Page 24 of Inhuman Natures #1

“It’s like when Rake puts me on speech restrictions,” DJ said, propping himself on the other side of Shaun.

“I fucking hate it, but that’s why it’s a good punishment, because it still gets my dick hard to know Rake’s in charge.

If I genuinely didn’t want to do it, then Rake would respect that. He’s a good Dom that way.”

The look DJ shot Rake was so full of love and affection that he couldn’t resist leaning over and pressing their lips together. It was even better for the kiss to happen right above Shaun, who squirmed on the bed under them.

“That’s another for language, Deej,” Rake said when he released DJ’s lips. “Don’t think you’ll get away with it just because you complimented me afterwards.”

DJ’s mouth crooked into a smile. “I thought I could stroke your ego enough you might forget.”

“The way you said ‘stroke’ there isn’t gonna distract me, either.”

“How do you usually punish DJ?” Shaun asked.

“Various ways. His arse gets nicely darker when I whack it with a wooden spoon. Doesn’t let him forget about it in a hurry either. ”

“Having to sit on those bloody chairs at work with a bruised arse is the real punishment,” DJ said.

“I… I think the spoon might be too close to the cane,” Shaun said quietly.

“Then we’ll avoid it.” Rake slid a palm up Shaun’s thigh. “What about my hand?”

“Could I see you doing it to DJ first?”

Oh, now that was an idea. “I’m sure DJ will be a willing test subject.”

DJ, for his part, looked thrilled at the proposal. “Absolutely.” He moved onto his front and then pushed himself onto all fours. “Spank away!”

“You are far too enthusiastic for this to count as a punishment,” Rake grumbled.

“That’s because it’s a funishment, not a punishment,” DJ said. Rake presumed DJ was explaining for Shaun’s benefit.

Rake situated himself behind DJ, who waggled his butt back and forth whilst grinning down at Shaun. Without warning, Rake shot a hand out and caught DJ right on his rump.

“Sir!” DJ said, turning and looking at Rake with wide eyes.

“I want you to face Shaun as I dole out the rest of them.”

DJ did as he was told. “How many more?” he asked.

“As many as I see fit.” Rake caught Shaun’s eye and smirked, trying to make it clear that the statement was more about getting DJ to obey than it was about him giving him an unspecified number of spanks.

“Okay, Sir,” DJ said. This time, he remained still, anticipating the next hit. No tensing, though. He was far too well-trained for that.

Rake’s next hit was lighter than the first, but still resulted in a satisfying crack that echoed in the room. Shaun gasped along with DJ, as if he were the one experiencing the slaps. Shaun’s spent dick, which had been resting on his thigh, started firming up again.

Rake wasn’t surprised. Shaun’s submissive nature was obvious, and it called to something deep within Rake. A part of him that was primal and controlling and a little bit sadistic, but also nurturing and loving and caring at the same time.

Rake slapped DJ’s other arse cheek, loving how it bounced.

Truth was, Rake wouldn’t be able to keep this up for long, given how sore his hand would be even after only half a dozen hits.

He eyed DJ’s cock from where it hung heavy between his parted legs.

Hard, full, and with a bead of pearly pre-cum glistening at the tip where it wetted the bedsheets. Just how Rake liked it.

He did the next few spanks rapid-fire, alternating hands on each arse cheek. DJ’s yelps were music to his ears, and Shaun’s reactions were just as gratifying. Shaun watched every movement with rapt attention, turning onto his side to get the best view.

Rake quickly doled out the rest of DJ’s punishment, enjoying the anticipatory look on Shaun’s face as Rake varied the speed and strength of the spanks.

Rake finished by rubbing both hands over DJ’s arse in a possessive manner. “That’s you, Deej. You took them so well,” he said, before directing DJ to lean against the headboard.

Rake’s cock twitched at DJ’s little puff of pain when he sat down.

“Ow, Sir,” DJ said.

“Too sore, sweetheart? ”

DJ shook his head. “Good sore.”

“So, Shaun, what do you think? Up for some of that treatment?”

Shaun’s eyes were blown wide. “Yes, I think so, Sir.”

“How are these?” Rake asked as he checked that none of the knots were pinching Shaun’s skin, particularly around his neck.

