Mateo has stopped his voracious sucking, is just gently fisting my hardness as he waits for instruction. I pull my phone out of my pocket, as expected Amir has messaged me to let me know he's left, dropping Owen off before heading back to mine.

"You boys want to play?"

Mateo nods eagerly while River smiles, his eyes wide.

I lead them out of the private room and up the stairs. When we're in my playroom, Mateo is on his knees in seconds, releasing my cock and swallowing it down again. River stands demurely in front of me, his eyes to the ground.

I grasp Mateo's hair, pulling his head back, none too softly.

"Who's the Dom here, Mateo?" I hiss, and his eyes go wide, before narrowing in arousal.

I know there's no point going full Dom on Mateo. That's not what he's here for, but he's clearly happy to play along. It's River I'm interested in, standing now, still looking at the floor, his hands behind his back.

"Mateo, I'll have to punish you for not behaving appropriately," I'm using my smooth Dom voice, and he purrs in response, "stand and strip."

He jumps up and tears his clothes off like an overactive puppy, until he's naked before us, his cock bouncing against his hard, muscular stomach, shifting from foot to foot in excitement.

"Bend over," I indicate the horse and he folds his long body over it, holding onto the two hand-holds and resting his head against the padded seat. I push his feet apart so he's stretched out beautifully, his taut muscles quivering in anticipation as I stroke my hand over his ass.

"River, what shall I use to spank Mateo? My hand, the flogger or a paddle?"

River's eyes look wild – he clearly has no idea.

"I don't know," he whispers, "I don't want you to hurt him."

"Don't worry, buddy, I can take it," but he gulps a little.

I decide to go easy on him, and River's sensibilities, and just use my hand. I give him a gentle tap, nothing like I'd use on a sub, but he still flinches, and I have to stop myself from laughing. By the tenth I've managed to work up to a normal swat and his tanned ass has a nice pink glow.

I'm interested in River's reaction though, his eyes glowing almost ethereally as he watches Mateo's reactions, his lower lip caught firmly between his teeth.

"So, River," I move toward him, "have you done anything you need punishing for lately?"

He just nods, his eyes blinking rapidly.

"Mateo, why don't you stop pretending to be a submissive and come help me."

Mateo grins and jumps up, his cock still bouncing. I move behind River and gently kiss the side of his neck, feeling him shiver under me as he moves his head to allow me greater access.

"We should get your clothes off," I murmur into his soft skin, and Mateo takes the hint, unbuttoning River's shirt and pushing it off his shoulders, moving onto his jeans.

He's soon naked and I'm still dropping tiny, soft kisses over his sensitive skin, chasing goosebumps over the velvet flesh, as he rolls his neck and moans in pleasure.

Mateo comes into his own now, taking River's hand and guiding him to the horse where he just took his own punishment. I'm not planning on going so easy on River, I have an idea about him, and I watch as Mateo gets him into position, guides his hands to the holds, whispers at him to not let go. I hand Mateo two soft rope ties and he grins at me, bending to fasten each of River's ankles to a leg of the horse.

I should get Patrice up here, strictly, but I'm not going full Dom, I won't push any boundaries. If either of them say stop, that's what we'll do. I doubt I'll get River to subspace, but I can have a go. I let River know, whispering in his ear as I lean over his tight body, telling him to just say if it gets too much. He nods his understanding, his stunning black-framed eyes looking deep into mine, as he purrs into Mateo's hand, which is stroking gently through his hair.

I start with my hand, lightly tapping, as I did with Mateo, just getting his unblemished flesh used to the sting. Unlike the whimpers that came from the blond, River is quietly moaning, arching his back a little to present his ass to me. I start to slap harder now, creating that rose blush on his ass. It shows up wonderfully on the pale skin, not hidden there by the light-olive tan over the rest of his body.

"He likes it," Mateo murmurs, in awe, "it's so fucking hot."

"It sure is. Pass me the black flogger," I gesture at the small flogger hanging on the wall, the soft material designed to offer a gentle introduction.

