Bondage (23 page)

"He could... hmm. Well, we could just look at him until you're hard enough to fuck him. Or... actually, I'm kinda having a hard time thinking."

Noah glanced at Phan and then looked down again. "I've been a good boy today, sir," Noah told him. His voice held a mixture of mischief and arousal. "I haven't earned a single stripe. I think I deserve, eventually, to be well fucked."

Tobias smiled. "And I've been in barns since eight this morning and had to bring one of you back into his head, then got my brains sucked out my cock. You might have to wait until after I've had supper and a nap for that to happen. However, it would go a long way to refreshing me if you'd be so good as to bring yourself off for me. With... hm. With the dildo in my top drawer."

"Anything you wish, sir." Noah grinned and made his way over to Tobias' dresser. He opened the top drawer and froze. "Sir?"

"You might want to use lots of lube. And I advise against standing."

Noah reached in and pulled the dildo out with both hands. It was long and quite wide, and almost comically pink in color. He made his way around to the other side of the bed, staring at it, and set it down before climbing onto the bed himself. "This could take a while, sir."

"Take your time," Tobias said graciously. He stood up and stripped off his clothes, then lay on the bed next to Phan. "Can you see?" he asked Phan politely.

"Uh-huh. Sir." Phan was staring at the dildo. "Can, um. Can I...?"

"Not tonight."

"But sometime?"

"Yes."

"Oh, good."

Noah dug out a tube of lube from the bedside table and slicked up his fingers. Kneeling upright and facing his audience, he reached around, twisting slightly, and although they couldn't see it directly, it was clear when Noah pushed a finger, or perhaps two, inside himself. He sighed heavily, and his eyes slid closed. Tobias had a feeling that was the last he'd see of them until it was all over. Wherever Noah was sending himself was deliciously sexy to watch, but he wasn't taking Tobias or Phan with him.

Noah worked his fingers slowly, sometimes pumping, sometimes stretching, from what Tobias could tell. He groaned loudly, and Tobias almost wished that he could see.

"That's it, pet," Tobias said softly. "Open up. I want to see it all going into you, filling you right up."

It was another several minutes before Noah grunted and he pulled his fingers free, by which point he was panting lightly and was fairly flushed. He reached down and adjusted his decorative cock ring and then picked up the dildo and lube and started to slick it down. He spread his knees wider and again reached behind him. In the space Noah created between his thighs, Tobias could see him set the base of the dildo on the bed. Another adjustment to his knees and he began to lower his hips slowly, sinking onto the dildo and letting it fill him as he moved.

He gasped and slowed even further, then froze, breathing in deeply and puffing the air out until he'd relaxed again. He took his cock in his fist and started to pump, and this time, once he started to move, he didn't stop, sinking lower and lower until his ass sat nearly flat on the bed.

"Oh, God," he panted. "Fucking huge." He shifted slightly and whimpered, still stroking himself at a moderate pace. He reached back again and grasped the dildo by its base as he lifted his hips a bit, then lowered them again. A long, low moan made its way from his chest to Tobias' ears.

"Hurt?" Tobias asked, shifting a little. He wasn't getting hard quite yet, but he was certainly interested. Beside him, Phan wriggled, his eyes wide.

"A little. Yeah, some. Burns, too. A lot of stretch." Noah panted. "Getting used to it, sir." He sat nearly flat again and groaned. "Do I... need your permission to come, sir?"

"No, I don't think so," Tobias said. "I'd like you to enjoy this."

Noah nodded quickly and pulled up again, this time coming down a little faster, and a little harder. "Oh, sir, that's... good," he said with a whimper in his voice and did it again. His hand stuttered on his cock as he rode the monster dildo, and he finally gave up on it completely, pushing up on his hands and knees. He gripped the toy tightly and started to fuck himself with it, faster and deeper, grunting and sobbing with every thrust.

"Yeah," Phan said, then gasped. "Sorry, sir."

"No, I was thinking the same thing," Tobias said, throat dry. Noah was gorgeous, stunning and needy, his cock leaking, his hand working the dildo hard. "He's going to shoot."

"Buckets," Phan agreed. "Fucking hot, sir."

"Are you hard again?" Tobias asked, not looking away from Noah.

