8. Finn
Chapter 8
Finn
I bent forward, facing Father, and slid my hand between my legs. I’d never been with another man other than my stepfather, so sucking Ryder down or exposing myself to him like this felt a little odd, but there was no doubt I wanted him. Honestly, I almost couldn’t believe he agreed to this, but I’m grateful he did. The more we kissed and touched, the more he opened up. It was like watching a spring flower punching through the snow to reach the light as the petals open for warmth.
Fuck, and my first blowjob on another man, while Father watched, had been a complete turn-on. I could still taste Ryder’s sweetness on my tongue.
“On your knees, Ryder. Touch Finn as he opens himself up for me,” Knox ordered.
“Yes, sir.”
Behind me, he ran his hands over my ass as I thrust two oiled fingers in and out of my hole. Father and I had a lot of sex, so I didn’t need much stretching, despite his girth. This show was just for our new partner.
“What do you think about seeing Finn working himself open, Ryder?”
“Uhm, I find it sexy to watch, and listening to the squelching sounds from the lube is oddly satisfying. Is that weird?”
Knox chuckled. “It’s not weird at all. In this house, we do not shame others for how they feel or what they want.”
Father ran his strong hands along my back in a sweeping motion as Ryder kept massaging my ass.
“Can I touch him there… sir?” Ryder asked.
“By all means.”
He removed his hands and replaced them with a finger, touching my pucker as I continued to pump my fingers. My body shuddered at the sensation, knowing this was Ryder’s first time. I wasn’t sure why that turned me on so much. Knox and I were going to love having all his firsts.
My breath caught, not just in arousal but surprise, when Ryder inserted one finger with mine, moving in unison.
“God…” I hissed.
“I want to be in here one day,” he whispered.
Jesus, he was fucking responsive.
“And you will soon enough,” Knox replied. “But it’s my turn tonight.”
After a few more minutes, Father told me to stop. I pulled out my fingers, and Ryder and I both stood.
I turned around to face Ryder, his hazel eyes blown black and his lips swollen and so beautifully red against his pale skin.
Once again, I straddled my stepfather, my back to him.
Father held out his hand to Ryder, who walked over to him. “I want you to take my cock, hold it steady for Finn as he sinks down on me.”
“Okay… sir.”
Ryder sat on his knees next to Father, and I assumed he had a good hold on his cock, since I couldn’t see.
“Ease down on me, Finn.”
I spread my ass cheeks and slowly eased onto his lap. The tip of his dick hit my hole, and I loosened the muscle. Once it breached through the tight ring, I bore down, allowing him to slip right to the root inside me. I sat down on Father’s lap and relaxed, breathing through the stretch and sting. No matter how many times we had sex, or how well I stretched myself, it took a moment to get used to Father’s size and that piercing of his grazing my prostate. I felt so full of him, and there was no better feeling than that, like he completely owned my body.
“God, I don’t understand how it fits,” Ryder breathed, running his fingers along my hole.
Father laughed outright, shaking me around. “The anus stretches quite beautifully. You’ll see.”
“Wait until you feel our piercings on your prostate, Rye…” I breathed.
“Now, on your knees in front of Finn, Ryder. He’ll teach you how to suck him off.”
“Yes, I’ve been wanting to try this… uhm, sir.”
My legs were open wide as I straddled Father’s thighs. He hadn’t thrust inside me yet. For now, my ass kept his cock warm.
Ryder eased to his knees, his dick hard again, even after I blew the hell out of him. I knew that would please Father to no end. The sight alone excited me, forcing a bead of pre-cum to leak.
His hand fisted me, giving me a couple of pumps. It was a little calloused and rough. Ryder was going to need a manicure to have his hands softened.
“Use your tongue and swipe up my pre-cum. Taste me,” I ordered him.
His pink tongue peeked out between his beautiful lips, and he licked my tip.
“Doesn’t he taste delicious?” Father asked him.
Ryder nodded and licked me again.
“I can’t hear a nod.”
“Sorry… Yes, sir. I really like it.”
I grabbed some of his hair and pulled him forward. “Let’s see how deep you can go.”
He sat up higher on his knees, hovered his mouth over my cock, and swallowed me down. But he didn’t get far when he gagged around me. Fuck, I loved that feeling. Ryder’s eyes watered, but he didn’t stop and tried again.
“We’re going to have to train our Ryder here how to take you down his throat. If he can’t take you, he definitely won’t be able to take me. You have to be able to swallow my cock, Ryder,” Father said.
He nodded and pushed himself a little further before gagging again.
“Breathe through the gag and hold your throat open. You can moan some, too, if you want, so I can feel the vibrations. The more spit, the better.”
He popped off me and literally spit on my dick. “Fuck yeah…” I hissed.
His cheeks pinked, making me smile like a loon.
“It’s something I always wanted to do… is that weird?” he said.
“Ryder, what did I say earlier?”
“Oh, yeah… sorry, sir.”
