All Chapters of The CEO's Bad Boy: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Gabriel Watching Dominic pierce the delicate skin on Rhett’s neck with the silver claw ring sends a mixed message swirling through my body. My heart says “protect our loved one”, while my brain says “Dominic won’t truly harm Rhett and Rhett can stop this if he wants to,” then there is my dick…My dick says, “Oh fuck! That’s hot!” My dick and mind are not totally at war but my heat thinks they are crazy. My dick wins. My eyes hone in on the slow drag of the claw and the trickle of blood. Rhett moans and tilts his head to the side. Dominic’s eyes meet mine as his tongue flicks out and tastes a drop of Rhett’s blood. I lean forward and lick the long droplet making it’s way down Rhett’s neck and follow it up to Dominic’s mouth where we kiss one another while licking Rhett’s neck. Rhett moans more when Dominic sucks the tender spot and traces a second fine line on Rhett’s chest. I move my mouth to this second spot and lick then suck and lick again, loving the metallic tang of my lovers bl

Gabriel “I believe we are destined to have a very pleasing meal and then perhaps desert at my place. Who is your sexy friend, Pretty Boy?” I noticed Rhett and his sexy friend the instant we entered the room. I remember his friend from the day his friends helped him move in. I only interacted with Kai but I noticed the other boys. All of them are attractive in their own way, but Kai grated on me because of the way he clung to Rhett and tried to act as if he had a claim on someone who was clearly not interested in being his. Knowing Rhett’s past and seeing the body language of the boys, I know they are close and they have fucked. Rhett’s friend wants him still, but has the grace to keep his lustful glances subtle. Rhett is attracted to the boy, but also keeps the vibe casual. “Dominic, this is Trent. Trent, this is Dominic and the very sexy man next to him is Gabriel. I have told you enough about them for you to understand, but Dominic, and Gabriel, my most amazing daddies, do you kno

Trent “Tell me now what you absolutely will not do, because once we are upstairs, the game is on. You will strip, fold your clothes and place them on the back of the chair I place mine on and sit on the floor on your knees with your back straight and eyes lowered in front of Dominc while I sit in front of Gabriel and we will await instruction or their questions,” Rhett says in a voice that is commanding and firm. He is dead serious, more serious than I have seen him in the entire five years we have been friends. “I won’t eat shit. I don’t want my balls busted or my dick injured. I am cautious about anything too big in my ass, but I think fisting is hot…so not a hard no…just…not something I am certain of. I want to eat your ass and play with piss…I want you to give me a golden shower and to get choked,” I reply. “What is your stance on bloodplay?” Rhett asks. “I hadn’t thought of it,” I admit. “I hadn’t either before Saturday, but it was amazing, however you can always tell us to

Gabriel Yesterday, we took Trent to the clinic and waited with him in our bedroom for the results. The boys discussed the clothes they bought with me after the trip to the clinic and class they both plan to take next semester. It was a sweet moment and sweetened further when Trent got the all clear and they kissed then both kissed me. I texted Dominic with a photo of the two naked boys kissing and the results. Today, Thomas and Claudia are both surprisingly chipper. I believe the trip Dominic told me about where my best friend finally gave into his kinks has something to do with it. Arrianna, on the other hand, is acting squirrely. “Gabriel, how are things going at Dominic’s place? I heard that you went shopping for a birthday gift for my son together and that you brought Rhett by to discuss design ideas and lans for the place,” Thomas says. I am so glad I wanted to reply until he had said all of that. “I need to have some contractors look at the place and then get a timeline f

Gabriel I know what Rhett wanted to do, but I silenced him with a look and then waited until Von had helped Rachelle and bandaged her, then we placed her on the guest bed. Now that the young adults are settled and talking amongst themselves, Dominic and I go downstairs together. “Mr. Moran! We need to talk!” I snap. “Did you know teens, youth and young adults who are transgender are far more likely to commit suicide when they don’t have supportive adults in their life! Well, Von has two now. Unfortunately, you are not one of them! HE just helped us save one of Rhett’s friends who was beaten for being transgender and is upstairs tending her wounds. He has our thanks and our support, even if you refuse to see why Von has become so withdrawn.” “I…I…you need to stay out of it! It’s not your family! You go around dating boys half your age and hanging around with…” “Sexual deviants like me, Henry? Or should I call you, Bun-bun?” Dominic laughs. Mr. Moran flushes and then blanches, stari