"He always gets me hard," Phan confessed. "Standing stop to shooting in my jeans."

"Me, too. You can come too, if you want."

Phan shook his head. "Noah's turn."

"Good boy," Tobias said, honestly pleased. "Noah. Come for me, pet."

Noah nodded, shoving the dildo deep and screaming something incoherent as he soaked Tobias' bed sheets. He rode it out, moaning and gripping his cock. He stroked and squeezed out every last drop until he'd gone soft, and hung unsteadily on his hands and knees with the dildo still in place. "Oh. God." He paused, still catching his breath and coming back to himself.

Tobias lifted up and crawled over to him, easing him into a comfortable position. "Push a little," he said softly, easing the dildo out.

"Got it," Phan said, appearing at his side to take the toy and clean it. "Wow. Big."

"What a burn," Noah sighed and accepted the close cuddle. He was breathing much easier. "Still like it better when it's you."

Tobias smiled. "Me, too. But for a show, it was quite nice. Phan liked it, too."

Noah laughed softly. "Is he jerking off in the bathroom?"

"He better not be."

"Who?" Phan said, coming back with a stack of linens, his cock pointing the way. "What?"

"You. Jerking off in the bathroom. But I see that's not the case." Noah pushed a hand between Tobias' thighs. "Are you hard, too, sir?"

"Not hard enough to fuck yet," Tobias admitted. "But getting there."

Noah gave him a light stroke and then moved his hand away. He sighed, and settled, resting against Tobias gently. "You liked that, Phan?"

Phan nodded. "Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah." He looked at the sheets in his hand. "Um. Can you move yet?"

"With a little help. Maybe."

Tobias sighed. "Upsy daisy," he said, standing and then scooping Noah into his arms. "God, have you lost weight?"

Phan stared at them. "Have you? You look the same."

"I don't think so... unless I've sweated it out." Noah wrapped his arms around Tobias' neck. "You're going to throw your back out, and then no contract in the world is going to help either of us, sir."

Tobias grinned and set him down, letting Noah lean on him while Phan fought with the sheets. It seemed to be an effort to make up the king-sized bed, but that could have been because the boy was hampered by his cock, which kept rubbing on things when he least expected it. Tobias found it amusing, and the longer he watched, the harder he got, listening to the sudden gasps and watching Phan's ass.

Noah lifted his lips to Tobias' ear and whispered, "To hell with the clean sheets. Go get him."

Tobias turned his head quickly and stared. "Sure?" he asked seriously.

Noah nodded, still speaking softly. "It's the last real barrier for us, go break it down. Show him who he belongs to." He leaned up and kissed Tobias and then smiled. "Go on."

Tobias kissed him, long and deep, one hand rubbing Noah's back. Then Phan gasped again and his cock leaped. "Okay."

He let Noah go and walked to Phan, trying to watch them both at the same time, but finally having to look only at Phan. "Boy," he said softly, running a hand down Phan's still red back.

Phan jumped, looking at him quickly, eyes not quite meeting his. "Sir?"

Tobias lifted Phan's chin with his fingers and kissed his mouth for the first time in years. Phan moaned and melted against him for a moment, lips parting. "Sir?" he said again, even as Tobias plunged his tongue in.

"On the bed, dear," Tobias whispered. "I want you."

Phan shook in his arms and moaned again. "Yes, sir. Oh, God, yes."

Noah moved slowly around to the far side of the bed and stretched out on his side, leaving them plenty of room to move. He stayed silent, but Tobias felt his eyes roaming everywhere.

"Hands and knees, boy. Remember your back."

Phan scrambled on the bed, presenting immediately.

"Eager," Tobias laughed.

Noah chuckled softly, too. "Don't be shy now, Phan," Noah teased in a lilting tone. "Share with me. Tell me how he feels."

Phan nodded happily, his ass wiggling. "Oh, you'll hear."

"The neighbors will hear," Tobias promised. He went to the bedside table and got the lube Noah had left there, then pulled open a drawer to find condoms. He wasn't an unprepared man, but sometimes he was an embarrassed one. He shrugged at Noah, and hoped he understood why they were there in the first place.

Phan's head was hanging between his shoulders when Tobias slipped two fingers into him and found him still open. Three made Phan gasp and arch. He might have been open, but he was tight.

