Page 106 of Stable Hand

“You liked watching me suffer in the boardroom didn’t you, you naughty boy? Did you get an erection?”

“Yes,” Noah squeaked.

“Watching Kamal clamp my nipples and torture me? You got hard from that?”

“Yeah. So did he,” Noah said, looking over at where I sat on the mattress, watching with avid interest.

“Guilty,” I said.

“Well, maybe I’ll spank him after I’m done with you then.”

“Okay,” Noah mumbled, blushing and glancing my way.

“You like watching too? God you are a kinky boy, aren’t you?”

“Yes. Yes, I am,” Noah babbled as Luke’s hand came down on him again and again. “I’m so kinky. I love going over your knee.”

“I know. That’s why I put you there so often.”

Noah moaned, rutting against Luke’s leg.

“Want to see him come from this?” Luke asked me.

I blinked. “From a spanking?”

Luke nodded as if this outcome should be obvious.

“God, yes,” I breathed. “Can he do that?”

“Usually. Can you come from me spanking you right now?” Luke asked Noah, running a hand lightly over his spanked bottom.

“I think so,” Noah gasped. “Go a little harder and faster.”

Luke grinned, flexing his fingers. “Your wish is my command.”

He wrapped an arm around Noah to hold him still and spanked the hell out of his ass as his moans became louder, his breathing jerky and short.

“I’m going to come,” Noah panted as Luke’s hand came down on him over and over. In a moment, his whole body stiffened, and he let out a soft whine as he climaxed against Luke’s leg.

“Oh yes,” Luke murmured, giving Noah several more hard slaps to carry him through his orgasm. “So fucking warm and wet on my jeans. You’re lucky I let you come this time. Usually coming so fast is a no-no, right?”

Noah shuddered and collapsed limply over Luke. “Right,” he sighed, eyes glazed and soft as he came down from his orgasm.

“Awe, hell,” I groaned. “Watching him come on your leg was hot as fuck.”

“Mm-hmm. Which is why I let him get away with orgasming from a spanking sometimes.”

“So, tell me something,” I said, sitting forward from where I sat cross-legged on the mattress, ignoring my erection for the moment.

“Huh?” Luke said while Noah turned and blinked his blue eyes at me.

“When you guys go back to your regular jobs in a couple of weeks, what happens then?” My fingers plucked nervously at the blanket. I’d been wondering this ever since my feelings for both men had turned from lust and curiosity to something else.

“Well,” Luke said, grinning at me, “we both live in Ottawa, so we keep getting together, and I keep spanking Noah’s naughty little ass, and he keeps sucking my dick. It’s called dating.” Luke slapped Noah’s ass, making him gasp. “Get up.”

Noah slithered off Luke’s lap and stood, grabbing his boxer briefs from the floor and putting them on.

I stared at Luke, stunned by this casual statement. “You guys… You guys date? Back in Ottawa?”