Naughty & Nice (Merry Elf-Mas 2)

Chapter 7

Rolly

M y bad hip was letting me know I’d been down on this hard floor for too long, but I couldn’t give less of a shit. I finally was playing with my boys. My lap was full of an adorable kitten while my sweet pup was burning off some energy. What more could a Dom ask for?

Getting laid would be nice, but I would not push things. Just getting to be with these two in their pet personas was nice. Although when Angel had been grooming himself, my pants had gotten pretty uncomfortable. As evidenced by my hard cock pressing into my zipper. I’d never been happier that I had a little extra cushion since it was hiding my hard on.

I could see Damon’s energy waning as it was taking him longer each time he brought back the toy. When he brought the bone back, I’d have him lie down and I could use the laser pointer to engage Angel. That was my plan, at least.

Angel rolled over and nuzzled his face into my groin. I hadn’t been expecting that at all. He was so reserved and standoffish. Who would have guessed that under all that hissing and spitting he was a dirty little kitty? Well, if this was how he wanted to play, who was I to stop him?

“What, Pineapple? Are you asking for a special treat?” I stroked his hooded head before coaxing his gaze up to mine.

When our eyes met, I found mischief dancing in those luminous orbs. He meowed at me before returning to nosing at my crotch. Patience might be a virtue, but a man could only behave for so long. This opportunity had been presented, and I was going to take it.

I pressed Angel away from me and, after some painful and awkward fumbling, I got to my feet. I looked at the couch and debated whether we should do things here or take it upstairs. Something butted against my leg and looking down, I found Angel and Damon looking up at me. The sight of them both on the knees in front of me short circuited my brain. Couch it is then.

Mind made up, I moved to the couch. I grabbed the throw blanket draped over the back of the couch and spread it over the cushions. That should catch any mess we make and save the furniture. I turn and plant my ass in a seat. I crook my finger with a low whistle. “Come here, boys.”

The pair crawled their way to me as I pulled my dick and balls out of my pants. A relieved sigh escaped me as my aching length met the cool air of the room. Two pairs of eyes were fixed on my hand as I gave my shaft a lazy stroke. These boys were hungry, and I had just the thing to sate that hunger.

“Look at this nice bone Master has for you.” They both inched closer and wedged between my legs. “It has a creamy surprise inside if you lick it just right.” Angel was so close that I tapped the tip of my dick against his lips. “Go ahead and have a taste.”

Two heads descended, and I groaned as their tongues trailed over my cock. My head fell back, and I closed my eyes as I sank into the feeling of euphoria that swept over me. Nothing other than my fleshjack or hand had touched my dick in forever. So I planned to savor every second of this.

A gasp escaped my lips as simultaneously my cock head was enveloped in moist warmth and my balls were given a tongue bath. Fuck, having two guys at the same time was amazing. Ten out of ten would recommend.

I was pretty sure Angel was the one with my dick in his mouth. Reaching out, I expected to have my hand brush his hood but ended up with a handful of hair. When had he taken off his hood? As the silky tresses slid through my fingers, I stopped myself from tightening my grip. Fucking his face could happen another day. Right now, I had to behave. I couldn’t scare these boys away after finally getting to this point with them.

There’s always next time . I smirked as my head fell forward and opened my eyes. I’d been right about who was swallowing my cock. Angel had more than half my length in his mouth. He was hindered from going all the way down by Damon, who was merrily sucking on my sac.

Through the haze of lust, a devious idea struck me. Taking hold of Damon’s hood ear, I coaxed him away from my balls. He tilted his head to the side, looking confused. I removed his hood and pulled him up so I could reach his ear. “I think Angel needs more incentive to get the cream, boy. Can you help me?” He gave an excited bark and wagged his behind. “I think it’s time for you to eat out.”

He nodded in understanding with a yip. He dropped on all fours and scurried behind the other man. He scuttled into a comfortable position and moved Angel’s tail to the side.

Angel moved to stop blowing me, but I held his head in place. The glare he shot me was adorable. I thrust my hips up just enough to make him uncomfortable. “Master didn’t tell you to stop, Kitten.”

He coughed around me but went back to bobbing his head. Damon looked up at me, and I gave him a nod. I watched as he parted Angel’s cheeks and buried his face in his crack. A muffled cry came from Angel, and I had to bite the inside of my lip to keep from snickering. I loved tormenting my boys.

