Deliver Us (55 page)

Once the bed has been carried outside and set in the back of Ben’s truck, Darrek and Ben join them for drinks. At Gabriel’s urging, Darrek sits in front of Gabriel on the oversized leather chair in the corner, settling between Gabriel’s legs, with Gabriel’s arm draped possessively over his chest. Ben sits beside Kyle on the couch and pulls him back to lean against his chest as well, drinking down his rum in one swallow before reaching to refill his glass.

The bluish glow from the TV and the golden, upstairs hall light filtering down the steps are the only sources of illumination in the dark space. Already slightly buzzed from the beer, after a few more shots of rum, they all begin to feel the effects—all of them but Kyle, that is, who stops drinking after his first shot. They watch the game, but as the fourth inning becomes the sixth, the television is less and less the focus of their attentions.

It all starts with Gabriel simply dragging the backs of his curled fingers over the soft t-shirt covering the hard planes of Darrek’s stomach. Ben watches the arching movement of the touch, and then catches Gabriel’s eye when Darrek tilts his head back, nuzzling into the warmth of Gabriel’s neck.

Darrek knows Ben is staring at them, sees Kyle pretending he’s not watching as well. Even though all Gabriel is doing is caressing his midsection over his clothes, the act feels much more intimate. Blood heats Darrek’s skin, making his whole body begin to vibrate from the increasing pressure and warmth. The feeling only gets worse when Gabriel’s fingertips catch in the hem of his shirt, dragging it up to reveal a wide swath of skin. His stomach muscles contract at the next pass of Gabriel’s fingertips, and the feel of skin on skin, knowing they’re being observed. Back and forth over his navel and up almost to his sternum the warm, softly caressing touch of Gabriel’s hand goes. Darrek loops his right arm back around Gabriel’s neck, the move exposing even more of his chest as his shirt rucks up. He fingers through the soft hair at the nape of Gabriel’s neck as Gabriel’s fingers dip under the waistband of his jeans, pushing inside over the velvety smooth skin.

His soft exhale sounds louder than it should, especially with the blare from the TV. It gets lost in the tinny crowd noise and endless rise and fall of the announcer’s baritone voice. But when Gabriel’s hand slips out of Darrek’s pants only to rub firmly down the junction of his right thigh with his pelvis and downward along his inner thigh, Darrek’s small breathy grunt is clearly audible—especially when Ben reaches for the remote on the coffee table and mutes the sound on the television.

That’s when it really hits Darrek what’s happening. He starts to get self-conscious, seeing Kyle draw one of his legs up, pressing back into Ben as a wide hand strokes down the front of Kyle’s body. It reaches Kyle’s crotch and closes around it, gripping tightly there around the bulge between Kyle’s legs as Ben stares across at Darrek.

“Kiss me,” Gabriel whispers in Darrek’s ear, letting his thumb skitter over the head of Darrek’s cock through the rough denim. He sees the moment of reluctance in Darrek’s eyes, and says again, louder and with evident want, “
Kiss
me, Dare.”

His head fuzzy and a smile on his lips, Darrek leans farther back and catches Gabriel’s mouth in an open, hungry kiss.

Kyle watches Gabriel’s thumb drag up and down along the hard line of flesh encased in Darrek’s pants, and hears the soft, wet sounds of their kiss and low moans, even as Ben’s hand kneads him purposefully through his blue jeans. He wishes fleetingly that he were wearing the cock cage, unable to get so achingly erect. The thought makes him smile in delirious anxiousness. His heart rate speeds up as the reality of touching like this in front of each other sinks in. His breathing quickens.

Admittedly, Kyle has been in intimate situations with Gabriel and Ben countless times before for work, but this is different—
so much
different. And it’s not just because of Darrek’s presence. It’s because Kyle feels Ben’s love in every touch, sees Gabriel and Darrek’s love in their touches as well.
That’s
the difference. There was never love in it before in the dungeon. It was sex. Basic and primal and uncomplicated. This is so much more complicated.

But he trusts Gabriel, and he trusts Darrek even more. As he does with Ben, Kyle even trusts Darrek with his life. That’s not the issue. The issue is, without a doubt,
control
. It all feels too much out of control.

“Ben?” he whispers nervously, his voice lilting a little on the word.

“Shh...” he hushes, bringing his left hand up, closing it once around Kyle’s neck and the leather collar there. “I’ve got ya, kitty. Relax.”

The hand releases his throat and slides higher, over his opened, gasping mouth and even higher until it reaches his eyes, covering them tightly and sealing out all of the dim light, folding him in blackness. Kyle sighs and relaxes the tiniest bit.

“Better?”

