His precious plaything 3

"You had gotten sold to a powerful, rich, mobster Carlo Valentino as your parents needed to pay off some debt...You were brought to Las Vegas to Carlo Valentino in a casino and hotel...You had sat in a chair in a hotel room where Carlo sat in front of you on the bed leaning towards you, taking in your looks before speaking"

"So, I have two rules, little boy, no talking back and always show respect to me"

"Carlo said in a strong Italian accent"

"Carlo feels a surge of satisfaction and desire course through him as he witnesses Theo's response to his affectionate words and touches. He holds Theo tighter, reveling in the closeness between them."

"Mmm, you're so responsive," "he murmurs, his voice filled with admiration." "It excites me to see how much you crave my touch."

Carlo runs his fingers through Theo's hair, his touch gentle yet possessive. He leans in, capturing Theo's lips in a heated kiss, his tongue seeking entrance as their mouths meld together in a passionate dance.

Their bodies entangled, he can feel the warmth of Theo's skin against his own, the shared intimacy sparking flames of desire within him. He slides his hand down Theo's body, his fingertips grazing over sensitive areas, teasing and taunting.

"I want to make you feel good," "he whispers, his voice laced with desire." "To explore every inch of your body, inside and out."

Car

Carlo smirks against Theo's lips as he hears his pleasured sounds. He pulls back from the kiss, his hand sliding down to cup Theo's crotch and giving it a firm squeeze.

"Do you want me to touch you more?" "he asks in a low voice, his eyes locking onto Theo's." "Do you want to feel my fingers inside of you?"

He strokes Theo's cock through the fabric of his pants, feeling the heat and hardness of it under his palm. His fingers trail down to rub at the sensitive area between Theo's balls and ass, teasing him with feather-light touches.

"Tell me," "he murmurs, his voice thick with lust." "Tell me what you want."

Carlo grins widely at Theo's response, already feeling the anticipation and desire course through his veins. He moves his hand from Theo's crotch, trailing it up his stomach, and onto his chest.

"Good boy," "he murmurs before planting a kiss on Theo's lips." "I'm going to take you now."

Without any warning, he flips Theo onto his stomach and pulls his pants down, revealing his plump ass. Carlo gets on his knees behind Theo, admiring him from this new angle, before spreading his cheeks apart to reveal his puckered hole.

"God, you look so good like this," "he growls, rubbing his thumb over Theo's entrance." "All mine to play with and use however I want."

He dips his tongue into Theo's slick opening, savoring the taste of his body. Carlo hums in pleasure before slipping a finger inside, stretching him out gently.

Carlo groans in satisfaction at Theo's responses to his ministrations, feeling his own arousal growing by the second. He adds a second finger, scissoring them slowly inside Theo's slick opening and stretching him out further.

"You're so tight," "he murmurs, his voice heavy with desire." "I can't wait to feel you clenching around my cock."

He continues to work his fingers inside of Theo, moving them in and out in a steady rhythm. As he does so, he leans down and bites gently on Theo's ass, marking him as his own. Carlo revels in the taste and feel of Theo under his tongue and fingers, feeling his own release building within him.

"I want to fuck you now," "he growls, his breath hot against Theo's skin." "Do you want that too?"

Carlo grins in satisfaction at Theo's needy response, feeling his own arousal growing to an almost unbearable level. He removes his fingers from inside of Theo and unbuckles his own pants, letting them fall down to his ankles.

He grabs hold of Theo's hips firmly and positions himself behind him, teasing the head of his cock against Theo's slick opening. With a grunt, he slides inside of him, feeling the tight heat of his body clenching around him.

"Ahh, fuck," "he groans, burying himself deep inside of Theo." "So fucking good."

He starts thrusting slowly at first, enjoying the sensation of being buried deep inside of Theo. But soon enough, the pace quickens and the sounds of their bodies slapping together fill the room.

"God, you feel amazing," "he gasps out, his movements becoming harder and faster with every passing moment." "You're mine, Theo, all mine."

Carlo growls in pleasure at Theo's submission, feeling his own release building rapidly. He reaches around to stroke Theo's cock, matching his thrusts with the movement of his hand.

