5. Finn
Chapter 5
Finn
Fuck, Ryder was even more delicious than I imagined or hoped for. His innocence shone through like a beacon, and I wanted to be bathed in his light. I loved the way he reacted to my touches and presence. He tried desperately to control himself, but I noticed every single goosebump, shudder, and hitched breath.
I pushed his boundaries a bit when I adjusted the shorts he wore, but I’d given him space when he got naked. As much as I wanted to consume him, I had to be careful, not wanting to border too far against consent. His wanting to be a part of Father’s and my life was important. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be fun for anyone.
I leaned forward to press my lips to his, believing he was also attracted to me, judging by his looks and blushes, but, to my surprise, instead of meeting me halfway, he turned his body and climbed out of the pool.
“I can’t, Finn. You’re… Mr. Porter won’t like it.”
I inwardly smiled at that, knowing Father had the cameras trained on us out here.
Ryder lay back on the slate ground, still dangling his feet in the pool as he rested a forearm over his face. “Ugh, I’m really feeling that whiskey.”
I tentatively pried his knees apart, testing him. His body froze, but he said nothing and made no move to stop me, so I put my hands between his thighs on the edge of the pool, careful not to touch his balls again, and lifted myself out of the water, hovering my body over his, my lower half still in the pool. When I dripped all over him, he removed his arm to figure out what I was doing.
“Father will not mind. That’s a promise.”
“But…”
“Do you not like me? You said you did.”
“I meant as a friend.” When he glanced away, I could tell he wasn’t being entirely truthful.
I bent forward and leaned my face closer to his. His breath caught again, but he didn’t stop me or tell me to get off. He wanted me, but his fear of my stepfather, his boss, held him back. If I could get past those fears, I knew he would respond as he wanted. He was itching to kiss me, judging by his continuous glances at my lips.
Ryder turned his head away from me again. “I… can’t.”
I tried not to let the disappointment consume me. It wasn’t over, and I would try again another day, but for now, I had to respect his boundaries.
Damn, I wanted a taste of him. Oh, well. Next time.
Perhaps I came on too strongly.
With a sigh, I got back into the pool so I could climb all the way out. I padded over to where the towels were being warmed and grabbed two.
When I returned, Ryder was sitting up, and I handed him one.
“Thanks.”
I dried my skin and ran the towel through my hair before wrapping it around my waist and pulling off my swimsuit.
Suddenly, I froze when I felt a hand on my leg, gentle and uncertain fingers exploring my skin. The rapid heartbeat in my chest excited me. What changed his mind?
“I’ve been wondering all day about what your skin would feel like.”
“Is it what you expected?” God, I hoped my voice was steady.
“Better. It’s so soft and smooth. Do they make you shave everything?”
“I’ve had laser hair removal, so I don’t have to worry about my hair too much. But yes, the modeling agency likes our bodies to be free of hair.”
Ryder simply nodded as his hand explored more, moving up my leg.
“I’ve never touched a man like this before, but I’ve always wanted to. Where I grew up…”
He didn’t need to finish. I could only guess what small towns were like toward queer people.
“You can touch me anywhere you want,” I whispered.
“But your stepfather…”
I glanced at the camera facing the pool area, knowing Father was watching, and gave him a brief nod.
Ryder’s hand reached higher, lifting the towel, but his hand stopped at the top of my thigh, not daring to go farther, his fingers twitching on my skin as if dying to explore more.
I couldn’t hide the swelling of my cock, tenting through the towel, and I didn’t want to. I wanted Ryder to see how he made me feel, and he definitely noticed.
“Would you like to remove my towel, Ryder?”
He nodded slowly but made no move to take it off. He was fighting this. I had to not only find a way to get him to knock down his walls but also accept Father. I wouldn’t do anything sexual without him or his permission. My stepfather was mine first. Ryder, while alluring and sexy, was temporary.
“But your…” he tried again.
“He would encourage this.”
Ryder looked up at me, eyes wide and dark-looking in the dim light outside.
He must have processed something and then given himself the green light when he slowly tugged on my towel. The tucked part came undone, and it fell around my ankles.
He gasped. “I like your piercing. Did it hurt?”
“A little, but it didn’t last long.”
“God, you’re so hard.”
“As are you.”
He glanced down between his legs to see his cock trying to punch through the thin fabric of the tight shorts. Fuck, I couldn’t wait to touch him back. For now, I just let him take the wheel.
“You can touch me wherever you want, Rye,” I reminded him.
He twisted his body to where he was completely facing me and sat on his knees on his towel.
The palms of his hands rested on my thighs, but his eyes never left my cock.
“You have a pretty dick,” he whispered. “It’s so… smooth and long.”
Fuck, I really wanted to see his, but I didn’t interfere with his exploration, afraid his little bubble would burst.
“Would you like to touch it?” I asked.
Instead of responding or nodding, he dragged his fingers along my length, then his hand moved to cup underneath my cock and tested the weight of it. My eyes closed, and my body broke out in goosebumps. Then he touched the piercing with his thumb and finger, being extra careful, as if he was afraid he would hurt me.
The fact this was Ryder’s first time touching a man sent waves of arousal through me. There was no greater turn-on than being his first. And although I had no intention of keeping Ryder, I wanted to make his first male sexual experience one to remember… in a good way.
“I shouldn’t be—”
Before he could finish, I saw Father headed our way from the corner of my eye. I turned to face him and grinned at his heated look. He was also tenting his shorts, like Ryder had.
“Shouldn’t be what?” he asked.
Ryder suddenly let go of my dick, fell back on his ass, and scrambled away from me.