“Yeah. Thank you, sir.”

That hand stays there while Ben’s other hand unzips Kyle’s pants.

Gabriel watches from the corner of his eye as Ben keeps Kyle blinded and tugs free his swollen cock. Communicating wordlessly with their eyes, as they did so often, for years, in the dungeons of Diadem, the two Dominants agree at once and proceed.

Stroking Kyle slowly, Ben watches Gabriel begin to work open Darrek’s jeans too. He does it carefully and gently. Darrek isn’t even fully aware that he’s doing it until he feels the sudden release of pressure as his cock springs free of its prison. Then he breaks the kiss and glances around. Darrek moans thickly, seeing Kyle, how his eyes are deliberately covered, and what Ben is doing to him, the way that Kyle’s hands curl tightly around Ben’s arm and leg as Ben slowly squeezes up and down his exposed, reddened dick. The sound of his voice causes Kyle’s cock to twitch in Ben’s hand. But then Gabriel starts stroking Darrek too and Ben is watching closely, staring at the growing length and thickness of Darrek’s cock in Gabriel’s hand.

“Do you trust me?” Gabriel asks his lover gently.

“You know I do,” is the equally hushed reply.

“Do you trust
Kyle?
Enough to let him touch you?”

Darrek stares up into Gabriel’s eyes, questioningly.

“I’d... I... want to be restrained for this,” he says in a quiet burst of words, confessing into Gabriel’s neck as he turns his face farther into the comforting heat of him. “Please.”

“Okay. Sit up a little.”

Gabriel lunges sideways and digs quickly in the side table’s drawer beside the chair. He knows they have a small supply of toys and S&M gear down here, and he finds what he’s looking for in only a moment. Pulling the leather ties from the drawer, Gabriel also pulls out a blindfold, tossing it one-handed to Ben who catches it out of the air and fits it snugly on Kyle’s face.

Gabriel guides both of Darrek’s arms behind his back, and has him brace his forearms together, hugging his elbows with his hands. Tying his arms together like that, Gabriel winds the leather strap around and around the length of Darrek’s forearms until they’re secured. Then he pulls Darrek back against his chest once more and goes back to stroking his cock to full hardness, corkscrewing his hand tightly along the shaft.

Running his free hand through Darrek’s hair, with his head leaned back on Gabriel’s left shoulder, Gabriel says gruffly to Ben, “Okay,” and beckons him over with a nod.

Glancing down his body, Darrek sees Ben get Kyle down on his knees making him crawl forward, over to their chair. Kyle stops a foot or two away when Ben places a hand on his shoulder, halting him. Then Ben moves around his kneeling, waiting submissive, and tugs Darrek’s jeans and underwear off of him.

“Oh,
shit
...” Darrek pants, suddenly unable to breathe properly as Kyle shifts closer at Ben’s urging.

Rubbing a thumb over and under the ridge of the leaking crown of Darrek’s dick, smearing the dripping wetness around and watching every fat drop that oozes free, Gabriel whispers to him, “I’m going to tell Kyle to suck you. Okay?”

“
Gabe
,” Darrek whines.

“Is that
okay
?” Gabriel presses.

Darrek nods. He stares down through lowered eyelashes as Kyle tentatively raises his hands and rests them on Darrek’s thighs, sliding even closer between Darrek’s legs. Ben kneels down behind Kyle, pulling Kyle’s pants farther down his body so that they puddle around his knees and guiding his legs as far apart as they’ll go. Darrek sees Ben’s right hand disappear behind Kyle, and hears the surprised gasp that parts Kyle’s lips wide, making his lips tremble. Kyle’s hands tighten momentarily around Darrek’s legs and then Darrek sees Ben’s arm flexing, pumping rhythmically in and out behind Kyle’s ass.

Fixated on the sight of Kyle getting fingered right in front of him, Darrek forgets himself until Gabriel wraps him in his hand and guides the head of his cock closer to Kyle’s lips. Ben closes his left hand around the back of Kyle’s neck and guides his head forward. Darrek’s wet cockhead rubs over the seam of Kyle’s lips at the urging of Gabriel’s hand. It’s too good, too obscene to watch, so Darrek closes his eyes.

“Go ahead, kitty. Use that pretty mouth for me,” Ben says.

Kyle whimpers as his tongue darts out and licks for the first time over Darrek’s flesh. After that small taste and too afraid it won’t be permitted to last, Kyle stops holding back and darts forward. He closes his lips just behind and around the head, taking Darrek in.

“Fuck!” Darrek rasps, bucking up. But then Gabriel’s hands brace his hips, holding him down.

