Pushing the Limit -Book 2 - 19. Chapter 19

TC was livid. He wanted to kill that son of a bitch father of Sin’s. The only thing that stopped him was David’s strength and support. The immense fear that TC felt when he answered Sin’s call and heard nothing but a high pitched keening was something he never wanted to feel again. He had called David as he ran out of his office and they had pulled into the driveway within seconds of each other. When he realized that the deadbolt had been thrown his fear increased even more. He and David had searched the house frantically for their boy. Relief had washed over him like a wave crashing on the beach when David pulled open the door to the storage cabinet and saw Sinclair curled up there. Fear and concern then flooded him as he wondered what had happened to send the man into hiding.

Sinclair was finally asleep. TC hated the panic and fear that he had seen in Sin’s eyes when David first opened the storage closet door. His heart felt like it had leapt into his throat and a wave of protectiveness washed over him when he saw Sin lash out when David touched him. TC had instinctively known that Sin had withdrawn into himself. Dr. Ng had given him some tips on how to center himself when he felt anxious and he had used those techniques to bring Sin back to the present.

TC felt David’s arms wrap around him. They were in the kitchen and TC returned the embrace, sighing deeply.

“I want to kill him for doing that to our boy.” TC growled.

“I know, me too. I’d love to whip the flesh right off of him. But we can’t.” David said, trying to be the voice of reason.

“We may not be able to kill him, but I can damn well ensure that he gets what he deserves. I will make sure he is brought to his knees.” TC vowed.

David’s eyes narrowed and a sly smile appeared. “What are you up to TC? I see evil intentions in your eyes. I like it.”

“Well, I’m pretty sure from what Claire and Sin have told us that the asshole works for a company that holds government contracts. That means he has to have some sort of government security clearance. As soon as Claire gets the restraining order issued, his employer is going to get a notification. I doubt that his superiors will allow him to keep working once they find out that he’s a threat to others. I’m pretty sure his clearance will be revoked.” TC declared.

David chuckled. “I will back you one hundred percent on this. I also think Sinclair should go with Claire and petition to be included on the restraining order as well. We need to make sure he falls so hard that he won’t even be able to get a job at McDonald’s.”

TC hugged David close, then leaned down to kiss him. He needed the steadiness that David gave willingly. “We are going to make that boy ours. Permanently. I don’t want him ever thinking that he’s not good enough. If anything we’re not worthy of him. Fuck David, I love him, just as much as I love you. We will not lose him, and we will not let assholes like his father undermine his confidence. Never!” TC said with a firm determination.

“You are an amazing man, Triton Christos Panatopoulos. I love you with all my heart. I feel the same about Sinclair. We need to do everything we can to make sure he knows it. Every single day. Please call Dr. Ng and see if he can see Sinclair tomorrow. I’ll sleep better knowing that he’s going to get some help dealing with this shitstorm. It might be a good idea if we have a joint session with all three of us too. We need to be able to control the anger we have and not let it affect Sin adversely. I don’t want him going to work for the next couple of days either, and he shouldn’t be left alone.” David said decisively.

“I agree. We can take tomorrow off and Wednesday I’ll be on the road. I have to go over to the other side of the state near Daytona for a consultation. Sin can come with me. I’ll call Dr. Ng now. He has an emergency line that he answers.” TC replied.

David stayed firmly pressed up against TC as the man called his therapist. He could hear both sides of the conversation and had to control his emotions again as TC described what had happened. Relief flooded him when the therapist said he could fit them in at ten the next morning.

TC ended the call and immediately his stomach rumbled. It was way past dinner time and the kitchen was still strewn with the items that Sinclair had started prepping dinner with. It looked like he had been getting ready to make some kind of beef dish. TC and David put everything away, covered the meat that was marinating in the fridge, saving it for the next day. The vegetables for a salad were put away and David took out the packages of lunch meat that Sinclair had bought so they could fix a couple of sandwiches. Neither man was in the mood for much else.

By the time they were done eating and cleaned up, it was after ten o’clock and both of them were drained. TC locked up the house while David brushed his teeth before stripping down and sliding in next to Sinclair, who still slept soundly. TC was only a few minutes behind him, getting in on the other side so that Sinclair was sandwiched between them. He shifted in his sleep, rolling slightly so that he fit perfectly into the curve of TC’s body. TC wrapped his arm across Sinclair’s stomach and chest, holding him close. He could feel David’s hand come to rest on his hip as he encased Sin from the other side. They both lay there for a few minutes, listening to Sin’s soft breathing.

