When Morning Comes (8 page)

Ryan grabbed a fistful of Cassidy’s hair
and bucked into his mouth. Logan stroked his own cock, which was dripping pre-cum.

“Logan, on your
knees.
Drape your body over the couch.” Ryan pulled Cassidy off his cock, chuckling
when the blond whimpered his displeasure.

Logan scrambled to do as ordered. His
cock throbbed painfully between his legs. He was about to be punished, and he
welcomed it. He fell to his knees, his upper half and elbows on the seat of the
couch as he waited. Ryan’s belt buckle jingled. Logan tensed and braced.

“You never run from me, or us, ever
again. Do you understand?” Ryan asked. His voice was low, dangerous.

“Yes, Sir.”

Thwack.
The
blow landed across his back, the end of the belt hooking just over his right
shoulder. Logan cried out and tried moving away. He wasn’t quick enough. The
next one caught him in the middle of his back. His mouth fell open in a silent
cry. His skin was on fire, burning hot with each sharp caress of the leather
belt. He writhed, fingers trying and failing to fist in the cushions of the
couch.

Ryan hit him on the swell of his ass.
Logan’s eyes watered, but he rocked against the couch, his cock dripping.
His punishment.

“Never hide from me.”
Another
blow, directly on top of another, and another.

Logan pushed his cock into the couch,
hips rocking. The fucking pain was too much, the pleasure insane how it seeped
into his veins and heated his blood. He cried out with each stroke. He’d lost
count somewhere near twelve. The way his back flamed, he wanted to safe word,
but he couldn’t, because he wanted it to continue.
The
strokes.
He wanted them to continue. Ryan
was loving
him, each blow a caress.

Ryan loved him. He had Ryan, and he had
Cassidy.

The belt landed on his left side, the
sensation short-circuiting his brain. He gasped for air, chest heaving.
Gasped.
Then the pain blows changed. He couldn’t feel it,
the pain. Hell, he couldn’t hear Ryan’s grunts. A fog crept over him, lifted
him. Logan drifted on a cloud, until Ryan snapped a finger in front of his
face.

He blinked.

“Still with us?”
Ryan
smiled, but his eyes were serious.

“S-Sir?”

“You drifted off.
Subspace.”

He had? Logan lifted his head and looked
around. He was seated on the couch, Ryan and Cassidy kneeling between his
thighs. His ass and back hurt like a motherfucker, but his ass clenched at the
pain.

“You good?”
Cassidy cupped his jaw, peering into his eyes.

“I’m good.” Logan nodded and smile at
them.
“More than good.”
He leaned forward and nuzzled
Ryan’s neck. “Thank you,” he whispered.

Ryan held him close. “You’re mine.
You’re ours.”

Yes
.
Cassidy’s hand slid over his side and up to his neck. Soft lips pressed kisses
to his neck.
Yes
. He was theirs, and
they were his.
      

Ryan kissed him, a hard smack of lips
then pushed Logan back down on the couch, thighs spread. Logan hissed when his
back made contact with the couch.
Fuck
.
Ryan and Cassidy crawled between his knees. Ryan swallowed Logan’s dick in one
bob of his head.

“Ah, fuck.” Logan surged up into Ryan’s
mouth.

Cassidy pushed his knees apart and went
to work, licking Logan’s ass, pushing fingers into him and zeroing on his spot
quick fast.

“Shit.” Logan canted his hips as the
burn in his ass spread through him, languid heat that sent goose bumps all over
his skin.

Ryan sucked him hard, rough fingers
digging into Logan’s hip as Ryan plucked and twisted Logan’s nipples with his
other hand. Cassidy finger fucked him, and Logan pushed back on the fingers
hitting him dead on, making his eyes water.

“So good,” he murmured brokenly. “Fuck.
I love you guys.”

Ryan hummed around his cock, his throat
closing around him. Cassidy moaned, tongue pushing into Logan alongside his
fingers. They made love to him, set him on fire, and he held them close, one
hand at Ryan’s nape, the other twisted around Cassidy’s hair.

Cassidy twisted his fingers, and Logan
howled as sparks burst behind his eyelids. “Fuck.
Gonna
blow.
Shit.”

Ryan backed off, falling backward onto
the floor. Cassidy released him as well.

“Come, boy.” Ryan hugged his knees to
his chest, opening up his hole to Logan’s heated scrutiny. “Fuck me.
Hard and deep.”

