Re: Boys Don't Cry - Part Three (1)
anonymous
October 13 2009, 14:27:49 UTC
“I-I-”
The boys exchanged terrified glances and then looked back up at Dee, who was hovering over them menacingly. Sue was in the background, sitting crossed-legged on the desk, giving them her best “you're fucked now” smirk. And they certainly were.
“Couldn't wait, could you? Think it's all about you, you, YOU, Julian fucking Barratt!?”
“ME!?” Julian spluttered. Then he recoiled. Dee was genuinely pissed off now, and when that happened, it was not pretty.
“You have ruined my pleasure with your selfishness, Barratt. Such a shame really... I thought that Noel was the troublemaker here. How wrong I was. How very wrong. What shall we do with him, Susie dear?”
Sue had slinked to Dee's side now, stroking her chin. Then her eyes lit up.
“We could always put those, ahem, newest extensions in our toybox to good use...?”
Dee's eyes darkened, mad and menacing. Her mouth formed into an evil smirk. She grabbed Sue, kissed her long and deep, before ushering the latter toward the cupboard.
“Bend over Barratt.” Dee barked, lifting her booted heel onto Julian's erected back. He landed on all fours with a “oof.”
“Sue, be a dear and cuff the little one.” Noel howled in defiance as the blonde Robot wrestled him into a sitting position and snapped the handcuffs on his wrists. Julian breathed shakily, not knowing what to expect. The shuffling, giggling and scattered audible “clicks” behind him told him that it wasn't going to be pretty on his behalf. Dee could be a right evil bitch sometimes, and Sue was more than willing to be a participant in her malicious schemes.
“Get him ready Sue.” Before Julian could even register what Dee meant by that, a wet, probing tongue was darting in and out of his entrance, slicking it with spit. He whimpered pathetically because shamefully, it felt fucking fantastic. Then one, two, three fingers were inside of him, and he knew they were Dee's because they were deliberately avoiding his prostate.
“Shall I do the honours?” He heard Sue's slick voice drip behind him.
“No, no. I will.” Dee replied with a tinge of amusement. “Besides, he'll probably enjoy it if you do it. You're too lenient for your own good Susie.”
Suddenly there was blunt pressure against Julian's hole, and suddenly it dawned on him what was happening. He looked up at Noel, who returned his same expression of anxiousness. The pressure intensified as Dee pushed in and out of him with the synthetic dick. The stretch had began to burn, but Dee had no mercy and kept roughly pushing, breeching the tight ring of muscle. Julian usually enjoyed anal with Noel, as long as there was slow prep with a ton of lube, but he was sure he would never go near there again after this. This was just cruel.
Dee was sliding fairly smoothly in and out now, in a steady rhythm, despite Julian's painful groans and protests. Julian gazed back up at Noel, who was struggling against his metal confines. The older man looked down. Noel's cock was red and leaking and ready to BURST and it was then Julian realised that Noel was GETTING OFF on this. He had never felt so de-emasculated and vulnerable in his life. He wanted to cry.
Re: Boys Don't Cry - Part Three (2)
anonymous
October 13 2009, 14:28:50 UTC
Just when he thought this couldn't be any worse, Julian felt shuffling behind him, then slick fingers opening him up even more around the dildo, if that was even possible. Then another blunt object entering him alongside the first. He actually screamed when they started moving. His insides felt like they were on fire, his entrance was stretching and burning around the two dildos. He swore he would have passed out if it wasn't for those subtle nudges against his prostate keeping him quite awake. The dim lights danced in front of his eyes and the slurred whispers behind him rang in his ears.
“Let him come Sue.”
Julian came with a hoarse shout, his orgasm surprising him. He gripped onto the sheets until his knuckles turned white. His eyes teared up. It was all too much. He had been split in two and now he was crying. A shockingly tender kiss was planted on the side of his cheek by Dee.
“Shhh, it's over now.”
Julian nodded, doubling over as the girls pulled out. He was so sleepy, his body had had enough. But yet, it was like he wanted more. This intricate web of lust and domination had taken over his head, his body, his life. He was in love with it.
“Noelie's turn now.”
It was at that precise moment that Julian knew why Noel was with Dee.
The boys exchanged terrified glances and then looked back up at Dee, who was hovering over them menacingly. Sue was in the background, sitting crossed-legged on the desk, giving them her best “you're fucked now” smirk. And they certainly were.
“Couldn't wait, could you? Think it's all about you, you, YOU, Julian fucking Barratt!?”
“ME!?” Julian spluttered. Then he recoiled. Dee was genuinely pissed off now, and when that happened, it was not pretty.
“You have ruined my pleasure with your selfishness, Barratt. Such a shame really... I thought that Noel was the troublemaker here. How wrong I was. How very wrong. What shall we do with him, Susie dear?”
Sue had slinked to Dee's side now, stroking her chin. Then her eyes lit up.
“We could always put those, ahem, newest extensions in our toybox to good use...?”
Dee's eyes darkened, mad and menacing. Her mouth formed into an evil smirk. She grabbed Sue, kissed her long and deep, before ushering the latter toward the cupboard.
“Bend over Barratt.” Dee barked, lifting her booted heel onto Julian's erected back. He landed on all fours with a “oof.”
“Sue, be a dear and cuff the little one.” Noel howled in defiance as the blonde Robot wrestled him into a sitting position and snapped the handcuffs on his wrists. Julian breathed shakily, not knowing what to expect. The shuffling, giggling and scattered audible “clicks” behind him told him that it wasn't going to be pretty on his behalf. Dee could be a right evil bitch sometimes, and Sue was more than willing to be a participant in her malicious schemes.
“Get him ready Sue.” Before Julian could even register what Dee meant by that, a wet, probing tongue was darting in and out of his entrance, slicking it with spit. He whimpered pathetically because shamefully, it felt fucking fantastic. Then one, two, three fingers were inside of him, and he knew they were Dee's because they were deliberately avoiding his prostate.
“Shall I do the honours?” He heard Sue's slick voice drip behind him.
“No, no. I will.” Dee replied with a tinge of amusement. “Besides, he'll probably enjoy it if you do it. You're too lenient for your own good Susie.”
Suddenly there was blunt pressure against Julian's hole, and suddenly it dawned on him what was happening. He looked up at Noel, who returned his same expression of anxiousness. The pressure intensified as Dee pushed in and out of him with the synthetic dick. The stretch had began to burn, but Dee had no mercy and kept roughly pushing, breeching the tight ring of muscle. Julian usually enjoyed anal with Noel, as long as there was slow prep with a ton of lube, but he was sure he would never go near there again after this. This was just cruel.
Dee was sliding fairly smoothly in and out now, in a steady rhythm, despite Julian's painful groans and protests. Julian gazed back up at Noel, who was struggling against his metal confines. The older man looked down. Noel's cock was red and leaking and ready to BURST and it was then Julian realised that Noel was GETTING OFF on this. He had never felt so de-emasculated and vulnerable in his life. He wanted to cry.
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“Let him come Sue.”
Julian came with a hoarse shout, his orgasm surprising him. He gripped onto the sheets until his knuckles turned white. His eyes teared up. It was all too much. He had been split in two and now he was crying. A shockingly tender kiss was planted on the side of his cheek by Dee.
“Shhh, it's over now.”
Julian nodded, doubling over as the girls pulled out. He was so sleepy, his body had had enough. But yet, it was like he wanted more. This intricate web of lust and domination had taken over his head, his body, his life. He was in love with it.
“Noelie's turn now.”
It was at that precise moment that Julian knew why Noel was with Dee.
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Bend Over Barratt is my new favorite game.
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