Epilogue
May - Another Three Months Later
Ryder came rushing into my office, waving a piece of paper around with a huge smile on his face. Every time I see one of my boys smile like that, it makes my heart beat faster.
“Look at what I got!” he said.
Finn was lying on the leather sofa, scrolling through his phone. He instantly sat up with Ryder’s excitement. My poor guy had been so bored since he stopped modeling. We really needed to find him something he would enjoy.
Ryder reached my desk and slammed the paper down. I took it and looked at the little drawing, instantly knowing what it meant. My heart beat even faster, my lungs constricted, and the oxygen was filled with pure joy.
It was a sketch of three wedding rings bound together.
“I had Atlas make this for us. I thought… maybe, if we want…”
“Breathe, Sweet Boy.”
“I thought we could get it tattooed. I realize neither Finn nor I have tattoos, but… maybe we could get a small one of this.”
Finn took the image from my hands, looked at it, and grinned at Ryder. “Is this your way of proposing to us, Rye-baby?”
He looked confused for a moment before he beamed. “Yeah, I guess I am. Not really propose, but… to symbolize our relationship permanently.”
Finn looked at me as his eyes watered. “God… I love that. What do you think, Father?”
“I think this is a great idea.”
Ryder fist pumped in the air like the adorable, sexy, corn-fed nerd he was. “Yes!”
“You know… I’m sorry I can’t give you boys marriage, but—”
Finn leaned down and pressed his lips to mine to silence me. “Stop. We knew what we were getting into. We love you, and I think Ryder’s way is absolutely perfect.”
I kissed him back and eased him off. “You didn’t let me finish, Precious. What I wanted to tell you is what I can give you myself. How would you like to both be inside me tonight… taking turns? It’s my way of telling you how much I love you both.”
Ryder and Finn looked at each other with wide, shocked eyes. Yes, I was sure it was a surprise, since I’d never had anyone inside me before. Now I wanted both of them.
“Father, you don’t have to do that. We know you love us.”
“Agreed,” Ryder said. “We’re perfectly happy with how things are.”
“No. I want this. I want to feel my boys inside me. This is my gift to you. Unless you don’t…”
“Oh, no. I would love nothing better, Father. This is an amazing gift. Thank you.”
“Hell yeah. I’m totally on board with this. But can I ask… why haven’t you allowed it before? Out of curiosity.”
I huffed a laugh. “Honestly, I have no reason. There’s been nothing holding me back on a personal or emotional level. It’s just always been Finn and my dynamic, so I never changed it. I’d always been the dominant one in bed, and I kept it as such. But now… I think I would like to try it.”
“Can you still boss us around other times?” Ryder asked, his face blooming adorably. “I like you controlling us. I… love you dominating.”
I smirked at him. “But of course, Sweet Boy. You and Finn will always be my boys, whom I love to own and control. So, is that a yes?”
“Yes!” they both said at the same time.
I held my arms open for them to come to me. Ryder sat on one knee, and Finn sat on the other. I wrapped my arms around them as each one bent over to give me a kiss.
“I love you boys with everything I have.”
“We love you, Daddy.”
I lay in bed, naked and fully prepped for my boys. While I may have held the air of confidence and control, my insides were strangely rioting. I felt like a fifty-year-old virgin. I hadn’t been this nervous since Finn first kissed me and turned my world completely on its head… in the best possible way.
Ryder and Finn stood at the foot of my bed, stripping themselves of their clothes. Their eyes turned hungry as they looked at me.
“This is going to be fucking divine,” Finn said, giggling.
“Our Daddy is so sexy.”
Finn and I gasped. Ryder had never called me ‘ daddy. ’ It had always been ‘ sir .’
He looked at us with wide hazel eyes. “Is that… sorry, it just slipped. I…”
We all suddenly burst out laughing, and all my nervousness was gone. “It’s perfectly fine with me, Sweet Boy, as long as it’s okay with our Finn.”
“Oh, it’s more than okay with me,” he said, suddenly grabbing Ryder by the back of his head and pulling him in for a deep, sloppy kiss, using their entire bodies in it.
Once they pulled away, they climbed into the bed and took turns kissing me.
Finn trailed pecks along my skin down to my cock, not wasting time sucking me off. Meanwhile, Ryder nibbled on my nipples, biting lightly.
I got lost in their touches, kisses, and sucks, as they completely spoiled me with their love.
Finn popped off me, making sure I didn’t come before it was time, looking up at me. “Are you ready for us, Daddy?”
“More than ready.”
“I think you should be on your hands and knees. Ryder and I can take turns more easily.”
I sat up and rested on my knees, keeping my body low to the bed. It was so vulnerable and something I wasn’t used to, but if I could fuck in a sex club, I could do this. I wasn’t sure I wanted to do this often, but they deserved to have all of me at least once.
“I’m ready for you both. No need to work me open.”
“Aww, too bad. I was looking forward to sinking my fingers inside of you,” Ryder said, surprising me. He was responsive and sexy, but it wasn’t like him to talk dirty. I ate it up.
I chuckled. “If you insist, of course.”
They both jumped on it, shoving fingers inside me at the same time.
“God, I can’t believe I’m in Daddy’s ass,” Finn said. “This is like the forbidden zone or something.”
Ryder giggled. “Yeah, his virgin hole is going to be so tight.”
