Hurricanes and Sons
"Yes," Georg was whimpering - WHIMPERING. Usually BILL whimpered, dammit. "Please, I need it so bad..."
Then he moaned as his ass was slapped and he was told he was a bad boy - fuck, he loved that and if he could be sure the kids would never find it, would build a fucking dungeon where Bill could do anything he wanted to him - in chains.
He pushed back, panting, his untouched cock pulsing against his stomach.
*
"Definitely - Kai, love, watch your brother for a moment, okay?" Gustav laid Kai down in his playpen, on a soft blanket. "Daddy and I need to move his crib upstairs."
"Can he be in my room? I want to take care of him if he gets sad in the night." Kai looked up at them with his big brown eyes.