Asa wrapped an arm around his waist and lifted him off his feet hauling him to the bedroom under one arm like an errant toddler. Zane was the perfect size for throwing around and Asa used that to his advantage whenever possible.
In the bedroom, Avi and Felix were starting without them, Avi on his knees, Felix in his lap facing away from him. Asa couldn’t see his brother’s hand, but it was clear from the shocky look on Felix’s face that he was already riding one or more of his brother’s fingers.
When Felix locked eyes with Zane he wrapped a hand around himself, stroking a few times like he was already anticipating Zane’s mouth on him.
“On the bed,” Asa rumbled. “You know the position.”
Zane whimpered, but crawled onto the bed, nuzzling at Felix’s lap like a puppy, before canting his hips upward, ass in the air. Asa looked at Felix. “Hand or belt?”
Felix cupped Zane’s chin, tugging him upwards to study his face, before making a thoughtful sound. “I think he needs the belt.”
Zane’s responding groan was one of those involuntary noises that escaped whenever he was too far gone to guard himself. Those were the sounds that went straight to Asa’s dick. Felix released his face and Zane went right back to rubbing his cheek against his leaking cock. Asa pulled his belt free, doubling the leather and ensuring the buckle was safely in the palm of his hand. He wasn’t trying to break the skin. Not today, anyway.
Asa was already so keyed up, he knew he wouldn’t last long. It’s why he wasn’t in a rush to get his pants off. Once there were no more barriers between them, he was going to sink his cock into the tight heat of Zane’s body and he wasn’t going to stop until he was filling him up. Even then, he might just stay inside him, emptying himself in him until his body couldn’t hold it all anymore.
Fuck. He let the belt swing, the crack of leather on skin loud in the near empty large room. Zane didn’t cry out, just hissed as a perfect red mark formed over the globes of his ass. Asa brought the belt down again, the other way this time, fascinatedas much by the way the marks blossomed on Zane’s pale skin as the noises filling the space.
Zane’s whining was muffled against Felix’s thigh, but Felix’s breathing grew heavy as his brother fucked his fingers in and out of him. Asa swung again. And again. And again. Each time, Zane’s whole body would recoil, his whimpers and whines becoming tiny sobs. Felix threaded his fingers through his hair as Zane’s skin grew damp with sweat.
“You look so pretty like this,” Felix encouraged. “Nobody looks as pretty when they cry as you do.”
Zane closed his mouth over Felix’s cock without another word, swallowing it down. Felix groaned. “Oh, fuck. His mouth…”
Asa lost himself in the picture they made, Felix’s head thrown back, his dark hair spilling over Avi’s shoulder as he kissed his way down the slender column of his neck, his hand finding the back of Zane’s head, not forcing him to take Felix deeper, but simply wanting to feel his head bob as he sucked his husband.
After a moment or two, Avi reached for the lube, moving Felix just enough to slick himself up and slide home. Felix moaned, his fingers finding Avi’s on the back of Zane’s head as he fucked himself on Avi’s dick, then into Zane’s mouth.
Fuck this.
Asa tossed the belt, opening his pants and shoving them out of the way. He dribbled the lube between Zane’s cheeks, painting it over his hole, before wrapping his palm around himself. “You want it easy or hard, Lois?”
Zane pulled off Felix’s cock long enough to toss a heated look over his shoulder, tears and saliva coating his face. “Hard.”
He was so goddamn perfect. Asa waited until Zane swallowed Felix down once more, then rubbed the head of his cock along his crevice before snugging it against his hole. They bothgroaned as Asa breached him, Zane’s body resisting his advance instinctively.
That rejection ignited something in Asa’s brain, some primal, near fucking feral instinct to force Zane’s body to accept him. To take what Asa gave without complaint. Zane was his. Just his. He was entitled to fuck him and breed him whenever he wanted. Knowing Zane wanted the pain with the pleasure, knowing he needed to be claimed as much as Asa needed to claim him, that made Asa crazy.
He gripped his hips, working himself deeper as Zane whined and whimpered, instinctively moving away from him even as he dragged him back against him. He loved this fucking struggle, loved to feel him try to get away, loved knowing he could overpower him and force him to be still beneath him.
He couldn’t believe he’d found someone who was willing to play with him like this, hurt for him like this. Fuck. By the time he was balls deep inside Zane, he felt like he was going to cum in seconds.
When he started to move, it wasn’t Zane who groaned, but Felix. “Oh, holy fuck. He fucking loves your cock.”
Each thrust sent Zane pitching forward, swallowing Felix down until he gagged, which was making Avi crazy, his thoughts in Asa’s head as loud as the ones he shared out loud. “He’s taking you so deep, kitten.”
“So are you,” Felix said around a moan. “I’m going to come soon.”
Asa gripped Zane’s hips, fucking into him like he wanted to even though he could feel his own orgasm building to its tipping point. Zane was just so hot and tight and the sounds of Zane’s sucking and Felix’s moans and Avi’s heavy breathing was just this side of too fucking much.
Felix came first, clutching Zane’s head to him, forcing him to swallow every drop. Asa and Avi came together, both sofucking ready that just witnessing Felix’s release brought about their own. He gripped Zane hard enough to leave bruises as he pumped his cum inside him, staying there until he could think clearly again.
Zane grimaced when Asa pulled free.
“Your turn, Lois.”
Felix freed himself from Avi’s arms, rolling Zane over so he was cradled in Avi’s lap. Asa watched as Felix tipped forward, swallowing Zane’s cock just as he had earlier. Fuck, it was so much hotter close up. Still, Asa wanted to play too. He slipped his hand downward, forcing three fingers back inside Zane’s already abused body.
Zane was far too gone to care. Avi was playing with his nipples, Felix sucking him down. He planted his heels on the bed, riding Asa’s fingers without a shred of timidity. This was the real Zane, the one who understood this was a game, who understood he was loved and safe. The one willing to go after anything he wanted. And right now he wanted the three most important people in his life to get him off. Asa was always willing to do that.
