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I instantly stopped tugging on the toy. “Pull out of Finn for a moment.”

“I… I don’t want to… feels too good.”

I grinned crookedly. “Are we disobeying, Sweet Boy? Or should I call you Bad Boy?”

He craned his head to glare back at me, making me chuckle low. Oh, he definitely wanted to be punished.

I grabbed the paddle from the back and lined it up with his left cheek, but I didn’t smack him yet, needing his consent. “Do you want a spanking, Bad Boy?”

His hazel eyes, blown black, narrowed at me. My heart skipped a beat at how into all this he was. Ryder was fucking perfect for us. I raised the leather paddle and smacked his ass hard, the sound ringing out in the large room.

Ryder groaned but didn’t tell me to stop, so I did the same to his right cheek.

After four more paddles, I put the toy away and ran my hand over his flushed skin before kissing each ass cheek. “Now, do as you’re told.”

“Yes, sir.”

Chapter 16

Finn

HavingRyderinsidemewas out of this fucking world. It wasn’t that he was larger than Father or that he was amazing at sex, butIwas his first gay fuck. There was something about being Ryder’s first that sent me nearly toppling over into climaxing, which was explicitly against Father’s rules. It took all my power to hold back.

Ryder’s hot breath on my skin, fingers clawing at my shoulders, his heavy weight lying comfortably on top of me as Father played with his ass, sent electric currents throughout my body. Combine that with his scent mingled with our arousal, and his whimpers grew to be too much for me. Thank fuck, Father asked him to pull out for a moment, allowing me to breathe and calm my libido down.

Then Ryder surprised the hell out of me by refusing to pull out.Oh, fuck… Father was going to punish him for that.

With each paddle on his ass, Ryder punched his cock harder into me. I was going to fucking die, and no one was touching my dick. I swore that if things didn’t slow down, I was going to come hands-free.

It took several paddles on Ryder’s ass to get him to obey finally, and he pulled out. We were both breathing heavily, and his eyes slid shut when Father pinched the tip of his dick to calm it down.

“Can I kiss him, Daddy?”

“You may.”

He let go of Ryder as I tugged his head down far enough so our mouths met. His full lips were so suckable. I took his bottom lip between my teeth and tugged a little before sucking it. We were back at kissing, and when his tongue thrust into my mouth, I sucked on that, too.

Ryder’s mouth was ripped from mine when Father grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulling his head back so he could kiss him, too.

“Back inside our Finn, Sweet Boy.”

I spread my legs for him, allowing Ryder to sink back into me.

“Pump into him. Don’t just sit there,” Father ordered.

Ryder began pushing himself in and out of me, slowly at first. As he worked inside me, I heard the low hum of the prostate stimulator. Fuck, Ryder was going to love that. There was hardly any greater pleasure than having your prostate massaged while you were fucking someone, like you were being fucked inside and out.

I watched his face as his eyes rolled as the stimulator went inside him. His body froze for a second, his eyes closed, and his head dropped, not holding back his grunts and whimpers. A sheen of sweat glistened on his forehead and upper lip.

His hips rolled, pumping into me. My body tingled with pressure and pleasure. I was so fucking close, but watching him in his pleasure kept me at bay. I cupped his face, needing him to look at me.

“How is our sweet boy, Finn?”

“He’s ready to burst, Daddy.”

“Do you need to come?” he asked Ryder.

“S-so much… sir.”

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