Chapter 14 #2
“You look magnificent,” Vince praises, smearing lube on the inside of a cocksleeve.
He slides it onto Leland’s cock and tightens his grip.
“I’m going to drive you wild. I’m going to bring you to the edge, but I’m not going to let you fall over.
Even when you start crying and begging. If you’re a good boy for me, when Oliver gets here, I’ll have him bend over so you can fuck him like you’ve been wanting to do for years. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” Leland pants.
Vince starts stroking, and I start messing with buttons on the remote.
Leland’s prostate is sensitive as hell, so the low vibration is certainly enough to send him over the edge.
I find one that pulses and then pauses which is perfect.
A faint blush covers Leland’s body and his head falls back on his shoulders.
Vince steps to the side, giving the audience a full view of Leland’s gorgeous torture.
“Let them hear you,” Vince demands. “Let them know how good we can make you feel.”
Leland moans and it’s deep, long and drawn out. I walk to the other side of him and watch his dick flexing inside the sleeve with each pulse of the massager.
“Oh, fuck,” Leland gasps, his hips bucking up. Vince stops stroking and I turn the massager off. Leland’s body is tight as a bow string, and as soon as he starts to relax we start all over again.
We bring him to the edge five times before the tears start to gather in his eyes and he’s pleading with Vince to let him come.
“Please, Daddy,” Leland groans when we stop for the sixth time. “I’ve been such a good boy.”
“You have,” Vince agrees. “But you can take more. Can’t you, baby doll?”
Leland’s bottom lip quivers but he nods. “Yes, Daddy.”
“We have company,” I say when I look at the front of the stage and see Jace with all the guys. Oliver’s eyes are locked on Leland and when I look at Leland, his eyes are on Oliver.
I fire up the massager full blast without warning and Leland’s scream echoes around the club.
His cock is a deep angry red, his fingers are curled into fists and his toes are curled.
Vince starts stroking him hard and fast, watching his every reaction.
Leland’s mouth opens and we stop everything again.
Tears are pouring down his face when his body settles and his breath is sawing in and out of his lungs.
“Oliver,” Vince says. “You want to get that pretty ass up here and help your friend?”
Jace pats Oliver on the ass and Oliver practically scrambles onto the stage. Oliver strips and walks to stand beside Vince, waiting for instructions. Such good little sub boys.
“Perfect,” Vince says, running his finger around Oliver’s nipple, making Oliver shiver from head to toe. “Is that hard dick from watching my boy?”
“Yes, Sir,” Oliver replies, blushing deeply.
“Did they already stretch you for him?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“May Zac take your plug out so you can feel him inside you for the first time?”
Oliver nods wildly. “Yes, Sir.”
I step up behind him, check with Jace before I do anything and run my hands across Oliver’s ass at Jace’s nod.
“Bend forward.” Oliver does and I grab the base of the plug, pulling.
It slides free, and I set it beside Leland’s leg on the table.
Pushing some buttons, I lower the table to Oliver’s much shorter height.
“Turn around, facing the room right in front of Leland.”
“May I kiss him first, Sir?”
I chuckle and squeeze his ass. “You may.”
Oliver practically mauls Leland, but Leland doesn’t seem to care. He kisses Oliver back with just as much passion, until they’re both breathing so hard I’m worried they’re going to pass out. Oliver pulls back, turns around and waits. I lube Leland’s cock up and line him up.
“Put him inside you, but don’t move,” Vince instructs.
Oliver spreads his legs slightly and starts to sit down. When Leland starts to slide inside him, Oliver whimpers. “You feel so good, Le.”
“Fuck, Oli,” Leland pants. “So do you.” His arms pull at the restraints, dying to reach out and grab him.
When Leland bottoms out, Oliver’s hands fly to Leland’s thighs and his fingers dig in. I give them a chance to get adjusted and flip the massager back on. It takes a second, but Leland tenses up and Oliver’s mouth drops open.
“I can feel you flexing inside me.”
“They have me so fucked up,” Leland groans.
“This is the plan,” Vince says. “We’re going to work him to the edge a few more times, and then I’m going to let Leland loose.” I watch what’s about to happen dawn on Oliver’s face. His brows furrow, and then he sucks in a breath. “Oh yeah, little one. My boy is about to rock your world.”
We work him up three more times before Leland starts babbling. Vince flicks the restraints loose and Leland grabs Oliver’s hips. “Get up and bend over the side of the table.”
Oliver slides from Leland’s cock, and does what Leland says. I help Leland down, pull the massager free and he goes straight behind Oliver. He jerks the panties off, puts more lube on his dick, lines up and slams inside Oliver. No finesse, no second thought, just pure fucking carnal lust.
Oliver’s mouth opens on a silent scream and then Leland latches onto his hips, riding him hard and fast while whispering something in his ear. Oliver’s fingers are turning white from the death grip he has on the table but he’s shoving back against Leland, taking it all.
“Goddamn,” Jace says, stepping up beside me. “I knew they’d be hot, but this is even better. And that corset on him? Good choice.”
We walk to stand on the backside of the table so we can watch, but the growing crowd can still see. I run my hand down Leland’s back and grip his ass. “He likes all things lacy, don’t you, pretty princess?”
“Yes,” Leland groans, slamming into Oliver. “Please, fuck me.” Vince shrugs in answer so I start undoing my pants. I get lube on my fingers and Leland shakes his head. “I want to feel the burn.”
Taking him at his word, I rub the lube onto my cock, grab his hip to slow his movement down and line up.
I push in at the same time Leland slides from Oliver, and he glides down my cock until my thighs are touching the back of his.
I step back slightly so he can move and he fucks Oliver while fucking himself on my cock.
My pants are pulled down to puddle around my ankles, and Vince’s hand slides across my ass. “Grab the table.”
I widen my stance as much as I can, grab the table and wait. It doesn’t take long before the smack of the paddle hitting my ass fills the room and my blood heats. It’s been so long since Vince spanked me, and I didn’t realize how much I needed it until now.
“Please tell me you told Jackson to record this,” Oliver says between moans.
“You know it, cum drop,” Jace answers. “I’m going to watch this on repeat. Tell me how good Leland feels inside you.”
“So good. He’s so deep.”
The paddle hits my ass again, harder this time and I jerk, causing me to slam inside Leland. We get a rhythm going and Vince lets loose on me, turning my ass hot and red.
“I’m going to come,” Leland groans. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
“Let it go, baby doll.”
Leland grabs onto Oliver’s hips tighter, buries himself deep and comes with the sexiest groan I’ve ever heard. His ass tightens up on me in a death grip, and I have to count backward from a hundred because Vince didn’t say I could come yet.
It’s going to be a long, awesome night.