Page 41 of A Little Christmas! 4: Song

“Daddy!” Zachy cried out, the bed jolting.

Cooper’s eyes popped open as he broke the kiss with Song, their heads swiveling to look down the length of the bed to see Gage balls deep in Zachy, his fist full of Zachy’s hair. Zachy’s mouth was open, a line of saliva dripping down. His eyes were screwed shut, his back was bowed, and his cock was red and leaking, not that Gage paid it any attention. He knew Zachy wouldn’t be able to come until he could get friction, which was precisely why Gage the Tormentor dragged him further towards the edge of the bed and kept his hips raised as he pressed Zachy’s head back down so he could resume sucking Song.

Cooper trailed his fingers down the center of Song’s chest as he went up on his elbows to watch Zachy, whose little mews were sending vibrations through Song’s cock as Zachy sucked it. Songadded his hand to the one Gage already had tangled in Zachy’s hair, helping guide his head, Gage’s thrusts speeding to match the pace they had Zachy bobbing too, as Song started to shudder. He was right there, inches from plunging over the edge of the cliff, when Cooper scraped a nail over one of his tightly pebbled nipples.

The cry he let out was wild and completely unrestrained, ending in a pant and another writhing roll of his hips as he thrust up into Zachy’s mouth. The muffled sob Zachy let out left Cooper’s cock weeping as he waited to see which would come first, only to watch in mild amusement as Gage stopped thrusting into Zachy and let go of his hair so he could wrap his hand around Song’s cock, staving off both of their orgasms. The broken groan of complaint Zachy let out was matched by a growled,That’s not fair, from Song, but the best response of all was the slow grin that spread across Gage’s face as his eyes met mine.

“Song,” he growled, licking his lips as he winked at me. “Would you like to come?”

“H-hell…” Song gasped, then remembered his manners and that we weren’t in the club anymore. “Yes, please, Daddy.”

“Then I want you to wiggle out from under Zachy like the good boy I know you are and roll over so Papa can fuck you.”

Hell yeah!

We had condoms and lube in both nightstands, he quickly rolled on a condom while he turned over. As hard as Song’s cock was, and with his body already trembling the moment Cooper caressed one of the globes of his ass, this was no time for a long prep session. He’d blow before he ever got into him, and that was the last thing he wanted, for either of them, so he prepped him fast and slid home while Zachy tried his best to manage shallow motions while Gage still had one hand gripping his hip, keeping him from being able to move too much.

“Fu…” Song stammered, cutting off the curse word as a shudder tore through his body.

Cooper gave him a moment to adjust to him, his gaze locking with Gage’s again as he did. With a grin, he slowly started guiding Zachy’s head down so he could press it against the comforter, while Cooper pressed Song’s lower until it rested inches from Zachy’s. Song’s ass clenching around his cock was exquisite pleasure, making it difficult to focus as his eyes half rolled back. He barely caught the nod Gage gave him before he started fucking Zachy, long, hard thrusts that Cooper mirrored as he fucked into Song.

They’d tangled their fingers together, clinging to one another as their cries mingled, Song tumbling over the edge moments before Zachy, who begged Gage not to stop as Cooper came too. He rode out his orgasm on Gage’s cock until Gage threw his head back and groaned, filling the condom before letting Zachy slip bonelessly onto the bed. He sprawled beside Song as he rolled him over, one arm draping over Song’s abs as he snuggled in for a cuddle.

Probably a short one.

With all the adrenaline they’d had coursing through them, it wouldn’t shock him at all if they crawled over top of them and demanded round two. Judging from the look on Gage’s face as he flopped on the other side of Zachy, he knew it too.

Chapter 16

(Gage)

“Bubbles,” Zachy sighed, wiggling down in the tub and getting comfy as Song climbed in with a bit of assistance from Cooper to sit across from him.

Both were sleepy-eyed and leaning against the side of the tub, blinking and struggling to stay awake. There would be no tubby toys tonight or tickle-filled splash wars. The warm water was just going to make them sleepier, which was why the shower hadn’t been an option. Gage had been too afraid that one of them might get clumsy and slip.

After the way they’d been grinding on one another as they’d left the club, locked in a sensual dance that was only broken up when they skipped to the vehicle, Gage had expected them to be a little tired, especially after the set Song had played. He’d forgotten what adrenaline and the hype of being up on stage could do.

The whole ride back to the hotel he’d had to listen to them tease one another, soft moans barely audible over the radio,until they’d grown louder, and Gage had turned the radio off so he could hear them without interference. Between vigorous lovemaking sessions, they’d enticed them by caressing one another, nipping, licking, and kissing until they were so out of control they were grinding against one another, trying to work out which of them was going to top the other if their daddies didn’t step in.

Of course their daddies stepped in, pinning them to the bed and fucking them until the bed was in such a state that housekeeping was going to have a hell of a time straightening out the bedding in the morning.

Gage knew they were completely worn out now and maybe sore after submitting to him and Cooper several times since they’d made it into their suite. As Gage washed Song, he felt him whine as Gage cleaned his bottom, then let out a groan as the soft mitt Gage wore over his hand brushed against his opening.

“Are you sore?” Gage asked, cleaning him as gently as he could.

“A little,” Song moaned. “You were thicker than I’m used to.”

“Then we’ll have to slowly build up your experience level until taking me is comfortable for you,” Gage murmured.

“I’m good with that,” Song replied, “well, all but the slowly part… I’d rather we restock the lube and let Zachy finger me until I’m ready to take you.”

Across the tub Gage saw Zachy’s eyes widen as the tip of his pink tongue poked out. Over the past few months, he’d casually tossed around the idea of getting it pierced, only he’d been worried about how it would affect his speech on the show. With them being on vacation, it would be a good time to look into piercing shops, in case he was ready to go through with it. Maybe in the morning. Well, it was already morning. Late afternoon then, but he’d definitely do some browsing on his phone once he’d gotten some sleep.

“Are you trying to get hard again?” Cooper asked as he rubbed a bath mitt down Zachy’s chest.

“That sounded so hot I couldn’t help it,” Zachy groaned, squirming. “Papa, help?”

Gage knew that Cooper considered himself to be the tamer one out of the two of them, but Gage knew differently. He knew what it meant when Cooper’s eyes narrowed, and he got that feral look in them.