Part III - The Trouble with Magic #5
It was time to get started. Nick stepped back, his balls tingling in anticipation, and swung the flogger in a wide arc, landing it right over Billy’s left cheek.
“Ow!” Billy cried out, though Nick was sure he was more surprised than hurt. It hadn’t been a hard blow. “One, sir!”
Nick grinned. “Good boy!”
He pulled the flogger back and hit him again, harder, on the other cheek. This time Billy let out a grunt, followed by a low moaning sound that had Nick’s balls feeling heavy and tight.
“Two, sir,” Billy said. He was clenching and unclenching his fists, wiggling his ass invitingly for Nick and his flogger.
“Do you like that?” Nick asked, moving closer and cupping Billy’s ass, feeling the hot flesh through his glove.
“I… Yes, sir. I liked it,” Billy said, gasping as Nick massaged his ass, fingers slipping between his cheeks and rubbing the sensitive skin close to his opening. Nick resisted the impulse to get down on his knees, spread Billy’s cheeks wide open, and eat him out until he squirmed.
There would be time for that kind of fun later.
“Can you take more?” Nick splayed his hand flat on Billy’s ass, like he was getting ready to spank it, and Billy took a deep breath.
“Yes, sir,” he said. He didn’t sound unsure of himself at all. Nick grinned. When they neared his limits, there would be a lot more hesitation in his voice.
Maybe holding back wasn’t as necessary as he thought? Nick walked over to the wall and took down the cowhide flogger. It was the same size as the deerskin, but it packed a bit more of a punch.
Feeling ramped up and in charge; Nick stomped back to the bench, got into position behind Billy, and swung the flogger in a wide arc. He hit Billy’s ass, making him scream out, and then brought it right back down on his other cheek with barely a second’s pause.
“Count!” he barked, landing a third blow. Billy was squirming in his bondage, but the cock pressed down between his thighs was leaking pre-cum like a faucet.
“Three, four, five! Sir!” Billy called out. Nick laughed and bent down behind him, smacking his ass with his hand and groping it.
The temptation of diving in for just a quick lick over Billy’s rim was too great. Billy squealed in surprise at the sudden pleasure, and Nick couldn’t take it any more. He had to free his cock.
Standing up and stepping back, Nick reached into his suit and freed his member, stroking it and squeezing his knot while he watched Billy’s ass. The flogger had made it nice and pink, but nothing that wouldn’t fade by nightfall.
“What do you want, Billy?” Nick asked, letting the strands of the flogger dangle over Billy’s ass, stroking his cock and the insides of his thighs.
“More, sir,” Billy said. He’d caught his breath, sounding eager for things to continue. “And I want to cum, sir.”
Nick laughed. “The only way you’re coming is from my cock in your ass. Is that what you want?”
Billy whined. “Yes, sir. Oh please, thank you. I want it!”
“Then you’re going to have to earn it.” Nick was grinning wide, his cock standing at full attention.
He brought the flogger up and swung it down on Billy’s ass.
Rather than stop and let Billy process the blow, Nick let his arm draw a horizontal figure eight in the air.
The continuous motion of his arm brought the flogger down on Billy’s cheek in a continuous stream of blows—left, right and then left again—the pattern repeating until Nick had painted Billy’s ass a nice glowing red.
When he stopped, having built up the beginnings of a sweat, Billy was twitching and moaning, and it took the boy a few seconds to realize that the steady blows had come to an end.
Nick draped himself over Billy’s back, nestling his cock between the boy’s glowing cheeks, and growled into his ear. “Are you ready to get fucked?”
Billy, breathless and limp, grinned and nodded. “So ready. I want to feel you inside my hole.”
Nick’s cock throbbed at Billy’s words, and he couldn’t help the aroused hitch of his breath. He felt so lucky. Whatever the elves on Krampus’s mountain were into, Nick doubted they could compete with Billy’s unguarded eagerness.
Nick reached down and grabbed a bottle of lube sitting next to the bench and poured a generous helping over his cock, uncaring of the mess he made of the floor.
His cock was pointing down toward Billy’s ass, the fullness of his erection making it heavy, and all Nick had to do was widen his stance and crouch down and the head of his cock was sliding down Billy’s crack and pushing against his hole.
Flinching, Billy visibly forced himself to relax as Nick moved the head of his cock up and down over his hole, teasing him but applying no pressure to get in.
“Please,” Billy muttered, his eyes clenched shut. Nick took hold of the base of his cock, squeezing his knot, and positioned himself right up against Billy’s entrance. Then he pushed.
