Insanity is my only means of relaxation

Randy: *Randy screamed brokenly around Small One’s cock as he gripped his head tighter, thrust deeper into his throat, held him down on him longer. He could feel his Master’s hands tightening further on his hips, and his growled warning sent shivers down his spine. Whether those shivers were lust, love, or fear he wasn’t entirely certain, probably a mixture of all three. Both of them were thrusting brutally into him, Small One bruising his throat, the sting of his slick length against his split lips sent a lightening jolt straight to his cock, his Master thrusting harshly into his prostate sent another jolt. He was having everything he could do to hold back, and had his mouth been free he would have been begging to cum, instead he stared pleadingly up at Small One, hoping he would allow it, but understanding with the scene if he wouldn’t.”

Dave: “Dave took notice of the way Small One’s hands tightened on Little One’s head to match his tightening on his hips, pride filling him. His Precious Ones moved so fluidly together that it was hard, at times, to tell where one ended and the other began. Together they completed each other, all three of them adding something different to their relationship, and at times like these he could see clearly how perfectly suited they really were. Without a word spoken each could read the other two, without a single gesture the wants and desires of the other two were crystal clear. Dave increased his speed, a glance at Small One making him reach down and grasp Little One’s cock and begin stroking him roughly, his fingers pinching the slit of Little One’s cock closed on each stroke, rewarding him with just a little more pain.”

Randy: *Randy shuddered as his Master’s voice slid down his spine, the tone was cruel, yet soft and conversational at the same time. Dave’s easy show of strength sent a shiver of delight down both his spine as well as Loki’s. The next thing Randy knew his gaze was caught in the deep brown depths of Loki and he was promising him heaven if he just agreed to play along. He just hoped he would remember to play along. His concentration was helped greatly when Loki released his gaze to move into position. Randy cried and tugged at the rags holding him tight, trying frantically to jerk away from the two of them, but they simply grabbed him tight by both ends and he knew he would have bruises at both pairs of handholds. Finally, finally he heard the echoingly loud sound of his Master’s zipper being opened, everything and everyone around them quiet almost to the point of holding their collective breaths watching and listening to what was being done to him.*

Dave: *Dave dropped a quick kiss on Loki’s forehead as he stood back up, a gesture that was both loving and possessive at the same time. He heard the threat to Little One and knew with everything in him that Little One was fighting as hard as he could to not give into the monster inside himself and act out to get Small One back. Absently he wondered for an instant if he would win the internal war, but then shrugged it of with the opinion it was more fun to just roll with the punches of this game they were playing. Dave pulled away from Loki and moved to stand behind Little One, one hand coming down to open his pants, freeing his cock at last, the other grabbing Little One by the hip, his fingers bruisingly hard on his flesh holding him in place. Loki and he met eyes above Little One and both pushed into him at the same time, and Little One let out a scream that would have made a deaf person wince around Loki’s cock before it pushed far enough back in his throat to gag him. Damn if he didn’t just love that sound.*