Drawing Straws_Erik by Sean Michael

Author:Sean Michael [Michael, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BDSM Multiple Partner Male/Male Erotic Romance
Publisher: Resplendence Publishing, LLC
Published: 2014-01-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Tork let Erik down from the chains hanging from the ceiling of the playroom and moved him to the bed up there, so he could massage the broad shoulders. Damon was putting away the sounds and the flogger while Joe got the massage oil.

Tork started on Erik’s shoulders without waiting for the oil, letting his fingers work the strong muscles. So strong, so hard to break down. His gorgeous lover.

Joe brought the oil in a small bowl of hot water to heat it. After setting it on the little shelf at the head of the bed, Joe settled on the floor with Damon, the two of them making out lazily.

Opening the lid on the oil, Tork dipped his fingers in the warm, slick, and smoothed it over Erik’s back. “How are you doing, babe?”

“I don’t know.”

“You’re not nearly as tight as you were yesterday,” Tork pointed out.

Erik might not want to admit it, but he was relaxing into the submission.

This was the part that Tork craved, the aftercare, the touching. He fucking loved the quiet peace. He loved knowing these men he cared so much for were safe, relaxed, in a good place.

He kissed one of Erik’s ass cheeks and a small welt left by the flogger on Erik’s lower back. There was a large, but soft plug, filling their baby boy, the base barely visible, and Tork let his thumbs brush it. It showed how spent Erik was that he didn’t even moan.

Going back to Erik’s shoulders, Tork worked his fingers hard to ease the strong muscles that had been so tense.

“You needed this,” he murmured just loudly enough that only he and Erik could hear.

“Yeah.” That was all the answer he received and to be honest, more than he’d expected.

Sometimes he thought Erik needed someone he could talk to. He figured at least the man had this though. He had them.

He started humming, just some tune stuck in his head, as he moved slowly down Erik’s big body.

Ten years he’d known these men. Ten years since the academy, since they’d formed this…brotherhood.

At first it had been… Well, he wasn’t sure exactly…a safe way to let off steam, to play. Now, it was necessary. For every single one of them.

Leaning his forehead between Erik’s shoulder blades, he breathed in deeply, taking in the spicy scent of Erik’s skin. It was going to have to last him for three more months.

Erik hummed, the sound peaceful, low. “Good hands, man.”

“They love touching you. Every inch.” Tork went back to his massage, focusing on melting every single suggestion of tension in Erik’s body.

Tork’s prick was half-hard, even though his intentions at the moment were the massage—but how could he not be hard? Erik was the definition of stud, and Tork still hadn’t had a chance to slide into Erik’s tight hole.

Erik just plain turned Tork on and when the man was in submissive mode… Damn, it was hot. Still, Tork didn’t try anything. Not yet. No. He wanted Erik to want him, to need his cock.

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