12. Saxon
Chapter twelve
Saxon
Back in LA
Oh lala…I had two littles to take care of.
And one of them was a rockstar. The other was a lawyer in the entertainment industry.
Half the time I’d spent with them, I’d felt out of my league.
Especially when they’d been arguing with their bandmate.
That Pierce was a cocky motherfucker. But my boys didn’t let anyone run over them.
I was proud of them, but it left me wondering what the fuck they needed me for outside of sexy time.
Of course, that was phenomenal.
I wanted to keep both my littles but how the fuck was that going to work? I decided, at least for the moment, not to worry about it.
After the LA show, Donny had a limo drive us back to his place. I wasn’t ready to let them go, so when each took a hand and pulled me inside, I was thrilled. They didn’t want to let me go either.
“You’re tired, Kay, but are you up for some play time? Or bedtime?” He was the more delicate of the two, though I wouldn’t have thought that to look at him. It took me a bit to figure out that he wasn’t shy; he was just careful.
Donny, on the other hand, was excitable in the best way.
He bounced on his feet. “Come on, Kay. Let’s go to bed.
I’m a horny boy.” We’d played around a little on the bus, but none of us were able to let go with Joe on the other side of that flimsy door and able to hear everything.
It was kind of like adolescence all over again—jacking off and hoping the parents and siblings didn’t hear it. No thank you.
Despite how these two got on together before, all three of us were blue balling as we rushed to the bedroom now. Clothes from all three of us were flying everywhere. We weren’t going to have a warmup; we were diving in. “Donny? Supplies?”
“Yep. Here.” He sprang over to the side of the bed and flung open a drawer in the little table.
A condom strip and a bottle of lube got tossed on the bed.
“Woot!” he cheered. Maybe because the strip had at least five or six condoms on it, or maybe it was the thought of finally-finally getting skin time and orgasms all around. Either way, I was on board.
“Come on, jumpy-boy.” I slid up on the bed and grabbed Donny, pulling him over my lap.
He straddled me, pushing our groins as close as possible. “This is not going to be enough.”
Kay came up behind him and reached around to grab both our cocks. “Nope, but it’s a start. Look how hard you are, Donny.”
“I’m gonna ‘splode.” He started bouncing again, but my nuts couldn’t handle that. I shoved him over the side and attacked his neck, and since I hadn’t shaved this morning, I scruffed him with my chin, which made him laugh and squirm.
Kay jumped in and tickled his sides, and together, we had Donny laughing hard, until Kay moved around to a better position and took Donny’s cock in his mouth. The shift from laughter to moaning happened fast.
“You like that?” I asked.
“Y-Yes…damn, Kay…”
“Kay has a very pretty and talented mouth.”
Kay sat up, but only long enough to crawl over and give my cock the same treatment.
“You like that, Daddy?” Donny giggled as he mimicked me.
“Aww…yes…” I moaned deeply. I needed inside one of these guys fast. I blindly reached out, grabbing Donny and flipping him to his stomach. If he didn’t like the manhandling, he didn’t say anything. In fact, he stuck his ass high in the air and wiggled it.
“Please, please, Daddy…” He made saying no impossible.
“I’ve got you, don’t worry.”
Kay sat beside us with his hands in his lap, watching quietly.
“What do you want, Kay?” I asked.
He looked surprised, as if his opinion didn’t count. He opened his mouth but didn’t say anything.
“Come on, Kay. Speak up.” Donny reached over and shoved his thigh.
He whispered, “I want Daddy to fuck me too.”
I cupped his neck, pulling him closer. “I can’t do both of you right now.”
Kay frowned. “It’s alright.”
I wasn’t having that. No sad boys on my watch. “You’ll be first next time, but I have an idea if you’re both good with it.”
“What?” Kay asked, his dark eyes sparkling.
“How about if I fuck Donny, while he fucks you?”
Donny cheered. “It’ll be a Donny sandwich.”
Kay snorted. “I like that idea. Donny?”