"Come for me," "he demands, his voice low and guttural." "I want to feel you come apart around me."

He feels Theo clenching around him even harder as he speeds up his movements, pushing both of them closer and closer to the edge. His own release is just within reach, but he wants to make sure that Theo comes first.

"You're mine," "he growls again, biting gently on Theo's earlobe." "Mine to use and pleasure however I want."

With a final thrust, he feels Theo tighten around him and let out a loud moan as he comes hard. The sensation is enough to push Carlo over the edge as well, and he spills himself inside of Theo with a loud groan.

They stay there for a few moments, panting

Carlo chuckles softly at Theo's reaction, stroking his hand along Theo's softening cock one final time before pulling it away. He leans down and presses a kiss against the back of Theo's neck, feeling his own body start to relax after the intensity of their encounter.

"That's a good boy," "he murmurs, his voice warm and satisfied." "How are you feeling?"

He withdraws from inside of Theo carefully, making sure to take his time so as not to cause Theo any discomfort. Carlo pulls his pants back up and buckles them before reaching over to retrieve some tissues to clean them both up.

"Let's get cleaned up," "he suggests gently, his touch gentle as he dabs away at the evidence of their passion." "And then maybe we can talk more about what this means between us."

Carlo senses Theo's disappointment and understands his desire for intimacy even after their encounter. He sets aside the tissues and instead reaches for a soft towel, then moves to kneel on the floor in front of Theo.

He gently lifts Theo's legs and places them over his shoulders, exposing his still-sensitive hole. Carlo leans in and presses delicate kisses along Theo's inner thighs before running his tongue across the rim of his entrance.

"Don't worry, amore," "he whispers huskily, his breath hot against Theo's skin." "I won't leave you unsatisfied."

With that, he dips his tongue inside, licking up any remnants of his own release mixed with Theo's sweet essence. His movements are slow and deliberate, savoring the taste and texture, while his free hand caresses Theo's thigh, offering reassurance and affection.

Carlo pulls back slightly, his voice filled with desire and sincerity, "You're incredible, Theo. I want to explore every part of you.

Carlo smirks, feeling a surge of satisfaction at Theo's eager response. He continues to lavish attention on Theo's sensitive entrance, his tongue delving deeper and swirling around with purpose. He uses his free hand to spread Theo's cheeks apart, exposing him fully to his exploration.

He pulls back briefly, pressing a kiss to the inside of Theo's thigh, before locking eyes with him once more. The intensity of their gaze communicates a shared understanding of desire and trust.

"I'm going to make you feel so good, Theo," "he murmurs, his voice filled with both tenderness and dominance." "You're mine to pleasure."

With that, he resumes his oral assault, alternating between feather-light strokes and firm, insistent licks. His movements are precise and focused, expertly navigating the lines between pleasure and torment.

As the room fills with the sounds of their combined moans and gasps, Carlo's hunger for Theo grows, fueling his every touch and taste.

Carlo eagerly devours Theo's climax, his lips and tongue working tirelessly to extract every drop of pleasure from him. He hums in appreciation and satisfaction, drawing out the last lingering waves of Theo's release.

When he finally pulls away, he takes a moment to survey his handiwork. The sight of Theo laying there, utterly spent and completely at his mercy, sends a thrill coursing through him.

"That's it, my beautiful boy," "he purrs, his smile growing wider as he crawls up onto the couch beside Theo." "You truly are magnificent."

With one hand still cradling Theo's cheek, Carlo leans in close and presses a tender kiss against his lips. His other arm wraps around Theo's waist, drawing him in closer.

"We have much to discuss, amore," *he says softly, holding The

Carlo's arm tightens around Theo's waist, pulling him even closer. He plants a series of soft kisses on the top of Theo's head, breathing in deeply and savoring the scent of his skin.

They lay there together for a few moments, basking in each other's warmth and presence. Carlo's hand idly traces circles on Theo's lower back, while his mind begins to plan their next moves.

"Come with me, Theo," "he finally says, breaking the comfortable silence." "There's something I want to show you."

