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When the hell did he learn to do that? Doesn't matter, all that matters is the wet heat of his mouth and the gentle fingers on my balls and the way he's swallowing around the head of my cock.

"Shit, baby ... gonna come soon."

He groans and I can feel it in my spine, and something important explodes at the back of my skull. I thrust hard, can't help it, and then I'm coming down his throat.

"Fuck, yes. Oh God. Paul. Oh God."

He swallows it all and then he lets me go, lets me fall back onto the chair. I almost make it too, but land mostly on the floor when my legs give out. My eyes aren't real focused but I see him spin, still on his knees and he's got his mouth on Jamie now, sucking him off fast and hard, like he hadn't already done me.

Jamie's head falls back and he just jerks his hips, shoves his cock deep into Paul's mouth. They've been hungry for a while I guess, and it only takes about two minutes for Jamie to call out his bother's name and start to come. When he's done Paul licks him clean and then falls back on the floor.

I'm still feeling pretty boneless, but the man just did a fucking fabulous job and deserves a reward, right? So I lie down next to him and kiss him deep, taste Jamie and me and fuck if that doesn't make my dick twitch.

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"Fuck, baby. You're on tonight. What do you want? Want to fuck? Get fucked? Anything you want, love."

Jamie chuckles from the couch and rolls off to join us on the floor, his hand going to stroke Paul through his jeans. "He knows what he wants. Already said I'd do it, but he wanted you to watch."

I raise a brow. My baby is a kinky man. Lord knows what he wants this time. I kiss Paul again and lean up to kiss Jamie. Paul's moaning and thrusting his cock into Jamie's hand.

"So what does our boy need tonight?" I ask Jamie.

I'm undoing Paul's jeans and Jamie's working at the buttons on his shirt. "He wants a good hard spanking."

I blink. We've done that before. Granted not in a few months, but it's not a new kink. I'm kind of getting used to Paul springing new kinks on us. Well, nothing wrong with the tried and true, I suppose. It certainly gets him off.

I nod and kiss Paul again, just brush my lips across his.

"Whatever you want."

Paul moans. "Want it, Gent. Need it. Need you to see."

I smile at him and then Jamie and I strip off his clothes.

He's so fucking hot. Beautiful body, lying on the floor. Looks like some art shot. Light hair, green eyes, and that amazing cock hard and curved up to his stomach. I lean down and lick at his balls, make him twitch and shudder.

"Suck him after, pretty." I look up and see Jamie watching, his eyes as dark as his twins.

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Paul springs to life, so to speak, and hauls us off to the bedroom. I'm holding his hand sort of laughing at him and Jamie's got this wide, shit-eating grin on his face.

We get into the bedroom and Paul throws himself across the bed, then just as fast rolls over and looks at us.

"Brush, Jamie? Hand? What do you want?" He looks like a little kid who's just been promised a pony ride at his birthday party. Except for the hard-on. That's nothing a little kid could sport.

Jamie shakes his head and leans down over Paul. "Calm down, love. It's up to you. What do you want?"

Paul actually looks like he's thinking about it, even though his hand has strayed to his cock. He's stroking himself lightly, his eyes far away, then he shudders softly and looks into Jamie's eyes.

"Want your hand, Jamie. Please?"

Jamie kisses him, soft and slow. There is nothing on this planet prettier than my boys together. I sit on the bed, up by the headboard. I'm just watching this time and suddenly I realize that this
is
a new kink. Not for Paul, but for me. I get off on my twins, always have. Like to watch them kiss, like to watch them love each other. Get off on them separately and together. But when we've done this before, it's just been me and my baby; Jamie wasn't even home the first time.

I really want to watch this.

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shrugs and kisses his shoulder then moves over to kiss me hard, his hand going to my half hard cock. "Save that. Want it."

I try to laugh, but I think I moan instead.

