Bondage (40 page)

Noah tugged on Phan's hair and pushed his hips forward so he was back on his feet instead of leaning on the desk. He couldn't quite stand straight with Phan's fingers in his ass so he bent his knees slightly and started to thrust, panting with the effort as he shoved his cock down Phan's throat. His eyes closed as he came and he tossed his head back with a cry as Phan swallowed around him. "Yes! Phan! Thank you, sir. Oh, God." He fell back heavily against the desk again, bracing one hand and panting hard.

"Let him go, Phan." Tobias waited for a count of three and then said, "Phan!" much more sharply.

"Sorry, sir," Phan said, pulling away. "He was still shooting." Phan's eyes were dark, his chest rising and falling rapidly. "Sir?" he asked, pleading.

Tobias looked him over and smiled. "So pretty, dear." he praised. "Help Noah over here, if he can move yet, and then find yourself a toy. I'd like to watch you for a while, I think."

Phan beamed and finally stopped stroking his fingers in and out of Noah. "Come on, kitten," he coaxed. "Sir wants you to sit on his lap." He giggled and licked Noah's nipple ring.

"Sitting sounds like a good idea," Noah said still half-dazed by his climax. He leaned slightly on Phan and groped him a bit while he let Phan lead him over to where Tobias was seated.

"That's it, sweetheart," Tobias said. He held out one arm, let Phan turn the mostly oblivious Noah, and guided his cock right into Noah's slick and open body as Phan let Noah "sit."

Noah groaned and came back to life abruptly. "Oh, fuck," he groaned again, one hand moving quickly to the arm of the chair. He shifted and let Tobias take his weight, adjusting until he felt comfortable. He turned his head over his shoulder toward Tobias. "Sir."

"Yes?" Tobias asked innocently, pushing a little deeper. Noah was hot and clinging to him, his body moving so slightly, but every flutter of his muscles was reverberating through Tobias. "Phantom, you might want to hurry," he said a little unevenly.

Noah leaned back against Tobias and straddled his legs. He glanced up at the mention of Phan's name, as if he'd forgotten he was there. "Gonna watch him, sir?" he asked roughly, rocking his hips forward and back again.

"Oh, yes," Tobias breathed, his hands on Noah's hips. "We are." He thrust minutely into Noah and then just let Noah dictate the pace, his own attention on Phan.

Phan had apparently taken the admonition to hurry up to heart, and had scrabbled for a dildo and lube. The toy itself was fairly plain, maybe two inches thick and six or seven long, but Phan didn't seem to even notice as he arranged himself on the couch. He draped one foot over the back and had the other on the floor, and he wasted no time at all in sliding a finger into himself.

"Pretty," Tobias said in Noah's ear.

"Hot, Phan." Noah eyes were riveted on the boy. He wasn't moving much, just slow, shallow rolls of his hips, rocking gently in Tobias' lap.

"More," Tobias ordered, though he wasn't sure which of them he meant. Phan obliged, adding a finger to his ass, stretching himself wide.

"Oh, God," Phan moaned, his eyes on the ceiling.

"Don't come yet, boy," Tobias said, his fingers digging into Noah's hips a little.

"No, sir." He shoved a third finger into his hole, his entire body curling up as a tremor raced through him. "Sir--"

"Fuck yourself," Tobias hissed, his breathing getting ragged. "Noah. Ride me."

Noah groaned and arched in Tobias' lap. "Yes, sir." He started to grind and rock his hips, gripping the arms of Tobias' chair for leverage. Once he got a rhythm going he was able to stretch farther, impaling himself on Tobias' cock over and over, deeper and faster the hotter Phan became.

Phan finally looked at them, his eyes wild. "Sir. Noah." He reached for the dildo and slammed it into himself in one thrust that had to have hurt. "Fuck, yes!" he screamed, his back arching and his hips starting to move.

"Jesus," Noah growled, still watching Phan as he moved. "Sir," he panted. "Phone's..." he waved a hand in the direction of Tobias' desk and that was the first that Tobias realized his office line was ringing.

Tobias swore and gripped Noah's hips. "Stay," he ordered. "And you--" He glanced at Phan, "--keep going."

The phone rang again, the peculiar double ring that signaled an internal line. With a smirk and a glance at the wall he shared with Bradford, he picked up the receiver. "Too noisy?" he inquired politely.

"It's entertaining, I must admit," Bradford said casually, an answering grin evident in his voice. "Whatever it is you've done to your boys has got Nikki hard."

"How nice for you," Tobias said, his eyes on Phan's hand as he worked the dildo in and out of his ass. "I'm glad we could--" He took a deep breath as Noah rocked slowly on him. "Oh, God," he said faintly. "Do you wish to hear the end, or shall we hang up?" he asked Bradford.

Bradford laughed. "No, I was just calling to badger you actually, simply because I could. Please don't let me interrupt further."

"Sure, whatever," Tobias said, tossing the receiver away. He had no idea if it disconnected or not, nor did he care. With a long groan he lifted Noah off his cock and gave him a gentle shove. "All fours, pet. Suck him."

Phan's eyes widened again and then rolled back in his head as he apparently tried to stop himself from coming. His hand stilled, his entire body tense, and Tobias had to be near him. He'd take Noah, be with them both... just as soon as Noah hurried up and bent over.

"Now, pet?" he said, hoping Noah would get his reflexes back immediately.

Noah blinked and didn't wait for his legs to be entirely sturdy. He stumbled to Phan and knelt on the floor bending over Phan's hips. "Here I am, hon," he said in a strange, soothing voice and smoothed his fingers over Phan's belly. "Right here." He opened his mouth and greedily devoured the boy.