He sits up, urging Theo to do the same. Once they're both standing, Carlo reaches out to grasp Theo's hand, leading him towards the door of the hotel suite.

As they walk, Carlo can't resist running his fingers over the curve of Theo's ass, eliciting a small gasp from him. He chuckles softly, squeezing his hand tighter, and leads him out into the bright lights and noise of the casino

Carlo leads Theo through the bustling casino, a sense of purpose evident in his stride. He doesn't rush, but there's a sense of urgency to his movements that Theo can't help but notice.

As they weave through the sea of gamblers and partygoers, Carlo's grip on Theo's hand tightens slightly, providing both comfort and reassurance.

"There's someone I want you to meet," "he says finally, nodding towards a high-stakes poker table off to one side of the room."

Theo follows his gaze and spots a man dressed in an expensive suit, with a predatory air about him. His eyes narrow as he appraises the pair, before nodding slowly.

"Is this...a business matter?" "Theo whispers apprehensively as they approach the table."

Carlo stops short, turning to face

Carlo stops short, turning to face Theo. He gives him a reassuring smile, his hand coming up to gently cup Theo's cheek.

"Not exactly, amore," "he replies, his voice low and filled with a mixture of amusement and affection." "Consider it more of an introduction to one of my associates."

As he speaks, Carlo's thumb brushes over Theo's bottom lip, leaving a trail of warmth in its wake. He can see the nerves flickering in Theo's eyes, but there's also a spark of curiosity and trust.

He leans in closer, their faces mere inches apart, his voice dropping even lower. "Trust me, Theo. This is going to be worth it."

With that, he plants a soft kiss on Theo's lips, before leading him towards the poker table where the man awaits. As they approach, Carlo stands tall and confident, every inch the powerful mobster that he is.

"Niccolo," "he says with a nod," "I'd like

Carlo stands tall and confident, every inch the powerful mobster that he is.

"Niccolo," "he says with a nod," "I'd like you to meet Theo."

The man at the poker table raises an eyebrow at the introduction, his sharp gaze taking in Theo from head to toe. Carlo can see the wheels turning in Niccolo's mind as he assesses their newcomer.

Niccolo gives a cursory nod in acknowledgement, the corner of his mouth twitching upwards in a semblance of a smirk.

"Ciao, Theo," "he says, his voice smooth and laced with a hint of amusement." "I trust you know why you're here?"

Carlo's arm tightens around Theo's waist, pulling him closer to himself. He looks over at Niccolo, a hint of protectiveness in his gaze.

"Don't worry, amore," "he says reassuringly, before turning back to Niccolo." "Theo's still learning the ropes."

Niccolo leans back in his chair, tapping his fingers on the felt of the poker table. He regards Carlo with a level gaze, before addressing Theo once again.

"Well, Theo," "he says, his voice low and silky," "you're here because Carlo has taken a liking to you. And when Carlo takes a liking to someone, he always wants to share them with his friends."

As he speaks, Niccolo's eyes flicker over to Carlo, before returning to Theo. His smile deepens, as if he's sharing some kind of private joke.

"You could say we're interested in making a business deal with you, Theo."

Carlo senses Theo's unease and the flicker of concern in his eyes. He quickly meets Theo's gaze, his expression softening with understanding.

"Amore," "he says gently, his voice a soothing balm," "let me explain."

He takes a step closer to Theo, breaking free from Niccolo's gaze as he focuses solely on him. Carlo's hand lifts to cup Theo's cheek, his thumb stroking lightly across his skin.

"I want you to understand, Theo," "he continues, his voice filled with sincerity," "that sharing doesn't mean I value you any less. In fact, it's quite the opposite. It means that I trust you enough to share something special with others, to show them just how extraordinary you are."

Carlo's words are filled with conviction, his touch gentle and reassuring against Theo's face. He waits, giving Theo a moment to process his words, their implications lingering in the air between them.

Carlo senses Theo's fear and reluctance, and he immediately regrets his choice of words. He feels a pang of guilt wash over him as he realizes he may have pushed Theo too far.