"Oh, God," Phan groaned. "Yes, yes, yes."

Tobias grinned and pulled his fingers out, reaching for the condom. "I'll be gentle."

Tobias saw Noah grin, too. "Oh, this is going to be fun."

"Is already," Phan said, softly.

Smiling, Tobias rolled the condom on and slipped his fingers back into Phan. He thrust a couple of times and then lined up his cock, his hands on Phan's hips. "Welcome home, dear," he whispered, gliding in. He went deep and held there, his hips pressed against Phan's butt, both of them breathing hard.

"Oh, wow," Phan gasped. "Oh, God."

Tobias nodded. "Oh, God, indeed," he managed. "Fuck, you're tight."

"Fuck, you're bigger than I remember."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Tobias found himself grinning again. "Ready?"

"Lord, yes. Please, fuck me, sir."

Tobias closed his eyes for a long moment, his hips grinding against Phan's ass. "All right," he said graciously when Phan swore and started to pant. He pulled out, all the way, and slammed back in before starting to rhythmically thrust into his boy's body.

Noah made a soft noise and shifted a bit. "Want you to be part of us, Phan. Want you to feel like you belong. Want you close."

Phan moaned and Tobias thought he might have tried to say something, but he gasped instead. "Oh, God!" he yelled. "There, oh, fuck, there, sir!"

Tobias smirked and pushed into him again, but Phan was losing it fast, rocking back onto his cock and trying to get as much of Tobias into him as possible. He was yelling, one hand going to his cock before Tobias could knock it away.

"On me, boy," he ground out, thrusting faster. Deeper. Harder. "Just me."

"Sir, yes, sir!" Phan barked. "Soon, oh, fuck, soon, please. Fuck me, sir!"

Tobias groaned, pushing hard, any fleeting thoughts of being gentle gone. He dug his fingers into Phan's hips and pulled the boy back onto him, circling his hips. His cock was hard and heavy, his balls tight; this was Phan. He had Noah watching, his eyes shining, his love still there and present, and he was in Phan, welcomed and cared for.

He pushed deeper, suddenly close to coming, too close to really stop. "Phan," he gasped. "Come for me, boy. Want to feel you coming around me again."

Phan screamed, pushing up on his knees and coming in a long arc, laying stripes across the clean sheets. Tobias almost laughed, but his orgasm rolled over him in waves, Phan's body milking him until they were a panting mess, sprawled on the bed, both of them reaching for Noah.

Noah moved right to them, kissing them both in turn and lingering a bit longer over Tobias. "Beautiful. The two of you are just beautiful together."

"Love you," Tobias whispered, kissing him again, his hands floating over Phan. "Thank you." He moved slightly and kissed Phan as well, then let his head fall. "So tired," he said, slipping out of Phan and striping off the condom.

"Good." Noah ran his fingers along Phan's jaw, smiling. "You okay, hon?"

Phan nodded slowly. "Wow," he said finally. "I mean, yes. I mean... oh, wow." He moved into Noah's touch, and Tobias grinned to see it. "Did you see?" Phan asked Noah.

"Oh, I saw, hon. I saw everything. You're absolutely gorgeous." Noah sat up slowly. "I think it's my turn to find clean sheets."

"Can you walk yet?" Tobias asked seriously. "I'll do it."

"As if you could walk any easier. No, sir. I've got it. Why don't you drag Phan off for a shower?" He winked and slid off the bed.

Tobias looked at the mess on the bed and at Phan's wilted and wrung out body. "Come on, boy," he said with a smile. "Quick clean up and then into bed, I think."

"Yes, sir," Phan said, blinking slowly. "Sleepy."

"I'm sure." Tobias rolled off the bed and held out his hand.

Phan went to him, smiling and blinking, and together they stumbled off to the shower, stopping only long enough to kiss Noah as he made the return trip with clean sheets. Tobias found himself smiling, eager to get clean and into bed, where he could sleep with his boys on either side of him. Warm and surrounded.

Negotiating with Phantom was a far different thing than with Noah; it was a return to something far less formal, both of them tossing things out in the middle of conversations and thinking out loud. It was how they'd managed almost every negotiation aside from the very first one and the slave contract -- building on a basic premise, long established. It was different now, though, in that they were both mindful of Dr. Brewer's admonition to remember that they could revert to former expectations; they carefully phrased each thought to reflect the newness of this incarnation of their relationship.