“Yes. Duh.” Then he pulled Kay over to him and kissed him. They were so sweet. “This is perfect. I like fucking you, Kay.”
“I like it too. But I get Daddy next time.” He pointed at Donny, emphasizing his demands.
“Of course you will. As soon as possible.” I leaned over Donny’s shoulder to kiss Kay.
Then the prep work began. I handled Donny, while he took care of Kay. I wanted to ‘splode—as Donny said—from simply watching them. But I held back, and soon enough, we were both suited up and after some maneuvering around, I was inside him, while he was pressed into Kay.
Every pump I made pushed Donny into Kay, making it as if I were fucking them both. Not exactly the same but I liked it. I’d done a double penetration, sharing a bottom with Colten, my best friend and co-worker, but this was the other way around. We’d have to get creative.
I stopped thinking and enjoyed the feel of Donny’s hot channel gripping me with every slide. The sounds we made were downright dirty. Donny proved very vocal, while Kay simply moaned.
Donny, pinned between us, shot off first. “Gah…coming…can’t…” He shook as he came, which gave me an opportunity with Kay.
I pulled out, gripping my cock tight. I pulled the condom off and put a fresh one on.
Kay turned over, watching. “What’s going on?” he asked.
Donny got behind him, cradling his head in his lap, but then he grabbed Kay’s calves and spread his legs—up and out. I got an eyeful of his glorious hole, which Donny had been in right before me, and for some reason, that amped up my excitement. “Ready, Kay?”
“Yes, yes…”
Pressing in was easy since Donny had been fucking him already.
But now it was my turn. Kay moaned as I pressed inside him, stretching him more since I was bigger than Donny, but it only took a few thrusts to find his prostate.
The noises Kay made changed from moans to a higher pitch.
He reached behind him and grabbed Donny’s arms as if grounding himself. But I wanted to make him fly.
Kay keened louder when Donny repositioned to get his hand on Kay’s cock.
I imagined him blowing Kay while we fucked but tucked it away for later.
Meanwhile, Kay came unglued as we worked him over.
And when he came, his ass gripped me so tight, I thought I was going to lose all feeling to my cock, but instead, my orgasm steamrolled right over me.
I grunted, my body froze up, and my eyes shut tight to watch the fireworks behind them.
When I opened them, Donny was licking cum off his fingers while smirking at me. “He squeezes like a vice. Forgot to warn you. Sorry?” He didn’t seem sorry at all as that little tongue flicked out again.
I fell back on the bed. “You two are going to be the death of me.”
After some sleep and a second round, the boys got up and ready. They needed to be on the bus soon, but I didn’t want our time to end. “I wish I could go with you.”
That got me a few kisses from both of them, but it was Donny who said, “You should come to Florida for Christmas.”
“Send me the dates, and I’ll see what I can do.”
Kay flung a pair of very small briefs at me. “I might be able to get the guys to send the jet for you.”
“Uh…that’s asking a lot.” I tucked the briefs in my pocket as I pulled my jeans up. I’d have to get going soon as well.
Donny rolled his eyes at our antics, as if he wasn’t usually the one to be goofing off. “It might work if they get you before picking us up in Denver.” He was also running around without his pants—T-shirt and ankle socks only. Too cute.
“We’ll see.” I didn’t want to commit to anything without checking with work. “Give me dates, and I’ll get back to you.” I wrapped Donny up in my arms from behind and kissed the top of his head.
“Thanks, Daddy. We’ll miss you.” He turned in my arms and hugged me tight.
After a beat, Kay was there too. He had taken a little longer to warm up to me, but this right here was perfect.
We finished dressing and went into the kitchen. I needed coffee, and apparently, the boys did too. Kay pulled out a toaster from under the cabinet. “We like PB&J, Daddy. Donny has grape jelly. You want some?”
“How do you have fresh bread? You’ve been gone forever.”
“Nah…only a few days, but I always have Nancy drop fresh groceries before I come home. She has my schedule.” Donny pulled out a loaf of bread, and Kay put two slices in the toaster.