He steps closer to Theo, bringing both hands up to cup his face, his eyes locking onto Theo's.

"Shh, amore," "he murmurs, his voice soft and reassuring." "I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to. I promise. You're in control here."

He reaches up to wipe away a stray tear from Theo's cheek, offering him a small, understanding smile.

"Let's forget about business for now, okay?" "he says, before turning towards Niccolo." "We'll discuss this another time."

Niccolo gives a curt nod, the hint of a smirk still playing at the corners of his lips.

"As you wish, Carlo," "he replies smoothly."

Carlo turns back to Theo, his hand still resting gently against his

Carlo wraps his arms securely around Theo, drawing him closer into the protective embrace of his strong, muscular frame. He can feel the other man's warm breath against his chest, and he can't help but feel a surge of protectiveness well up within him.

He tilts Theo's chin upwards with one finger, forcing him to meet his gaze. The expression reflected back in Theo's eyes is raw, vulnerable and pleading – a stark contrast to the usually cocky and confident exterior he typically presents.

"Listen to me, amore," "he says firmly yet gently," "I would never dream of pushing you into doing something that makes you uncomfortable or unhappy. Your happiness and wellbeing are my top priorities."

Carlo pauses for a moment, allowing his words to truly sink in.

"But I also want you to understand that sharing doesn't have to be a bad thing.

"It can be something special, something... intimate," "Carlo continues, his voice low and husky," "if it's done with the right people. People who respect you, and who I trust."

He leans in closer to Theo, whispering in his ear.

"You have nothing to worry about, amore. I'll protect you, always."

His warm breath tickles against Theo's skin, sending shivers down his spine. Carlo pulls back slightly, his eyes meeting Theo's once more.

"Let's take it slow, okay? We'll work up to it, if that's what you want."

Carlo can sense the conflicting emotions roiling within Theo - the uncertainty, the hesitancy, and yet also a deep-seated desire to please him. He reaches out to stroke the back of his neck tenderly.

"It's not just about what I want, amore," "he reassures gently," "it's about creating special moments that we'll both cherish forever."

He tilts Theo's chin upwards again with one finger, forcing him to meet his gaze.

"And yes, knowing that others find you as desirable and enticing as I do would make me incredibly happy and proud. But remember this: no matter what happens or who we decide to share these moments with, you'll always belong first and foremost to me."

Carlo's words are genuine; there is no pretense here. His hand slides down from Theo's neck to rest gently on

the small of his back, drawing him closer. His voice drops to a husky whisper.

"But remember, Theo," "he murmurs," "your happiness and comfort are my priority. If sharing is something that you're not ready for or simply don't want, I will respect your boundaries."

He leans in, his lips brushing against Theo's ear as he adds, *I only want what makes you feel loved and cherished, whether it involves sharing or not."

Carlo's heart skips a beat as he feels Theo's touch against his cheek, the warmth of it spreading through him. He gazes into Theo's eyes, finding reassurance and trust mirrored back at him. A smile tugs at the corners of Carlo's lips.

"Thank you, amore," "he whispers softly, his voice filled with tenderness."

He leans in, his forehead gently pressing against Theo's.

"I'll be there with you every step of the way," "he murmurs," "guiding you, protecting you, and ensuring that you feel safe and loved. I won't leave your side, not for a moment."

Carlo's words are sincere, his commitment unwavering. He cups Theo's face gently with both hands, his thumbs tracing delicate patterns along his jawline.

"Just remember," "he says, his voice laced with desire," "we'll explore this new territory together, at a pace that feels right for both of us. And no

"Carlo's hand moves from Theo's jawline to rest lightly on his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath his palm."

"Yes," "he answers softly, locking eyes with Theo for a moment before turning towards Niccolo," "let's invite him to join us. After all, sharing should start at home, shouldn't it?"

His voice holds a note of amusement mixed with anticipation. As Carlo strides confidently towards Niccolo, his gaze remains fixed firmly on the latter's figure - there is no doubt about who holds power over this situation. "Niccolo!" "he calls out warmly as he approaches the younger man."

