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“Wow. Wow, this is… This is real.”
“Mmmhmm. Feels that way, doesn’t it?” He pushed his fingers deeper, looking for that little spot inside Jamie. He knew the moment he found it, too.
His boy cried out, arching hard into Silas. “Oh god!”
“Mmmhmm. Right there.” He nudged the spot again and again, driving Jamie higher.
“I can’t—I came already!”
“And you can’t come again without permission, baby boy,” Silas said.
“And I’m not doing this to make you come.” Bran continued to do it. “I’m just trying to ramp you up.” Trying and succeeding.
Silas nodded. “If you get too close, we’ll bind you. To help.”
“To help?” Jamie clearly wasn’t following.
“Keep you from coming,” Bran explained. “And keep you nice and hard.”
Jamie’s body clenched around him.
Oh, their boy might not know about boys and daddies and stuff, but his body sure knew what it wanted.
It was absolutely delicious, and he craved it, one hundred percent.
He slid his free hand between Jamie and Silas’s bodies and wrapped two fingers around the base of that needy cock. “We use a piece of leather here. Nice and tight.” He squeezed, mimicking what a cock ring would do.
Jamie whimpered, his lips parting.
“Mmm. Maybe we should grab one and put it on,” he suggested to Silas. “We wouldn’t want our boy to fail at his first order not to come.” They could punish him another time when he disobeyed that particular order. Or the no-swearing one.
“Good idea.” Silas was already reaching for the little drawer in the bedside table, rummaging around for the leather cock ring they kept there.
“You… you have things in a drawer?” Jamie sounded stunned.
“Doesn’t everyone?” Silas asked.
“Well, they need the bedside table with a drawer first,” Bran noted dryly. “And I’m not sure there’s room in a closet for that.”
“Don’t worry,” Silas told Jamie. “When you come here to live, you’ll have a drawer of your own that you can keep anything you want in.”
Bran chuckled. “Your favorite plugs, your favorite cock cage…”
Jamie whimpered for them, and Bran grinned down at Silas. Their boy was such a wonderful discovery.
He hit Jamie’s gland again, wanting this talk to be set in Jamie’s memory with pleasure.
Jamie gasped. “Oh fuck!”
“That’s coming, I promise.” He hit Jamie’s gland one more time before removing his fingers and adding more slick. He pushed three back in.
Then he tapped Jamie’s prostate hard. “And no cussing.” They were going to drill that one into their boy’s brain.
Silas took Jamie’s mouth, this kiss wild, and his boy was jerking around his fingers.
“Get that ring on him,” Bran ordered. If Silas didn’t do it soon, it would be too late.
“You got it. Ease off, lover.”