Jamie smiles and goes to stand behind Paul. I have no idea how Paul can stand this part, the waiting. I'm sitting all comfy on my ass, he's about to get his beaten, and I'm tense and half wild waiting for Jamie's hand to fall. Paul's looking at me, calm for the first time since I got home. His eyes are clear and he's got this slightly shy smile on, sort of "Oops, you caught me. Sorry to trouble you." He fucking blows me a kiss.

Jamie's hand comes down fast and hard and I jump. Paul's eyes get dark, but he's still watching me, though the smile has faded a bit. When Jamie hits him again the smile vanishes and Paul blinks.

Jamie rains blows down and I start to squirm. He's hitting hard, hard as I did at least. I can't see Paul's ass, but as it goes on I can picture it getting red. Jamie's eyes are sort of glazed, like he's in a trance. Each blow is the same, the same timing, the same force, the same spot.

Paul's eyes lose focus and finally drift shut, his face slack.

He's gone. I can see him breathing, deep and steady, see him arch his back for every stroke. He's completely lost in it, and his face looks completely peaceful.

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easy. His eyes are huge, and I see so many differences in my boys.

Paul starts to moan and I watch him carefully. His eyes are squeezed shut now, and he's worrying his lower lip with his teeth. He grunts as Jamie connects and I see him try to talk.

After a few tries he finally whispers, "More."

My cock fucking leaps and I wrap my hand around the base hard to stop from coming. Jamie hits him harder and faster and my hips are pumping, keeping in time with them.

Paul looks blissed out and I can see him getting close. I glance up at Jamie, catch his eye and nod.

Jamie hits him again, lower.

"Yes!"

Jamie does it again, and keeps doing it. Paul's not moving anymore, just taking it, and I can see blood on his lips. His eyes snap open and he stares at me. I think he's here now, back with us.

"Now," he says in a normal tone of voice, and then he's shooting hard, streams of come soaking the sheets in front of him. His eyes roll back in his head and he starts to cry.

Jamie kneels down behind him, holds on. He looks at me, his eyes wide and needy. "Gent." His voice is harsh, raw.

I move around the bed to them and kiss Paul gently. Jamie waits his turn, pushes his tongue down my throat and fucks my mouth with it. "Need you. Now, please, God please, pretty."

I don't waste a lot of time while I find a rubber. I get behind him and bite his shoulder as he spreads his legs for me. It isn't until I touch his cock that I realize he's already 159

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come, spent himself spanking Paul or watching him shoot. I slick my hand with the come on his legs and open him with two fingers, then push my cock in, deep and hard.

He screams, head back on my shoulder. "Fuck yeah. Do it.

Christ, so good."

I take him for his word and thrust into him again and again, just trying to get off, need to be with him like this, intense and hungry and needy and now.

I've been wired for ages, since before he started spanking Paul, and I can't last long. Don't need to. I'm pushing him forward with every thrust, and he's got his arms braced on either side of Paul, trying not to crush Paul's ass with his body.

I pound into his ass and feel him clench around me.

"Shit! Gonna shoot, love." Then I'm coming, cock pulsing in him and he groans, this harsh, deep sound that turns into a sigh.

I ease out of him and lie on the floor, wait until I can breathe again before crawling up to kiss them. Paul's eyes are starting to clear and Jamie's trying to get him to get on the bed. We all manage to get there and wrap around each other, exchanging intense deep kisses that say more than we ever can with words.

"I love you, Gent."

Maybe it can be said after all.

"I love you, too."

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Chapter Seventeen

It's a pretty calm night at home, except I can't seem to stop moving. Which is causing some trouble, seeing as how I'm laying half on Paul and Jamie's laying on me. It's a good thing our couch is nice and big.

"Gent, cut it out," Paul says. "You move, I move. And it hurts."

I sort of blink up at him. Hurts? Jamie laughs and shifts on top of me, which means that I press into Paul and he winces.

"The day after the spanking is almost as much fun as the spanking," Jamie says as he leers at Paul.

I look at Paul, and he blushes. He's so damn adorable when he blushes. He's wearing the softest pair of sweatpants he has and he's wiggling now, sort of smiling a little.

I grin at him. "Good pain or bad?"

