The Sex Exploits Of A Curious Clone, Chapter 6: Erotic asphyxiation, breath play!
Title: The Sex Exploits Of A Curious Clone Part 6
Author: TalliW
Pairings: Lester/Nick clone
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Primeval is the property of Impossible Pictures. I write just for fun.
Acknowledgments: Thanks to Fredbassett for beta-reading. I couldn't have done it without you.
Chapter 6: Erotic asphyxiation, breath play!
On a Friday evening Lester found himself again in the small storage room he'd grown familiar with the precious week.
"Do you trust me, James?" Nick asked and Lester shivered under the clone's intense gaze.
Lester smiled at the question then nodded without hesitation. The clone knew more about him than anyone else. He had seen his darker side. Hell, he was even helping him to explore his dark side. Nick was the only person in the world he really trusted. Because he didn't judge, because he understood.
Lester looked Nick in the eye as he said confidentally, "I trust you with my life."
A soft "Thank you" on his lips Nick stepped closer and grasped Lester's hands.
With a green silk scarf he bound Lester's hands together and pulled them sidewards up over Lester's head, locking him to the handle of the highest drawer of a filing cabinet.
Lester nearly chuckled at the absurdity of the situation. Tied to a filing cabinet in the ARC and left to the mercy of Cutter's clone once again wasn't exactly how he'd expected to start the weekend. But in a strange way it was turning him on.
He didn't know what Nick had in mind. With the clone's thirst for knowledge, and barely any inhibitions, nothing was out of bounds.
However, the fact that Nick had used a silken scarf and not handcuffs gave him a feeling of security. Lester was confident he could break free easily if he really wanted. This time there wouldn't be embarrassing situations with the staff.
As Nick brushed a finger over Lester's growing erection, Lester couldn't help pressing his crotch eagerly against Nick's hand.
The clone was just too good at this. He knew how to arouse him with just a few touches.
Lester cursed as Nick palmed his balls and suddenly squeezed hard, realising he would soon ruin another pair of pants if his lover didn't speed up.
It seemed Nick was aware of this fact as well. In a fluid motion he opened Lester's fly and shoved pants and trousers down to Lester's ankles, not caring that the fabric scraped painful against Lester's erection.
Lester groaned in delight. There was no point in hiding that he enjoyed the rough treatment, Nick had already learnt that months ago.
In the hope Nick would take him into his mouth, Lester wriggled his hips, his cock bobbing inviting up and down in front of Nick's face as he slowly raised up again.
Under Lester's watchful eyes, Nick pulled a violet scarf out of his trouser pocket. So his lover had planned something else.
Lester was shuddering as Nick stepped behind him and let the silk slide over his throat before he wrapped the scarf around Lester's neck with the ends hanging down over the back.
A moment later he heard some rustling and guessed Nick was shedding his clothes now. He tried to spread his legs more to give his lover easier access but his trousers around his ankles were effectively trapping him.
He still hadn't any clue what the clone intended to try this time. He assumed Nick would blindfold or gag him with the scarf as he had done a week ago before he would proceed with his original plan.
Suddenly, Nick gripped the ends of the scarf in one hand and pulled hard, drawing a gasp from Lester as the fabric of the scarf bit into his skin and cut him slowly off from oxygen.
With his other hand, Nick stroked himself and smeared the pre-come over his cockhead. When he realised it wouldn't be enough to penetrate Lester's anus in his current state and in this position, he fumbled for the lube in his pocket.
For a short moment Nick let go of the scarf to open the tube and spread the lube on his cock. Lester used the opportunity to gulp so much air into his lungs he started coughing.
Nick waited until Lester had calmed down and his breathing was almost back to normal before he gripped the end of the scarfagain.
"Erotic asphyxiation, James. They say it arouses and highlights the orgasm," he whispered in Lester's ear as he tugged at the scarf again.
Lester wasn't sure he would enjoy this. He had only felt terror as Nick had strangled him.
"Wasn't arousing," he rasped out and could feel the scarf loosen a little.
"You're sure?" Nick asked and Lester knew the clone had a frown on his face right now like he always had if something had not worked in practice as it should in theory.
"Perhaps I pulled too firmly," Nick mused and reached for Lester's cock.
A moment later he grasped Lester's flagging erection and pumped it back to full arousal. Lester groaned as Nick skillfully worked his cock and shoved his arse against Nick's groin.
With a grunt Nick pushed his cock between Lester's buttocks and pressed forwards. He felt the ring of muscle relent and slid slowly into Lester's body.
"More! Harder!" Lester panted and constricted his arse muscles. He didn't need to tell Nick a second time. With a bruising grip the clone took hold of Lester's hips and started fucking him.
The scarf was still around Lester's neck but not tight enough to really strangle him, it just made breathing a little difficult.
The clone was taking Lester roughly, his cock brushing hard against Lester's prostate as he buried himself ti the balls into the snug channel. It was just the way Lester liked it.
Lester's breath got erratic as he was drawing closer to release. A whimper escaped his lips and his hips started moving on their own accord, fueled with the need to increase the friction. Nothing else existed but the warm body pressed against his
backside and the hard cock driving into his arse.
Lester didn't feel the scarf fasten on his neck again whilst Nick was pounding him but Lester's body reacted unconsciously to the threat to his life.
Stars exploded behind Lester's eyes as the pressure on his throat increased and he came hard, his semen splashing against the filing cabinet in short spurts.
Lester was at the edge of conscious and he felt himself slipping into darkness. With a strangled gasp he slumped sidewards against the filing cabinet in the same moment Nick came inside him.
Some time later Lester woke up in Nick's arms. The scarves had vanished and his trousers were properly fasted again. There was no visible evidence of their previous activity apart from the fading red stripes on his neck and wrists. But Lester still felt the silk on his throat and the throbbing in his arse from the clone's savage fucking.
"Good or bad?" Nick asked curiously.
Lester closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the ability to breath properly again. He felt happy to be alive. The adrenaline was still rushing through his body and doing wonder to his libido.
"Two crosses. And add it to the ‚to do again’ list," he said as he led Nick's hand to his renewing erection...