Work Text:
Robby whined. He squirmed and twitched, hands balling into fists as he fought against the leather cuffs that bound both his wrists and ankles to the chair he was currently sitting in. A wooden chair from the dining table, not quite deserving enough to sit in the plush armchair behind him. His jaw aches with the weight of the gag, clenched between his teeth, chin wet with drool.
All he can do is moan and whimper pathetically as he watches the scene unfold before him; Dennis, taken apart entirely by Jack. The two men that hold his affection. The two men that he loves and is desperate to touch. To be touched by. He couldn’t even remember the reason why he’d ended up in this chair, stripped naked, cunt drooling. Maybe he’d talked back. Maybe he’d snapped at a med student. Maybe he’d just…been Robby. Whatever he had done, it was bad enough to end up there.
Currently, Dennis was in the older man’s lap, bent into what the younger man would call ‘full Nelson’. Robby always found that funny, except from right now. When he wasn’t involved. When he was being punished. But, fuck, he looked so good. Jack's hands were tangled in Dennis’s curls, forcing his head in Robby’s direction. His cheeks were flushed red, eyelids heavy, eyes hazy in that way Robby loved. His mouth was open wide in a flood of lewd moans and pathetic babbles for more, more, more! Dennis’s lips were bitten and red, slick with drool that ran down his chin and neck, daring to slick his chest. The younger man’s cunt looked heavenly, puffy and swollen from abuse, cock rock hard from Jack’s attention and from being pumped. The thick, textured cock that was bullying his puffy cunt was just as messy, covered in thick cream that managed to leak all the way down to Jack’s own cunt.
“Isn’t he gorgeous?” Jack’s voice was gruff and full of arousal, sending shivers down both Dennis’s and Robby’s back. He grinned over the younger man’s shoulder, “Home gym is finally paying off…so strong. Bet he could pick you up, Mikey. Throw you over his shoulder." Jack laughed meanly as he bounced Dennis up and down on his thick cock, listening to the slick noises proudly. Dennis truly had come into himself lately, body filing out, chest firming up after recovering from surgery. It had been a gift, of sorts, from Jack and Robby. Covering the costs, with the promise Dennis could ‘pay them back’. Like they’d ever let that happen. Dennis had grown twice as confident, working out with Jack, going on runs, spending most of his time shirtless these days. Jak couldn’t help but show him off, praise him.
Robby whined pathetically in response, watching with knitted brows as Dennis squirted weakly. He squirmed in the chair once again, cock throbbing between his legs. Slowly, Jack relaxed his hold on the man, rubbing his stomach gently, rolling his hips. “On your hands and knees, pup. Keep that pretty face on Mikey.” He instructed in a whisper, helping Dennis manoeuvre on the bed, bending him into position. Ass up, face down, back arched wonderfully. Jack moved himself, hands coming to rest on Dennis’s hips, pushing his cock back inside with a low grunt. “Mh, he grips me so tight. He’s so warm, Mikey. I bet you wish you were buried in his holes…but you’re not.” Jack pouted mockingly at the other man, a satisfied smirk crossing his lips when Robby began to cry, hot tears spilling down his flushed cheeks, a little sob breaking out from behind his gag.
He began thrusting quickly, fucking rough and fast into the younger man’s cunt, hea tilted to watch his cock slip in and out harshly. Jack groaned to himself, thumb teasing at Dennis’s puffy, slick asshole. A little part of him wished he had opened Dennis up earlier, fucked him in the ass, ignoring his cunt. Next time. Jack was sure they’d be doing this all over again the next day. He couldn’t keep his hands off his puppy, anyway. Dennis moaned lewdly, eyes rolling back into his head as Jack bullied his way into his drooling cunt. The older man’s fingers suddenly attacked his cock, rubbing in firm and fast circles, chuckling when Dennis wailed lewdly in response.
“That’s it, baby.” Jack purred, burying himself deep, grinding his hips. “Show our mutt just how good Sir makes you feel. Remind him what he’s missing out on…bad mutts don’t get treats. Do they?”
