Carrick
“Carrick! Bad dog!”
I tossed Zac a wink but kept at it, licking Tay’s ass; he was shivering hard, cursing like a sailor, and I was loving it. Zac tried scolding me again, but I just shoved my tongue deeper into Tay, making him cry out and dig his nails into Zac’s leg. He jumped up at that, grabbing me by the collar.
“No. Not your turn yet.”
I groaned and rolled my eyes… the puppy thing was fun and all, but how long was he expecting me to just sit there? But he dragged me across the room anyway, tying me back down to the table.
“Now stay. And if you’re good, maybe you’ll get a turn later.” Zac gave me another look, then went back to Taylor, who was still quivering. “Sorry about that, baby. He’s still not very well behaved.”
The two of them talked quietly for a minute, but I kinda tuned them out. It wasn’t that I minded them being all lovey; I knew how it was. But this… this was a little too much like having it shoved in my face. Still, I tried to shove those thoughts back as Zac smirked at me.
I watched as Zac grabbed Tay’s hips, grinding against him; emotional bullshit aside, it was still hot as hell to watch them together, kissing, touching every part of skin they could get their hands on.
“Roll over,” I heard Zac say, and it took me a second to realize he’d been talking to Taylor. Tay seemed to be surprised by that too, pulling back and staring. I tried not to laugh, but Zac had been pushing it with Tay all day.
“Do I need to remind you again?” He asked, a hint of growl to his voice. “That,” he said, pointing to me, “is your dog. Not. me.”
“I didn’t mean it that way.” Zac pouted. “I know you’re not my pet.”
Tay huffed, and honestly I wasn’t too happy with Zac’s tone, either. He seemed to be taking the whole ‘pet’ thing a little too seriously.
“Aww come on, Tay,” Zac whined, giving his best puppy dog eyes. “Please roll over?”
Tay was about to crumble; Zac was just too good. It was adorable and hilarious, and I had to chuckle. Tay gave me a look, and his expression changed.
“Uh-uh,” he said to Zac. “You roll over.” And with that he grabbed Zac’s shoulder, forcing him to his knees. It was a ballsy move, and not something I’d expected from him… and neither had Zac, apparently. Tay wasn’t usually the dominant one, but having Zac treat him like a pet must’ve sparked something. He leaned over Zac, whispering something in his ear, then looked back at me. After a second he came over and unclipped my leash, then returned to his place behind Zac.
“”C’mere boy.”
I looked between them, partly playing dumb but also genuinely curious what Tay had in mind.
“Tay,” Zac said, sounding equally confused.
“Come,” Tay ordered again, with a surprising assertiveness.
“Do what he says, Carrick,” Zac sighed; I kept an eye on him as I shuffled closer. Tay held out a hand, and stuck his tongue out a bit, and I got the hint. I closed the distance, licking and sucking on his fingers.
“Good boy,” he said softly, his eyes fluttering shut for a moment. “Okay, that’s enough, sit.”
I sat back, grinning, and watched Tay lean over Zac again, pressing a finger against him and biting his shoulder. Zac whimpered and moaned as Tay fingered him, and normally I would’ve been loving every second. But I just couldn’t seem to get into it for some reason. They weren’t letting me play along, but that was just part of the game… right?
Tay turned to me and smirked, and it started to click. I wasn’t just not allowed to join; I was being forced to sit back and watch. I sneered at Tay as I thought about it; this wasn’t something Zac planned, it couldn’t have been. It was like Christmas morning all over, Tay trying to prove he was the alpha.
“Poor little puppy, watching us have all the fun…” Tay stared right at me as he slowed his fingers, twisting and curling them into Zac.
“He’ll get to play… later…” Zac panted, and I grinned at him; at least he hadn’t forgotten me. But Tay chose that moment, on purpose I was sure now, to curl his fingers again and make Zac cry out his name.
“You ready baby?” He asked, tugging Zac’s hair.
“Yes… So ready for you…”
Tay pulled his fingers out and gripped Zac’s hips, sliding halfway in with one thrust. Zac pushed his hips back, closing the gap, as they both cursed and moaned each other’s names. I squirmed, the sight still hot as hell, but my mind was fighting it, the complicated emotions getting in the way.
I tried to stroke myself as they started going at it, but with my wrists tied together, there was only so much I could do without falling over.
“Poor puppy,” Zac said, looking back at me and chuckling; Taylor laughed too, but I had a feeling he was more laughing at than with. He picked up the pace and Zac whimpered; he was really going at it, and I narrowed my eyes, worried he was pushing Zac too hard.
