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“I’ve had a very long day,” Vince finally said. “A long week.”

He stepped up to Caspian and tracedthe tip of his dick across Caspian’s waiting mouth. He opened and Vince slipped the tip inside, sighing quietly as he slid the first few inches into his mouth.

“I don’t know if I want to be rough or gentle,” he said softly, and I knew immediately which one I wanted…which one Caspian wanted.

“Why not both?” I suggested. Caspian hollowed his cheeks and sucked. Vince’s eyes rolled back and he petted his hand through Caspian’s soft hair.

“Why not both?” he repeated, as if the idea had never occurred to him before. “I don’t mind if I do.”

Chapter 72

Vince

Even with Orion missing, I had a buffet of options before me. Though if Orion thought his absence wouldn’t be noted, he had another thing coming. I would deal with him later and remind him exactly what happened when he defied me. In the meantime, though, I was going to take full advantage of the two very willing men on their knees in the middle of my bathroom.

I groaned, enjoying the heat of Caspian’s mouth around my shaft for another minute, then I pulled out, leaving him chasing after me with hungry eyes.

“Wait,” I said, petting him once more on his head. I moved to Jacob next, grabbing his hair with a much crueler grip than I’d ever use on Caspian. Jacob winced and moaned, scrambling to his feet, hands flailing up and grabbing my wrist so I didn’t tear his hair out at the room.

I dragged him across the floor and into the shower I’dalready prepared for him…for us. The handcuffs were looped around the top of the shower head and I made quick enough work of latching him into place beneath the spray of water. He sputtered and coughed, shaking his head like a dog until he was able to find a position that didn’t threaten to water board him.

I went back for Caspian next, ushering him into the space with more force than needed, but not enough to hurt. That wasn’t what he wanted or needed, and I appreciated the ability to be soft with him sometimes, to let him be soft with Jacob. Maybe someday with Orion. They inched closer to it every day, but the two of them were still miles apart.

Once the three of us were in the shower, I closed the door to keep the heat and the steam in, then I bent down and licked the taste of my precum off Caspian’s tongue. He whimpered and arched into me, and I kissed him hard and deep until my own dick ached for attention in a way I didn’t care to ignore.

“Eat his ass for me,” I whispered into Caspian’s mouth. “Use this tongue and those fingers, and get him wet and loose so when I’m ready to fuck him I don’t hurt him unnecessarily.”

The chains on the handcuffs rattled against the wall, and Jacob grunted his approval of my plan. Caspian knee-walked to the middle of the shower and made quick work or burying his face between the swell of Jacob’s ass.

I’d always wondered why the shower had been built so large, but with room for three and probably four, Ifound my answer. I leaned against the back wall, enjoying the sight of Jacob held captive for Caspian’s mouth, the way Caspian touched him tentatively at first before getting more comfortable with the ask. Once they were both well and truly lost to each other, I pulled a small bottle of lube off the shelf beside the shampoo, then slicked my cock and continued to stroke myself.

My own touch was electric, amplified a thousand times by the sight in front of me and the sounds that echoed off the wet tile walls. I sank down onto my knees behind Caspian, used one hand to spread his ass apart and the other to line myself up with his tiny and tight hole. I pushed the head of my cock against his entrance, setting off a chain reaction of pleasure. He moaned against Jacob’s ass, doubling his efforts, and Jacob thrashed in his bondage, unable to get comfortable enough to enjoy the gift I’d given him. The water beat down on him mercilessly, and it was his agonized face I watched while sinking my dick into Caspian’s ass.

Both of them cried out at the same time, Caspian needing to stop for a breath and Jacob bemoaning the pause. I sank deep into Caspian’s ass, guiding his head back to where I needed him to be. He redoubled his efforts, and I set a slow and careful pace from the back. I fucked Caspian with measured thrusts that felt a lot like heaven, the chorus of Jacob’s agony more beautiful than any church choir I’d ever heard.

Gripping Caspian’s narrow waist, I fucked him a little bit harder and a little bit faster, slowing down only so hecould balance enough to get three of his fingers speared up Jacob’s well-eaten ass. The two of them were coming apart before my eyes, a mess of water and sweat, enough to make heat swell at the base of my spine. My orgasm built and crested like a wave at low tide, crashing gently over the three of us in a ripple.

I shivered as my cock pulsed, spurting jet after jet of cum into Caspian’s stretched and ready body, and after my balls had emptied, I went still behind him until the sounds of his mouth and Jacob’s desperation were the only thing I heard. The orgasm was stronger than I expected, coming from the core of my being in an unplanned way. I stroked my hands down the small of Caspian’s back, pulling out of him with a groan.

Thankfully, I was still hard.

“Good, Caspian. Good boy,” I praised, tapping the side of his ass. He pulled his face away from Jacob, his lips swollen and pink, his eyes drunk with lust. Between his legs, his cock bobbed hard, angry, and ignored. “Go put his cock in your mouth now, see if you can make him come while I fuck him.”

Caspian moved around to Jacob’s front without a single word of protest, and I knew when he took Jacob’s dick into his mouth because Jacob let out the most tortured-sounding cry I’d ever heard from him. I straightened to standing, lined my cock up with his already prepped asshole, and drilled into him with one sharp thrust.

Chapter 73

Jacob

With Caspian’s mouth on my cock and Vince’s cock in my ass, my vision went black. It was hard enough to breathe with the water beating down on my face, and the punishing pump of Vince’s hips didn’t make it any easier. The force of him sent me too far into Caspian’s mouth, and he sputtered and choked, using his hands against my thighs to stop me from getting too deep.

“Too much for him,” I managed to say, shaking wet hair out of my face.

Vince grunted behind me, slowing his thrusts but not stopping. He fucked me the way he’d been fucking Caspian, which had my skin crawling like I’d fallen into an anthill. Not because there was anything wrong with the way he fucked Caspian, but because it wasn’t the way he fucked me.

“Caspian,” Vince muttered, cursing and sinking his teeth into my shoulder.

“Fuck.”