"Hey, baby," I call as soon as I hear the front door close. I've only been waiting about thirty minutes for him to get home from work, passing my time by watching a bit of Ghost Adventures.
"Hello, my love," he whispers as he leans over the back of the couch to kiss my neck.
I can smell the grease that covers his hands from working on cars all day. It's tainted with sweat but still strong, and it reminds me of home. No matter how many times he washes his hands, or how many different types of soap he uses, the smell always lingers a bit, and it's become a soothing scent to me. Reminds me that he's here. His boots clunk to the floor as he kicks them off before plopping down on the couch next to me, immediately pulling me to his side.
"I stink I know, but I need a little lovin' before I shower," he says with a smile.
I shrug. "I guess I can deal with it." I mockingly roll my eyes, which makes him laugh and pull me into his lap so that I'm straddling him.
"Yeah, you better. Now give me a kiss."
For long, languid moments, we kiss, tongues swirling and twisting slowly, lips pressed together, even nibbling at times. It's soft, sweet, and exactly what we need. When we finally part, he sighs into my mouth and bucks his hips up, letting me feel his erection.
We both groan.
"Fuck," he whispers, moving his lips to my neck as his hips continue to writhe. "Your Master loves that cockcage...but sometimes your boyfriend fucking hates it."
I can't help but chuckle breathlessly. "Not more than me, I can promise you."
His hands move from my hips to my ass, using the leverage to pull me against him even tighter, making me moan in frustration. I want to feel him so badly. As his teeth sink into the skin covering my pulse, I slip my hand between us to palm his erection.
"I miss the taste of your come," he growls and I whimper in response.
"Please, baby," I beg, though I'm unsure of exactly what I want. A blowjob, a nice hard fucking...anything that ends with me coming all over myself.
When I feel him sigh heavily against my neck, I know that I've lost. Pulling back, he rests his head against the couch and clears his throat while I focus on taking a few calming breaths. After a few minutes, his hands come back to my hips before gradually slipping up my sides, rubbing up and down slowly.
"I need to shower. Carlisle and Seth will be here in about an hour."
"Fuck my life," I groan, dropping my head to his chest.
Chuckling, he strokes my hair. "I'm sure it won't be entirely unpleasant for you, not with how excited Seth is. I want you on your best behavior the minute they walk through that door."
"Yes, sir," I grumble, sensing the change in our positions.
"Alright, boy, let me up. And go ahead and prepare. Shower, shaved, stretched. You know the drill."
"Of course, sir."
My balls are going to fucking kill by the time this night is over.
After we both shower, we are busying ourselves with setting the table and preparing the vegetables for dinner when there is a knock at the door. With a sigh, I set down the cutting board and walk to greet our guests. Once the door is opened, I slip to my knees dutifully and bow my head.
"Master Carlisle, it's so good to have you here."
"We glad to be here, boy," he says while ruffling my hair. I can see he's wearing his usual cowboy boots. "Sounds as if your Master in the kitchen?"
"Yes, sir, please go on in."
"Master?" Seth asks, his voice shaking.
"Go ahead, sweetheart. Tell Edward hello," Carlisle says as passes by me.
I stand back up and my arms are immediately full of a bouncing, giggling Seth. "It's so good to see you, darling," he exclaims in my ear before kissing me soundly on the mouth. Before I can even reply, he's dragging me toward the living room and pushing me down on to the couch. Laughing breathlessly, I wrap my arms around him and kiss him again, enjoying the moan he releases. It's been months since we've seen each other and it feels so good to have him wrapped around me again. Other than Master, he is my best friend...with benefits, of course. He looks amazing too, even though he's only wearing jeans, a graphic tee, and flip flops. Moving his lips to my neck, he licks and sucks every inch of skin he can reach, all the while squirming in my lap.
Chuckling, I reach down and grope his ass. "Missed me, I take it?"
"Oh, God," he moans, his eyes rolling up. "Master's had me on a no touching rule for a week. A fucking week! I could probably come just from your hands on my ass." He emphasizes this point by grinding his erection into my stomach and shivering.
"Master Carlisle," I yell. "Your boy is needy. Can I make him come?"
"Fuck, please Master, please!" Seth begs right after me, still writhing in my lap and twisting his own nipple rings harshly with both hands.
I look over my shoulder to see Master Carlisle's head pop around the corner, an evil grin on his face."Sure."
"Oh, thank fuck," Seth groans and immediately rips his shirt over his head and throws it to the floor, quickly following with the button on his jeans.
