“So,” Matt says after the table’s been cleared. “I am interested in this thing if you two are. But I’d like to talk, first, about what might be involved. What you’re into.”
Marisha looks at Taliesin expectantly and he freezes up for a moment. But- he loves them. It’s okay. “Well, submission is a big part of it,” he starts. “Being punished- that’s a good start. Humiliation. Bondage is excellent, I’m so-so on sensory deprivation, and we’re already pretty good at roleplay- what I really like is, well, being hurt.”
Matt and Marisha nod. “We’ve played around a little bit with, um, domination? But nothing really much more than me bossing him around.” Matt mutters a quiet affirmation and, yeah, that’s still a really nice picture.
“If we do this, we’ll wanna start small,” Taliesin says. “I think spanking would be a good first time.”
“Which of us would you want to spank you?” Matt asks. He’s a lot less shy now, invested in what is, essentially, a story they’re crafting.
“Both of you, actually,” Taliesin says. “I would be…pretty into you two taking turns with it.”
“Would you be interested in trying this tonight?” Marisha asks.
Taliesin pauses just for a moment because- he honestly didn’t expect they’d ever do this. Not that he expected he would start fucking his best friends either, so what the hell does he know? “Yes,” he says. “If you guys are into that, tonight would be. Pretty great.”
Matt stands up and extends a hand to Taliesin. “Well. You wanna go to the bedroom, then?”
He nods and gingerly takes Matt’s hand.
“Do you have a safeword?” Marisha asks.
Taliesin thinks for a moment. “‘Ripley’ is pretty good, I think,” he says.
Matt chuckles and kisses his cheek. “Okay. Ripley it is.”
The bedroom is dimly lit, which Taliesin appreciates because as much as he’s into this, he is still, honestly, a little nervous. He toes out of his shoes and moves to pull his shirt off, but Marisha lightly swats his hand.
“I’ll undress you,” she says. “You’re not in charge of anything tonight.”
Oh, she’s good already. Taliesin wonders just how much she’s researched.
He nods, and only moves to aid in stepping out of his clothes. He’s getting more used to being naked in front of Matt and Marisha, who lavish attention on all parts of his body; he’s not sure he’s ever felt this comfortable in his own skin when it comes to sex.
“Were you good today?” Matt asks. “Did you get a lot of work done?”
“I…didn’t quite finish one of my projects,” he says, which is the truth, since he’d been so caught up in thinking about tonight.
Marisha shakes her head disapprovingly. “That won’t do,” she says. “Bend over the bed. Come on.” She smacks his thigh as he moves to obey her.
“How many swats do you think he needs to learn his lesson?” Matt asks, and Taliesin makes a pleased noise into the mattress. Matt has always been good at improv.
“Ten, I think,” Marisha replies. “Five from me and five from you. Shall I start?”
“By all means.” Taliesin crooks his head slightly to see Matt kiss her; they apparently know they’re being watched, because they step it up, deepening the kiss, Marisha lightly nipping at Matt’s lower lip.
The first smack is very light- he thinks she’s hit him harder just while fooling around. He sticks his ass up a little higher to try to silently convey that she needs to go harder.
She seems to get the message, because the next one is a good, hard smack that resounds off his skin. Taliesin can’t help but groan out loud. It’s been a while since someone gave him a good spanking, and he can feel his cock growing harder every minute.
This encourages Marisha, and her final three slaps are similar, nice sharp hits that make his ass sting. She takes an extra moment to grope his ass, and says, “Your turn.”
There’s brief hesitation before Matt’s first try, but he steels himself and starts. He basically copies what Marisha did, but on the other side of his ass, and if Taliesin weren’t in the middle of a spanking he’d be charmed by what quick learners they are.
“There you go,” Matt says, voice pitched low and smooth. “You were a good boy. Stay right there just a minute longer.”
Taliesin peeks behind him to see Matt pull his erection out of his pants and start pumping himself. Marisha strokes him too, and after a few more tugs, come splashes across Taliesin’s bare back. He whimpers and tries not to rut against the mattress, then he’s turned around to face his lovers.
Matt pats his leg to encourage him to scoot up onto the bed, which hurts in that nice, sharp way he’s missed. Marisha peels her leggings and panties off and sits above Taliesin. “Good boy,” she purrs as she lowers herself onto his cock.
She rides him hard, and he barely lasts any time at all. Her pussy clenches around him as he comes and she gasps, scraping her nails against his shoulders.
Matt joins them on the bed as Marisha flops down to the side. “Was that a good first go?” he asks, and Taliesin has to laugh a little at how drastically his tone has changed, from serious, sexy dom to nervous, gentle boyfriend.
“Yeah,” he says. He curls up between the both of them and closes his eyes. “That was good.”