“If you can’t take me all the way, then make sure to use your hands. Pay attention to those areas you enjoy, too. Just remember never to use your teeth unless you’re gently grazing the sensitive skin.”
Ryder nodded and went back at me, exploring, tasting, and pushing his gagging boundaries.
I leaned back against Father’s chest and wrapped an arm behind me and around his neck. He held me around my front with his arms and rested his chin on my shoulder to watch Ryder. I closed my eyes to feel his mouth giving its first blowjob.
It was sloppy and awkward, with spit dripping over my balls and down my taint, but I liked that. The biggest turn-on was Ryder’s enthusiasm for pleasing me.
“Am I doing okay?” he asked, popping off.
I nodded, my eyes still closed. “Yes, Rye… keep going.”
He stroked me as he flicked the underside of the head of my cock, then curled his tongue around it. My breathing grew faster, and my heart thrummed hard against my chest as the pressure grew and sent electricity up my spine. Between Ryder sucking me and Father’s huge cock in my ass, not moving, but pulsing in me, I was close.
“He’s so beautiful sucking you down, baby,” Father whispered in my ear. “Fuck, those lips… I can’t wait until they’re stretched around my cock.”
He reached for Ryder’s head and grabbed his hair, tugging him down so my cock went deeper into his throat. “That’s it… breathe through the gag.”
Father let go, and Ryder popped off, coming up for air with watering eyes and drool all over his face. That didn’t stop him as he attacked my dick again, squeezing and twisting with his hand while licking and sucking.
I arched my back for more. Father must have known I was close—because he knew every little thing about me—and said, “Swallow all that Finn gives you, Ryder.”
Ryder just nodded and doubled his efforts. Soon, the pressure grew unbearable. I needed to let go and come, so I did, spilling into his mouth. He tried to swallow it all, but some spilled. My eyes rolled up into my head, and my toes curled as he sucked every last drop out of me.
He continued pumping me slowly after he came up for air, tasting my cum and licking his lips. His gorgeous, full lips were even more swollen and looked perfectly suckable.
“My turn,” Father growled in my ear. The vibrations from his chest traveled through my body, and his need went straight to my soul. He was going to pound the hell out of me. I knew him just like he knew me.
“On your back on the rug, Ryder.”
I pulled off Father, stood, and hovered my body over Ryder’s, knowing what he wanted of me.
Ryder put his hands on my sides with wide eyes just as Father gripped my hips and shoved his cock inside me in one fluid movement from behind. My eyes closed, and I groaned when he hit my prostate. The sensation was doubly sensitive with his ring.
I didn’t need to come again, so Father just owned my body, seeking his own pleasure. He held onto me tightly to keep me from being shoved forward too much, while Ryder’s hands continued to grip my sides, his eyes never leaving mine.
I leaned down and kissed him, tasting myself on his tongue. There was something hot about sharing cum, especially with Ryder. I loved how open he was to all this. We did far more tonight than expected.
Father moved harder and faster, so I wasn’t able to focus on kissing, but our lips hovered over each other, and we breathed together, like sustaining ourselves through shared oxygen.
Suddenly, Father froze as hot cum spilled into me, then he finished himself, thrusting and pumping until he pulled out of me and fell back onto his ass.
“Fuck… I think that was the fastest I’ve ever come,” he breathed.
I smiled over my shoulder at him. “Ryder is going to be good for that.”
“Indeed.”
I looked back down at him, and he was blushing again. So fucking cute. “I can’t wait to get into your virgin hole.”
He turned even more red, but he smiled. “I look forward to it.”
While still on my hands and knees, Father spread my ass and ran a finger through his cum, spilling out of me. “Come here, Ryder, and see what you do to me.”
He slid out from under me and crawled over to Father.
Ryder gasped and ran a finger through the sticky mess.
“Lick it off,” Father ordered.
My breath caught. That was a lot for Ryder’s first time. Would he do it? We had already pushed him more than we’d intended.
My eyes rolled when the warm and smooth tongue lapped me up.
“Fuck…” I cried out, shocked he went through with it. It was no easy thing to swallow cum from someone’s ass. He fucking did it.
His hands soon pressed to the globes of my ass as he devoured almost every drop.
“Jesus,” Father breathed. “That was so beautiful, Sweet Boy. You’re absolutely perfect for us. Finn, you chose well.”
I turned around and sat on my ass. “I know I did. You can thank me later.”
Father chuckled and stood, reaching out his hand to Ryder. “You’re staying the night with us, I hope.”
“Uhm, if you want me to, sir.”
“I want it, and so does Finn. We’ll feed you in the morning.”
He grabbed Father’s hand, who hefted him to his feet, and then he reached for me to help me stand. I was wobbly on my feet, so Father pulled me against him to hold me steady.
“You both made me weak-kneed,” I said.
“I want more,” Ryder blurted.
I laughed tiredly, feeling the energy leech out of me. “You’ll definitely have it.”