Page 131 of B is for Beg

“I need to come.”

“Not yet,” I tell him.

He lets out a strangled cry but doesn’t ask again. Not immediately anyway. I start to jack myself off while I continue to devour Blake’s arse. I’m sure all the cum is gone now, so it’s just him I’m tasting. Our princess does a good job of keeping himself clean. Gabe is stroking his cock and kneading Blake’s balls and sucking Blake’s dick for all he’s worth. Damn, if only I’d set up a video camera, I could have captured our play session. Another time, perhaps.

“Please,” Blake begs.

He’s straining against the ropes, and the veins in his neck are standing prone. It must be hard for him to hold on to his orgasm, considering he’s got too utterly devoted men sucking and licking at him.

“Please, Daddy,” Blake entreats when neither of us answers him. “Please, Sir.”

I lick my way from Blake’s arse to his hip so I can look into Gabe’s eyes. He grins around Blake’s cock, conveying ‘not yet’ through his eyes. I nod and tickle my tongue over Blake’s skin as I make my way back to his arse. I make love to him, pushing my tongue in and out.

“Oh,” Blake moans, the sound both needy and desperate. “I can’t… Please, Daddy.Please, Sir.”

He’s panting furiously now, and his voice is shaking with held-back tears.

“Soon,” I promise. “Hold on a little longer for us, princess.”

“I’ll try, Sir.”

I’m half tempted to quote Yoda at him, but now is not the time. I’m almost on the brink myself from a combination of pleasuring myself, rimming Blake, and listening to the amazing sounds he and Gabe are making. In seconds, I’ll have to surrender to my own orgasm. I wonder if Gabe is just as close because fuck, I want us all to come together.

“Sir?” Blake begs, strain making his voice tight. “Daddy?”

I run my fingers over Gabe’s, signalling that it’s time.

“Please!” Blake cries before either of us can grant him permission.

Gabe pulls his mouth off Blake’s cock. “Come, baby boy. Come for us.”

Blake’s body shudders, and he comes. Fuck, does he come. Ribbons of hot steaming cum spurt from the tip of his cock and land on the floor at our feet. Gabe and I join him, both of us aiming our cocks so our cum joins his in a milky puddle on the floor.

Gabe sighs and presses his face against Blake’s sweaty stomach. I press my cheek against our princess’s back. We stay like that for some time, unmoving except the heavy heaves of our chests as we pant our way to recovery. My legs are shaking, Gabe’s must be too, but somehow we both stay upright until we finally have the energy to move.

Together, we lower Blake to the floor so Gabe can untie him achingly slowly. I lift our princess into bed, and we snuggle up together, utterly spent. Blake trembles and sobs a little as he leaves the high of his orgasm and comes back down to earth. We hold him tightly, whispering soothing words to him as we try to make his fall as soft and slow as possible.

We’re just starting to doze together when my phone rings. My first thought is to ignore it.

“Answer it,” Gabe urges. “It might be important.”

Grumbling, I get out of bed and retrieve it from my pile of clothes. “It’s the estate agent.” I take the call, my heart thumping hard as she delivers the news. I can’t help but grin as I climb back into bed with my men.

“Well?” Gabe asks.

“We got the apartment.”

“We’re going to live together?” Blake asks. “For real?”

I kiss his forehead. “For real, princess.”

We hold each other even tighter. Blake’s utterance of ‘always’ from earlier flits back into my mind. Gabe, Blake, and me. Always. I really like the way that sounds in my head and the way it warms my heart.

28

Gabe

It’s late evening by the time all our stuff is moved into our new apartment. Most things are still in boxes, but we prioritised unpacking bedding and kitchen things so we could cook. It’s been a long day, so by the time we’re kicking back on the sofa we brought with us from Cal’s place, I’m exhausted.