Smut warning. I need some validation with this scene. It was a bit outside my comfort zone but I still tried. 

Liam's POV

I was about to have enough of Ryder. 

 He had been teasing me all day while Jax and Callum were at some gym doing masculine things and going on some date. 

At first I was willing to brush it off and let him go about his day with blue balls since he was clearly horny for some reason but when all but shoved his ass in my face, I was done being teased. 

 "Is there something you want," I asked as I watched him. He was standing in front of the TV; his legs shoulder width apart, as he leaned down to touch his toes while his ass swayed back and forth. 

 "I don't want anything, I'm just trying to do yoga," he said innocently as he looked at me through his legs, a smile as innocent as his tone lay on his face. 

 I only hummed as my hands began rubbing his hips, slowly working their way to his back before playing with the hem of his pants.

"So just to be clear, you don't want to me to pound you into the floor until you're begging for a release," I teased as I pulled his elastic band up before letting it snap back against his skin.

His little moan came only a second later as I let a hand fall from his hip before letting my thumb brush against his clothed hole. 

When he doesn't answer I remove my thumb before letting my hand slap against his ass. 

"Has it really been that long since I've fucked you? Have you forgotten everything I taught you? When someone asks you a question, you answer them. So, do you want me to fuck you or not?"

 "Please fuck me," he begged as he pushed his ass back against me but I only slapped his again. 

"I don't know if I want to anymore. I've never been one to play with disrespectful pets," I said with a sigh. My hands dropped down as I leaned back into the couch. 

Ryder whines at my answer as he drops down to his knees before facing me. 

I'm going to be honest, I don't know if Callum taught Ryder all of this or if his kinky ass already knew before he started dating Callum, but either way I was glad he knew regardless.

"Please play with me," he begged as he looked up with me with pleading eyes. "I promise I can be a good boy for you."

I only hummed as I forced myself to look unimpressed. 

"Maybe if you gave me a good show I'll reconsider," I teased, making a soft moan fall out of his mouth as he pulled his shirt over his head before throwing it to ground. 

I can't help the small smirk that works it's way up to my face as one hand begins playing with his right nipple. His fingers barely graze over the top before circling around the outside. He moans around the fingers in his mouth as he spreads his legs more, allowing me to see his growing dick in his pants along with the wet spot that was starting to form. 

"If this is what you call a show, I doubt I'll be playing with you today," I say with a sigh as I pretend like I'm about to get up but this only makes him whine louder. 

"I can do better," he promised as his movement stopped to see if I would allow it or not. 

 "I would hope so. I was starting to get bored. Give me a real show or I'll find someone who can."

We both knew it was an empty threat but with his little degrading kink, it would only encourage him more. 

I watch as he pouted. His thumbs hooked his pants before pulling them down. He lifted off his knees just enough to get the pants off before going back to his previous position, leaving everything in the open for me to see. 

His now wet fingers trailed down to his hole while the other hand wrapped around his semi hard. 

 I watch with cold mask as he sinks onto one of his fingers while the other sets the steady pace at which he starts to bounce onto his finger before adding another. 

His moans fill the air as the hand on his dick begins to slow down meaning he was getting close but wasn't willing to cum without my say so.

His hand leaves his dick before going back up his nipple as he adds a third finger.  A long, breathy moan leaves his mouth as he curls his fingers inside of him while his other hand harshly pulled on his red nipple before letting it go to his hair instead.

"Please let me cum," he begged, his voice barely even audible as he continued to fuck himself. 

"No," I huffed out boredly as I gestured for him to stop and come closer. "But you managed to make me hard. You wouldn't mind taking care of it for me, would you?"

He doesn't answer as he crawled forward his fingers still his hole. Breathy moans fall from his mouth with every move he makes as his fingers brush against his prostate.

I feel myself smirk as his teeth come up to my shorts, biting the hem and pulling it down, using his free hand to help.

He stares up at me with an innocent look in his eyes as his tongue darts out to lick the base of my dick before slowly trailing up to my tip. 