The night was far from restful, however. Several times, Sinclair became restless in his sleep, often whimpering, tossing and turning. He woke up twice on the verge of panicking as his nightmares crowded his unconscious brain. TC and David both spoke softly to him, reassuring him he was safe and he was loved. Neither man got much sleep, concern and worry disallowing any real rest.

David had finally drifted off around five in the morning. TC not far behind him, his alarm set for seven. It seemed like only minutes had passed before the pestering sound pulled them from sleep. TC heard David groan his displeasure and smiled as the man tried to pull the covers over his head. Sinclair stirred sleepily as well, his back was up against David now and TC gently brushed a lock of auburn hair off his forehead and planted a kiss in its place. He smiled as Sin’s pretty hazel eyes locked onto his own.

“Good morning sweet Sin.” TC saw Sinclair shiver slightly as the deep rumble of his gravelly morning voice awakened him fully. He loved the effect he had on the man. David hummed in agreement from the other side of Sinclair. TC decided that getting up could wait. They all needed some serious cuddle time. He scooted closer and stretched his arm out to encompass both Sinclair and David. He and David had Sin wrapped in a human blanket of warmth and security. They drifted in and out of wakefulness for nearly an hour.

Inevitably the call of nature forced them out of bed. TC handed Sinclair a pair of boxers and gym shorts, he and David donning similar attire.

“How are you feeling this morning Sin?” TC asked gently. Sin still seemed skittish and withdrawn.

“OK I guess? I still feel kinda groggy, like my brain is fuzzy.” Sin replied.

“We have an appointment this morning with the therapist I’ve been seeing. David and I want you to talk with him, and then he’s going to talk to all of us.” TC informed him, overlooking Sin’s omission of addressing him as ‘Sir’.

Tears gathered in Sin’s eyes and he whispered “Do I have to go?” It damn near broke TC’s heart. He heard David’s quick intake of breath, as he too, was deeply affected by the defeated sound of Sin’s words.

TC tilted Sin’s chin up, so that he had to look at him and answered “Yes Sin. You have to go. We won’t budge on this issue. Do you understand?”

Another whispered reply, “Yes.”

TC knew he had to get Sin to regain some measure of focus. He hated to be even the tiniest bit harsh, but he knew it was for Sinclair’s own good. “Yes what, Sinclair?” His voice was firm and had just a hint of a hard edge to it.

“Yes Sir.” Sin replied softly.

“Louder Sin. I can barely hear you.” TC commanded as he locked his eyes onto Sin’s.

Sin finally replied in a normal voice “Yes Sir.”

TC pulled him close and kissed the top of his head. “Good boy Sin.”

David gave a quick nod to TC, letting him know that he had done the right thing. TC was grateful for his silent support. They made their way into the kitchen and TC tasked Sinclair with making some scrambled eggs, while he and David worked on getting coffee and toast going. None of them were in the mood for a heavy breakfast, so eggs and toast would suffice.

After breakfast he and David had a little difficulty getting Sincalir motivated to get ready. They had to tell him what to do, step by step. It seemed like he was still lost within his own thoughts, despite their best effort to get him out of the protective shell he had encased himself in. Finally they managed to get him to shower, get dressed and brush his teeth. TC let him skip shaving, his stubble wasn’t all that noticeable anyway.

Sinclair seemed to drag his feet as they got out of the car and walked toward Dr. Ng’s office building. TC cleared his throat and Sinclair picked up his feet. There was no one waiting in the lobby when they stepped into the outer office, Dr. Ng’s receptionist greeted them warmly and told them it would only be a minute or two wait. They didn’t bother to sit and within two minutes she announced that they could go back into the doctor’s office.

TC led the way down the short hallway, his hand firmly encasing Sin’s smaller one. Dr. Ng greeted them with a smile when they entered and TC introduced Sinclair to him.

“So, Sinclair, it’s nice to meet you and to have you here. TC has said a lot of good things about you. Can I get you some water or coffee?” Sin shook his head. “OK then, why don’t you have a seat, anywhere you’d like. TC, David, I’ll take it from here and call you back when I’m finished speaking with Sinclair.”

