Like when he’d gotten angry that Hammer was no longer interested.
But fuck all that. Hammer was an outlaw, and he would do whatever he wanted, consequences be damned.
By the time he reached the corner where the two men were starting to get cozy, his skin was on fire, and he grabbed the front of Dex’s harness, taking him away from the wall. “What’s that collar?”
“Er… excuse me?” Mr. Leather said, dumbfounded, and followed them with spread arms, more shocked than angry.
Dex stared at him, blinking as if he thought he was seeing a mirage. He put a thumb under the leather collar. “This? Hank said it would mean I was his for the night. Look, it has a tag and everything.”
Hammer scowled and met the guy’s eyes. Hank was not a bad-looking guy and was even a bit taller than Hammer, but his body had been toned in a gym and he wouldn’t be able to stand his ground in a fight.
“My apologies. This boy doesn’t have the right to give himself to anyone. He’s a brat,” Hammer said, glancing at Dex with fire now consuming his loins.
Hank put his hands up. “Oh. Okay. My bad. Naughty. Do you need… help with punishment?” he asked, lowering his voice.
Dex’s eyes went wide, but the attention Hammer had missed was back on him . “I… Am I?”
Hammer enjoyed the sweet taste of his submission already. “Yes. So get to your knees and apologize to both me and Hank,” he said before glancing at the other man. “Condom.”
Relief and excitement flowed through Hammer in an endless wave as Dex’s pupils dilated. This felt good and right. And he’d question nothing until morning.
Hank smirked and reached into one of the many baskets containing rubbers and lube.
A part of Hammer feared he’d misread Dex’s cues, and that he’d soon be hit by accusations, but Dex accepted his offer without question, as if he didn’t care it might mean humiliation and disappointment later on. Dex lived in the moment, and Hammer wouldn’t be judging an attitude that served him.
Their eyes locked like two clasps as Hammer stepped back, dragging the boy with him until his knees hit wood. With desire already blooming deep inside, he sat in the chair waiting for him by the wall and pulled on the harness, prompting Dex to kneel, naked but for the few scraps of fabric and leather.
The boy’s lips twitched as he leaned in, begging for Hammer’s attention. “I’m sorry for being a brat. What can I do to make up for it?” he asked, already leaning toward Hammer’s crotch. So fucking eager.
This was the way things should be. Dex on his knees, giving Hammer his due like the little slut he was.
“Open my pants and taste my balls,” he said as Hank lowered himself behind Dex, rubbing his hand over the tanned tailbone while touching himself through leather.
They both had very good taste when it came to bottoms.
When Dex attempted to glance over his shoulder, Hammer grabbed his face and turned it back to himself.
“He will fuck you, but you will look at me only. Understood?”
Dex’s breath became shallow, and he nodded, licking his lips as if he couldn’t wait to get a taste of Hammer already. He opened Hammer’s belt in a quick series of moves and leaned in to press his face against Hammer’s package before even unzipping his jeans. His eyes rolled back when he breathed in the scent of arousal, as if he were trying to offer Hammer a prelude to what was to come.
Hammer grabbed his hair and forced Dex to look up with those slavishly devoted eyes. “I will see how deep this hole is, but get me ready first,” he said and rubbed Dex’s face while Hank gave Dex’s bare ass a gentle swat. His cock was quite thick, and Hammer couldn’t wait to see it enter this slutty kid. Every horny expression painted on the handsome face would be his to enjoy and come back to in illicit dreams.
Dex let out a little whimper, but didn’t waste time on teasing. He pulled down Hammer’s jeans and underwear just enough to free the half-hard cock. His features softened at the sight of it and he leaned in to give the head a wet kiss. “Smells so good,” he mumbled, delving his hand between Hammer’s legs to squeeze his balls.
They were away from the colorful lights now, but despite the sparse illumination, Hammer could see the changing shade of Dex’s face. Dex moaned and shifted when Hank’s gloved fingers disappeared inside him. His handsome features looked so good with Hammer’s dick to compliment them.
“Taste it then,” Hammer said and pulled Dex’s face against his growing cock. The pressure of the warm cheek made his toes curl, and he offered Hank a pleased grin before staring at the increasingly flushed features of his boy. “You’re giving him a lot of time to adjust.”
Hank snorted. “Just want to give him a head start.”
“I’m ready,” Dex muttered, wrapping his fingers around Hammer’s shaft as he lowered his head between Hammer’s spread legs, breathing warm air on the sensitive skin of his balls and thighs. Seconds later, a wet tongue lashed his flesh, covering it with hot saliva. His fingers danced over Hammer’s dick, working it as if this was Dex’s favorite magic trick. Each lick and suck was like a sip of strong booze, and two minutes later, Hammer was intoxicated. After days of pretending the air between them was cold, Dex gorged himself on Hammer, proving he had never lost interest. His mouth was so hot, so available, and soon enough, Hammer would use it however he wished.
Barely able to keep his eyes open, he watched Hank push Dex’s legs farther apart. The round buttocks were beautifully exposed by the skimpy underwear, and when Hank sheathed his dick in latex before pushing in, Hammer could see every beautiful detail. He petted Dex’s back when the kid stiffened up, but since he didn’t give a single word of protest, Hank’s thick girth sank in, disappearing in the tight fuck sleeve Hammer had enjoyed just a couple of days ago.
“That’s one well-trained hole,” Hank growled, letting his head fall back as his stomach flattened against Dex’s ass.
Dex whined, grabbing Hammer’s hip, but he didn’t neglect his ball-sucking duties for even a moment, taking in one of Hammer’s nuts to gently caress it inside his mouth. His face was mostly hidden behind Hammer’s dick, but seeing his blond head in the place where it belonged—between a man’s thighs—sent a shiver up Hammer’s spine.