“Just be a good boy a little longer,” Zac half-moaned, “and we’ll let you play again.”
I sighed and rolled my eyes; honestly I wasn’t so sure I even wanted to anymore. But then Tay decided to get rough, pulling Zac’s hair and scratching his back. Zac cried out, arching his back and moaning; I’d never seen Tay get so aggressive.
He looked at me then, just as he angled his hips to make Zac scream. I was starting to really not be happy with Tay and his jealousy bullshit. I stared him down and shook my head slowly, hoping he’d get the hint and cut the crap. It seemed like he was about to let up, reaching around to stroke Zac, but then he bit down on his shoulder again, hard.
It took me a second to realize I was growling at him.
“I think… the puppy wants to play…” Zac said, whimpering as Tay bit down again.
“Yeah? Think he deserves it?”
“He’s been good for a while…”
Tay pulled Zac’s hair again, hard enough to yank his head back, and I growled again. If Tay wanted to play tough guy that was fine, but he didn’t need to hurt Zac to do it. Zac heard me that time, turning back to stare at me.
“Tay, I don’t think he likes it when you do that,” Zac said, snickering. “Fuck!” He hissed as Tay dragged both sets of nails down his back, and once again I let out a growl of warning. Tay stared me down as he sunk his teeth into Zac’s neck, and without even thinking I started forward a bit. Tay’s eyes widened, a sudden flash of fear. Good.
“No, Carrick!” Zac said, and I stopped short. “Stay.”
I held still for Zac’s sake, but the smug grin on Tay’s lips made me really, really want to disobey. But even worse than that, worse than the biting and scratching and showing off, Tay leaned down to kiss Zac’s neck. While watching me.
“So good, baby,” he said softly, leaning his head on Zac’s. “Love you. So much.”
“Love you too, Tay. So fucking much.”
I wanted to pretend I hadn’t heard, and really it was stupid because I knew how much they loved each other. That didn’t stop the words from hurting, though. And then, Tay wrapped an arm around Zac, placing his hand over his heart.
“Mine,” he half-whispered in Zac’s ear. “Forever.”
“Yours, baby,” Zac moaned in response.
I bit my lip, sitting back. I had a sudden desire to be anywhere but there.
“And I’m yours,” Tay answered. “God, I love you.”
“I love you too.” Zac glanced over at me and frowned; I tried not to look upset, but I had a feeling I was failing. “Tay, baby… you think we can let the puppy play soon?”
“Sure baby,” Tay replied, nodding, then turned to me. “How bout it? Wanna play?” His smirk made me wonder if he really wanted me there at all, and I seriously considered getting up and walking away.
“Come on, boy,” Zac said with a smile, and my resolve wavered. “You’ve been good, now you get to play.”
Tay was being a dick, but at least Zac still wanted me there. I gave him a small smile, the best I could offer, and it seemed to help.
“That’s better. Come on, Tay. I’ll untie him.”
Tay gave Zac another kiss before pulling out and sitting on the couch. So maybe it’d just been a momentary, heat-of-the-moment thing. That didn’t really make it okay, but if he played nice, we could still have fun. I gave him a smirk and wagged my butt, and he giggled, the smugness gone from his expression.
“Such a good boy,” Zac said as he untied my wrists. When he finished he kissed each one. “That feel better?”
I nodded and smiled; Zac cared about me, and that was reward enough. I leaned up and gave his cheek a lick, and he giggled.
“Well, since you’ve been so good, I guess…” he started, but I didn’t let him finish, nuzzling him and licking his neck. “Good boy,” he moaned softly; I put my hands on his thighs to ‘climb’ him, and nipped at his ear.
“This… probably shouldn’t be this much of a turn-on, should it?” Tay asked, smirking.
“Speak for yourself,” Zac giggled. I pushed him back to the floor then, nibbling and lapping at his neck. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Tay start to stroke himself; I guessed it was turning him on after all, weird or not.
“Well, someone’s in a playful mood,” Zac laughed. I decided to really play the part, wagging my tail and barking. Tay laughed, and Zac ran his hand down my back and stroked my tail. The motion shifted the plug, sending a fresh wave of pleasure through me.
“Such a good boy… wanna play a new game?”
I grinned at him, barking again.
“I think that’s a yes, don’t you, Tay?”
“I think so, but it’s hard to tell…” Tay smirked again, but in a sexy, playful way. I growled at him, but grinned, trying to show I wasn’t upset anymore.
