Chapter 16
Chapter sixteen
“Remember what I said,” Thomas reminded. “If it’s not for you…”
“Give it here,” Scott said, reaching for the cock pump.
Thomas clutched it to his chest for a moment, sighing at the contraption like he was giving up his baby, then passed it to Scott.
Scott had been imagining a literal farming pump meant for the teats of cows, but what Thomas handed to him looked more like a black flask with a viewing window attached to a tube and a wire.
“What’s the tube do?” Scott asked.
“Sucks your cum into a beaker.”
“Why?”
Thomas shrugged. “Why not?”
Scott stared at Thomas until he sighed.
“So I can measure how much I get out of you.”
“And you find that hot?”
Thomas’s nostrils flared. “I find that incredibly hot.”
Scott looked away. “Okay,” he murmured to himself. “I guess you should switch it on, let me…feel it.”
Thomas nodded and shoved the plug for the pump into the socket by the door.
Scott frowned, turning the pump over in his hands. “There’s no buttons…”
“There is.”
Thomas held up a remote. “They’re not to be operated by the user. The user is at my mercy.”
Scott eased a slow breath out of pursed lips.
“But I told you, if you want to stop, you say our safe word.” Thomas raised his brow. “What’s our safe word, Scott?”
Scott pressed his lips in a firm line.
“Don’t be stubborn.”
“Balloon,” Scott growled through his teeth.
Thomas smiled. “Good.”
“Like I’ll ever forget that.”
“That’s the point.” Thomas lifted the remote. “Ready for me to turn it on.”
Scott nodded, and Thomas pressed down on the remote.
He could see the mechanism inside working, opening and closing in a slow rhythm.
“Try it on the back of your hand.”
Scott did as he was told, feeling the suction. He moved it onto his bare thigh. “It’s loud.”
The pump made a dull, repeated thump, almost like a heartbeat.
“Hopefully you’ll learn to love it.” Thomas increased the speed, and Scott gaped at the perfect red circle forming on his thigh.
“I need to teach you how to put it on.”
Scott frowned. “It’s self-explanatory, isn’t it? I put my cock in it.”
Thomas hummed. “There’s a little more to it than that. When you slip it on, use one hand to push down on your scrotum until the pump gets a good seal. You do not want your balls getting sucked into it alongside your dick.”
“Why not?”
“They’ll get squished together, and it will fucking hurt, Scott.”
Scott nodded and glanced at the camera set up at the foot of the bed. “You happy with the angle?”
“Yeah, it gets all of the bed, slightly elevated and angled down to see all of you.” Thomas grabbed the other camera, which was usually directed at the pillow where Scott’s head would be. “I’m going to use this for close-ups.”
“Close-ups?”
“Of your dick blowing its load. I’m not going to touch you, Scott, but I might need to touch the pump, adjust it slightly to get the best shot possible.”
Scott’s heart fluttered. “But I can stop at any time.”
“Say the word, and we’ll stop. Your welfare is more important than money.”
“It’s so weird…”
“What is?” Thomas asked.
“Hearing you say things like that, you know, being nice…”
“I am nice when it suits me, and you might not think I’m so nice once we get started…”
Scott flashed a quick glance at Thomas. “I’m ready.”
Thomas turned the pump off. “Give it a sec…”
It released Scott’s thigh, and the red mark didn’t fade.
Scott fingered it with wide eyes.
“I’m going to put lube in the pump,” Thomas said softly. “It’ll feel better, and you won’t get as sore.”
Scott nodded and took off his underwear. He wasn’t hard, but Thomas had told him that was okay, the pump would sort him out; it would force him to get erect, which shouldn’t have been as arousing as it was.
“I’ll probably talk you through it too,” Thomas said.
“Huh?”
“Just…tell you what to do, encourage you, that kind of thing. I know you like the praise.”
Scott squeezed his eyes shut. “For fuck’s sake. Am I that obvious?”
Thomas smirked as he handed the pump over.
“We’ll get it on your dick first, let you get a feel for it, then I’ll hit record.”
Scott nodded and pushed his scrotum down as he slipped the pump down his dick. It wasn’t tight and didn’t feel like anything. Staring down at himself, it kind of looked like he’d shoved himself into a blender, which wasn’t remotely sexy.
The lube Thomas had squirted into it covered the base of his dick, itching his skin.
“Ready?”
“I’m ready.”
Thomas switched on the pump. Scott grunted, adjusting the pump until it got a suction seal against him. The lube swished, and the pump tugged, filling his cock with blood.
He got harder far quicker than he thought he would, and it felt better than it had a right to.
“Okay?” Thomas asked.
Scott’s question startled his eyes open. He hadn’t realised he’d closed them.
“Yeah, I’m okay. It’s weird but…”
“Good?” Thomas suggested.
