Choke Part 2
“Nnn..” I grunted, biting hard into the pillow. The throbbing between my legs didn’t cease. The thrumming in my ass wouldn’t let up. He tapped on it gently, it stabbed right into my prostate and I almost came right then, but he pulled it out again.“Be patient. It’ll get better.” His hand trailed down my back, almost...ALMOST...going to where it might do some good, but he stopped before it got even close.
“P...please...” gasped out, it hurt so much, it was so hard to keep from coming, but I knew if I came before he let me I’d regret it.
“No.” I was almost crying now, couldn’t he see how much I wanted to come? He kneaded my shoulders. “Jay, you know I don’t want to hurt you. This is going to be good. You just have to trust me.” I closed my eyes and moaned, wanting to hump the bed, but he was right there and... It was easy for him to tell me to have patience, he didn’t have a damn vibrator strapped to his ass, just far enough in to tease, just far enough out to not do much good. I tried to spread my legs and let it in further that way, but he caught on and pushed my legs closer together. “If you keep that up I’ll make it last longer and I won’t fuck you.” he threatened.
I thought that if I gripped the pillow any more tightly it was going to explode in a flurry of stuffing. Smashing my face into it, I could only imagine how idiotic I looked. Somehow having Bobby right there was helping it a bit, but he always stayed when he was pushing me to the brink. He got off on it. “Please...” I cried, trying to reach for him but he was holding me down. “I’ll do anything, just let me...” Almost bit through my lip as he pushed it in just enough that it teased but not enough that it released.
“You can hold out longer than this.” was all that he said. Then I felt him move away. I reached out for him, but he was off the bed and leaving me fucking alone!
“W..where are you going?”
“I need to get a few things. Don’t you dare touch yourself or I’ll make sure you don’t get to come later.” Then he was gone.
I rolled onto my side, he was getting more and more dominatrix like as things went on. I liked it, I just didn’t know how far and how fast he’d go. He’d get into the pain shit, some of that I didn’t mind so much, nipple clips I could handle, they weren’t really that bad. But the other stuff, or at least what I’d heard, asphyxiation, whips, chains...I wasn’t so sure about that. And I didn’t mind the bondage stuff. At least he used lube.
While moving I accidentally jarred the vibrator and for a second felt supreme bliss. Panted hard to keep my cock from exploding. How fucking long did it take to get whatever he was trying to get? Maybe he wouldn’t notice if I touched... But even touching my chest was enough to make my breath hitch. Once I started, though, I couldn’t stop. My hand trailed down, down, then I had to shove my face into the pillow again. Something kept me from letting my hand circle my cock and pull myself off to a brief ecstasy. Maybe it was loyalty to Bobby, faith that he’d come back and this would be perfect. My finger caught in my bellybutton and just happened to flick out and... “Shiiit...” So good, I didn’t want to wait for Bobby, this was the best. All I knew right know was that if he didn’t come back quick the vibrator was going to do his job for him and I would have a long night ahead of me. With some effort I pulled my hand away and just laid there for a while trying to deny the ever mounting threat of orgasm.
“Such a good Jay, you behaved.” he said, slipping up behind me and rubbing my head. I practically purred and melted into him. His finger slipped around my lips and I licked at it. “Do you want it?” he asked.
I looked up at him, trying to be as innocent as I could, and nodded.
“If I give it to you, you have to behave for the rest of the night. Understand?” That stopped me for a moment. He ran his fingers through my hair. “I’m not going to hurt you. I promise.”
At that moment I knew that he was going to do something else, something that probably would hurt.
But other things superseded caution.
“Do it.”
He smiled and kissed me gently on the forehead, then the vibrator was shoved in as deep as it could go and his hand surrounded my cock. “Ah, fuck...Bobby!” I couldn’t breathe, it was all coming too fast, the sheets beside me bore the mark of my passion and I think I screamed and passed out. Too fucking good. It spilled through me in waves of supreme pleasure and my hands searched for something to keep me from blowing apart.
A tug at my neck, on my collar. I let my eyes slide open, aware that the vibration in my ass was still going on and was only getting worse. “Suck me.” he hissed, jerking my head towards his crotch. Was that it? I could handle this.