 I let out a hum as his lips wrap around me. I force myself to keep a straight face and my hands at my side as he began sinking down. His warm mouth slowly took in the rest of my length, making sure he didn't rock back and forth on his fingers in fear of cumming without permission.

His teasingly slow movements continue until I grab him by the hair, making him moan around me. 

I grip his hair tighter as I push him down farther before forcing him to set a new pace. 

"Play with yourself," I huffed out making him moan louder as he began to finger fuck himself again while his other hand tugged on his already abused nipple.

 Every time his fingers brushed against his prostate he moaned, sending a new wave of pleasure though me until tears began pooling in his eyes; a silent plead to cum. 

My hand tugs on his hair until he's forced off my dick but his fingers still don't stop while his other hand leaves his nipple and comes to wrap around my dick, pumping me at the same speed he fucked himself. 

"Do you want something?"

"Please let me cum," he begged, barely above a whisper as his eyes fall shut. 

"Open you mouth," I order as I shoo his hand away from my dick and take it in my own hand instead. 

 My pace is faster than his as I aim my tip to his face until I feel my release pool up in stomach. 

 Just as my first string of cum lands on his face I give him permission to cum as well. 

A loud moan follows his release as my cum covers him. 

He only kneels there as he comes down from his high but when he's done his hand reaches for his shirt and brings it towards his face.

"Are you not proud to wear my cum," I asked as I glared down at him. 

 "I am," he whispered as he lowered the shirt and looked down at the ground. I only smirk down at him as I grab his hair and force him to look back up at me. 

"If you're so proud then maybe you should wear it until Jax and Callum come home so they can see how much fun we had."

I don't miss his small moan as his dick twitches. 

 "Only if it's what you want," he answered as he welled himself to calm down, knowing good and well I wasn't going to let him cum again if he gets hard.

I only hum as I lower my face down to his. His breathing picked up as my tongue poked out and licked up a long stream before backing away with a new smirk, making him moan yet again. 

"Or we could make this our own little secret."

 Jax's POV

Sweat dripped down my face as I pushed forward with Callum keeping the same pace beside me. 

The two of us had decided to go on a run today and after a while of looking, we finally found this little park with a running track around it. This is pretty much where we've been all day and to be honest, I think both of us were getting close to passing out. The only reason we were still going was to see who was going to stop first.

I'm not even really sure how this whole secret contest thing started but some where around the 5th mile it became an unspoken bet that who ever stopped first was going to loose. 

Now several miles later, I was ready to stop even if it meant Callum would win but before I could slow down, Callum came to a dead stop making my heart soar as a smirk fell onto my face as I circled back around to him. 

"Well, this is now the third time in a row that I've beat you at something athletic," I teased as I wiped my forehead with my shirt. "Do you plan on ever winning one of these?"

Callum only glared at me as he struggled to catch his breath. 

"I don't think you physically understand how much I hate you," he huffed out as leaned against a random tree.

"Well if you hate me so much maybe I should just go home to the boyfriends who actually like me," I teased as I began walking back to the apartment but I don't even get a few steps in before Callum's arms are wrapping around me and pulling me into him. 

"I don't really hate you," he said seriously, making me look at him with a bit of confusion. 

 "I've known that for a while now," I teased with a small smile but let it drop when I see just how serious he was being. "Is everything okay, you're starting to freak me out."

His heart was beating out of his chest as he stared at me; anxiety swam in his eyes. I honestly can't think of a time before now where Callum was ever anxious about anything. 

"I love you," he said with a smile as his arms tightened around me.

 I froze. I'm sure my face dropped into an unreadable expression as I stared at him. 

 His words made the world stop spinning around me. My heart soared; tears shamelessly build in my eyes as I leaned into him. 

I honestly can't remember a time when someone actually said that to me.

 "You don't have to say it back-" he started but my lips cut off his sentence as I wrapped my arms around his neck. 

 His lips smile around mine before I pull away from him and let my head rest of his shoulder. 

"I love you too."

Last updated July 6, 2021