25. Brooks
CHAPTER 25
brOOKS
I was a goner. I was hurting and so horny it was painful, but I was fucking flying. My head was clear. I didn’t have to think, didn’t have to worry. All I had to do was be a little fuck toy for my Sirs. It was everything I’d hoped it to be and more.
But I really needed to come.
Luca casually led me by the nipple, careful not to pull the ring out, but pinching the bud enough that I had tears in my eyes. I still managed to follow him until I was standing directly behind Skye.
Fuck . . . I hadn’t been lying when I’d told him I wasn’t much of a top. Being fucked felt so good and took off a lot of the pressure, so I’d really never felt the need. I’d done it a couple times, both in a vanilla sense and with a few creative Doms that preferred bottoming, but that was more about pleasing my partner than any strong desire to do it for my own benefit.
Now, though, staring at Skye’s spread and pulsing hole, I really fucking wished my dick wasn’t locked up. I wanted to feel what it would be like to be inside him. Especially since we weren’t using condoms.
“Hey, Mav, are there any cuffs around here? I don’t want our boy to get a big head and think he has any control here.”
I made a pathetic sound at the back of my throat and blinked pleadingly at Luca. I didn’t mind being restrained, loved it usually, but I really wanted to touch Skye right now. Maybe I could just reach out since Luca was distracted . . .
My hands were pulled behind my back, where Luca held my wrists firmly in one hand. “I don’t think so, trouble. You only touch what I say you can touch.”
I huffed a breath and twisted in his grip, not really trying to get away, more testing his hold. He didn’t fucking budge.
“Here, babe.” Mav held up a pair of standard leather cuffs, the inside lined with faux fur.
“Thanks.” Luca took them and quickly had them strapped around my wrists. He pulled them tight, but not tight enough for me to lose circulation. Still, it would take a lot of work for me to get out of them. I didn’t plan on trying, but making sure I had a way out at all times was a habit I had a hard time breaking. I took a deep breath and relaxed my shoulders. This was Luca and Mav. They’d take care of me.
“Perfect.” Luca bit at my earlobe. “So fucking perfect, sweetheart.”
As I was busy melting into a pile of goo at the praise, Luca pushed me forward so the dildo was lined up with Skye’s entrance. He squeezed Skye’s ass cheek. “My good boys,” he said almost absently, and then his hands were on my hips as he started to guide me inside Skye.
“Oh, holy fuck, that’s thick.” Skye breathed out, his body naturally arching back to receive more. I tried to push forward, but Luca held me still. He slapped the side of my thigh hard.
“You don’t move unless I tell you to, boy. You’re a toy to help me fuck my other boy. A very pretty one, but even the prettiest of toys can’t move on their own.”
I groaned and still tried to buck in Luca’s hold, even though I didn’t really want to move. I wanted to be exactly what my Sir wanted me to be.
“You too,” Maverick scolded Skye with a slap to the side of his ass. “Hold fucking still.”
“Ungh . . . Brooks, move please.”
“I-I can’t.”
Maverick walked around us, admiring their work until he was standing in front of Skye again. He held his impressive dick in one hand. A drop of pre-cum spread from his tip. He smeared it on Skye’s lips. “You’re asking the wrong person, boy.”
“Boss. Boss, please. Please move. I need more. Please. Sir, Boss. Fuck.”
“You talk too much,” Maverick muttered, even though he was the one who’d told Skye to ask, and without any further preamble, he pushed the head of his dick past Skye’s lips and into his mouth.
That seemed to be Luca’s sign, because after reaching around to flick my piercings, he slapped my ass and said, “Go on, trouble. Fuck Skye. Let me see what you can do with that fake cock.”
I tried to pick up the rhythm that Mav was using on his throat, but coordination wasn’t my friend at the moment, and with my hands behind my back, there wasn’t much I could do but brace my legs and thrust my hips, hoping I didn’t hurt Skye. By how angry and hard his dick looked, I thought I was okay.
Luca stepped back, but I could feel his eyes on me. “Harder, Brooks. Remember, you’re my tool, and I’d never go this easy on him.”
Maverick pulled out, a stream of saliva trailing from Skye’s lip to his dick. Mav smushed it into Skye’s face with a full face palm, rubbing the saliva into his skin as Skye’s muffled curses came from behind his massive hand.
“The boy is a cockslut, brat. He’s absolutely begging for it. Fill him up.”
“Y-yes, Sir.” Fuck, why was this so much harder from this end? I picked up my unsteady pace, doing my best to increase the strokes and push more and more of the dildo inside Skye each time.
