Not All That Deprived, James McAvoy/Michael Fassbender/Lucas till
Title: Not All That Deprived
Author: 2_libras
Fandom: RPF
Pairing: James McAvoy/Michael Fassbender, James/Michael/Lucas Till
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This never happened, all of the story is made up out of our heads.
A/N: Set in an AU where Simon Halls owns a sex club.
Summary: James and Michael spend some time at Simon's club and they find someone unexpected there.
Michael smiled as he paid the cab driver, tipping him nicely as he slipped out and headed to the door of the club. When the greeter let him in, he scanned the room for familiar faces, knowing James said they'd meet at the front bar when he arrived, and he was later then he intended to be. He didn't know if he was nervous or exicted that the other man might be upset with him, the other man was choosing the games for the night after all.
James was sipping on a glass of iced tea. "Kneel," he said, when Michael was close enough to hear him. He wouldn't shout across the bar for anyone. "You're late," he noted. "Crawl the rest of the way to me. Stop beside the stool and rest your head on me."
Michael dropped to his knees, immediately slipping into a relaxed state at the other mans words, crawling over slowly. "I'm sorry sir, I took a cab, and the driver got a little lost. The building isn't marked that well." He settled in beside James' leg resting his head on the other mans thigh.
Knowing it was true, James nodded. "I'll forgive you for that, especially as I know what a good boy you are and how hard you'll work to make it up to me." He stroked Michael's hair. "So you know what's in store tonight, don't you?" he asked him softly.
"I'm completely in your hands sir. Yours to use and abuse as you like." He spoke softly and clearly. "Possibly with an audience, of people who might know exactly who we are. To let you show them all what a whore I am for you."
"That's for next time, for the major audience," James said, he'd already thought of that. "Next time we come here, we're just going into the back room so I can make you scream for me, where everyone will stop fucking to watch my beautiful whore. We're going beyond there tonight, though," James said. "To the room I showed you before... where if someone comes past they'll stop and watch you being a whore for me."
Michael squirmed slightly. "I'd like that sir. To be yours and spread and begging and completely focused on pleasing you and them." He sighed softly. "Your so good to me."
"I know you would, and I'm going to do more than that," James said. "Going to have you blindfolded, so you won't know when the audience is there, won't know anything but my touch. Gagged too, and plugs in your ears, so all you know is what I'm doing to you."
Michael felt himself shudder at the thought of being lost to his own feelings like that. "Thank you sir. I need that sir. You know I do." He shifted slightly, already feeling his cock swell a little just thinking about it.
"That's why I'm doing it for you," James said. "Well, that and I want it of course. I'll also be using some toys on you, but I'm not being more specific than that because I don't want you to be anticipating too much about what and when. I'll take you with my cock last, of course."
"Yes sir, save the best for last. If you...if you want to keep me from coming more then once I may need a cockring. I'll take as many as you'll give me though." Michael murmured. "I haven't touched myself since the last time we were together, and its been hard not to come just from the fabric of my pants at times."
'You could say that," James laughed softly. "I think I'll let you come... but I may change my mind. We'll see what happens." He nodded. "You were a very good boy and I think you need a reward for being so good." He stood up. "Follow me, on your hands and knees. I'll make sure we have a clear path, but be careful."
Michael nodded. "Yes sir, I'll keep my eyes open for others, I wouldn't want to upset someone who I might end up being watched by." He leaned in and gave the other mans crotch a light nuzzle.
"Mmm, that's nice," James said, he was half-hard and that felt good. "Move back now so I can get up, we have a lot to do tonight."
Michael did as he was told, sitting back on his heels to let the other man past to lead the way. "I want nothing more then to please you sir."
"I know," James leaned down to kiss Michael softly. "I know you do and I love that about you. Maybe I should get you a collar and leash..."
"I would wear it with more pride then I'm allowed I think." Michael smiled up at the other man. "Being yours is something I'm proud enough of as it is."
"Oh I'd allow it," James said. "Maybe I will get one soon... I will at some point, but maybe soon," he smiled. "I think I want to see you with a black collar around that pretty neck."
"I do love the smell of leather sir." He smirked up at James. "If I can have my own interjection as to what I want." He let himself be led toward the back room.
"I don't mind you saying it, you know as well as I do you only get it if I allow it," James answered. "I like hearing what you want, anyway. I enjoy knowing what I can think about to give to you."
"You already give me so much sir. You have no idea how much." He crawled slowly, his eyes skimming the floor, making sure not to step in anything as he moved, or run into anyone.
"I know, and you give me as much," James said softly. "More than you can ever know." He went slow enough that Michael would be able to keep up with him.
"That's my job. To give you my everything and hope its enough." Michael kept up the pace, trying not to look up at the faces they passed, knowing there were eyes following them.
"It is enough, and you know that," James said. He watched as people looked at Michael, wondered if they were surprised he wasn't the one on his knees. He kept walking, until they got to the first door. "You may stand here," he said.
Michael stood slowly, dusting off his knees and then folding his hands behind his back, awaiting instructions. "Ready and waiting sir." He smiled a slightly cheeky smile.
"You're a good boy, and you're just bratty enough for me to like," James said, grinning. "Now open the door and get through it before I change my mind about you standing."
Michael did as he was told, walking in obediently, the smile still touching his lips. "I do enjoy making you frustrated, sir. It makes you a bit rougher when you fuck me."
"I know you do, but you also know I like you to be a good, obedient boy for me," James said. "That's what I want tonight. Though not passive or boring, but I don't think that's even possible with you."
"I don't think it is, not when your the one working on me." Michael raised his eyes to the other mans face. "You bring out the frenzy in me."
"That I've noticed, that's why I want to take a lot of the outside stimulation away, see if it really is just me," James said, smiling. "You're beautiful like that, of course."
"Thank you, I feel beautiful when you make me that way. I feel raw and entirely pure. And you seeing it and helping me through, it means so much." Michael let his mind wander as he spoke, thinking of the way the other man had taken care of him after every time they'd fucked before, no matter how gentle or rough.
James smiled. "I love that, bringing that out in you," James said. "It means so much to me that you let me do this for you and with you, too," he said, taking Michael's hand and leading him down the hall. "You're too precious to me not to take care of, to make you be all you can be."
Michael squeezed his hand as he spoke, wishing he could pull their bodies flush and show James how thankful he was, but knowing he had to behave if he wanted things to progress. "I hope I get the chance to help you let go like this some time too. I think you might need it with the way your shoulders tense."
"You noticed?" James asked, softly. "I would like to," he said. "Maybe next time we're together," he said. "It's not that I don't want it, it's that you have needed it more than I have." He took Michael through to the hall with the rooms.
"I know...and of course I noticed. I think I notice more about you then you realize." He glanced in some of the rooms as they passed them biting his lip at the thought of being in one soon.
"I think you do," James nodded. He glanced in too, but none of the scenes were enticing enough for him to stop. He led Michael to the room they had booked and he took him in his arms. "Kiss me. I need that."
Michael wrapped his arms around James, kissing him deeply, his fingers knitting into James' hair as their mouths mingled. When they broke apart he grinned. "When you cut off your hair the next time I won't know what to do with my hands."
"Maybe I'll wear a wig for you," James teased, though he knew very well that it wouldn't be the same. "I'm sure you'll figure out, you're very good with you hands," he said.
"Oh I'm sure there are plenty of other things I can do with them. I just happen to like how your hair feels between my fingers more then most things." Michael chuckled. "I'm already hard, just from kissing you and touching your hair."
"I like your hands in my hair, and I really like that it makes you hard," James laughed. "If it wasn't such a mess to clean up I might make you come in it sometime." He reached down and stroked Michael lightly.
"I'd rather have my fingers in it while your mouth was on my cock honestly. Fuck, I'm so horny for you right now, everything is making it worse." He groaned.
"Do you think coming might help take the edge off?" James asked. He loved when Michael got like this, but he thought it might help. "You're so sexy like this, you know."
"I don't think what I think matters right now. I am your plaything. Would it make you happy to have me coming before I'm even on the table...sir?" He cocked his head slightly at the other man.
"You coming always makes me happy, so much that I have trouble denying you," James said, he didn't mind Michael knowing that about him. He knew that if that was what Michael needed he would be able to get past his own feelings. "I want you to be untensed, so I do need to know, would coming help that?" he asked. "Or do you think it wouldn't make a lot of difference?"
"It...it might help if your going to start off hard and heavy. But if your doing a gradual build up, then I should be okay...not to say I won't come after five minutes on the table." He glanced over at the surface, noting the holes for bindings and considering the different positions that he could be tied in.
"You'll have permission to do that," James said with a smile. "Okay, I think we'll be fine, and you're so gorgeous for me, baby," he said. "Strip for me now, you know how I like you to do that."
Michael did as he was told, moving seductively as he took his clothes off, draping them over a chair in the corner. He didn't dare try to dance, that was too much, but he knew James liked the way he moved and he took advantage. "Where would you like me once I'm stripped sir?" He asked, stopping to pull off his shoes and socks.
"Hmmm," James put a finger to his lips and thought, though he was already fairly sure of what he wanted. "I want you to go over to that box and get the supplies out for me, the things that are going to make you aware of only me."
"Am I allowed to look for what else is in it?" Michael knew the answer, but he had to clarify so he didn't accidentally get himself in trouble.
"Yes," James said. "You can also bring the lube. But I want two ties, some hand restraints, you get to pick those and ear plugs." He then had a thought. "Crawl there."
Michael went down to his knees, thankful that this particular room had tile instead of solid cement for the floor. He crawled over slowly and opened the box, his eyes scanning the contents, pulling out his ear plugs, and touching a few different restraints before settling on a pair that weren't the most comfortable, but held him the snuggest and restrained him the most. He pulled out the ties then as well, and grabbed the lube. He closed the box then, crawling back over to James' feet. "These are my choices sir."
"Good boy," James said. "You made some wonderful choices and they'll also allow me to get them off fast just in case it doesn't go the way we think it will," he was pretty sure it was, but there were always moments that didn't go how anyone would expect, he was just confident enough to know when not to be overconfident.
Michael smiled and nodded. "I want...I need these as tight as you can make them sir. I want to feel completely out of control. These are the tightest restraints we have for my wrists. I need to feel helpless under your touch."