His cock was so fucking hard. It was obvious that he was a lot more patient than I was. I licked at his shaft slowly, unsure of how much teasing he was willing to tolerate. As his hand shoved my head down farther, I guessed it wasn’t much. It didn’t really matter, I guess... I took him into a practiced deep throat, darting my tongue across the head, savoring the brief taste of precum before his thrusting tore away all other thoughts.
“How does it feel to get fucked at both ends?” he hissed, prodding the vibrator gently. I moaned around his cock, mine was getting hard again, maybe he just wanted to fuck me to death. Not that that would have been the worst thing in the entire world. His eyes closed and he shuddered, filling my mouth with salt. I swallowed as best I could, but there was only so much I could do with him cutting off my air. He slowed the vibrator down until it finally whirred to a stop. I whimpered, that was it? He nibbled on my ear and purred. “We wouldn’t want to use it all up tonight, would we?” he asked softly. I started to move to unlatch the catches on the straps, but he gave me a warning look. “Keep it in.”
I’d gotten used to it being there, but that didn’t mean that I wanted it in there all night. Nibbled on his arm. “Please...I’ll do anything...just let me take it off. I don’t want to be bad and disobey you and come without your permission.” I whispered, hoping he’d take the bait. Instead he just pulled me to his chest and purred in my ear.
“But I like you like this.” he said, pulling an innocent face. He kissed me on the forehead. “You’re so sexy when you’re horny.” I closed my eyes and tried to deny the throbbing between my legs.
“C...could I just...” I didn’t even know what I was asking. It wasn’t like he would just give up if I asked him to. A warning glare was all the answer that I received. “I’m sorry I’m so bad.” I whispered. It was scary how soon I had just given up all control of myself to him. I mean, I’d still fight on the significant things, but with sex, I just had no control. And that was fine.
He sighed, perhaps in exasperation or just pity. I shuddered as he held me close to him. “You aren’t bad. It’s just, tomorrow I want to do something special with you, and if you take it out now I can’t.”
The reasoning didn’t seem to jibe with me, but I nodded my head and curled up next to him, clutching onto his chest. He sighed happily and held me close. If one discounted the vibrator in my ass, it might have been a pretty picture.
The next day we met everyone else at Amir’s house. Not to really do anything exciting, just to talk. I guess. Bobby picked out my clothes, I didn’t care considering it was a combination that I most likely would have worn anyway. As he zipped up the neck so that no one could see my collar, he grinned like a fiend, letting his hand slide down my back and touch the vibrator which I hadn’t moved. I moaned softly and bucked against him. “Not now.” He picked up something from the table, then his keys and we left.
While we were walking up to Amir’s house, the thrumming started. My legs nearly gave out and I slapped my hands over my mouth to strangle a moan. Instant erection. And if I knew Bobby, he wouldn’t let me relieve it all day. “Fuck Bobby, don’t do this to me!” I pleaded, sinking to my knees on the driveway. He knelt down next to me and kissed me deeply, his tongue delving into areas I wanted explored much more deeply. My hand reached up of its own accord and tried to pull him onto me. He could fuck me on the driveway and I wouldn’t mind.“You can last. We don’t have to stay long.” I was about to cry, I didn’t need to be embarrassed like this in front of my friends. He kissed me again. “It’ll be okay, I promise.”
Paige knew something was up, but he thought I was just sick. “Jay, are you okay? You look all flushed.” he said, patting me on the shoulder. I almost jerked completely away and he gave me a weird look before shrugging and stalking off to find Amir, his newest fuck buddy.Bobby took Ryan into another room, leaving me to sit on the sofa and long to just fucking pull myself off, take the vibrator out and shove it in Bobby’s mouth. Instead I bit down hard on my fingers and tried to keep a lid on any and all moans that were threatening to come out. But even that wasn’t enough.
Cold water ran down my face, helping some... Maybe I could put some down there and I wouldn’t have any... There was a tap on my shoulder. I turned around guiltily. Ryan stood there, smiling happily. He leaned in and touched my ass gently, making me jump. His tongue traced along my ear. “Bobby told me.” he purred, then I felt his hand brushing gently over my crotch.“Uh...” I groaned, wanting to move forward but not. It was Ryan.
