Kneeling on the floor in front of one of the men was a pretty blonde woman, her hands tied effectively behind her back while the taller, dark haired man stood in front of her, driving his cock deep into her mouth. The woman seemed perfectly satisfied, and the man appeared to be hovering on the edge of implosion, the pained look on his face reflecting his need for release.
Cole noticed that the man’s ass was red, probably from the flogger Mistress Serena was wielding at the moment. Apparently she must’ve retired her whip and opted for something a little more personal. Not that he’d ever seen her use a whip on anyone.
“Bend over.” Mistress Serena’s voice echoed through the room and out to the floor of the club, heard clearly although the music was loud.
When the man didn’t move fast enough, Mistress Serena brought the flogger back down on his ass, causing him to clench his teeth together, but he didn’t cry out as he continued to focus on the blow job he was currently receiving. He did, however, slow his pace and managed to ease over so that he could reach the back of the chair sitting just behind the kneeling woman.
“Have you ever been fucked by a man?” Mistress Serena asked, and the other man standing beside her grinned.
“No,” he groaned, still trying to force his cock deeper into the blonde woman’s mouth.
The flogger landed again, this time on the other side of his ass, and he couldn’t stifle the cry of pain that time.
“No, what?”
she
asked forcefully.
“No, Mistress,” he answered, his body relaxing slightly, his legs appearing to strengthen once more.
“Don’t you dare make him come,” Mistress Serena ordered the woman. “He doesn’t come until I give him permission to.”
The woman didn’t respond verbally. However, she did appear to acknowledge the instruction, her movements slowing somewhat. The man didn’t seem pleased with the change in tempo.
“You.” Mistress Serena acknowledged the other man. “On your knees. Behind him.”
The other man quickly knelt, offering a “Yes, Mistress” as he did.
“Now, it’s up to you to prepare him for your cock,” Mistress Serena told the man on his knees. “I want to watch while you lube his ass with your tongue.”
Cole was fascinated by the scene in front of him. It wasn’t something he hadn’t seen before, but for some reason, it seemed to sate an urge he’d been having in recent months. He practically could envision himself on his knees, Luke standing in front of him as he buried his tongue in his ass, preparing him for his cock. He knew it wasn’t something Luke would agree to, but that didn’t stop his mind from conjuring up the image.
When Luke’s body heat pressed up against his back seconds later, Cole was tempted to turn to him and bury his tongue down his throat. What he did was stand absolutely still and try to pretend that he was not in any way affected by what was happening inside the glass room.
Keeping his gaze on Mistress Serena, who was now standing in the center of the room, the flogger hanging limply by her side, Cole waited just like everyone in the audience to see what she would do next.
“Reach between his legs and squeeze his balls,” Mistress Serena instructed the kneeling man.
There wasn’t a second of uncertainty as the man on the floor slid one hand between the other man’s legs, cupping his balls while he continued to ream his ass with his tongue.
Cole’s dick swelled in response to the scene.
Fuck.
This was part of the lure. It was like watching porn, live. Only there weren’t any fake moans and groans to go along with the action, nor were the scenes choreographed in any way. The only thing that was premeditated was the way in which Mistress Serena set up the scene so that the audience had a perfect view of everything that was going on. She didn’t disappoint this time either.
When Sierra moved closer against him, Cole glanced down, gently squeezing her to reassure her that he was still there. He did his best to keep his growing erection from pressing into her back, but if she kept moving closer, he wasn’t going to be able to avoid it.
Luke stood just to his right, his body heat a vivid reminder that his lover was also watching what was happening in front of them. Cole wondered whether Luke envisioned the three of them up there in the same situation. He seriously doubted it would play out the same way in Luke’s mind as it did in his though.
For the next few minutes, Mistress Serena continued to ask the standing man questions, easing the kneeling man’s head back with her fingers threaded into his hair when he didn’t respond appropriately, before pushing him back between the man’s ass cheeks. This seemed to go on forever before, finally, Mistress Serena instructed the other man to stand.
Cole didn’t need to watch to know what was going to happen next. In fact, he preferred not to. It was suddenly getting extremely warm in the cavernous club, and if he had his way, the three of them could go home and pick up where the scene left off.
