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Tinsley

Daddy chuckled behind me and I turned back to look at him. His eyes were flinty and he was looking at Papa with such a lascivious look that I squeezed my thighs together in response. “Your turn, Papa,” Daddy said deviously.

“I’m not sure if that look on your face terrifies or excites me,” Papa said.

Judging by the way his cock pressed against his pants, I was thinking maybe it excited him.

Daddy crawled across the bed in a very predatory way and Papa swallowed nervously.

“I think your little cat and mouse game inspired me, baby.”

“Yeah?” Papa asked. He scooted backwards on his hands like he was trying to get away from Daddy.

Daddy grabbed his ankle, much like Papa had done to me. The force knocked Papa off balance and he fell flat on his back. Daddy was on top of him quickly. “Yeah. I think I’m inspired now.”

“Inspired?” Papa repeated, thrusting his erection into Daddy’s belly.

“Yeah. I loved watching you dominate our Little one, but now I think it’s my turn to dominate you.”

Daddy lifted his hand and stroked Papa’s jaw. “I think it’s time I fully claimed you.”

Holy shit!

“Yeah?” Papa asked.

“Yeah,” Daddy said, running his hand from his jaw down to the waistband of Papa’s sweats.

“Yeah!” I agreed before climbing up the bed to sit at their heads.

“Did you hear that? Our Little girl thinks it’s time too.”

“Is time,” I confirmed, nodding my head.

Papa wrapped his arms around Daddy’s neck. “Yeah, it’s time. Claim me, Elliot.”

Oh my goodness! It was really going to happen, Daddy and Papa were going to finally be intimate. I’d been waiting forever.

Daddy sat back on his knees and slid Papa’s pants off. Papa was hard, and precome dripped from his tip. Using his thumb, Daddy swiped at Papa’s seed before licking his cream from his thumb. It was so hot and personal that I gasped.

When Daddy’s eyes met mine, I smiled. “It’s so beautiful.”

“Submission is beautiful,” Daddy agreed, stroking Papa. “You’re beautiful,” he told Papa.

Papa looked away, but Daddy reached forward and gripped his chin. “Look at me, Tyler.”

Papa obeyed. “You. Are. Beautiful.”

Papa was misty-eyed and suddenly I was too. Our dynamic was just so deep.

Daddy released Papa’s face and dipped his head. Sucking only the head of Papa’s dick, Daddy stroked the rest.

Papa was more vocal than I’d ever heard him before. He was whimpering and moaning. His body was tight and his toes were curled.

“You’re so close aren’t you, baby?”

“Yes!” he cried. “I want to last, though. I want to come with you,” he said through gritted teeth.

Daddy studied him for several long seconds before nodding. “Okay, baby, we can come together.”

“Teenie, can you reach in the bag under the bed and hand Daddy some lube?”

I nodded and scrambled to get what he needed.

“I think that’s the quickest I’ve ever seen her obey about getting lube for you,” Papa teased. Well, duh. They weren’t shoving anything up my butt, only Papa’s.

I handed him the bottle and climbed back on the bed. Daddy poured some on his fingers, before shifting Papa’s legs to lay across Daddy’s forearms. Papa was completely open to him and for the first time, I could kinda see why my submission made Papa and Daddy feel territorial. It was so incredibly intimate for someone to trust you the way Papa was trusting Daddy.

***

Elliot

My heart felt like it was going to explode in my chest. I loved Tyler with every fiber of my being and seeing him trust me like he was, made me feel like the fucking king of the world.

I pressed my lubed fingers to his back channel and gently worked one inside.

He opened so smoothly. “You’re doing so good for me, baby. You’re taking one finger so well. Do you think you’re ready for two?”

He nodded.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” he answered, making me smile. I was so damn proud.

I added a second finger in. His thighs tightened a bit. I ceased my movements, giving him time to adjust.

“Take your time, baby. There’s no rush.”

“It doesn’t hurt,” he said, “it’s just..” he struggled for words.

“It burns a bit,” Tinsley offered.

“Yeah,” Tyler chuckled. “Not in a brutal way, but a bit.”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Hell, no,” Tyler laughed. “I want to be sore for days so every time I feel the pain, I can remember I’m yours.”

“You’ve always been ours,” I told him, working in a third finger.

Tinsley fisted his cock and stroked him slowly.

“Fuck,” he moaned.

His muscles clenched around my fingers and my dick leaked in my boxers.

