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“Waitin’ for us.” Carlos took a half step back and turned to the side. Troy had a perfect view of Carlos’ body in profile, and it was an impressive sight—especially the bulge showcasing Carlos’ arousal.

The urge to touch was strong, and Troy didn’t see any reason why he shouldn’t. He sauntered over to Carlos and cupped his hot length. Carlos didn’t bat an eye, didn’t even move, and it pushed at something in Troy, making him crave a reaction. Even so, he knew it was what Carlos wanted from him. Carlos had a need to dominate and push and prod, to provoke even, but only in a way—Troy was learning—they all craved.

It was a startling realisation. Troy had kind of always thought of himself as being the boss, so to speak. He wouldn’t have quite called himself a Dom, but if he’d had to pick between being the Dom or being a sub, he’d have thought…
wrong. That’s all there is to it,
because it turns me on like nothing else when Carlos looks at me like he knows what I need even when
I don’t have a clue, when he takes over and owns me, everything feels so right.

Troy lowered his lashes and watched himself massage Carlos’ cock through his jeans.

Carlos let him do it for a minute, then he grunted and caught Troy’s hand. “Get on in here.”

Just four words, nothing else, and Troy couldn’t move fast enough. He stepped into the room and reached for his shirt, ready to pull it off, then choked on a gasp when he saw Will.

If someone didn’t touch him soon, he was just going to combust! Will whimpered again when Troy reached for his shirt. Tied over a saddle with his ass in the air, Will was already throbbing with anticipation, his crease slick and dripping from the lube Carlos had just poured onto him. Part—a large part—of Will’s excitement came from the fact that Carlos hadn’t spoken a word to him.

One minute, Will had been babbling away about sex—of course—and maybe he’d

snarked some, just to see what Carlos would do. Well, now he knew. Carlos would see Will’s snark for what it was, pure need riding Will, making him bitchy and pushy. Then Will would find himself stripped and tied over a saddle. Carlos was damned quick…when it came to certain things anyway.

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He’d even tied Will’s cock and balls up like he had before, except this time there was more pressure on them, as if Carlos knew Will could handle more. Which he could. Carlos definitely knew how to read his men.

And now Troy was standing there still as a statue, staring at Will kinda gap-mouthed.

Will let out an exasperated sound before whining, “Geez, fuck, Troy! Get naked already!”

Carlos growled and the next thing Will knew Troy was holding out his hand to Carlos.

“Let me.”

Will blinked as Carlos finished pulling off his belt. The sound of it being removed, of worn leather sliding through denim loops, sent a shiver down Will’s spine. He clenched his ass in anticipation and bit his bottom lip to keep from begging for them to hurry the fuck up.

Carlos handed over the belt and caught Troy’s wrist. He nodded at Will and both men looked at him. “Wait,” Carlos instructed. Troy looked like he was going to argue for a second or two, giving Will a surge of hope that he’d feel leather striping his skin very soon, but then Troy got this knowing glint in his eyes and his lips curled up in a smirk.

“Got ya,” Troy told Carlos. “Ask me for it, baby,” he said to Will.

It was possible he was more stimulated than he’d ever been. He was beginning to doubt whether even Carlos’ handy-dandy cock and ball bindings were gonna hold him back. His lovers were playing on his needs and desires perfectly, fulfilling fantasies left and right and it boggled Will’s mind and set every cell in his body to thrumming. He wanted to scream from the force of the arousal he felt. Yes, he wanted to scream as he was overcome with sensations, pleasure, pain, love and lust.

“Please, Troy, please,” Will begged. He cut his eyes to Carlos. “Please, let him spank me with your belt.”

“Why?” Carlos asked. “Is it because you were being a smart-ass earlier? Is that why I’d let Troy take a belt to your backside?”

Will thought about it. His attitude wasn’t the real reason. His smarting off had been like a symptom, right? Will shook his head, trying to keep his attention focused on Carlos while Troy ran the belt over his hand. “N-no. You know I was being a smart-ass because I n-needed something else and didn’t know how to ask for it.”

Carlos still didn’t budge, instead pushing Will even more. “And why didn’t you ask?