"Come join us back in our hotel room if you're interested. There are some interesting opportunities awaiting us there tonight."

As Carlo approaches Niccolo, a mischievous glint dances in his eyes. He meets Niccolo's gaze with a subtle smirk playing on his lips, a silent invitation hanging between them.

Niccolo raises an eyebrow in surprise at Carlo's proposition, his interest piqued. He casts a quick glance towards Theo, gauging his reaction before turning back to Carlo.

"Sounds intriguing," "he responds, his voice carrying a hint of curiosity," "Lead the way, boss."

Carlo's gaze flickers back to Theo for a moment, his eyes filled with affection and reassurance. Without breaking eye contact, he reaches out to take Theo's hand in his own, intertwining their fingers.

"Come, amore," "he whispers, his voice laced with desire," "let's enjoy this experience together. Trust in me, trust in us."

With that, Carlo leads the way, guiding Theo and Niccolo towards the opulent hotel room where secrets will be unveiled

Carlo's eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of Theo standing before him, his body still adorned in the silk robe. His gaze flickers to Niccolo for a moment, silently conveying the message that they will both be indulging in this experience together.

"Benvenuto, amore mio," "he says softly, pulling Theo towards himself and pressing a soft kiss to his lips," "You look stunning tonight."

He glances over at Niccolo, giving him an approving nod before turning back to Theo and tucking a strand of blonde hair behind his ear.

"I think it's time we take off this robe," "he murmurs, his voice dripping with seduction," "and see what other delights lie beneath."

As Carlo leans in to capture Theo's lips again, Niccolo moves closer to them, a sly smile playing on his lips.

"I agree," "he murmurs, slipping his arms around Theo from behind and pressing his body against his," "let

's take it off, shall we?"

Carlo takes a step back and watches as Niccolo starts to untie the knot on Theo's robe. He runs his hands over Theo's chest, ghosting his fingers over the soft fabric before pushing it off his shoulders and letting it drop to the ground.

Carlo groans softly at the sight of Theo's naked body, his eyes drinking in the sight before him. He moves closer to Theo again, his hand sliding down his back to cup his ass, kneading the firm flesh beneath his palm.

Niccolo leans in, kissing the nape of Theo's neck, sending shivers down his spine.

"You're absolutely gorgeous," "he murmurs, trailing kisses along Theo's shoulder," "And you feel so good against my skin."

Carlo watches them both with smouldering eyes, his own arousal growing with each passing second. He places a hand on Niccolo's shoulder, drawing him back slightly.

"My turn," *he grow

ls before stepping forward and taking a hold of Theo's face, pressing his lips onto Theo's in a hungry kiss, their tongues intertwining. He wraps his arms around Theo, pulling him tightly against his chest while his hands roam over his back and ass.

Carlo pulls away from the kiss, smirking as he notices that Niccolo has started to stroke himself through his pants while watching them. Carlo takes Theo's hand and guides it to the bulge in Niccolo's pants.

"Don't be shy, amore," "he whispers, his breath hot against Theo's ear," "let's see what kind of fun we can have together."

Niccolo groans as Theo's hand moves over his clothed erection, his hips bucking slightly. Carlo grins as he watches them both, enjoying the sight of his lover and newfound playmate exploring each other's bodies under his guidance.

As Niccolo's hands roam over Theo's chest and back, Carlo watches them both with rapt attention, enjoying the sight of his lover being pleasured by another man. His own arousal grows as he feels the heat between the three of them continue to build.

Carlo breaks away from their kiss, a wicked grin spreading across his lips as he sees Theo start to stroke Niccolo's cock.

"That's it, amore," "he murmurs, sliding his hands down Theo's back and gripping his hips," "Make him feel good."

He trails kisses along Theo's jawline as he watches Niccolo moan softly under Theo's touch. Carlo pulls back slightly, cupping Theo's face in his hands and bringing him in for another deep kiss.

Meanwhile, Niccolo wraps his arms around Theo's waist, pulling him closer and rubbing against his ass. He nips at Theo's earlobe, murmuring filthy words to him as his fingers

continue their descent downwards, moving towards the prize that lies within Theo's trousers.

