“Now what?” he asked.
“Now you get that pert little ass over here and undress me,” Drew said, a growl underlying his voice.
Joe released Drew’s hair with a final caress and moved back a bit. “Yeah, take his clothes off, and let’s see how crazy you can drive him in the process. You’re good at that, Finn.”
“You want me to get him primed for you?” Finn sauntered back to the bed, smirking at Joe with every step. “I can do that.”
He climbed onto the bed and straddled Drew’s lap, and Drew caressed his bare back until he was arching into each stroke like a greedy cat.
“Just who is priming whom?” Joe asked, reaching out to stroke Finn’s arm. “And Drew isn’t getting any more naked.” Despite his words, he was enjoying the show. He’d discovered that he liked seeing Finn being pleasured, no matter whether it was Drew or himself doing it.
“Mmm... sorry.” But Finn’s languid smile said he didn’t regret anything. “You heard the taskmaster,” he said, sliding the length of Drew’s silk tie between his fingers. “I have to do my duty.”
Drew leaned back on his hands, fixing Finn with a challenging stare. “So you’d better get busy.”
Finn unknotted Drew’s tie and whipped it out from beneath Drew’s collar. When he was done, he looped it around his own neck. “I’m not going to indulge in showy displays,” he said with a haughty sniff, and he stuck his nose in the air as he unfastened the top button of Drew’s shirt. “Unlike some people.”
“I think someone needs to be spanked,” Joe commented to Drew. “What do you think?”
“I think we could spank him every day and it wouldn’t do a lick of good,” Drew said even as he swatted Finn’s ass.
Finn laughed and wriggled his hips against Drew’s hand. “I’m in favor of daily spankings.”
“See?” Drew smacked Finn’s ass again, harder this time, and a flush spread from Finn’s face down his neck and bloomed on his chest in response.
“Do you want me to undress you or not?” Finn’s voice had a breathless edge as he continued unbuttoning Drew’s shirt.
“If you want a spanking, you have to earn it,” Drew said, sliding his hands down to rest on Finn’s hips.
“Yeah, so far you’re not doing much in that regard,” Joe observed. He leaned back on his elbows and raised an imperious brow. “If you want to tie me up, you’re going to have to do a lot better.”
Drew glanced over at Joe and chuckled. “You’re going to be the toppiest bottom ever.”
“I sense a power bottom in the making,” Finn said as he slid his fingers beneath the folds of Drew’s shirt and eased it over his shoulders and down his arms, caressing Drew’s skin every inch of the way.
Joe watched avidly, loving the way Drew shivered beneath Finn’s touch, the way his skin began to flush as his arousal grew. “You two look so hot together.”
“Of course we do,” Drew replied. He leaned in to nuzzle Finn’s neck and then bit down at the junction of Finn’s neck and shoulder.
Finn let out a soft cry and clutched Drew’s shoulders as a shudder rippled through him. “Keep that up, and I’ll be done before you’re undressed,” he said, sounding breathless.
“Drew, behave. I know it’s hard, but….” Joe warned teasingly. “Besides, maybe we can both put our marks on him later.”
“Oh, all right.” Drew grumbled and raised his head. “It’s not helping me get any more naked, anyway.”
Smirking, Finn slithered his way along Drew’s body and off the bed, where he knelt in front of Drew. “We need these off before we can get to any of the fun parts,” he said as he began removing Drew’s shoes and socks.
Drew obligingly lifted first one foot, then the other, while Joe scooted forward enough to be able to caress Drew’s back. He leaned in and put his chin on Drew’s shoulder so he could watch Finn. “You’re not the only one who likes to bite,” he murmured, his lips close to Drew’s ear. “I fully intend to mark you up tonight.”
Drew’s breathing hitched. “I’m good with that. Very good.”
Finn’s smirk grew wider as he rose up on his knees and slid his hands along Drew’s thighs from knee to hip. “I can’t wait to see that,” he said.
Joe drew back and then pushed at Drew’s shoulder. “Neither can I. Go on, let him get those pants off you. I’m anxious for you to fuck me.”
“Probably no more so than I am to do it,” Drew replied, caressing Finn’s hair. He rose to his feet. “The boss has spoken.”
Finn licked his lips, his eyes alight with desire, as he began unfastening the fly of Drew’s pants, and he didn’t waste any time in helping Drew out of both pants and boxer briefs at the same time.
