Boys Don't Cry - Part One
anonymous
October 13 2009, 13:34:35 UTC
Whoever requested this is in for a real fucking treat. :DDDD
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Dee was being particularly nasty tonight. Not like that was anything new; nastiness was her default emotion, but there was something different about tonight. At least that's what Julian and Noel had noticed. Sue was her favourite tonight; not like that was anything new either.
As for Julian and Noel, here they were, handcuffed to the bed next to each other, and watching in erotic agony as Dee and Sue made out with each other, deliberately noisy and messy. It was when Dee slipped a hand down the front of Sue's skin-tight jeans, making the latter cry out loud, that the boys lost it. Noel was the first to speak.
“Please Dee...” He whimpered, quite pathetically.
“Shutup Noel!” Dee snapped back, completely focused in the task of peeling Sue's jeans off. Noel let out a huff of frustration and turned to Julian, pure want in his eyes. Julian could do nothing but blink back empathetically. Afterall, he was on the same boat as Noel. The scene unfolding in front of him was quite a real fucking treat, except for the fact that he couldn't fucking touch himself and his cock was so hard that his balls ached under the pressure of it all.
“Aw. Aren't they so cute. I want to play with them. Oh can we please uncuff them, pretty please?” Sue cooed before moaning out loud under Dee's ministrations. Julian and Noel's heart soared at Sue's request; Dee may have been the ringleader of this little arrangement but Sue certainly held some power over the woman's decisions regarding the boys.
Dee dipped her head up from Sue's crotch for a moment, piercing blue eyes darkening like a tidal wave. The boys felt a shiver wash over them simultaneously as Dee's intimidating gaze cut through them like razorblades.
“Yes. Yes, you may.” She finally replied, slowly and calculated. “Go.”
Re: Boys Don't Cry - Part Two
anonymous
October 13 2009, 13:35:55 UTC
Sue leapt up from the floor, naked and flushed, and grabbed the keys from Dee's outstretched hand. The boys were tempted to lean up and take a dusky nipple each into their mouth as Sue leant over them and freed them from the confines, but they knew better. Knowing Dee, she would punish them for this by cuffing them up again.
Dee was sitting on the study table now, legs spread, with her hand up her leather dress.
“Kiss him” She demanded, pointing at Julian and swishing toward Noel. Obediently, he shuffled over toward the younger man and closed the gap between the pair. Never missing a beat, Noel captured Julian's slick lips and kissed him, open-mouthed and messy, much like Sue and Dee kissed each other before. It was when Julian went to massage Noel's ass-cheeks that a seething Dee terminated the order.
“I said to kiss him, not to touch him.” Dee said, with a mad glint in her eye. “Do you WANT to be cuffed again, Julian Barratt?”
“No, please no!” Julian cried a bit too desperately, a bit too loudly.
“That was NOT a question.” She snapped back, turning to look at Sue for a second opinion. Sue smirked, shaking her head once.
“You are lucky this time.” Dee murmured icily, turning back to the terrified men. “Now resume.”
Exhaling shakily, Julian went and kissed Noel for the second time, taking extra precautions to keep his hands planted firmly by his side. Noel's leaking erection was bumping against his own as their mouths collapsed over each other, and Julian felt like crying. He was itching to touch himself, had been for the past hour, but he knew he couldn't unless Dee said. It was cruel, it was torturous, but unfortunately, it was the rules.
From his peripheral vision, he could see Sue's lithe form shifting to her knees infront of Dee, who had her legs spread shamelessly, mouth dropped open as Sue tongued her. Well this was just fucking splendid, Julian thought miserably. His cock thickened as a particularly loud moan left Dee's mouth, and at that point, he lost it.
“Touch me Noel.” He murmured against the younger man's ear. Noel looked horrified.
“But... Dee said-”
“Don't care.” He hissed through clenched teeth. “Need it so bad.”
