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Part 07 - Canada/America + England Tied Up and Watching - "The Deeds of Others"

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Canada licked his lips before closing his mouth around America’s erection, feeling the heat of his brother’s groin across his face as he licked, sucked and bit his way through every movement. America moaned softly, resting the top of his head against the rug; his shoulder blades were perpendicular to the floor as he tried to resist the urge to thrust his hips. There wasn’t actually anything he needed to do; Canada had it covered. What he didn’t cover with his mouth he covered with his hand, rubbing it over America’s velvet.

England watched, spellbound; he wasn’t aware of his own mouth hanging open as he shifted his feet in the chair, tried to get himself into a more comfortable position, a position more suitable for the show he was watching. For easily the third time, he tried to reach out for his own equipment but was immediately reminded that his hands were taped to the chair arms. He felt his breathing pick up and his groin throb like the blood that filled it would burst out and splash them all red. America moaned again and bucked a little. Canada disengaged long enough to murmur something that was unintelligible to England’s ears before continuing, nipping lightly at the very tip of Florida.

“Bite him harder!” England’s voice took him by surprise; it was weak and hoarse, like he’d never heard it before. Canada simply wagged a finger at England - At-ah - before continuing, bringing America almost to his peak before pulling away, salt in the back of his throat.

“That’s the first rule. I’m not going to be your weapon; I won’t hurt him for you. Any instruction you give me like that will be ignored.” Canada looked at England squarely before sitting back. America remained still, waiting, hoping, praying that Canada wouldn’t leave him so close to the edge. Canada himself was thoroughly hard now, and a gentle blush caressed his cheeks as he looked at America; that was clearly the end of the instruction as he interpreted it.

And now, England felt it. Power. Power like before, like the old days when he’d waved his hand and the world had kneeled. He had the power to bring America to the very edge of climax and yet deny him. A crooked smile spread across his face, even as his own erection pressed tightly against his pants again.

“Let him touch you. Slowly - hands over your cock and down your legs, across the hip…” It was clearly how England liked it on himself, but the boys were happy to comply. America did as instructed; for him, England was barely in the room and it was truly just Canada that sat before him, pleasing him in new ways. He’d been surprised when Canada had suggested this game and offered to take the reins, but pleased - it was good therapy for him to take control now and then.

America licked his palms before placing warm hands over Canada’s erection. He slid them over and around, bouncing his hands lightly over Canada’s waist and hips, pulling him closer, lingering close to his lips but keen to play the game the way Canada wanted it and so not taking the forbidden fruit. Once again, Canada pulled away slightly, but England said softly,

“Let him kiss you.”