Bondage (12 page)

The cane caught his eye, too, however, and he groaned softly.

Tobias beamed at them. "Oh, don't stop on my account."

Phan whimpered, squeezing his cock hard at the base in an obvious attempt not to come. "Sir," he said softly. "Not that. Please."

Tobias raised an eyebrow. "It's broken; you hardly think I'd strike you with it, do you?"

Phan shook his head wildly.

Tobias looked at Noah. "Do you have any idea how much it hurts to be properly caned? It falls well outside of my disciplinary discretion."

"But watching students stroke off in your office is fair game? What are you going to do with it, then?" Noah looked over at Phan and then back to Tobias. He was still leaning on the wall, his cock exposed. "You need to let him come, sir. Poor boy's in a state. Let him come, it'll be better after. Please?"

Tobias pulled himself up to sit on the desk and looked them both over as he arranged his robe neatly. Phan was almost quivering. Tobias clicked his tongue and leaned over, pulling open another drawer and picking up a tube of lube.

"Here," he said tossing the lube to Noah. "He can hold off long enough for you to get him ready, I'm sure."

Noah caught the tube, wide eyed. He looked at Phan, and swallowed hard. "You're going to let him do this?"

Phan closed his eyes. "Let's see. Take a hunk of wood up my ass instead the cock I'd been hoping for, or be disowned, thrown out of school, and sent into a life of God knows what? Hmm." He opened his eyes and looked at Noah. "Plus, it's not like I've
never
had anything that wasn't purely anatomical jammed into me."

Tobias resisted the urge to roll his eyes, noticing that talking and having to think to stay in the scene seemed to have gotten Phan under control again. "I'm not going to do it, anyway," he said with a slight smile.

Noah turned and glared at Tobias. "Prick," he said, and then looked at Phan. He moved to him and ran his hands down Phan's back. "Put your hands on the desk, okay?" he said softly. He got his fingers into the waistband of Phan's pants to pull them down.

It was gratifying how fast Phan moved, bending slightly at the waist and clinging to the edge of the desk.

"Little close," Tobias noted, looking down at Phan's head, which was almost in his lap.

"Should give you your thrills," Phan said dryly, nuzzling Tobias' hip. The boy had nerve, he had to give him that. Again.

Tobias looked at Noah and raised an eyebrow. "Waiting," he said, his voice carrying a hint of growl. He could feel Phan's breath warming him through the robe and his trousers.

"Don't rush me." Noah took a deep breath and was doing a damn good job of looking like he didn't plan to enjoy any of this. Tobias doubted that to be true at all. Noah slicked his fingers and stood behind Phan before sliding one between his cheeks and then slipping it slowly inside him.

"Oh, shit," Phan gasped. His hips rocked forward and then back, and his head lowered to rest on Tobias' thigh.

Tobias smirked and stroked his hair, then tugged hard. "Problem?"

"No, sir. Yes, sir. Oh, God."

"That's very succinct of you." He looked at Noah and then at his hand, watching Noah's finger slide slowly in and out of Phan's ass. "And do you have a problem?" he asked politely.

"Only if he does," Noah growled. His eyes were also on his own hand as he carefully added a second finger to the first.

"Do you want him to stop?" Tobias asked Phan.

"No, sir," Phan panted. "Oh, God, no!"

"There you go," Tobias said to Noah. "Proceed."

Noah worked his fingers in Phan, prodding him deeper and deeper in long steady strokes. "How's that feel, Phantom?" he asked, his other hand migrating to his own cock. He started stroking slowly in time with his fingers.

Phan shuddered. "Good," he said, his voice both low and throaty as well as muffled against Tobias' robe. "Noah."

Tobias watched Noah's hands, both of them, and reached for the cane, simply to keep from joining in. "See?" he said. "He likes it. You both do. Hardly punishment."

"You're not here," Noah said simply.

"Oh, but I am," Tobias said serenely. "Your fingers are mine. I'm touching you, I'm touching him -- he's close enough to smell me."

"Smell musty," Phan muttered.

Tobias pulled Phan's hair, lifting his head up. "Lick it," he said, holding the handle of the cane to Phan's face. It wasn't thick, but it was definitely phallic, smooth and rounded.

Phan glared at him and opened his mouth, moaning as Tobias set the smooth wood on his tongue.

"Suck it," Tobias ordered. "Suck my cock."

Phan whimpered, his mouth closing around the handle.

Noah raised his eyes to the cane and watched Phan take the handle between his lips. He grunted and pushed his fingers deeper, twisting them inside Phan.

