(Image: Abe Woodhull (Left), Benjamin Tallmadge (Right))

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Yeah. 

For those of you who don't know who this is, it's: Benjamin Tallmadge X Abraham Woodhull X Caleb Brewster. 

I've never once written Caleb's character in my life but there's a first time for everything. 

C/W: 

Bondage, wax play, knife play, BDSM themes, hair pulling, etc... 

This is going to be as bad as the last one with Ben-

~Story Begins~

Abe shifted, the smell of dust was the only thing he could make out other than the sounds of voices around him. Why did he agree to this? To be bound and blindfolded? 

Had it been his desire for Ben? The desire to touch him, to feel him again? Something similar to what they had years ago?

He knew Ben's body like it was muscle memory, every little place to touch, to grope; he knew.

Or perhaps it's the jealousy of knowing Ben had Caleb there to please him. Please him more than he had.

Why did he think this way? He had everything he could ask for: a wife, a child, a farm that seems to be doing at least decent... He hadn't anticipated something like this. He had everything! 

But seeing Ben so much different... Much more broad, much more firm... It had driven him crazy. He wasn't that little school-boy anymore, god, he was so much better. 

Dismissing the thoughts, Abe felt himself being jerked to his feet, pulled up by the ropes that held his wrists. From the strength, it was much clear Caleb had been the one to do so. 

"Come now, Woody... Don't be difficult." 

Abe groaned, and looked to where he assumed Caleb was hovering over his shoulder. "What is the plan here?" 

"If you'd move, you'd find out." The larger man spoke, voice gruff. 

Abe rolled his eyes behind the blindfold, moving forward blindly. He took a couple steps with caution, afraid that if he stepped incorrectly, he'd go down. 

Caleb at sudden came to a halt, and Abe yelped when he was tugged backwards. A large hand covered his mouth, so he froze. 

"Do ya' wanna get us caught? Quiet down." The gruff man muttered, forcing Abe to his knees. Abe groaned, feeling large fingers work with the blindfold, it soon falling to the floor. Blinking a couple times, Abe's eyes adjusted to the lighting, which was no more than a lantern and a couple candles. Once he finally got around to looking ahead, he froze, eyes widening. 

Ben sat there, stripped almost completely naked with only his stockings, tied beautifully. His face was flushed, and his hair was messy, a gag keeping him silent. 

Abe's eyes slowly snaked over the man's body, examining each small detail. 

He wanted to protest, explain how many ways this could go wrong. That the tavern they were in was no more than a death trap surrounded by redcoats. But he couldn't. He was too busy to even form a coherent sentence. His eyes simply just scanned the bashful Tallmadge, simply watching how his thighs squeezed together, and his eyes avoided contact. 

And by god, didn't the risks add to the excitement? 

Caleb grinned, kneeling behind Ben, his rough hands grazing over the smaller male's chest. He took the opportunity, squeezing Ben's pecs, watching how the man's head was thrown back, eyes shut. He glanced toward Abe, smirking. "Isn't he pretty, Woody?" 

Abe tensed, jealousy drowned out by arousal. His mouth opened, but he couldn't seem to form a thought. He could only focus on Ben.

Brewster laughed, moving over to Abe, kneeling in front of him. "What's the matter? Cat got yer tongue?" 

Abe's mouth went dry, and he stared up, meeting the man's gaze. His green eyes pierced through Abe, and the already small man tried to appear smaller. 

"N-No.. I jus-" 

Caleb grinned, tilting his head softly. Abe returned the grin, almost playful, before remembering what was going on. He gasped, feeling Caleb's fingers intertwine in his hair, head snapping back as a result. He clenched his fists, avoiding the urge to moan.

The largest of the three men grinned, soon making his way back to his feet, heaving Abe up with him. His hands traced over the male's body, and he leaned in, meeting eyes with the raven haired man. 

Abe could only focus on the desperation and the lust. He bit his bottom lip as Caleb began to remove his breeches, thighs squeezing together. He whined slightly when the larger man forced them apart again. 

"What are you, fuckin' shy?" Caleb scuffed, pulling Abraham closer. His hands explored the smaller man's thighs, gently squeezing the skin. 

Benjamin watched in envy, wishing to be touched. He rocked his hips forward, in search of some friction. Though, the only satisfaction he got was from his own thighs. He whined softly, looking towards the other two with desperate eyes. 

