Puppy Training | By : AEMorgan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > MEST Views: 1671 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"I have wanted to do this for so fucking long," Tony growled, slamming Joel against the wall hard enough to knock the breath from him. Pressing him tightly against the wall, using his full body weight, Tony insinuated a knee between Joel's thighs, spreading them slightly, hands against the wall either side of his head, trapping him there. A leering grin spread across his face as he leaned in closer, his lips roughly against Joel's, tongue sliding into his mouth, touching, tasting, exploring. He pulled back, running one finger over Joel's red and slightly kiss-swollen lips before grinning and turning his attention to Benji. "Why didn't you tell me your brother was the perfect little slut for us to play with?" He asked, a mock-sulky tone to his voice as he pulled Benji close, kissing him hard and fast.
Benji giggled and returned the kiss. "I didn't know," he replied, stepping away from Tony and closer to Joel. He raised an eyebrow, eyes snaking down to where Joel was rubbing his very obvious erection through the leather of his pants. "Bad puppy," he reprimanded him; too soft for Tony to hear as he knocked his hand away. "But I like it," he continued telling Tony, copying his previous position, pressing Joel tightly against the wall as he kissed his brother for the first time. He ran his tongue across Joel's cheek, sucking his earlobe into his mouth until he whimpered, then biting down. "And," his hand ran down Joel's chest to palm his erection, Joel moaning and arching into his hand. "From the feel of it, so does he."
Tony laughed, eyeing the erection tenting Benji's own pants. "Seems he's not the only." He took a step closer to Joel, a hungry look in his eyes. "But he's not here to enjoy himself, is he?" Benji shook his head. "No," Tony continued, speaking directly to Joel. "Let's see what the puppy's got. Present yourself to us like a good little puppy!"
Joel took a shaky breath as Benji and Tony took a step back, expectant looks on their faces. Fighting the blush he could feel spreading across his chest, he dropped his gaze, fingers moving to untie the laces holding the leather pants up. He trembled, a sigh of relief escaping his parted lips as his erection sprang free of its confinement. He stepped free of his pants, lifting the mesh top over his head as he did so. Dropping to the floor in one fluid motion, Joel spread his knees wide to accommodate his hard-on and crossed his wrists behind his back.
"Very nice," Tony purred, walking slowly around Joel, running the tip of a riding crop across his shoulders, the air whistling as he brought it down, a single stripe rising on his pale skin as he yelped in pain at the contact. "But puppies don't sit like that, do they?"
Benji giggled as he bent down, tongue flickering over the wound on Joel's shoulder, lapping at his blood before pushing him slowly forward. "Hands and knees," he ordered, nodding in approval as Joel shifted position, wincing as Tony played the crop over his ass. "Much better," Benji praised Joel, moving to crouch down in front of Joel. "Do you know what this is?" He asked, showing Joel what he instantly recognised as one of Cashdogg's collars. Joel nodded and opened his mouth to reply, but Benji placed a finger over his lips, silencing him. He placed the collar around Joel's neck, tightening it a notch before clipping a long silver chain, using it to roughly pull Joel to his feet, pushing him back hard against the wall again. "For as long as you wear this collar you are our pet, our 'puppy' and that is the name we will refer to you by. Your place is on the floor, naked and on your hands and knees. You do not speak unless directly spoken to and you will refer to us as 'Sir' or 'Master'. Do you understand?"
Joel nodded, his chest tightening as arousal crashed through him. His darted out to wet his lips, eyes dilated so far only the barest slither of chocolate brown could be seen "Y… Yes Master," he panted, crying out as Benji pulled him forward, kissed him hard on the lips, then, placing one hand between his shoulder blades shoved him forward and down so he hit the floor.
Tony moaned and stepped around Joel, manoeuvring Benji back against the wall as they kissed, rubbing against his each, tongues and hands touching, tasting, exploring, hips thrusting against each other. "Fuck… Benj…"
Benji groaned in response, sucking and nibbling on Tony's neck, one hand sliding under his t-shirt to play with his hardened nipples. "We should have thought of this a long ti…" he mumbled, breathing hard, breaking off with a frown at the sound of a third ragged moan. He looked over his shoulder, narrowing his eyes at Joel, who was sitting back on his haunches, fisting his erection, eyes heavy lidded, skin tinged pink with arousal. "Is he supposed to be doing that?" He asked Tony, picking up the crop and crossing back across the room, bringing it down hard on Joel's unmarked shoulder.
With a loud yell of pain, Joel fell forwards, catching himself on one hand and spinning around to face Benji. His eyes widening and his breath caught in his chest, a dart of fear shooting through him at the hard expression on his brother's face and the way he was slapping the crop against his thigh. "I… I'm sor…" Another yell escaped him as Benji flicked the very tip of the crop against one of Joel's tight nipples.
"Did I give you permission to speak?" He asked, crossing his arms over his chest and raising on eyebrow.
Joel shook his head. "No Sir," he admitted, dropping his gaze to the floor. v "Tony, I don't think the puppy is as well trained as he made himself out to be." Benji said thoughtfully, slowly walking around Joel.
"I think you're right," Tony agreed, taking the crop as Benji offered it to him, kissing him quickly. "Guess we need to do something about it."
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