“N-No!” Dennis cried, tears falling down his own cheeks. He’d lost count of how many times he’d come by now, cock sensitive, cunt leaky and puffy. Jack always knew just how to push him. Always knew how much Dennis could take before it truly became too much. Always knew how to bring him back to himself once they were done. He tilted his head to look at Robby, their desperate eyes locking. Robby looked so good. So pathetic. Completely unable to stand up for himself or fight back against Jack’s punishment. Robby knew his place, and that made Dennis…God, it made him hot. “H-He doesn’t! Doesn’t deserve it!” he panted, cunt clenching tightly.
God. He was going to come again. He needed it so badly. Needed Robby to watch him fall apart. Robby needed it just as badly. He needed to feel that white hot humiliation. The embarrassment. Needed to feel ashamed for being such a bad dog, for upsetting Sir. watching Dennis get fucked was pleasurable for Robby, too. It wasn’t a complete punishment, really. He often wondered if he could come from just watching Jack and Dennis play together.
He rocked his hips, aching, drooling cunt rubbing against the wooden chair. His cock was so fucking hard, swollen and protuding. He was smaller than Jack, fuck, the other man’s cock was huge. The thought of having it inside him made him whine, hiccuping. “C-Close, Sir!” Dennis babbled, hands gripping at the sheets, ring glinting in the low light of the lamps. He pushed his ass back, fucking himself on Jack’s hard, thick cock. He could feel the man in his tummy, Jack’s fingers still rubbing and pinching at his cock, stroking him. His stomach clenched tightly, thighs quivering.
“Come.” Jack ordered, smacking the younger man’s hip. “Come for me, pup.” With Jack’s explicit permission, Dennis finally came undone. Keeping his eyes on Robby, Dennis let out a loud wail, voice breaking with just how loud he was screaming. Pleasure barrelled through him, almost too much for his trembling body to handle. He squirted around the man’s cock, his orgasm so intense that it forced Jack’s cock out of him with a lewd pop. He babbled pathetically, apologising again and again, begging for Jack to…he wasn’t even sure. To keep going. To stop. Both. Nothing. Everything. Jack flipped him onto his back in one smooth motion, kissing up his body, nipping at his neck, until he was pressing his lips against Dennis’s. He kissed his puppy nice and slow, cradling his head with a large hand. Dennis always came apart so beautifully, always loud and unashamed in his pleasure.
It had taken a lot of coaxing for Dennis to be this comfortable, the days where the younger man couldn’t even ask for what he wanted without panicking or feeling ashamed. Now, Dennis was confident and educated about the world of sex. They had open conversations, and their sweet pup was never ashamed to ask for what he needed anymore. With all the care they had given him, Dennis had truly started to feel at home in his body. He didn’t hide from mirrors when he was naked, or cover himself up. Jack was very proud.
“Handsome…perfect,” Jack whispered between kisses, ignoring the loud whines coming from the corner of the bedroom. Robby was sobbing now, frantic for attention. Perhaps Jack was being a little meaner than usual, punishing Robby for longer than he needed to. He couldn’t help that Robby was pretty when he cried, and he loved seeing the man tied up and helpless. “Should we let our mutt go? Give him what he needs?”
Dennis sniffled and whimpered softly, gasping when Jack nipped at his neck again. “I-I get to fuck him? I really want to…please,” He whispered, talking about Robby as though he wasn’t there…which only served to turn Robby on more. He was so fucking wet, drooling onto the chair underneath him, his cock throbbing and twitching, desperate for attention.
The older man chuckled as he nodded, pressing a kiss to the younger man’s forehead. He slowly moved to reach for a bottle on the bedside table, encouraging Dennis to have a few sips of a sports drink before they continued. He removed his own harness and tossed it aside for now, getting comfortable with his back against the headboard, legs spread wide to show himself off. “Untie him, pup. Get him on his hands ‘n knees on the bed. We’ll fill him from both ends.” Jack winked, watching as Dennis hurried to do as he was told.
First, Dennis removed the gag in Robby’s mouth, hands gently rubbing the man’s jaw for a few moments. “Th-Thank you,” Robby panted, tongue still feeling heavy in his mouth, words slightly slurred. “Thank you so much…” he continued to babble as Dennis removed the leather bounds, rubbing his skin soothingly each time. Dennis made sure that he was okay, before heaving Robby up from the chair and shoving him onto the bed. Fuck. Robby loved to be reminded of just how strong Dennis was, able to push him around. He could pick him up, too, if he really wanted to. Catching his breath, Robby moved into position without having to be told again, not wanting to risk any further punishment. He shifted onto his hands and knees, ass up in the air, face inches away from Jack’s thick, pulsing cock. The other man twitched his hips slightly, giving Robby silent permission to do exactly what he wanted.
