10. Jace
Chapter 10
It’s been two weeks since everything went down in my office, and nothing has happened between Aiden and Oliver since then. They make out all the time, and Oliver comes to me or Toby hard as rock, begging to come. Something is holding them both back, and it’s time to take matters into my own hands.
I get Oliver’s reservations, and Aiden respects Oliver’s decision, but something else is happening. Sometimes, people need a gentle push. Or, in this case, a hard shove. Toby and I had already come up with our plan, and now we’re waiting at my house for Oliver. He’s about to get what his body craves—a fight.
The key jingles in the lock, and Toby slides a plain black mask over his face while I do the same. We stay out of his line of sight as he opens the door, kicks his shoes off, and throws his keys on the table in the foyer. I’m going to spank his ass for not paying attention to his surroundings. He goes to walk down the hallway, and I slide out of my hiding spot, towering over him.
Oliver jumps, his mouth open to scream. I clamp a hand over it and spin him around so his back is to my chest. He starts fighting against my hold, and my hard cock rubs against his delicious ass. Toby appears from the shadows, and Oliver starts fighting harder. His body is shaking against me, and it makes me want to eat him alive.
We carefully kept any tattoos or identifying marks covered to make Oliver second guess that it was us. He loved being forced in the woods, and I’ve been dying to do it again. Toby roughly undoes Oliver’s pants and jerks them over his hips with his boxers. Oliver screams against my palm, his fingers digging at my arm. I drop my hand to soak in his fear and suppress a groan.
“Stop!” Oliver kicks his feet up, and Toby moves smoothly to the side. “NO! HELP!” Toby kneels down and pulls his pants the rest of the way off. “NO! Oh my God!” Oliver’s cock is standing proudly between his thighs, so I know deep down he knows that it’s us.
I tighten my arm around Oliver’s waist and lift him. I carry him struggling to the playroom and shove him inside. He jerks around to face us, but his eyes land on someone else in the room. Their arms are cuffed above their head to the wall, their feet in a spreader bar with a cock cage locked on their dick. If you turn them around, you’ll see a plug shoved in their ass. My favorite part? Their identity is covered with a Ghostface mask.
“What is this?!” Oliver demands, backing away when we step further into the room. “Aiden!”
Aiden lifts his head from its place, searching for Oliver. I should have known he’d identify him by the scar on his chest. I lunge for Oliver, and he lands flat on his ass, trying to scramble away. I land on top of him, clamp my legs on his thighs, and jerk his hands above his head. Using one hand to hold his wrists, I reach down and push my black sweatpants down far enough for my cock to spring free. I feel Toby behind me, already pulling the plug from Oliver’s ass. I made him wear it today on purpose so he’d already be ready for me. When Toby’s done, he squirts lube onto my cock and massages it in. I knock Oliver’s legs apart and line up at his asshole. I slam my hips forward, burying my cock in one firm thrust. Oliver cries out and starts fighting against my hold. I nod for Toby, and he grabs Oliver’s arms so I can grab Oliver’s legs and push them so his knees touch the floor.
I hear Aiden grunting behind me, trying to talk but can’t because we put a ball gag in his mouth. This is part punishment for what he did to Oliver and part role-play that Aiden fucking loves. I start hammering into Oliver, and tears start pouring down his cheeks.
“Why?” Oliver cries, his body losing the fight. There it is. Just give in.
I don’t answer. I just get rougher with my thrusts. I’ve never been able to explain what it feels like to take someone like this. For them to fight against you and everything that their body wants. In Oliver’s case, he wants someone to take it from him. He gets off on the fear of not truly knowing who’s fucking him.
I abruptly pull out when I feel myself about to come and rip my mask off. I lean down and lick the tears from Oliver’s cheeks. “Because I own you. I get this ass, however and whenever I want.”
“Yes, Sir,” Oliver says, tears still falling.
I help Oliver from the floor, leading him to stand in front of Aiden. “Do the honors.” Oliver slowly reaches up and pulls the mask from Aiden’s face. Aiden’s eyes are wild, showing how turned on he is. The cock cage will stop him from being able to get fully hard, but he’ll get his chance with Oliver. I step behind Oliver and pull his shirt over his head. “Do you know why we’re doing this?” Oliver shakes his head against my chest.
“Because you’re fighting what your body wants,” Toby answers. “You’re letting your mind make the decisions. You want Aiden. Aiden wants you.”
“Why is he tied up like that?” Oliver asks.
“Because as his punishment for not giving you what you need and what he did that almost broke us all apart, he has to watch us fuck you until you’re a whimpering, begging mess. Then he can give you what you’ve been fighting for two goddamn weeks. Brace your hands on the wall.”
Oliver places his palms on the wall, putting him level with Aiden’s gagged mouth. I step to the side, and Toby strips out of all his clothes. He massages lube onto his cock, lines up, and slams his hips forward. “Oh shit,” Oliver chokes out.
