Testosterone-X Ch. 16

Wren was still healing from the piercings. His nipples were sore and puffy most of the time, and he had to remind himself that the ugliness was part of the process. Soon the scabs would start to lessen and he would have rings put in place instead. It didn't take very long for the tattoo to heal. After the film came off his skin, he had to take it easy for two weeks-- partly to avoid irritating the skin, and also to avoid excess bathing. He wasn't allowed to get the tattoo wet, and Master was very stern about making sure he didn't get messy.

The other pups were understanding during that time. They were kind enough not to tease him, but they weren't exactly going to stop having fun with each other. He'd spent a few torturous weeks watching everyone else play. Finally Master was loosening restrictions.

Master left on a short trip yesterday with Piro, Beau, and Lucky. He left the other three behind to take care of themselves in the meantime.

Wren was just happy to play again. He had been so painfully horny for the past weeks, like the beginning of testosterone all over again. No amount of rubbing his dick on his pillow could satisfy him. To celebrate the relaxed rules, he was promised a few days of love and attention to make up for the deficit.

He woke up to Shilo pressed up against him. She was stroking the dark hair on his belly, her face nuzzled into his shoulder and kissing him gently. He shivered at the contact. His dick was already stirring.

His erection was spurred onward by a wide hand sliding between his legs. Quinn curled up on the other side of him and spread the swelling lips of his pussy with two fingers.

"Good morning, Wren," he said with a smile. He leaned in to nibble the puppy's chin.

Wren arched his back and let out a heavy, contented sigh. "Good morning," he murmured. Part of him wanted to cuddle up and fall right back asleep between the pair of them. The other part of him was rocking into Quinn's thick fingers.

"Raring to go," Shilo joked. She cupped one side of his chest gently and thumbed the soft skin around his nipples.

"So wet already? You really need this, don't you?" Quinn's teasing tone had Wren practically quivering. He spread his legs wider and Shilo dove in to nip at his throat.

"Please, both of you, I am so, so horny. Please just let me--" He choked on his words. Quinn pinched his dick between thumb and forefinger and began to stroke. He couldn't help the whine that bubbled up in his chest as he was finally touched in earnest. Quinn was right, his hole was dripping.

Shilo began to kiss her way down his body. She tickled his belly, then his thighs, leaving a trail of small marks in her wake. He was throbbing before she even got between his legs. Quinn moved to let her in, taking her place at Wren's head to lather him with affection. Their lips met and he moaned against the tongue that slid into his mouth.

"Mmm, you're so hot when you moan for us, Wren," Quinn panted between them. Wren couldn't respond. He was too focused on how Shilo's lips wrapped around his dick and sucked hard.

The noise that left him was nothing short of undignified. His eyes clenched tightly and he reached down toward her head. He found the soft, pointed tips of her ears, then his fingers buried in her hair. He used his grip to guide her bobbing head, but was careful not to pull. Quinn was rubbing up and down his body, squeezing the rounder parts of him and drinking in his sounds of pleasure.

He was twitching and trembling beneath their combined touch within minutes, unable to focus on any one sensation. His pussy was absolutely throbbing. After Master's strict enforcement of no sex for weeks, he was desperate to be fucked.

The first orgasm was like a dam burst. Wren curled in on himself with a gasp, almost pained. He held Shilo in place to fuck her mouth. She moaned around him. His eyes rolled back in his head and his thighs shook, resisting the urge to squeeze her between them. She didn't release him until he was whining for mercy.

"Poor, pent-up thing. Don't worry, we've got plenty more for you."

Quinn's words sent a thrill up his spine. The pair of pups traded places, and Quinn took up the space between Wren's legs. His muscles jumped under Quinn's tender touch. His cock was rock hard between them, nearly brushing Wren's own dick.

Wren wasn't sure whether to beg for more or wait patiently.

"I think you should give him what he really wants. Master's been so cruel, making him watch but not touch. I can tell how much he needs it, Quinn," Shilo wasn't gentle when she pulled his lips apart with two fingers to expose his front hole.

"I don't know. He's waited this long, a little longer won't hurt..." Quinn's grin gave him away, as did the rhythmic grinding of his cock between Wren's lips. He wanted it just as much as Wren, and they had no reason to deny themselves without Master here. Shilo laughed and played with his dick, teasing the softening flesh to hardness again.

"Don't be cruel," he begged.

Quinn leaned back on his calves to line himself up against Wren's entrance, guided by Shilo, then slowly sank his thick cock inside.

