atehimrightup | for george

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When Lee first learns of the club, a plan starts to formulate. He thinks about how George sprung that little shopping trip on him, and decides that it's time for a little payback.

He does some research and makes an appointment, then texts George to tell him that they're going out for dinner, that he'll be picked up at 8pm, and that Lee would like it very much if he wore the plug.

The thought of going to a sex club is sort of nerve wracking and intriguing all at the same time. He doesn't know if he particularly wants to partake in anything, but he's curious. He wants to check it out, and he thinks that George will, too. Hell, with all that George has gotten up to, it might seem like child's play to him.

But to Lee, it's entirely new. For him, sex has always been this clandestine, hidden thing. It was animal behavior, biology to be taken care of and little else. But he's learning so much about all the other ways it can be, and this seems like a good way to further his education.

He's even snuck the collar away to keep in his pocket. He doesn't want to tell George to wear that, too. It's never been worn out of the safety of George's apartment before, and he wants that choice to be George's, so Lee will let him make it once he has all the information.

He decides to get a cab for the trip, not wanting to drive his beat up old truck when he may possibly be impaired. He's dressed in all black-- jeans and a silky button down and his boots, with his face shaved and his dark red curls actually combed and styled. He looks-- good. It's not often that he looks into the mirror and thinks that, but it's happening more often lately. That's George's influence, he's sure.

Once the car pulls up to George's building, Lee shoots him a text. Come downstairs.

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“That’s it,” he murmurs, practically growling with satisfaction as she comes again. This time he does ease up, slipping his fingers out of her and pulling at George’s hair until he lifts his head.

His mouth is red and wet, eyes dark and skin flushed, and Lee stares at him for a long moment, taken by the sight.

Eventually he pulls his cock out of Alex and tugs off the condom, leaning over her as he wraps his hand around his cock. It only takes a few strokes before he’s coming onto her tits with a strangled groan, panting as he rocks back onto his haunches.

Still breathing hard, he drags his hand almost lovingly through George’s hair and jerks his chin toward the mess on Alex’s chest. “Clean that up.”

Lee comes across Alex's tits and she protests weakly but doesn't actually look like she cares. George's eyelashes flutter when Lee pulls his hair and he lowers his mouth to Alex's skin, carefully licking and sucking every splash of Lee's come off her skin, lingering with particular care at her nipples.

She whimpers, her hips twitching against the velvet, legs still spread wide.

Lee lounges back against the sofa and watches as George laps up his come from Alex’s tits, feeling very satisfied with himself.

“That’s my good little whore,” he says to George with obvious fondness in his voice. “You love the taste of my come, don’t you?”

He leans forward, sliding his hand down George’s back and slapping his ass, fingers finding the base of the toy and pressing in. “Don’t miss any.”

Lee slides his hand back up George’s spine and feels him shiver. It makes Lee feel on top of the world.

“What do you say, Alex?” Lee says, glancing down at her pink, wet cunt and shining thighs. He’s made such mess, and he loves it. “Think our little slut here should get to come, too?”

"You know I do," says George, moving his head to chase a drop of come on Alex's ribs. Lee slaps his arse and then presses against the plug and George moans softly. When Alex's skin is clean, he sits back on his heels.

"I think he's probably earned it," says Alex, and George feels so grateful he nearly bursts into tears.

"I'll do anything," he says. "Just tell me."

“I know you would,” Lee assures him, finally pushing his pants and shoes all the way off of his feet, leaving him naked as he leans back against the arm of the sofa, nearly mirroring Alex. He stretches one leg out along the back of it, pressed up against Alex’s while he leaves the other leg bent over the edge, foot on the floor.

He’s so turned on that his erection has barely flagged after coming so hard, and he hisses as he strokes himself. With the way George looks, it takes him no time at all to get ready to go again.

“Okay, come up here and face Alex,” Lee tells him, holding out a hand and gesturing for George to get up. He grabs him by the thigh and tugs him in closer, reaching out to pull the plug out of his ass.

“Show her how much you love taking a cock in your ass,” Lee tells him, knowing it’ll make George flush. “Once she gets to see what a desperate slut you really are, I’ll let you come.”

He spits into his palm just for the show of it, stroking his cock one more time and then holding it at the base while looking at George expectantly. “Put on a good show, baby. Stakes are high.”