"But," Master Carlisle suddenly says, and I feel Seth's body freeze. "You can't touch his cock." And with that, he disappears back around the corner. I hear my Master's laugh float from the kitchen and it mixes with Seth's whimper. He quickly perks though and continues to unbutton his jeans.
"It's okay, just finger me. It won't take much, I promise."
Seeing him so desperate, so needy, has me more turned on that I thought possible, making me curse my cockcage even more because I would love to watch him ride my cock. When he finally gets his jeans undone, he pushes them down to rest on his thighs and, fuck me, he looks so fucking hot. His cock is so fucking hard, the head a deep purple with precome already dribbling down the underside and rolling to his bare balls, his long hair flows over his shoulders, and a beautiful flush climbs up his chest to his neck and cheeks. With each panting breath, his thighs clench on either side of my legs and his fingers are digging into my shoulders.
He looks every bit the slut he is, and it makes my stomach tense in want.
He wastes no time, grabbing my hand and slipping it between his legs. "No lube, darling. I want the burn. Start with two and I'll be shooting before you know it," he instructs, his voice is rough and trembling.
"God, you are so fucking hot, lover," I whisper, leaning forward to catch one of his nipple rings between my teeth.
"Oh my fucking God, yes. Come on, fuck me with your fingers. Please, Edward."
Without warning, I force two fingers into his tight hole. The lack of lube makes the skin tug around my knuckles and I have to push harder to reach the spot I'm looking for. Seth shows his pleasure by arching his back so hard I'm afraid he'll break something, and a deep, rumbling moan falls from his parted lips. A drop of precome splashes to my shirt and it makes me want his perfect cock in my mouth so bad I'm contemplating just taking the punishment.
"Fuck, I want you. Want you so God damn much. I'd love to come all over you right now. Fuck, fuck," I babble, lost in haze of lust as my fingers pound into him faster, quicker.
When his body bows forward, his lips find mine, but only briefly. "I'm already so fucking close, hon. I'm about to shoot all over you," he pants. "Give me another, please, darling."
"God damn it, Seth, you're fucking killing me," I groan, but do as he says, shoving in a third finger.
"Yes, baby, fuck yes. Harder. Hurt me," he pleads, bouncing on my fingers and forcing them deeper.
Jesus fucking Christ, I am going to explode. He's squirming and whimpering and moaning, and I think I'm just going to fucking die if he doesn't come soon. Using my free hand, I slip my fingers into his hair and tug hard while catching his nipple once more between my teeth, and with one final slam of my hand against his ass, he screams.
"I'm fucking coming, I'm coming, Edward. Oh God, yes."
I watch, completely enraptured and fucking envious as hell, as his cock shoots spurt after spurt of warm come onto my shirt, followed by three less powerful dribbles that leave him shaking and panting. When he finishes, his limp body falls forward and he collapses on my chest, still slowly rocking his hips against the tips of my fingers that are still resting inside of him.
"God, that was good."
"Yeah, well, at least you got some relief," I grumble, though I'm not really upset. It was worth it to see him so out of control.
"Yeah, you're an idiot. Master couldn't convince me to sign a contract like that for anything," he says, slowly lifting his head to place a soft kiss on my lips.
"Now, that's a beautiful sight," Master Carlisle remarks. I look over to see both him and Master watching us with fond looks on their faces.
"Carlisle, I do believe we are in for one of hell of show tonight. Isn't that right, boys?" Master Jasper teases with a mischievous smirk.
As I groan, Seth just chuckles and slowly climbs out of my lap, not even bothering to fix his jeans. When they slide down his legs, he simply steps out of them and walks to his Master, dropping to his knees in front of him.
"Thank you, Master. May I please you, now?" Seth's voice is all sweet seduction and I just barely hold back a moan.
Sitting up, I slip my soiled shirt over my head carefully and throw it to rest on top of Seth clothes so I can throw them both in the washer.
"Not just yet, slave. Let's have dinner and then I'd like to get a closer look at Edward's cage."
"Of course, sir. Just let me get these in the washer and then Seth and I can set the table."
Outwardly, I'm the polite and respectful sub, as always. Inwardly, however, I'm nervous and anxious, and totally not ready for the torture that these three beautiful men are about to put me through.
Fuck, my balls are already aching.
I'm having personal issues. Apparently, I'm crazy. Shocking, right? Anyway, I'm trying not to let them interfere with my writing but it doesnt always work. Once again, I didn't reply to any reviews. Seriously, guys, I love and appreciate each and every one of them more than I can say, I just wish I had the time to thank you properly. I'm sorry from the bottom of my heart. I'm hoping to have the next chapter up within a week, but I can't make any promises.
Thanks for reading.