“Really good,” Shaun said. “I want them on for the spanking.”

“Well, isn’t that handy,” Rake murmured.

“Because so do I.” He set Shaun on his front, knees under him, so that his arse was sticking out.

Rake loved DJ’s bigger bulk—the additional thrill of dominating someone larger than him—but there was also something enjoyable about being able to throw Shaun around so easily.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” Rake said as he moved Shaun up the bed. “Put your head there on DJ’s thigh. Right between his legs.”

DJ opened his legs as directed, groaning in frustration as Shaun laid his head right next to his bobbing cock. “Can he suck me off while you spank him?” DJ asked.

“Not yet.” Rake palmed at Shaun’s arse, not able to help himself from pulling his cheeks apart to get a look at his small pink hole. He’d have to prep him well before fucking him.

He started off with a few light taps, careful to gauge Shaun’s reactions.

Rake was pleased when Shaun made a needy little sound and pushed himself back into Rake’s hands.

As much as Rake was sure Shaun was into this, he needed to be cautious.

Shaun had been through a lot—likely even more than he’d revealed to them. He might not know his limits .

Rake caught DJ’s eye, and DJ gave him a surreptitious nod. Rake would trust DJ to let him know if Shaun needed to stop. That was one reason he’d wanted them close together for this.

The other reason—a less virtuous one—was to torture DJ by having Shaun’s face so close to his cock.

Rake took a huff of breath through his nose, and then delivered his first real spank. The sound reverberated through the room, mixing with Shaun’s gasp. Rake rubbed at Shaun’s pale flesh. DJ’s darker skin wouldn’t redden much, but Shaun’s had coloured a little.

Rake waited to see if Shaun would say anything, and when he didn’t, he struck again at the same spot. “Was that okay, sweetheart?” he asked.

Shaun mumbled something into DJ’s thigh.

“What was that?” Rake asked, a smile tugging at his lips.

“Do it again, please, Sir.”

“Mmm. Maybe this isn’t so much of a punishment for you after all.” Even as Rake said that, he used his hand on Shaun’s other cheek, eliciting a squeak of surprise.

He smacked Shaun’s arse twice more on each cheek before stopping. “I think that’s enough for your first time.” Truth was, having Shaun’s arse right in his face was too tempting.

“Sir, I think that’s unfair,” DJ said, a cheeky grin on his face. “I got quite a few more than that. I would also make the case that coming without permission is much worse than swearing.”

“ You would,” Rake said.

“Fair’s fair, Sir,” Shaun said, voice strained.

Rake pulled Shaun’s cheeks apart, thumbs circling his hole.

“I’m going to do one right here, I think.

Then we’ll be done.” Shaun clenched at that, and Rake couldn’t help but bend down and lick a stripe right up Shaun’s crack.

He tasted faintly of their soap—clean and fresh.

Rake couldn’t wait to bury himself inside of Shaun.

He settled for delivering a light slap directly onto Shaun’s hole.

The whine Shaun let out in response was perfect.

“Oh, fuck, Sir,” DJ said. “That was hot.”

“Language.”

“That was too hot not to get a ‘fuck’ in response,” DJ argued.

“How did that feel, Shaun?” Rake asked, moving his hands over Shaun’s back.

After a brief pause, Shaun answered. “Weird, but good?”

“Sounds about right,” DJ said.

“You want to be fucked, Shaun?” Rake asked.

“Yes, Sir. Definitely, yes.”

“Go on, Shaun. Suck his cock for me.”

As Shaun followed Rake’s instruction, he grabbed the lube from the side table, leaving it within reach on the bed.

He leaned down and licked at Shaun’s furl, sucking and nipping at the flesh of his arse.

He alternated between using his tongue and pressing in with his fingers, working up to stuffing three fingers into Shaun’s loosened hole.

Shaun was reduced to making half-hearted kittenish licks at DJ’s cock as Rake worked him over.

When Shaun was ready, Rake slicked up his cock, the thrill of being able to fuck Shaun bare travelling through him like an electric current. He knelt behind Shaun on the bed, lining himself up .

As Rake pressed forward, Shaun’s hole sucked him in, and he bottomed out far quicker than he’d expected. Rake grabbed onto the ropes between Shaun’s arms for leverage, stilling both Shaun’s movement and his own whilst he got used to the feeling of being inside of him.

