XXX'd Box Set (books 1-4) (gay humiliation role-play BDSM erotica) (12 page)

Kyle looked back to him and swallowed, but
followed the order. Dan couldn’t help a small smile at getting exactly what he
wanted. Preppy boy on his knees, ready to suck two cocks.So fucking hot. Dan
couldn’t wait to see spunk on those pretty pale lips of his.

“Kyle, don’t be scared, it’ll be all right,”
muttered Eric, but he closed his mouth once Dan pointed the gun at him.

“You, shut up. Right fucking now. Come here, boy,
as soon as you’re done.”

Kyle licked his lips and crawled to Dan on hands
and knees. Knew his place, didn’t even get up. He was slender like a young
tiger, and Dan’s blood thumped in his veins at the thought that another man was
watching his boyfriend act like that. He stole a glance at Eric, but the guy
was too busy ogling Kyle’s ass to notice.

“Silence that fucker.” Dan dropped a roll of duct
tape to the floor and kicked it toward Kyle.

Fortunately, Eric didn’t protest either. Having
two guys under his thumb made Dan swell with power. He could almost smell the
arousal of his two bitches in the air, and he could get drunk on it. His cock
stiffened as he watched Kyle put duct tape on their sex accessory’s mouth.

Satisfied, Dan leaned against the wall and
gestured for Kyle to crawl right back. As much as he loved listening to the
sound of his knees shuffling on the floor, they would have to get a carpet so
that Kyle wouldn’t end up hurting himself.

Kyle sat back on his heels at Dan’s feet and
looked up without a word, clenching his hands on his thighs. His breaths were
short, and Dan could now see his jeans were bulged at the front.

Dan raised his gun and put the barrel against the
center of Kyle’s forehead, watching his lover flush. “What do you think I
want?”

Kyle’s pupils widened, and he froze, with sweat
beading on his flushed face. “C--credit cards?” he uttered. Silly boy. Kyle was
smarter than that.

Dan smiled and leaned down, tracing the gun down
Kyle’s temple, across his cheek, all the way to his lips. “Try harder, bitch.”

“But I have a boyfriend,” he whispered against the
gun, pretending he was an innocent. Dan couldn’t wait to rip that red-cheeked
façade apart. He was a predator ready to pounce his prey.

Dan chuckled and fisted Kyle’s hair in one sudden
move. “Do as I say or that gun will become your abusive boyfriend.”

Kyle’s lips parted, and he quickly nodded, trying
to pull away from the weapon. “I will, I’m sorry,” he blurted out, putting his
palms on Dan’s thighs to keep distance.

Dan twisted his hand in Kyle’s hair, forcing him
to crook his neck, and stared at the sharp edge of his jaw. “And what do bitch
boys do so that their boyfriends are good to them? They suck their cocks.” He
tapped the gun against Kyle’s lips again. A shiver went down his spine when he
imagined the cold steel touching that warm mouth.

“Will you let us go if I give you oral sex?” Kyle
swallowed, his nostrils flaring. ‘Oral sex’, how quaint and genteel was that?
Dan almost snorted. Eric’s eyes were glued to the scene and Dan couldn’t wait
to share Kyle on his own terms. Give Eric that bit of heaven, just to take it
away later.

“Now suck on that gun, or I’ll shoot a bullet
through your throat,” growled Dan, pressing the gun more insistently into
Kyle’s mouth.

That set Kyle into motion, and he opened his lips
for the metal, shyly, as if it really was the first cock he’d ever touched. But
just moments later, Kyle took the whole barrel into his cock-hungry mouth and
sucked on the thing until his eyes watered.

“Good, do it louder, cherish it.” Dan slowly
petted the top of Kyle’s head. “I want you to suck it as if you were hungry for
its hot load.”

Kyle’s breath became raspy as he started bobbing
his head on the gun with loud, slurpy noises that made Dan’s cock want to jerk
out of his pants. He saw Eric gently rock his hips in the same rhythm as Kyle’s
head, his eyes glazing over. He was clearly getting a horrible case of blue
balls, but he had no right to protest, since he'd agreed to participate in it
all.

“Don’t stop sucking, but take my cock out.” Dan
sighed, looking to the handsome face of the man kneeling at his feet.

Kyle’s eyes widened, and he gagged on the gun but
proceeded to unbutton Dan’s jeans. His face was red like a ripened apple, and
he slightly parted his thighs. It was a delicious experience to feel his
trembling fingers fumble with the fly and lower the jeans to pull out his cock.
Dan shivered when his heated skin clashed with the cool air, and he took a
raspy breath, looking straight into Kyle’s eyes, challenging him.

Kyle pulled away from the gun, his lips reddened
and as ready for cocksucking as ever. Dan couldn’t wait to force his dick down
Kyle’s throat and fuck it like he owned it.