“Wish I had that, but I’m gone more. I throw everything out, then make a grocery order when I get home. Right now, there’s nothing but condo-mums in my fridge.” Kay said, pulling out a plate.
“Condo-what?”
“You know, mayo and mustard.” He started laughing, as did Donny, and I laughed with them.
“Silly. Okay. I got it.”
We ate peanut butter and jelly toast with our coffee, and they both ended up with more jelly on their faces than they’d put on the toast. That prompted washing their face and hands after sticky kisses.
Then, finally, the car came to pick them up, and an Uber arrived to take me home, but instead of heading to an empty house, I went to the firehouse.
I didn’t want to be alone. Not after having spent a few weeks with those two in my pockets.
The ride over was fucking sad, and I hated feeling like that.
And hated how much I already missed them.
Donny’s silly antics and excitability and Kay’s reserved, ever-watching face.
They were so different but fit together in an interesting and challenging way.
I was in over my head with them but wanted to hold on with both hands at the same time.
I walked through the bay, tapping the side of the firetruck as I went farther in.
The LAFD had over a hundred stations with more trucks, making a vast family that spanned the city.
Our particular house wasn’t as busy as others, and we often helped cover shifts for some of the other stations.
We also trained a lot. But most of my time was spent on truck 89 at the Eagle Rock Station 42.
It was a bit of a drive from home, which was closer to Glendale, due to the cost of living.
I didn’t make enough to actually live in Eagle Rock.
It had never bothered me before, but it was starting to since I only made a fraction of what my littles did.
And hell, Donny lived over in Studio City, which was to be expected since he was in the entertainment industry, even if he was a lawyer. That area was the epitome of affluence.
It was too much to think about. I liked my job and made enough.
“Yo! Saxon. What’re you doing here? You’re not on until tomorrow.” Colten tossed a rag at me that he’d been using to wipe counters with.
“Fucker. I—”
“You’re alone now. Your cute boyfriends had to go?” he teased.
“Something like that.”
I told him everything, so he wasn’t questioning me.
“Let’s get some coffee and talk.” He grabbed a couple of mugs from the upper cabinet where we kept them and slid one to me to doctor up.
Once we had our mugs filled, we sat at the table.
For once, there wasn’t anyone else around, but I heard them in other parts of the house.
“Now, what’s going on? I take it these few weeks went well? ”
“Surprisingly. I thought I’d be ready to let it all go after a few days of riding around in the bus with them, but honestly, I can’t get enough.”
“Lucky you.” He peered at me over his mug. “And I am fully aware of who Kay is… fucking A that man is super-hot.”
“He is and you should see Donny! Ugh…they’re killing me.” I looked up at the ceiling, wishing I were still with them.
“Damn! I don’t want to hear about you three together.” He eyed me up and down. “Scorching.”
“Whatever…but not gonna lie, the sex is hot. But it’s more than that.”
“More?” But then rolled his eyes and didn’t wait for an answer. “I get it. I’ve played with littles before. They’re fucking cute.”
“They are.”
“And they hit all your mushy needs to take care of someone, and in this case, two someones.” He held up two fingers and winked at me.
“Yep. The thing is…they don’t really need me. You’re aware that Kay’s a star, and hell, Donny is a lawyer.”
“You said entertainment lawyer?”
“Yep.” I stared into my coffee, wishing there were more insights to be found there, but I guessed it wasn’t like reading tea leaves, not that I could do that either.
“That doesn’t mean they don’t need you. Hell, money has nothing to do with it. They don’t want you for material things, dumbass.”
“That’s true. But I’m—”
“Second-guessing yourself? Not like you ever do that …” Motherfucker was fluent in sarcasm.
I flipped him off. He wasn’t wrong, really. I did have something else for them. I loved taking care of others, which made me a great firefighter, and I wanted to take care of them in a lot of intimate ways. I hoped for the chance to show my littles how much again soon.