DJ’s chest rose and fell rapidly as he spectated, one hand stroking through Shaun’s hair. Rake—ready to move again—pulled back and then thrust forward, watching his cock disappear into Shaun’s hole as he repeated the movement.

“Can you handle both of us in your holes, Shaun?” Rake asked once he had a rhythm going.

Shaun nodded into DJ’s lap.

“Words, sweetheart.”

“Yes, Sir,” Shaun said.

“Suck DJ some more while I fuck you.”

DJ guided Shaun’s head to his cock. The muffled noises Shaun made as he took DJ into his mouth had Rake having to squeeze the base of his dick to stop himself from coming.

Filling Shaun from both ends with DJ was even better than Rake had imagined.

The sight of DJ’s strained expression, Shaun’s tight heat around Rake’s cock, their slapping flesh, the feel of the soft ropes under Rake’s hand, the little gagging sounds Shaun made when he took DJ too deep—all of it combined had Rake reaching his peak faster than he would have liked.

Rake grasped Shaun’s cock where it hung down between his legs, jerking it in time with his thrusts. “Come whenever you can, Shaun,” he said. “Once more, for me, okay? You feel incredible. I know you can give me another.”

“His mouth feels amazing, Sir,” DJ said breathlessly .

“You’re so good for us, Shaun,” Rake said, and Shaun shivered underneath him.

Rake continued to praise Shaun, DJ joining in with his own dirty talk, the both of them speaking over each other until Shaun came again.

Shaun’s constricting hole sent Rake over the edge.

He buried himself deep inside Shaun as he came with a full body shudder, Shaun’s release filling Rake’s hand.

Rake stayed inside of Shaun even as he softened, not wanting to move yet.

“Sir!” DJ said, snapping Rake out of his post-orgasm stupor. “Can I come? I need to come.”

After smearing Shaun’s cum on his pink arse, Rake leaned over and pulled Shaun’s head off of DJ’s cock. “You’re doing so well, sweetheart. One more thing. Would you like to take DJ into your throat?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir,” Shaun said, voice raspy. “Please.”

“Take the cock ring off, DJ,” Rake said.

Once the ring was off, Rake met DJ’s eyes as he pushed Shaun’s head back down onto DJ’s cock, exerting gentle pressure. DJ threw his head back against the headboard, groaning as Shaun took him deeper.

“You can come, sweetheart.”

Shaun hummed in his throat, and DJ did exactly that. Rake kept his hand on Shaun’s head, letting DJ fill him up just like Rake had.

Once DJ was done, Rake gently lifted Shaun’s head, and DJ helped move Shaun so that he was kneeling upright between them, hands still bound behind his back.

DJ kissed Shaun deeply before leaning over Shaun’s shoulder and pressing his lips to Rake’s.

Rake then focused his attention on freeing Shaun from his bonds whilst DJ continued to pepper open-mouthed kisses all over Shaun.

Rake used some wipes they kept in their bedside table for a quick clean-up, meaning they could snuggle on the bed without having to leave.

What made Rake happiest, however, was when Shaun let him slip a slim butt plug into his hole.

The sight of it there, as well as the knowledge that Rake had left a bit of himself inside of Shaun, had him debating if he was up for a second round.

Instead, Rake directed them to lie down on the bed with Shaun in the middle so he and DJ could both hold him.

“How are you doing, Shaun?” Rake asked, trailing a hand down Shaun’s arm, fingering the small indents and patterns the rope had left. They’d fade, but Rake appreciated the fleeting beauty of them whilst he could.

Shaun murmured his response from where his face was pressed into DJ’s chest. “I’m all floaty.”

“Deej?”

“So, so good,” DJ said, looking at Rake over Shaun’s head. “You?”

Rake huffed with laughter. “Yeah. I can’t wait to do it all again.”

Shaun roused, turning to face Rake with a sweet smile on his face. “Me either.”

Before meeting Shaun, Rake hadn’t known he’d had room in his heart for another person. But with that one look, the space Shaun had carved out for himself became permanent, and Rake was all too willing to offer it up.

And now that Shaun was in his heart, Rake never wanted him to leave.