"They'll be as tight as I can get them without cutting off your circulation," James said. "Even if you think you could take them slightly tighter, trust me you couldn't," he said. "They will be as tight as it is safe for them to be." He smiled. "I want you to feel that way. I love how you get."
"Thank you sir. You know just how to treat me." He let his shoulders relax as he spoke, already starting to calm just thinking about his world centering on nothing but the feel of James hands on him.
"I do, that's because I love the way you react to me so much," James murmured. He smiled, noticing the relaxation. "I want you to strip me too, put my clothes on the chair with yours."
Michael nodded, setting the supplies down on the nearest table, and debating for a moment. "Can I stand to get your shirt or will you do that?" He asked, not wanting to disobey unintentionally.
"You may stand to take it off," James said after a moment of thought. "Start now," he said, stroking Michael's hair.
Michael nodded, standing slowly and working James shirt off, his eyes trained on the buttons of it, focused clearly. He slipped it off and set it on the chair, slipping back down to his knees and taking James shoes and socks off, before moving his hands to James' belt, looking up at the other man and biting his lip as he pulled his pants down slowly.
"Good boy," James said, he watched as Michael knelt for him. He knew how hard he was, and he smiled down at him. "You do that, my beautiful boy," he said quietly. He pondered using Michael's mouth, but he wanted to get him on the table faster than it would take him to actually come.
Michael slipped the pants off of James' legs, his eyes averted away from his cock, fearing he might give in and try to touch him if he let himself linger on it. "All set sir..." He moved over and set the last of the clothing on the chair with his own.
"I know you are, my good boy," James said. "Up on the table for me now, sitting to begin with," he smiled gently.
Michael took a deep breath, standing and setting himself up on the edge of the table, wincing slightly that the metal edge was cold. He looked over the room, trying not to let himself focus on the slight anxiety of the moment.
James looked into his eyes. "You know what to do if it gets to a point where you can't take it," he would be watching Michael very carefully for their signal. He moved between his legs and kissed him again.
"I do...and I know I can handle this and anything you give me. It just...it feels a bit like that first day of school. All nerves and excitement and terror that your going to make a fool of yourself and have to live with it for the rest of your time there." He laughed and took a deep breath. "I know you will take care of me, though."
"I know," James smiled gently. "You won't make a fool out of yourself and you know I won't judge you if you can't handle what you think you can, baby. I will take the best care of you, because you trust me this way." He picked up the cuffs. "Hands up for me," he said, and fastened them very tightly. "They'll leave marks," he said. "For you to wear for me."
Michael nodded. "I want that. To let everyone know I'm yours." He said softly. "I will wear the marks with pride."
"I know you will," James said, and he made them very slightly tighter. "No more," he said. "Don't want you getting numb." He picked up the gag. "Okay with this next? I want to do your eyes last so you can see what I'm doing," he said. "But if you'd prefer that earlier, I'm okay with changing the order, you might need something else."
"This is fine sir. I can handle that order. I know it will feel amazing for me to be completely under your control." He smiled slightly. "And it will keep me from getting smart with you and earning myself more punishment."
"Just needed to be sure you were okay, I know you trust me but in this, I'm willing to listen if you have something else you'd prefer last." James chuckled at that. "Maybe I would want you to get smart sometime," he grinned. "But not today." He fastened the gag around Michael's head.
Michale let out a soft sigh at the feeling of the gag slipping around his head. He murmured his thanks through it, leaning to nuzzle James hand when it moved by his face.
James let his hand rest there for a moment, assurance and his own need to touch combining. He waited a while to let Michael get used to the feeling. He then slipped the earplugs into Michael's ears, and looked into his eyes, smiling reassuringly.
Michael gave a slight nod, adjusting slowly to the difference in noise level behind the plugs. There was still muffled sound, but it was faint so he could blend it out easily enough.
Finally, James slipped the blindfold over Michael's eyes, and tied it at the back. He looked at him, knowing he was aware of him but only because he knew he was there. Slowly, he eased Michael down onto the table and fastened the restraints down so he couldn't move much.
Michael let out a soft moan as he felt himself being tied to the table. He tugged his bonds some and barely moved. A smile formed around the gag. He knew now he was entirely James' possession, and he loved how that felt.
James pressed his lips to Michael's neck, murmuring what a good boy he was. He knew Michael couldn't hear but he would know he had spoken and would hopefully feel the vibrations and warmth. He reached one hand down to stroke Michael's cock.
Michael's hips jerked upward into the other mans hand, almost startled by the touch but craving more. He whimpered and turned his face toward where James lips had touched, wishing he could tell him thank you.
James kept stroking, and reached for the lube with his other hand. He took his hand from Michael's cock and dripped lube on it, then slid a finger slowly into Michael's tight hole. He wanted him to have time to get used to it.
Michael grunted and hitched his hips downward, trying to rush things slightly. His cock throbbed at the invasion, and the other man stroking him only made it stronger.
James held him steady but pushed a second finger into him, his other hand having returned to the stroking, he squeezed a little tighter as he stroked.
His hips trembled in their movements, unsure if they wanted to push forward or back, his fingers balling in fist where they were bound.
James liked it and he kept on with his own movements, opening Michael's ass slowly. He wanted to just fuck into him, but he knew he needed stretching.
Michael whimpered and moaned softly, his body struggling to find a way to get more, needing as much as it could get after being held back and waiting. He squirmed on the table some, feeling his own helplessness.
Knowing Michael wanted more, James didn't give it to him right away. He wanted him to want it, to be desperate. He slid a third finger into his hole after a few moments, though, stretching him more.
Michael tried to rock down onto the other mans fingers, letting out a rough grunt when he couldn't get a good enough angle to make it feel the way he wanted. His fists clenched and unclenched, his brain trying to figure out a way around his bindings so it could appease his bodily needs.
James knew that Michael was getting just a little frustrated, but he knew it would make it better when he was touched. He did, though, move his fingers some, brushing the tips over Michael's prostate. He was so hard, and he knew he had to fuck him soon.
Michael yelped through the gag at the pressure on the sensitive spot, his hips jerking erratically but not being able to move far. His body felt like it was on fire from the sensations rushing through him, the bindings biting into his skin, the lack of outside distraction. He knew he'd be coming like a teenager soon if James allowed him.
Knowing this was too intense for Michael to last long, James slicked up his cock, and climbed onto the table, not as gracefully as he might have liked and rather hoping there wasn't an audience to see that part. He didn't look over, he didn't really want to know yet if there was one or not. He then slid his fingers out, then teased Michael's hole with the head of his cock, half to tease and half to prepare him.
Michael whimpered and moaned at the other man teasing his opening. Softly begging for more the only way he could. His cock throbbing against his stomach at the sensation.
Slowly, James pushed his cock into Michael, stroking him where he could reach with both hands, never letting him feel untouched. He moaned too, to the empty room and his own ears as he sank in, feeling how much Michael wanted him inside.
Michael growled around his gag, feeling himself being filled up, and loving it, his body stiffening as James sank in. He squirmed in his bindings and tried to fight how wanton he sounded, his body working on its own to try to make the other man fuck him as much as it could.
Of course Michael couldn't fight how wanton he was, but James loved it and he sank even further in, before pulling back and slamming deep the second time.
Michael yelled around his gag then, his body shaking as the other man pounded into him. He knew he'd embarass himself soon, coming so fast, but James said he wouldn't be punished. He rocked his hips as much as he could, trying to will the other man to speed up and fuck him hard and fast, wanting to come even with the embarassment of it.
James laughed and groaned, and kept fucking Michael, realising how close he was himself, he hadn't realised until he'd started to fuck his boy, being busy preparing him. Even as he let himself get wrapped up in fucking Michael, he was keeping a careful eye on him. But he could see how close Michael was, too, how his cock leaked. He fucked deeper into him, and stroked his cock, unaware of how much noise he was making too.
Michael's body shook then, the thought that someone might be out there watching combined with the movement of James' hand making him lose control, coming hard over his stomach. His voice breaking slightly as he yelped out the waves of his orgasm.
James came a moment after Michael did, just having enough time to appreciate Michael's noises before he was focused on one thing, on coming hard inside Michael and claiming him completely.
Michael felt it, his body stilling to let the other man fill him up as the last waves of his orgasm rode through him.
James stayed inside Michael, resting his head on his boy's chest, then looking up. His eyes met... "Lucas?" He could see the boy had his hand on his cock, and he smiled, reassuringly, that it was okay.
Lucas flushed a deep red, he hadn't been able to help stopping, he hadn't even realised it was Michael James was with at first.
Michael could hear the other man speaking, though he couldn't make out the words. He wondered who he was speaking too, realizing after a moment that it meant they'd had an audience for their scene. He whimpered under James gently, wanting more and less at once, his body still sensitive from his orgasm.
James moved to take the plugs out of Michael's ears, then the gag from his mouth. "I'm going to take the blindfold off now, close your eyes until you're ready for the light," he said quietly. He'd untie him in just a moment.
Lucas moved to go, thinking he didn't feel like he should interrupt any more than he had.
James looked up and shook his head.
Lucas stilled.
Michael flexed his jaw slowly. "That gag is a stretcher...not a complaint though, keeping my jaw loose has its uses." He grinned, slowly blinking through the brightness, his eyes focusing on James as he smiled wildly. "So amazing..."
James chuckled. "I can think of a few advantages," he agreed, Lucas forgotten as he smiled at Michael in their afterglow. "You are so amazingly beautiful, you know that?" he asked. "You've never looked more perfect to me." He thought. "Do you want your bonds untied now? Or would you like to feel that a little longer?"
Lucas could see they were lost in each other. He knew he could leave now, but he was somehow unable to, that look in James' eyes had just been too much for him to resist.
Michael debated it. "That depends...are you done using me? I'm at your mercy sir..." Michael's eyes darkened a bit, catching a glimpse of the younger man from the corner of his eye then and glancing over to see who was standing there. When he recognized the other man he smiled softly. "Hello."
"I was more wondering if you could handle it for much longer," James said. "I think we should ask him to come in, don't you?" he said. "Come in, Lucas," he said.
Lucas, blushing even more furiously, walked in. "Michael... James... I..." He breathed out the words and went silent.