I laughed again. “Where did this dirty-talking Ryder come from?”
“I’ve been practicing.”
“Indeed? Well, it’s working.”
After they spent too long playing with my ass, I’d had enough. “Okay… It’s time you fucked me. I’m ready.”
Someone smacked my ass, and I looked back over my shoulder and glowered at my boys. “That was not in the plans.”
They both sat there looking oh too innocent, gnawing on the corner of their bottom lips like fucking twins before they burst out into a fit of laughter.
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” Finn said.
“Flip you for it,” Ryder said.
“Rock, Paper, Scissors?”
“Go.”
I turned my head to look back again to see them literally playing the game. “Seriously?”
They did it three times, and Ryder won the two out of three with the paper on Finn’s rock.
“You boys are unreal.”
“Hey, we had to be fair about it,” Finn explained.
Ryder grabbed my hips but stopped. “Actually, I think you should go first, Finn. You’ve been with Daddy the longest, and I think you should get the first taste of him.”
“Really?”
“Yeah… go for it.”
“Thanks, Ryder.”
I shook my head and closed my eyes to get ready for my precious. He lined the head of his cock to my hole and eased it inside, despite me being more than prepped for him.
“Finn, you don’t have to go easy on me.”
He huffed a burst of air on my ass. “Let me have this moment, Daddy.”
“Okay, I’ll shut up.”
Still, he sank all the way in. It definitely burned as he stretched me, but because I was ready for him, it was short-lived. I suddenly felt full of him. Full of my precious boy for the first time.
He pulled out and pushed back in, his piercing gliding over my prostate each time. Fuck, that felt weird, like I had to piss or something, but the more he did it, the better it felt. His cock was milking the orgasm out of me. As soon as I clenched around his cock, he pulled out, and I gasped at the emptiness.
“Your turn, Rye-baby.”
Ryder was a little larger than Finn, so that stretch and burn happened again, but I quickly got used to it.
“Holy moly, I can’t believe I’m inside you…” he hissed. “The feeling is unreal…”
He didn’t pump in me for long before he quickly pulled out. “Gonna come too soon… shit.”
Finn chuckled, and he was quickly back inside me, but this time, he didn’t take it easy, pulling out and slamming back in hard enough to where I had to brace myself.
“Fuck, Daddy… Your virgin hole is perfect,” he rasped. “Screw it…” Finn pumped harder and faster, not taking his time as if he was desperate to mark me. His piercing ran over my prostate over and over. My cock swelled and pulsed with each hit of that hot spot, dripping pre-cum on the bed.
I gripped the bedding and pushed back on him with this need to have more and more.
Suddenly, his fingers dug into my hip, and his body froze as heat pumped and filled me deep inside. Finn sputtered and groaned before he quickly thrust again, dragging out the last of his climax for as long as he could. Then he slipped out.
“God, I should’ve dragged it out, but you felt too good, Daddy.”
“It’s okay, Precious.”
“But I don’t want it to be the last time.”
“Then it won’t be the last time.”
“Yay! He’s going to let us fuck him again, Rye-baby!”
I snorted a laugh. “Manipulator.”
Now it was Ryder’s turn. “It won’t take me long, Finn. Stroke Daddy as I sink into him. Let’s make him feel good inside and out.”
Finn lubed his hand and grabbed my cock, pulling on it as Ryder sank back into me. My prostate was already over-stimulated, so it wouldn’t take me long either, not with Finn stroking me.
I knew the boys loved to get fucked by me, but I had no idea it felt that good. I expected a lot of discomfort at first, feeling full and enjoying it. But this went beyond expectations. Perhaps it was because my boys were doing it. The ones I loved the most.
Suddenly, more hot cum filled me. And for the first time, I felt complete. They had both marked me in my body and through my soul. Finn and Ryder were completely mine. Forever mine.
My cock was stroked faster and faster until I came all over the bed as Ryder continued to pump into me slowly. I fell to the bed, quickly growing numb. Eventually, he pulled out, and all the cum from my boys spilled out of me. It wasn’t the most comfortable thing, but Ryder was lying on top of me, and Finn was snuggled next to me.
This was home. This was everything. Love should always feel like this.
The following week, Finn, Ryder, and I stepped out into the hot summer day, our chests stinging from our new tattoos.
We had the three rings placed right above our hearts, and they were about two inches in length. Nothing too massive. We didn’t add color, keeping them in black ink.
Ryder lifted his shirt to expose the red spot on his chest, which was covered in plastic to protect the raw skin. “I love it. Thanks for doing this.”
“This means we’re married now, right? Maybe not in the traditional way, but this works for us. We’ve always been unconventional,” Finn said.
“It really is perfect for us. This was a great idea, Ryder. Now, all we need to do is to get you your very own Prince Albert piercing.”
His jaw dropped, and he sputtered. “Uh… ah… I’m… that’s going to hurt, isn’t it?”
Finn kissed his cheek. “Only for a little bit, but you know how good we feel inside you with it.” He pouted his lip at him, giving him his best begging face. “Don’t you want that for us, too?”
Ryder grinned and shook his head. “You don’t need to play me, brat. You know I’d do anything for you and Knox.”
Without a care in the world or who saw us on the street, I pulled my boys into a hug and kissed the tops of their heads. “We have an amazing life ahead of us.”
The End