"F-fuck, Quinn! You're so-- oh you're so big," his voice was a desperate whine.

"Isn't he? Doesn't he feel so good inside you, Wren? You're so full," Shilo stroked his pussy as she spoke. She toyed with the edge of his hole, where Quinn was stretching him open nicely.

Wren nodded furiously, "Yes, yes, it's so good."

Quinn was silent above him, but he could see the pleasure in his face as he slid in to the root.

"Fuck," he whispered, voice as taut as his body, and Shilo laughed.

"Can you handle it, big boy? You look like you're going to bust already." She leaned over Wren, squeezing and rubbing her own breasts enticingly with her other hand. Wren's instinct to service kicked in, sparking a profound desire to treat Shilo the way they were treating him.

"I'll handle him just fine," Quinn retorted. He spread Wren's thighs wide and used them as leverage to pull out and begin a slow, deep pace-- the kind that made his cunt quiver, desperate to keep the thick cock inside him.

Shilo's teasing fingers squeezed around the base of Quinn's cock, making them both jump as Quinn rutted forward.

"Ngh, shit! If this ends early it'll be your fault," the bigger pup complained. It took him a moment to regain his rhythm.

"Shilo can I-- mm, fuck that's good," Wren's voice went high as Quinn ground their hips together. "Can I eat you out?"

"Of course," she wagged.

Shilo left his pussy alone and knelt over his head, careful of his ears. She filled his vision entirely. When she spread her lips to show off her glistening pussy, his mouth watered. Wren stretched out his tongue to get a taste of her.

"No wonder Master likes you so much. You're so sweet," Shilo cooed. She lowered herself until her pussy filled his mouth. Wren threw himself headfirst between her lips, tongue sliding up into her hole. She moaned and pressed her hips down against his face in response.

Quinn was still continuing his slow pace, but Wren could feel the eager twitching of his cock inside, turned on by the show they were giving. He purposefully squeezed tight and gasped when Quinn fucked in hard.

"Ah shit. Shit. Wren, if you do that again..." Quinn's warning fell on deaf ears. Wren rolled his hips to slide up and down his cock, all the while burying his face between Shilo's legs.

"Good boy," Shilo sighed. She leaned forward and began to ride his tongue.

Wren was caught between them and in utter bliss. He mouthed at Shilo's hairy cunt and took a deep breath of her musk. She was gasping and moaning, her thighs tensing around his head, threatening to squeeze. Quinn's pace picked up until he'd bent Wren's legs up and their hips were slapping together. Wren drowned his noises in her wetness, suckling her clit until she shook.

"Fuuu- good boy, Wren," she cried, ragged and desperate. He could tell she was close.

"Wren, I'm going to cum," Quinn said moments later. He sounded strained. His grip was tight on Wren's thighs, pulling him down into each thrust.

Wren only whined in response. His hole throbbed hard, dick jerking in response. He could feel the thickening cock inside him, ready to release a flood of hot cum. He wanted it so bad. He needed it.

Quinn was the first to go. He groaned and grabbed Wren's waist tight, holding him in place while he pumped him full. The feeling of cum spilling into his pussy made him clench and shake through his own orgasm in turn. Like a stack of dominoes, they fell one after the other.

His attention to Shilo's clit didn't falter. He licked the underside of it with long strokes of his tongue. Shilo cried her pleasure to the ceiling moments later. She pressed down hard to his mouth, practically smothering him in the taste of her. His tongue ached, but that didn't matter when she was dripping more of her sweet taste into his mouth. He kept drinking.

The three of them continued to rut against each other until the aftershocks faded.

"Sorry, Wren," Shilo said when she stood up. Dazed and high on sex, he only licked his lips in response. She had nothing to be sorry about at all.

"I'm not," Quinn laughed. His softening cock slipped out, followed by the first line of cum.

"Thank you both," Wren said when he'd managed to find his voice.

He felt filthy in the best way, hair plastered to his forehead and mouth still tasting of Shilo's pussy. He could see her playing with herself still while she cleaned up between her legs.

"Of course. Let's clean you up and get some food." The other two pulled themselves from the bed and made their way to the bathroom. Wren was just happy to have a bath again. They all crowded into the shower and washed themselves under the endless hot water.

Wren was careful not to rub his sore nipples while he cleaned himself. He did take a few moments to tease the other two, fingering cum from his still-dripping cunt.

Breakfast was put off for another hour while they had round two on the bathroom floor.