"Don't be embarassed. I'm the one tied down and being used." Michael smiled up at the younger man. "You've definitely got one over me. And besides, you won't be judged here. Not by us or anyone else. Everyone here is here because they like the same things."
"Exactly," James said, smiling as reassuringly as he could. "Is this your first time here?" he asked.
"Kind of," Lucas said. "I've been in the bar... just watching. I just..." he sighed. "I don't know..." He shook his head. "I've barely admitted I like guys and someone thought... and I don't..."
"You seem to like what you saw us doing..." Michael let his eyes droop to the other mans crotch. "So I'd say you like guys a bit...or maybe just us."
"Of course I did, you're hot," Lucas said, and he grinned. "I just... it's one thing to watch, and I've done stuff, but this? It's... so overwhelming. But I did like... well, seeing that. Hot."
"Thank you," James said. "And it is overwhelming the first few times. I've been here a bit, even before Michael, and I know how it can be."
Michael smirked at Lucas. "You didn't get off though...so it looks like I haven't properly pleased my audience."
James couldn't help the soft laugh that escaped him. "I had no idea you were quite that much of a slut, my boy."
"Oh you did," Lucas said. "Just..." he shook his head. "I don't think..."
"You don't have to touch me...or even let me touch you. You can just watch...maybe see if James will demonstrate some toys on me for you, some things are in that box." Michael glanced at James. "You know just what kind of slut I am. Your the one who is supposed to tame me remember?"
"I didn't know you would do this, though," James said. "Luckily for you I approve," he said. He smiled. "Would you like to watch him be tamed, Lucas?"
"Why do I get the feeling it'll be very temporary?" Lucas teased. "I just think he would not be very tameable. And... yes," he said after a moment. "But would it be okay if... if you did, maybe?"
"You want me to touch you?" Michael cocked his head slightly. "I'll do anything you want, just ask. James is the only one who can say no, and I highly doubt he will." Michael glanced at James, his eyes heated.
"Maybe I will," James teased. "Maybe I'll touch him and make you watch," he wouldn't... he really wouldn't, but he didn't want to give in too easily to Michael.
Lucas laughed. "Just so you know, I'd probably like that," he said to James. "The you touching me part, at least."
"As long as I get to see you come, I'll be happy. I know you'd be beautiful though. You'd look quite pretty pressed between us even..." Michael smirked up at him.
"He's a slut, you have to get used to that," James said to Lucas. "But he wants you and I would love you to join us."
"That's hot," Lucas said, and smiled. "Well, I think he might need... something more. And he's right, being between you would be wonderful."
"How about both of us inside him?" James asked. "Of course this wouldn't work on this table for us both to be in his slutty hole, but you could take his mouth..."
Michael moaned softly at the thought. "I'd love that, not that I get a choice. I love sucking cock." He gave his most innocent look to Lucas, hoping it would help him win the younger man over.
"He's excellent at it, too, and it isn't stroking his ego to say it," James said. "You'll probably come five seconds after," he said. "He's that good."
"I know I like that, so... maybe that?" Lucas suggested. "I don't want to... get too deep... myself. Not yet."
"Of course," James said. "We'll just all get off, I think... make it easier for you and Michael and I have had our fun on the wild side... for now, at least."
Michael nodded. "I don't mind introducing you to the feeling of being in power over someone." He squirmed on the table. "If you like it...then you know...if you'd rather be me, then you know that too." Michael winked up at Lucas.
"I think... I'd like to play and see what fits," Lucas said after thinking seriously for a moment. "I think I was looking for people I could explore with. I know there are some amazing and hot guys around here, don't get me wrong, but I think I need more than the hot. Not that you two aren't, but I know you as well, and I... well, I like you," he said, his cheeks a little flushed.
"We like you too, it's okay," James said, he knew if Michael hadn't felt like that he'd have let him know by now. "I think you're right, we need to explore this with people we know and trust. I did with David," he said, smiling at the memory.
Michael gave a nod. "If you don't trust the person bringing you into this, it can change your whole view on something that is meant to be erotic. We will do anything we can to help you explore." Michael smiled. "Would you like to kiss one of us? Or both, I'm not partial." His smile was soft now, affection more then lust.
"Kiss him, he earned it," James said, grinning.
Lucas nodded, moving around and bending to press his lips to Michael's, the kiss lasted a long time.
Michael arched his neck up, trying to keep the younger mans mouth on his as long as he could. Letting the kiss break and grinning. "Your a very good kisser..."
"Never had any complaints," and Lucas kissed James then, just as long and hard. He liked kissing.
"He's amazing," James agreed with Michael.
"Bet that mouth is good for plenty of things, but that's not for today I don't think. Today its my mouth getting used. That sounded incredibly greedy." He chuckled at himself.
"James said you were a slut, proving it's got to be a good thing," Lucas answered. "I like having my cock sucked too, can't wait to feel your mouth on me."
"Oh he is, but he's only a slut for some people, you're among a very special group," James said.
"I give myself completely when I chose to give. That's all." Michael grinned at James. "Would you like me to suck you hard first...sir?"
"That would require me pulling out of your slutty hole," James answered, he'd never pulled out and now he was hard again. "I kind of like it here, so how about Lucas gets up and feeds his lovely cock into your dirty mouth?"
"Yes please," Lucas said.
"Don't have to tell me twice. Give me your cock..." He shifted a bit to get his angle better. "And don't be gentle. I really like being used to pleasure others."
"He does, he adores serving us this way, you'll give him what you want if you fuck his whore mouth," James said, harshly.
It turned Lucas on more, and he moaned. "Yes, god... want to be sucked..." he got up onto the table and moved so he was straddling Michael's shoulders.
"I'm going to untie your hands," James said. "Your signal is going to be three fingers extended if you need something to stop, okay?" he asked Michael. Then he unfastened the restraints quickly.
Michael nodded. "Yes sir...god I can't wait to taste your cock." He looked up at Lucas, flicking his tongue out and trying to reach the head of it, just out of his reach.
Lucas grinned down. "Such a slut." It was pretty clear he liked that. He teased Michael by tracing his lips with his cock.
"Good, tease him, don't give him what he wants right away, make him wait," James praised Lucas.
Michael grunted at that, lapping at the head of Lucas' cock as it moved across his mouth. His eyes trained on Lucas' face, wanting to see every reaction he got.
"You know you love it," James flexed his hips slightly, pushing deeper.
Lucas kept teasing, but he moaned as he was licked. "Now, James?" he asked.
"Feed it to him as slow as you can stand to," James answered. "Michael, you're to keep your hands by your sides, but you can move them. Just no touching either of us."
Lucas slipped just the head past Michael's lips.
Michael took the teasing probe from the other man, his eyes flaring with heat, and his hands coming to rest at his sides. The urge to grab the boy by the hips and push him forward was almost too much to handle.
"Good, Lucas," James said. "Don't give it all to him at once, make him wait, he likes it better," which was... well, it was partly true.
Lucas was trying hard not to push for more, and mostly succeeding.
Michael cursed James for a moment, knowing the other man knowing him too well wasn't necessarily the bad thing it felt like at the moment. He opened his mouth wider, keeping his eyes focused on Lucas carefully, trying to keep himself in check.
"Let him have it slowly," James said. "Keep going until he resists, then let him adjust."
"You like my cock?" Lucas asked, staring into Michael's eyes. "You are a slut, aren't you Michael?"
Michael gave a slight nod, keeping himself focused on the younger man, feeling his cock slip a little deeper into his mouth. He wanted to beg the younger man to take him properly, but he couldn't. He wanted him shoved deep down his throat and James deep inside him, but he couldn't ask for it without letting Lucas' cock out from between his lips.
James knew exactly what Michael wanted and he gave a thrust of his hips to remind him of what he did have. He watched Lucas, too, smiling. "I think you can go a little faster," he said. "Not too fast, like I said."
Lucas nodded, and increased his pushing into Michael's mouth just a little.
Michael moaned around him, feeling the push get a bit more firm. He squirmed on James' cock slightly, his hands resting on his own thighs, his fingers massaging there to keep them from going anywhere else.
"Mmm, you feel good," Lucas said. "James, can he have more?" he asked.
"Yes, I'll let him have as much of you as he can handle," James said. "Keep an eye on him though."
Michael felt a thrill go through him at the idea, wondering what James would do if he misbehaved...maybe reached for his cock to jerk off while being used this way. He moaned happily around Lucas' cock, his eyes fluttering shut at the thought of the man in his mouth thrusting roughly into him.
James would probably use his own hands to restrain Michael's if he did that, but he might also wrap one around Michael's cock. He would do that soon anyway.
Lucas sighed as he sank deeper into Michael's mouth.
Michael's eyes flared mischievously, craning his neck and pushing his mouth down Lucas' cock, forcing it a bit further, but too turned on to not be at least a bit pushy.
James just chuckled. "Impatient, slutty boy, aren't you?" he said. "But you can have it. Lucas, push in deeper now."
Lucas did, but he was careful not to go too fast.
Michael grunted happily, his hips rocking without him even trying to make it happen. He wanted more of everything all at once, but didn't know how to ask.
James could tell, though, he figured out what Michael needed without words on a regular basis after all. "Take his cock deeper," he said, thrusting into Michael.
Lucas groaned as he felt Michael's mouth on him.
Michael's hands moved out, gripping the sides of the table to hold himself firm as the two men thrusted into him, loving the feeling of them both, his cock rocking against his stomach as they moved in unison.
James slammed in, but not so hard that he would upset Michael's rhythm with Lucas.
Lucas could still feel some of the vibrations and he moaned softly.
Michael decided to push his limits then, his cock aching, and reached a hand up to give himself a stroke, hoping at the very least it might anger the others and make them be a bit rougher. His body was begging for more and he knew it.
"Isn't he a bad and impatient slut?" James asked Lucas. He shook his head and twined his fingers in Michael's. "Lucas, he doesn't deserve as much care as we've been giving him, shove in. Don't choke him of course, but beyond that you can do what you need."
Lucas did as he was told, shoving his cock into Michael's mouth with no regard except to be sure not to choke him. He groaned.
Michael moved his hand a bit quicker at the feeling of both men being rougher, his throat stretching as Lucas shoved down. He loved how used he felt, how slutty. He moaned loudly, wanting to show his approval.
James laughed. "Such a slut for us, such a very bad boy and we like that about you," he said, stroking Michael faster. "Are you close, Lucas?"