You’ve never had a problem making your needs known before.”

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Yes, but before his needs had been…milder. Will had been thinking, and he’d begun craving something more…well, just more. He wasn’t sure he’d like it, but he also knew if it was too much—one of those things better kept a fantasy than a reality—then Carlos and Troy would back off and make it all right. So why hadn’t he just talked to them about it?

“Because I don’t trust myself,” Will blurted out, surprising himself. “What if I’m asking for something as a way to punish myself? What if I still kind of don’t like me and—because sometimes I don’t, you know? I wonder what was wrong with me then I realise my family is just really fucked up and I can’t take that personally and I know you two love me, but I still doubt myself a lot more than I let on, you know?”
Duh, of course Carlos had known. He fucking
knows everything!

Troy seemed a bit stunned, though, and he’d quit fondling the belt, instead just holding it by the buckle and letting the end of the leather hit the floor. Carlos came closer but he put a hand on Troy’s forearm, as if reassuring Troy. He smoothed his other hand down Will’s back then rubbed one of his butt cheeks briskly. “You don’t know for sure whether you want this for pleasure or pain, or for the right reasons, period. But,” Carlos brushed his thumb over Will’s hole, and Will couldn’t keep his eyes open as a small tendril of pleasure spread from his ring. “You trust Troy, and me. Do you believe me when I tell you this is something you’re gonna enjoy? We won’t push you any further than you need to go, but it will be more intense than any playing around you’ve done before. And it’ll all be about your pleasure.”

Will liked the sound of Carlos’ plan. He wanted his partners to experience a dumptruck load of pleasure, too, but with the rapid changes in his life lately, Will was in need of something, some kind of anchor and he’d not quite been able to grasp it, or admit to the need, until now, with Carlos and Troy watching him, waiting to give him everything.

Did he trust them? “Yes.” Will swallowed since he’d sounded kind of squeaky. “Yes,”

he said again. “Do I need, you know, a safe word?”

“If you said stop, would it mean anything besides stop?” Carlos asked.

Will thought about it. He wasn’t sure how far his desires went, but he’d had more than a few non-con fantasies, so he wasn’t sure he wouldn’t push the boundary. “Maybe.”

Carlos nodded. “All right then, pick a safe word. You know the general—”

“Red,” Will interrupted. “I’ve kind of thought about this for a while.”

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Troy came forward and squatted, keeping his gaze locked with Will’s. “You should have said, baby. Always, always know you can come to us with anything, okay? Don’t ever be afraid or embarrassed.”

“Same goes,” Will returned, because he knew as sure as he was tied to a saddle, Troy had some pretty deep needs inside, ones he would have to acknowledge before too much longer. As if Troy knew his thoughts, Troy gave him a bashful grin and nodded. “Thanks,”

Will told him, then closed his eyes as Troy kissed him.

While Troy settled him with lips and tongue, Carlos warmed up Will’s ass, kneading and stroking until Will whimpered, frustrated and needy and aching for the feel of leather on his skin.

Troy bit Will’s bottom lip hard enough to sting, then he stood and rubbed the belt over Will’s lip. “Now.”

Will didn’t know if it was a question or a declaration, but he murmured an agreement anyway. Nervousness bubbled in his stomach and he fought not to clench his muscles, especially not his ass. He wanted this, and it wasn’t the same as when someone struck him in anger. This was done in love, because it was what he wanted, maybe what he needed.

Carlos showed Troy how to hold the belt. “Start slow and soft. I don’t think Will is gonna freak, but you never know. Watch him, watch his body’s reaction. He’s gonna stiffen up with each hit, but give him a few seconds, see if he relaxes into it. If he just gets more tightly wound, we need to reassess what we’re doing.” He knew it sounded kind of clinical, but doing something that could hurt someone should always be taken seriously, especially when the person on the receiving end was new to the experience, and had been abused in the past. There were too many lines that could get blurred and crossed.

“Okay.” Troy took a deep breath, then, with a confidence Carlos was proud to witness, Troy stepped up and caressed Will’s ass. “I love you, Will.”

