Chapter 34
34
Zach
Everything felt right. As if it was supposed to be. Not that he and Kincaid had ever felt wrong together—they hadn’t—but they hadn’t felt this right. Zach knew it was partly because he was no longer holding back. His parents knew. His sister knew. Their friends knew. They didn’t have anything to hide anymore.
It was also because Amy was with them now. If she’d been available, if he’d been available, he would have made a move on her a long time ago. He’d always figured she’d be an important part of his life once they’d started scening because he cared deeply about her.
Having her be a part of Kincaid’s life, in the same way she was a part of his, felt like everything had fallen into place.
They held her between them, passing her back and forth while they stripped her down. Hands moving over her body, mouths stealing kisses from her lips, exploring her neck, making her moan when Kincaid had her lean back against him, lifting her breasts to Zach like an offering. One that he took full advantage of, ravaging her pert nipples with his mouth, using his fingers to twist and pull them.
“Lift your arms up around my neck, princess,” Kincaid murmured in her ear, and Amy whimpered as she did as she was told. The position thrust her breasts out in front of her, the pink tips begging for more torment. “Zach, go get the clamps. I think our girl needs some jewelry.”
“I agree.” Zach grinned as he went to get the clamps he wanted. Nothing too harsh tonight. He wanted to focus on the pleasure rather than the pain for her. She didn’t need harsh right now.
So, he picked out the tweezer clamps, the triad strand with one for her clit, all connected by a chain so that when her breasts bounced or moved, it would tug on her clit. He also knew it was Kincaid’s favorite to use on a sub, confirmed by the way his boyfriend’s eyes lit up when he saw what Zach was holding.
With one hand covering Amy’s breast, the other down between her legs stroking her clit, Kincaid was already priming her. Zach went for the breast Kincaid wasn’t toying with first, putting the rubber tips of the clamp around her pert nipple and pushing the slider up the tweezers to pinch. The closer the slider got to the rubber, the tighter the pinch, though it still would be a lot less than something like clover clamps.
It was enough to make Amy moan and lean her head back against Kincaid, who released her breast and moved his hand up to her throat. He held her in place, moving his lips along the top of her shoulder, while Zach lifted the breast Kincaid had been playing with and pinched the clamp around that nipple. Amy moaned again, shuddering as both of her nipples were trapped and tightly pinched.
Zach dropped to his knees in front of her, pushing her legs a little farther apart as Kincaid’s hand retreated from there so Zach could clamp her clit. She leaned back on Kincaid, giving Zach more access to her sweet pussy.
“Look at our pretty little slut; she’s soaking wet,” Zach said, giving her pussy a stroke. The little nub of her clit was already peeking out at him, swollen and eager to be touched and rubbed and tormented.
“And she tastes delicious,” Kincaid responded, licking her cream from his fingers while still holding her by the throat with his other hand. “Such a good, sweet girl.”
“Thank you, Sirs,” she said, a little sassily, then moaned long and loud when Zach leaned forward and sucked her clit between his lips.
He wanted it nice and hard and swollen when he clamped it. It only took him a moment or two, more of a tease than anything else, before he released the tiny bud and replaced his mouth with the clamp. Her hips jerked forward as she gasped, shuddering against Kincaid, her eyelashes fluttering.
“Ooooooh…”
Zach’s cock jerked in reaction. Damn, he liked it when she made little noises like that. He reached out and tugged gently on the chain connecting her nipples to her clit, pulling on all three sensitive buds at once, and she cried out.
“Now that our pretty girl is decorated… on your knees, Zach,” Kincaid said with a wicked grin. “You can let go of me now, Amy.” He shifted her as her arms dropped, moving her to the side, though his fingers were still wrapped around her throat as he guided her to where he wanted her—right next to him.
Zach dropped to his knees in front of Kincaid, his mouth immediately watering as the bulge in the other man’s jeans was right at face level. His own dick twitched in envy, but he was pretty sure this was part of his penance—being on his knees, taking Kincaid down his throat while he got nothing.
He’d eventually get what he wanted, but Kincaid was going to make him wait for it.
Freeing Kincaid’s cock from his jeans, he didn’t wait to be told what to do. He wanted to make today up to Kincaid. Gripping his boyfriend’s cock by the root, he opened his mouth and sucked the length of it between his lips, taking him deep from the get-go.
Kincaid groaned, his fingers threading into Zach’s hair to hold him in place. The groan was muffled after a moment, and Zach tilted his head back to look up. While he swallowed Kincaid’s cock, Kincaid had turned his head and lowered it to take Amy’s lips in a kiss. Her soft curves were pressed against his side, the chain hanging right next to Zach’s face, as Kincaid plundered her mouth with his tongue.
At the same time, he gripped Zach’s hair tightly, holding him in place as he began to fuck Zach’s mouth with his cock, using Zach for his pleasure. Zach knew the rhythm—sometimes Kincaid liked to get off fast, so he could take his time with the next round without struggling to hold himself back from coming.
It meant he planned to use Zach’s ass hard. He felt his cheeks clench in anticipation as he sucked Kincaid’s dick harder, trying to give his boyfriend what he wanted.