TC recognized a dismissal when he heard it and he glanced at Sin. He couldn’t detect any signs of distress and he knew that the doctor would take good care of him. He did notice David giving the therapist a look that could not be mistaken for anything other than a ‘take care of him’ look. He took David’s hand as they headed back to the waiting area. He knew that David recognized his need for a physical connection.

Dr. Ng didn’t call them back for more than an hour and a half. It was close to noon when he stepped out, spoke softly to his receptionist, who nodded.

“Gentlemen, please come back to the office. Sinclair and I have made some good progress.” Dr. Ng informed them.

When they stepped into the roomy office, TC saw that Sinclair was sitting in the middle of the ubiquitous sofa. He looked more relaxed than when they had first arrived. He stood up and waited to be addressed. TC and David both enfolded him in a hug.

Dr. Ng addressed TC and David “Why don’t you have a seat and we can go over some things.”

TC and David sat on the sofa and Sinclair remained standing, unsure what to do. It was Dr. Ng who addressed him. “Sinclair, if you were home with TC and David where would you sit?” he asked.

Sinclair answered “Either on the floor where TC could reach me or in between them.”

“Then sit where you would be most comfortable.” the doctor instructed.

TC knew that when Sin usually sat on the floor it was because he saw it as an intimate extension of his submission. TC rarely dictated to him where to sit, it was always his choice. Most often when he sat on the couch between them it was because one of them pulled him down to sit there, wanting the added touch and comfort.

Sinclair chose the couch and leaned his shoulder into TC’s side and his legs into David’s, soothing himself with their contact.

Dr. Ng didn’t comment on his choice so neither did TC or David.

Dr. Ng started off the conversation by addressing TC and David. “Sinclair has given me permission to discuss our conversation that we just had. I’d like to start by saying that he is an amazing man. I admire him for what he has been through and how he has handled it. It’s not easy to have the rug pulled out from under your world the way he did when his gymnastics career ended. We discussed his personality and Sinclair told me that he never realized that he had missed out on so much until he met the two of you. You guys, especially you TC, have shown him how to embrace the submissiveness that has always been in him, he just didn’t recognize it. Sin, why don’t you try to explain to them what you told me?”

TC saw Sinclair bite his lower lip. Damn, that was sexy.

“Sirs,” he started, “Before I met you I felt like I was just floating along with life. I worked, I hung out with friends and that was about it. I didn’t feel like I had a real purpose. After my gymnastics career ended I dwelled on what my father had told me. That I wasn’t good enough and I never would have made it to the Olympics. I figured he was right and I just moved on. I was going through the motions, but I wasn’t really living life the way it was meant to be lived. After I met you both and you actually told me that I was good. That I was doing things right, well, it made me realize that I wanted to do things for you. I wanted to make both of you happy and proud of me. You showed me how to do that. You gave me choices, you guided me. You made me feel like I really mattered. I let myself fall in love with you, and even better, you both told me that you loved me back. I have fun with you, you introduced me to boating and diving. Best of all you built a playroom, for all of us. You have no idea how empowered I feel when you tie me up. Knowing that I’m giving you something that you need and you accept it unconditionally just makes me love you all the more.”

Sinclair paused to take a deep breath, his emotional turbulence quite apparent to TC and David. He gave them a small smile and went on “When my father showed up at our door yesterday, every ounce of common sense left me. I didn’t know how much influence he still held over me. His words were cruel and they hurt. Not just me, but he verbally cut the two of you to shreds and I instantly felt worthless again. I’m sorry I couldn’t be stronger. Dr. Ng told me that it’s not my fault and I know that you guys feel the same. But I think there will always be a part of me that will wonder, if only I was a little better, a little faster, a little stronger. If only I wasn’t gay or submissive, then maybe my father would’ve accepted me. Intellectually I know better. I know that he’s more than capable of winning the Asshole of the Year award, but emotionally he still can make me feel like a ten year kid.”

TC’s anger at Sin’s father rose once more so he remained quiet, David took the reins, instinctively knowing that TC couldn’t at the moment.