He tugged down the zipper on my turtleneck and clucked disapprovingly at the collar. “I never figured you’d be a sub Jay.” I didn’t resist as he moved himself behind me and started to move his hands over my chest. At least it was touch. I could barely breathe, my breath came in short pants which only got shorter as his hands played with the bottom of my shirt and then began to peel it up. He nibbled at my neck and scratched over my nipples with his hands.
“D...did you and Bobby...?” The rest of the words wouldn’t come as he patted the front of my pants. Fuck him...
“Yeah.” Stab of lust as he licked at my ear. “Do you want to come?”
My mind was so foggy, I could barely think, everything was all fuzzy. “N...Bobby’ll get mad.” I whimpered. He unzipped my fly and started to pull my pants down.
“He’ll understand.” Before I knew it my pants and boxers were around my ankles and I was halfway on the counter in front of the mirror, my ass sticking up in the air and Ryan standing behind me just staring at my reflection. I winced in embarrassment. It was one thing when it was Bobby, who I thought I trusted implicitly, but it was another when it was Ryan, who I knew wouldn’t be able to resist telling everyone.
“AH!” I squealed as he pushed the vibrator in a bit farther. I searched for a grip on the counter, but it seemed there wasn’t one. “Fuck Ryan, just stop!” I hissed. He giggled, letting his hand trail down from my entrance to my balls, cupping each in turn. At that point any restraint that I was holding just went out the window. He started to pick my legs up and come up behind me. I thrashed on the counter, wishing that there was something to grip. Of course, there wasn’t. And I couldn’t find a way to make him stop, maybe part of it was just giving up on my part, but he was just standing there and pushing it in and out, stroking my cock and holding me captive. Any and all reserve that I had was totally gone and I was moaning my fucking heart out, hoping that I would cum soon.
“Ryan! What the fuck are you doing?!” Bobby screamed from the doorway. Ryan dropped my legs and left me leaning there. I whimpered in loss and tried to calm down, oh fuck Bobby was gonna kill me... And still the vibrator throbbed, when would I get used to it so it didn’t matter if I had it in or out?
“I’m helping you break him in. Just like Amir helped when I was working with you.”
I felt someone touching my back, a reassuring kind touch. Bobby. “I’m not going to break him like that. I don’t want to hurt him. It’s not just a game for me.” he said. I didn’t know what was going on, all I knew was that I wanted to cum.
“Please, can I help?” Ryan was on his knees begging. Somehow I slumped to the floor and stared up at Bobby, hoping he’d say no.
Bobby was looking at me with eyes that said he was considering it. “There is something that I need help with tonight. If Jay doesn’t mind.”
Before I knew it Ryan was sucking me off, bringing me to a state of supreme bliss where it was all I could do not to fall completely apart as it spread through me. I think I might even have started crying. Ryan kissed me then, his mouth full of me, a taste that I never had gotten used to but craved so much. After that I just leaned against the cupboards and let Ryan fix my pants and boxers up. “He doesn’t mind.” Maybe I didn’t, I just couldn’t think right now.
“Want to go home Jay?” Bobby asked, sharing a kiss with me and Ryan. His voice was husky, just about the only indication that he ever gave that he was ready to go.
I nodded, that was about all I was capable of. They both helped me up and practically raced getting me to the car. If I hadn’t been post-orgasmic, perhaps I would have fought a bit more.
They helped me up to the bedroom and let me flop down on the bed. Bobby unzipped the neck of my shirt and slid his hand in and over my nipple. I stared up at him, smiling vaguely, while Ryan was jerking down my fly and pulling my pants off. Shoes and socks had been tossed aside right after they got me in the bedroom. “This’ll be good Jay, I promise.” Bobby whispered as he started to work my shirt off. I nodded. Why was it so hard to think? It would have been easy to think that they’d drugged me, but I was pretty sure it was just the delayed gratification and the fact that it was so hard to concentrate when something was inside me and throbbing like a motherfucker.“What’re you going to do?” I choked out as my boxers came off and Ryan decided that now was the time to start to get his clothes off, all the while brushing against me and making shit go faster.
