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Oliver was nodding, pleading, promising anything they wanted if they would just give him more. Troy gripped the base of the plug and pulled it almost out before plunging it back in while Bryce spanked him again. The pink flush that was starting to spread across Oliver’s ass was beautiful, but the sound of his scream was incredible.

Over and over they took turns fucking him with the plug and spanking him until he was a quivering mess. He was so close to the edge, he just shook on the bench while his body danced for them. Moans carried through the room and out past the glass to whoever was observing.

They took turns teasing Oliver, telling him what people were seeing and how he was a naughty boy. With four hands, there was always one to tease his cock or caress the sensitive area around his hole while another hand came down on his bottom.

“Please…please…Sirs…love…please…” The words came out broken between gasping pleasure and moans.

“We’re nowhere close to done, kitten.” Bryce’s grin was wicked as Oliver cried out in desperation. Bryce looked to Troy. “What do you think? Should we give him a reward for being so good? I think he’s starting to learn his lesson.”

Giving Bryce another subtle nod, Troy pulled the plug almost all the way out one last time. Fucking him with just the tip, he grinned and thrust it in as Bryce’s hand slid under Oliver to undo the restraint around his cock. “Yes!”

Pegging Oliver’s prostate, Troy watched as Oliver came undone. Screaming out his orgasm, sending long streams of cum shooting out to the floor, Oliver’s orgasm went on and on as he rode the pleasure.

When he finally calmed down, sinking into the bench, his voice came out hoarse and low. “Love you. Both. Love.”

“We love you too, kitten, but we’re nowhere near done. We’ve got a long night ahead of us and neither of us has come yet.” Troy caressed Oliver’s cheeks in wide, gentle circles.

“More?” Oliver’s brain didn’t seem to be working well enough to make a more complicated sentence.

“We’ll always have more for you, kitten.” Bryce leaned down, giving their spent sub a tender kiss.

Troy knew what Bryce was trying to say. They weren’t ready for planning the future yet, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t see it. It was clear and beautiful and would be waiting when they were ready.

Epilogue

Nora

Her boys were so cute. Dressed in their tuxes, the nine of them looked so handsome that she took another picture. Wyatt had put his foot down on hiring a professional photographer, but she’d managed to get a few shots she knew were going to turn out beautifully.

As Garrett and Wyatt stood surrounded by their friends and family in their back yard, quietly reciting their commitments to each other, she couldn’t help but tear up. When Wyatt knelt, in his bare feet and shirtless tux, she felt streaks of wetness run down her face. Her boys were growing up.

They were good men who she’d always known would love hard, but they weren’t always the most mature. Not that she would have had them any other way. She loved the absolute chaos that had always echoed through their house as they were growing up.

Watching as Garrett placed a slim leather and silver engraved collar around Wyatt’s neck, she couldn’t help but miss her Martin. He’d been her submissive for more years than she wanted to count. They’d discovered themselves with each other and had learned what real commitment and trust were together. Seeing Wyatt and Garrett start on that same journey made her heart ache.

As Garrett reached down to help Wyatt rise, she snapped another picture, ignoring her emotions. It wouldn’t be long before the others would be ready for commitments of their own. The way they looked at each other, holding hands and exchanging sweet glances, said as much. It didn’t matter if it was marriages, collaring ceremonies, or other personal commitments to their loved ones. She just wanted them happy.

All of them.

In the short time she’d known Wyatt, Carter, Troy, and Oliver, they’d become part of their family like Calen had when he first came around with Garrett. She knew it would take time for them to really accept that, but she wouldn’t have it any other way. She’d done her best to give her own boys the confidence and strength to love the way they saw fit, and she wanted to make sure their partners had the same chance.

As Garrett pulled Wyatt close, giving him a tender, slow kiss, she knew they would always love one another.

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