“It’s so hard for you, isn’t it?” Luca asked way too sweetly. He was behind me again, his hands rubbing up and down my front. I could feel his dick push between the crease of my cheeks. “You just want to be a good boy and be told what to do.”
Yes. Fuck yes. That, please. “Yes, Sir. Please, I need help.”
Luca sucked on my neck. “I know you do, sweetheart.”
Then suddenly, cold, slicked-up fingers were spreading my cheeks and breaching my entrance. I spread my legs, nearly crying in release as Luca’s thick digits pressed inside me.
“I’ve been waiting to fill this hole,” Luca whispered huskily in my ear. “I dreamed about it. About how tight you’d feel, about the pretty little sounds you’d make. It haunted me all those nights I stayed away from you, taunting me. But not anymore. You’re mine now. I’ll never let you go again.”
Luca placed his free hand in between my shoulder blades and pushed me down on Skye’s back. The new position changed the angle of the dildo, and Skye let out a garbled scream around Mav’s cock. I didn’t even notice when he filled him again. I barely had a chance to spread my legs for better balance before Luca lined up and began pushing into me.
He started fucking into me gently at first, giving me time to adjust, which I appreciated. It had been a while since I’d done this, and Luca was thick as fuck. His palm kept me pressed into Skye’s back, and I was utterly helpless. All I could do was be there and take what I was given. It was fucking amazing.
Luca didn’t wait too long to decide I was ready. His free hand held my hip in a bruising grip as he started to fuck me relentlessly.
Every thrust pushed me farther into Skye, who was filled at both ends. I couldn’t decide if I was jealous of him or relieved I wasn’t in his place. Maverick wasn’t small either, and he took no fucking mercy, owning Skye’s throat. Skye’s ability to keep from passing out was honestly impressive.
“Look at them, Mav. They’re so fucking helpless.”
Maverick laughed. He pulled almost all the way out, his head resting on Skye’s lips, who gasped for breath. I could feel his back shaking where I was pressed up against him. I kissed his shoulder blade, the only thing I could reach, in unspoken support.
“Just the way we like them,” Mav replied before pushing back into Skye’s mouth.
They didn’t even try to find a rhythm, poor Skye being pushed this way and that as Luca fucked into me relentlessly, forcing the dildo deeper and deeper into Skye.
“Really fucking missed this hole.”
Tears streamed down my face as I tried not to scream. My teeth sunk into Skye’s shoulder. He cried out, but I couldn’t help it. I needed to do something and I couldn’t move.
My breaths were short and rapid, while my cock made a valiant fucking effort to swell inside the confines of the cage. Fuck. How long was Luca gonna keep me in this thing? I felt so helpless, so needy. If I had the breath to beg, I would.
Maverick’s pace faltered and he threw his head back. “Swallow, slut. You better not spill a fucking drop.”
Skye hummed his agreement around Mav’s cock, who held his head still and then he groaned, low and long, his hips stuttering as he came down Skye’s throat.
It was a fucking ripple effect then. Skye cried, even while he continued to swallow Maverick’s load, and then he was coming, his release coating my legs and the floor below him.
I shook with need, unable to do anything else. “Fuck, trouble, so fucking good for me, boy.” And then Luca was coming too, filling me up.
My body went limp against Skye’s. I couldn’t move. The roof could be caving in around us and I wouldn’t be able to run for cover. I kissed Skye’s sweaty skin, needing . . . something as Luca continued to fill me.
Could you come while caged? I didn’t know, but I was pretty sure if Luca didn’t release me soon, I’d sure as fuck be trying.
“Please,” I begged. “Please, Sir, please, please.” I didn’t even know what I was asking for anymore. I just sobbed and begged and peppered Skye with kisses.
Then Luca was pulling out. His cum dripped out of my hole and down my legs.
I couldn’t manage anything before he was gently pulling me out of Skye, who also cried out, and then I was pulled up and around so my back was against Skye. Luca knelt in front of me and made quick work of unscrewing my PA and relieving me of the cage. I screamed from the sensation as my cock quickly filled once it had the room to do so.
“Sir! Luca. Mav. Please. I need! I need you.”
“We’re right here, sweetheart.” Luca’s mouth encased my cock, taking me all the way in.
I slumped against Skye and probably would’ve fallen if Maverick didn’t come out of nowhere and hold me up on my weak legs. It took no time at all before I hit my limit. I didn’t know if I was supposed to ask for permission or something, but there was no chance. All I managed was a weak little cry and then I was shooting my load in Luca’s mouth.
The world spun after that, and I was out for the count. I smiled softly. “Thank you, Sir.” And then my knees gave out, only Maverick scooping me up kept me from collapsing on the floor.