Ryan and Bobby exchanged a look. Oh fuck. I tried to get up, suddenly understanding that it was going to be something to get them off and something to hurt me. Bobby instantly was all over me, purring soft words in my ear and stroking my cock. “It’ll be okay, I promise.” he whispered, kissing my cheek. I whimpered and tried to get up.
“You’re going to hurt me.” I managed to squeak out. Ryan went over to the chest of drawers and started digging around in the assorted bondage materials. Bobby just stayed with me, stroking my hair and telling me that he wouldn’t ever let anything happen to me since I was so good, so perfect, so sexy. I don’t know why I even listened to him. Perhaps because the past few days had shown me that most of what he was saying was right, pain and pleasure were beautiful.
“If you don’t want to do it, you don’t have to.” he finally said, stroking my cheek. The look of total concern lurking in his eyes made me waiver. “I want this to be good for you too.”
At this point Ryan was still digging around in the drawers and making a hell of a lot of metallic noises come out. “Promise?” I asked.
“Promise.” he whispered back, kissing me on the forehead. “I did this too, I swear it’ll be okay.” Again, he didn’t explain or even hint what ‘this’ was.
Ryan came back and dumped some things on the floor. He nodded at Bobby, who stripped down to his boxers. I yearned to close my eyes and just give myself over to whatever was going to happen, but caution dictated that I didn’t. Bobby had the little control for the vibrator and he clicked it to off. I moaned as all the stimulation left...it felt so empty. They took advantage of that and before I knew it my hands were handcuffed behind me to the bedposts and Bobby had my head in his lap. Ryan was kneeling on the bed between my legs. He picked up my legs and put them on his shoulders, sliding up until he was almost touching me. The clasps on the straps holding the vibrator in slipped free as he unlatched them, somehow avoiding all contact with my skin. He pulled it out gently and I sighed in relief. Ryan held it up and smiled lecherously. “You wanna lick it off?”
Bobby stuck his tongue out and practically inhaled the thing. I kept myself from throwing up. It was one thing when it was something that had been in someone else’s mouth, but... I guess I should have just been happy that they hadn’t expected me to do it. Ryan took it away. Then he ducked down and started digging through the stuff he’d put on the floor earlier.
“Is he a screamer?” Ryan asked Bobby, hiding whatever he had. Bobby looked nonplused and shrugged. I tried to pull away from Ryan but he grabbed my hips and pinned me to the bed. “Behave or I can make this a hell of a lot worse.” he snarled. I slammed my eyes closed and bit my lip. I would do this for Bobby, but if it was something that would be permanent...
Metal touched my nipples. Shit. My teeth should have ripped me a new mouth. And he hadn’t done anything yet. Bobby sensed my unease and dug his fingernails into my shoulders, hoping to distract me from the pain about to come.
But that kind of thing never helps.
“AH! FUCK!” I screamed, thrashing as much as I could with my arms immobilized and Ryan holding me down. “Please, just take them off!” I begged as loudly as I could, pleading my heart out to Bobby, since I knew Ryan wasn’t likely to ever relent. But the metal pinching my nipples towards an even more erect state stayed and the pain radiating all through my chest, even with Bobby trying to distract me. Tears burst from my eyes, I couldn’t handle more of this. Ryan just looked annoyed. “I don’t want to do this anymore!”
“Shh...remember last time? It does get better.” Bobby purred.
I bit my lip and tried to go with it, but Ryan took that moment to tighten them. “FUCK!!! JUST TAKE THEM OFF!!” I screamed, “I’LL DO ANYTHING!”
The person in the apartment above took that moment to bang on the floor and yell about punk kids. Bobby gave Ryan a warning look.
Rubber between my teeth again. I welcomed it this time, it was something to bite down on that didn’t cause more pain. My hands pulled on the cuffs binding me to the bed and I really just wanted to get the hell out of there. Ryan’s hand went over my cock, stroking gently. Bobby was humming and trying to get my mind off of it. I whimpered, the pain was dulling but it still hurt. I closed my eyes. The touch on my cock ceased and I heard more digging through the pile.
