Page 8 of Collin: Episodes 13-15
Damian legs framed Collin’s ass. His hands gripped his hips, steadying Collin to take his cock. Émeric held Collin’s face in his hand.
“Don’t let go of your legs, boy. Hold yourself open. Such a good boy. So brave for us.”
Richard moved closer. “Don’t stop, Pup. He’s fucked open. Just take him and cum.”
Émeric stroked Collin’s cheek. “Such a good boy.”
Damian’s cock touched Collin’s hole, and the man surged, driving his entire length in at once.
With his legs ups and splayed, all Collin could do was take it. Embarrassing squelching sounds filled the room. Collin’s eye’s never left Émeric’s even as the aching sides of his channel parted under Damian’s thrust and his body rocked.
“That’s it. Such a good boy. Pretty kitten.” Émeric stroked Collin’s cheek and neck.
Being taken like this again burned. Émeric dropped his hand to Collin’s imprisoned nipple and scraped his fingernail across the bud. Collin keened. Émeric wrapped one arm around Collin’s thigh as Collin let go, holding him open and down.
Richard gripped his other thigh and ordered, “Keep fucking him, Pup” He plucked at Collin’s other nipple.
Pain turned to stars. Sensation turned to energy. Relieved of holding his legs, Collin let go, twisting and writhing between his doms, his hole spasming and sucking at Damian’s cock.
From one moment to the next, everything went from almost too much to not enough.
“More, please.” He gripped Richard’s hair, pulling on it, desperate. His other hand gripped blindly against Émeric’s back, finding the base of his neck and pulling his sir down against his chest. Émeric sucked on his chest, biting his skin. Damian’s hands were on his hips. Collin kicked until they pinned him down, and then he twisted, barely able to move, begging. There were tears, so many tears, and lips against his lips, and skin against his skin.
“Cum, Damian,” Richard demanded.
And there was more spunk inside of him. He was full, so full, and so spent.
Damian fell against him, forcing Collin’s legs even wider, but the weight was good. The weight was right. Collin reached down, soothing himself with his hands running over Damian’s head and heaving shoulders. A white, almost painful feeling of bliss rolled through him again as Damian’s cock twitched inside him. For a moment, he knew nothing. Nothing but the weight of his kink brother on his chest and the press of his doms on either side of him, the scent of strong healthy sweat on his skin, and the smell of spent men.
Émeric caught a tear on the edge of Collin’s eye. “You cry so beautifully, pet.”
Collin turned toward his sir. He smiled. “For you, sir.”
Richard kissed his neck, and Collin looked the other way. Their lips met. Soft now. Gentle. Richard drew back.
Pride. That was pride in his Master’s eyes. Collin smiled back. More tears ran down his temples. He hugged Damian harder, still looking up at his Master. “Was I a good gift, Master?”
“Beautiful, my own. You are beautiful.” He kissed Collin again, his hand joining Collin’s on Damian’s back, petting his Pup. Then he leaned over Damian and Collin and pressed his lips against Émeric’s.
They didn’t move for a long time, not until the sweat had cooled. Damian wiggled back and finally pushed himself up on his hands and knees.
The bed underneath them made an ominous sound.
“You broke another bed.” Collin giggled. He looked between his doms. “You broke another bed already!”
Émeric started to laugh, but the bed creaked again.
“That’s it”—Damian started to edge to the side of the mattress—“no laughing until we’re safely off. I, personally, have seen enough hospitals for this family in the last few weeks.”
“Stay, pet.” Émeric put a hand on Collin’s shoulder. “You shouldn’t move. We’ll carry you.”
“And you’re the lightest.” Richard maneuvered himself off his side of the bed and ducked down, looking under it. “Damian, if we stabilize the bed, Émeric can lift Collin, I think.”
“Is it fixable?” Damian gripped the frame on his side, mirroring Richard.
Richard grimaced, cheeks slightly shading with chagrin. “I think not.”
Émeric sighed. “It seems the only safe bed for all of us is the master one.”