"Getting there," Lucas groaned, thrusting in and out of Michael's mouth. "So good."
"Lucas comes before you do," James said. "Use that slutty mouth on him."
Michael did as he was told, sucking harder on the younger man, enjoying the taste of him and moving his tongue more to increase the friction.
Fucking Michael's mouth, using him, Lucas knew it wouldn't be long, and he moaned. "So good, make me come, Michael," he groaned.
"Make him come, and you might get to come before me," James said. He reached up and tweaked a nipple of Lucas's.
Michael moved his hand from the side of the table then, coming up to lightly touch the younger mans balls, his eyes still trained on his face, wanting to see when he lost control.
"Harder, touch me harder," Lucas begged, "Please Michael, make me come, push me over the edge!"
"He begs so nicely, you should do it," James said. "You need to, really, because I bet he tastes amazing."
Michael did as he was told, gripping the younger mans balls and tugging them down, moving his mouth quickly over Lucas' cock. He whimpered softly, the only kind of begging he could really do at the moment.
"Good boy," James said. "Keep going and Lucas, come whenever you can because he needs to taste you."
Lucas groaned and thrust into Michael's mouth and came then, came hard, only his grip on the table keeping him upright and he could feel his cock pulse in Michael's mouth.
Michael swallowed the younger man down, enjoying the taste of him and groaning, his mouth continuing to move over the younger man as he milked out the last bits of his orgasm. He broke away and smiled up at him. "You taste so sweet..."
Lucas moved back and lay beside Michael. He touched his face softly. "You're amazing, and thank you," he said. He looked over at James. "I think he deserves to come now."
"He does," James nodded, and fucked into Michael hard and fast. "You have permission, my slutty boy."
"Thank you both....fuck..." Michael gasped and arched, his hand stroking hard and fast over his cock as he spoke. He pulled Lucas into an almost frantic kiss, his thighs shaking as he tipped over the edge into his orgasm.
Lucas swallowed his moans and held him tightly through it.
James kept fucking and groaned, so close himself he knew he'd be coming very soon too.
"Please...please come in me..." Michael moaned. "Fill me up again...make me wear you home inside of me." He clung to Lucas as he spoke, still dazed.
"Oh I will," James said. He already had a plug for that too. He kept fucking Michael until he fell over the edge, coming inside him again. He groaned and trembled and collapsed on top of Michael.
Lucas smiled. "Even he loses control in the end," he murmured to Michael.
"Mmm...he's beautiful when he lets it happen." He stroked James' hair lightly as he spoke. "So are you..." He pressed a kiss to Lucas' temple.
"I have to keep you both from coming," James teased. "Or something..." he kissed Michael's chest.
"You're both amazing," Lucas said softly.
Michael smiled at Lucas gently. "Your too good to be true...I say that fondly. Don't worry." He stroked the younger mans hair gently. "I feel like you've given us a gift today. There's no amount of thank you that is enough."
"I'm not, I'm just me," Lucas protested, blushing. "I know it's fondly, though." He purred slightly under the stroking. "Thank you."
"I think you have, and you're amazing," James said. "Both of you are wonderful."
Michael licked his lips. "You know...if you ever wanted to try new things, you could've just said to one of us Lucas. I know its an awkward conversation, but I'd like to think you knew that we were both more then open to the idea." He sighed softly. "Not that we figured it out between us right away, but we would've helped where we could."
"I had no idea you were into that, though," Lucas said. "I mean, not like this." He looked into Michael's eyes. "If I'd known..."
"Look how long we took," James said, nudging Michael over. "Of course we'd be willing to help anyone but it's hardly the sort of thing you can get into easily."
"True, but I feel like we've lost time. I'm not angry, not in the least. I just know how it is to be a bit lost and confused and not know who to talk too. Even if I was straight and vanilla, I'd hope that I let people know they can talk to me about things." Michael moved forward and gave Lucas a kiss softly. "I don't like the idea of people I care about feeling like they can't talk about me, no matter what its regarding."
"We can make up for it," Lucas smiled. "We have lots of time to have fun and explore and for me to learn how to please you,k" he said. "Now I know I can talk to you both and it'll be wonderful."
"It will," James agreed. "We can all open up to each other."
Michael nodded. "Anything you want to know, I'm an open book. Just ask." He laid back against the table for a moment and grinned. "I feel brilliant now..."
"I bet you do," James said. "How are you doing, Lucas?"
"Good, maybe a little overwhelmed," the younger man said.
"Not hard to be that way. Lots of things just changed at once for you." Michael nodded as he thought about it. "Your welcome to come back to our place. If you need to be around someone you can talk freely too..." He hoped he wasn't overstepping things, he figured it would be fine but there was still the thought of James as his Sir, hovering in his mind.
James had been just about to make the same offer. "Or if you'd be more comfortable, there's also private rooms here," he said.
"I'm good with either," Lucas said. "Whatever is best for you both."
"Well, either option leads to the three of us alone somewhere. Just depends on if we feel like walking out of here right now or not. Thank god there won't be any media outside. I look completely fucked out I'm sure." Michael laughed and covered his face. "Its one of my favorite fashion statements."
"And i have to say it looks excellent on you," Lucas said. "You do, but as I said, it looks wonderful."
"It really does," James said. "How tired are you, Michael? Do you want to head home?"
Michael debated it for a moment. "I wouldn't mind. If I stay here I'll be tempted to drink and you two trying to keep up might end in EMS being called."
James laughed. "You forget who had to stop last time we had time to drink as much as we wanted, Michael."
"I can try," Lucas said, half-joking.
"I only had to stop because I feared you were to drunk to do it yourself. I did it for you. And I stand behind that story." Michael smiled. "And your young so you have an unfair advantage. You also don't need to be drinking if your having a confusing time. A beer is one thing, drinking to get drunk is another."
"I'm sure," James shook his head. "Let's be honest, we were too drunk to know by that point anyway."
"I don't think it's a good idea," Lucas agreed. He teased. "Daddy."
Michael gave himself a moment after that. Taking a deep breath. "You need to be careful how you speak. Some others might've taken that a way you probably don't mean it." He sat up slowly. "Lets go home, shall we? Where we can sit on a couch and talk and be comfortable in every possible way."
"We'll explain later," James said, noticing Lucas's puzzled expression. He clearly hadn't come across any play like that just yet.
"I think that sounds good and I'm dying to hear that explanation," Lucas said, flushing slightly.
"Should just set you down with my laptop and let you look at my porn collection. You'd get a quick education then." Michael chuckled. "Am I allowed to get dressed Sir?" He teased James, playfully.
"I think we really don't want to traumatise him," James answered, almost straight faced. "Yes, of course. Go ahead."
Lucas blinked. "Do I need permission too?"
"Not unless you want too. I need that kind of control over me sometimes. To be able to give up all the things that bounce around in my head and just feel and do as I'm told." Michael slipped off the table gently. He moved over and started pulling on his clothes. "Sometimes I'm the one doing the controlling too, but usually, is James here, telling me how to be his slut."
"I think I would like to see you in control," Lucas said. "Maybe even controlling me."
"He's very good at it, though we haven't done it a lot yet," James said. "He seems to want to a bit though."
"I have my moments where I envy your ability to make me come for your pleasure. Been a long time since I had a steady submissive though." He studied Lucas. "I am willing to let you try it on with me, but I won't commit to anything long term until I know your serious. I don't want either of us with our feelings hurt." He tugged his shirt on as he spoke.
"I know what you mean," James said. He helped Michael get dressed.
"I'd like to try, see if it works, if it doesn't, we'll know before it gets too serious," Lucas said. "I mean there are others... I am attracted to." He figured that wouldn't be an issue given the scene they'd just had.
Michael nodded. "It helps to have some experience under your belt before you approach them. We will do anything and everything we can to help you get the confidence you need. And I wouldn't be against seeing you with someone else, and I mean like you saw us, in here. Possibly just at our place, on the couch after too many drinks, instead of here. Not everyone is as brave as you are."
"I was thinking that too," Lucas said. "But we'll figure it all out, and I know I can always come to you two. I did, and it was hot..." he smiled. "Maybe we can do that."
"We can see how it all goes," James said. "But we'll be here for you," he said to Lucas.
"Come on then, lets get this young man out of this dirty place before he gets corrupted by someone other then us." Michael threw his arm over James shoulder and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "And go where we can all corrupt each other evenly."
Lucas laughed. "You think I could corrupt you? I'm sue it wouldn't be possible."
"Oh trust me, you could corrupt both of us, easily," James answered. He stood up and helped Lucas and Michael.
"I think your already working on corrupting me. Just looking at you makes me feel like a dirty old man. Not to say that's a bad thing of course." Michael laughed. "I say this after having your cock in my mouth. Like that's not far worse."
"You make a hot dirty old man," Lucas said. "I don't think you're too old, though I won't say anything on dirty."
James chuckled. "No, Michael is a dirty, dirty boy, but we love him that way."
"I'd hope so because I don't intend on changing for more then I have too." He put away the supplies they'd used quickly setting them all in the box of toys. "Its a shame we didn't get to use more, really. Though I didn't figure this first time in full scene mode here would take that long with how hot we both were just talking about it."
"We don't need you changing a bit," James said. He nodded. "I don't know what it was but it was amazing and I think Lucas being here changed things - in a good way," he smiled at Lucas.
"I'm glad it was in a good way,' Lucas said, taking both their hands.
"I'm assuming one of you have a car here, because I took a cab. Or we could take one for that matter. I'm not picky." He hooked the box of toys under his free arm.
"I took the bus," Lucas said. "I... know people say the paparazzi don't come here but..."
"Never a bad idea to be cautious," James said. "I have my car, so we'll be fine."
Michael nodded. "It really is safer to take something that won't be linked to you. But without James driving we might have to keep ourselves behaved on the drive home." He smirked.
"I'm quite willing to tie you both up, don't even start that," James said, grinning.
"I'll behave," Lucas said. "I promise."
"I promise nothing...but then tying me up isn't really a threat." Michael grinned wickedly. "Its more of a promise I hope to get fulfilled."
James raised an eyebrow. "You may get it, you may not," he said. "Now let's go."
Lucas started walking with them toward the entrance.