“It’s okay Jay, it’s going to be okay.” Bobby soothed, running his fingers through my hair. I heard the snap of latex on skin, then the sound of a tube of lube being opened. My eyes flicked open and caught sight of Ryan slipping on a latex glove. What the fuck was... “Jay! Calm down, I swear it’s going to be okay.” Bobby said, holding me down while Ryan started to lube up my entrance. There wasn’t enough room, please tell me he wasn’t going to do it anyway. Suddenly the entire reason Bobby had made me keep the vibrator in became clear. It still didn’t mean that I wanted to do this and especially with Ryan.
One finger wormed its way in, meeting very little resistance. That was okay...two went in with relatively no problems. I slammed my eyes shut and pushed hard against Bobby’s lap as Ryan’s fingers touched my prostate. Bobby was breathing hard but trying not to show it. I felt his erection next to my cheek. I opened my eyes a bit and saw his face, he had his eyes closed and was concentrating on breathing in and out through his nose. Then a wave of intense pleasure passed and I gave myself over to it, moaning. Ryan was twisting his fingers around inside of me, trying to work in a third.
“Damn, he’s tight. Are you sure you left it in all last night?” Ryan asked, wincing as he tried to stretch me more. It was starting to hurt, but he kept on squirting lube and touching my prostate, so it wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Bobby only nodded and moaned quietly. I nuzzled against his erection, making his breath hitch. Finally the third finger went in and I gave myself over to keeping my eyes closed and moaning. I didn’t care if I looked idiotic, it felt so fucking good and he kept on putting his fingers right where it counted. My hands grabbed the bars on the bed and I pushed myself onto his hand, hoping that it’d make things go more quickly. “Be patient.” he hissed, fumbling with the lube. Bobby brushed his hand against my cheek, smiling as if in a daze. I purred. Maybe I could wait.
I jerked as Ryan began to inch in his pinkie finger. Doubts that had been conveniently forgotten when it was only two fingers started to surface. It hurt too. The pain from the nipple clamps had long passed, now it was just the alternating pleasure and pain from his hand going inside me. He moved my legs in an attempt to make things easier, all the while looking like he was just going to give up and fuck me the normal way. If there was any such thing for him.
The area on Bobby’s boxers next to my cheek was starting to feel damp, I knew he was going to get off at any time, most likely after Ryan succeeded in his little endeavor. He’d long since given up trying to relax me with words, now it was just occasional kisses on my forehead and massages on my shoulders. And maybe I had given up trying to resist, there was very little I could do and the promise that it would feel great at one point was keeping me there. That and the fact that I really fucking wanted to come...
Ryan exhaled loudly and motioned for me to do the same. He pushed my legs as far apart as they could go and just went for it. I bit hard on the ball gag and tensed, oh fuck fuck fuck fuck... I could see him there with everywhere from his wrist up showing and oh fuck he really did have his hand in me. Bobby panted hard, letting one of his hands trail from my shoulders to his cock. My fingers went into fists as Ryan just shifted a bit. So fucking good. I got harder, if that was possible. It was uncomfortable, but that feeling just went away as he slowly moved his fingers. Bliss. Maybe not perfect bliss when compared with other things, but it was something. I groaned and moaned my lungs out, trying to get him or someone to let me come. Bobby got harder next to me. Ryan grunted, moved his hand that one, crucial, final, time and I came. Almost started crying too. It was so good. He kept his hand inside, grinning evilly. “Such a good job Jay.” He leaned up and kissed me on the cheek. “We’ll have to do this all the time, won’t we?” I was in no condition to reply and neither was Bobby. He smirked and then let his hand slide out, I winced at the slurping sound, then he pushed my head to the side and pulled Bobby’s boxers so he could suck him off. I turned a bit and confronted the wonderful reality of Ryan with someone else’s cock in his mouth. Bobby whimpered as Ryan ran his teeth along the bottom side of his shaft. I closed my eyes and just listened, I was too tired and I really didn’t give a shit anymore. As long as they didn’t think they could do this every fucking day.
Bobby repressed a scream as he came hard. Ryan smirked and rolled over. “There, that wasn’t so hard now was it?”
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