“Sin, TC and I love you. We love you so much and we want nothing more than your love in return. I haven’t seen TC this happy in all the time that I’ve known him. As for myself, having the two of you in my life is just as amazing as when my kids were born. I’d rather cut off an arm than lose either of you. In the short time that we’ve known you, you have come to mean everything to us. TC and I couldn’t have ever made it as a couple. We knew it would never work. You don’t hold us all together, you bind us together. You are exactly what TC needs, you give him everything that I can’t. You give me what I need. Very few people truly understand the depth of sadism and masochism. The fact that you need to feel the bite of a paddle or cane, or even my bare hand, and knowing that I can give you what you desire, that fulfils me. You complete us, Sinclair. Not only are you worthy of us, but we are honored to be able to take care of you, you’re also our treasure and we don’t ever want you to not feel that way.” David spoke from his heart, needing Sin to see the depth of his emotions.

TC let go of his anger and added, “David is absolutely right Sin. We need you. I spent six long years being lost after Elliott died. I forced myself to not want anyone else the way that I wanted him. That I needed him. It’s not always easy being Dominant and I found that out the hard way with David and nearly lost him. If I had lost him then I would have lost you too. We probably never would have met. It’s a scenario that I can’t even imagine. The first time I saw you at the Kinbaku demonstrations I was struck by how beautiful you are. I could see the potential in you and honestly, you were in my thoughts quite often in the following weeks. I couldn’t believe our luck when I saw you up on that auction stage. If David hadn’t picked you, I would have overridden him. I was ecstatic when you were the one he chose. I knew then and there we needed you.”

TC hesitated a moment before continuing “ In many ways you are so much more responsive and submissive than Elliott ever was. He knew early on that he was a true sub, he just needed me to fall in love with him. Looking back I can see that he pretty much orchestrated our first meeting. He preened for me at the auction, there was no way I couldn’t choose him, just the same as us needing to choose you. Falling in love with him was easy. He had a personality that called out to me. You are like him in a lot of ways. You’re also very different. I told Dr. Ng at one of our sessions not long after David and I knew that we wanted to get to know you better, that you were raw. He asked me what I meant. I saw a beautiful boy who wanted something that he couldn’t name, just couldn’t put a finger on it. You needed a way to channel your desire to be taken care of. I saw that and just knew that I had to be the one to prove to you that you could have your heart’s desire. I will never regret that choice. You are ours Sin, you belong to us, just as we belong to you. It will always be that way.”

A single tear fell from SInclair’s eye, slowly tracking a path down his pale cheek. TC brushed it onto his thumb, wiping away his insecurities at the same time.

Dr. Ng stepped in and allowed the three men to take a moment to process everything. When they were ready he said “I think, considering everything, that Sinclair is doing pretty well. I’d like to see him once a week for the next month or so. We discussed medications and Sinclair has expressed that he would rather not have to take anything if possible. I’m inclined to agree for the moment. What I propose is that I monitor him for the next four weeks and if he doesn’t have any issues with self-regulating his moods and emotions then it’s probably safe to say he doesn’t need medication. However, if he has difficulties, then I would definitely want to prescribe something for him.”

TC nodded in agreement, he felt as though that was a fair compromise. “We’ll watch him closely and let you know if anything else happens.”

“Alright then, TC, David why don’t you take your boy home and take care of him. Sinclair, remember what I said, trust your Sirs, they are there for you.” Dr. Ng stated.

They all thanked the doctor and TC led them out to his car. “Shall we stop for lunch somewhere before we go home or do you guys want to go straight there?”

David and Sinclair both replied that they would rather go home. Sinclair was quiet on the drive home, even though TC and David tried to draw him into conversation. Once they were back at the house Sin said he was tired and asked if he could take a nap. TC was tired too and he knew David had to be as well, so he figured a nap would do them all a little good. Sinclair at least smiled when TC told him they could all lay down after they had a quick lunch. Sinclair agreed to a grilled cheese sandwich and some soup. It was simple, but comforting food.

Afterwards it only took a few moments once they were laying down for sleep to claim them, the previous night’s unrest had caught up to them, It was late afternoon when TC stirred first. He loved watching David and Sin sleep. They both looked peaceful. TC had been dead serious when he had told David earlier that they had to make Sinclair theirs. He had a few ideas, but wanted to wait until he could figure out the best course of action. But for now, he knew exactly what he wanted and what his two lovers needed.

