“Are you sure you want me to stop? I’m going to have Trey top you as soon as I’m done.”

Oh how Trey loved this woman. His cock began to jump in excitement.

“Not happening,” Ethan growled.

“Why not?” Reagan asked.

“Because I’m a top.”

“Tonight you’re a switch.”

Reagan released Ethan’s cock and moved back to Trey. She leaned close to his ear. “Do you want him?”

“God, yes. I love cherries.”

Reagan laughed. “That’s kind of evident in the number of cherry suckers you eat in a day.”

“I mean the other kind of cherry.”

Reagan’s brow furrowed.

“Ethan’s never been penetrated,” Trey clarified. “He’s a virgin.”

Reagan’s eyes widened. “But I thought…”

“He has always topped.”

She glanced at Ethan. “We can’t force him. That would be wrong.”

Trey grinned at her crookedly and said quietly, “Release me and we won’t have to. I’ll have him begging for it in no time.”

“Not a chance,” Ethan, who apparently had superhuman hearing, said.

Reagan kissed Trey and then moved behind him to unfasten his restraints. As soon as he was free, he pulled Reagan against him and kissed her deeply for several long minutes.

“This is completely unfair,” Ethan grumbled.

Trey pulled away from Reagan. “I agree. You’re about to get all the pleasure and you’re the only one in the room who’s already come.”

“Release me,” he demanded.

Trey chuckled. “Not until we’re finished with you.”

Trey reached for his discarded jeans and removed the cherry-flavored lube from his pocket. Reagan watched him as he moved to stand in front Ethan. Trey coated Ethan’s now flaccid cock with lube and then sank to his knees to suck him. It took Ethan a while to relax. Trey had been with enough virgins to know how to make the entire experience pleasurable, but his partner had to both trust him and be relaxed. Being restrained would make it difficult for Ethan to trust him, and he was far from relaxed. It did excite him though. Within minutes, his cock grew thick and hard within Trey’s persistently tugging mouth. When Ethan began to moan and thrust gently into Trey’s throat, Trey moved away. He needed to lower the beam a little. Ethan was a few inches taller than he was. Trey turned his head and found Reagan watching him with her hand up her skirt.

Trey grinned slyly. “Do you like watching that?”

She bit her lip and nodded.

“Are you rubbing yourself?”

She lifted her skirt and showed him that her fingers were buried deep inside her swollen pussy.

“Do you want me to take care of you first?” Trey asked her.

She shook her head. “I want you both. Later. Can I help you? I need something to occupy myself.”

Trey climbed to his feet. “Keep him hard for me.”

Trey went to the control panel on the wall and carefully depressed the switch he’d watched Jace push earlier. After the beam had lowered a couple of inches, he stopped it and locked it in place again. He turned and found Reagan bent forward at the waist sucking Ethan’s cock while she plunged the fingers of her free hand in and out of her body. Ethan was watching her in the mirror with an almost pained expression on his face. That should help him be more receptive to all the things Trey planned to do to him. Trey moved to stand behind Ethan and leaned against his back. He settled his hard cock between the taut cheeks of Ethan’s ass, took one cheek in each hand, and massaged them around his cock. When the tension went out of Ethan’s spine, Trey slid down his body. He kissed and sucked and bit Ethan’s firm backside until he started to whimper. Trey drew his tongue over the entrance to Ethan’s body and Ethan shuddered, sucking harsh, excited breaths into his chest.

Trey squirted some cherry-flavored lube on two fingers and rubbed them over Ethan’s tight hole, massaging in small circles until a fingertip slipped inside.

“Oh,” Ethan gasped.

Trey was surprised Ethan wasn’t putting up more resistance. Trey added the motions of his tongue to that of his fingers. Lapping at the sweetly flavored lube, he caught his piercing on the rim of Ethan’s entrance with each hard flick.

“Trey, Trey,” he gasped, fighting his chains now.

Trey leaned away. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No, no,” he groaned, “but just your finger. Put it inside. Deeper.”

Trey slowly pressed one finger inside him. He peeked around Ethan’s body to see how Reagan was doing. He could hear her slurping and sucking, but he hadn’t been prepared for the enthusiasm she was showing Ethan’s cock. And what he saw of her in the mirror was even more mind-blowing. Her thighs were slick with her cum and she was still working herself with her hand. He and Ethan were going to reward her for hours for being so wonderful.

“Deeper,” Ethan urged. “Trey.”

Trey forced his attention off Reagan and to what he was doing with Ethan. Trey’s balls protested their lack of relief. He was tempted to skip this step and plunge into Ethan’s body, but Ethan was still a little tense. Trey added more lube to his fingers and slipped two of them inside, thrusting gently in and out of Ethan’s increasingly receptive body.

“Deeper,” Ethan whispered.

Trey’s fingers were already as deep as they would go. He began to move them in an increasingly wide circle.

Ethan was chanting to deities now.

“Tell me what you want, Ethan,” Trey urged.

“Deeper,” he gasped. “Harder, Reagan. Suck harder.”

“Ethan, what do you need?” Trey asked, reaching for a condom from his pants pocket, while he continued to prepare Ethan for full penetration with three fingers now.

“I need fucked, Trey. Do it.”

Trey pulled his fingers free and Ethan sputtered in denial.

“No, no, don’t stop.”

Trey rolled the condom over his straining cock and moved into place behind Ethan. He slathered lube down his length and then pressed the head of his cock into Ethan’s opening. Ethan rocked back against him, wanting to be rammed, but Trey didn’t want to hurt him. Not their first time. He hoped this would become a regular part of their lovemaking. They could get a little rougher next time if that’s what Ethan wanted.

Trey held Ethan’s hips and guided himself into him slowly, adjusting his angle if he encountered any resistance. Ethan’s entire body trembled as he accepted Trey. Completely accepted him.

“Are you okay, baby?” Trey whispered, wrapping his arms around Ethan’s waist and pressing open-mouthed kisses to his back.

“No wonder you like this,” he gasped. “What does it feel like to have someone inside of you when you come?”

“We’ll show you.”

Trey began to move inside him then. Slowly at first, careful to cause as little pain as possible, and then more rapidly at Ethan’s insistence. Trey hoped Ethan found release soon, because as excited as he was, he knew he wouldn’t last long, especially when Reagan’s hand appeared between his thighs and massaged his balls against Ethan’s.

Reagan pulled away, and Trey watched Ethan’s fluids jet from his body as his ass clenched around Trey’s cock.

“Fuck,” Ethan growled, his head thrown back in pure bliss.

Trey continued to thrust until Ethan stopped spurting and then Trey let go, shuddering hard as pleasure consumed him. He collapsed against Ethan’s back, attempting to regain his breath. Trey reached over and released Ethan’s restraints. The chains gave way with a loud clank and they sank to the floor on their knees, both too weary to stand.

A pair of sexy white boots entered Trey’s line of sight. He glanced up at Reagan who was standing over them with her hands on her hips.

“Watching you two get off on each other really turns me on, but I think it’s my turn now.”

Trey figured she had more than one turn owed to her.

Reagan emitted a squeak of surprise when Ethan wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her to the dungeon floor. “I think our Mistress needs to be taught a lesson,” he said gruffly.