Bondage (22 page)

Tobias closed his eyes, surprised at the relief that he felt. He would have encouraged Phan to stay with them without a contract if that had been what Noah wanted, but in his heart he'd long known that this would come. Since the moment Noah told Phan to come with them, Tobias, in his bones, had wanted a contract. It felt right. It would make both him and Phantom feel secure. It might even make Noah more secure to have Phan's duties and rights laid out.

"Thank you," he said to Noah. "I... your generosity leaves me breathless sometimes, you know."

Phan was staring at Noah with wide eyes and an open mouth. "You'd really... You. Really?"

Noah glanced between them for a long moment, looking lost as to what to say. Finally, he just laughed. "Relax, you two, if that was your biggest worry about this subject, then the rest of this should be cake." Neither Tobias nor Phan said anything for another moment, so Noah kept talking. "Look, I had big issues, I know. I seem to be over them, which surprises me, too, believe me. I'm not saying I won't have others -- I reserve the right to wig out in the future -- but for now? For now I
have
a contract. I'm very secure in my relationship, and I can understand Phan needing a contract, too. It makes everything easier when there's a solid agreement in black and white."

Tobias nodded. "It makes things... clear. Leaves fewer things to chance," he agreed.

Phan was still looking somewhat shocked, but he sipped his tea and looked at Noah with shining eyes. "Thank you," he said softly.

"You're welcome." Noah winked at Phan and sipped his tea as well. "Of course, I have no idea how to go about this."

Phan gave him a wry grin and turned to Tobias. "Me neither."

"Well," Tobias said, stretching out on his side, legs across the bed, "we don't start writing at this very moment. It's a sudden thing, brought up in reaction to an event, and we all need to take some time to think about what we want. I know that a contract will be primarily between you and me, but Noah has a say -- can even sign with us, if he'd like."

"I'd rather not." Noah sighed. "Suppose you make it just between you two and Phan and I can sign a rider saying that we've read and agree to honor each other's contracts," he suggested. "As an agreement between us."

Tobias raised an eyebrow. "If you'd like. Can I ask what your thinking is? What you're feeling?"

"Me?" Noah looked into his mug thoughtfully. "I just think..." He looked back up at Tobias. "No offense to Phan, but I'd want our agreement to be between you and me. Between me and my Dom. It's a one-on-one understanding, and while this is an unusual circumstance, once that contract between you and Phan is signed, I want no part of enforcing it. It's not my place. If I sign off on it, then it becomes my responsibility, too." He squinted and looked at Phan. "Does that make sense?"

Phan nodded. "Perfect sense. I'd like to hear your ideas, though. Just so I know where your head and heart are."

"My ideas about your contract?" Noah looked confused and shook his head. "I don't want you to sign anything that doesn't completely meet your needs as a sub. There's no point in doing this if your needs aren't met, and so I don't think I should have any input as far as that goes." Noah looked between them. "Look. You two are doing an excellent job of trying to accommodate me. You're giving what I think and what I have to say more weight than your own voices. I appreciate your concern for me, but I'm asking you, please, stop."

"That's not fair to me," Tobias said, shaking his head. "I can't make an agreement outside of our relationship without your opinions. It's an impossibility, and I'll hold back. What I
can
do is negotiate with Phan and show you the results. But without your say it will be... restrained."

Noah sighed. "Maybe if you could ask me more specific questions? What is it you want my opinion on? I can't second-guess this. If you want me to participate in the negotiation, I will. Start negotiating. I can't know what I'll have issues with until I hear what you two want to agree to. You two know each other very well. I'm flying by the seat of my pants here. You saw how off guard I was in the playroom just now."

"We were all off guard," Tobias said gently. "We still are -- and, honestly, I'm exhausted." He leaned over and rubbed a hand along Noah's thigh. "We'll leave it for now."

He moved the touch to Phan, petting him through the duvet. "We'll talk when we're calmer."

Phan nodded, looking from one to the other. "Okay," he said softly. "I..." He sighed and tilted his head. "I hurt. My back is killing me."

Noah glanced quickly at Tobias with worried eyes and slid right off the bed. "I'll get your kit," he said and disappeared off to the playroom to do just that.

"Show me," Tobias ordered, and Phan sighed, setting his mug down and turning. "No, I mean show me. Lie down, flat out, on your stomach."

Phan rolled his eyes. "It's fine, just tender. You really went to town."