Without wasting another second, Robby buried his face into the man’s cunt with a groan, nuzzling at his pubic hair to take a greedy, big breath. He whined at the sound of Jack laughing at him, the man’s thick fingers tangling in his short hair, tugging lightly. Guiding him where he wanted him, until Robby was taking his thick cock into his mouth. Warm and wet, so fucking perfect for Jack. Behind Robby, Dennis was pulling on his own harness; a pretty blue, handcrafted, gifted to him by Jack and Robby along with a nice collar. It fit his hips perfectly, sitting snugly. He slipped his cock into place with a sigh, choosing a slightly bigger one than usual, giving himself a few slow strokes as he climbed onto the bed.
He got himself situated, hands coming to rub Robby’s hips. “Is he making you feel good, Sir?” Dennis asked, one hand moving to his cock, rubbing the tip against Robby’s hole. Teasing. Mean. Jack nodded wordlessly, a lazy smirk on his face as he slowly rolled his hips, fucking his tdick into the other man’s mouth slowly. He was already so on edge, always extra sensitive after pumping and fucking. Unlike Dennis and Robby, Jack could hold himself back a little better. Seemingly pleased that Robby was doing a good job, Dennis began slowly pushing inside his wet, sticky cunt. He moaned low in the back of his throat, both hands back on Robby’s hips. “Ah- Fuck…”
“Language.” Jack admonishes over Robby’s whorish moan, wagging his finger at Dennis. The younger man whined, dipping his head in apology. He pushed all the way inside of Robby, holding himself deep for a few moments as he fought off another orgasm, the sight of Robby taking it from both ends enough to have him right on the edge already. Once he was nice and calm, Dennis began thrusting his hips at a steady pace. Fast and deep, fucking Robby like the older man had taught him to. His hips slammed against Robby’s ass, the meaty flesh jiggling with each thrust, sending dizzying sparks of arousal through his body. The older man was so hairy…so soft, Dennis couldn’t help but stare as he pounds into the man like a dog in rut.
“I-I’m sorry-” Dennis gasped, one hand working its way up Robby’s back, until it was tangling in the older man’s hair. Forcing his face firmly against Jack’s throbbing cunt. “Just feels so g-good, Sir. His cunt just feels s-so good.” He babbled, allowing his mouth to run a mile a minute, once again talking about Robby as though he wasn’t there. He knew Robby didn’t mind. Knew the man loved it. The man can’t help but moan lewdly against Jack, his eyes rolling back into his head. He could feel his cunt drooling onto the sheets, creaming messily around Denis’s thick, punishing cock. God, the boy really knew how to use that fucking thing. The silicone balls were smacking against his cunt, hitting his own cock deliciously with each deep thrust, wetting his pubic hair even more. And, fuck, his cunt was so loud…so sticky and wet, lewd plapping noises filling their bedroom like some cheap porno.
Dennis was starting to lose himself in the act, damp curls falling into his face, a droplet of sweat hitting the older man’s lower back. He shifted on the bed, grunting as he moved to perch on his feet, practically mounting the older man, hands on the bed by Robby’s shoulders. His cock slipped deeper, bullying the older man mercilessly as he rutted his hips twice as fast and hard, becoming greedy for his own pleasure. Jack didn’t seem to care, making no effort to scold him or tell him to slow down. He was going to encourage his greedy pup to get whatever he wanted, Robby was simply a vessel for their mutual pleasure tonight. The other man didn’t seem to mind either, sobbing and moaning whorishly, lapping at Jack’s cock and hole like his life depended on it. Every thrust had him clenching, had his cunt drooling, had his orgasm building and building pleasantly in his tummy. Dennis wasn’t even paying direct attention to his cock, but he could tell his orgasm was going to be a big one.