"That's it," Tobias said, mostly to himself; he doubted either of them even heard him. He moved behind Noah and shoved himself back in, thrusting into his boy in a pounding rhythm. With a groan that was mostly snarl, he leaned forward and to the side, kissing Phan deeply.

Joined. Cock and ass, mouth and dick, the three of them found an irregular and unstable pattern of thrusts and sounds that meant nothing to anyone that wasn't them. Phan cried out into Tobias' mouth and Noah was moaning and humming, the sound muffled by Phan's prick.

Tobias forced himself to leave Phan's kiss, and with a final grunt of his own he reached for Phan's toy, twisting it hard. Phan screamed, his hips out of control, and Tobias froze, shooting deep into Noah.

Noah went still and took Phan's thrusts, swallowing the boy's spunk, even as Tobias filled him with his own. Noah had to tear his mouth from Phan before the boy was entirely finished to gasp for air as he came, too, but licked Phan clean once he'd gotten his breath back. He lay across Phan's hips, looking well used and worn out. "Oh, God. Love you," he said softly, not indicating which one of his lovers he meant. Tobias took it to mean both of them.

Phan mumbled something and Tobias had to agree with him; far too boneless to make sense right then, but feeling just fine. He kissed both of his boys and held onto them, floating for a while.

"I love my job," he finally said, grinning broadly.

Tobias walked around the ring, checking the height of the whipping post and making sure that the doll was in easy range. "Phan," he called out. "Bring up the ring lights a bit, dear."

"Yes, sir," came Phan's voice from down the hall and a moment later the lights came up a little. "Enough?"

"Yes, thanks." Tobias nodded and paced back to the mark, coiling his whip as he walked. He snapped it twice and nodded again. "Done." He set the whip on the library table next to two more, as well as a selection of crops and an extensive collection of cat 'o nine tails. "What do you think, pet?" he asked Noah. "Are we ready?"

"Seem to be, sir." Noah ran his fingers along the lash of one whip and Tobias caught a smile. "Should be an eventful weekend. Do you
feel
ready?"

Tobias nodded. "Oddly, I do. I wondered what it would feel like to open the house and stables to clients, but I'm actually almost eager. It's been far too long since this place was used to its full potential."

Phantom came into the ring and stood on display. "The supply room is stocked, sir, and I've checked all the medical supplies."

"Good job," Tobias smiled. "Remind me to talk to you about getting your nipple pierced to match Noah; I rather like having you two standing together bare chested like this." He leered a little for effect and laughed as Phan preened. His boys were in jeans and boots, their collars gleaming; Tobias was quite sure they'd make an impression on the two clients coming for intensive weekend training.

"You said these Tops were new to the club, sir?" Noah asked. "They were men you interviewed?"

"Yes. Actually, Reid's sub was a member first. He's a good Top, just really wants to get better with the bullwhip. I suspect he's working up to a collaring, actually. His boy is coming with him... um, Taren? Do you know him?"

"Oh, Taren," Noah smiled. "Yes, sir. He's sweet. Very subby, kind of like Phan that way."

Phan grinned. "He's adorable. And Reid looked good in the testing. Who's the other one, sir?"

"A man named Jaxon. With an 'X', no less. He came recommended by several people and his interview was wonderful; his test scene was with Brian, who said it was a good experience. I was there and didn't see anything to raise any alarms." Tobias pointed to the cats. "Those are for him."

Noah looked the cats over. "Experimenting in slow torture, sir?" He seemed to be mostly joking, but he looked over at Phan and winked.

Tobias laughed. "Maybe next weekend, pet." He walked over to Phan and gave him a kiss. "He knows the rules, dear. You're mine, and he does nothing to you he wouldn't do to me. I'll be watching and helping, and before every session we'll go over the limits. All you have to do is... well, be you."

Phan nodded, smiling broadly. "Yes, sir."

Tobias kissed him again. "Mine," he growled.

"Yours," Phan replied, leaning into him. "Always."

"It's almost time, sir," Noah told him, gently interrupting the moment.

Tobias nodded and looked around. "All right then, boys. Go and make sure our guests get settled all right and then bring them here to me." He looked down at himself and straightened his tie. "Do I look all right?" he asked, suddenly wondering if he shouldn't have gone for the leather daddy look and jack boots.

Noah stepped close. Very close. "You look hot, sir. You can kick my ass any day."

Tobias laughed and kissed him. "Brat. Off you go, then. Buzz the intercom before you bring them down, please."

"Yes, sir." Noah turned and followed Phan up the aisle and out the door.

Tobias paced once more around the ring and found himself smiling. There was a tingle under his skin and he felt charged, alive. He was truly in his element.

He really did have to find a way to thank Bradford. For a birthday dinner, a protective net around Phantom, a nudge to retire. If the man weren't such a wonderful pervert, Tobias might have suspected a bit of angel in him.

Laughing to himself at the thought, Tobias centered himself and used his breathing to bring himself back to earth; one could hardly instruct if one's brain and heart were soaring far above the ring. The buzz of the intercom was welcome when it came about twenty minutes later and Tobias readied himself, standing in the center of his ring.

Noah and Phantom brought the clients in and walked, side by side, up the aisle and across the ring, one going to either side and standing on display just behind his shoulders.

Jaxon and Reid nodded to Tobias respectfully; Taren sank to his knees behind his Master.

"Welcome to the farm," Tobias said with a smile. "Shall we begin?"