Close, wet heat swallows him right down too fast and it feels so different than when Gabriel does it. But as incredibly hot as it is to have Kyle actually
sucking his dick
, it’s really Ben and Gabriel’s presence, encouraging this to happen, that drives Darrek into a frenzy. When he can’t shift his hips an inch due to the bruising hold Gabriel has on him, Darrek’s thighs and belly contract. He curls forward, gasping, as Kyle deep throats him.

“Oh
fffuck
!” he cries out, shuddering, pulsing thickly on Kyle’s soft, curling, suckling tongue.

Ben shifts behind Kyle, pushing a third finger into him, causing him to groan long and low around his mouthful of Darrek’s cock, and Kyle almost comes spontaneously right there, without anyone touching his dick. It’s just the sudden realization that Ben’s really going to fuck him while Gabriel and Darrek watch. He’s not just teasing him. He’s really going to do it, Kyle knows, from the way in which Ben’s fingers move rapidly and efficiently inside him, getting him ready.

Arching his back, he meets each thrust of Ben’s hand, fucking himself on it. He hears the others’ reactions as Darrek groans above him and Gabriel hums in pleasure.

“I’m gonna let go with my right hand, now,” Gabriel tells Darrek, “But I need you to stay still.”

“Okay,” Darrek whines. Then he feels Gabriel’s hand slide around the back of his leg, cupping under it.

“Spread your legs wide,” Gabriel says near his ear.

“W-why?”

“Gonna finger you while Kyle sucks you off.”

“
Shit!
Shit,
shit
,” Darrek whimpers, spreading out as requested. Each moan Kyle makes vibrates up his shaft and it’s too good, Darrek’s afraid he’s going to come any second. Trying to fight back the urge and control his breathing, he finds his throat suddenly locked up when Gabriel’s hand snakes around his opened legs and fingertips rub over his hole.

Watching Kyle take long sucking pulls of him, sucking up to the tip and licking out over the head each time before plunging back down to the root and swallowing around the fatness of his dick, Darrek also sees Ben’s eyes on them both. Darrek remembers, then, the feel and taste of Ben’s mouth, the easy way he’d kissed Darrek back and used his tongue. Darrek bites his lips closed as Ben intently watches Gabriel push two slicked fingers into him inches from Kyle’s mouth.

“G-gabe? Gabe, I’m gonna come...” he rasps weakly as the fingers fuck into him quick and deep. Kyle’s hands slide higher up his thighs and stroke gently over his skin while his stretched lips suckle at his dick. “Gabe!!”

“Not yet,” Gabriel commands, locking his left hand around Darrek’s pelvis when he starts to buck up into Kyle’s mouth again.

“I’m trying! But I... I...
fuck
!”

“Kyle,” Gabriel says in a husky purr, “You wanna touch him? C’mon. It’s okay.”

Kyle moans thickly around Darrek who hisses between clenched teeth. Darrek’s whole body goes tight as a rubber band when Kyle’s finger eases into him between Gabriel’s two that are already inside. Gabriel’s fingers scissor wide open, keeping Darrek’s hole stretched out while Kyle’s finger rubs through the ring of muscle and farther in, stroking up against his inner walls.

“Pull off,” Ben commands Kyle when he sees Darrek about to blow.

With a wet slurp, Kyle lets Darrek’s cock pop out from between his lips. It strains up into the air as Gabriel and Kyle finger him to orgasm. Darrek’s hips buck counter to the thrusts and then he’s coming. The white ropes of semen jet from the slit in the reddened wet tip, landing in splatters on his belly. That’s when Kyle circles the base of Darrek’s shaft with a hand and guides him lower. Still coming, some of the milky white drops land on Kyle’s tongue, which darts out of his opened mouth to catch what he can.

Darrek cries out in a wrenching whine. He shudders through his climax, riding the hands buried inside his tight hole.

Even before he’s fully spent, though, Gabriel’s fingers tug free and he moves away, getting up off of the chair and going to Kyle instead. He cradles Kyle’s face in his hands and licks into his mouth, chasing the hot taste of Darrek there, and sucking Kyle’s tongue clean of it.

If the sight of
that
wasn’t bad enough for Darrek, Kyle’s finger is still in him, pushing deeper as a second is added a moment later. Darrek keeps shuddering, tingling from head to toe, awash in blissful sensation, and he can feel his softened cock trying, already, somehow, to re-harden, twitching against his belly.

Ben shifts behind Kyle as Gabriel keeps kissing him. Pulling Kyle’s hips back, Ben thrusts his own forward. A small grunt forces out of Kyle’s mouth and into Gabriel as Ben fills him up in one push with his cock and begins to fuck him with tight slaps of his hips.