Chapter 142: The Producer’s Toys -7

Rylan looked down at the two men on their knees.

"Take your clothes off. Both of you."

They stripped without speaking. Cade’s hands were steady. Jasper’s moved a little slower, but he didn’t hesitate.

When they were bare, Rylan walked a slow circle around them. He stopped behind Jasper first, gripped a fistful of his hair, and pulled his head back.

"You top only when I say. You fuck him only the way I tell you. The rest of the time you’re mine to use. Clear?"

"Yes."

Rylan released him and moved to Cade. He dragged two fingers down the length of Cade’s cock, which was already hard, and watched it jump.

"Get on the bed. On your back and spread those legs for me."

Cade climbed onto the wide bed and settled the way he was told. Rylan opened a drawer and pulled out cuffs, a short spreader bar, and a black silk blindfold.

He cuffed Cade’s wrists to the headboard, locked the spreader between his ankles, keeping his legs wide open and slid the blindfold over his eyes.

The world went dark. Cade’s breathing deepened.

Rylan’s voice came from somewhere above him.

"Jasper, suck him off. Slowly. Put your hands behind you while you do that."

The mattress dipped as Jasper climbed the bed. Warm breath touched Cade’s cock a second before wet heat closed over him.

Jasper took him deep and held there, throat working.

Cade’s hips tried to lift and met the resistance of the spreader. A low sound left his throat.

Rylan’s hand settled on Jasper’s head and controlled the pace - down, hold, up, down again. When Cade’s thighs started to shake, Rylan pulled Jasper off by the hair.

"Enough. Loosen his hole for me."

Jasper slicked his fingers and pressed two into Cade’s hole without preamble.

The stretch burned in the best way. He worked him open under Rylan’s watchful silence, adding a third finger when told, curling them until Cade was panting and leaking onto his own stomach.

Rylan’s voice cut through the dark.

"Now stroke yourself, I need you to be very hard"

Jasper stroked himself as he was told.

"Faster" Rylan echoed

Jasper increase the tempo of his stroking. And just as he was about to get to the edge, Rylan spoke again.

"Now, get inside him. All the way. Then stay still."

Jasper lined up and pushed in with one long thrust. Cade’s mouth opened on a silent cry.

The fullness was sharp and complete.

Jasper’s hips met his ass and stayed locked there, trembling with the effort of not moving.

Rylan’s hand closed around Cade’s throat - not tight enough to cut air, just enough to remind him who held the power.

"You feel that? That’s him inside you because I allowed it. Every inch. Every second. Mine to give. Mine to take away."

He released Cade’s throat and moved up the bed. The blunt head of his cock brushed Cade’s lips.

"Open your mouth for me."

Cade opened. Rylan pushed in deep, using his mouth the same way he used everything else - controlled, thorough, without rush.

The dual sensation of being filled at both ends made Cade’s body go tight.

Jasper still hadn’t been given permission to move. The strain in his breathing was audible.

Rylan fucked Cade’s mouth with steady strokes while Jasper stayed buried to the hilt, forced to feel every clench of the body around him without relief.

After a long minute Rylan pulled out of Cade’s mouth and spoke over his shoulder.

"You can move now. Hard. I want to hear him."

Jasper’s control snapped. He drove into Cade with deep, punishing thrusts. The spreader kept Cade open and helpless.

Each impact forced broken sounds out of him. Rylan watched for a while, then climbed onto the bed, straddled Cade’s chest, and fed his cock back into Cade’s mouth so every cry was muffled around him.

The rhythm went on until Cade was shaking, his cock rigid and untouched against his stomach. Rylan pulled free again.

"Stop."

Jasper froze, buried deep, chest heaving.

Rylan uncuffed one of Cade’s wrists, wrapped Cade’s hand around his own cock, and gave a single order.

"Stroke yourself. Slowly. You don’t come until I say."

Cade obeyed. The dual sensation - Jasper’s cock still hard and still inside him, his own hand moving under command - pushed him right to the edge and held him there.

Sweat ran down his temples under the blindfold.

Rylan’s voice was calm.

"Jasper. Pull out."

The sudden emptiness made Cade whimper. Rylan slicked himself, positioned between Cade’s spread legs, and pushed in with one smooth thrust.

The different angle, the different thickness, tore a raw sound from Cade’s throat.

Rylan set a relentless pace, driving deep, using him without mercy while Cade’s hand kept the ordered slow stroke on his own cock.

When Rylan decided it was time, he pulled out, nodded once at Jasper, and watched the other man sink back into Cade’s body.

They switched like that - Rylan, then Jasper, then Rylan again - until Cade was wrecked and open and making continuous broken noises.

Rylan finally unlocked the spreader and the remaining cuff. He rolled Cade onto his stomach, dragged him to the edge of the bed, and entered him from behind while Jasper knelt in front of Cade’s face and used his mouth.

The new position let Rylan go deeper. He gripped Cade’s hips hard enough to bruise and fucked him with short, vicious thrusts.

"Come," he ordered.

Cade came with a muffled shout around Jasper’s cock, body seizing, spilling onto the sheets.

The clenching pulled Rylan over a few strokes later. He buried himself to the root and filled him, hips grinding through the last pulses.

Jasper followed almost immediately, spilling down Cade’s throat with a rough groan.

Silence settled, broken only by harsh breathing.

Rylan pulled out slowly. He removed the blindfold. Cade blinked up at him, eyes dark and used. Rylan’s hand stroked once over his sweat-damp hair.

"Both of you stay the night. Rules don’t change in the morning. You belong to me. The work stays the work. Everything else stays behind these walls."

Jasper was still on his knees at the side of the bed, catching his breath. Cade lay where he had been left, body marked and open and claimed.

Rylan looked at the two of them and gave a single satisfied nod.