Tobias snorted. "Had to, didn't I?"

Phan nodded. "I guess so." He lay down, holding himself still as Tobias ran his fingers over the skin.

Tobias stood next to the bed and examined every mark, every bit of skin he'd struck. "Okay, a few bruises, one raw spot where the paddle or the crop scraped. And an acre of warmed skin." Tobias smiled, running his hand over Phan's ass. "Very warm."

Noah returned quickly with the first aid kit and set it on the bed. He whistled softly. "That looks warm, all right. I'm sure it hurts, Phan, but it sure looks pretty." He pulled out ointment and a couple of large cotton swabs, and started applying it to Phan's back, moving a little to be close to Tobias by the bed, but not in the way. "So, did it work for you? Did it ground you? Or have we completely ruined it now with this half-scattered talk of contracts?"

"I'm good," Phan said, his voice tight.

Tobias looked down at him and watched Noah smoothing ointment on. "Are you?" he asked, taking the ointment and smoothing it on Phan's ass. "Sure?"

"Grounded," Phan said shortly.

"Fine?" Tobias asked, winking at Noah.

"Fine. Thank you. Just... fine."

"You're sure?" Noah grinned. "Because I think Sir could find a couple of spots that haven't been hit. Maybe on the soles of your feet..."

Tobias laughed softly, rubbing a tiny bit harder and sliding his fingers up to tangle with Noah's.

"No, no," Phan said quickly. "I'm grounded. Sore. All together in my head. Thanks, though. Nice to see you're thinking of me, kiddo."

"I suppose you think you're helping?" Noah asked Tobias playfully, still trying to spread the ointment evenly despite the obstacle of Tobias' fingers.

"I am helping," Tobias insisted with a smile. "I could go back down here..." He slid his fingers over Phan's ass again, not even raising an eyebrow at the groan that caused. He'd been surprised Phan had kept it in that long.

Noah handed him the ointment. "Be my guest." He looked at Tobias. "Not to second-guess you, but are you going to get him in trouble with Dr. Brewer for flogging him? Or were crops okay?"

"She can talk to me if she's got
issues
with the way I take care of my boys," Tobias said shortly. And he'd very politely point out that he didn't damage Phan, didn't punish him or take payment for happiness. He'd met Phan's needs. Period. Phan tensed under his hands for a moment and then relaxed, moaning softly. Tobias leaned over him, hands still petting, and said, "I take care of my boy."

Phan whimpered.

Tobias smiled and looked over at Noah. "Want to help?" he asked.

"If it pleases you, sir," Noah answered with a similar smile and lowered eyes. "I am, as always, ready to serve."

"It pleases," Tobias growled, his hands still stroking Phan's ass. "Come here." He waited until Noah leaned closer and then took a kiss, pushing his tongue deep. With his knee, he urged Phan to spread his legs a bit. "Distract him, please," he said to Noah with a grin.

"Yes, sir." Noah slid his fingers between Phan's thighs and closed them around his balls. "Kiss me again?"

"Of course." Tobias grinned and dove into the kiss, listening to Phan moan and feeling him squirm under his hands. He could feel Noah smiling into the kiss, which was nice, but kind of odd. He thrust his tongue into Noah's mouth and made a sound -- not quite a moan -- and stroked his fingers between Phan's ass cheeks.

"Oh, God," Phan whimpered.

Noah returned the kiss with interest, and Tobias felt Noah's fingers moving near his own. When he finally pulled away, Noah looked down at Phan and slid his fingers farther under Phan's hips, to stroke him. "Your stripes look great, sir," Noah said in a low voice.

Tobias looked at Phan's ass and tilted his head, trying to study the boy clinically as he rubbed the soft skin between his balls and his hole. "Little uneven, don't you think?" he asked Noah.

Phan whimpered again and spread his legs, his ass tilting up, his hips lifting.

"He must have moved," Noah sounded amused. "But I particularly like this work through here." Noah reached out with his other hand and traced a set of stripes across Phan's thigh.

"Oh. Oh!" Phan shook, his head turning. "Noah."

Tobias laughed, sliding his hand under Phan to stroke his cock. "Problem, boy?"

"No, sir," Phan gasped.

"Oh, good." Tobias purred. He let Phan go and cupped his balls. "I wouldn't want you to be wanting for anything." He leaned over and kissed Noah again.

The kiss earned him a soft moan from Noah this time. Tobias suddenly felt fingers stroking him through his pants. "Mmm. Leather."