Michael followed along happily, his mind lingering on how the younger man was making him feel. Protective and lustful and everything in between.
Author: 2_libras
Fandom: RPF
Pairing: James McAvoy/Michael Fassbender, James/Michael/Lucas Till
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This never happened, all of the story is made up out of our heads.
A/N: Set in an AU where Simon Halls owns a sex club.
Summary: James and Michael spend some time at Simon's club and they find someone unexpected there.
Michael smiled as he paid the cab driver, tipping him nicely as he slipped out and headed to the door of the club. When the greeter let him in, he scanned the room for familiar faces, knowing James said they'd meet at the front bar when he arrived, and he was later then he intended to be. He didn't know if he was nervous or exicted that the other man might be upset with him, the other man was choosing the games for the night after all.
James was sipping on a glass of iced tea. "Kneel," he said, when Michael was close enough to hear him. He wouldn't shout across the bar for anyone. "You're late," he noted. "Crawl the rest of the way to me. Stop beside the stool and rest your head on me."
Michael dropped to his knees, immediately slipping into a relaxed state at the other mans words, crawling over slowly. "I'm sorry sir, I took a cab, and the driver got a little lost. The building isn't marked that well." He settled in beside James' leg resting his head on the other mans thigh.
Knowing it was true, James nodded. "I'll forgive you for that, especially as I know what a good boy you are and how hard you'll work to make it up to me." He stroked Michael's hair. "So you know what's in store tonight, don't you?" he asked him softly.
"I'm completely in your hands sir. Yours to use and abuse as you like." He spoke softly and clearly. "Possibly with an audience, of people who might know exactly who we are. To let you show them all what a whore I am for you."
"That's for next time, for the major audience," James said, he'd already thought of that. "Next time we come here, we're just going into the back room so I can make you scream for me, where everyone will stop fucking to watch my beautiful whore. We're going beyond there tonight, though," James said. "To the room I showed you before... where if someone comes past they'll stop and watch you being a whore for me."
Michael squirmed slightly. "I'd like that sir. To be yours and spread and begging and completely focused on pleasing you and them." He sighed softly. "Your so good to me."
"I know you would, and I'm going to do more than that," James said. "Going to have you blindfolded, so you won't know when the audience is there, won't know anything but my touch. Gagged too, and plugs in your ears, so all you know is what I'm doing to you."
Michael felt himself shudder at the thought of being lost to his own feelings like that. "Thank you sir. I need that sir. You know I do." He shifted slightly, already feeling his cock swell a little just thinking about it.
"That's why I'm doing it for you," James said. "Well, that and I want it of course. I'll also be using some toys on you, but I'm not being more specific than that because I don't want you to be anticipating too much about what and when. I'll take you with my cock last, of course."
"Yes sir, save the best for last. If you...if you want to keep me from coming more then once I may need a cockring. I'll take as many as you'll give me though." Michael murmured. "I haven't touched myself since the last time we were together, and its been hard not to come just from the fabric of my pants at times."
'You could say that," James laughed softly. "I think I'll let you come... but I may change my mind. We'll see what happens." He nodded. "You were a very good boy and I think you need a reward for being so good." He stood up. "Follow me, on your hands and knees. I'll make sure we have a clear path, but be careful."
Michael nodded. "Yes sir, I'll keep my eyes open for others, I wouldn't want to upset someone who I might end up being watched by." He leaned in and gave the other mans crotch a light nuzzle.
"Mmm, that's nice," James said, he was half-hard and that felt good. "Move back now so I can get up, we have a lot to do tonight."
Michael did as he was told, sitting back on his heels to let the other man past to lead the way. "I want nothing more then to please you sir."
"I know," James leaned down to kiss Michael softly. "I know you do and I love that about you. Maybe I should get you a collar and leash..."
"I would wear it with more pride then I'm allowed I think." Michael smiled up at the other man. "Being yours is something I'm proud enough of as it is."
"Oh I'd allow it," James said. "Maybe I will get one soon... I will at some point, but maybe soon," he smiled. "I think I want to see you with a black collar around that pretty neck."
"I do love the smell of leather sir." He smirked up at James. "If I can have my own interjection as to what I want." He let himself be led toward the back room.
"I don't mind you saying it, you know as well as I do you only get it if I allow it," James answered. "I like hearing what you want, anyway. I enjoy knowing what I can think about to give to you."
"You already give me so much sir. You have no idea how much." He crawled slowly, his eyes skimming the floor, making sure not to step in anything as he moved, or run into anyone.
"I know, and you give me as much," James said softly. "More than you can ever know." He went slow enough that Michael would be able to keep up with him.
"That's my job. To give you my everything and hope its enough." Michael kept up the pace, trying not to look up at the faces they passed, knowing there were eyes following them.
"It is enough, and you know that," James said. He watched as people looked at Michael, wondered if they were surprised he wasn't the one on his knees. He kept walking, until they got to the first door. "You may stand here," he said.
Michael stood slowly, dusting off his knees and then folding his hands behind his back, awaiting instructions. "Ready and waiting sir." He smiled a slightly cheeky smile.
"You're a good boy, and you're just bratty enough for me to like," James said, grinning. "Now open the door and get through it before I change my mind about you standing."
Michael did as he was told, walking in obediently, the smile still touching his lips. "I do enjoy making you frustrated, sir. It makes you a bit rougher when you fuck me."
"I know you do, but you also know I like you to be a good, obedient boy for me," James said. "That's what I want tonight. Though not passive or boring, but I don't think that's even possible with you."
"I don't think it is, not when your the one working on me." Michael raised his eyes to the other mans face. "You bring out the frenzy in me."
"That I've noticed, that's why I want to take a lot of the outside stimulation away, see if it really is just me," James said, smiling. "You're beautiful like that, of course."
"Thank you, I feel beautiful when you make me that way. I feel raw and entirely pure. And you seeing it and helping me through, it means so much." Michael let his mind wander as he spoke, thinking of the way the other man had taken care of him after every time they'd fucked before, no matter how gentle or rough.
James smiled. "I love that, bringing that out in you," James said. "It means so much to me that you let me do this for you and with you, too," he said, taking Michael's hand and leading him down the hall. "You're too precious to me not to take care of, to make you be all you can be."
Michael squeezed his hand as he spoke, wishing he could pull their bodies flush and show James how thankful he was, but knowing he had to behave if he wanted things to progress. "I hope I get the chance to help you let go like this some time too. I think you might need it with the way your shoulders tense."
"You noticed?" James asked, softly. "I would like to," he said. "Maybe next time we're together," he said. "It's not that I don't want it, it's that you have needed it more than I have." He took Michael through to the hall with the rooms.
"I know...and of course I noticed. I think I notice more about you then you realize." He glanced in some of the rooms as they passed them biting his lip at the thought of being in one soon.
"I think you do," James nodded. He glanced in too, but none of the scenes were enticing enough for him to stop. He led Michael to the room they had booked and he took him in his arms. "Kiss me. I need that."
Michael wrapped his arms around James, kissing him deeply, his fingers knitting into James' hair as their mouths mingled. When they broke apart he grinned. "When you cut off your hair the next time I won't know what to do with my hands."
"Maybe I'll wear a wig for you," James teased, though he knew very well that it wouldn't be the same. "I'm sure you'll figure out, you're very good with you hands," he said.
"Oh I'm sure there are plenty of other things I can do with them. I just happen to like how your hair feels between my fingers more then most things." Michael chuckled. "I'm already hard, just from kissing you and touching your hair."
"I like your hands in my hair, and I really like that it makes you hard," James laughed. "If it wasn't such a mess to clean up I might make you come in it sometime." He reached down and stroked Michael lightly.
"I'd rather have my fingers in it while your mouth was on my cock honestly. Fuck, I'm so horny for you right now, everything is making it worse." He groaned.
"Do you think coming might help take the edge off?" James asked. He loved when Michael got like this, but he thought it might help. "You're so sexy like this, you know."
"I don't think what I think matters right now. I am your plaything. Would it make you happy to have me coming before I'm even on the table...sir?" He cocked his head slightly at the other man.
"You coming always makes me happy, so much that I have trouble denying you," James said, he didn't mind Michael knowing that about him. He knew that if that was what Michael needed he would be able to get past his own feelings. "I want you to be untensed, so I do need to know, would coming help that?" he asked. "Or do you think it wouldn't make a lot of difference?"
"It...it might help if your going to start off hard and heavy. But if your doing a gradual build up, then I should be okay...not to say I won't come after five minutes on the table." He glanced over at the surface, noting the holes for bindings and considering the different positions that he could be tied in.
"You'll have permission to do that," James said with a smile. "Okay, I think we'll be fine, and you're so gorgeous for me, baby," he said. "Strip for me now, you know how I like you to do that."
Michael did as he was told, moving seductively as he took his clothes off, draping them over a chair in the corner. He didn't dare try to dance, that was too much, but he knew James liked the way he moved and he took advantage. "Where would you like me once I'm stripped sir?" He asked, stopping to pull off his shoes and socks.
"Hmmm," James put a finger to his lips and thought, though he was already fairly sure of what he wanted. "I want you to go over to that box and get the supplies out for me, the things that are going to make you aware of only me."
"Am I allowed to look for what else is in it?" Michael knew the answer, but he had to clarify so he didn't accidentally get himself in trouble.
"Yes," James said. "You can also bring the lube. But I want two ties, some hand restraints, you get to pick those and ear plugs." He then had a thought. "Crawl there."
Michael went down to his knees, thankful that this particular room had tile instead of solid cement for the floor. He crawled over slowly and opened the box, his eyes scanning the contents, pulling out his ear plugs, and touching a few different restraints before settling on a pair that weren't the most comfortable, but held him the snuggest and restrained him the most. He pulled out the ties then as well, and grabbed the lube. He closed the box then, crawling back over to James' feet. "These are my choices sir."
"Good boy," James said. "You made some wonderful choices and they'll also allow me to get them off fast just in case it doesn't go the way we think it will," he was pretty sure it was, but there were always moments that didn't go how anyone would expect, he was just confident enough to know when not to be overconfident.
Michael smiled and nodded. "I want...I need these as tight as you can make them sir. I want to feel completely out of control. These are the tightest restraints we have for my wrists. I need to feel helpless under your touch."
