Chapter 16 #5
“Good boy. If at any point tonight gets to be too much, or you need a break, you use that word, alright?” He hands the empty glass to Nylan, who apparently still hasn’t left the room. The others have sort of been coming and going as they watch and wait for their turn.
“Yes, Sir.” I nod my head.
“I would have been here sooner, but I wanted to be a good host,” he lies with a grin as he rubs the head of his cock against my ass. “I’ll have my turn before Arik, at least.” Wait, why does he want to make sure he goes before Arik?
I don’t get the chance to ask because Sir slams himself home in one long thrust. It almost knocks the wind out of me, forcing some half-yell, half-moan from my lips.
With the way everyone is just making themselves at home in my ass, I’m glad I wore that plug so much earlier.
Once he’s firmly planted inside, he only waits a few seconds before pulling back and repeating the process.
He’s taking a page out of Bull’s book, using the chains to control my movements as much as his own legs.
Of course, the man who’s fucked me the most the past few months is able to get me close right away.
This is what, number five? And there’s gods know how many more coming?
With the way Khazak is stroking almost his entire cock in and out of me, it only takes a few more before my leg starts to twitch as I cum dry once again.
Not stopping for a second, Sir pounds away, my hole unable to resist even if it wants to.
When my eyes aren’t rolling back in my head, I watch his face, his eyes locked down on the place where his dick and my ass meet.
It’s clear that he’s chasing his own orgasm, and the fact that I’ve had one is purely incidental.
..which somehow makes everything even hotter and sends me over the edge again. Fuck.
I can’t really focus much after that because Sir starts fucking faster and faster.
I do hear (and feel) him cum with a muted shout a minute later, body shuddering as he adds his cum to the mixture already inside of me.
I groan weakly when he stands and slowly extracts himself, bending over to give me a long, languid kiss before pulling away completely.
Things are back in focus when Arik approaches me next.
In the dim light, I can make out the twin gold rings piercing his nipples, as well as the numerous dark tattoos covering his chest and stomach.
At first, I think he’s wearing a jockstrap himself, but then I see the straps aren’t fabric, more like a harness for his waist. There’s also the matter of the giant fake cock hanging off the end of it.
It’s dark brown, and detailed, a solid piece of polished wood standing out straight from his crotch.
I look up to ask him what that’s about when I notice a pair of scars on his chest, just below his nipples.
That makes something in my head click. I think I know what’s going on, but I’m not sure and don’t really know how you ask about that, and it feels like there’s a lot of potential to come off as rude, and I holyfuckthatthingishuge.
“Captain, you owe me a gral!” Arik calls over his shoulder. “He took it no problem.”
That may be up for debate, as the more “it” is pushed inside of me, the more I feel like I’m being stretched to my limit.
Arik seems to sense this, slowing down while I take a few deep breaths.
Patience pays off because a few more deep breaths, and he’s all the way in, or at least as deep as my body is gonna allow right now.
“You know what my favorite part of using this is?” Arik nods down toward his “tool.” “Unlike the others, I do not get tired after I cum.”
My wide eyes stare into his evil ones as he slides back before punching back in fast. I more scream than moan, no longer able to keep my voice down.
Grabbing hold of the frame on either side of him, Arik anchors himself as he fucks into me, making me twitch and squirm with every stroke.
The more he fucks and massages that wonderful little spot inside of me, the louder and more high-pitched my voice gets.
I cum five times in the next fifteen minutes.
I think. I know I came that many times. I’m just not sure how long it’s been, or what time it is, or that my name is Daniel.
Donny? Derrick. Whatever. I’m not sure exactly how Arik’s cock works, but he certainly seems to be enjoying himself as much as I have.
He came at least twice, or at least put on a very convincing act.
It’s only after his third that he finally pulls out, wiping the sweat from his brow with one hand.
“He is all yours, Rockfang,” Arik tells Ragnar with a smirk and a smack on the ass as he exits. I’m so out of it I didn’t even notice him coming into the room.
Rolling his eyes, Ragnar approaches me, as naked as everyone else in his position has been. He is ready to go.
“The captain is lucky I do not mind sloppy seconds. Or sixths,” he tells me cockily as he teases my very-open hole with the head of his dick.
Though I suspect we both know the real reason Khazak relegated him to the last slot.
I think about my sore, red ass, which has only been made worse by all of the thighs slapping against it. This better not be his only punishment.
I’m not even able to respond, just groan weakly as I’m entered once again.
Ragnar doesn’t take his time, eager to catch up to the rest of the party goers.
..who are starting to come back into this room and watch, a few already back to full hardness.
Oh gods, this is my last birthday. This is how I die.
I’m conscious when Ragnar finally breeds me, but I couldn’t tell you how we got there.
I know I came, and I can feel his cum leaking out of me, along with everyone else’s.
But before I can do anything about that, Nylan is pulling his booster-box back into place.
He only pauses when Sir tells him to wait, making sure I drink more water before throwing me back to the wolves.
After Nylan cums in me for the second time, everyone else fucks me again as well, though I don’t remember the order.
At some point, I’m taken out of the sling and moved to the bed, so that the men have access to my mouth as well.
The one thing I do remember is Nylan cumming in me two more times before the other tops began to get a little restless, and him a little dick hungry, and he’s pulled onto the bed alongside me.
Things get really blurry after that. I know later we moved from the bed to the couch, Ny and I both bent over it side by side, two men behind us and two in front. After a while, there’s no keeping track of who’s doing what or even what room we’re in. It’s just a big hot sweaty sex blur.
By the time everyone leaves, it’s late, midnight having long since passed.
I have a vague recollection of people saying good night, and Khazak closing the door, but it’s not until he picks me up to carry me to the bathroom that I start getting lucid.
It’s a little awkward. Even with our size difference, it’s still one grown man carrying another, but he pulls it off, just like he does everything else.
Why did you have to go and screw things up with him again?
Setting me down on the sink counter, he bends over the tub to turn on the water.
Then, while he waits for it to fill up, he stands in front of me, reaching down to unlock the cage and free me.
My dick gives a half-hearted attempt to get hard but gives up pretty quickly. I’m too exhausted and fucked out.
Once the large tub is filled with lightly steaming water, Khazak moves me from the sink and helps me to gently sit down in the tub.
I hiss when my ass comes into contact with the water, then again when he climbs in behind me and moves me to his lap.
The water comes up to around my navel, high enough to cover all of my especially sore bits.
Leaning back, Khazak pulls me to lay back against him.
Strong hands work their way down my upper thighs, massaging and stretching the sore muscles.
He gently dips between them, and as they move closer to my ass, the touches become lighter, my owner taking my abused flesh into account.
Gentle fingers sweep along my crack, and I instinctually spread my legs to give him better access.
“Any pain?” The question is mumbled into my hair as the fingers gently clean away the stickiness it finds on my skin.
“’s sore,” I mumble back. “That’s all.”
“You were wonderful tonight, puppy.” The finger leaves me briefly as I watch Khazak slip a bar of soap into his hand. “I am proud to have been able to share you like that with our friends.”
I smile, my body feeling warmer as it flushes at the praise.
I don’t have any more words, content to let Khazak bathe me, using the soap to gently scrub the cum and oil from my body.
It stings at times, my muscles beyond sore, but he’s as gentle as he can be.
Afterward, when he’s drying me off with a big fluffy towel, I pull him closer, kissing him gently on the chest before laying my head against it, listening to the beat of his heart.
Then he reattaches the cage before bed, and I’m back to grumbling.