Phan groaned, his eyes going wide and his gaze flying to Tobias' face. He was too close, and Tobias found himself in a predicament. He glanced at Noah and at the now wet cane handle and smiled.

He looked back at Phan and winked.

Phan's eyes rolled back and he came, crying out around the cane, his tongue pushing it out as he panted. "Noah, God, yes! Sir," he gasped, his head falling once more to Tobias' thigh, which he rubbed and nuzzled like a kitten.

Tobias sighed and looked at the cane, his cock twitching. "Looks like this is for you then, Mr. Dolan."

Noah's eyes narrowed. "Haven't you had enough, you perv?"

"Not hardly. Be so kind to your... friend as to help him sit, will you?" He got off the desk and reached for the lube, watching Noah's face.

Noah tugged his fingers free and reached for Phan, supporting him into a chair. "You okay?" he asked Phan, smoothing a hand over one shoulder.

Phan nodded, pulling Noah down for a fast kiss. "Be fine. Whoa." He shook his head and slouched down in the seat, trying to look like he was struggling to pull up his pants, but not managing to hide a huge grin.

Tobias smirked and smoothed lube on the cane. "Mr. Dolan?"

"Forget it; you've seen enough, old man." Noah started to tuck his stiff cock back into his pants.

Tobias dropped the cane and took Noah by the scruff of his neck, pushing him up against the wall in a fast, smooth move. "All right, little boy. Here's the situation," he hissed. "You bend over the desk and take it, or I call your father. And expel you. And call your friend's father. There will be Mr. Bradley as well, and you'll be very publicly made to tell what you were doing in the library -- and you won't get away with that feeble hand job story you tried out on me. Enough?"

Noah jerked once, but he wasn't really trying to get away. He kicked the wall and growled. "Fine."

"Wonderful." Tobias pulled away and shoved Noah to the desk. "Pants down."

Noah pushed his pants down angrily and they fell neatly around his ankles.

"Bend over, please, and spread your legs." He picked up the cane once more and glanced at Phan, who was watching avidly. He rolled his eyes and Phan blushed, immediately dropping his eyes and getting back into character.

"Leave him alone," Phan said sullenly. "Got what you wanted, didn't you?"

"Hell, no. I wanted to ram this up your ass."

Phan winced. "Sorry, Noah."

"Not your fault, Phan, he's a pig," Noah said, spitting out the last few words. He turned and lay over the desk, spreading his legs as wide as the pants around his ankles would let him. He took hold of the far edge with his fingers.

"And you're a slut," Tobias said smoothly, shoving his fingers into Noah's ass.

"Fuck!" Noah gasped and pressed his forehead into the desktop. "Ah, Jesus."

Tobias thrust again, feeling Noah cling to him, his ass opening and letting him in, even if his character seemed to be resisting. "So, Phan. Did you ever get this far, or was it all fumbles and pretty kisses?"

Phan was staring, the hand in his lap twitching. "Shut up," he said through gritted teeth.

"Ah, jealousy. Such an ugly thing." Tobias moved his fingers, playing a little before he reached around showed Noah the cane. "Don't worry. It won't hurt much."

Noah just growled at him. "Go on, get it over with."

"Oh, I like it when they're eager," Tobias said with a grin. He pulled his fingers free without ceremony and set the cane handle at Noah's hole, pushing slowly. "Watch, Phantom. See him take it. This is what a slut does."

"Screw you," Noah said in response, but then he sighed at the intrusion, and moaned softly.

"No, I believe it's you being screwed," Tobias said, twisting the cane a little as he sank it into Noah's ass. He turned it again as he pulled it back, fucking him slowly. "Tell you what -- you don't come until I say so, and I'll let you and your friend suck me off after."

"Goodie," Noah groaned.

"One can only hope." Tobias watched the cane, the smooth and slick handle, as it went in and out of Noah's ass. He watched Noah's hips move with it, tiny motions Noah couldn't stop, and he watched Phan's hand stop flexing as he started to rub at himself through his pants. "Let me hear you, boy," Tobias said. "Let Phantom hear what he's missing. He's getting off on this, you know. He's hard again, wanting."

"Phan?" Noah pushed back more this time, groaning. "Feels good, makes me want it, want more. Want you." He moaned louder. "Should be you, Phan."

"Will be," Phan promised. "Pretend it is--"

"No. It's me, boy. My cane up your ass. Be glad it's not my cock, it's far wider. Think of this as the easy part." He grinned and twisted the cane again, speeding up and pushing harder, starting to fuck Noah in earnest. "Take it, Noah. Take it and know it's me doing it to you, making you feel so good. Making you leak and throb and ache."