Jamie snorts. "Check it out for yourself, pretty." He takes my hand and puts it in Paul's lap. Apparently it's good pain. I rub at Paul through his pants, making him moan; I can feel him get harder.

Jamie's watching me stroke Paul and he's got this look in his eye that goes right to my cock even faster than feeling Paul hard and hot under my hand. "You're restless tonight.

Wanna play?"

"Always," I say. 'Cause it's true. And it keeps me from asking what I want to ask. Not sure it's really what I want.

"What's the game?" Jamie's getting off me now and tugging at my jeans. He gets them open and I lift my hips so he can pull them off.

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"Want to watch you and Paul."

I sit up and pull off my shirt, watch Jamie strip down too.

He gets Paul to stand up by the easiest way possible—just hauls him to his feet. He pulls off Paul's shirt and plays with his chain while I ease his pants down over his tender ass, pausing to lick it once or twice. Paul shivers and then moans as Jamie slides down his body and licks at his cock.

Paul's back arches a little and I put my hands on his hips, keeping him steady. Jamie just keeps licking his cock like it's ice cream and then Paul drops a hand to his twin's head and fists his hair. I think it's some sort of signal to Jamie, sort of a

"fuck, do it now or I'm going to go mad" thing, 'cause Jamie just takes him and sets to work.

I know what Paul's feeling, I get treated to that mouth pretty often and every single fucking time it drives me out of my head. He's something else. He can suck you so hard you think your eyes are going to pop out and it never feels like too much. And he can be so gentle that the teasing alone can make you come, no sucking needed.

"God, yes. Feels so fucking good," Paul moans. My fingers dig into his hips and he surges forward into Jamie's mouth.

Jamie groans around his cock and I can feel my hard-on twitch in response.

Paul's ass is still kinda pink looking, which surprises me.

Actually, I'm surprised he doesn't have bruises. I let go of his hip with one hand and stroke his ass gently, feel him quiver at my touch.

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I touch him again, gently. Every time I brush my fingers over him he shakes and moans, and I'm just so fucking hard.

I want to know.

I look at Jamie, his mouth around Paul's cock, taking him in deep. He's jerking off now, and I can't wait until they're done. I just ... can't.

"Jamie, I want you to spank me."

"Fuck! Jamie!" Paul screams out and then he thrusts deep and they're both coming, Paul shooting into Jamie's mouth and Jamie coming all over the floor.

"Jesus, Gent," is the first thing Paul can say. "Warn me next time. I just about fell over."

Jamie's sprawled out on the floor, staring at me. "You sure?"

I just nod.

"Where?"

I look around the living room. "Here's good." I kiss Paul and then I stand up, wait for Jamie to get up. He kisses me hard, one hand on my cock, stroking me lightly.

I move away from him, brace myself on the arm of the couch and wait. Paul's wide-eyed again. He moves to sit on the floor by the chair, already working his erection back to life.

Jamie stands behind me and leans over, kisses a path down my back. Then he goes back up and moves my hair, licks my tattoo. One warm hand is stroking my ass gently, like he's getting to know it all over again. A finger moves between my legs and traces the pattern there.

Then he's gone, and I miss his heat.

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I feel it before I hear it. A sharp sting that makes me jump a little. And then the next. I don't jump, but I dig my fingers into the couch. The third is sharp and fast. The fourth hurts.

The fifth makes my skin burn, the tingles all melding together. I close my eyes.

It goes on. I know when it's coming and I want the pain to end, but I want the shock of each slap. My cock is aching and my balls are starting to throb with my heartbeat. I think I'm moaning.

Then the pain slides back. It's still there, but it's a snap and then it's heat and then it's bliss. I can feel his hand, feel each finger as it lands. I arch my back, up then down, trying to find the place which feels best, and never quite get there.

The rhythm is hypnotic. The heat is astounding. Jamie is so fucking good at this, I want it to go on and on, but I can feel things speeding up, can feel my heart beating faster, can feel each blow before it lands and I just need something, any little thing to send me over but I don't know what it is.