“Oh, god! I’m so sorry… so sorry! I… I…”
“Relax, Ryder. I was quite enjoying the show.”
My stepfather stood behind me and thrust his hard cock against my bare ass before he grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back, pulling a deep groan from me.
I loved it when he owned and controlled me. If anyone could do whatever they wanted to me, it was Father. If he wanted to fist me, he could. If he wanted ten men to fuck me as he watched, I would do it. If he told me to jump out of a plane naked and make myself cum before I opened my parachute, I wouldn’t hesitate. I would give my life to him, and I would never tell him no. Father always made my heart beat at dangerous levels, and I loved him with all my being.
My neck strained with the forceful tug on my hair before he took my lips between his, thrusting his tongue into my mouth, showing Ryder and me who was truly the boss. Who knew how Ryder was reacting to it? I could only imagine what was going through his mind—confusion, no doubt. I didn’t even know Father had intended to consume me right then, so whatever he saw on his monitor must have set him off and sent him down to me.
“W-what’s going on? I don’t understand,” Ryder finally said, breaking us out of our spell.
Father rested his chin on my shoulder and wrapped a strong, tattooed arm around my front.
“We invited you to Finn’s birthday party for a reason. Yes, we wanted you here to help celebrate, but we also would like to make you a proposal. We couldn’t do that until we were certain of your interest in our Finn here, and… hopefully, me as well.”
Ryder gathered his knees against his chest, unable to look at us. I was afraid that once he knew of our plan, he’d probably freak out a little. But knowing he wanted me, I was certain I could talk him into this.
“W-why were you kissing your son?” he asked Father.
“Stepson.”
“I’m afraid it was me who kissed him first, Rye. Please do not believe for a second my stepfather had any hand in seducing me when I was young. That was all me, and it took quite a bit of convincing on my part. You see, I love him and always have… more than a son toward his father. I was a fully consenting adult at the time, and we are not related. But it was more than that.”
“A lot more,” Father agreed.
“That’s what this is? You’re seducing me?”
I wasn’t going to lie. “Yes. I needed to gauge your interest and sexuality first, but please know I wouldn’t have even bothered had I not been interested in you as well.”
I bent down, lifted my towel, and wrapped it around me again so I could talk to him without distractions. After sitting in front of him, cross-legged, I reached for his face and cupped his cheek. “Don’t feel like this is a bad thing. I know you haven’t been with a man before, so this probably shocks you a bit, but I invited you here because I want you.”
Thank fuck he didn’t pull away. His eyes were so confused, desperate for answers. I hadn’t wanted him to hurt, but perhaps I underestimated his na?veté.
“But you have him. Why would you want me, too?”
Father came and sat down next to us. “Because we are both attracted to you. Finn and I are open to exploring our sexuality. Bringing in a third man is new for us, but we would like to see where it takes us. Finn chose you, and I think he chose well.”
I grabbed Father’s hand and held it, loving him so much because while I would do anything for him, he would also do anything for me.
“We aren’t going to make you do anything you don’t want to. Your consent is everything. But I’d like you to really think about it,” I said before reaching for his hand as well, which rested on his thigh.
“But I want you to be aware this isn’t a permanent deal. This is new for Finn and me. We don’t know what to expect or what will happen, but we both trust you enough to ask. In return, you will be able to explore your sexuality openly, freely, and safely. Whatever you want to try, you can try with us. We will never shun you, shame you, or turn you away. Communication is very important to us.”
Ryder looked at Father with furrowed brows, and I squeezed his fingers, since he hadn’t let go of my hand.
“But why didn’t you just ask me? Why the seduction? I feel a little tricked,” he asked honestly, and a good sign of open communication.
“Perhaps we should’ve,” I replied. “But how would you have reacted if we asked you outright? Plus, we weren’t one hundred percent certain you were even into men. And maybe you would’ve thought Knox, your boss, was sexually harassing you.”
“Oh… yeah. I guess I would.”
“I wasn’t trying to trick you, but I needed to get a sense of you. If you hadn’t reacted to me as you did earlier tonight, I would never have brought this up in the first place.”
Then it was Father who grabbed Ryder’s other hand. “Just think about it. But know that there will be payment for your time at the end of this, and you’ll be required to sign an NDA, just like you did working at the club, which protects all of us. Other than that, think about this as you getting to explore as well.”
Ryder huffed a humorless laugh. “I should be upset, but… I would like the freedom to test out my sexuality. I never had the chance before without fear; not that people where I’m from are bad, but maybe a little ignorant. Plus, I have no idea how to approach a man.”
I squeezed Father’s hand. “Look at that. He didn’t even ask how much he’d be getting.”
He chuckled. “Indeed.”
“Wait… You don’t have to pay me.”
“We’ll be taking up a lot of your time,” Father insisted. “Finn and I would like to dive deep into this.”
“Hold up for a second, Father,” I said before looking at Ryder. “You said we don’t have to pay you. Does that mean you’re agreeing to our offer?”
He sighed and gazed out over the glowing pool, water lapping at the sides in the silence. I smiled a little because he still held our hands. Ryder was truly the sweetest thing, but you’d never know it just looking at him as he bartended. “I have to admit, this is a little weird for me. I’ve clearly never been with a man, and now you want me to be with two, and it doesn’t matter if you aren’t related. Your relationship is still taboo. But being able to explore my sexuality is enticing… If I agree to this, when would we begin?”
I let go of Ryder’s hand and cupped his cheek again to pull him close to me as I leaned forward. “Tonight, if you let us.”