Well fucking fuck. Logan squeezed the
base of his cock as Cassidy pushed lubed fingers inside Ryan and twisted.
Ryan’s mouth hung open as he rocked on Cassidy’s fingers.

“That’s it, boy. Fuck me.”

Cassidy gave him another finger, and a
flash of pain came and went on Ryan’s face.

“Logan. Get in me.”

Logan dropped to his knees as Cassidy
pulled his fingers away. He lubed up then guided his dripping cock to Ryan’s
entrance and pushed in. Ryan’s hole was a hot, contracting vise that trapped
Logan inside. He sank deep until his heavy balls slapped up against Ryan’s ass.

“Oh, God.
Sir.”

“Fuck me, boy. Give me your cock.” Ryan
grabbed Logan’s throat, pulled him down onto him as he opened his legs and
wrapped them around Logan’s waist, locking him in. Logan plunged in and out,
eyes screwed shut.

Hands slid up his back, and a wet tongue
moved down his spine as Cassidy kissed his way down Logan’s back and traced his
crack.
Damn
. Fingers pushed into him,
Cassidy fucking him as he fucked Ryan. He rocked back on Cassidy’s tongue,
silently begging for more.
And deeper.
Cassidy gave it
to him, tongue licking his hole, tracing him and pushing in right along those
fingers. Cassidy ate him in hungry openmouthed
licks,
saliva dripping as he opened Logan, loosened him.

Logan rolled his hips, slamming forward
when Cassidy’s fingers scraped his knot.

“Ung.”
Ryan
rocked up against him, his wet cock sliding up and down on Logan’s belly. Veins
stood on in Ryan’s neck as his friend—no, his lover—fucked himself on Logan’s
cock. Cassidy’s fingers disappeared from Logan’s ass, and then the blunt, slick
tip of his cock head pushed into Logan.

“Ah, fuck.” Logan slammed into Ryan.
“Fuck.” Jesus. The pleasure was overwhelming. He was on fucking overload.
Ryan’s ass squeezed him, jacked up his balls with soft, tight heat, and then
Cassidy’s cock stretched him, the burn so goddamn delicious, as Cassidy
pistoned
in and out of him, banging on his prostate.

“You feel so fucking good,” Cassidy
whispered in his ear. His tongue slid over Logan’s ear, wet and sinful.
“So goddamn tight, baby.”

Logan shuddered. Ryan rocked under him,
hips rolling, twisting as his muscles pulled at Logan’s cock. Logan leaned
back, head on Cassidy’s shoulder and turned his face, catching Cassidy’s mouth.
Logan gave him his tongue, and Cassidy sucked on it, pulling hard, each tug resonating
in his balls.

Ryan circled his own cock and stroked,
hips slamming up. Grunts fell from his lips as he took Logan’s cock.
“Yeah.
Fucking me so good, boy.
Gonna
come for you.”

Logan contracted at those words, and
Cassidy cried out, bucking. He slammed against Logan’s
prostate
,
flooding him with hot cum, and Logan let go with a shout.

“Ah, shit!” Logan pounded out his climax
in Ryan’s ass, and his lover writhed, cum spurting from Ryan’s cock. Seed
dripped onto Ryan’s stomach. They all panted, breathing in sync. Logan
collapsed onto Ryan’s chest, his lover’s spunk sticking to Logan’s sweaty skin.
Cassidy pulled out, and Logan shivered as Cassidy’s seed poured out of him. His
ass contracted.

“Mm,
gah
.”
Cassidy fell onto the floor next to
them. Ryan pulled him close, kissing Cassidy, fingers buried in his hair. Logan
smiled at them. He loved watching his men,
his
men
, make out.

He kissed Ryan’s sweaty chest, swirling
his tongue over his lover’s nipples. Ryan’s cock rustled against Logan’s thigh.
Ryan cupped his nape.

“Come up here, boy.”

Logan went willingly, brought his face
up to Ryan, and his lover kissed him, tongue stabbing deep. Then he broke off,
and Cassidy came in close, running his tongue over Logan’s cheek and jaw before
plunging into his mouth as well.

Ryan kissed Logan’s ear and neck, then
whispered, “Don’t think I’m finished with your punishment, boy. There’s more
where that whipping came from, you hear me?”

Logan moaned and rubbed himself over the
length of Ryan’s body as Cassidy cupped his ass and pinched the globe.
“I can’t fucking
wait.”

Ryan stilled under him. “What did you
say, boy?”

Cassidy snickered.

“Um.
I
mean.
Uh, Yes, Sir.”

The
End

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