Unexpected. After drabblerotic and the Letter Z yet to do, I needed to stretch
Title: Unexpected
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 1064
Rating: hard M and it’s not what you think is happening *grins*
This is sure to be laden with errors but my mind is dead. State manditory testing is going on at work.
Darkness enclosed his eyes in such a vacuous nothingness that he shook his head in negation. He existed, his other senses providing him scant comfort of a sort. From length of familiarity the binding over his eyes no longer impressed but the knot in back tugged at caught tendrils when he flexed his neck to the side. Fingers dug into his hair pulling his head further up.
“Awake, but how aware,” had laughingly been asked. Other laughter had answered.
Garbled nonsense vibrated in his throat confusing him, his mouth held immobilely open; tongue flapping against something rigid with the taste of rubber. This time the shaking of his head turned against the pivot of the fist holding his hair and he tried to push away but there was only a rattling and chafing around his wrists. He was bent over something smooth, a bar of metal maybe that lay coolly under his belly. His thighs twitched attempting to change his position and he found that there was some ability to minimally more forward over that bar but no farther than he could flex his hips and his ankles were no help at all for they like his wrists were affixed with shackles leaving him discomfortingly open.
A hand stroked over his face. “You must be thirsty. I’m going to give you something to drink. Swallow carefully, we don’t want you to choke, now do we?” had been solicitously said though the other voices thought that hilarious.
A straw’s worth of something that fizzed was placed inside his mouth and when he was found to handle that, more was given. The taste was champagne.
“One more thing, I think.” The phantom hand traced a path down his spine to the cleft between his cheeks. The sharp snapping click of a bottle being opened preceded, “Relax Jeffy, we aren’t here to hurt you. This is supposed to be a pleasant experience.” More laughter resulted in the room. “But we, your friends, really can’t let you go on through life without taking in,” there was a pause during which much agreement was heard, “some of the better moments you’ve lately been missing.”
Liquid tickled from his tail bone in a line to dribble down over his balls. An inquisitive finger circled, playing at exploring the puckered center of his entrance. It took a long time and once it edged barely inside another finger took up the outer massaging, the two working in tandem, both slickly rubbing. The finger inside moved deeper, its arc of movement becoming greater and he found his hips tagging along.
A moan or two and harsh breathing filled the room’s air. “That is so hot.”
The outside finger joined its partner inside, another pair of fingers taking its exterior place massaging. His ass was fairly rotating following the direction of the fingers inside him.
“Hmmm. Let’s play hide and seek, shall we.” It was not a question as fingers slid deeper in their inner circling, pulling out to take another smooth glide with the revolutions.
He jerked when they discovered their goal, groaning.
“That Jeffy is your prostate.” The two fingers rubbed lightly over it. “Feel what it’s like from the outside,” another set of fingers pressed behind his balls, lifting him up onto his toes, his prostate caught between interior and exterior pressure. “Ah, I see that you like that. We need to do something to prevent you going off with a bang before time.”
Laughter filled the room at the joke and his balls were helpfully massaged before they and his cock were constrained with discouragement. The invasive fingers withdrew leaving a hollow yearning inside and he groaned.
“Open wide, love, though I suppose you really don’t have a choice,” was chuckled. Something thick and long was fed into his ass, it wobbled a bit and wasn’t as hard as a cock would be and then it took up humming. “That is only to keep you warmed up,” he was told. “You need a taste of somethings else. Your clever tongue, I’ve always admired your mouth, needs educating next on our list of presents.”
“Line up people, refreshments are now being served,” was cheekily announced to answering laughter.
Honeyed flavored fullness pushed inside his held open lips, past the rigid rubber ring gag. More than one, he lost count but he was sure that some revisited, pressed in and out sliding over his tongue. Never too deep, in spite of the jokes about him choking, and always with warning when the guest was about to lose control and send a pulsing bitter flood down his throat. It was a good thing he’d experience in timing breathing and swallowing in concert with blowing someone. The vibration from the flexible dildo in his ass edged his aching hunger.
A long time later he felt the shackles on his ankles being released, the person behind him pressing between the still open space of his thighs as they leaned up his back to carefully remove the blindfold. He watched, once the blinking glare subsided, as Thomas opened the restraints rubbing over the exposed reddened skin of his wrists. A kiss was placed softly behind his ear and a whispered, “I love you. Happy Birthday Jeffy.”
“Happy Birthday,” was jovially repeated by the company of their friends who’d been invited to the party. They added their own kisses of departure prior to leaving Thomas and Jeffrey to a more private celebration.
“You know surprise birthday parties aren’t usually conducted like that,” Jeff had pointed out, slightly garbled from around the toothpaste foam of his toothbrush.
Thomas had grinned unrepentantly, “Admit it was one of the best surprise birthday parties you’ve been to.”
Grimacing, “I suppose, but can I take the vibrator out now and cock ring off?”
Thomas considered, “All in good time, I haven’t had my taste yet,” he said grinning. “Watching you take all those other cocks while I supervised … only thing keeping me from coming, was knowing it would be my cock in your ass when they were all gone home.” A kiss was placed upon his lips as he added, “and my cock ring. Come to bed love.”
“Next time, don’t be gone away with work so long,” Jeff grumbling like a spoiled child fell onto their bed and demanded while spreading his legs for Thomas, “I want my present now.”