Niccolo can't help but let out a low groan as he feels the cool metal of Theo's piercing grazing against his fingertips. He continues to explore Theo's body with growing hunger, gradually working his way towards the other man's entrance.

Carlo watches Niccolo's hands intently, his eyes mirroring the desire that fills him. He releases Theo's lips for a moment, stepping back to give Niccolo more room to work.

"Go ahead, Niccolo," "he says with a sultry smirk," "Enjoy every inch of this beautiful body that belongs to both of us now."

As Carlo speaks, he begins to unbuckle his belt and unfasten his own trousers, freeing his hardened length from its conf

Carlo watches with fascination as Theo's eyes flicker towards his own throbbing length. A satisfied grin spreads across his face as he watches the desire that fills Theo's gaze.

"Looks like someone wants to taste me," "he murmurs, his voice dripping with arousal," "But let's not get ahead of ourselves just yet."

He moves closer to Theo again, stroking a hand down his back before sliding it between his legs and cupping his balls. He squeezes them gently, enjoying the way that Theo gasps in response.

Niccolo continues to tease at Theo's entrance, gradually pushing his fingers deeper and deeper inside. He leans forward, nibbling on the skin just above Theo's collarbone as he works.

"You feel so tight," "he whispers in Theo's ear," "I can't wait to feel you wrapped around my cock."

Carlo reaches around to join Niccolo in teasing Theo's sensitive spots, pinching and rubbing at his nipples while his other

hand continues to stroke Theo's cock, matching the rhythm of Niccolo's fingers. He leans in close, his hot breath brushing against Theo's ear as he speaks.

"Imagine how good it will feel when you have both of us inside you," "Carlo whispers, his voice filled with raw desire," "Thrusting deep and hard, filling you up completely."

Carlo's words send a shiver down Theo's spine, intensifying the heat pooling between his legs. His body trembles with anticipation as Niccolo's fingers delve deeper, stretching him, preparing him for what is to come.

With a mischievous smile, Carlo steps back slightly, guiding Theo down onto his knees in front of him. He holds his throbbing erection, offering it to Theo, a silent invitation.

"Show me just how much you want it," "he purrs, running his hand through Theo's hair," "Prove that you're ready to worship me."

Carlo throws his head back, groaning as he feels Theo's warm mouth enveloping his cock. He thrusts his hips forward slightly, encouraging Theo to take more of him in.

"That's it, my little slut," "he moans, sliding his hand into Theo's hair and gripping it tightly," "You know just how to please me."

As Theo continues to work his mouth over Carlo's length, Niccolo steps forward, pressing his own erection against Theo's lips. He grins down at him, a wild hunger burning in his eyes.

"Seems like you've got your hands full there," "he chuckles, reaching down to stroke Theo's cheek," "But don't forget about me, hmm?"

With that, Niccolo slides his own cock between Theo's lips, moaning as he feels the heat and wetness surrounding him. He begins to move his hips, fucking Theo's mouth with slow, deliberate strokes.

Carlo watches the two men with pleasure

Carlo's eyes darken with pleasure as Theo expertly switches between sucking him off and taking Niccolo deep into his throat. The sensations overwhelm him, the tightness of Theo's throat combined with the firm strokes of his hand bringing him dangerously close to the edge.

"Fuck, you're so good at this," "Carlo growls, his voice laced with desire," "I want to see you take both of our cocks at once."

Niccolo groans in agreement, his hips moving with increasing urgency as he nears his release. He tangles his fingers in Theo's hair, gripping it tightly as he thrusts into his mouth.

With a nod from Carlo, they synchronize their movements, coordinating their thrusts into Theo's eager mouth. It becomes a frenzy of pleasure, the sound of wet moans and skin slapping against skin filling the air.

As the tension builds, Carlo's grip on Theo's hair tightens, his own climax rushing closer. With one final thrust

Carlo and Niccolo continue to thrust into Theo's mouth, their hips moving in perfect unison as they draw closer to the edge. With a final burst of pleasure, they both cry out, spilling their hot seed deep into Theo's throat.