“Fuck!” Billy cried out as Nick sheathed himself to the balls. Grunting, Nick snapped his hips forward and fucked his way into Billy’s tight ass, loving the way the tight hole opened up for him.
“Take it!” he ground out, pulling back and thrusting his cock back in.
Billy’s hole was like a vice, almost painfully tight, and Nick knew that Billy must be feeling the stretch something fierce.
He pulled out and delivered another thrust, his hips crashing into Billy’s ass as he seated his cock. “Fucking take it!”
Billy keened, a high-pitched sound of pain and pleasure, and didn’t reply. Nick draped himself over Billy’s back, reaching under the bench and holding on for leverage, and started jackhammering into the elf’s hole like he was drilling for oil.
“You like that?” he growled, teeth scraping over Billy’s ear. He loved feeling Billy under him, tied down and crushed by his weight, pinned by his massive cock. He couldn’t wait to cum and lock his knot firmly inside Billy’s hole.
“I… ugh… so good,” Billy mumbled, the words hard to make out. The general gist was clear though, and Nick increased the speed and strength of his already brutal thrusts.
Billy was fucking perfect.
“I don’t… yellow.” The word was strained, punctuated by Nick slamming his cock home. Nick froze, buried as deep inside Billy as he could get, sweating and feeling on the edge of orgasm.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, using his arms to push himself up so that he wasn’t putting all his weight on Billy’s back.
“I can’t… not so fast,” Billy said, breathless. “Hurts.”
Nick kissed his neck and pulled his cock out, shoving it in with a slow, sensual stroke. Billy shuddered and tried to arch his back.
“Better?” Nick asked. Billy moaned, the lines on his face smoothing out as he relaxed.
“Yeah… that’s… that feel good.”
Nick grinned and slowly withdrew his cock, pushing it back in at an angle so that he hit Billy’s prostate head on. The captive elf keened, overwhelmed, and started shaking.
He was coming.
Nick pulled out before he’d thrust all the way in, repeating the jab at Billy’s prostate with the thick head of his cock. Billy was trembling and sweating, gasping for breath as Nick made him shoot his load without once touching his cock.
“Oh my… I’m coming,” Billy moaned. He sounded awed, like he hadn’t believed it when Nick said he was going to fuck the cum out of him.
“Hold on,” Nick growled. He was right on the edge, his knot already starting to swell in preparation of locking him tight in Billy’s ass.
Lifting his chest up, Nick stood behind Billy with his boots firmly planted on the ground, big mitts grabbing Billy’s ass tight.
He pulled out, cum still dribbling out of Billy’s cock, and slammed his cock home hard enough to make Billy scream.
Pulling out, Nick repeated the thrust with a grunt of exertion. Nick knew that he had to cum soon. He was fucking Billy even harder than he had when Billy used his slow word, and he knew that he was right on the limit of what he could handle.
Five, six and seven thrusts, and Nick was coming. Gritting his jaw, holding Billy’s thighs so tight there would be bruises; Nick slammed his cock balls deep and collapsed on top of Billy’s back.
“Fuck I love your hole,” he said, voice gruff, wrapping his arms around Billy’s neck and holding him tight. The cum was shooting out of his cock in great big spurts, filling Billy’s insides, knot locking him tight and tying him in place.
“Heavy,” Billy said, struggling to breathe. Nick just grinned and pressed his face into Billy’s neck. If he had enough air to talk, the boy was fine.
“You can take it,” he said, knowing that he sounded both smug and cocky. Billy made a huffing sound, but he didn’t complain.
Nick spent a few minutes licking and biting Billy’s neck, pressing the elf’s throat into the crook of his elbow to keep his head exactly where he wanted it, before grudgingly reaching down and undoing the cuffs on his wrists.
Pulling himself up so that he was standing, legs still shaky from the intensity of his orgasm, Nick stroked his hands down Billy’s back and undid the strap over his waist. Billy was breathing hard now that Nick’s weight was off him, lying limp and dazed on the bench with his arms hanging by his sides, wrists still encircled by the unlocked cuffs.
He looked like something out of a fantasy.
Undoing the cuffs on Billy’s feet required some flexible bending on Nick’s part, and Billy was not at all pleased when Nick accidentally shifted his hips away so that his knot tugged on his rim.
“Ow!” Billy yelled, making Nick jump back into place so that his cock was once again buried deep. He’d succeeded in undoing all of Billy’s bondage though, so the pain wasn’t for nothing. He rubbed Billy’s back briskly, muttering, “You’re okay.”