Caleb looked back at the man as he finished stripping away Abe's breeches and undergarments. He pulled the smallest of them over, perking a brow. "Sit." 

"On his lap?"

"On his lap." 

Abe obliged, moving to where he sat easily on the blonde's lap. But god, how he wished his wrists weren't tied. He wanted to touch Benjamin so bad, to feel his body, just caress his skin.  

He groaned however, feeling Benjamin grinding up against him. He glanced down, blushing at the sight. Ben hard, his cock already dribbling with precum. He grinned, beginning to grind down against the man, leaning in close enough to press a soft kiss to the man's cheek. 

Caleb smirked, kneeling down beside the two men, watching the somewhat frantic jerks of their hips. He reach down, teasing his fingers over the head of Ben's cock. He knew how Ben loved to be touched. 

Slow, long strokes along the base, thumb pressed firmly against the tip.

His other hand brushed teasingly over Abe's dick, earning a whimper and a needy thrust from the man. He moved back slightly, grinding more frantically, trying to get just a bit more friction between them.

Caleb tilted his head to the side, looking between the two, his eyes hungrily tracing over both of their bodies. "Woody," He called the male to attention, "Suck." He pointed to Ben's cock, a grin across his lips. 

Abe's blush deepened, and he slowly slid from the man's thighs, leaning down to where he could blow a puff of air onto Ben's cock. He took the tip into his mouth, tongue tracing teasingly over the male's head. 

Ben's eyes rolled back slightly, and he threw his head back, soft moans erupting from his chest, though they were muffled by the fabric of the gag. Abe, however, craved the sounds, he wanted more, he wants Ben to remember how good he can make the man feel. 

Caleb grinned, grabbing a candle. He lit it using the lantern, and watched as the wax began to melt, and drip to the floor. 

Walking back over to the others, Caleb held the candle over Ben's chest, watching in delight how the blonde's back arched each time some wax hit his skin. 

Abe glanced up, watching the man, his wrists struggling against the restraints as he moved his head down the length of Ben's cock, tongue teasing itself around some veins. 

Ben bucked his hips up, moaning in delight. His thighs shook, and he bit deeply into the cloth that kept him silent. He stared down, meeting eyes with the smaller man below. He swore his heart skipped a beat as he looked him over. Such a beautiful face, one so pretty when he's so messy. Not to mention how the man's lips looked as they stretched to match the size of his cock. 

His back arched once again, hips thrusting up at the feeling of the warm wax against his skin. 

Abe rose up, a pop being heard as he did, his lips still connected to Ben's cock by a strand of saliva. 

Caleb perked a brow, a smirk on his lips. "Lean against the wall, Woody. I wanna try something with you." 

Abraham perked a brow, but he did listen to the larger man, pressing his back against the wall. He watched as the man moved closer, holding the candle where it wouldn't drip. 

"Choose a word."

"W-Word...?" 

"Surely you know what I mean. You aren't that innocent." The bearded man snorted, tilting his head to the side. "You've sucked one too many cocks." 

Abe pouted, tensing, glancing to the side. "I-I... Uh... C-... No... Um..." The man bit his lip, staring at the floor. 

Caleb's eyes softened as he stared down at the farmer. "How about this: if it gets to be too much, just tell me to stop, aye? I don't want to hurt you, Woody." 

"Yeah, yeah... Sounds good." 

"Good." Caleb smiled warmly, tilting Abe's chin up, letting some wax fall onto his chest. Abe leaned his head against the wall, a low groan erupting from his throat. 

Ben's eyes traced the men, eyes following the wax as it traced down Abraham's chest before it hardened against the man's sweaty skin. He was delighted by the sight, really. Abraham is a beautiful man, and god, he's absolutely gorgeous when he's tied up. 

Caleb is also extremely beautiful, Ben adored him. Beautiful, confident green eyes; a confident smile, strong arms. He's just amazing. 

A few more drops of wax, and Caleb blew the candle out, setting it to the side. "Good boys~..." He purred. 

Abe panted slightly, now super desperate for more contact, for touch. He whined softly, staring up at Caleb. The larger man grinned down at him, tilting his chin up. "Since you've been such a good boy, I'm going to untie you. If you disobey me, I will tie you back up... Understand~?" 