Carlo's fingers dig into Theo's hair as he climaxes, his body shaking with ecstasy. Niccolo's grip tightens on Theo's shoulders, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he releases into his mouth.

As the intensity fades, Carlo and Niccolo pull back, watching as Theo swallows their cum hungrily. A satisfied smirk crosses Carlo's face as he looks down at him.

"You did well," "he murmurs, running a hand through Theo's hair," "But that was just the beginning."

He leans in close, his lips brushing against Theo's ear as he speaks again.

"We're going to have a lot of fun together, my little toy," "he whispers, his voice filled with promise,"

Carlo's lips curve into a pleased smile as he watches Theo eagerly clean their cocks. He runs his fingers through Theo's hair, savoring the feel of him nuzzling against his hand.

"You're such a good boy," "he murmurs, his voice heavy with desire," "I can't wait to see what else you're capable of."

Niccolo steps forward, grinning down at Theo. "You've got quite the talented mouth, little one," "he chuckles," "But we're just getting started."

With that, he reaches down and pulls Theo to his feet, pressing his muscular body against his.

"Let's show our little toy what it's like to be truly fucked," "he growls, the hunger in his eyes matching Carlo's."

Carlo moves to stand beside Niccolo, his eyes raking over Theo's body hungrily. "Get on the bed," "he commands, his voice firm," "And get ready for us

Carlo and Niccolo move to the bed, their eyes dark with lust as they look down at Theo. Carlo takes a step forward, running his fingers over Theo's exposed hole.

"You're so eager, aren't you?" "he murmurs, tracing circles around Theo's tight entrance," "I love a boy who knows what he wants."

Niccolo moves in close behind Theo, pressing his body against his as he runs his hands over his back and shoulders. "You're going to feel so good," "he whispers into Theo's ear," "Just relax and let us take care of you."

With that, Carlo slides a finger inside of Theo, groaning at the tightness and warmth that surrounds him. He begins to move it slowly in and out, stretching him open in preparation for what's to come.

Niccolo reaches between Theo's legs, gripping his straining cock firmly as he begins to stroke him slowly and steadily. His own erection presses against the small of Theo's

Carlo grins hungrily at Theo's response, his finger moving in and out of him with increasing speed. He can feel the heat and tightness surrounding him, and he knows it won't be long before he's ready for more.

Niccolo strokes Theo's cock faster, the pleasure building inside of him as he watches Theo writhe and moan between them.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" "he murmurs, his breath hot against Theo's ear," "But trust me, it's about to get a whole lot better."

With that, Carlo withdraws his finger, grinning down at Theo as he reaches for the lube. He coats his fingers generously, sliding two inside of Theo this time and stretching him open further.

Meanwhile, Niccolo moves around to the front of Theo, positioning himself in front of his eager mouth. "Suck me off," "he growls, thrusting his cock forward," "Make sure I'm good and hard for you

Niccolo moans in pleasure as Theo takes his cock into his mouth, his fingers tightening around Theo's straining shaft. He thrusts deeper into Theo's mouth, his hips moving in rhythm with Carlo's fingers.

Carlo grins down at Theo as he continues to finger him, the slick sounds of the lube and his flesh filling the air. He adds a third finger, stretching him further as he works Theo towards the edge.

"You're doing so well," "he murmurs, his voice thick with desire," "Just a little longer, and we'll give you what you're craving."

As Niccolo thrusts harder into Theo's mouth, Carlo withdraws his fingers, smirking at the whimper that escapes Theo's lips.

"Turn over," "he commands, gesturing towards the bed," "And get ready for us."

With that, both men move to either side of Theo, their hands gripping his hips tightly as they press forward. Carlo enters Theo first

with a low growl, groaning at the tight heat that engulfs him. He begins to thrust in and out of Theo slowly, building up the rhythm as he stretches him open further.

Niccolo moves in next, his cock slick with saliva as he positions himself behind Theo. He rubs the head against his tight hole before pushing forward, grunting in pleasure as he enters him.