Amy
Her nipples and clit throbbed as Kincaid kissed the ever-loving fuck out of her. She leaned against him, the gentle sway of the chain brushing cool metal against her skin but also tugging lightly on the clamps where it was attached to her. All the while, she was hyperaware of Zach on his knees beside her, Kincaid’s cock down his throat. The hot, wet sound of Kincaid fucking Zach’s mouth was driving her a little wild, and as much as she wanted to keep kissing Kincaid, she also wanted to watch.
When Kincaid finally pulled away, groaning as his head fell back, she was finally able to look down. His fingers were still curved around the back of her neck, holding her beside him, making her feel like a little doll that he was moving around. She watched as he thrust deep into Zach’s mouth. Zach’s hands were on Kincaid’s hips, his gaze trained upward.
He’d been watching Kincaid, but as Amy looked down at him, his gaze shifted and clashed with hers. The sight of Kincaid’s cock between Zach’s lips down to the root took her breath away. It was incredibly hot. She squeezed her thighs together, making her moan as the pressure on the clamp increased, and she winced in pained pleasure at the sensation.
Kincaid’s grip on her neck tightened, then relaxed. She watched as Zach’s eyes unfocused, his throat working, and knew Kincaid was cumming. Her own body was buzzing eagerly, her heartbeat a steady pulse in her clamped nipples and clit, and she whimpered, rubbing herself against Kincaid as he came. She felt so needy as his thumb stroked her neck while he let out a long sigh.
His hand in Zach’s hair relaxed its grip, and he cradled the other man’s head. Zach’s eyes closed for a brief moment, then they opened again as Kincaid pulled back, his cock shiny from Zach’s saliva and slowly shrinking back to its normal proportions.
“Good boy,” Kincaid said, caressing Zach’s head. His thumb moved against Amy’s neck at the same time, and she leaned into it, wriggling a little.
She’d been a good girl, too, and she wanted a reward.
As if he’d heard her thoughts, Kincaid chuckled and turned his head to look at her.
“Your turn, princess. Get on the couch and lie back. Zach’s going to fuck you, and you can cum as often as you can.” He turned to look down at Zach, giving the other man’s hair another quick, sharp grip. “You, boy, aren’t allowed to cum until I tell you to. Got it?”
“Yes, Sir,” Zach said, licking his lips as he looked up at Kincaid with a hot gaze. Then, that hot gaze shifted to Amy and turned into a blaze that heated her from the inside out.
He wanted to fuck her as badly as she wanted him to.
Kincaid gave her a little nudge.
“On the couch, Amy,” he reminded her.
Oops. Right. She deserved the little slap he gave her ass when she started moving again, the sting adding to her arousal.
The couch was only a step away… but she hesitated, not sure exactly how he wanted her on it. As usual, Kincaid was on top of things.
“On your back, princess, so Zach and I can see your pretty face while you cum.”
Her pretty face was immediately blushing, but she wasn’t going to argue with him.
“Yes, Sir.” She sat on the couch and leaned back against the cushions as Zach turned, not bothering to get off his knees. He didn’t need to. The seat of the couch put her at the exact right position for his rigidly hard cock, and he was on her immediately.
While he might have gotten on his knees and said ‘Yes, Sir’ for Kincaid, that was not at all the Zach now looming over her, caging her in with his hands. His dark eyes pinned her beneath him as he looked down at her, his hard body between her spread legs.
“Hands above your head, little slut. I want you stretched out in front of me so I can pound your sweet little pussy.” He grinned down at her.
Kincaid was off to the side, getting something, so Amy’s entire focus was on the man who was about to fuck her. Breathlessly, she reached up again. The guys liked to have her immobilized, something she was quickly figuring out. Sure enough, as soon as her hands were above her head, Zach pinned them there with his own, holding on to her wrists to keep them in place.
The tip of his cock rubbed along the wet seam of her pussy, then he adjusted his hips, pulling back so he could line himself up with her body, and thrust in hard. Amy cried out as he filled her with one long thrust, her body arching upward. The chain on the clamps went taut and pulled on her nipples and clit, adding to the new sensations rippling through her. The blissful feeling of fullness left her shuddering, and she clenched around him, adding to that feeling.
At first, she thought he might take her fast and hard after that initial thrust, but instead, he slowly pulled back and thrust in again, taking his time—because he wasn’t allowed to cum until Kincaid gave him permission. She was allowed to come… as much as she could, which wouldn’t be much if she couldn’t get Zach to move faster.
Though, every one of her movements made the clamps tug on her tender bits, which might move her along faster. And every time Zach slid home, his body rubbed against the ultra-sensitive, protruding tip of her clit. It throbbed painfully in the confines of the clamp, arousing her more and making her shudder at the contact.
“Oh… please…” She writhed, then jerked when Zach’s body jerked against hers.
Opening her eyes, she saw Kincaid stand behind him, flogger in hand, bringing it down on Zach’s shoulders. Zach shifted, moving her legs up, so they were pressed against his chest, protecting them from the flogger with his body as Kincaid swung again, the leather falling against Zach’s buttocks.
It completely changed the rhythm of Zach’s strokes in and out of her as he reacted to the flogger. She cried out as he hit her insides exactly right, sending her into her first orgasm. Everything throbbed, especially her nipples and clit, as the ecstasy exploded inside her and burst outward like a rocket going off.