George does flush -- he feels his face go hot -- as Lee tugs him up onto the sofa, positioning him just so. Lee holds his cock steady, and his arse is already open from the plug, so it's the easiest thing in the world to line himself up and sink down again. Lee's cock fills him beautifully, the way it always does, and he immediately starts to bounce on it, his cock waving obscenely in front of him. He doesn't dare touch it.

Her head pillowed on one arm, Alex grins.

"I thought you said something about taking you both at once," she says. "But I will totally take this."

“Mm, you looked pretty worn out,” Lee teases, grunting as George sinks down onto him so eagerly. He’s still sensitive, but he likes the edge of it. He likes even more how quickly George starts to bounce on it, like it’s the only thing he’s ever wanted in his life.

“Feel free to take your fill,” Lee says as he reaches around George’s waist as he fucks himself, curling his fingers around the base of George’s cock to hold it steady for her, should she choose to climb on. “We could really reward him.”

George really does have a beautiful cock, and Alex doesn't know when she'll get a chance again. She twists, grabbing a condom out of the bowl and opening it with her teeth, leaning forward to roll it down over his cock, grinning when he moans.

She shifts, straddling George's lap so that she can slide down onto his cock, her arms wrapped around his neck. It makes it harder for him to bounce on Lee's cock, but she feels him rocking underneath her.

"You know," she says, to Lee over George's shoulder, her mouth close to his ear. "I can't remember the last time I made someone lick their own come off my boots."

Lee hums approvingly as Alex gets into position, biting his lip at the sound George makes as she sinks down onto his cock. The weight of her makes it feel like Lee’s cock sinks just a little bit deeper and he groans, grinding his hips up against George’s ass.

George is functionally useless between them, so out of it he can barely seem to speak, and Lee kisses the back of his neck before lifting his head to meet Alex’s eye over George’s shoulder.

The sound of it is so fucking degrading. George would probably love it. “I’m sure he’d do a very good job. If he’s still conscious.”

"Guess we'll have to see," says Alex, tousling one hand into George's dark hair so that she can roll his head back against Lee's shoulder. He's a little dazed looking, but still with them, and his mouth quirks into a crooked smile. He shifts, teaching back with one hand to squeeze Lee's thigh. Alex keeps her fingers in his hair as she rides him.

God. It's perfect.

George’s head lulls back against Lee’s shoulder and he nuzzles his nose behind George’s ear, licking away a bead of sweat and pressing a kiss there. He and Alex basically pass him back and forth between their hips, using him, and Lee feels an overwhelming surge of affection for him in that moment. They always hit him at the weirdest times.

“Then you better get those boots ready if that’s what you want,” Lee tells Alex, sliding his hand up Alex’s side until he can cup one of her tits and thumb at her nipple. He keeps his other hand on George’s hip, squeezing hard. “He’s been good and I want to let him come.”

Alex doesn't need to be told twice. She eases herself off George's cock with a sigh, leaning down to suck the taste of her cunt off him, peeling away the condom when she pulls back. She shifts to the end of the couch, arranging herself with both feet up on the cushion, leaned back against the arm so that she can watch them fuck.

"Like that?" she says. George just moans, rocking his hips back onto Lee's cock.

Lee nods and thrusts up into George a bit harder, reaching around to curl his hand around George’s cock. It’s molten hot, like velvet over steel, and Lee bites softly at the back of his shoulder.

He starts to stroke George’s cock, angling in such a way that he’ll shoot all over Alex’s boots. His other hand slides up the center of George’s chest, curling around his throat over the collar.

“Okay, baby,” he says in George’s ear, his voice practically a growl. “You can let go. Let us see you come.”

George doesn't really know how long he's been hard for, how long he's wanted to come. Lee's hands are on him and Alex is sitting in front of him, naked and inviting, and it doesn't take much before he falls over the edge, a loud moan ripping out of him as he shoots come all over polished leather.

He's almost sobbing it feels so good.

George’s orgasm is so beautiful, so raw and intense, that Lee almost hates that someone else is witnessing it. Lee shushes him soothingly, lips pressed to George’s ear as he holds onto him, arms going around him and clutching at him possessively as he trembles and whimpers his way through it.

“That’s it. You did so good,” he murmurs quietly, turning George’s face toward him and kissing the corner of his mouth. “A perfect little slut.”