“Could my boyfriend not watch?” he whispered and
kissed the tip of Dan’s dick to put an exclamation mark at the end of his
question.

“Your boyfriend? Just look at him.” Dan pushed
Kyle’s face toward Eric with the gun. “He’s getting hard watching me make you
deepthroat a gun. I think he wants to stay.”

When Kyle looked back, Eric instantly shook his
head and mumbled something under the duct tape. “That’s not true,” Kyle
whimpered, pulling farther away from Dan’s cock.

“Of course it is. Look at that fucking bulge in
his pants.” Dan gave him a gentle slap, delighting in the tingle that spread
over his palm when their skin came into contact. “It’s porn to him, and you’re
nothing but a warm, sweaty sex doll, aren’t you?”

“No, I love him,” Kyle muttered breathlessly,
cowering from the hit.

Warm satisfaction spread throughout Dan's body, as
if carried by blood. He knew all too well that his spunk-hungry boyfriend was
all up for roughing up, and the role-play turned him on as much as sex.
Sometimes, Kyle would get hard just from getting a slap and being talked down
to.

“But he doesn’t love you. Tell me, does he fuck
your throat like it’s just an open hole for anyone to take?” whispered Dan,
barely keeping breathlessness out of his voice.

“No, I’m a good boy.” Kyle pouted. You wish, Kyle.
But the ridiculous lie got Dan so amused, Kyle managed to slip out of his grip
and pull away only to fall on his ass.

“No? You deepthroated my gun without any trouble.
And he fucks your ass, doesn’t he?” Dan raised his foot and gently pressed it
against Kyle’s crotch.

“Only a few times.” Kyle inched away, his face so
red, it looked as if it could burst from all the blood. He had to be hot like a
furnace, and his cock was stiff and attentive. Dan would love to just pull
Kyle’s pants down and fuck him right there on the floor, but that he could do
on any other day. This was only the beginning.

“So, you’re a collection of holes and arms? Every
other guy has them. Girls have even more. There’s nothing special about you.”
Dan gave him a crooked smile, eyes screwed to that lovely face as he was
breathing in the raw emotion on display.

“What do you want from me then?” Kyle inched
farther away on the floor.

“Open that mouth-hole. I want to try it out. Ease
it over my dick.” Dan whistled to call the puppy back to his feet.

Kyle licked his lips and just sat there, but as
soon as Dan pointed the gun at Eric, he shuffled his way on all fours.

“Come on. I know you’re a little cock slut.” Dan
bit his lip, watching Kyle in this helpless, subservient position, on his
knees, slouched forward, wide-eyed, and shaking. It made Dan want to place his
signature in white all over this pretty face. “Suck it.”

Kyle turned his head for one more look at Eric.
Was he embarrassed about a stranger watching, or was he already in the
role-play headspace, where he had to endure sucking off a criminal to keep his
boyfriend safe. He was the type to make a sacrifice like that, take a cock for
the team. He was such a good boy.

Kyle opened his lips and closed them over the tip
of Dan’s cock. Dan started rubbing his palm all over Kyle’s heated face, and
then pushed it onto the top of his head to grab the short hair and ruin the
prim and proper hairdo.

“I said suck.”

Instead of taking in the shaft, Kyle was being a
stubborn goat and started sucking on just the head. Dan knew all too well what
that meant. It was defiance saying: ‘make me do it’. He grinned.

“You wanna play, huh?” He slapped Kyle’s cheek
with a loud smack. “Want me to just shove it in and do all the work for you?
Can’t even suck properly, I wouldn’t pay ten bucks for that.”

Kyle pulled back, breathing in a large gulp of
air. “No, I want you to leave us alone."

Dan exhaled and roughly yanked him back by the
hair, pushing his cock past the quivering lips and into the tight throat that
constricted around it immediately. Kyle gagged, but stayed put like the good
boy he claimed to be. His eyes watered as he looked up at Dan, setting his
hands on Dan’s thighs, but not really pushing away. The well known hot, wet
tightness was bliss, and Dan groaned with satisfaction.

He pulled his hips back, withdrawing just to let
his boy take some air, and then pushed forward, embedding his whole cock
inside. His eyes locked on Kyle’s. “You do know about sucking, don’t you? I bet
a cocksucker like you is already wishing for my cum down his throat,” he
breathed, holding his lover in a steady grip.

Kyle let out a nasal whine and gently shook his
head as much as Dan would let him, only stimulating him more in the process.
Dan looked up at Eric, strapped to the chair and gagged, but mesmerized as if
he were on a trip to Disneyland and seeing the castle for the first time. Dan
would bet the guy was jealous, and showing off just how eager Kyle was to take
a cock down his throat got Dan drunk on power. He watched his boyfriend’s eyes
redden, his skin flush, as he waited for the moment when Kyle wouldn’t be able
to hold back his need for air anymore.

