Fairies Wear Boots [5/6]
anonymous
February 22 2010, 09:17:12 UTC
“N-no!” he cried, struggling. Matthew cooed in his ear some more, whispering even more soft, singsong phrases in French, and Carmen snapped the handcuffs on Alfred’s wrists expertly, pinning the man’s hands behind him, helpless and useless. Alfred shot Carmen a hurt look.
“Carmen, why…?”
Carmen purred, crawling up tightly behind him, nuzzling him lovingly. “C’mon, hun. Try something new. You’re not usually so gun-shy to try new things.”
“’New things’ usually means just the two of us, and no anal penetration on my part,” Alfred snarked back. “Or that my brother is…” He trailed off, looking into Matthew’s hungry gaze.
Matthew also had the lube tube in his hand.
Alfred struggled and yelled, but Matthew seemed skilled at prepping himself as well as Alfred while restraining someone. Carmen helped, and that made Alfred even more unwilling to hurt her, despite her obvious betrayal.
Alfred felt tears prickle at the corners of his eyes. Was this what Matthew had felt? Probably. Maybe this was his just desserts for making Mattie join in like he had, or maybe it was some other divine justice. Either way, he saw no way out, and swallowed his pride for what would happen next.
Matthew passed the lube casually to Carmen before slowly working two fingers into Alfred. The American bucked and cried out, but Matthew held him firmly with his free hand, grinning like a hungry wolf all the while. Alfred choked on a sob as Matthew scissoring him open, and then added a third finger, still stretching and prepping him.
Then a fourth finger.
“AHH!” Alfred cried. Four?!
“Don’t want to hurt you,” Matthew breathed huskily in his ear. “After all, it won’t be just me in there…”
Alfred yelped as the truth set in. Oh God…
Carmen had also prepped herself, looking rather hungry as well. Alfred whimpered as Matthew withdrew his fingers. Carmen pulled Alfred back onto her, and guided the strap-on inside. Alfred tensed, and cried out loudly, writhing, and Matthew stroked Alfred’s hard length to help calm him down.
“Relax Alfred. This is nothing, trust me.”
Carmen started moving, and Alfred nearly howled. He bit down on his lip, tears pricking his clenched eyes again, and held in his screams, as Carmen started moving, searching for the sweet spot.
Alfred finally felt a wave of pleasure overtake him as his prostate was struck, and cried out loudly in pleasure, stars dancing behind his eyelids. Carmen moved more, hitting it again and again; Alfred went limp everywhere but his dick. His eyes fluttered open as he felt Matthew slide up to him, licking his ear and neck hungrily and lovingly.
“P-please, no…” Alfred protested weakly, but Matthew didn’t hear. Or listen.
The pain was indescribable. Even thoroughly loosened up already, Alfred’s body was stretched beyond his limits by both objects in his body. He cried out in pain, tears streaming down his cheeks, but his words, though laced with curses and obscenities, also held babbled phrases of pleasure and need. Two members moved in sync, hitting his prostate rapidly and repeatedly. He felt faint, and almost thought he would black out.
Matthew bit down on Alfred’s ear lobe to keep him conscious, and Alfred howled.
“Oh man,” Carmen panted. “This is way too…hot…”
Matthew panted heavily, and Alfred moaned loudly. The pain was dulling away, and the waves of pleasure were overwhelming and overloading him. He babbles nonsensically, unable to form coherent thoughts in the midst of such madness.
Matthew all but howled as he came. Alfred followed a few thrusts behind, and Carmen took the two boys’ pleasured cries to set her own orgasm off. As they fell into a tired heap, pulling apart, Alfred shuttered and mewled, feeling equally violated and turned on all at once.
“Shit…”
Matthew was already out like a light, his breath even and quiet. Alfred turned his head wearily to look at Carmen, who was grinning like a cat who had eaten the canary.
“What the hell was that?”
Carmen shrugged. “Dunno, but it was awesome.” Her nose wrinkled as she grinned.
“Carmen, why…?”
Carmen purred, crawling up tightly behind him, nuzzling him lovingly. “C’mon, hun. Try something new. You’re not usually so gun-shy to try new things.”
“’New things’ usually means just the two of us, and no anal penetration on my part,” Alfred snarked back. “Or that my brother is…” He trailed off, looking into Matthew’s hungry gaze.
Matthew also had the lube tube in his hand.
Alfred struggled and yelled, but Matthew seemed skilled at prepping himself as well as Alfred while restraining someone. Carmen helped, and that made Alfred even more unwilling to hurt her, despite her obvious betrayal.
Alfred felt tears prickle at the corners of his eyes. Was this what Matthew had felt? Probably. Maybe this was his just desserts for making Mattie join in like he had, or maybe it was some other divine justice. Either way, he saw no way out, and swallowed his pride for what would happen next.
Matthew passed the lube casually to Carmen before slowly working two fingers into Alfred. The American bucked and cried out, but Matthew held him firmly with his free hand, grinning like a hungry wolf all the while. Alfred choked on a sob as Matthew scissoring him open, and then added a third finger, still stretching and prepping him.
Then a fourth finger.
“AHH!” Alfred cried. Four?!
“Don’t want to hurt you,” Matthew breathed huskily in his ear. “After all, it won’t be just me in there…”
Alfred yelped as the truth set in. Oh God…
Carmen had also prepped herself, looking rather hungry as well. Alfred whimpered as Matthew withdrew his fingers. Carmen pulled Alfred back onto her, and guided the strap-on inside. Alfred tensed, and cried out loudly, writhing, and Matthew stroked Alfred’s hard length to help calm him down.
“Relax Alfred. This is nothing, trust me.”
Carmen started moving, and Alfred nearly howled. He bit down on his lip, tears pricking his clenched eyes again, and held in his screams, as Carmen started moving, searching for the sweet spot.
Alfred finally felt a wave of pleasure overtake him as his prostate was struck, and cried out loudly in pleasure, stars dancing behind his eyelids. Carmen moved more, hitting it again and again; Alfred went limp everywhere but his dick. His eyes fluttered open as he felt Matthew slide up to him, licking his ear and neck hungrily and lovingly.
“P-please, no…” Alfred protested weakly, but Matthew didn’t hear. Or listen.
The pain was indescribable. Even thoroughly loosened up already, Alfred’s body was stretched beyond his limits by both objects in his body. He cried out in pain, tears streaming down his cheeks, but his words, though laced with curses and obscenities, also held babbled phrases of pleasure and need. Two members moved in sync, hitting his prostate rapidly and repeatedly. He felt faint, and almost thought he would black out.
Matthew bit down on Alfred’s ear lobe to keep him conscious, and Alfred howled.
“Oh man,” Carmen panted. “This is way too…hot…”
Matthew panted heavily, and Alfred moaned loudly. The pain was dulling away, and the waves of pleasure were overwhelming and overloading him. He babbles nonsensically, unable to form coherent thoughts in the midst of such madness.
Matthew all but howled as he came. Alfred followed a few thrusts behind, and Carmen took the two boys’ pleasured cries to set her own orgasm off. As they fell into a tired heap, pulling apart, Alfred shuttered and mewled, feeling equally violated and turned on all at once.
“Shit…”
Matthew was already out like a light, his breath even and quiet. Alfred turned his head wearily to look at Carmen, who was grinning like a cat who had eaten the canary.
“What the hell was that?”
Carmen shrugged. “Dunno, but it was awesome.” Her nose wrinkled as she grinned.
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