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Charlie nodded emphatically.

“Okay.” The boys already had condoms out on the bed, so Ward grabbed one. He tore open the wrapper, then reached for Charlie's dick. “Let's get this on.”

Charlie tipped his head and watched as Ward rolled the condom into place. He let out a little moan, thrusting into Ward's fist.

Ward couldn't help smiling as he took over, stroking his length. “That feel good? Yeah?” He looked at Skylar next. The boy lay there with his legs spread—an open invitation—but Ward knew he had to make sure. “Is Sky ready?” he asked Charlie.

The boy tipped his head again, his gaze wandering.

“Here, let's check,” Ward said, taking Charlie's hand and guiding it to Skylar's groin. “We don't want to hurt him, now, do we?”

Charlie solemnly shook his head.

“Good boy.” Ward released Charlie's hand and looked at Skylar, getting a nod of permission before he ran his fingers between Skylar's legs. “Feel this, Charlie.”

Charlie hesitated.

“I know,” Ward murmured. “You probably don't like the feeling. But you'll want to make sure he's slick enough for penetration. And it won't hurt to tease him a little bit. Touch him. Play with him. Get him so worked up that he's desperate and begging for more.” While he spoke, Ward toyed with Skylar, teasing him with his fingers, spreading around the natural lubrication.

Skylar closed his eyes and moaned. “Jeebus criminy.” He sucked in a breath. “Oh fuck. Don't stop.”

Ward curled two fingers and slowly pushed them inside.

“Oh!” Skylar arched his back. “More, Daddy, please! Holy shit. Charlie? Fuck me. Please. Somebody. Oh hell.”

Ward gave him one last teasing thrust with his fingers, then slowly withdrew them. Skylar whimpered, but Ward reached for Charlie's dick, spreading Skylar's lubrication from his fingers onto the condom. “Okay, Charlie. You ready? Let's go nice and slow.”

“Hhng.” Charlie looked down and watched as Ward lined up his dick, then slowly began to push inside.

Ward pulled his hand away and rested it on the small of Charlie's back instead. “There you go. Just like that.” He applied pressure, helping guide Charlie as the boy thrust.

Charlie's own need quickly took over, and he resorted to his usual, stiff movements. His body hinged rather than rolled, andhis pace was a little too fast. Ward checked on Skylar. The boy wasn't showing any signs of pain, but he clearly wasn't getting much in the way of stimulation, either. Ward was just about to say something when Charlie stopped himself. The boy let out a pitiful whine, then turned to Ward.Help! Help!

“Okay,” Ward murmured, running his fingers through Charlie's hair. “Okay, sweet boy. Daddy help.” He shifted over, molding his body to Charlie's back. With one hand braced on the bed, Ward put his other hand on Charlie's hip. “Easy, now,” he murmured in Charlie's ear. “Move with me.”

They went slowly, and Charlie whined as he had to work at keeping his back flush up against Ward's body. But it did the trick. Charlie's movements, guided by Ward, became more fluid. His thrusts, less stiff. With his hips rolling, it got his dick sliding in and out of Skylar at an angle, hitting Skylar's sweet spot just right.

Skylar let out a genuine moan, his eyes wide with surprise. “Oh fuck. Charlie!”

Charlie went still, then whined and pulled on Ward, silently begging him to continue.

So Ward did. His chest ached, watching the two boys find connection they'd never had before. It left him feeling like the odd man out once again. But then Charlie twisted around and looked at him with both need and gratitude, and the pleasure on Skylar's face was breathtaking.

Nothing mattered more than making sure his boys were happy.

Chapter 42

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CHARLIE

CHARLIE COULD hardly believe it. His Sky was actually moaning. Real moans! The sound was so different. So much better. And Charlie was doing that to him!

But it was all because of Ward.

A part of Charlie ached, realizing that Ward had known something about his Sky that he had never learned himself. But he was also grateful. Ward was teaching him! His Sky deserved to feel good, and now Charlie would be able to accomplish that all on his own.

Except, when he pictured being alone with his Sky, it didn't feel right anymore. There was something missing. Somehow, it only made sense for Ward to be with them, guiding his movements, taking part in their pleasure.

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