Finally, though, about four days after they first discussed it, Tobias was able to sit down and put it all on paper. They'd had a calm weekend at the farm, and the birthing cycle seemed to be in a temporary lull, so he sent Phan out to do the grocery shopping on Monday night and went to find Noah.

He was in the kitchen, filling out an order form for new shelves. He was happy and relaxed, possibly still floating a little from the weekend and a quiet day at work. Tobias watched him for a long moment, smiling as Noah hummed snatches of a song, his ass wiggling as he danced a little to his own tune.

"Hello, sweetheart," he said at last. "I have something for you to read."

"We wanted three of the four-foot shelves or four, sir?" Noah asked, but he already knew the answer. "Three. It was three of those." He scribbled something into the order form and left it on the counter. "Is it a contract, sir?" He smiled and danced his way over to Tobias. "We need a radio in the kitchen."

Tobias laughed and swept him into his arms, leading him into a quick two-step. "Buy one," he said lightly. "And, yes, it is. Basics, really -- what we've been doing but with a few added requests."

"You have a nice strong lead." Noah smiled at him. "Why don't we dance more often?" He took the paper from Tobias' fingers and spun away from him. "Anything specific we need to discuss, or do you just want me to look it over?"

Tobias shrugged. "We can discuss whatever piques your interest. I'm fine with it as is -- his chores are listed, the time frame, what my responsibilities are. The special requests are a loosening of my prohibition on sex outside of scenes and the fact that he wants never to see me sub. I said I wouldn't ask him to witness it; he said he'd never ask to watch, so we're good."

Really, it was a pretty simple agreement, and Tobias had little worry that Noah would find any of it objectionable. There were provisions made for dedicated time away from Phan for Tobias and Noah, and it was stated in the contract that the agreement with Noah was a prior contract to be honored, not only to the letter but to the spirit.

Noah sat at the kitchen table and started to read. It wasn't a very long agreement, either, and he had it read in a few minutes. "We can amend the section in our contract about scenes with third parties," he suggested. "And sex outside of scenes, well, it would be impossible to exclude it. This seems fine to me." He put the contract down on the table. "I only have one question."

Tobias nodded. "What's that, pet?"

"Are you absolutely sure he asked you for everything he needed?" Noah tapped his fingers on the table. "I can't be constantly concerned that he's giving things up to make way for me. It makes me very uneasy."

Tobias smiled. "He asked me keep the bullwhip at the farm so he couldn't ask for it. He asked me to include his Tuesday nights to you for power cuddling. He asked me to make sure I kept up practice with the tawse, something I won't hit you with. He asked for more knife play. I'm pretty sure he's made his needs clear." Tobias sat at the table and reached for Noah's hand. "You two both need to be a little selfish, you know. I won't break."

Noah tangled his fingers with Tobias'. "Maybe not, but you'll stretch." He looked at their hands. "It sounds good. When are you signing?"

"Oh." Oh, dear. He honestly hadn't thought about it. "When he gets home, I guess; tomorrow is your night. Should we order something nice for supper?"

"I hadn't even thought about supper yet. Should I run down the street and pick up a lasagna from Amicis?"

Tobias nodded and stood up. "Thank you, that would be nice. Oh, and salad, too. I'm going to take a shower." He walked toward the door, already trying to decide what to wear. "Oh, and I think we should have a housewarming dinner on the weekend -- maybe Sunday night? Come back early?"

Noah smiled. "Hey, that would be nice. You could show off your boys and your house." He winked and got up, reaching for his keys on the counter.

"That's the plan," Tobias said, walking into his bedroom. "You'll be in costume..." he called out, grinning.

"Costume?" Noah turned around in the hall, walking backward. "Sounds like fun."

***

Noah arrived home shortly after Phan. In fact, Phan was still putting away groceries when Noah walked in with an armload of lasagna, salad, and crusty bread. There was something to be said for living in the city, especially living close enough to neighborhood restaurants where you could get take-out as good as what you could make in your own oven.