Tobias chuckled softly, fingers slipping and sliding and hips pushing. "You just noticed?"

"I noticed!" Phan piped up, groaning as Tobias rolled his balls.

"Of course you noticed, Phantom. You're a little slut," Noah teased, his voice light to soften his words. "I'd noticed, too," he said, turning back to Tobias. "Been itching to touch you." He pulled his fingers away from Phan and went to work on Tobias' fly.

Phan shifted on the bed, his legs spreading a little more as he moved closer to the edge of the bed. Tobias made a soft noise, smiling as Noah worked at his fly. "You're both sluts. My sluts." He sighed as Noah got his fly open, his cock pushing out at the same time he pushed a finger into Phan.

"Someone's happy to see me," Noah went right to his knees. He reached into Tobias' fly and freed his balls as well before leaning forward to bathe them thoroughly with his tongue.

"Always," Tobias moaned, his free hand stroking though Noah's hair. With the other, he stroked in and out of Phan slowly, listening to the wet sounds of Noah's mouth on his balls and the whimpery sighs from Phan as he started moving and pushing back.

"That's it," Tobias said softly. "That's my boys. Come on, make me feel good." He slipped a second finger into Phan, going slowly but still getting a needy gasp. "He's tight," Tobias told Noah.

Noah moaned for him in response and ran his tongue up the length of Tobias' erection. "Nice," he breathed, "I love his sounds."

Noah took Tobias slowly into his mouth, sliding over his erection until Tobias could feel the resistance at the back of his boy's throat. "God, pet," Tobias breathed, pushing a little deeper before pulling back. "So good." He glanced over at Phan, watching his fingers sliding into Phan's ass and matched their pace. "He wants to hear you, boy. I want to hear you."

Phan moaned, his ass lifting higher. "Please, sir," he whispered. "Feels so good."

Tobias hooked his fingers and Phan cried out; his own cock throbbed in response. He tightened his fingers in Noah's hair and growled. "That's it."

Noah slid up and down the length of Tobias' cock, making wet sounds and soft muffled moans. The pace wasn't rushing a thing, wasn't pushing Tobias at all, just letting him feel and enjoy. Noah reached for Phan again, maneuvering his hand under Phan's hips, and gripped him gently.

"Oh, God!" Phan gasped, his hips starting to work as he moved into Noah's hand. "Please, oh, please, yes."

Tobias watched, held his fingers still as Phan effectively fucked himself between the two hands. His own cock was rigid, Phan was soft and clinging around him, and Noah's mouth was magic. Tobias moaned, then moved once more, thrusting into them both a little harder.

Noah seemed to take the cue, sucking harder and picking up the pace. He took Tobias deep, only slowing now and then to get a deep breath before swallowing him down again.

Tobias groaned, his hips rocking harder, his fingers probing Phan, who was starting to pant and cry out in turns, yelling Noah's name and "sir" at the top of his voice. Tobias felt the growl in his chest, let it out and roared, coming down Noah's throat in spurts.

Noah swallowed, sucked, and licked Tobias until he was spent and clean, and then stood slowly, stepping in close. "You taste so good," he whispered, resting his head against Tobias' shoulder. He looked down at Phan, and Tobias watched as his hand sped up, pumping Phan harder, even as Phan pushed through his fingers.

Tobias kissed Noah's cheek and crawled onto the bed between Phan's legs, pulling Noah with him. He leaned over Phan's body, blanketing him, and said, "You're my boy," in a low growl.

"Sir!" Phan yelled, his ass clamping down on Tobias' fingers as he came, shaking and moaning.

Tobias kissed his spine and looked over at Noah. "Get naked," he ordered. "Now."

"Yes, sir." Noah let Phan go and moved away a few steps. He tugged off his T-shirt and jeans and tossed them onto the floor. Typically for an evening at home, he hadn't been wearing any underwear. When that was done, Noah stood carefully on display, eyes low and back straight. He was hard, not desperately so, but definitely nicely aroused.

Phan was panting, almost lying flat again, but Tobias could see him taking a few breaths to admire Noah. "Nice, huh?"

Phan nodded enthusiastically. "Uh-huh. He's beautiful, sir."

"What should I do with him, do you think?"

Phan grinned. "I could suck him off for you?" he suggested.

"Ah, no. Brat." Tobias grinned and kissed Phan's back again. "Any other ideas?"