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Rile him up on the way here. Make sure he’s ready to combust by the time you get through this door. And power down your phones.

Already done.

I turned my phone off and slid it into my pocket, instructing Stetson to do the same. Levi hardly made it through half that game. We’d been planning this for weeks, and I knew it was hard for Levi to leave us that morning.

Stetson was feral. His hands roamed my body, seeming to be everywhere all at once. He no longer cared for modesty, hauling me through the lobby of the hotel and into the elevator. The doors opened on the top floor and we tumbled out, mauling each other like wild animals. “Fucking finally,” Stetson muttered. He ripped my shirt open, sending buttons scattering across the floor. I found Levi’s gaze over the boy’s shoulder, managing to bring him back to earth long enough to register his Daddy’s presence.

“Hey baby boy,” Levi whispered, ducking down to lick a stripe up the back of Stetson’s neck.

Stetson sighed. “Hi, Daddy.” He broke away from my mouth, keeping one arm tight around my waist while the other linked around Levi’s neck to bring their lips together. Stetson sucked on Levi’s tongue eagerly, hungrily. My mouth watered. Levi’s hands squeezed his hips, drawing a precious little noise right out of him.

Moaning drowned them out, and it took me a moment to realize that the sound came from me. Stetson leaned back on Levi’s shoulder. Snatching the opportunity, I nibbled a path up Stetson’s neck and to his ear. I tugged his soft lobe between my teeth, and Stetson’s mouth separated from Levi’s with a hum of pleasure. “Please Daddy,” he begged, sending a surge of blood directly to my cock. “Please tell me I get to come tonight.”

Levi and I smiled at each other, and I worked at the buttons on Stetson’s shirt. “Oh, you will,” I said as Levi reached around to undo Stetson’s belt. He finished the thought for me.

“But first, we have to get these clothes off.”

With Stetson’s belt hanging open, Levi undid the clasp of his pants and popped the button with one well-practiced move. He was so hard the zipper practically fell down on its own, and I shoved my hand beneath the fabric to help. While I cupped Stetson’s cock, Levi worked his pants down his hips. He rutted into my palm, chasing his release.

“Shit, Stetson,” I panted. My own impatient dick throbbed, demanding attention.

The last button unfastened, and Levi helped me slide Stetson’s shirt off. The boy stood between us in nothing but tiny boxer briefs that left nothing to the imagination. “Stay right there,” Levi commanded, coming to a stop next to me. Together, we admired the sight of what was ours .

The boy’s hands trembled by his sides in an effort to stay still. His face was flushed, cheeks red and glowing. His chest heaved with each breath, and his straining erection tested the integrity of the skimpy fabric. A wet spot darkened the cotton, evidence of how desperate he was.

I slipped his hands beneath Levi’s t-shirt, and Stetson clenched his hands into fists. With a pleased smile, Levi reached out for his boy. He came without hesitation. “Are you ready for your instructions?”

“Mmhmm.” Stetson nodded emphatically. I tossed Levi’s shirt aside, arresting Stetson’s attention.

“You want to come tonight, right?” Another nod. “That last orgasm you had, it felt good, didn’t it?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Was it worth losing your orgasms for a month?”

The only response Levi got was a whimper. Stetson’s battle with his inner brat was visible. He wanted to say yes. When Levi’s hand moved, I grinned. He reached between the two of them, giving the boy’s erection a firm squeeze. “Was it, Stetson?”

Eyes watering, Stetson finally nodded. I watched, mesmerized as Levi leaned in, ghosting his lips across Stetson’s. Judging by the way his mouth fell open on a silent cry, Levi had added more pressure. “Don’t worry baby boy. You have permission to come tonight.”

But as Levi let go and stepped around him, Stetson groaned. “Why do I feel like that’s too good to be true?”

“Because it is,” I said, joining Levi by the side of the bed.