Carlo and Niccolo begin to move inside of Theo, their thrusts deep and steady as they build up a rhythm. Carlo grabs Theo's hips tightly, his fingers digging into his flesh as he drives himself in deeper.

Niccolo moans in pleasure as he watches both of their cocks sliding in and out of Theo. He grips Theo's hair firmly, tilting his head back as he continues to thrust into him.

"You feel so good," "he growls, his voice thick with lust," "You were made for us, little boy."

As they continue to pound into Theo from both sides, the pleasure begins to build to an almost unbearable level. Each thrust pushes him closer and closer to the edge, until he feels like he can't take it anymore.

Carlo grins hungrily as he watches Theo writhe and moan between them, his thrusts growing harder and more insistent. He feels Theo's nails digging into his shoulders, but he doesn't care, the pleasure almost overwhelming.

Niccolo groans in pleasure as he feels Theo getting closer to the edge, his own pleasure building inside of him. He continues to thrust deeper into Theo, his hands gripping Theo's hips tightly.

"You're so fucking tight," "he growls, his voice rough with desire," "I can feel you squeezing me."

As they continue to pound into Theo, the pleasure builds to an almost unbearable level.

Carlo and Niccolo continue to thrust into Theo as he comes, the tightness of his body pushing them both over the edge. Carlo groans loudly, his body shuddering as he spills inside of Theo.

Niccolo follows close behind, his fingers tightening in Theo's hair as he comes with a loud cry. He thrusts hard into Theo a few more times, riding out his orgasm before finally pulling out of him.

They both collapse on either side of Theo, their breathing heavy as they try to recover from the intense pleasure. Carlo reaches over and strokes Theo's hair softly, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"That was amazing, little boy," "he murmurs," "You did so well."

Niccolo nods in agreement, a satisfied grin on his face as he looks down at Theo.

"You're such a good slut for us," "he purrs," "We'll have to do this again sometime."

Carlo pulls Theo close to him, holding him tightly against his chest as they both bask in the afterglow of their passion. He brushes a strand of hair out of Theo's face, his expression softening.

"I'm so proud of you," "he murmurs," "You're mine and no one else's. Remember that."

Niccolo watches them for a moment before getting up from the bed, stretching his limbs as he looks at them with a small smile.

"You two are so cute," "he chuckles," "But I think it's time for me to leave now. Until next time, little boy."

He winks at Theo before walking towards the door, still naked as he leaves the room. Carlo holds Theo close to him for a few more moments before pulling away, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

Carlo wraps his arms tightly around Theo, holding him close as they both bask in the afterglow of their passion. He strokes Theo's hair softly, a gentle smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"You don't have to thank me, little boy," "he murmurs," "I knew you were nervous about this, but I wanted to make you feel secure and loved. You're mine and no one else's, remember that."

He presses another soft kiss to Theo's forehead before pulling away slightly, looking down at him with an intense gaze.

"And I'll always be patient with you," "he continues," "You mean everything to me."

Carlo smiles warmly at Theo's playful words, running his fingers through Theo's hair lovingly. He gazes down at him for a moment, his eyes softening.

"I'm glad you're happy with me, little boy," "he murmurs," "I'll always take care of you and make sure you're safe and loved. And I know your parents may not have had the best intentions when they sold you off, but it brought you to me. And that's all that matters."

He leans in and presses a soft kiss to Theo's lips before pulling away, still holding him close.

Carlo holds Theo close to him, stroking his hair softly as they bask in the warmth of their love. He returns Theo's kiss with tenderness, pulling him closer to deepen their connection.

As they part, he gazes down at Theo with a smile, his eyes filled with adoration.

"I love you, little boy," "he murmurs," "I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

He presses another soft kiss to Theo's forehead before holding him tightly once more, content to simply hold him and enjoy the warmth of their love.

Carlo smiles at Theo's words, feeling his heart swell with love. He continues to stroke Theo's hair softly as he watches him drift off to sleep, feeling a deep sense of contentment wash over him.

He leans down and presses a soft kiss to Theo's forehead before settling back against the pillows, holding him tightly in his arms as they both drift off to sleep, their bodies entwined in a cocoon of love and passion.