“You ready to go?” Surprisingly it was Luke who posed the question to Sierra and she glanced up at him, nodding her head before turning in Cole’s arms.
Both relief and disappointment twisted inside of him as he turned to follow Sierra and Luke away from the area. He didn’t want to watch because he didn’t want to be reminded that his own fantasy had little to no chance of ever coming true. On the other hand, he was relieved because at least for now, he’d be going home to the welcoming arms of the two people he loved most. And no matter how this played out, Cole would consider himself the luckiest man in the world.
That is until the moment came when Luke finally succumbed to what they both knew was inevitable.
Chapter Two
Much to the credit of the club and the particular scene with Mistress Serena, by the time Cole arrived home he was just a little edgy and even more than a little horny. The visuals that continued to play on a loop in his mind consisted of Luke experiencing what it was like to succumb to Cole’s more alpha urges. Then again, the fantasy wasn’t a new one, but tonight it was especially persistent. Not that he expected Luke to give in to that much temptation tonight, but his dick had some ideas on what would work to satisfy them both.
Calling it an early night had been the right call because as soon as they drove out of the parking garage of the club, Sierra started yawning. She was not the type to complain, but Cole could tell by the look on her face that she was exhausted and ready to be off of her feet.
When they walked in the house, Sierra was the first to turn to them, informing them both that she was going to bed. Cole wasn’t going to ask any questions, and based on Luke’s concerned gaze, he wasn’t either.
Bear, Luke’s German shepherd, arrived in the kitchen just in time to follow Sierra as she retreated toward the bedroom. Ever since the three of them had moved in together, Bear had gone from being Luke’s dog, to being Sierra’s protector. He was by her side whenever she was in the house, with the exception of when they went to bed because Luke insisted he not sleep in bed with them. Hell, Cole was more than glad not to have the one hundred pound dog to contend with. It was hard enough with three people, no matter how large the bed was.
They weren’t alone but for a few seconds when Luke peered over at him, a seductive grin tipping his full lips. “Upstairs.”
Considering how subdued they’d been on the drive home, Cole was a little taken aback at the abrupt command, but he didn’t waver from his stance just a few feet away. Daring Luke had become second nature for Cole, and he knew Luke expected it as well.
“You heard me.” The look on Luke’s face said he was as affected by their evening at the club as Cole was.
Without question, Cole fell into his normal submissive role, nodding his head while his dick lengthened and swelled behind his zipper, an ever present throbbing that he knew would be sated if he could maintain some semblance of patience. That was asking a lot at this point. He had no intention of arguing with Luke. Not tonight.
It wasn’t often that they took the opportunity for alone time together, although they were both quick to jump when Sierra offered an invitation for a one on one moment. Granted, those times were rare, but these even more so. The three of them had made it clear that they much preferred their threesome moments, although alone time with one or the other was certainly a nice change of pace.
Cole managed to ascend the stairs without rushing. His cock was hard enough to hammer nails which added some slight discomfort, and he was anxious to free his throbbing cock. Once he was at the top of the stairs, he opened the double doors that led to the large room they used specifically as a playroom. Literally.
The room didn’t contain much more than a massive bed and a sofa, although they did have some second hand bondage equipment that Luke had garnered from one of the abandoned apartments at the club. Luke had taken possession of the items, but they didn’t make a habit of using them. In fact, it had been far too long since they’d actually used the playroom at all. Considering Luke was fond of morning sex, they generally opted to succumb to their desires, just the three of them, long before they even climbed out of bed.
Cole was thrilled by the idea of him and Luke stealing a few minutes alone together. Tonight.
He didn’t have to wait long for Luke to join him. He was staring at the various toys on the wall when he heard the door close with a click. Without turning around, Cole tried to pretend his body wasn’t flashing with a heat so intense, he wasn’t sure he wouldn’t pass out.
“You want me to use one of those on you?” Luke asked.