“Come stand over here,” he commanded. He obeyed, and only then did his eyes travel to the objects spread out on the mattress. We had the expected toys and lube, but there were a few things that—based on his reaction—were new to him. “Color.”

Stetson’s gaze slid over the items, then he looked at his Daddy, eyes blazing. “Green.”

Levi smirked, crooking his finger to beckon his boy closer. Stetson gravitated like he was being pulled by a string, entranced by one of the items on the bed. I followed his line of sight, landing on the one thing that may have been our personal favorite. Levi hooked a finger behind the waistband of the electric blue lace panties. As he picked them up, Stetson’s breaths quickened. He licked his lips, rolling the bottom one between his teeth.

“Have a thing for lace, Stetson?” I taunted. My arms crossed over my chest. The boy’s cock visibly throbbed, milking another drop of precome into his underwear. He leaked like a faucet, and it was fucking hot.

Stetson, however, had his gaze locked onto the panties. He nodded slowly, swallowing hard.

Levi’s next move had me shuffling on the spot. He draped the fabric over his hand, brushing the soft material against Stetson’s cheek. His eyes fluttered shut, and he leaned into the sensation. “I don’t want to ruin them,” he whispered. “I’m going to blow the second you touch me.”

“Oh, baby boy,” Levi cooed, kicking even my heart into gear. “That’s the point.”

Levi brought the panties to Stetson’s mouth, nudging until he took them between his teeth. A muffled groan sounded around the silk and lace, Levi’s fingers teasing behind Stetson’s boxer briefs. I coughed around the urge to groan. I’d always gotten off on watching Levi with his boys, but this experience was something else.

Exposed to the cold air, Stetson took in a sharp breath, but the hot blood coursing through his veins and feeding his erection quickly warmed him. Levi worked the fabric down his hips, knocking it to the ground where Stetson kicked it away.

“Good boy,” Levi praised, taking the panties once more “Tonight, I want you to ruin these for me, sweetheart.”

“Oh, fuck,” Stetson cursed.

Then he handed them to me. “Put them on him so I can watch?”

“Happily.”

Levi cleared a spot and sat on the bed, leaning back on his hands. I guided Stetson backward a couple steps by a hand on his chest. The boy’s gaze darted from me to Levi, unsure of where he should be looking. “Close your eyes, baby,” Levi instructed him. As much as we loved those beautiful blues, we needed him grounded.

I knelt before him, guiding him through the leg holes. With both feet planted firmly on the ground, I slid the silky fabric up his calves and his thighs. Stetson shivered, widening his legs to allow me to situate the lace perfectly over his ass. With a few adjustments to make sure his cock was nestled perfectly, I sat back to admire my handiwork.

And it was breathtaking .

Stetson strained the material, precome instantly darkening the silk. Under the attention, his cock pulsed. He clenched and unclenched his fists by his sides, desperate to touch something .

“Put your hands behind your back,” Levi told him, and he did.

Stetson had no problem being the center of attention. But standing there, hard as a rail and wearing nothing more than a pair of lace panties, he seemed… nervous. Or he was so close to orgasm that a strong enough wind would send him over the edge. I smiled over my shoulder. “Are we ready?”

With proud eyes, Levi rose from the bed. “We’re ready.”

Stetson whined again. Levi stepped up to him and put his hands on his shoulders, stroking down his biceps and back up again. “All right, little one. Relax now.” With a deep breath, Levi’s hands returned to Stetson’s sides and some of the tension left his body. “There’s a chair behind you. I want you to take a couple steps back until you can sit down. Can you do that for me?”

Stetson backed up to the edge of the chair and dropped into the seat.

“Do you trust us?” I asked.

An instant bob of Stetson’s head. “Both of you.”

“Remind me of your colors, baby.” Like clockwork, he recited the three colors back to us. Levi and I shared a look. It went without saying that the safewords applied to me too. Any one of us could back out at any time and each person needed to know that. “Good. Keep your eyes shut for me.”