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 1064
Rating: hard M and it’s not what you think is happening *grins*
This is sure to be laden with errors but my mind is dead. State manditory testing is going on at work.
Darkness enclosed his eyes in such a vacuous nothingness that he shook his head in negation. He existed, his other senses providing him scant comfort of a sort. From length of familiarity the binding over his eyes no longer impressed but the knot in back tugged at caught tendrils when he flexed his neck to the side. Fingers dug into his hair pulling his head further up.
“Awake, but how aware,” had laughingly been asked. Other laughter had answered.
Garbled nonsense vibrated in his throat confusing him, his mouth held immobilely open; tongue flapping against something rigid with the taste of rubber. This time the shaking of his head turned against the pivot of the fist holding his hair and he tried to push away but there was only a rattling and chafing around his wrists. He was bent over something smooth, a bar of metal maybe that lay coolly under his belly. His thighs twitched attempting to change his position and he found that there was some ability to minimally more forward over that bar but no farther than he could flex his hips and his ankles were no help at all for they like his wrists were affixed with shackles leaving him discomfortingly open.
A hand stroked over his face. “You must be thirsty. I’m going to give you something to drink. Swallow carefully, we don’t want you to choke, now do we?” had been solicitously said though the other voices thought that hilarious.
A straw’s worth of something that fizzed was placed inside his mouth and when he was found to handle that, more was given. The taste was champagne.
“One more thing, I think.” The phantom hand traced a path down his spine to the cleft between his cheeks. The sharp snapping click of a bottle being opened preceded, “Relax Jeffy, we aren’t here to hurt you. This is supposed to be a pleasant experience.” More laughter resulted in the room. “But we, your friends, really can’t let you go on through life without taking in,” there was a pause during which much agreement was heard, “some of the better moments you’ve lately been missing.”
Liquid tickled from his tail bone in a line to dribble down over his balls. An inquisitive finger circled, playing at exploring the puckered center of his entrance. It took a long time and once it edged barely inside another finger took up the outer massaging, the two working in tandem, both slickly rubbing. The finger inside moved deeper, its arc of movement becoming greater and he found his hips tagging along.
A moan or two and harsh breathing filled the room’s air. “That is so hot.”
The outside finger joined its partner inside, another pair of fingers taking its exterior place massaging. His ass was fairly rotating following the direction of the fingers inside him.
“Hmmm. Let’s play hide and seek, shall we.” It was not a question as fingers slid deeper in their inner circling, pulling out to take another smooth glide with the revolutions.
He jerked when they discovered their goal, groaning.
“That Jeffy is your prostate.” The two fingers rubbed lightly over it. “Feel what it’s like from the outside,” another set of fingers pressed behind his balls, lifting him up onto his toes, his prostate caught between interior and exterior pressure. “Ah, I see that you like that. We need to do something to prevent you going off with a bang before time.”
Laughter filled the room at the joke and his balls were helpfully massaged before they and his cock were constrained with discouragement. The invasive fingers withdrew leaving a hollow yearning inside and he groaned.
“Open wide, love, though I suppose you really don’t have a choice,” was chuckled. Something thick and long was fed into his ass, it wobbled a bit and wasn’t as hard as a cock would be and then it took up humming. “That is only to keep you warmed up,” he was told. “You need a taste of somethings else. Your clever tongue, I’ve always admired your mouth, needs educating next on our list of presents.”
“Line up people, refreshments are now being served,” was cheekily announced to answering laughter.
Honeyed flavored fullness pushed inside his held open lips, past the rigid rubber ring gag. More than one, he lost count but he was sure that some revisited, pressed in and out sliding over his tongue. Never too deep, in spite of the jokes about him choking, and always with warning when the guest was about to lose control and send a pulsing bitter flood down his throat. It was a good thing he’d experience in timing breathing and swallowing in concert with blowing someone. The vibration from the flexible dildo in his ass edged his aching hunger.
A long time later he felt the shackles on his ankles being released, the person behind him pressing between the still open space of his thighs as they leaned up his back to carefully remove the blindfold. He watched, once the blinking glare subsided, as Thomas opened the restraints rubbing over the exposed reddened skin of his wrists. A kiss was placed softly behind his ear and a whispered, “I love you. Happy Birthday Jeffy.”
“Happy Birthday,” was jovially repeated by the company of their friends who’d been invited to the party. They added their own kisses of departure prior to leaving Thomas and Jeffrey to a more private celebration.
“You know surprise birthday parties aren’t usually conducted like that,” Jeff had pointed out, slightly garbled from around the toothpaste foam of his toothbrush.
Thomas had grinned unrepentantly, “Admit it was one of the best surprise birthday parties you’ve been to.”
Grimacing, “I suppose, but can I take the vibrator out now and cock ring off?”
Thomas considered, “All in good time, I haven’t had my taste yet,” he said grinning. “Watching you take all those other cocks while I supervised … only thing keeping me from coming, was knowing it would be my cock in your ass when they were all gone home.” A kiss was placed upon his lips as he added, “and my cock ring. Come to bed love.”
“Next time, don’t be gone away with work so long,” Jeff grumbling like a spoiled child fell onto their bed and demanded while spreading his legs for Thomas, “I want my present now.”