Easing my fingers from him, I moved off of the bed and pulled him towards the side, adjusting him where I needed him, and making sure his legs were hanging from the mattress. Then I grabbed Tinsley and moved her beside him, arranging her the same way.

“What are you doing, Daddy?” she asked, lifting her head to look up at me.

I didn’t answer, instead I just lifted her legs in my hands and thrust into her.

“Daddy,” she cried. Her eyes rolled back and she arched her back off the bed causing her titties to bounce. Bending, I sucked one and then the other in my mouth.

“Daddy, nooo, Papa,” she babbled as I worked in and out of her.

“Oh, don’t you worry, Teenie. Papa is going to get fucked just as hard, but do you know what’s even better than store bought lube?”

“N-no!” she cried, her voice breaking with my thrusts.

“Your sweet cream. You better get me nice and wet so Papa can take all of me,” I told her.

“Fuck,” Tyler cried, squeezing his cock. “That’s brilliant.”

After patting myself on the back for the idea, I allowed myself to get lost in bringing our Little girl satisfaction. Tyler reached across and pressed his fingers to her clit.

“Papa,” she moaned.

“I know, Teenie. It feels so good, doesn’t it?”

“Yas,” she cried, her walls tightening around me.

“There you go, that’s our good girl,” I praised.

“Are you going to show us how pretty you are when you come?” Tyler asked.

“Yas!” she cried, coming around my cock. Her sweet juices dripped down my balls.

Pulling out from her heat, I moved over to Tyler, lifted his legs, and positioned myself against his ring of muscle.

“Where are you right now, Tyler? What color?”

“Green,” he answered with no hesitation.

Holding onto the back of his thighs, I pushed forward and breached his anus. I pushed until I was several inches in before I would pull back and then thrust a little deeper. Each time I repeated the process, he would relax a bit more. Finally, I was fully seated inside.

Tinsley wrapped her hand around him and started to jerk him off.

“Fuck! Fuck!” he cried when my cock rubbed over his prostate. I could feel the fleshy area against my shaft and it felt just as good as all the research said it would.

“What color, baby?”

“Green! Please, please take me,” he begged. His head thrashed back and forth. “I need… I need,” he tried.

“I know what you need, baby. I’ve got you,” I promised him as I began thrusting in earnest.

***

Tyler

I’d never felt pleasure like what I was feeling before. My balls were tight, my legs felt like there was electricity running through them, my stomach had a tight ball inside of it and with every stroke of Teenie’s hand and Elliot’s dick, the ball got a little tighter. I wondered if it would consume me when it exploded.

I was ashamed of the noises I was making and even more ashamed of my begging, but I was on the cusp of something so much bigger than I’d ever experienced before. Watching one partner fuck me while the other’s dainty fist was wrapped around my cock was mesmerizing and surreal.

“Fuck,” I cried again. I was so close. Watching them love my body only amplified the pleasure.

“Come, baby. Don’t fight it,” Elliot coached and he literally rearranged my insides.

Quickly, before I could even warn him, I was spurting stream after steam of cum across my stomach.

“Oh, fuck!” I moaned as the pleasure continued. It was so intense and I started to wonder if it would ever end.

“Fuck, Tyler. You’re killing me, baby,” Elliot said before he stilled and I felt him spilling his seed into me.

He collapsed on top of me and I kissed the areas of his face I could reach. I pulled Tinsley against me and Elliot shifted his arm and brought her closer. We were one big sweaty pile of happy mush.

“I love you both so much,” I whispered to my partners, my loves, my entire word.

***

A Few Days Later

I sat on the tailgate of Tifton’s truck nursing a beer. Well, really I was just holding it. After far too many pancakes at The Pancake Palace that morning, I wasn’t really feeling like putting anything else on my stomach. . I needed some antacids and maybe a belly rub. Challenging two Little girls to a pancake eating contest had not been my best idea.

I looked out across the large property and I was so thankful. There had been a huge turn out at the barbeque. I wasn’t sure how much we’d raised so far, but I was feeling confident it was enough to keep the Holt’s comfortable for a while. We’d start working on the remodel the next day and helping then had brought me some healing I didn’t know I needed.

Scanning the area, I found my partners quickly. Elliot sent me a wink and I basked in the feeling of security that washed over me. Sliding from the truck, I made my way over to them and wrapped them in my arms.

It was almost comical to think the last time I’d been in Augusta I thought my life was over, but really it hadn’t even started yet. It hadn't started until my loves had opened their hearts to me.

THE END