Time to double down. I lifted my socked foot and pressed it to Angel’s crotch. Tracing the outline of his cock through his jock, I teased him until he was panting around my length. “Do you want to come?” He rolled his eyes at me and earned himself a slap on his ass. “Don’t sass me or you won’t be coming at all tonight.”

That got his attention. He came off my dick with a sad mewl and gave me an innocent, apologetic look. I didn’t believe for a second he was sorry. The little shit just wanted to get off. Well, I’d just make him work for it.

I didn’t miss how he squirmed while Damon ate him out like a starving man. I teased his length some more as he panted with his head resting on my thigh. “If you want to come tonight, you have to get me and Damon off.” I fisted my hand in his hair and forced his head up. “And if you come before either of us, I’m putting you in a cock cage for a week.”

Was I being a bit mean? Yes. Did I give a damn? No. I would have been nice, but he’d just had to be a brat. So now he could learn I wouldn’t put up with his shit.

Panic filled his eyes. I could guess he wasn’t fond of that idea. His head popped up, and he took my entire length down to the base. Taken by surprise, I grunted as he hollowed out his cheeks and used his hands in tandem. It was good to know that he could put his all into a task, but damn, he’d have me blowing in no time.

I couldn’t make it that easy for him. “Sunny, I think Pineapple deserves another treat.” Damon paused, and we shared a meaningful look. His eyes shimmered with delight. He scrambled on all fours over to the coffee table and produced a bottle of lube from a hidden drawer. These boys were clever.

Coming back, he knelt behind Angel and slicked up his cock. Looks like he’d expected this and had prepped the smaller man. I worked to focus my attention on him to keep from coming. Angel was really damn good and had pulled out all the stops.

“Ah, fuck. You are always so tight, no matter how much I prep you.” Damon groaned as he pushed into Angel.

Angel came off my dick with a wet pop. “Shit. Damn, Damon, why is your cock so stupid big?”

Watching him pant as he struggled to take Damon’s length was revving up my engine. The way his face scrunched up in a mix of pleasure and pain was straight out of my fantasies. I wanted to see that face over and over again. Would I be a super creep if I snapped a picture? Yeah, probably, but damn if I wasn’t tempted. He looked like a perfect work of art, and my hands itched to paint him as he was.

It had been ages since I’d painted a live person. Painting these two would be refreshing and could lead to some more sexy fun. Right now, I had aching balls and an erotic live show before me. Angel needed to get back to work sucking me off.

I grabbed a fistful of his hair and guided his lips back to my prick. “Did you forget you have a job to do?”

Angel grunted as Damon gave a hard thrust but opened his mouth to take in my length. His movements were uncoordinated as he worked his mouth and hand over me. His eyes were glossy with euphoria. I bet if I could reach his cock, it would take a handful of strokes to send him flying.

The idea of him having his cock caged at work was much too alluring an idea. Sue me, I was a sadist. I’d chalk this up to him, needing to work on his endurance. While my hands couldn’t get to his crotch, I had a perfectly good foot that was up to the task.

I pressed the ball of my foot into his groin and dragged it along his length. Reaching the tip, I toyed with it between my toes. This was hard to do, wearing a sock and having a jock in the way. Where there was a will, there was a way, they say.

“Ah, stop.” Angel had abandoned blowing me and had his head laid on my thigh.

I carded my fingers through his hair. “What color are we, Pineapple?”

His eyes were unfocused, and his breaths came in little bursts. “Huh?”

“Color, boy.” I put a little force into my voice and that helped him focus.

“Gr-EEN!” His keening cry filled the room and as he came.

My sock had a new wet spot as his cock pulsed in his underwear. Damon wrapped his arms around Angel and hauled him back so his front met his back. He pistoned into him, chasing his release. I had no intention of being left out. I got to my feet and fisted my dick.

I pumped it hard, having been dancing on the edge for a while. I could feel my balls drawing up as I tipped over the edge. Ropes of cum shot from my cock and splattered all over Angel’s naked chest and neck. Damn, he looked good with a pearl necklace.

Damon had been right on my heels. He was buried balls deep in Angel and bellowed as he came. With all of us spent, we tumbled into a heap on the floor. I pulled the boys close, not caring if my shirt got covered in spunk. I stroked Damon’s arm as I nuzzled Angel’s head. “You boys did so good.”

Angel gave a derisive snort. “Don’t get used to it. This was a one-time thing.”

I bit back a chuckle. That’s what you think.