"Oh, God." Noah whimpered and rolled his hips with it, rubbing his cock on the desktop. "Oh, God, Phan? Phan... feels good, makes me need... oh, God." He planted his elbows on the desk and pushed up until he was braced on them, arching his back. "Oh!"

"That's it," Tobias whispered. "Take it and hold on." He thrust the cane into Noah again and again, hitting the same spot.

Phan shoved his hand in his pants, whimpering when Tobias glared at him. "Take it out," Tobias ordered. "Your hand, not your dick."

"Bastard," Phan groaned, pulling his hand free.

"Ah, fuck," Noah growled. "Want... oh, God, right there. Good! Oh... oh, Jesus." He was panting hard now, and up on his toes, moving as Tobias fucked him with the wood. "Yes, yes, please... Want to come, please, please," he babbled riding the stick as Tobias thrust it into him.

"Not yet." Tobias looked at Noah's ass swallowing the cane, and then at Phan. "Suck him."

Phan leapt forward, crawling between Noah and the desk to grab Noah's cock and aim it into his mouth.

"Come in his throat and I'll let you--"

Noah didn't give Phan much time. He reached one hand down and tangled his fingers into the hair at the back of Phan's head, and used the leverage to shove his cock into Phan's mouth and deeper, into his throat. "Oh, fuck! Yes!" Noah shot hard down Phan's throat, moaning and whimpering with the release. "Yes, yes, oh, God, yes."

Tobias raised an eyebrow at the intensity, pleased and proud of his boys. "Well done," he said, easing the cane out of Noah and going to sit in the chair Phan had abandoned while they caught their breath. Phan was still suckling, licking Noah's cock clean and petting his thighs, his own legs spread wide.

Noah came down quickly, much more quickly than usual, which made Tobias grin a little smugly. He pulled Phan to him and leaned on the desk, then looked over at Tobias. "What did you say was next on your agenda, sir?" Noah practically purred at him.

That sounded a little more positive than it had when he was resisting being fucked. Tobias raised an eyebrow, unsure of the change, but flipped his robes open so they could see his erection pushing at his trousers. "My cock, your mouths."

Noah leaned over and whispered something in Phan's ear. They looked at each other, practically giddy, and then Phan moved to Tobias and knelt to undo Tobias' fly. Noah was right behind him, kneeling close as well. Once Phan got them open, the pair tugged Tobias' trousers around his ass and pushed them all the way down to his ankles.

Tobias watched them warily, but Phan almost immediately swallowed him down, mouth hot and wet, suction light. Tobias groaned and thrust up a little, his head falling back for a moment as he just enjoyed it. Phan's mouth wasn't Noah's, and the difference was a huge turn-on.

Noah slipped his arm around Phan and fondled Tobias' balls, making a bit of a show of how hard they were to get to with Tobias so far back in his chair. "Come forward, sir. Come forward so I can get my mouth on them." His voice went into that low and husky register. "Come on, scoot forward."

A warning bell went off in Tobias' head, but his hips had already moved, and the warning fell silent as Phan sucked hard.

After that it was mostly sensation. Phan's mouth was hot and sweet around him and then Noah joined him, crawling under Phan and licking Tobias' balls for a few moments as promised. But then he was moving, farther and farther back, across his perineum until Noah's hot tongue encountered his hole.

"Oh, God!" Tobias arched, his body convulsing before he could get control. He gripped Phan's shoulder, the other hand clutching the chair. "Oh, shit," he gasped, eyes closed tight as Phan took him deeper. Noah's tongue dragged over his hole and Tobias gritted his teeth to keep from begging.

Tobias felt hands shove his knees wide; he wasn't even sure whose. Noah's tongue danced and flickered across his ass, teasing his hole and threatening to push inside.

"Please!" He didn't mean to say it, but he did. He wasn't even sure what he was asking for, but he wanted it. Wanted more and wanted hard and fast and so very, very much. "Please, more," he begged.

Noah's tongue invaded him finally, pushing through and inside him over and over. Warm fingers rolled and tugged at his balls and Phan was making little grunting wet sounds, never letting up, sucking him down deep, his head bobbing in Tobias' lap.

Tobias gasped, all the air in his lungs rushing out. He was helpless, couldn't even move as Phan went down on him and Noah sent him higher and higher. He was on fire -- was fire itself -- racing and raging and screaming. He tensed, felt the impossible tightness of his stomach, and then he began to shake, his orgasm slamming into him two heartbeats before he began to shoot.