Re: "Excite Me"- Matt/Marisha/Taliesin (2/2)
Marisha looks at Taliesin expectantly and he freezes up for a moment. But- he loves them. It’s okay. “Well, submission is a big part of it,” he starts. “Being punished- that’s a good start. Humiliation. Bondage is excellent, I’m so-so on sensory deprivation, and we’re already pretty good at roleplay- what I really like is, well, being hurt.”
Matt and Marisha nod. “We’ve played around a little bit with, um, domination? But nothing really much more than me bossing him around.” Matt mutters a quiet affirmation and, yeah, that’s still a really nice picture.
“If we do this, we’ll wanna start small,” Taliesin says. “I think spanking would be a good first time.”
“Which of us would you want to spank you?” Matt asks. He’s a lot less shy now, invested in what is, essentially, a story they’re crafting.
“Both of you, actually,” Taliesin says. “I would be…pretty into you two taking turns with it.”
“Would you be interested in trying this tonight?” Marisha asks.
Taliesin pauses just for a moment because- he honestly didn’t expect they’d ever do this. Not that he expected he would start fucking his best friends either, so what the hell does he know? “Yes,” he says. “If you guys are into that, tonight would be. Pretty great.”
Matt stands up and extends a hand to Taliesin. “Well. You wanna go to the bedroom, then?”
He nods and gingerly takes Matt’s hand.
“Do you have a safeword?” Marisha asks.
Taliesin thinks for a moment. “‘Ripley’ is pretty good, I think,” he says.
Matt chuckles and kisses his cheek. “Okay. Ripley it is.”
The bedroom is dimly lit, which Taliesin appreciates because as much as he’s into this, he is still, honestly, a little nervous. He toes out of his shoes and moves to pull his shirt off, but Marisha lightly swats his hand.
“I’ll undress you,” she says. “You’re not in charge of anything tonight.”
Oh, she’s good already. Taliesin wonders just how much she’s researched.
He nods, and only moves to aid in stepping out of his clothes. He’s getting more used to being naked in front of Matt and Marisha, who lavish attention on all parts of his body; he’s not sure he’s ever felt this comfortable in his own skin when it comes to sex.
“Were you good today?” Matt asks. “Did you get a lot of work done?”
“I…didn’t quite finish one of my projects,” he says, which is the truth, since he’d been so caught up in thinking about tonight.
Marisha shakes her head disapprovingly. “That won’t do,” she says. “Bend over the bed. Come on.” She smacks his thigh as he moves to obey her.
“How many swats do you think he needs to learn his lesson?” Matt asks, and Taliesin makes a pleased noise into the mattress. Matt has always been good at improv.
“Ten, I think,” Marisha replies. “Five from me and five from you. Shall I start?”
“By all means.” Taliesin crooks his head slightly to see Matt kiss her; they apparently know they’re being watched, because they step it up, deepening the kiss, Marisha lightly nipping at Matt’s lower lip.
The first smack is very light- he thinks she’s hit him harder just while fooling around. He sticks his ass up a little higher to try to silently convey that she needs to go harder.
She seems to get the message, because the next one is a good, hard smack that resounds off his skin. Taliesin can’t help but groan out loud. It’s been a while since someone gave him a good spanking, and he can feel his cock growing harder every minute.
This encourages Marisha, and her final three slaps are similar, nice sharp hits that make his ass sting. She takes an extra moment to grope his ass, and says, “Your turn.”
There’s brief hesitation before Matt’s first try, but he steels himself and starts. He basically copies what Marisha did, but on the other side of his ass, and if Taliesin weren’t in the middle of a spanking he’d be charmed by what quick learners they are.
“There you go,” Matt says, voice pitched low and smooth. “You were a good boy. Stay right there just a minute longer.”
Taliesin peeks behind him to see Matt pull his erection out of his pants and start pumping himself. Marisha strokes him too, and after a few more tugs, come splashes across Taliesin’s bare back. He whimpers and tries not to rut against the mattress, then he’s turned around to face his lovers.
Matt pats his leg to encourage him to scoot up onto the bed, which hurts in that nice, sharp way he’s missed. Marisha peels her leggings and panties off and sits above Taliesin. “Good boy,” she purrs as she lowers herself onto his cock.
She rides him hard, and he barely lasts any time at all. Her pussy clenches around him as he comes and she gasps, scraping her nails against his shoulders.
Matt joins them on the bed as Marisha flops down to the side. “Was that a good first go?” he asks, and Taliesin has to laugh a little at how drastically his tone has changed, from serious, sexy dom to nervous, gentle boyfriend.
“Yeah,” he says. He curls up between the both of them and closes his eyes. “That was good.”