Carlos couldn’t have done a better job himself. He didn’t think Troy had ever done anything quite like this, but his instincts were excellent, at least when it came to Will. Maybe not so much when it came to himself, but that was always the toughest part, knowing yourself and accepting then acknowledging your needs.

Carlos watched as Troy pinked Will’s ass. It made Carlos proud of both men, seeing the easy flow of trust and love between them. And Troy, he was learning about himself with www.total-e-bound.com

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each lick of leather on skin. A rosy flush was spreading over Troy’s chest and thighs, matching the colour left behind on Will’s butt. When Troy would stop and massage Will’s cheeks, the tenderness between the two men was so evident it made Carlos’ heart flood with warmth.

Troy raised the belt again but this time hesitated briefly. He looked at Carlos and Carlos knew what he was wondering—and he was glad Troy was being cautious. Carlos tipped his chin at Will’s bottom. “Harder.”

Will whimpered and squirmed eagerly. Carlos thought Will was looking for a cathartic release from all the stress and change in his life—even good things caused stress, Carlos had learned. He’d accept it without bitching, because he also got to have Troy and Carlos’ loving.

When Will gasped and a sob burst from him, Troy jerked back a step and looked horrified. Carlos shook his head and took the belt. “Go ‘round and hold him. You gave him just what he needed.” Carlos ached to hold and comfort Will himself, but doing so was Troy’s right at this moment. He’d brought Will to the release he had needed, now Troy got to take the next step with Will.

Carlos untied the rope binding Will to the saddle, leaving only Will’s cock and balls wrapped up snug. He helped Troy settle Will in his lap and gave the two a moment to snuggle in and love on each other, then he sat behind Troy and reached around until he held both of his lovers. Carlos rested his forehead against Troy’s neck and closed his eyes. The peace he felt seemed to come from around him as well as inside him, and he thought it might just have been the first time Will had found a type of release, other than a sexual one, that could ease his doubts and fears.

It was good, it was what he wanted, for Will, for Troy, and for himself. He’d just not expected to find two men who’d be so perfect for himself, but he had and now he’d spend the rest of his life showing them both how much he treasured them—and he’d start by taking control of the slowly building desire he could sense in his men. Carlos smiled as he envisioned it. Oh yeah, he had plans for his men.

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Troy hadn’t been sure what to expect, but spanking Will with the belt had filled him with trepidation at first, then everything had clicked for him. It was like he’d finally found a piece of himself he hadn’t known was missing, and strangely enough, imagining himself bent over a saddle, feeling leather kiss his skin, it didn’t seem far-fetched or wrong at all. It’d been as right in his head as it had been to deliver the licks. Troy wasn’t stupid, he knew what all of it meant. But if in reality, Carlos told him to get his belly down on that saddle, would he do it?

Troy should have known better than to even think the question, because as soon as he craned his neck around enough to look at Carlos, he just
knew
the cowboy saw right into his head. There was the slightest change in Carlos’ body behind him, a barely detectable increase in tension, but it was enough to reignite the flames of arousal that had surged in Troy earlier.

Carlos slid a hand between them and rubbed at Troy’s lower back. Troy turned away and dropped his head against Will’s neck as anticipation began to build and spread from the spot Carlos was massaging.

“Tell me,” Carlos rumbled, and Troy felt his deep, rough voice all the way down to his balls. He spread his legs a little wider, snuggling Will’s hot ass against his groin. It felt so good, he couldn’t help but tug on Will just a bit more to add to the delicious pressure.

“Mmm,” Will hummed, running his hands up to Troy’s shoulders. Then he bit Troy’s chest, just above his right nipple, and Troy hissed even as he cupped Will’s head and held him in place.

“Again,” he ordered, and this time Will scraped his teeth over Troy’s nipple before he latched on. Troy yelped—Will bit hard, no tender warm up to Troy’s nub. Troy had barely shut his mouth when Carlos pinched his other nipple. Fiery pain spread out in such a perfect wave that Troy’s vision dimmed. He rocked his hips, desperate for the release threatening to erupt, shooting from barely existent to impending in seconds, and all from some harsh nipple play.