spring into Leland’s eyes and he nods. “Yes, Sir.”
“This also requires a lot of trust.”
“I do trust you.”
I grab his face with both hands and softly kiss his lips. “You don’t know how much that means to me. Are you ready?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Arms up.”