They ate as if none of them had eaten for days. Even Phan was complaining of an aching stomach by the time they were done. Noah volunteered to clean up, and Tobias took that as his opening to bring up Phan's contract.

He started to talk twice and finally gave up on trying to appear casual about it and merely shoved the paper across the table.

Phan's eyes lit up. "Is this it?" he asked, flipping through the sheets.

"Yes," Tobias said, smiling. He saw Noah grin back at them as well.

"Noah saw it?" Phan started reading, glancing up at Tobias and back to the sink where Noah was rinsing dishes. "It's okay?"

"It's fine." Tobias laughed. "What do you think of it, though?"

Phan read the document through to the end. "It's great," he said, beaming. "When do we sign?"

"When we find a pen?"

"Oh!" Phan jumped up. "There's something I gotta do first. Last act as a free man and all that."

Amused, Tobias sat back in his chair. "And what's that?"

Phan winked at him and ran over to Noah, kissing him hard, one hand on Noah's ass and the other on Noah's cock.

Noah made a startled sound as Phan pinned him to the counter. Tobias saw Noah start to push Phan away and then decisively change his mind, kissing Phan back and tugging him closer. When Phan finally pulled away, Noah was flushed and breathless, and all he could do was laugh. "Jesus," he swore between breaths.

Phan grinned at him and kissed his nose. "Yummy," he said happily. He spun around and bounced to the other end of the counter, picking a pen out of the cup by the phone. "Ready?" he asked, dancing back to the table.

"Sure," Tobias grinned. "I can do that to you both whenever I want."

Phan grinned back at him and signed the contract neatly, then slid it over to Tobias. Tobias wasn't sure, but he suspected Phan held his breath until the "t" in "Vincent" was crossed.

Tobias had barely set the pen down when Phan was on his knees beside him, as still as he could be, eyes lowered. Still amused, Tobias carded his fingers through Phan's hair. "I think we deserve a treat, we three," he said, smiling at Noah.

"As long as it isn't food, sir, I'm stuffed." Noah grinned and closed the dishwasher.

"Not food," Tobias promised, standing up. "Come along, boys. Time to see the surprise."

Noah respectfully allowed Phan to get to his feet before rushing over to accost him. "Congratulations, Phan," he said, smiling and kissing him on the cheek. "Congratulations, sir."

Phan squeaked a little, beaming, and Tobias shook his head. He wondered if his smile looked as goofy as it felt. "Thank you, pet.
Now
can we go upstairs? I've been dying to show you both this."

"Yes, sir. We've been dying to see it." Noah and Phan fell in neatly at heel, though the stairwell and doorways weren't quite wide enough for them both. By the time they reached the top of the stairs, they'd sorted themselves out.

"Cute," Tobias observed with another grin. "Like puppies."

Phan's giggle escaped despite his obvious attempt to stifle it.

"Okay, close your eyes," Tobias said, leading them to the door of the safe room. It was actually part of the big open area that was the playroom, but he'd sectioned off a good sized room next to Noah and Phan's bathroom so the plumbers wouldn't have to run pipe everywhere. It was on an outside wall, but the city view of the next building was a little less romantic than he'd hoped, so he'd had the entire wall rebuilt out of glass bricks. Lots of light, none of the city "view."

When the boys had closed their eyes Tobias opened the door and turned on the lights --the soft ones overhead on tracks, and the hidden pot lights set around the huge whirlpool hot tub. There were green plants everywhere, in the corners and on shelves, and sleek metal cabinets finished in brushed steel held the few toys he wanted in there. An overstuffed loveseat was placed along one wall, and there were soft blankets and towels within easy reach from wherever they sat.

Along the edge of the tub, fixed into the mortar of the glass bricks, were narrow glass shelves, holding bath accessories, lube, and his collection of glass dildos.

"Open your eyes," he said softly. "Come see."

"Oh, my God." Noah stared, stepping slowly into the room almost as if he didn't trust his footing. "Oh, my God. This doesn't even look like the same... wasn't there a window there? This is gorgeous."

Tobias stepped to the side and let the boys wander around. He chewed his lip as they pointed things out to each other, touching everything and turning in circles. "Do you like it?" he finally asked.

Phan gave him a look of utter disbelief. "Yes, sir. Would you like a bath? We can make tea."