One more second, two… and there it was, a tear
sliding down Kyle’s cheek as he violently pulled back, fighting the hand in his
hair and grunting. Yet he would never hurt the dick in his mouth with teeth.
Sweet boy, so caring.

Dan leaned down to look into those frightened
brown eyes, gently clasping his fingers around Kyle’s neck and sliding the
barrel of his fake gun over the sweaty skin. “You like that, little cunt?”

Kyle tried to shake his head again, but the
straining, stiff cock in his pants was telling another story. He mewled in
protest, but it was stilled by a stronger smack to his cheek.

“Yes sir, I love it!” hissed Dan.

“I love it, sir,” Kyle whispered, stealing a
glance at the gun. The boy should be doing theater club, he’d thrive there.

“Not good enough!” Dan pressed his thumb into
Kyle’s Adam’s apple and put the gun against his temple. “What do you love,
bitch?”

“I love your cock down my throat, sir,” Kyle
squealed, though the last word was a bit raspy. The fingers on Dan’s thighs
started trembling, and that only made Dan’s dick throb. Turning Kyle into a
puddle of Jell-O turned him on like crazy.

“Good. Tell me more, let your boyfriend know what
you think.” Dan licked his lips and roughly slapped his dick against Kyle’s
face. It was such a treat to watch him like this. All Dan wanted was to ram it
inside and rough up Kyle’s throat so hard he would get the front of his shirt
all wet with saliva.

“I--I… I’m a cum-hungry slut, sir,” Kyle said
between one deep breath and another. “I need a dick in my mouth.” He sniffed,
tearing up again, but that sight only made Dan smile. It meant Kyle was into
the scene, all emotional, with adrenaline rushing through his veins and making
his body lose control. It was all Dan’s doing.

“Yeah?” Dan lapped at Kyle’s temple, savoring the
salt of the sweat with a groan. “Beg for it, cunt.”

Kyle squeezed his eyes shut at the gesture and
shook all over. “Please let me taste your cum, sir,” he said quietly and opened
his mouth wide.

Perfection. Every time Kyle pleaded like that, Dan
felt like the king of the world, like he could move mountains. It wasn’t
because he was forcing a guy to do it, but because he knew that it was exactly
what Kyle wanted, but was too shy to admit to on a regular basis. Sometimes,
Dan thought that the role-playing Kyle was maybe not the ‘real’ one, but the
most sexualized version of his boyfriend. Stripped raw to his most basic needs,
eager to spread his legs wide and take two guys in one evening. Unless he
decided he wasn’t ready after all and said ‘Paris’.

Dan bit on Kyle’s ear, breathing in his sweet and
fresh scent, delighted by the warmth radiating off his skin. He'd never met a
man who turned him on as much as Kyle, a perfect mixture of good and naughty in
one gorgeous package. He suddenly straightened his back and popped his dick
back into that warm, waiting mouth, all the way past the gag reflex. He loved
the way Kyle’s five o’clock shadow scratched his balls where they rested on his
bottom boy’s chin.

“Look at me. You still feel like crying?”

Kyle’s eyelids flew open, revealing his reddened
whites, but there were no more tears. Dan knew they would come eventually, and
he couldn’t wait for them. All Kyle could do was whimper again, sending those
wonderful vibrations all the way up his cock, breaking down Dan’s patience.
With his eyes fixed on Kyle’s, he grabbed onto his ears and started a rhythm of
push and pull. The sight of his cock entering a saucy mouth all the way, only
to reappear, all wet, would never get old. Within seconds, he was pounding
Kyle’s mouth-hole in earnest, and there were tears again, streaming down Kyle’s
face and mingling with the saliva that Kyle was now involuntarily oozing out
every time Dan gave him some slack.

Kyle gagged and grunted, but never actually
pinched Dan’s thigh, which would be the safeword for when he had his hands free
but his mouth full. Nope, Kyle held his mouth and throat wide open for fucking
like its only purpose were to service Dan. It was actually kinda nice that Kyle
wasn’t the kind of guy who wanted an open relationship. His slutty side was
only Dan’s. Except for when they both agreed they wanted someone else in the
bedroom. Dan looked up at Eric, all red faced as if his whole body was one,
big, throbbing erection. The first guy who would see Kyle fucked by Dan. The
first guy to get a piece of them both. There was still some anxiety lingering
in Dan about how he would feel when he saw Kyle sucking Eric off, but it was
too hard to focus on that when that tight, tight throat constricted over his
dick. So he forcefully pulled Kyle off it and spat in his already wet face. His
whole body was throbbing for release.