For the moment, he ignores Alex entirely, too focused on George for any of his attention to fall elsewhere.

He's so relaxed he's almost boneless, still trembling, and his cock is still more than half hard, even having just come. He smiles against Lee's mouth.

"All of it's for you," he says, despite Alex being right there. "And you know it."

Lee grins at that, looking dopey and boyish for a moment before he remembers where they are. There’s a wild moment where he wants to yell at Alex to look away, but he manages to contain it and take a breath.

“I know it,” Lee confirms, tugging at the lock on the collar and kissing him again. He holds onto George for a long moment, until his cock throbs with the need for attention where it’s still deep inside of George’s body. Lee kisses him and hums, pulling back and putting a hand between George’s shoulders to push him down on all fours.

Lee glances at Alex, almost embarrassed that she witnessed something so private, then shakes it off and lifts his chin, grabbing George by the hips.

“But I still have to come,” Lee reminds him, rolling his hips and thrusting in deep. “And you have a mess to clean.”

"Yes, Sir," murmurs George, leaning down until his weight is caught on his forearms, Alex's boots in front of him, rocking forward with every thrust of Lee's cock inside him. He drags his tongue over come splattered leather, moaning at the taste, the arousal and the humiliation.

He could do this forever.

“Look at him,” he says to Alex, wanting to get things back on track. He can be mushy later, once they’re alone at home. “He’s been so obedient. Sometimes he’s a brat.”

There’s obvious fondness in his voice and he smacks George’s ass, squeezing and dragging him back onto Lee’s cock. He watches George lick his own come from Alex’s boots with red cheeks, and once he’s done he grabs George by the hair and moves his head, pressing his face into Alex’s wet cunt.

“You got to come. Now we’re going to use you to get off,” Lee tells him, smacking his ass again and letting go of his hair so he can come up for air, mouth and nose shining as Lee thrusts into him hard. “Show her what else that tongue can do.”

It's like watching gay porn in real life, and Alex would be lying if she said she wasn't totally into it. It's been such a long time and this is doing a great job of taking the edge off. Lee presses George's face between her legs and he immediately goes to work, sucking and licking, and she can feel the thrust of Lee's cock against her every time he moves. She groans, arching her back and fondling her own tits.

"You can tell me what to do too, if you like," she says, giving Lee her best shit-eating grin. "I didn't hate it."

“Yeah, I could tell,” Lee volleys back, but he’s smirking. Then he looks down and gets distracted as he watches George eat her out like he’s starving, licking and sucking and moving his head in a way that makes it clear that he’s fucking her with his tongue.

For a wild, irrational moment he’s jealous that he can’t experience it for himself, but he shakes the thought away and scratches his nails lightly down George’s spine while he fucks him.

“Pull his hair,” he tells Alex, grunting as he fucks George almost lazily. They’ve all come now, and he feels no particular rush. “He likes that.”

Content to be obedient for now, Alex pushes both hands into George's dark hair, cradling his skull, scratching her nails against his scalp before she tugs, hard enough to lift his mouth off her for a second before she lets him go back to the task at hand.

She's gratified to feel him moan, his mouth pressed tight against her cunt.

"You're right," she says, grinning breathlessly. "He does."

Lee chuckles at the sight of it, pleased that George is enjoying himself. Lee is too, of course, but his whole goal this evening was to show George a good time. He thinks he’s done a decent job of it.

“Hungry slut,” Lee says fondly, slapping George’s ass again. “Such a pretty little hole for me to use. Sometimes I want to tie him to the bed all day, all spread open, and come use him like a toy whenever I feel like it.”

He’s kind of rambling, but he knows that George likes the sound of his voice, and Lee likes what George likes. “He loves to be helpless.”

"Does he?" says Alex, because it isn't like George can contribute to the conversation right now. She rocks her hips almost lazily, her fingers tight in his hair. "My ex did. You should invest in a cock ring, too. Make him multi-function." She grins. "Like a swiss army knife."

“Like this, yes,” Lee confirms, because in all other scenarios, George is the opposite of helpless. He thumbs at one of the dimples low on George’s back, watching as his cock slides out and then back in again, sinking in so easily, like it’s exactly where he belongs.

“What does a cock ring do?” Lee asks, amused by the way that they’re sharing an almost casual conversation while using George’s body for pleasure. “I’m pretty new to this stuff.”

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