Page 124 of All Tied Up

Neil shook his head. “No, Sir. Just do it. I don’t even know what I like, so do whatever pleases you.”

Jamie knew that answer pleased Daddy very much, even before he devoured Neil’s mouth, leaving all of them panting.

Daddy’s check-in with Jamie was briefer. “Color, Dragonfly?”

“Turquoise.”

Daddy rolled his eyes. “I’m going to assume that’s a type of green.”

“It’s the color of dragonflies.”

“Of green dragonflies,” Daddy emphasized.

“If you insist.”

Daddy sounded like he was complaining, but he and Neil were both laughing now. You couldn’t take kink too seriously.

“On your backs, boys.”

Once they were settled, Daddy came up to straddle both of their legs where they were pressed together. He ran one hand down each of their chests, then, without further fanfare, grasped their cocks.

Jamie whimpered, his pleasure doubling when he heard Neil groan.

Daddy stroked faster, making them thrust up against him in unison. But just as Jamie was sure he would come, Daddy stopped.

Jamie threw his head back, trying to absorb that terrible, wonderful feeling of being denied, then looked over to see Neil struggling with the same thing. He was gorgeous.

Daddy’s hands returned, but this time they were all business, tightly securing Jamie’s cock with one loop of… ribbon maybe? Something flexible and thin. Another length wrapped around his balls. Jamie relaxed into that floating feeling of putting himself in his Daddy’s care.

By Neil’s surprised and pleased grunts, it seemed that Daddy was doing the same thing to him.

Jamie looked down at their matching cocks, tied up with pretty black bows. They were equally hard and red, aching for release that Daddy was denying them. Everything was better with Neil here.

“Sit up, Cricket,” Daddy commanded with his deep Dom voice.

Jamie loved that melty look Neil got whenever he heard his nickname. Jamie would have to make sure they both said it every day.

“Yes, Sir,” Neil answered, seeming to enjoy that just as much. Jamie could only hope that he’d one day say Daddy instead.

When Neil was sitting up, legs in front of him, Daddy instructed Jamie to climb onto his lap, facing him. Their cocks rubbed together with glorious friction, made better with the knowledge that they couldn’t get off.

“Kiss,” was the next command.

So Jamie kissed Neil, decadently and luxuriously, while Daddy ran a double length of rope around their chests, binding them together. Jamie could feel his breathing slow, even as his arousal increased. He loved being bound, that helpless, secure feeling of being absolutely at his Daddy’s mercy.

It meant he could give himself over and just feel. Right now, he was drowning in the sensation of the ropes crisscrossing over his skin, and Neil’s soft mouth. The way that their bodies fit perfectly together.

“I’m going to help you lay back,” Daddy said more gently now. “Keep kissing.”

Jamie followed the flow of movement until he was resting on Neil’s chest. Daddy pulled both of their arms over their heads and began coiling their wrists and forearms together.

“How’s that?” Daddy asked.

Neil broke off the kiss to answer. “It’s… it’s amazing, Sir. I thought this was something I would like, but it’s even better than I imagined. It’s like…” He gave a happy laugh, shaking Jamie’s body with him. “It’s like everything.”

Jamie loved seeing him laugh. He loved being bound so tightly to him that neither of them could escape. Neil was going on this new journey, and he got to feel every response that rippled through his body. “Mmmm... “ Jamie agreed. “And this is just the beginning.”

“Straighten your legs, both of you,” Daddy instructed quietly. “I’m going to move you onto your side.” Jamie was always amazed by how Daddy’s voice went soft and reverent once he had someone in bondage. It was like he already knew he had them completely at his mercy, so he didn’t need to exert his dominance in any other way.