“Gonna make him come, pup?” Jack whispered, voice gruff and shaky, giving away just how close he was to his own orgasm. He felt amazing, body covered in a thin sheen of sweat, the muscles in his stomach clenched tightly. His hands had moved to his own chest by now, pinching at his hard nipples harshly, sourcing light pleasure from the action. He wanted his boys to come first, even if he was supposed to be ‘mad’ at Robby.
The younger man whined, cock rubbing against his harness, hole fluttering around nothing. His thighs ached pleasantly from the position he was holding, mounting Robby like the mutt he was. He knew that tomorrow, he would be spending the day sore and whiny, but for now his brain was too clouded with arousal to worry about the consequences of being a whore. “C-Can I? Please?” Dennis babbled, all breathless and pathetic sounding. Roby moaned underneath him, slotting in his own pleas between sucks and licks of Jack’s cock. He kept his thrusts as smooth and consistent as he could, until their owner was nodding and Dennis lost all composure. Unoccupied by any other thoughts, Dennis set himself on the task of making Robby come, making himself come, making sure that Sir got a good orgasm from it all. His thrusts grew wild and erratic, hips slamming against Robby’s ass, one strong arm wrapping around the man’s chest, teasing at a pierced nipple as he moaned and babbled in Robby’s ear. “Come for me…come for me, Mutt. P-Please, come for me~!”
Robby didn’t need to be begged, but it truly did push him along. Dennis was hitting him so deep and so perfectly, his big cock bullying his sloppy cunt, bulging his tummy with each thrust. Dennis always fucked hi so good, until his brain was entirely blank and his cunt was aching for days after the fact. Always made him come so fucking good, hips pistoning brutally. The hand in his hair tightened and pulled, sparks of painful pleasure flying right down to his cock. Another thrust. Another broken plea from Dennis. Robby just couldn’t hold himself back anymore. His hand came up to stroke Jack’s cock when his mouth unlatched, a loud scream ripping from his throat painfully. His cunt spasmed and clenched around Dennis’s cock, whole body trembling as he began squirting around the silicone, the loud gushing of liquid making his ears burn. Fuck, it was so much, so intense and good. Dennis fucked him all the way through it, pulling back so he could reach under and rub at Robby’s twitching, overstimulated cock.
“Fuckfuckfuckfuck!” Robby yelled, working Jack into his own orgasm whilst Dennis continued to fuck him senseless. Jack was the next to come, unable to hold himself back over the sight of his partner coming undone between his legs. His holes fluttered and pulsated, cock throbbing as his own orgasm wracked through him intensely, leaving him utterly boneless against the damp sheets. His toes curled, legs twitching and hips rutting into Robby’s touch until it became too much and he had to gently push the man’s hand away. Robby looked up at the man through wet lashes, hair glued to his forehead, cheeks bright red. Jack wished that he’d had his phone on him.
Completely blissed and boneless, Jack relaxed against the sheets and sat back to watch the younger man take his own pleasure from Robby’s cunt. The younger man was thrusting short and deep, cock rutting against his harness, orgasm biting at his heels. When he finally did come, Dennis let out a broken cry, pulling his cock out, just to make Robby squirt one last time. He whined pathetically, rubbing the shaft of his silicone cock against the man’s cunt a few times. He leant down over the man, pressing sloppy kisses to his freckled, sweaty back.
Unable to hold himself up on his trembling legs, Robby flopped down onto the bed with a pathetically worn out whine. His eyes fluttered shut, hips still twitching in the aftershocks of his orgasm. Now, he was completely blind to the world around him, hardly aware of what was going on around him now. Dennis getting up from the bed shakily, pulling his harness off. Jack drinking from his sports drink. The pair whispering together. Despite the wonderfully awful hours of torture, Robby had had one of the best nights of his life. Which was a slightly unfair rating, since almost all the nights they spent together were the best nights of his life.
Once their limbs began to feel less like jelly, Dennis and Jack set about cleaning up their mess whilst Robby lounged on the bed. Jack went to get the shower ready, using his crutches to get around. Dennis shoved their waterproof blanket in the washing machine, grabbing some snacks from the pantry. He came back to the bedroom, pulling pyjamas out from their respective drawers, leaving them on the armchair for once they were all squeaky clean.
All clean and happy, the little family climbed under fresh, warm sheets. Jack lay in the middle, arms wrapped around both of his boys as they snored away.