Noel took a brief look behind him to make sure the coast was clear. It seemed so; Sue was pumping two fingers rapidly in and out of Dee, who had her head tipped back, eyes closed. Clearly distracted. The boys grabbed each others erections and went for it, still kissing. Julian was about to come when Dee's angry voice trilled in his ear.
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.
~ ~
Dee was being particularly nasty tonight. Not like that was anything new; nastiness was her default emotion, but there was something different about tonight. At least that's what Julian and Noel had noticed. Sue was her favourite tonight; not like that was anything new either.
As for Julian and Noel, here they were, handcuffed to the bed next to each other, and watching in erotic agony as Dee and Sue made out with each other, deliberately noisy and messy. It was when Dee slipped a hand down the front of Sue's skin-tight jeans, making the latter cry out loud, that the boys lost it. Noel was the first to speak.
“Please Dee...” He whimpered, quite pathetically.
“Shutup Noel!” Dee snapped back, completely focused in the task of peeling Sue's jeans off. Noel let out a huff of frustration and turned to Julian, pure want in his eyes. Julian could do nothing but blink back empathetically. Afterall, he was on the same boat as Noel. The scene unfolding in front of him was quite a real fucking treat, except for the fact that he couldn't fucking touch himself and his cock was so hard that his balls ached under the pressure of it all.
“Aw. Aren't they so cute. I want to play with them. Oh can we please uncuff them, pretty please?” Sue cooed before moaning out loud under Dee's ministrations. Julian and Noel's heart soared at Sue's request; Dee may have been the ringleader of this little arrangement but Sue certainly held some power over the woman's decisions regarding the boys.
Dee dipped her head up from Sue's crotch for a moment, piercing blue eyes darkening like a tidal wave. The boys felt a shiver wash over them simultaneously as Dee's intimidating gaze cut through them like razorblades.
“Yes. Yes, you may.” She finally replied, slowly and calculated. “Go.”
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Dee was sitting on the study table now, legs spread, with her hand up her leather dress.
“Kiss him” She demanded, pointing at Julian and swishing toward Noel. Obediently, he shuffled over toward the younger man and closed the gap between the pair. Never missing a beat, Noel captured Julian's slick lips and kissed him, open-mouthed and messy, much like Sue and Dee kissed each other before. It was when Julian went to massage Noel's ass-cheeks that a seething Dee terminated the order.
“I said to kiss him, not to touch him.” Dee said, with a mad glint in her eye. “Do you WANT to be cuffed again, Julian Barratt?”
“No, please no!” Julian cried a bit too desperately, a bit too loudly.
“That was NOT a question.” She snapped back, turning to look at Sue for a second opinion. Sue smirked, shaking her head once.
“You are lucky this time.” Dee murmured icily, turning back to the terrified men. “Now resume.”
Exhaling shakily, Julian went and kissed Noel for the second time, taking extra precautions to keep his hands planted firmly by his side. Noel's leaking erection was bumping against his own as their mouths collapsed over each other, and Julian felt like crying. He was itching to touch himself, had been for the past hour, but he knew he couldn't unless Dee said. It was cruel, it was torturous, but unfortunately, it was the rules.
From his peripheral vision, he could see Sue's lithe form shifting to her knees infront of Dee, who had her legs spread shamelessly, mouth dropped open as Sue tongued her. Well this was just fucking splendid, Julian thought miserably. His cock thickened as a particularly loud moan left Dee's mouth, and at that point, he lost it.
“Touch me Noel.” He murmured against the younger man's ear. Noel looked horrified.
“But... Dee said-”
“Don't care.” He hissed through clenched teeth. “Need it so bad.”
Noel took a brief look behind him to make sure the coast was clear. It seemed so; Sue was pumping two fingers rapidly in and out of Dee, who had her head tipped back, eyes closed. Clearly distracted. The boys grabbed each others erections and went for it, still kissing. Julian was about to come when Dee's angry voice trilled in his ear.
“Having fun, are we?”
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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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