TC slowly stroked Sin’s back, his fingers gliding along the ridges of muscle, that were firm, even when he was asleep. He loved Sin’s body. He reached over to cup David’s cheek and run his fingers over the scratchy stubble that had formed. David murmured and leaned his face into TC’s hand, eyes opening slowly. TC gave him a moment to wake and then looked down at Sinclair before gazing back at David and merely nodded, silently conveying his intent.

David knew what TC wanted and he grinned sleepily. He was so sexy, TC thought to himself. Together they stroked and petted Sinclair, gently waking him up with soft touches and feather light kisses to his skin. He was spooned into TC and his eyes popped open when TC ran his hand down his side and then let it glide over his hip and around to cup his ass firmly. David was running his hands over his chest and when he saw that Sinclair was fully awake he tweaked both of his nipples, gently twisting the silver bars that had been pierced through. Sinclair let out a soft moan. TC chuckled.

“Sin, Agori, come. Let’s shower and take this to the playroom.” TC instructed. He didn’t let them linger under the warm water. TC had them wash up and get out. He took the towel from Sinclair and dried him off, then led him and David into their playroom.

“Sin, you have been amazing through all of this. I know you still have some doubts. David and I are going to erase those doubts. By the end of the night you will know that you are completely ours, and we are yours. David is going to turn your backside a pretty red for us. Are you OK with that?” TC asked.

Sinclair smiled and replied “Yes, Sir.”

“Go get in position at the cross.” TC told him.

“Wait!” David exclaimed. “Sin, go pick out what you want me to use.”

Sin looked to TC who nodded his approval and went over to the drawers where they kept various types of floggers, crops, canes, paddles and David’s favorite quirts. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, opening and closing several drawers before standing there looking at what was in the first drawer. TC wasn’t surprised that he picked out a cane. It was a darkened rattan, three-eighths thick with a leather grip and wrist strap. TC could almost hear the sharp thud that it would make on contact. He could already picture the pretty red welts that Sinclair’s skin would wear.

David smiled with his approval. He had thought that Sin might try to appease him by choosing a quirt, knowing that he loved using those. The choice of the cane, however, was more appropriate. Sinclair’s need for pain was never more evident than it was in this very moment and David was proud of him for his choice. Sin handed the instrument to David and silently took his place facing the cross, legs spread and arms reaching out along the X. TC snapped the padded wrist and ankle cuffs into place. He then opened the storage closet that Sin had been hiding in and pulled out several lengths of soft cotton rope. He also grabbed the largest butt plug that they had and a tube of lube. He coated his fingers and the plug and took his time working it up Sin’s ass. Their boy was stretched farther than he had ever been. It was simply stunning.

TC wiped off his hands and picked up the rope. He started with Sin’s arms, binding them to the upper beams of the cross. He used a pretty, but simple braid, crisscrossing them together to firmly secure Sin’s arms so they were stretched out along the polished wood. He left Sin’s torso alone to give David unfettered access. He then secured his legs in the same manner, from the knees down to his ankles, giving David full access to the back of his thighs. He made sure to get a response of “green” everytime he checked to make sure Sinclair was alright.

When he was done, Sinclair was spread eagle along the cross, his back arched, pushing his beautiful ass out on display. David had watched, enraptured by the simple beauty that TC created with his knots and twists of the rope. Sin’s pale skin beckoned to him. David was rock hard, anticipation fueling his excitement. He knew that tonight was different, he knew that Sinclair would take every blow and feel both pain and pleasure.

David walked up to SInclair and put his mouth right next to his ear and whispered “Are you ready my beautiful Sin?”

“Yes sir.” Sin replied.

David stepped back and with controlled precision brought the cane down diagonally across Sin’s upper back, the cane making a short whistling sound right before it landed with a resounding thud. Sinclair never moved a muscle, nor made a sound. A long, red welt blossomed on the pale skin. The only movement was Sinclair taking a deep breath. His cock was now rock hard. David delivered four more blows, each one diagonal across Sin’s back, forming a crooked ladder. After the fifth blow he asked Sin how he was and got another “green” response. David delivered five more blows, the opposite of the first set, creating a criss cross pattern. Sinclair once more declared ‘green’ when asked. The final five hits landed straight across Sin’s ass and upper thighs. TC saw nothing but pure pleasure in Sin’s facial expression. Looking down he saw a long clear line of precum hanging from the tip of Sin’s cock.