Scott pressed his lips together and hummed. He nodded.
“I’m going to turn it up a bit,” Thomas warned.
Scott gasped when the pump worked his dick faster. Wide-eyed, he watched his dick inflate through the viewing window. His cockhead filled with blood and blushed a delicate pink. It beat in time with the pump, throbbing as lube was forced around it.
“Let go of it, Scott.”
Scott twitched his fingers around the device. Thomas might have had the remote, but he could still yank it off himself if he needed to. Something in the back of his mind told him that would be a very painful idea, though.
“Scott…”
He let go and dug his fingers into the bed. He was still sat right on the edge, and the device swung around as it pumped him.
“Yeah,” Thomas mumbled. “Let that thing fuck your beautiful dick.”
Jesus.
Scott’s eyes fluttered shut. “Oh, hell.”
“Shuffle back on the bed.”
“Huh?” Scott said, without opening his eyes. He licked his lips before panting them dry again. His heart beat got in sync with the thud of the machine.
“Lie down on the bed, Scott, before you blow your first load. I won’t be happy if you do it sat there while the camera is off.”
“Turn…turn the pump off a second, and I’ll shuffle bac –”
“No. Move back on the bed with it attached to your dick like I’m telling you to.”
Scott steadied the pump with his hand as he lay down. He licked his lips, holding the pump upright. It jerked in his hand, pulling on his trapped cock.
“Let go of it.”
Scott tightened his hold. “But it feels nice like this.”
“Scott,” Thomas hissed.
“Okay.”
He gently let go of the pump, and the weight of it made his dick fall to his belly. It kept pumping, though, coating his dick in lube.
“Now touch yourself.”
Scott shook his head. “I don’t need to. It’s going to make me –”
“I told you to touch yourself. In the places that make you shiver.”
Scott swallowed and stroked a hand across his abs, digging his nails into his skin. He didn’t know if it was a sin to like the feel of his own body, whether it was egotistical and vain. His hand shook until Thomas spoke again.
“It’s okay,” Thomas whispered. “It’s okay to worship your beautiful body.”
It wasn’t fair that Thomas was talking to him like that, especially when he was having his dick pumped.
“Scott.”
“Okay. Okay.”
He groped his abs before twisting one of his nipples.
Goosebumps rushed down his skin as it tightened.
It made the suction on his dick more intense.
Scott brought his other hand up his chest so he could twist both nipples at the same time.
White hot pain had him biting his lip. He released it with a pant.
“I didn’t think it would feel this good,” Scott admitted. “And it’s not just the sensation, it’s…it’s…”
“It’s knowing that it’s not going to stop, not when you warn you’re about to come, not when it all gets too much, it’s just going to keep on going.”
“Shit, Thomas.” Scott lifted his head from the pillow. “I’m not going to last.”
“I know,” Thomas replied. “It’s not about lasting; it’s about giving everything, even when it hurts. You’ll give me everything, every drop of your cum.”
Scott twisted his nipple, and the hot spike of pain went straight to his dick.
“God, you look incredible like this.”
Scott shivered. “You’ve got to stop saying things like that.”
“But you do, Scott, what a perfect body, and such a pretty cock.”
Scott closed his eyes. All he could do was listen to the sound of the pump and Thomas’s praise while feeling the insane pressure on his dick.
“You love the feeling of it fucking you,” Thomas murmured. “You love that thing riding your beautiful dick.”
“Thomas…” Scott’s hips jerked. “I’m…coming.”
“Don’t tell me, show me.”
Scott bit his lip, groaning as he came for the first time. Thomas slowed the pump, but didn’t stop it altogether. It kept on chugging away, taking Scott’s dick, pulling the cum from his slit.
The wash of pleasure gave way to pins and needles sensitivity.
Scott gritted his teeth, reaching for the pump, needing to take the pressure away.
“Don’t think about touching it,” Thomas hissed.
Scott had his hand lifted from his chest, twitching his fingers with the desire to grab the pump. He didn’t, though. He didn’t dare.
“Put your hand down on the bed.”
Scott clutched the sheet beneath. He squirmed, but the pump kept working him.
“Let it fuck you through it,” Thomas said. “Let it get you to the other side again. You can do it –”
“Thom –”
“You can.”
Scott stiffened his jaw. He pressed the back of his head into the pillow, groaning as he stretched his neck, baring his throat, until he faced the top of the bed.
He tried to breathe through his nose, but it wasn’t enough.
He relaxed his lips, taking in air through his mouth and billowing his cheeks, but his teeth stayed tightly clenched.
There was no way he looked hot, no way he could be with his cheeks and forehead flushing and his face scrunched up at the discomfort.
He growled through it, arching his back.
The sensitivity waned, then released its cruel hold on him.
Scott slumped, panting hard as the pump went back to feeling pleasurable again.