Page 109 of Weston & Cyrus
The cage.
“No problem. It’s not much of a handful but you have your hands full.” His chuckle at his own terrible joke had my face heating up again and my dick trying to prove he was bigger than they kept saying. “Aww, look at that.”
“I know.” Master sounded like he was shaking his head. “It likes attention.”
It really did and that just made the whole situation feel even more insane.
“There we go. All set and that’ll help you be my good boy.” Master sighed as he gave my caged cock a wiggle. “Well, I’m sure you’ll do your best.”
“I don’t know about that.” Nico moved around again as Master started stripping me out of my regular clothes. “He seemed to enjoy his reminder.”
“A bit too much.” Master patted my ass as he sat me down on his lap to finish taking off my pants. “He’s a cute little drama queen, though.”
“Little being the operative word.” As I groaned and hid my face against Master’s neck, Nico seemed to move closer. “Let me help.”
Wow.
Hands gently peeled my jeans off leaving me shaking and my cage giving me a tighter hug. “There we go.”
“Thanks.” Master ran his hand down my chest and over my caged cock as he gave it a pat. “See? Already much more relaxed.”
“It seems good for him.” Nico sounded farther away again and the water turned off. “He’s a completely different sub now.”
“Still a slut but a cuddly and well-behaved one now.” Master wiggled my hug, making a pleased sound as I whimpered. “Say thank you to Master Nico for helping you.”
God.
He.
I’d.
Opening my eyes, I slowly inched away from Master and finally saw Master Nico. A naked Master Nico. A fucking huge Master Nico.
They both smirked and shook their heads as they waited, but it took entirely too long for me to realize what they were waiting for.
Me.
“Thank you…thank you for helping me, Master Nico.” Master’s low sigh said I needed to try again and I couldn’t help blushing and wiggling. “I mean, thank you for helping me with my hug, Master Nico. I…I’m going to be a good boy.”
As soon as I came back down to Earth.
“You’re welcome, cutie. I’m sure you’re going to be a very good boy for your Master.” I managed some kind of response that made him happy because he made a pleased sound and reached for his jock.
His bulging black jock.
“Little slut.” Master’s teasing laugh and the way he shook his head had me curling into him and blushing again. “My embarrassed little slut.”
Which just made me more embarrassed and that made me try to get harder and that made me squirm and started the embarrassment thing all over again because Master wiggled my hugged cock. “So cute.”
That wasn’t how I’d have described it, but I let the crazy emotions whirl around me as he held me close and let me spin. At some point I noticed the room was quiet and felt Cyrus kissing my head, nuzzling against me. “Hey, there you are.”
“I remember what we were doing.” My brain kept trying to jump from topic to topic, so it took me a few seconds to realize it wasn’t enough words. “A year ago. I remembered.”
“I can’t decide if you’re distracting me or just distracted in general.” Cyrus laughed as I shrugged but gave me another kiss. “What were we doing?”
“I got sick.” Nuzzling against him, I couldn’t decide if I wanted my fuzzies back or if I wanted to function. “You were taking care of me and slept over.”
It’d been the first and only time he’d slept in bed with me until we’d started actually dating.
