Alain was boneless, hanging over Isaac’s knees, sighing and humming happily. There was no rush to move, no need to do anything but enjoy the moment, bask in his high and admire his boy.
Isaac combed fingers through his hair and smiled at him. “Good to have you home.”
He nodded, because that was the god’s honest truth. “Yes, Master. It is amazing to be home.”
Alain arched and groaned. “I need to move y’all, Sirs, please.”
“Mmm I’m sure. And need to get out of these pants. Someone came all over them.”
“The nerve,” he added, joining in the fun.
Alain stretched up and back, getting to his feet with some help from them. “Oh, that’s a nice thing. Yes. Thank you, Sir.”
“Go get Master Isaac some sweats, Kitten. He’s sticky.”
Alain turned and walked away stiffly, making little noises as he went. Isaac stood and kicked off his shoes, then slipped out of his pants and his shirt too. “Boy’s got me all hot.”
“That’s good, though. You need a little heat in your life, Sir.”
“Hm.” Isaac nodded slowly. “I’m not going to argue that point. How are you feeling? I should take your hardware. Is it time to tuck you in?”
Alain came back with Isaac’s sweats, but Sir didn’t pull them on, he lay them on the bed and stood there in his briefs.
“I’m not feeling sleepy, no. I’m wide-awake, Sir.” Wide-awake and happy, maybe even energetic.
“Good. You look happy too. I like it. Alain, you stretch out on that bench, I’m getting the ointment. You both need some aftercare.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Isaac came back with the aftercare kit but left Alain alone. Instead Sir reached for both of his clamps at once. “Deep breath, boy…and, let it out.” As he exhaled, Isaac removed them, leaving behind that nearly unbearable, if short-lived burn.
It did make his cock jerk, though, and fill part way, which was a miracle and a half.
That didn’t escape Isaac’s notice. He got a wink. “If you want your boy to see to that…”
“What about you, Master?” He didn’t want to be a greedy asshole.
“Good boy.” Oh, he liked the rough edge to his Master’s voice. Isaac ran his fingers along the hard ridge of his own cock through his briefs and moved closer. “I want your mouth if we can manage it.”
“I want to manage it. It’s been a long time.” And he could stretch out on the bed, let Isaac fuck his lips.
He watched Isaac’s head tilt thoughtfully, one way, and then another. “Well, we’ll hold off on this then.” Isaac set the kit down. “Hop up, Alain, sweetheart. Help me move this gorgeous man to the bed.”
“Yes, Sir!” Alain hopped up, grinning like he knew the whole script of what was going to happen next—and then wincing comically at his reddened ass. “Oo-ee.”
Isaac laughed as Alain rolled Neil to the bed and they transferred him without hesitation in the practiced away they’d all worked out.
Neil smiled as Alain propped his leg up, making him comfortable. “Thank you, Kitten.”
“My pleasure, Sir. I love seeing you smile.”
Had it been that long?
“I love seeing you both smile. Your little red butt, that pair of red-hot nipples are very pretty too.” Isaac touched one of his sensitive nubs, and it sent another little jolt to his balls. He thought he caught Isaac whispering to Alain when his eyes uncrossed but he couldn’t be sure. Alain’s warm fingers carefully pulled his sweats down past his hips though, and he thought he understood what was going on.
“Sir—”
“Hush, I’m going to take your mouth, boy, and your kitten is just going to play.”