Tobias couldn't fathom why Noah thought tea was so funny, so he just let him giggle until he seemed to be in control again.

"It's gorgeous," Noah said, once he could speak without wheezing. "You can't possibly expect us not to want to fire it right up, sir?"

Tobias looked at them both, bemused by the giggling, and nodded. "Run the bath, boys. And tea would be lovely."

Phan fell to the floor laughing and crawled over to Noah. "Which do you want to do?" he asked through gasps.

"Enough," Tobias said, trying to sound cross. "What is so funny?"

"Nothing, sir," Phan told him, looking like butter wouldn't melt in his mouth. "Just an in-joke that's got the best of us." He slid toward the door. "I'll just... go put the kettle on. Now. Be right back!"

Tobias watched the boy run from the room and heard him laughing all the way down the stairs. "Pet?"

"He'll be okay, sir, it's a temporary affliction. Everything will be fine after a good night's sleep." Noah gave him an innocent look. "Show me how to work this thing?"

Tobias let it slide, but the lingering feeling that the joke was at his expense stuck with him as he showed Noah how the jets worked. While Noah filled the tub and got everything ready for their bath, Tobias excused himself to the playroom, getting the last of his surprise for them. It wasn't much, but he thought they would like the thick terry and silk bathrobes he'd gotten them all; red for himself and deep blue for each of them.

When Phan came back up with a tray, tea for three set out neatly, Tobias checked the water level in the tub and nodded. "Now we can... relax," he said with a grin. "Naked, boys. Now would be good."

Clothing started flying but managed somehow to fall into one neat pile to the side of the room. Noah started to head for the tub but stopped himself suddenly after a few steps and displayed neatly instead.

Phan giggled and stood next to him, also in display, both of them waiting. Tobias raised an eyebrow but said nothing until he finally finished undressing himself. "A little excited?" he teased.

"Yes, sir, he is," Phan piped up with a grin.

Tobias snorted and went to the tub, climbing in and settling himself with a contented sigh. "Nice. All right then, before I get lonely. But no splashing!"

Noah stuck an elbow in Phan's ribs. "I'm excited? You're hard already!" Noah winked at Phan and slid slowly into the tub with a sigh.

"I'm always hard," Phan admitted with a grin. He carried the tea tray to the tub, slipping it onto a convenient shelf before pouring. He handed a mug to Tobias and then two to Noah.

"Get in the tub," Tobias growled, feeling a little impatient. He sipped the tea, and Phan hurried up, gasping as he sat down next to him and taking his tea from Noah. "Oh, this is nice," Tobias said, closing his eyes.

Noah sighed. "This is absolutely decadent. Thank you, sir." Tobias felt Noah's hand slide along his thigh and rest on his knee.

"It's mostly for my benefit," Tobias said, not really believing it. "Count it as a tool. Naughty boys don't get tubs."

"Good thing we're so well behaved," Phan murmured.

Tobias opened an eye and looked at him. "Did you just say something?"

"No, sir," Phan said, as a smaller hand settled on Tobias' other knee.

"Oh, good, I thought you'd been rather silly."

"I do get silly, sir."

"...given enough sugar," Noah added and sipped his tea.

"Nah, it's my natural state."

Tobias snorted, and sipped his tea. "Your natural state is on your knees waiting for orders."

"Uh, yeah. That, too."

Tobias smiled, but otherwise ignored the tightening of the fingers on his knee and the husky note to Phan's voice. "What's your natural state, pet?" he asked Noah, mostly teasing but also a little curious about what he'd say.

"Does madly in love count?" Noah gave Tobias' knee a squeeze. "If not, I'll go with the on my knees and awaiting orders thing."

Tobias chuckled and turned his head to kiss Noah's temple. "Your natural state is helping people, pet."

"Hm. Sounds an awful lot like bragging to me," Noah leaned into him more. "I do need to contribute. I feel... worthy of all the privileges I have in my life as long as I'm contributing, helping out. Sounds corny, I suppose."

"It's not bragging if it's true, and it's not corny," Tobias assured him. He finished his tea and passed the mug to Phan, who set it on the side of the tub. Hands and arms free, Tobias held both his boys a little closer. "There's a jet pointed right at Phan's balls," he said a moment later. "I can tell because he's quivering."