I remove my clothes and step behind Toby, squirting lube onto my fingers. “That’s it, Dirty boy. Remind him who that ass belongs to.” I slide my fingers between Toby’s ass cheeks and start pushing my fingers inside him. He spreads his legs apart, asking for more. I work a third finger in, and his thrusts into Oliver turn punishing. Aiden’s head hits the wall with a thud, and I grin over Toby’s shoulder. “What’s the matter, Bitch boy? Is your asshole begging for cock?” Aiden’s pupils expand even further with my words. Aiden’s just as dominant as me, but he has a submissive side that only we see. That’s something I don’t have. “Tell me how bad you want me. Oh, wait,” I taunt. “You can’t.”
“Fuck,” Toby grunts when I start working a fourth finger in.
“Toby,” Oliver moans, looking up into Aiden’s eyes. Goosebumps are lining Aiden’s skin, and his dick is pushing against the cock cage. “Can I take the gag out?”
“Yes,” I answer, thrusting my fingers inside Toby. Oliver pulls the gag free, and Aiden’s panting for breath.
Toby braces Oliver’s foot on the shelf beside Aiden, putting them chest to chest. “God, you’re gorgeous, Darling.”
“You like seeing him tied up for you, Baby?”
“Fuck yes. Can I touch him?”
“Tease the fuck out of him, Cum drop.”
Oliver licks up the scar on Aiden’s chest, making Aiden shudder so hard that the chains rattle against the wall. Oliver kisses and sucks on Aiden’s nipples. “Fuck,” Aiden rasps. “I want you so fucking bad.”
“You should have taken it when you had the chance,” I say.
“He wasn’t ready!”
“Yes, he was,” I argue. “Plus, Oliver likes it when you just take it from him.”
“Hell yes, he does,” Toby pants. “His pretty cock starts leaking and throbbing.”
I pull my fingers from Toby and kiss his neck. Stepping to the side, I grab the cage on Aiden’s cock and pull lightly. “He likes it, too. You love it when I chase you and fuck you so hard that you cry. Don’t you, Bitch boy?”
“Yes,” Aiden moans, jerking against his binds. I grab the key from the shelf and unlock the cage. When blood starts rapidly filling his cock, Aiden whimpers in pain, but he loves it. Just like Toby does. Oliver’s hand closes around his cock, stroking, and Aiden’s body jerks again. “Oliver. Fuck!”
“Stroke him harder,” I order. “Tighten your hand.”
Oliver’s hand gets tighter, and Aiden’s mouth drops open in pleasure. “Get him untied,” Toby says, gently pulling from Oli. We work together to get the restraints loose, and Oli doesn’t waste a second bending over and sucking Aiden into his mouth. “Holy shit, Baby.”
“Don’t hold back,” I tell Aiden, and he slides his hand into Oliver’s hair, tightening his fist.
Oliver drops to his knees, braces his hands on Aiden’s thighs, and Aiden starts fucking his mouth. “Fuck, I missed your mouth.”
I let Aiden thrust a few times before pulling Oliver away. “You’re holding back.” I gently run my fingers through his hair, and he leans back against my thigh. Aiden goes to step forward but stops when I give him a look.
“I thought Aiden was in charge,” Oliver comments, making Toby laugh.
“He was that night,” I correct. “But not all the time.” I tilt my head to the side, studying Aiden while running my fingers through Oliver’s hair. “Why were you really holding back with Oli?”
“I told you. He wasn’t ready.”
“Lie. Try again.” I reach down and help Oliver to his feet. “Go bend over the end of the bed, Cum drop.” Without a word, Oliver does as I say, and I nod for Toby to follow him. I grab Aiden’s arm and jerk him to turn around to face them.
Toby pushes Oliver to climb onto the bed on his hands and knees, lubes his cock up, and slides inside him. Aiden and I have a perfect view of every inch of Toby’s delicious pierced cock disappearing. When Toby’s fully seated, he grabs Oliver by the biceps, pulls his arms behind him and starts fucking him hard.
“Toby,” Oliver groans, and Aiden’s cock jumps.
I start circling Aiden, and his eyes are flashing between Oliver and me. “Why are you holding back?”
“I told you–”
I slap the top of his cock in warning. “Don’t fucking lie to me.”
“Oliver wanted to wait.”
I shove Aiden toward the side of the bed and push between his shoulder blades until his chest is on the bed. “Tell me the truth,” I demand. Aiden turns his head to look at Oliver, refusing to answer. “Have it your way.” I reach into the table beside the bed and pull out a bigger plug. Toby tosses me the lube, and I squirt it onto the plug, making sure it’s slick. I jerk the one inside Aiden out and start working the bigger one in. He squirms on the bed but locks his muscles so he doesn’t try to pull away from me. I get the top half in and stop when the bulb on the base expands, giving him a chance to talk. When he doesn’t, I shove it in without warning, watching him stretch around it. Aiden goes to cry out but bites his lip to stop the sound. “It’s been a long time since we’ve been in this situation, Bitch boy. Did you miss being a helpless little slut?” I push harder on the plug, and Aiden’s hands ball into fists. I lean down until my mouth is right beside his ear. “Do you have anything to say?”