"I understand, sir..." The man breathed out. Getting to his feet, Caleb spun him around, working with the ropes. Abe blushed, feeling the man press against his bare ass. Once his wrists were free, he grinned, looking to Caleb before slowly walking over to Ben. 

Noticing a weary glance from the raven haired man, Caleb gave a nod. Abe grinned, eagerly moving onto the blonde's lap, hands tracing up his chest, squeezing the man's pecs, the squishy skin absolutely driving him insane. He looked into Ben's eyes, slowly leaning down, taking the blonde's nipples into his mouth, flicking the bud with his tongue. His thumb gave the other nipple some attention, rolling the bud around.

The spurts of pleasure made Ben shake beneath the smaller man's touch. 

Though, both of them were fairly caught off when they heard the sound of metal rubbing against metal. Abe pulled back, satisfied at the skin that turned pink from sucking. He glanced back, watching Caleb sharpen a knife. 

The older man snorted softly, standing up, spinning the knife slightly. Moving beside the two others, he pulled the gag from Ben's mouth and smirked. "Word?" 

Ben blushed, an airy chuckle slipping between his lips. "Setauket..." 

"Good boy~... Now, Woody, move please~..." 

Abraham stood up, a look of concern resting on Benjamin. He glanced at Caleb for a second, eyes focusing on the knife as it was pressed to Ben's skin. 

Ben shivered as knife slowly traced down his skin, a soft moan being drawn from his lips. The warmth of the cut mixed with the blood running from his chest made him quiver. 

"Still okay, Benny?" 

"I-I am~..." 

Caleb grinned, cutting into the man's collar bone, leaving his initials in the man's skin. He lifted the knife to his mouth, tongue tracing over it teasingly, cleaning the blood from it. He laughed, handing the knife to Abe. 

Abe tensed, staring at Benjamin. He looked to Caleb, only to have him nod back at Ben. He knelt down beside the blonde, opposite as to where Caleb had carved his initials, beginning to carve his own, placing gentle kisses on the man's shoulder. "So pretty, Benny~..."

"He is, isn't he?" Caleb questioned, knelt down beside Abe. He grabbed the man's ass, messaging the cheeks with his rough hands, earning a whine from the farmer. 

Abe smirked slightly, a bit more confident in his actions. He ran the dull side of the blade down Ben's abdomen. Flipping the blade, he made an incision in the man's hip, drawing a moan. Eyes widening, Abe knew he wanted to draw more sounds from the blonde, god how he wanted to hear him. 

Caleb perked a brow, slipping a hand up to Ben's lips, to fingers pressed firm between them. "Here, pretty boy. Suck." 

Ben took the man's fingers into his mouth, as ordered, curiosity running through his expression. He's been in this situation before, multiple time with Caleb, but now that Abe was here, he could only wonder what the man would do. His tongue traced over his fingers almost greedily, curling and twisting, swallowing around them. 

Once a fine coat had been spread across, Brewster pulled his fingers away from Ben, using his other hand to pull Abe closer. He ran a finger between his ass cheeks, watching how the man shivered. 

Abe slid the knife to the side, as he stared at Benjamin, pressing a kiss to the man's lips. He groaned, feeling a large finger tease around his entrance, slowly sliding in, Ben's saliva being used as lube. 

He pressed back against the male's fingers, moaning in-between Ben's lips. 

Caleb curled his finger, opening the man up enough to slip in a second finger. "Aye, that's a good boy, Woody~..." 

 Ben smirked, looking to Caleb. "Think our Abraham can handle both?" He spoke between some pants.  He looked down for a moment, both he and Abe's cocks were dripping with precum, red and needy. 

"I do believe I want to keep you tied up, Pretty boy." Caleb mentioned, slipping a third finger into Abe's ass. "So perhaps, I will have some fun with him first. I want to see how many orgasms I can milk from him tonight." 

Benjamin grinned at the idea, looking down at Abraham, whom was moaning and begging for more. 

Abe panted, moving back against the man's fingers, leaning down to once again take Ben's cock into his mouth, taking the entirety of the length almost immediately. Ben's eyes rolled back at the unexpected contact, hands squeezing tightly around the bondage. 

Caleb smirked, one hand intertwining into Abe's hair. He pulled his fingers away, listening to the pretty whines that left the smaller man's throat; those same whines causing Ben to shiver. Brewster lowered his breeches and undergarments, enough for his cock to spring free.