“You wanna play, boy?” Zac asked again, this time giving my tail a tug and making me shiver. “Yeah, I think he definitely wants to play.”
He gave my tail a harder pull and I moaned, arching my back. He started to pull it out, slowly; I kept my eyes on him, moaning and rocking my hips. It felt so good, but I knew I couldn’t get what I really wanted with it in, so I braced myself and rocked forward, the tail sliding out.
“Such a good boy,” Zac said again, petting my head. He wiggled out from under me, then went to sit next to Tay. “Come here boy,” he said, patting his lap; I shuffled forward, sitting at his feet.
“No, here,” he said, patting his lap again. I knew what he meant, but I didn’t see anything wrong with making him wait just a little. I put a ‘paw’ on Zac’s knee and did my best ‘confused puppy’ impression; at least Tay got a giggle out of it.
“Well, that’s closer…” Zac apparently wasn’t in the mood for waiting, though; he grabbed me by the collar and pulled my face into his lap. I smirked at him and stuck my tongue out, licking the tip of his dick. “Good boy,” he moaned.
I started lapping at him, resisting the urge to just suck him all in. He seemed to be enjoying it, cursing under his breath.
“Play nice, now…” he whimpered when I nipped at him. I bit down a little harder, still being careful.
“Fuck…” Tay seemed to be enjoying the show, stroking himself and biting his lip. I glanced over him and smirked, trying not to look too smug.
“Mmm, good boy,” Zac moaned, patting me on the head, and I decided to make my move. I swallowed him all the way, loving the way his hips bucked and his voice caught as he swore. I went at it full-force, licking and sucking and using just a little teeth like I knew Zac loved. When I pushed all the way, deep-throating, he moaned so low I could feel it.
“Okay, boy… come on…” Zac tugged on my collar, pulling me off him, but I just moved down to lap at his balls. “Come on, boy,” he insisted after a minute. I whimpered, not wanting to stop, but let him pull me up into his lap anyway. “You wanna play, right boy?”
I nodded, and barked for good measure.
“I’d say that’s a yes,” Tay spoke up, still stroking himself slowly.
“I think so,” Zac chuckled. “Okay, boy. Roll over.”
I turned around in his lap, grinding against him; after all the tension, I was glad I was finally getting my turn with him. He gripped my hips and pulled me down, impaling me all at once. I howled, arching my back and gripping the couch; I was still ready from the plug, but the sudden fullness was still a shock to my system. I heard both Zac and Tay moan as Zac thrust up into me, digging his nails into my hips.
“Such a good boy,” Zac said, his voice low; I leaned back against him, and Taylor reached over to wrap a hand around me, matching his brother’s pace. I decided not to be too mad at Taylor after all. Zac kissed my neck, and I turned my head, lapping at his.
“I think he likes you,” Tay said with a giggle.
“I think you’re right,” Zac agreed. “He likes you too, though… don’t you, boy? You like Tay too?”
I let out a breathless bark; I wanted to stay in-character for them, but it was getting harder to focus between Zac drilling me and Tay working me with his hand.
“You wanna… play… with Tay, too?” Zac asked, his voice low; I let out a low growl and nodded; I probably would’ve agreed to anything Zac suggested at that point as long as he kept fucking me. “I think that’s a yes, Tay.”
“I think so.” Tay threw me a lusty grin, his eyes dark, and I wondered what he had in mind.
“See what you get for being a good boy?” Zac half-panted. I nodded, licking Zac’s lips, and he giggled. “Come on, Tay.”
Taylor got up and moved in front of me, standing between my legs; Zac slowed down, still holding my hips, and suddenly I got a clue. I looked between them, surprised, but they just laughed.
“You said you wanted to play… with both of us…”
Zac’s words, and what he was suggesting, made me shiver.
“Carrick, baby… we can stop if you don’t want to.”
Oh hell no. I turned to face Zac with a smirk, and let out a low growl.
“I guess he doesn’t want to stop,” Tay chuckled.
“I’d say not. So let’s give him what he wants.”
I was panting as I stared up at Tay, and not entirely because of the puppy aspect. He grabbed my legs behind the knees and pushed them back, then lined up and pressed his head against me alongside Zac’s. I knew it was going to hurt, but holy fuck did I want it. I growled, biting at him a bit when he didn’t move.
“Don’t tease him,” Zac giggled; Tay smirked and pressed harder, the tip of his cock sliding into me. I threw my head back and moaned; it was almost too much, the fiery burn of being stretched so far, but I wanted, needed more.
