“Saturday,” Leo and Jordan echo before chuckling.
Ah. That explains the lighter schedule.
Yes, I frequently I don’t know what freaking day of the week it is when I wake up. They all tend to blend together.
“Why do I have afternoon meetings on a Saturday?” I feel guilty when my advisors have to work weekends.
“We had to put it off,” Jordan says. “They were supposed to meet with you on Tuesday but they had a meeting shifted on them and they offered to come in this afternoon. It’ll only be an hour or two, tops.”
“That’s it?”
“That’s it.”
Leo reaches down and pinches my thigh. “Stop making the boy think,” he gently chides. “Neither of you should be in work mode right now.”
“Maybe he needs to be spit-roasted, Daddy,” Jordan teases. “That’ll distract him.”
“That’s an excellent idea.” Leo reaches over and tweaks my left nipple. “Go take care of business, pet. Let’s start your day off right. We can do this before breakfast and maybe even fit in a proper spanking and a short nap before your PDB.”
I’m already up and moving, my cock eagerly on board with the idea.
When I return to the bedroom a short time later, Leo’s got Jordan pinned under him in a sixty-nine that makes my already erect cock twitch with needy hunger.
Leo sits up. “There’s my pet. Come here.”
When I’m close enough Leo snags me by my collar and pulls me in for a deep kiss. All the while he’s still sitting on Jordan’s face, his legs pinning Jordan’s arms to the bed. Jordan’s cock’s even harder than mine and my mouth waters because I want to lick the drop of pre-cum pearling at the slit.
Not that Jordan wants to go anywhere, I’m certain. If our positions were reversed, I know I wouldn’t.
“Got him nice and primed for you, pet,” Leo tells me. “Get on your hands and knees and try not to let him pop before I do.” Only then does he let Jordan up.
I’m certain the glazed look in Jordan’s eyes matches mine. I kiss him while he sits up and scoots back to lean back against the headboard.
I don’t care if or when they take care of me. Right now, I’m exactly where I want to be and that’s between my men.
I know damned well they love me because who the hell else would put up with me? If they didn’t love me, they would have left me in their rearview mirror a long time ago and gone on to live a happy, anonymous life together, free of the metric fuckton of bullshit being with me entails.
Settling into position I quickly take up where Leo left off and enjoy the feel of Jordan’s hands cradling my head as I swallow him. Behind me, Leo nudges my legs wider apart before I feel a cool squirt of lube and his fingers press for entrance.
“Good boy,” Leo says as I happily moan around Jordan’s cock, making him moan in response.
Yes, I’m an absolute slut for these two men. I admit it.
Nothing at all bothers me right now. No intrusive thoughts, no worries. My world begins and ends here in this bed, and only holds who I’m with.
After Leo’s fingers withdraw I hear him tear open a condom wrapper and, a moment later, his cock slowly slides deep inside me.
Jordan gasps and lets out a giggle because of the noises I’m making around his cock.
“I take it the pet likes that, boy?”
Another giggle. “Yes, Daddy. I kind of envy him.”
“If you’re a good boy maybe Santa will bringyoua spit-roast for Christmas.”
I can’t help laughing, which makes Jordan fist my hair and hold me still for a moment while I compose myself and he struggles not to come.
“That’d be hard to fit in a stocking,” Jordan finally grits out.
