“You come, Webber, and I’ll leave your ass so red, riding a horse tomorrow will hurt so much, you'll wish you’d listened,” I threatened.
Webber’s breathing turned into panting, and I pushed in another finger.
“Fuck!” he shouted.
Jude pulled away, looking at Webber and then me, his dilated pupils making his eyes look so dark. I didn’t scold him, but let him take in the scene before him. Jude stroked his cock as Webber spoke incoherently with each stroke of his prostate.
“Jude, sit at the headboard and Peaches get on all fours to suck his cock,” I commanded, pulling my fingers out of Webber's ass.
As they did what they were told, I rolled a condom on and lathered my cock up with lube.
“Make him come, Webber, and then maybe I’ll let you come,” I said, pushing the head of my cock into his hole.
Jude moaned as Webber bobbed up and down on Jude’s cock. I took my sweet time sliding into Webber’s hot heat and when we were flush together, I groaned. I pulled my hips back and snapped them forward, pushing him forward onto Jude’s cock. Webber gagged, Jude moaned and there wasn't an ounce of control left in the room. I grabbed ahold of Webber’s hips and fucked him slowly until I found that spot. He backed into me, moaning around Jude’s cock.
“Sam, I’m gonna come,” Jude said, throwing his head back.
The cords in Jude’s neck protruded with his orgasm and Webber made sure he didn’t leave any mess behind. I fucked him faster once he let go of Jude. I grabbed him by the neck keeping the same angle, fucking him harder and faster.
“Yes, Daddy,” Webber moaned.
“Who said you could call me Daddy?” I snapped, fucking him harder.
“Look how feral you are for it,” he groaned, grabbing my arm tight as his orgasm hit him.
His ass clenched around my cock, igniting my own release and the thought of him coming hands-free made me come even harder. I released into the condom, each wave of pleasure feeling more intense than the last until my body felt worn out. Webber sighed contentedly as I let him go and he fell onto the bed and into Jude’s lap.
“Holy shit, that was hot,” Jude said, as I threw away the condom.
“Are you ok?” I asked Webber, wondering if I was too rough.
“Mmmmm,” he responded.
“I think you wore him out,” Jude said, running his hand through Webber's hair.
“Seems like it,” I said, kissing Webber’s head. “Never had a man come hands-free.”
“That was hot.” Jude blushed.
“Are you ok?” I asked Jude.
“Never better,” he smiled. “But I want to try that next time.”
“Oh, we can practice all you want,” I chuckled, kissing his forehead.
I was powerless against Jude and Webber and whatever they wanted. I think I'd move mountains to make whatever they wanted happen. That thought alone was sobering. I had told myself I would never let myself be tied to another person again. Memories of my last relationship soured my stomach, almost ruining this moment. Jude and Webber had me under their spell and that scared the shit out of me.
20
sam
The days at the ranch were becoming my favorites. The cold was coming in quickly and we were prepping for what they said was going to be a cold winter. I was a city boy, but going home with Jude a few times showed me a hard day's work very quickly and while I was in college I hated it, but now I could appreciate it.
Theo insisted on paying me, even though I insisted on not taking anything from him. Not only did I get to spend my days with Forest, but the best days with Jude, Forest and I were amazing. It made me work out muscles in my body I had not expected and it got me out of my house, which was the most important part.
Staying home and doing nothing was not good for me. It gave me too much time to think about my life and what to do with it now that hockey wasn’t my every waking thought. I had a kinesiology degree to fall back on, but what the hell could I do with that? I hadn’t thought about my degree choice very well, my main goal was just to get into hockey and I kind of regretted not thinking about this more thoroughly.
I had plenty of money for the time being. My financial advisor had steered me in the right direction with buying stocksand owning a couple of properties. If I really wanted to, I didn’t have to work, but my mental health would have suffered. I needed to be useful and keep myself busy or I might slip back into old habits.