"They'll be as tight as I can get them without cutting off your circulation," James said. "Even if you think you could take them slightly tighter, trust me you couldn't," he said. "They will be as tight as it is safe for them to be." He smiled. "I want you to feel that way. I love how you get."
"Thank you sir. You know just how to treat me." He let his shoulders relax as he spoke, already starting to calm just thinking about his world centering on nothing but the feel of James hands on him.
"I do, that's because I love the way you react to me so much," James murmured. He smiled, noticing the relaxation. "I want you to strip me too, put my clothes on the chair with yours."
Michael nodded, setting the supplies down on the nearest table, and debating for a moment. "Can I stand to get your shirt or will you do that?" He asked, not wanting to disobey unintentionally.
"You may stand to take it off," James said after a moment of thought. "Start now," he said, stroking Michael's hair.
Michael nodded, standing slowly and working James shirt off, his eyes trained on the buttons of it, focused clearly. He slipped it off and set it on the chair, slipping back down to his knees and taking James shoes and socks off, before moving his hands to James' belt, looking up at the other man and biting his lip as he pulled his pants down slowly.
"Good boy," James said, he watched as Michael knelt for him. He knew how hard he was, and he smiled down at him. "You do that, my beautiful boy," he said quietly. He pondered using Michael's mouth, but he wanted to get him on the table faster than it would take him to actually come.
Michael slipped the pants off of James' legs, his eyes averted away from his cock, fearing he might give in and try to touch him if he let himself linger on it. "All set sir..." He moved over and set the last of the clothing on the chair with his own.
"I know you are, my good boy," James said. "Up on the table for me now, sitting to begin with," he smiled gently.
Michael took a deep breath, standing and setting himself up on the edge of the table, wincing slightly that the metal edge was cold. He looked over the room, trying not to let himself focus on the slight anxiety of the moment.
James looked into his eyes. "You know what to do if it gets to a point where you can't take it," he would be watching Michael very carefully for their signal. He moved between his legs and kissed him again.
"I do...and I know I can handle this and anything you give me. It just...it feels a bit like that first day of school. All nerves and excitement and terror that your going to make a fool of yourself and have to live with it for the rest of your time there." He laughed and took a deep breath. "I know you will take care of me, though."
"I know," James smiled gently. "You won't make a fool out of yourself and you know I won't judge you if you can't handle what you think you can, baby. I will take the best care of you, because you trust me this way." He picked up the cuffs. "Hands up for me," he said, and fastened them very tightly. "They'll leave marks," he said. "For you to wear for me."
Michael nodded. "I want that. To let everyone know I'm yours." He said softly. "I will wear the marks with pride."
"I know you will," James said, and he made them very slightly tighter. "No more," he said. "Don't want you getting numb." He picked up the gag. "Okay with this next? I want to do your eyes last so you can see what I'm doing," he said. "But if you'd prefer that earlier, I'm okay with changing the order, you might need something else."
"This is fine sir. I can handle that order. I know it will feel amazing for me to be completely under your control." He smiled slightly. "And it will keep me from getting smart with you and earning myself more punishment."
"Just needed to be sure you were okay, I know you trust me but in this, I'm willing to listen if you have something else you'd prefer last." James chuckled at that. "Maybe I would want you to get smart sometime," he grinned. "But not today." He fastened the gag around Michael's head.
Michale let out a soft sigh at the feeling of the gag slipping around his head. He murmured his thanks through it, leaning to nuzzle James hand when it moved by his face.
James let his hand rest there for a moment, assurance and his own need to touch combining. He waited a while to let Michael get used to the feeling. He then slipped the earplugs into Michael's ears, and looked into his eyes, smiling reassuringly.
Michael gave a slight nod, adjusting slowly to the difference in noise level behind the plugs. There was still muffled sound, but it was faint so he could blend it out easily enough.
Finally, James slipped the blindfold over Michael's eyes, and tied it at the back. He looked at him, knowing he was aware of him but only because he knew he was there. Slowly, he eased Michael down onto the table and fastened the restraints down so he couldn't move much.
Michael let out a soft moan as he felt himself being tied to the table. He tugged his bonds some and barely moved. A smile formed around the gag. He knew now he was entirely James' possession, and he loved how that felt.
James pressed his lips to Michael's neck, murmuring what a good boy he was. He knew Michael couldn't hear but he would know he had spoken and would hopefully feel the vibrations and warmth. He reached one hand down to stroke Michael's cock.
Michael's hips jerked upward into the other mans hand, almost startled by the touch but craving more. He whimpered and turned his face toward where James lips had touched, wishing he could tell him thank you.
James kept stroking, and reached for the lube with his other hand. He took his hand from Michael's cock and dripped lube on it, then slid a finger slowly into Michael's tight hole. He wanted him to have time to get used to it.
Michael grunted and hitched his hips downward, trying to rush things slightly. His cock throbbed at the invasion, and the other man stroking him only made it stronger.
James held him steady but pushed a second finger into him, his other hand having returned to the stroking, he squeezed a little tighter as he stroked.
His hips trembled in their movements, unsure if they wanted to push forward or back, his fingers balling in fist where they were bound.
James liked it and he kept on with his own movements, opening Michael's ass slowly. He wanted to just fuck into him, but he knew he needed stretching.
Michael whimpered and moaned softly, his body struggling to find a way to get more, needing as much as it could get after being held back and waiting. He squirmed on the table some, feeling his own helplessness.
Knowing Michael wanted more, James didn't give it to him right away. He wanted him to want it, to be desperate. He slid a third finger into his hole after a few moments, though, stretching him more.
Michael tried to rock down onto the other mans fingers, letting out a rough grunt when he couldn't get a good enough angle to make it feel the way he wanted. His fists clenched and unclenched, his brain trying to figure out a way around his bindings so it could appease his bodily needs.
James knew that Michael was getting just a little frustrated, but he knew it would make it better when he was touched. He did, though, move his fingers some, brushing the tips over Michael's prostate. He was so hard, and he knew he had to fuck him soon.
Michael yelped through the gag at the pressure on the sensitive spot, his hips jerking erratically but not being able to move far. His body felt like it was on fire from the sensations rushing through him, the bindings biting into his skin, the lack of outside distraction. He knew he'd be coming like a teenager soon if James allowed him.
Knowing this was too intense for Michael to last long, James slicked up his cock, and climbed onto the table, not as gracefully as he might have liked and rather hoping there wasn't an audience to see that part. He didn't look over, he didn't really want to know yet if there was one or not. He then slid his fingers out, then teased Michael's hole with the head of his cock, half to tease and half to prepare him.
Michael whimpered and moaned at the other man teasing his opening. Softly begging for more the only way he could. His cock throbbing against his stomach at the sensation.
Slowly, James pushed his cock into Michael, stroking him where he could reach with both hands, never letting him feel untouched. He moaned too, to the empty room and his own ears as he sank in, feeling how much Michael wanted him inside.
Michael growled around his gag, feeling himself being filled up, and loving it, his body stiffening as James sank in. He squirmed in his bindings and tried to fight how wanton he sounded, his body working on its own to try to make the other man fuck him as much as it could.
Of course Michael couldn't fight how wanton he was, but James loved it and he sank even further in, before pulling back and slamming deep the second time.
Michael yelled around his gag then, his body shaking as the other man pounded into him. He knew he'd embarass himself soon, coming so fast, but James said he wouldn't be punished. He rocked his hips as much as he could, trying to will the other man to speed up and fuck him hard and fast, wanting to come even with the embarassment of it.
James laughed and groaned, and kept fucking Michael, realising how close he was himself, he hadn't realised until he'd started to fuck his boy, being busy preparing him. Even as he let himself get wrapped up in fucking Michael, he was keeping a careful eye on him. But he could see how close Michael was, too, how his cock leaked. He fucked deeper into him, and stroked his cock, unaware of how much noise he was making too.
Michael's body shook then, the thought that someone might be out there watching combined with the movement of James' hand making him lose control, coming hard over his stomach. His voice breaking slightly as he yelped out the waves of his orgasm.
James came a moment after Michael did, just having enough time to appreciate Michael's noises before he was focused on one thing, on coming hard inside Michael and claiming him completely.
Michael felt it, his body stilling to let the other man fill him up as the last waves of his orgasm rode through him.
James stayed inside Michael, resting his head on his boy's chest, then looking up. His eyes met... "Lucas?" He could see the boy had his hand on his cock, and he smiled, reassuringly, that it was okay.
Lucas flushed a deep red, he hadn't been able to help stopping, he hadn't even realised it was Michael James was with at first.
Michael could hear the other man speaking, though he couldn't make out the words. He wondered who he was speaking too, realizing after a moment that it meant they'd had an audience for their scene. He whimpered under James gently, wanting more and less at once, his body still sensitive from his orgasm.
James moved to take the plugs out of Michael's ears, then the gag from his mouth. "I'm going to take the blindfold off now, close your eyes until you're ready for the light," he said quietly. He'd untie him in just a moment.
Lucas moved to go, thinking he didn't feel like he should interrupt any more than he had.
James looked up and shook his head.
Lucas stilled.
Michael flexed his jaw slowly. "That gag is a stretcher...not a complaint though, keeping my jaw loose has its uses." He grinned, slowly blinking through the brightness, his eyes focusing on James as he smiled wildly. "So amazing..."
James chuckled. "I can think of a few advantages," he agreed, Lucas forgotten as he smiled at Michael in their afterglow. "You are so amazingly beautiful, you know that?" he asked. "You've never looked more perfect to me." He thought. "Do you want your bonds untied now? Or would you like to feel that a little longer?"
Lucas could see they were lost in each other. He knew he could leave now, but he was somehow unable to, that look in James' eyes had just been too much for him to resist.
Michael debated it. "That depends...are you done using me? I'm at your mercy sir..." Michael's eyes darkened a bit, catching a glimpse of the younger man from the corner of his eye then and glancing over to see who was standing there. When he recognized the other man he smiled softly. "Hello."
"I was more wondering if you could handle it for much longer," James said. "I think we should ask him to come in, don't you?" he said. "Come in, Lucas," he said.
Lucas, blushing even more furiously, walked in. "Michael... James... I..." He breathed out the words and went silent.
"Don't be embarassed. I'm the one tied down and being used." Michael smiled up at the younger man. "You've definitely got one over me. And besides, you won't be judged here. Not by us or anyone else. Everyone here is here because they like the same things."
