Page 109 of His Boys to Protect

The heck?Ward glanced at Skylar, who looked as confused as he felt. “What just happened?” Ward asked as he went still.

“I have no idea,” Skylar said. He started to move forward, then paused, looking down at where the two of them were connected. Skylar glanced to Charlie and back, looking torn.

Ward inwardly cursed. He was aching to come, but then he saw Charlie hide his face against the bed and start beating his fists on a pillow.

“Shit,” Skylar gasped. “Ward?”

Ward gently pulled out, climbed right over Skylar, covered Charlie's body, and caught the boy's fists before he accidentally hurt any of them. “Shhh, sweet boy. It's okay. Charlie? Easy. It's okay, buddy.”

Charlie shook his head and struggled beneath him.

But Ward kept him pinned. He grabbed Charlie's wrists with one hand, then used the other to gently press Charlie's head down on one side. Ward rested his forehead on Charlie's temple. “Easy, buddy.” He took a deep breath, groaning at the sensation of Charlie's struggles. With the way he held the boy down, his dick was pressed right up against Charlie's naked ass. And that ass was bucking and rubbing against him, keeping Ward right on the edge of release.Fuck. He knew that wasn't Charlie's intention, but his dick definitely wasn't getting the message.

Until Charlie let out another screaming cry.

Ward winced, then looked at Skylar. The boy watched them with eyes full of worry.

“Maybe he changed his mind?” Skylar asked, looking at Ward as though hoping he'd have all the answers. “Maybe you guys sharing me at the same time was one thing, but separately…”

“I don't know.” Ward looked down. Charlie had stopped struggling, but now tears shone on his eyelashes. “Charlie?” He was about to ask for an explanation, but just saying the boy's name set him off again. Charlie hid his face and wailed.

So Ward waited. He and Skylar shared glances, but otherwise they lay there in silence, waiting for Charlie's fit to subside.

Slowly but surely, Charlie relaxed. His breaths evened out, and the cries eventually gave way to soft whimpers. Then stuttered inhales.

Finally, he went completely still for one moment, only to scrunch up his face in a scowl as he tried to wriggle.

Ward let go of Charlie's arms, assuming the boy needed to sign something. All Charlie did was point at his hips without opening his eyes. Ward started to lift off of him. Was he hurting him? As Ward rose up, his dick—now soft, but with the condom still clinging to it—swung down and brushed against Charlie's ass.

Charlie whined again.

“Oh,” Skylar said. “The condom. And my body fluids on it. He doesn't like that.”

Ah. Ward lifted farther and ran a hand down along Charlie's spine. “Hang on, buddy. I'll be right back.” He got up and went to the bathroom, pulling off the condom as he went. Ward threw it away, grabbed a hand towel, and went back to the bedroom. “Easy, Charlie,” he murmured when he saw the boy squirming with discomfort. Ward perched beside him and rested his free hand in the middle of Charlie's back, trying to gently pin him down and steady him. “Here we go.” He wiped Charlie's thighs, then along the crease of the boy's ass. “That better?”

Charlie rolled his head, then shifted his hips as though testing it out. “Hhnn.”

Ward wasn't sure if that was ayesor ano, so he folded the towel over and wiped Charlie's skin once more for good measure. “All gone. It's okay.” He tossed the towel onto the floor beside their scattered clothing. “Talk to us, Charlie. Whenever you're ready, okay? Take your time.”

Charlie was silent and still for several, long minutes. Finally, he slowly got up and turned around, sitting so that he faced them with his knees drawn up and hugged to his chest.

And still they waited.

Ward and Skylar shared a look. “Charlie?” Ward asked.

Charlie ducked his head. He signed at Skylar, the movements quick and muted, giving the impression of a spoken mumble.You fake.

Skylar gave a tiny gasp.

Oh geez. Ward looked from Charlie to Skylar and back as it hit him. What had Skylar said that one time? That he'd never had an orgasm before that hadn't come by his own hand? Which meant Skylar must have been faking his orgasms with Charlie all along. And Charlie just realized it.

“Fuck,” Skylar swore. He shifted closer. “Charlie?”

Why?Charlie signed as fresh tears began to stream down his cheeks.

Skylar winced. “I didn't want you to be disappointed.”

Charlie hid his face against his knees.I bad, he signed.

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