The heat of Luke’s body infused him as he moved up against his back, the ridge of his erection pressing against his ass. Although he was sure Luke was teasing, Cole wasn’t sure he would be able to answer that. Aside from a couple of spankings that Luke had given Sierra, they’d never engaged in that sort of activity. Bondage – mostly for Sierra’s benefit – was as far as they ventured.
“Answer me,” Luke stated demandingly, a powerful combination of power and passion in just the two words.
Cole nodded his head, not expecting his own answer.
Luke’s arms came around Cole’s waist, his palm rubbing forcefully against the ridge of his cock behind his jeans. He didn’t suppress the groan this time, enjoying Luke’s rough touch. He loved when Luke got worked up to the point he was forceful with him. It didn’t happen nearly as often as it used to though.
“You want to be spanked?”
The question sounded strange to Cole’s ears, and he had to give that some thought. He’d never actually been into pain, even for the sake of pleasure. Thinking about Luke bending him over and using his hand, or even one of the items on the wall, against his ass made his dick throb.
“Do you like when I redden Sierra’s sweet little ass?” Luke asked, grinding the heel of his hand harder against Cole’s cock, making him moan. “One of these days, I might have to do that. Bend you over and redden your ass before I plunge my cock in deep.”
Cole shivered at the thought.
“But, right now, I need you.” Luke’s admission sent a tremor through Cole’s entire body. If only Luke knew how much he needed to hear those words these days.
“Turn around,” Luke commanded and Cole turned obediently as Luke took a step back. “I want to feel your mouth on my cock.”
It would seem they were on the same wavelength.
Unable just to do as Luke told him without some sort of hesitation, Cole met his gaze, making sure his lover saw the opposition in his eyes. He didn’t voluntarily submit to Luke. Neither of them would get off on that. His defiance was his way of pushing Luke and all those months ago, it had worked to bring the two of them closer together.
“I’m going to bury my cock deep in your throat. Then I’m going to bend you over and bury myself so deep inside of you, I’ll be the only thing you know.”
He just wondered whether Luke realized that was the case even when they weren’t intimately together. Cole loved Luke to the depths of his very soul.
“Knees,” Luke said, abruptly moving closer and fisting his hand in Cole’s hair.
Cole gave in to him, lowering himself to his knees at Luke’s feet. He knew he had to give in because it was what they both wanted and truthfully, he wasn’t quite sure how much longer he could torture himself by withholding. He also knew that Luke wouldn’t be able to force him if he didn’t. Cole was physically stronger than Luke. They both knew it, but Luke controlled every part of him and Cole willingly gave himself because he wanted Luke with a passion that defied logic.
Once on his knees, Cole looked up into wicked hazel eyes glimmering with lust, waiting for the next command that he could defy.
“Take my dick out.”
Cole paused briefly before doing as he was told, unbuttoning Luke’s jeans and lowering the zipper, making sure he brushed the back of his hand over the steely length of him.
“Fuck.”
Cole barely heard the word, but he felt the emotion behind it. Luke might be holding himself back most of the time, but when he did give in, Cole could hear the affection in his words.
With Luke’s jeans pushed down over his hips, Cole stroked Luke’s smooth, warm cock slowly, not wanting to rush this. They didn’t share this type of intimacy often, and he didn’t want to waste a second.
“Take me in your mouth.”
Cole met Luke’s eyes before he used his tongue to lave the engorged head, his hand wrapped firmly around the base.
“Oh, fuck,” Luke growled.
That’s exactly what Cole was thinking as he used his mouth to explore Luke’s impressive erection, sucking, licking and teasing while Luke kept his hands firmly entwined in his hair.
Every now and then there was a sharp tingle that shot from his scalp down between his legs as Luke held him still, thrusting into his mouth. It seemed as though Luke wasn’t looking to rush this either by the way that he paced himself.
“Stop!”
Cole reluctantly released Luke’s cock from his mouth, looking up at him expectantly.
“I want to come inside of you.”
Cole knew what that meant. Despite some of the more graphic images that were flitting through his mind, that was precisely what he wanted as well. He wanted to feel that connection that the two of them had when they came together. Sex for the sake of sex between them was a thing of the past. No matter who was topping who, there was more to this than just physical gratification and although Cole needed that, he needed Luke’s love more.