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mouth, showing Dare exactly who was boss.
Dare made a soft squeaking sound, eyes searching his. He stared right into them. He was right here and
he knew what Dare needed. The tired, pretty eyes filled with tears, but those lips opened. He pushed his
tongue right in, taking Dare's taste.
Poor boy. Someone needed him. He pushed Dare up against the very same wall he'd had Dev up
against not all that long ago.
"I don't..." Yes. Yes, Dare did.
He ignored the protest, pushing Dare against the wall and rubbing against him. His needy boy moaned,
cock beginning to fill, to brush against him. Yeah, that's what Dare needed right now, right this minute --
someone to shut him up and love on him.
He heard Dev sigh, then his other boy pushed against them both. He wrapped an arm around Dev,
approving.
"Sorry, Dare. God, I hate that they make you cry." Dev pushed into the kiss, too, licking at Dare's lips.
Bake growled at the thought of someone making one of his boys cry, and he tried to suck on both their
tongues at the same time. Fire and ice, his boys. Four hands landed on him, clung to him. He wrapped an
arm around each of them, holding on, keeping them close.
He was beginning to get them, just the slightest bit. His Dare -- the blustery pain slut -- was the truly
submissive one, the one that would back down, back away. He smiled and grabbed Devin. He'd never
be surprised Dev was the older brother again. Dev was used to getting his way, as passively as he
demanded it.
He was getting used to doing things with three, too: the kissing, the touching, the needing. He pushed
them both against the wall, rubbing up against them, making them want. Dare was hard as steel, crying
out into his lips, jerking as Dev touched him.
"Sweet, needy boy. You can come now, and then again when I spank you."
"I want to suck him. I want to." Dev sounded like, maybe, he needed to.
"I'd like to watch that. Come on." He grabbed his boys and hauled them into the living room, near the
couch. Dare and Dev came easy: beautiful, needy men.
They worked on him first, stripping him down eagerly.
"Mmm..." Bake grabbed his cock and started stroking. "Now each other."
His boys kissed, whispering into each other's lips.
He licked his own lips. "Beautiful boys. Gonna put a good show on for me."
Dev nodded, tugging Dare's T-shirt out of the dark work pants that were dusted with God knew what.
Bake tugged on his cock, enjoying every second of them. Dare was crying out, hips rolling, fucking the
air.
"He needs, Dev. Hurry."
Dev hit his knees, tugged Dare's pants down a second before that mouth crashed down over Dare's
cock.
"Yes." Bake hissed and squeezed his cock, watching Dev's face, mouth around that cock, and watching
Dare's face, too.
"Fuck. Fuck, Dev. Oh, please..." Dare's head fell back, long throat working.
"That's it, sweet boy, you suck Dare's cock. You suck it good."
Dev's hands were running up and down Dare's legs, head bobbing, slurping around Dare's prick. Those
noises went straight to Bake's balls. He groaned and met Dare's eyes, grinned.
"So good. So good, Devvy. Please don't stop."
"Mmm. Don't stop, Dev. He needs it. Needs you."
"Need..." Dare cried out, head slamming back as Dev's fingers disappeared behind the man's balls.
So fucking pretty. Bake fisted himself faster. It was only a few seconds longer before Dare was coming,
screaming out his name.
"Yes! Yes!" Bake let his pleasure at that carry him over, and spunk sprayed up over his hand.
Devvy's head bobbed slower, the caresses becoming more gentle. His own hand matched the
movements, just letting the sensations fade slowly.
Dare reached down, petted Dev's head, so gently. "Love."
"That was lovely, boys. Really."
Dare swayed, rocking back and forth. "I need to bathe."
He laughed and nodded at Dev. "You need to satisfy your twin now."
Dev grinned, kissed Dare's belly. "I came already. I'm actually cool."
"Oh ho! I like that." Sweet, beautiful boy.
"It's true." Dev chuckled, tongue teasing the tip of Dare's cock.
"Then it's time for a shower, a spanking, and then off to visit our pervy brothers."
"Clay isn't pervy." He loved Dare's smile.
"No? He's withBean ."
"Yeah, and there's going to be lots of pizza and bear." Devvy chuckled, stood, and leaned on his twin. "I
know Clay. Lots of pizza."
"He have a thing for pizza I should know about?"
"Clay missed pizza," Dare explained.
"Ah. What kind?"
"Any. All." Dev said.
Dare nodded. "Mostly meat."
"Mmm, meat." He winked at the twins. "Okay. Let's go get wet."
Dare cheered and Dev laughed.
His twins.
His.
Life was fucking good.
Chapter Fifteen
"Babe, did you see where the fuck I put my wallet?" Clay grabbed a pair of shorts and dried his hair
with his towel. He knew he'd put his wallet and keys and watch down somewhere on the whole 'get
Bean's fine ass into the bedroom to fuck before ordering pizza' walk.
"Um... I was kind of paying more attention to where you were putting your prick." Bean came out of the
bathroom, wearing a towel around his middle and a smile.
"Yeah, yeah." He grabbed Bean, kissed the man good and hard. "I need my wallet and phone to
procure us supper."
Bean chuckled, arms looping around his neck, and glanced toward the bed. "Yeah, they're supposed to
be here in about ten minutes. I should probably find clothes."
"Is your brother late or early?" He rubbed a little, back and forth.
"He's more unpredictable, but I'm guessing with your brothers to keep him distracted..." Bean grinned
and pushed his towel off.
"Excellent." His hand wrapped around Bean's prick, stroked slow and easy. He could drive Bean crazy
in ten minutes. Bean groaned, head dropping back. "Such a horny motherfucker." He leaned in, nibbled
on Bean's neck.
"It's your fault." Bean pushed the hard prick through his hand.
"Mmm. Good. You feel fucking amazing, babe." Clay moved his hand faster, licking a little, searching for
a spot to leave a mark.
"You feel incredible. Don't stop?"
"I must not have done you right earlier, for you to need so bad now." He kept it up, kept touching and
petting and feeling.
"No, no. You just make me want by breathing."
Clay grinned, found his spot, and started sucking up a mark, biting and licking and tasting. Bean's knees
went out from under him, the long body leaning into him as a low, needy sound filled the air.
"Mine." Clay whispered the word, the thought surprising him a little bit.
Shuddering, Bean pressed harder against him. He focused on sucking, pulling the blood to the surface
under his lips.
"Fuck. Clay." Bean whimpered and humped his hand.
"Mmm." Come on, babe. Give it up, hot little fucker.
Like Bean could hear him, the man jerked, spunk fountaining up over his hand. He hummed, relaxed his
grip. Hell, yeah.
Bean leaned hard against him, panting softly. "Oh, God, Clay. You fucking do it for me."
He petted Bean, grinning. "Good to know."
Laughing softly, Bean just pressed close and then groaned as the front door opened and closed.
"Get your pants on, babe. I still need to find my wallet." He winked and called out. "Grab yourselves a
beer, guys. I'm hunting my wallet."
Bean started laughing. "It's not in my pants."
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