"Exactly," James said, smiling as reassuringly as he could. "Is this your first time here?" he asked.
"Kind of," Lucas said. "I've been in the bar... just watching. I just..." he sighed. "I don't know..." He shook his head. "I've barely admitted I like guys and someone thought... and I don't..."
"You seem to like what you saw us doing..." Michael let his eyes droop to the other mans crotch. "So I'd say you like guys a bit...or maybe just us."
"Of course I did, you're hot," Lucas said, and he grinned. "I just... it's one thing to watch, and I've done stuff, but this? It's... so overwhelming. But I did like... well, seeing that. Hot."
"Thank you," James said. "And it is overwhelming the first few times. I've been here a bit, even before Michael, and I know how it can be."
Michael smirked at Lucas. "You didn't get off though...so it looks like I haven't properly pleased my audience."
James couldn't help the soft laugh that escaped him. "I had no idea you were quite that much of a slut, my boy."
"Oh you did," Lucas said. "Just..." he shook his head. "I don't think..."
"You don't have to touch me...or even let me touch you. You can just watch...maybe see if James will demonstrate some toys on me for you, some things are in that box." Michael glanced at James. "You know just what kind of slut I am. Your the one who is supposed to tame me remember?"
"I didn't know you would do this, though," James said. "Luckily for you I approve," he said. He smiled. "Would you like to watch him be tamed, Lucas?"
"Why do I get the feeling it'll be very temporary?" Lucas teased. "I just think he would not be very tameable. And... yes," he said after a moment. "But would it be okay if... if you did, maybe?"
"You want me to touch you?" Michael cocked his head slightly. "I'll do anything you want, just ask. James is the only one who can say no, and I highly doubt he will." Michael glanced at James, his eyes heated.
"Maybe I will," James teased. "Maybe I'll touch him and make you watch," he wouldn't... he really wouldn't, but he didn't want to give in too easily to Michael.
Lucas laughed. "Just so you know, I'd probably like that," he said to James. "The you touching me part, at least."
"As long as I get to see you come, I'll be happy. I know you'd be beautiful though. You'd look quite pretty pressed between us even..." Michael smirked up at him.
"He's a slut, you have to get used to that," James said to Lucas. "But he wants you and I would love you to join us."
"That's hot," Lucas said, and smiled. "Well, I think he might need... something more. And he's right, being between you would be wonderful."
"How about both of us inside him?" James asked. "Of course this wouldn't work on this table for us both to be in his slutty hole, but you could take his mouth..."
Michael moaned softly at the thought. "I'd love that, not that I get a choice. I love sucking cock." He gave his most innocent look to Lucas, hoping it would help him win the younger man over.
"He's excellent at it, too, and it isn't stroking his ego to say it," James said. "You'll probably come five seconds after," he said. "He's that good."
"I know I like that, so... maybe that?" Lucas suggested. "I don't want to... get too deep... myself. Not yet."
"Of course," James said. "We'll just all get off, I think... make it easier for you and Michael and I have had our fun on the wild side... for now, at least."
Michael nodded. "I don't mind introducing you to the feeling of being in power over someone." He squirmed on the table. "If you like it...then you know...if you'd rather be me, then you know that too." Michael winked up at Lucas.
"I think... I'd like to play and see what fits," Lucas said after thinking seriously for a moment. "I think I was looking for people I could explore with. I know there are some amazing and hot guys around here, don't get me wrong, but I think I need more than the hot. Not that you two aren't, but I know you as well, and I... well, I like you," he said, his cheeks a little flushed.
"We like you too, it's okay," James said, he knew if Michael hadn't felt like that he'd have let him know by now. "I think you're right, we need to explore this with people we know and trust. I did with David," he said, smiling at the memory.
Michael gave a nod. "If you don't trust the person bringing you into this, it can change your whole view on something that is meant to be erotic. We will do anything we can to help you explore." Michael smiled. "Would you like to kiss one of us? Or both, I'm not partial." His smile was soft now, affection more then lust.
"Kiss him, he earned it," James said, grinning.
Lucas nodded, moving around and bending to press his lips to Michael's, the kiss lasted a long time.
Michael arched his neck up, trying to keep the younger mans mouth on his as long as he could. Letting the kiss break and grinning. "Your a very good kisser..."
"Never had any complaints," and Lucas kissed James then, just as long and hard. He liked kissing.
"He's amazing," James agreed with Michael.
"Bet that mouth is good for plenty of things, but that's not for today I don't think. Today its my mouth getting used. That sounded incredibly greedy." He chuckled at himself.
"James said you were a slut, proving it's got to be a good thing," Lucas answered. "I like having my cock sucked too, can't wait to feel your mouth on me."
"Oh he is, but he's only a slut for some people, you're among a very special group," James said.
"I give myself completely when I chose to give. That's all." Michael grinned at James. "Would you like me to suck you hard first...sir?"
"That would require me pulling out of your slutty hole," James answered, he'd never pulled out and now he was hard again. "I kind of like it here, so how about Lucas gets up and feeds his lovely cock into your dirty mouth?"
"Yes please," Lucas said.
"Don't have to tell me twice. Give me your cock..." He shifted a bit to get his angle better. "And don't be gentle. I really like being used to pleasure others."
"He does, he adores serving us this way, you'll give him what you want if you fuck his whore mouth," James said, harshly.
It turned Lucas on more, and he moaned. "Yes, god... want to be sucked..." he got up onto the table and moved so he was straddling Michael's shoulders.
"I'm going to untie your hands," James said. "Your signal is going to be three fingers extended if you need something to stop, okay?" he asked Michael. Then he unfastened the restraints quickly.
Michael nodded. "Yes sir...god I can't wait to taste your cock." He looked up at Lucas, flicking his tongue out and trying to reach the head of it, just out of his reach.
Lucas grinned down. "Such a slut." It was pretty clear he liked that. He teased Michael by tracing his lips with his cock.
"Good, tease him, don't give him what he wants right away, make him wait," James praised Lucas.
Michael grunted at that, lapping at the head of Lucas' cock as it moved across his mouth. His eyes trained on Lucas' face, wanting to see every reaction he got.
"You know you love it," James flexed his hips slightly, pushing deeper.
Lucas kept teasing, but he moaned as he was licked. "Now, James?" he asked.
"Feed it to him as slow as you can stand to," James answered. "Michael, you're to keep your hands by your sides, but you can move them. Just no touching either of us."
Lucas slipped just the head past Michael's lips.
Michael took the teasing probe from the other man, his eyes flaring with heat, and his hands coming to rest at his sides. The urge to grab the boy by the hips and push him forward was almost too much to handle.
"Good, Lucas," James said. "Don't give it all to him at once, make him wait, he likes it better," which was... well, it was partly true.
Lucas was trying hard not to push for more, and mostly succeeding.
Michael cursed James for a moment, knowing the other man knowing him too well wasn't necessarily the bad thing it felt like at the moment. He opened his mouth wider, keeping his eyes focused on Lucas carefully, trying to keep himself in check.
"Let him have it slowly," James said. "Keep going until he resists, then let him adjust."
"You like my cock?" Lucas asked, staring into Michael's eyes. "You are a slut, aren't you Michael?"
Michael gave a slight nod, keeping himself focused on the younger man, feeling his cock slip a little deeper into his mouth. He wanted to beg the younger man to take him properly, but he couldn't. He wanted him shoved deep down his throat and James deep inside him, but he couldn't ask for it without letting Lucas' cock out from between his lips.
James knew exactly what Michael wanted and he gave a thrust of his hips to remind him of what he did have. He watched Lucas, too, smiling. "I think you can go a little faster," he said. "Not too fast, like I said."
Lucas nodded, and increased his pushing into Michael's mouth just a little.
Michael moaned around him, feeling the push get a bit more firm. He squirmed on James' cock slightly, his hands resting on his own thighs, his fingers massaging there to keep them from going anywhere else.
"Mmm, you feel good," Lucas said. "James, can he have more?" he asked.
"Yes, I'll let him have as much of you as he can handle," James said. "Keep an eye on him though."
Michael felt a thrill go through him at the idea, wondering what James would do if he misbehaved...maybe reached for his cock to jerk off while being used this way. He moaned happily around Lucas' cock, his eyes fluttering shut at the thought of the man in his mouth thrusting roughly into him.
James would probably use his own hands to restrain Michael's if he did that, but he might also wrap one around Michael's cock. He would do that soon anyway.
Lucas sighed as he sank deeper into Michael's mouth.
Michael's eyes flared mischievously, craning his neck and pushing his mouth down Lucas' cock, forcing it a bit further, but too turned on to not be at least a bit pushy.
James just chuckled. "Impatient, slutty boy, aren't you?" he said. "But you can have it. Lucas, push in deeper now."
Lucas did, but he was careful not to go too fast.
Michael grunted happily, his hips rocking without him even trying to make it happen. He wanted more of everything all at once, but didn't know how to ask.
James could tell, though, he figured out what Michael needed without words on a regular basis after all. "Take his cock deeper," he said, thrusting into Michael.
Lucas groaned as he felt Michael's mouth on him.
Michael's hands moved out, gripping the sides of the table to hold himself firm as the two men thrusted into him, loving the feeling of them both, his cock rocking against his stomach as they moved in unison.
James slammed in, but not so hard that he would upset Michael's rhythm with Lucas.
Lucas could still feel some of the vibrations and he moaned softly.
Michael decided to push his limits then, his cock aching, and reached a hand up to give himself a stroke, hoping at the very least it might anger the others and make them be a bit rougher. His body was begging for more and he knew it.
"Isn't he a bad and impatient slut?" James asked Lucas. He shook his head and twined his fingers in Michael's. "Lucas, he doesn't deserve as much care as we've been giving him, shove in. Don't choke him of course, but beyond that you can do what you need."
Lucas did as he was told, shoving his cock into Michael's mouth with no regard except to be sure not to choke him. He groaned.
Michael moved his hand a bit quicker at the feeling of both men being rougher, his throat stretching as Lucas shoved down. He loved how used he felt, how slutty. He moaned loudly, wanting to show his approval.
James laughed. "Such a slut for us, such a very bad boy and we like that about you," he said, stroking Michael faster. "Are you close, Lucas?"