As I begin to pass it over his skin I see his eyes are closed, his lip sucked into his mouth and I get Mateo's attention, sucking my thumb into my mouth and pointing at River with my eyes. Mateo gets the hint, moving closer to his friend and lightly running his thumb over the moist flesh. River reacts instantly, drawing Mateo's digit between his lips, suckling lightly.

Mateo's eyes roll back and he stands, clearly unable to wait a moment longer, pushing the tip of his thick cock between River's pretty lips, which open for him eagerly. I stroke the soft, burning skin of his ass, making him moan around Mateo's length.

Holding the ornate jar of lube up, I gesture to Mateo to take some, which he does, leaning over River's relaxed body to circle around his tightly muscled pucker. I didn't think I'd be able to get River to lower his inhibitions enough to get the real sub experience, not with his bouncy excitable friend here, but he's surprisingly relaxed, gently bucking his hips back to meet Mateo's gently moving finger, which has finally penetrated him.

I slide my lubed finger inside him too, and we work in concert, gently opening him up. I add another finger, pushing deeper, then stroking for his sensitive bundle of nerves on my way back out, hearing him cry out around Mateo's cock. He tries to lift himself but Mateo has a firm grip in his thick brunette locks. It's okay though, I know exactly what he's demanding and I roll the rubbery sheath over my cock, pushing my way inside him while Mateo's long finger is still embedded, holding his wrist so he doesn't take it out, knowing that the feeling will be intense because of the independent movement inside his tightness.

Mateo carefully slides away from River's mouth, though leaving his finger inside, crouching so their eyes are level.

"You okay, baby?" he murmurs, slightly to my surprise.

"Yu-huh," River mumbles through his gasps, his eyes rolling back.

Mateo stays down, stroking River's flushed cheek with his spare hand, moving forward to cover his mouth with his own, pushing his tongue forward passionately. When he breaks the kiss he presses his forehead against River's.

"You look so fucking sexy right now, baby, taking that big cock so well. I can feel it inside you, stretching you out so damn good."

I can tell Mateo's words are having an intense effect on River, and I'm not totally immune myself, thrusting forward harder into his clenching tunnel.

"Hey, there, Master Gray," Mateo asks, almost shyly, "can I- ?"

I debate for a moment simply letting him join me, but decide that might be too much for River right now. Instead, I pull out, leaving River whimpering in frustration, until Mateo replaces me, slamming into him hard, forcing a keening moan from his throat.

I quickly go to the bathroom, trashing the condom and washing up. When I return Mateo is going full bore, spouting hot and filthy words as he rams into River, who's trying to thrust back, frustrated but horny because of his bound legs.

I go to his head, gently stroking his hair, and he grabs at my hips, pulling me to him and taking my cock back out, lifting his head to take me into his mouth. His eyes are glazed with lust as he swallows me all the way down, clenching his throat around me, and I know from Mateo's words that he's doing the same with his ass, sending Mateo rapidly toward the point of no return.

This supposed submissive is having everything his own way right now, but I don't really care, he feels pretty damn good with his hot mouth wrapped around my cock. I reach forward though – if nothing else, I can push him over the edge at the same time as me, and Mateo can do his best to keep up.

I slide two fingers inside him this time, tip tapping over his sensitive inner walls, past Mateo's thrusting member. With my other hand I reach under him, firmly grasping his weeping cock. When I can't hold any longer, I release into his warm throat.

"Come, River," I instruct, and he does, bathing my wrist in his juices as his throat constricts around my pulsing release.

I can tell Mateo is chasing us both as he roars, clutching River's hips.

Afterward, I quickly unbind River's ankles, carrying him to the bed. Slightly to my surprise, River is floating, tucking himself into me as I sit back on the bed, gently running my fingers over his back. Mateo needs no such care, though he seems content enough, a huge, slightly goofy grin on his face as he slides onto the bed on the other side, his large hand on River's hip.

"That was incredible," he mutters now, "I don't know how you got him to react like that, but it was unreal."

"It wasn't me, it was all him," I'm not being falsely modest here, I had very little to do with River's reactions, it really was all him.

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