“I already told you.”
I kick his legs apart, and when I rub my finger beside the plug, he jerks to look over his shoulder. “How far do you think I can stretch his asshole, Toby?”
Toby chuckles and pulls Oliver to his knees against his chest. He rubs his hand down Oliver’s stomach and starts slowly stroking his cock. “Pretty far. He’s a desperate slut that likes his asshole ruined.”
“Why are you torturing Aiden?” Oliver pants when Toby starts stroking him faster.
“Because he’s lying to me.” I pour lube directly beside the plug and start working my finger in beside it. Aiden’s body goes rigid, but I know he won’t say anything. I start rubbing another finger against him, and he finally bucks against me.
“Fine! I wasn’t ready!” Aiden starts fighting against me, and I lie on his back to stop his movement.
“Explain that.” Toby’s stopped moving completely, and Oliver’s eyes are locked on Aiden.
“I’ve wanted this for so fucking long, I was afraid I’d fuck it up.”
“Like you couldn’t perform?” Toby asks, confused.
“No, asshole. That’s not what I mean.” I gently pull my finger free and step back to give him room to breathe.
“I think we need to give them the room,” I tell Toby. I peck Oliver on the lips. “You did amazing, Cum drop.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
Toby pulls from Oliver, kisses him softly, and follows me from the room. I go to my room, and as soon as the door shuts, Toby leaps, wrapping his arms and legs around me.
“What are you doing?” I laugh.
“I need you inside me. Like more than I need air.” He grinds against me and groans. “Fuck, I need to come.”
I toss him on the bed and climb over top of him, bracing my hands beside his head. He’s already reaching for the lube and massaging it onto my cock. He leads me by my dick to his back hole, not giving me a chance to deny him. I work the head of my cock in, knock his hand away, and wrap my hand around his throat. I squeeze hard, making his lips pop open. “Grab your legs and pull them toward your chest.” He does so without hesitation, and I slam my hips forward, making his back bow off the bed. “I guess Bitch boy wasn’t the only one who was desperate for my cock.”
“Just to come,” Toby argues past my hold on his throat.
I squeeze harder and finally see what I’ve been wanting. Fear. “There it is,” I groan, working my hips in shallow thrusts. “Why do you have to push me?”
I release my hold, listening to Toby pant for breath. “Because you’ve been holding back too. We crave who you really are, Jace. You’ve made sure everyone else is getting what they need out of this, but what about you?”
“I haven’t been holding anything back.”
“Who’s the liar now? You may have set this up, but this wasn’t for you. It was for Aiden and Oliver. You might have punished Oli, but that was for him. Not you.”
“Giving you guys what you need is what I need.”
Toby drops his feet to the bed and pushes on my arm until I roll over, putting him on top. He leans down and crosses his arms under my head, putting his lips against mine. “Do you remember the first time I let you dominate me?” I nod, wondering where he’s going with this. “You told me this dynamic was a two-way street, and if one person isn’t getting what they need, it skews the whole thing. I know I’m a fucking brat. That’s what makes what we have work. I get to run my mouth, and you get to punish me for it. What we have is different from what you have with Oliver and Aiden. That’s why this relationship makes so much sense. But if you aren’t being fulfilled like you’re making sure we are, then it isn’t fair.”
“What are you saying?” I say hoarsely.
“I’m saying that while I’m not the perfect submissive, Oliver is. Take control over him completely like I know you want to.”
I jerk his lips to mine, overcome with emotion. Toby’s always been the one who can read me the best. I wrap my arms around his waist when he starts slowly rising and falling on my cock. This is the first time in a long time that we’ve made love. There’s always some sort of power play between us, and for once, I’m letting Toby lead. With my lips still on his, I explore his gorgeous back with my hands like I’m feeling him for the first time.
Toby shifts his hips and starts rocking back and forth, letting my cock rub his prostate. I reach between us and wrap my hand around him in a tight grip like I know he likes. When Toby whimpers into the kiss, I know he’s close, and I finally let go. I swell inside him and groan when I come. Toby sits back, braces his hand on my chest, and moves faster. His eyes are locked on mine when he comes all over my chest.
Toby collapses on my chest, and I lock my arms around him. “Thank you,” I whisper.
I know exactly what he’s trying to say, and I have been holding back. I’ve wanted nothing more than to collar Oliver, letting him know who he belongs to, but I’ve been afraid of running him off. Because if he puts that on, I own him inside and outside the bedroom.
I guess we’re about to find out if he’s ready for that.