The look on David’s face must have matched TC’s, pride and lust reflected in their eyes. TC admired David’s handiwork, the blooms of red and pink coloring Sin’s skin beautifully. TC stepped over and ran his hands gently over the heated flesh. Sin shivered at the touch and TC could feel him inhale deeply. Good boy, he thought. He heard David putting the cane away and TC started to untie the ropes that bound Sin. When he was free he led his sub to the bed and helped David wipe the sweat that accumulated along his skin with a cool, wet cloth.

TC leaned over and ran his tongue along the crown of Sinclair's dick, licking the sweetness up. He then shared it with David in a heated kiss. TC had one desire, one driving need and he said “Sin, you're going to take both of us. Tell me now if you don’t want it.”

TC’s heart nearly leaped from his chest when Sin answered “There’s nothing I want more.” David’s eyes went wide and he smiled. TC pulled Sinclair close, inhaling his salty musky scent. His back still felt warm, the welts still raised.

“Agori, lay down in the middle of the bed.” TC instructed. Sinclair scooted over, giving David room to get comfortable. TC then positioned him on his hands and knees between David’s spread out knees. David’s shaft stood up straight weeping in anticipation. TC gripped the end of the butt plug that had stretched Sin out so nicely and pulled it free, Sin’s hole gaped invitingly. TC coated the inside of that hole liberally with slick lube and then added a layer to David’s cock before pouring a good amount on his own throbbing hard on.

TC then guided Sinclair to David’s waiting dick, lining up the now purple head with the stretched out hole. Half of David’s length slid in easily. TC grasped Sinclair’s hips to halt him and then closed in on his knees until the tip of his cock slid along the base of David’s, just below where he entered Sin. TC held his breath as he pushed against the tightness created by their joining. The head of his cock slowly squeezed and pushed its way inside, Sin’s ass stretching impossibly wide. It was the most amazing sight TC had ever seen.

David groaned in ecstasy as TC’s cock slid along the length of his. When they were both halfway seated, TC grunted and pushed, his momentum guiding David the rest of the way until they were both balls deep into the man they both loved. Sinclair’s head was thrown back and TC could see the look of pure wanton pleasure that was on his face. The tightness that TC felt was exquisite, the sensation seemingly increased tenfold by the feel of David’s cock snug up against his.

TC looked over Sin’s shoulder and could see David’s face, pure need, raw and unfettered, lending an almost feral look to his countenance. David’s eyes locked onto his and he snarled “Move, damn it, move!”

TC dragged his cock slowly back, then thrust forward. He repeated the motions several times, each time retreating just a little bit more until he got to where just the head of his cock remained and then he slammed his hips forward. He kept up with that pace, taking both Sin and David to the edge several times. Sweat poured off of all of them. Sin was silent, letting David voice his pleasure for him until it was too much.

Sin whispered two words, “Please Sir.”

It was the most beautiful sound to TC’s ears and it spurred him into action. He set a fast pace, driving just enough of his cock in and out of Sin’s ass to tip them all over the edge of the precipice. Sin went off first, his cum shooting out over David’s chest and stomach. TC and David let loose seconds later, filling Sin with their seed, overflowing his channel. TC had never had such an intense orgasm before. His vision clouded and sound was muted but for the roar of David’s voice as he rode out his own orgasm. TC could feel David’s cock pulsating against his own as they finished unloading and drained their balls completely.

There wasn’t anything in the world that was more right than what they had just experienced. Tears of joy and happiness slid down TC’s cheeks as he rested his head against the warmth of Sin’s back. His softened cock slid out on its own, followed by David’s. TC pulled back and watched as more cum oozed out of Sin’s ass, dripping down his thighs. Fucking sexy.

TC slid off to the side, pulling Sin with him. He gently massaged his arms and felt David scoot in closer. Wanting to hold both his guys, TC maneuvered so that he was lying on his back in the middle, Sin draped over one side of him and David was draped over the other, an arm around each one. This is exactly how things should be. In that moment he knew just what he wanted to do for his lovers and partners. This would be the best Christmas ever.