“I think he likes it,” Zac said with a moan.
“I think so… God he’s tight.” Tay pushed a bit more, another inch slipping in, and I had to bite my lip hard to keep from cursing. Zac ran his fingers through my hair and whispered encouraging words; I looked back at him and it struck me how far he was willing to go to please me.
Before I could get too sentimental, though, Taylor pushed forward and drove the rest of the way home, until his hips were pressed against my ass. I moaned loudly, my eyes wide; I’d never had two guys at once, and it was blowing my mind. And they weren’t even moving yet.
“You ready?” Zac asked Tay, holding out his hand; Taylor took it and nodded. God they were disgusting sometimes… but I didn’t mind too much. Especially not when they both started thrusting into me at the same time. I started to scream but turned it into a growl, which apparently they both found hilarious.
“Fuck… Carrick…” Zac moaned, and I couldn’t have agreed more. Tay glanced at Zac for a second, then leaned down to kiss me; I grabbed a fistful of his hair and moaned against his mouth as I kissed him back.
“Kissing the dog on the mouth, Tay? Really?” Zac laughed. I broke the kiss to lap at Tay’s neck, loving the way he whimpered. I decided to work him up even more, nipping at his ear and making him gasp.
“Play nice, Carrick,” Zac warned, so I decided to switch to him, licking and nibbling at his neck. Tay wrapped his hand around me then, stroking me and twisting his wrist, and as a reflex I bit down hard on Zac’s neck.
“I said be nice,” he said again, pulling me back by my collar. I let out a low growl as Tay squeezed me in his fist, but Zac must’ve taken it as me growling at him, because he gripped my hips and started thrusting even harder. “Be. Nice.”
Tay upped his speed too, and I couldn’t stop moaning; everything felt way too amazing. Tay leaned over me to kiss Zac, and I took the opportunity to go at his neck again.
“Fuck, I’m close baby,” Tay panted, gripping me even harder.
“Me too,” Zac moaned. “You close, baby?” he asked me; I craned my neck to lick his, nodding. “Good. Want us to come inside you?”
I nodded again, whimpering and moaning pathetically. I was so far gone, it was a wonder I hadn’t gone off already.
“Zac… Carrick… Fuck…” Tay panted and drilled me harder than ever; Zac matched him thrust for thrust, his whole body shaking. I gasped for breath, every nerve in my body feeling ready to explode.
“Tay… Carrick… I’m gonna come…”
“Oh god, me too…” Tay’s climax hit first; I could feel shot after shot filling me up as he swore out loud, and I cried out. Zac followed right behind, and the feeling of both of their cocks pulsing inside me was enough to send me over the edge.
“Fuck!” I swore out loud, unable to hold it back any longer as I coated Tay’s hand and both mine and Zac’s chests.
I couldn’t see, couldn’t hear anything for I didn’t know how long. When everything started becoming less fuzzy, I realized both of them were staring at me wide-eyed and smirking. All three of us panted and gasped as we tried to catch our breath. Every now and then one of us would twitch, sending the other two into a shiver.
After a minute or two we all looked at each other and chuckled, a relieved laughter more from exhaustion than humor. Although it was pretty fucking funny, too.
“Good boy,” Zac said one more time, kissing me and unlatching my collar. Tay slid out of me, making me shiver again, and collapsed on the couch next to Zac. I twisted my head, stretching my neck to work out the kinks; Zac kissed my neck, smiling sweetly.
“You can talk now, baby. If you can,” he added with a giggle. I panted for a few more seconds, coming back into my own mind.
“You,” I started finally, “are so… going to pay… for this.”
Zac giggled, and Tay let out a laugh; I looked straight at him, one eyebrow cocked. He wasn’t in the clear by any stretch of the imagination.
“Both of you.”
“It was his idea,” Tay said defensively, biting his lip and smirking.
“You went along with it,” Zac fired back, blushing and pouting. I gripped Zac’s hair and pulled him close, kissing him deeply. I let him enjoy it for a second, then grabbed Tay’s hair and pulled him in, too, kissing them both. It was a little awkward, but kind of hot, our tongues mingling in the middle.
To say I hadn’t enjoyed all that would’ve been a lie; it was easily the kinkiest, most erotic thing I’d ever done… or had done to me, as the case was. I knew I had a lot of thinking to do, too, though; the whole jealousy thing still stung, and I knew I needed to sort out my feelings. But there would be time for that later. For now I just held on to them both, sighing happily. It was good to be home.