Page 114 of Under His Heel

“Good boy,” Alex said, and then he chortled a laugh. Tracht smiled at him too, which gave Alex a warm feeling in his chest.

“That’s a dog who wants to be petted,” Tracht said, and then he motioned to Alex. “Please, go ahead.”

Nick whimpered when Alex approached. God. He’d seen Nick naked plenty of times, but outside of the few times they’d slept with the same chick, Alex really hadn’t ever done anything this nasty with him. It should have bothered him more, but then Tracht touched Alex’s hair, and all his worries fell away.

Alex pressed his hands to Nick’s belly and stroked him a bit. It was kind of boring, even with how Nick clearly wanted to tell Alex to fuck off. Then he remembered something really evil.

He started tickling.

It was so, so satisfying to hear Nick howl and laugh, and then he started gasping out actual words—“No, stop! Alex, please!”

He writhed and tried to curl in on himself to stop Alex’s hands from getting him. Tracht grabbed Nick’s knee to keep him from moving, and then said, “Were those words?”

“They were definitely words,” Alex confirmed. He stopped tickling and took hold of Nick’s other leg, forcing it away from his body.

“No! I didn’t mean to! Uh, woof! Bark! Woof woof!” Nick yelled, and that got Alex and Tracht both laughing.

“Actions have consequences, Nicholas,” Tracht said, and then he slammed his foot into Nick’s dick.

Nick screeched in pain and started crying. Alex would have been sympathetic, except he’d had Tracht’s foot on his cock before, he knew what it felt like, and it still wasn’t enough to make up for all the shit Nick had put Alex through.

Alex got up and went to Tracht side to kiss him, and they made out for a bit while Nick whimpered and recovered.

“Roll over again. Onto your knees, puppy,” Tracht ordered when it seemed like Nick could hear them.

It took Nick a few tries, still gasping and wincing through the pain, his dick hanging limp and red. But he got onto his knees and balanced with his thighs awkwardly spread.

How pathetic.

Tracht grabbed Nick’s unkempt hair and pulled back hard.

“Now, I think a good puppy would want to make his masters happy. A good puppy is going to suck on his master’s cock and be grateful.”

Nick sobbed and parted his mouth, but only just. Nowhere near enough for a cock to slide in there.

Tracht tsk’ed and dug his fingers into the corners of Nick’s jaw, and soon Nick’s mouth opened wide, followed by a cry of distress.

Alex picked up the end of the belt. He pushed his own fingers into Nick’s mouth and ran them around there, a copy of what Nick had done earlier. He tugged a bit on one of the back molars too, and Nick must have realized what Alex was alluding to because he whimpered and started shaking.

“Better make it good,” Alex said with a sneer. He withdrew his fingers and wiped them clean on Nick’s face. He looked over at Tracht. “Can I—”

“Be my guest.” Tracht kept a hold on Nick’s jaw to keep it in place, and again Nick whined, like it was going to get him out of this.

Alex looped the end of the belt around his wrist a few times, shortening the length of it, and then forced his cock into his brother’s mouth.

“I would advise against biting, Nicholas. I am incredibly fond of your brother’s cock,” Tracht said. He was still holding on to Nick’s hair, still had his hand on his chin. Then he started guiding Nick, pushing him further onto Alex’s cock, and that was hotter than it had any right to be.

“Do I—” Alex thrust forward and reveled in the warmth of Nick’s mouth, “—do I look like this when you do it to me?”

Tracht let go of Nick and brought a hand up to Alex’s face, to Alex’s scar. It was hard to keep his eyes open, but he had to, he had to see Tracht.

“Superficially. But you are so, so much more attractive, Alex.” Tracht kissed Alex then, hard and possessive, and Alex kissed him back. God. He barely even noticed Nick on his dick anymore in the face of that, except Nick tried to slide away, and that definitely wouldn’t do. Alex pulled on the belt and liked the panicked sound Nick made. He loved the way Nick’s throat convulsed around his cock.

“You need to—” Alex let up so that Nick could breathe. “Can you take his ass? I want to see you.”

“Yes, of course. Let’s get him on the bed.”

Alex lamented having to ease out of Nick’s mouth entirely. Naturally, Nick’s face was red and his eyes puffy with tears. His mouth parted lightly, and Alex thought Nick wanted to beg his way out of it, but one look at Tracht curbed that.

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