–
The next morning, Robby woke to the feeling of Jack’s warm body pressed against his back, face pressed into the pillow. The other man’s hand was on his fuzzy belly, absently rubbing in small circles as they both woke up from a pleasantly warm sleep. Robby shifted slightly, already aware that Dennis was no longer in bed with them, the faint sounds of their lover boy puttering around the kitchen floating down the hall. “Good morning,” Robby whispered, voice rough from a night of screaming and a long slumber.
“Good morning,” Jack whispered back, nuzzling his face into the man’s warm, clean smelling skin. He could still smell the lingering notes of Dennis’s body wash that Robby often liked to steal; something from lush that Jack had gotten him, he couldn’t remember the name, but he knew it smelt sweet and woody all at the same time. He could smell the older man’s skin, too, the scent that was so uniquely Robby, he wasn't even sure the best perfumer could bottle it. “He’s always such an early bird,”
“You’re one to talk,” Robby chuckled lightly, shifting a little to look back at Jack. “Surpirsed you weren’t up with the sun this morning, love.”
Slowly, Jack rolled the other man onto his back, leaning over him to cover his face in soft kisses. “Mh, you kept pulling me back when I tried to get up…I couldn’t help but stay and snuggle,” Jack defended, looking playfully offended that Robby questioned him. He pressed a soft kiss to his lover's lips, sighing, “Let’s go see what our pup is up to, huh?”
After getting out of bed, popping his prosthetic and some clothes on, Jack made his way into the kitchen with Robby at his side, smiling lazily at the sight of Dennis. The younger man was wearing one of Jack’s sweatshirts, Robby’s socks, and his own underwear. The radio was playing quietly, 90s rock floating through the kitchen as Dennis swayed his hips. Dad music, as the younger man called it. But, Dennis could dance to anything! The smell of sweet cinnamon pancakes filled the air, a pale disc of batter getting expertly flipped by the younger man. “Hey!” He chimed, spotting the men from the corner of his eyes. Dennis turned to face them properly, spatula in hand. “I was just about to come and get you guys! I made pancakes and hashbrowns…I’m just about to make some scrambled eggs!”
Robby’s stomach rumbles with excitement as he moves to set the coffee machine into action. It was some fancy pants contraption Jack had insisted on…and Robby hated that it really did make the best coffee he’d ever had. He made himself and Jack their usual plain coffee with sugar and a splash of milk, before making Dennis an (in their humble opinions) overly sweet iced coffee - way too much milk and enough syrup to cause cavities. Whilst Robby dealt with the coffee, Jack set the table and filled their water bottles, setting them down.
Soon enough, they were all sat around the table, digging into the yummy food Dennis had made. Robby had never eaten so good before he met Dennis and welcomed the boy into his life. His grandmother had been a great cook, but he hadn’t eaten her food in what felt like a lifetime. Dennis did his best to recreate dishes Robby mentioned in passing, and he always did a great job. Jack was a decent cook, too, but there was something so special about Dennis’s cooking, Robby couldn’t help that it was his favourite. He’d certainly had a little meat put on his bones since Dennis had moved in, but none of them seemed to be complaining.
As always, Dennis chatted away as they ate, happy to simply be listened to by the older men as he rambled on about a recent documentary he had watched, and the evening he’d spent with Trinity and the other girls recently. They listened intently to Dennis, interjecting with questions occasionally, smiling tenderly at their chatty pup. After breakfast, Robby did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen, humming along to the radio as he rinsed suds from the plates.
“Den and I are gonna go outside and do our yoga,” Jack leant in the doorway, outside yoga mat tucked up under his arm. They’d recently finished the garden, grass green, flowers blooming. Jack loved his morning yoga out in their private yard, even more so when Dennis joined in. “You gonna join in this time?”
Robby chuckled, shaking his head fondly. He washed his hands and turned off the taps, turning to look at the older man with that same fond smile plastered to his face. “I think I’ll just watch,” he replied, drying his hands.
The smile on Jack’s face turned playful, brows raising. “Yeah? I bet you will,” Jack winked teasingly, walking off to go get Dennis.
Once again, Robby was left with burning ears and bright cheeks.
These two…