With some spit, he coated his fingers, and then he quickly ran those fingers over his cock, coating it. He snickered, moving forward on his knees, lining himself with Abe's entrance, slowly pressing the tip in. 

Abe shook, eyes rolling back slightly, a loud moan slipping between his lips. Ben bucked his hips up, moaning quietly, knowing that there could very well be someone nearby. 

Caleb pressed further into the man, feeling his walls stretch around him. He gave the man a second to adjust, pulling out and then thrusting back in, Abe immediately releasing against the floor. 

The more gruff man laughed, rubbing Abe's hips. "Did I hit the right spot, Woody~?" He questioned, pulling the man's head back away from Ben's cock. 

"Oh god, yes~..." He panted, "please, I want more~!" He begged, biting his lips. He whimpered, rubbing his thighs together, his cock still hard and throbbing. 

Caleb perked a brow, rocking his hips again. 

Abe moaned, quick to silence himself with Ben's cock, nose meeting the curls at the base. His hands reach up, fiddling with the man's balls, feeling how the man's body tensed and quivered. 

Ben groaned, fucking the man's throat, head leaning back against the wall. 

Caleb grinned, holding Abe's hair as leverage, fucking the man roughly. He chuckled, tilting his head to the side. "That's a good boy, Woody~... Taking cock so well~..." He giggled. 

"So pretty, Abe~..." Ben praised, panting heavily. "God, you are such a beautiful man~... Such a beautiful, beautiful- oh god- man~..." He bit his lip, back arching from the wall. 

Caleb smirked, looking at his beautiful boys. He began to fuck the younger man with more force. Watching how both Benny and Abe began to become messes. He couldn't hep but grin, admiring the sight. 

He leaned in, near Abe's ear, biting it playfully, hips thrusting at a faster pace. "Good boy... Fuck~..." He muttered. 

Abe moaned loudly, feeling his high building back up, cock dripping. Ben shivered, the vibrations running through his body, and right back down to his groin. He couldn't help but try and tear away from the restraints, craving to touch Abe's body, craving to touch Brewster. But goddamn, he was left with no more than his wrists restrained. 

"Oh shit, I'm so close~..." Ben muttered. Soon enough, the man has released in Abe's throat, a low moan erupting from his throat. Abe had swallowed as much as he could, some leaking from his mouth as he lifted his head. His eyes rolled back, pressing his ass back further against Caleb. 

Caleb grinned, hand slipping down to pump Abe's cock. Slamming into his prostate, he chuckled when he pulled quite the sensual moan from the farmer, getting him to cum a second time. He followed shortly after, thrusting through his high. 

Abe panted. "W-We're going to get caught..." He whined quietly, beginning to hear voices upstairs. 

"No we are-" 

Before the man could finish his sentence, the door was pulled open. 

"Shit-" Ben whispered, eye shooting to the stairs. Caleb's eyes soon followed, and he stared to the top of the stairwell, pulling away and quickly fixing his clothes. 

"I'll go create a distraction- you two-... Get dressed and get ready to get out of here-..." 

Abe whined, and looked to Ben, quick to move over to the man, untying him. Though, before any of them to could move, a gasp was heard. 

"Oh, for god-sake..." Caleb groaned, "... It isn't what it looks like?" 

The woman on the staircase perked a brow, covering her eyes. "And I was born yesterday. Just- clean up and get out of here! The lot of you!" 

"Sorry Anna!" 

"Shut up, Abraham!" Ben scolded. 

"Sorry..." 

The men glanced between one another, before quickly cleaning everything up (including themselves), and getting out of there.

Abe paused however. "Hey- Anna... You won't tell anyone... Will you?" 

"No, I won't... But I swear to god, you better pay me back." 

"Will do-" Abe smiled awkwardly, quickly dismissing himself. He walked from the Tavern, joining with Ben and Caleb, clearing his dried throat. "So, boys... Wanna take it somewhere else?" 

Ben smirked, glancing at Caleb before a quick nod followed. 

Good lord, this should be fun. 

A/N

HAHA- UNEXPECTED ENDING- Y E

Feel bad for Anna though- XD

Anyway, enjoy, sinners. Filthy sinners.

Heheheheh-

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