"Getting there," Lucas groaned, thrusting in and out of Michael's mouth. "So good."
"Lucas comes before you do," James said. "Use that slutty mouth on him."
Michael did as he was told, sucking harder on the younger man, enjoying the taste of him and moving his tongue more to increase the friction.
Fucking Michael's mouth, using him, Lucas knew it wouldn't be long, and he moaned. "So good, make me come, Michael," he groaned.
"Make him come, and you might get to come before me," James said. He reached up and tweaked a nipple of Lucas's.
Michael moved his hand from the side of the table then, coming up to lightly touch the younger mans balls, his eyes still trained on his face, wanting to see when he lost control.
"Harder, touch me harder," Lucas begged, "Please Michael, make me come, push me over the edge!"
"He begs so nicely, you should do it," James said. "You need to, really, because I bet he tastes amazing."
Michael did as he was told, gripping the younger mans balls and tugging them down, moving his mouth quickly over Lucas' cock. He whimpered softly, the only kind of begging he could really do at the moment.
"Good boy," James said. "Keep going and Lucas, come whenever you can because he needs to taste you."
Lucas groaned and thrust into Michael's mouth and came then, came hard, only his grip on the table keeping him upright and he could feel his cock pulse in Michael's mouth.
Michael swallowed the younger man down, enjoying the taste of him and groaning, his mouth continuing to move over the younger man as he milked out the last bits of his orgasm. He broke away and smiled up at him. "You taste so sweet..."
Lucas moved back and lay beside Michael. He touched his face softly. "You're amazing, and thank you," he said. He looked over at James. "I think he deserves to come now."
"He does," James nodded, and fucked into Michael hard and fast. "You have permission, my slutty boy."
"Thank you both....fuck..." Michael gasped and arched, his hand stroking hard and fast over his cock as he spoke. He pulled Lucas into an almost frantic kiss, his thighs shaking as he tipped over the edge into his orgasm.
Lucas swallowed his moans and held him tightly through it.
James kept fucking and groaned, so close himself he knew he'd be coming very soon too.
"Please...please come in me..." Michael moaned. "Fill me up again...make me wear you home inside of me." He clung to Lucas as he spoke, still dazed.
"Oh I will," James said. He already had a plug for that too. He kept fucking Michael until he fell over the edge, coming inside him again. He groaned and trembled and collapsed on top of Michael.
Lucas smiled. "Even he loses control in the end," he murmured to Michael.
"Mmm...he's beautiful when he lets it happen." He stroked James' hair lightly as he spoke. "So are you..." He pressed a kiss to Lucas' temple.
"I have to keep you both from coming," James teased. "Or something..." he kissed Michael's chest.
"You're both amazing," Lucas said softly.
Michael smiled at Lucas gently. "Your too good to be true...I say that fondly. Don't worry." He stroked the younger mans hair gently. "I feel like you've given us a gift today. There's no amount of thank you that is enough."
"I'm not, I'm just me," Lucas protested, blushing. "I know it's fondly, though." He purred slightly under the stroking. "Thank you."
"I think you have, and you're amazing," James said. "Both of you are wonderful."
Michael licked his lips. "You know...if you ever wanted to try new things, you could've just said to one of us Lucas. I know its an awkward conversation, but I'd like to think you knew that we were both more then open to the idea." He sighed softly. "Not that we figured it out between us right away, but we would've helped where we could."
"I had no idea you were into that, though," Lucas said. "I mean, not like this." He looked into Michael's eyes. "If I'd known..."
"Look how long we took," James said, nudging Michael over. "Of course we'd be willing to help anyone but it's hardly the sort of thing you can get into easily."
"True, but I feel like we've lost time. I'm not angry, not in the least. I just know how it is to be a bit lost and confused and not know who to talk too. Even if I was straight and vanilla, I'd hope that I let people know they can talk to me about things." Michael moved forward and gave Lucas a kiss softly. "I don't like the idea of people I care about feeling like they can't talk about me, no matter what its regarding."
"We can make up for it," Lucas smiled. "We have lots of time to have fun and explore and for me to learn how to please you,k" he said. "Now I know I can talk to you both and it'll be wonderful."
"It will," James agreed. "We can all open up to each other."
Michael nodded. "Anything you want to know, I'm an open book. Just ask." He laid back against the table for a moment and grinned. "I feel brilliant now..."
"I bet you do," James said. "How are you doing, Lucas?"
"Good, maybe a little overwhelmed," the younger man said.
"Not hard to be that way. Lots of things just changed at once for you." Michael nodded as he thought about it. "Your welcome to come back to our place. If you need to be around someone you can talk freely too..." He hoped he wasn't overstepping things, he figured it would be fine but there was still the thought of James as his Sir, hovering in his mind.
James had been just about to make the same offer. "Or if you'd be more comfortable, there's also private rooms here," he said.
"I'm good with either," Lucas said. "Whatever is best for you both."
"Well, either option leads to the three of us alone somewhere. Just depends on if we feel like walking out of here right now or not. Thank god there won't be any media outside. I look completely fucked out I'm sure." Michael laughed and covered his face. "Its one of my favorite fashion statements."
"And i have to say it looks excellent on you," Lucas said. "You do, but as I said, it looks wonderful."
"It really does," James said. "How tired are you, Michael? Do you want to head home?"
Michael debated it for a moment. "I wouldn't mind. If I stay here I'll be tempted to drink and you two trying to keep up might end in EMS being called."
James laughed. "You forget who had to stop last time we had time to drink as much as we wanted, Michael."
"I can try," Lucas said, half-joking.
"I only had to stop because I feared you were to drunk to do it yourself. I did it for you. And I stand behind that story." Michael smiled. "And your young so you have an unfair advantage. You also don't need to be drinking if your having a confusing time. A beer is one thing, drinking to get drunk is another."
"I'm sure," James shook his head. "Let's be honest, we were too drunk to know by that point anyway."
"I don't think it's a good idea," Lucas agreed. He teased. "Daddy."
Michael gave himself a moment after that. Taking a deep breath. "You need to be careful how you speak. Some others might've taken that a way you probably don't mean it." He sat up slowly. "Lets go home, shall we? Where we can sit on a couch and talk and be comfortable in every possible way."
"We'll explain later," James said, noticing Lucas's puzzled expression. He clearly hadn't come across any play like that just yet.
"I think that sounds good and I'm dying to hear that explanation," Lucas said, flushing slightly.
"Should just set you down with my laptop and let you look at my porn collection. You'd get a quick education then." Michael chuckled. "Am I allowed to get dressed Sir?" He teased James, playfully.
"I think we really don't want to traumatise him," James answered, almost straight faced. "Yes, of course. Go ahead."
Lucas blinked. "Do I need permission too?"
"Not unless you want too. I need that kind of control over me sometimes. To be able to give up all the things that bounce around in my head and just feel and do as I'm told." Michael slipped off the table gently. He moved over and started pulling on his clothes. "Sometimes I'm the one doing the controlling too, but usually, is James here, telling me how to be his slut."
"I think I would like to see you in control," Lucas said. "Maybe even controlling me."
"He's very good at it, though we haven't done it a lot yet," James said. "He seems to want to a bit though."
"I have my moments where I envy your ability to make me come for your pleasure. Been a long time since I had a steady submissive though." He studied Lucas. "I am willing to let you try it on with me, but I won't commit to anything long term until I know your serious. I don't want either of us with our feelings hurt." He tugged his shirt on as he spoke.
"I know what you mean," James said. He helped Michael get dressed.
"I'd like to try, see if it works, if it doesn't, we'll know before it gets too serious," Lucas said. "I mean there are others... I am attracted to." He figured that wouldn't be an issue given the scene they'd just had.
Michael nodded. "It helps to have some experience under your belt before you approach them. We will do anything and everything we can to help you get the confidence you need. And I wouldn't be against seeing you with someone else, and I mean like you saw us, in here. Possibly just at our place, on the couch after too many drinks, instead of here. Not everyone is as brave as you are."
"I was thinking that too," Lucas said. "But we'll figure it all out, and I know I can always come to you two. I did, and it was hot..." he smiled. "Maybe we can do that."
"We can see how it all goes," James said. "But we'll be here for you," he said to Lucas.
"Come on then, lets get this young man out of this dirty place before he gets corrupted by someone other then us." Michael threw his arm over James shoulder and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "And go where we can all corrupt each other evenly."
Lucas laughed. "You think I could corrupt you? I'm sue it wouldn't be possible."
"Oh trust me, you could corrupt both of us, easily," James answered. He stood up and helped Lucas and Michael.
"I think your already working on corrupting me. Just looking at you makes me feel like a dirty old man. Not to say that's a bad thing of course." Michael laughed. "I say this after having your cock in my mouth. Like that's not far worse."
"You make a hot dirty old man," Lucas said. "I don't think you're too old, though I won't say anything on dirty."
James chuckled. "No, Michael is a dirty, dirty boy, but we love him that way."
"I'd hope so because I don't intend on changing for more then I have too." He put away the supplies they'd used quickly setting them all in the box of toys. "Its a shame we didn't get to use more, really. Though I didn't figure this first time in full scene mode here would take that long with how hot we both were just talking about it."
"We don't need you changing a bit," James said. He nodded. "I don't know what it was but it was amazing and I think Lucas being here changed things - in a good way," he smiled at Lucas.
"I'm glad it was in a good way,' Lucas said, taking both their hands.
"I'm assuming one of you have a car here, because I took a cab. Or we could take one for that matter. I'm not picky." He hooked the box of toys under his free arm.
"I took the bus," Lucas said. "I... know people say the paparazzi don't come here but..."
"Never a bad idea to be cautious," James said. "I have my car, so we'll be fine."
Michael nodded. "It really is safer to take something that won't be linked to you. But without James driving we might have to keep ourselves behaved on the drive home." He smirked.
"I'm quite willing to tie you both up, don't even start that," James said, grinning.
"I'll behave," Lucas said. "I promise."
"I promise nothing...but then tying me up isn't really a threat." Michael grinned wickedly. "Its more of a promise I hope to get fulfilled."
James raised an eyebrow. "You may get it, you may not," he said. "Now let's go."
Lucas started walking with them toward the entrance.
Michael followed along happily, his mind lingering on how the younger man was making him feel. Protective and lustful and everything in between.