Chapter Thirty-One
Malcolm
By the time we got back to my apartment, I thought I was going to explode with desire. The sculpture park was one thing, but after Maddox insisted on taking us out to dinner, my cock ached from being hard for so long.
“I can see why you like this place,” Maddox said, admiring the apartment. “It looks comfortable.”
“Thanks,” I said, glancing at the framed art on the walls and the clean, minimal lines of the furniture. “I think I actually like the style of your house better, though. It’s easier to relax when a place feels lived in.”
“We’ll make this place feel lived in,” Gunner said, then pulled me in for a kiss.
I took a shaky breath. I’d only hooked up with the guys together a couple of times, but now that I knew the pleasure of feeling two men touching me at once, I was ravenous for it. I grabbed Gunner’s hand, then Maddox’s, and walked them both to my bedroom.
The room itself was pretty sparse. I had a queen-sized bed, floating in the middle of the room, and a few small bookshelves lining the walls. When we stepped through the door, Gunner released my hand and jumped onto the mattress, landing in a seductive pose.
“Looks like we’re going to break in another bed,” he said, pulling his shirt over his head.
Maddox paused in the doorway, crossing his burly arms over his chest. “Not so fast, kid,” he said, his voice rumbling across the room.
“What?” Gunner asked, trailing his finger down his pecs. “You need a little more seduction after that date?”
“No,” Maddox answered firmly. “You need a little discipline, though. Remember?”
My chest tingled with nervous pleasure. I had no interest in disciplining Gunner myself, or anyone else for that matter. But the idea of Maddox doing it…
Gunner laid his hand on his backside. “I don’t know if I can handle much more yet,” he said softly.
Maddox shook his head. “And you won’t need to. Stand up.”
The command was so strong, Gunner jumped to his feet almost immediately. His nipples were hard as buttons, and even with a nervous glint in his eyes, I could tell how turned on he was.
I leaned back against Maddox, and he wrapped his arms around my chest, pulling me close. “Now undress,” he ordered Gunner. “And be quick about it.”
Gunner didn’t hesitate, kicking off the rest of his clothes with trembling hands. I thought about all the things Maddox might do to discipline him. Would he spank his butt until it was pink? Or tie him up and leave him dangling? My imagination was firing with ideas that I wanted to happen to Gunner, or to me, or to both of us at once.
Maddox released me from his embrace, then stepped closer to Gunner, who was standing fully naked and fully erect. He rested his hand on Gunner’s chest, then slowly lowered it toward his cock while he talked. “If I’m going to discipline you, Gunner, I need to know that you’re game.” He stopped his hand at Gunner’s abs, feeling the hard muscles. “Do you understand that you can tell me to stop at any moment?”
Gunner nodded quickly, sweat forming on his forehead. “Yes, I understand. I know that if I stopped enjoying it, you would stop, too, and take care of me.”
“There are a lot of things I could do to you,” Maddox continued. “And there are many, many games we could explore together. For now, though, I think we need to take it slow.” He leaned closer, placing his lips next to Gunner’s ear and dropping his voice to a growl. “If you really want my punishment, you’ll have to prove that you can handle it.”
Gunner swallowed, and I felt my cock growing impossibly stiffer. I was probably leaking in my pants just watching them, and the fact that they were playing this out in my bedroom made it extra steamy.
“Okay,” Gunner said, nodding quickly. “But what are you going to do to me now?”
Maddox reached down, swatting Gunner’s ass lightly. “In the corner,” he commanded, pointing. “I want you facing the wall, now.”
Gunner blinked, then looked at the corner. “Aw fuck,” he muttered. “Really?”
“Hands behind your back, and no touching yourself. I’ll tell you when we’re ready for you. In the meanwhile, maybe you can think about what you’ve done.”
Gunner sighed, then walked over to the corner. He glanced back at us, and when Maddox frowned, he placed his nose right in the corner. I took a second to admire the firm, round globes of his butt and the ropey muscles across his shoulders. There was something so hot about knowing Maddox had put him there, like his power over us was total and complete, at least for as long as we wanted it to be.
Then he turned to me, and he winked.
“I think it’s your turn, Malcolm. Are you ready for me?”
“Hell yes I am,” I said, a wave of confidence rising up from his attention.
