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The next day was a repeat of the day before, except McCarty
came out dressed as a punk teenager. Don
wondered if the owner of the B&B had noticed the changes and thought
McCarty was sharing his room.
McCarty went to the grocery store, the video store (“more
art-y movies,” David confirmed), and then to the bank. He moved in and out of the bank like a normal
customer. Don wished that he had Megan
here, that maybe she could spot what McCarty was watching for. Then again, considering what David and Colby
were doing, it was probably just as well that Megan wasn’t here. It was complicated enough as it was.
Don watched David and Colby all day and still didn’t see any
signs of what had happened in the motel room the night before. And what had happened after he left the room,
what he had heard .... He winced and
banished that image. Was it …
possible? Could that kind of
relationship really stay on one side of a motel room door?
McCarty went out to dinner at a local fast food joint and
then went back to his B&B. They
watched him until he went inside. Don
checked his watch and saw that the bank had been closed for over an hour.
He cleared his throat.
“How about watching the rest of Die Hard?”
David gave him a curious look and Don shrugged. “Love that movie.”
They swung back by the fast food restaurant and picked up burgers
to go. The weather was growing quickly
worse and they were anxious to get inside.
Back in the room, they ate and watched the rest of the movie. David and Colby were involved in their food
and then critiquing the movie. Don had
begun to relax by the time the credits rolled.
Then the movie was over and Colby stood up and turned off
the TV. He gave Don a semi-apologetic
shrug, then with a growl, climbed right into David’s lap and began to kiss him
fiercely.
Don jumped to his feet and then … stood there. Watching Colby’s strong fingers move down
David’s neck and under the collar of his t-shirt.
He tried to move, but he seemed stuck in place, his eyes
following David’s hand as it slid under Colby’s shirt. Did he really want to go back to his empty
motel room? They could be stuck in
Watson for weeks, waiting for McCarty to make his move. Weeks of watching David and Colby, weeks of
hearing their noises in the night.
Still, this was impossible.
Not going to happen. He willed himself to turn around and go back
to his room.
He stood there too long and David and Colby looked up.
“Still here?” David
asked in surprise.
“Still here,” Colby confirmed with a smile.
“Sit back down?”
David offered.
Don gave a tight shake of his head and remained where he
was, muscles locked.
David pulled himself out of Colby’s arms and stood up. He stared at Don, his eyes cool,
assessing. “I think what we have here is
a man who needs some encouragement, some … persuasion. How about you let us do the persuading?” David stepped closer and Don forced himself
to hold his ground. “We can be very
persuasive.” David passed behind him,
then spoke, his breath hot on Don’s ear.
“What you need is a safety – a word that will make everything stop and
let you go back to your safe room. Let’s
do … apple. Yes, apple.”
He raised his voice slightly, “How does apple sound,
Granger?”
“Apple, got it,” Colby said, circling around to Don’s right.
David continued, “So if anything happens that you don’t
want, you say ‘apple’. Or if you can’t
talk for some reason, snap your fingers twice.
You can snap your fingers, right?”
Don’s hand responded automatically and he gave David two
snaps.
“Good.” David
smiled. “Now you understand that if you
say ‘No’ or ‘Stop’ or anything like that, we’re going to ignore you. Just ‘apple’ or two snaps.”
Don’s mouth was bone dry and he swallowed convulsively. How could David know? How could he have guessed that Don would need
to be able to say the word “No”? That he
would want it and not want it at the same time?
And he did want … something. Some
of that energy that sizzled between the two of them. He wanted some of that
warmth and intensity focused on him.
David was right, what he had said two days ago – it would be nice to
have someone want him, lust after him, give him pleasure with no strings
attached. There are always strings, he reminded himself, but he was losing
the argument. He was already feeling a
flush of anticipation and arousal.
This is not going to
happen, not going to happen. Don’s
mouth worked but no sound came out. He
tried again and got out a hoarse whisper. “Okay.”
David stepped closer.
“Do you understand what I’m saying, do you agree?”
“Yes,” he said more firmly.
The look that lit up David’s eyes made Don’s knees go
weak. He was about to say this was a
really bad idea, when he was tackled from behind.
With an oof, he landed face down on the bed, Colby on top of
him. He struggled to twist around, but
Colby was much too fast and much too strong.
With embarrassing ease, Colby flipped him over onto his back and sat on
his chest. David suddenly had hold of
his right hand and he could feel the cool of handcuffs slide over his
wrist.
“What the hell?” Don
said, trying to jerk his hand back, but he was already caught.
Colby pinned Don’s left wrist to the bed and David tossed
him a second pair of handcuffs. Don
struggled, but Colby put his knee into Don’s shoulder and deftly closed the
cuffs around his right wrist.
Don gasped for breath and looked up at his hands. Both wrists were handcuffed separately to a
post that ran along the length of the headboard, so he could move some from
side to side but no farther. He blinked
and looked down as David began pulling his T-shirt out of the waistband of his
jeans. Before he could protest, he felt
Colby’s fingers on his chin, turning his face towards him.
Don looked up into Colby’s green eyes then Colby’s mouth was
pressed to his, his tongue invading his mouth.
He was pushed back to the bed with the intensity of that kiss and he
felt completely devoured. He
instinctively kissed back, battling Colby’s tongue with his own, until finally
it was Colby that broke off so they could breathe.
“I didn’t know until right now how long I’ve wanted to kiss
those lips,” Colby said hoarsely. He
grabbed two fistful of Don’s T-shirt and yanked him up, then his mouth was back
on Don’s, nibbling on his lower lip and sucking on his tongue.
Don kissed him back, with equal intensity, wondering when
kissing had become a competative sport and who was winning.
Finally, Colby pulled back and released Don whose head
landed with a thump back on the mattress.
He blinked at Colby, feeling his bruised lips with his tongue.
“Got him softened up,”
Colby announced.
“Soft is not how we want him,” David responded and Colby
laughed.
Don looked down and realized that while Colby had been
distracting him, David had taken off Don’s socks and shoes, and his own
jeans. He crawled up the bed towards Don
and Don could clearly see the bulge in David’s silk boxers. Don looked away, towards the ceiling.
He had to look back when he felt David’s hands slide under
his t-shirt. The hands were cool, with a
light touch that almost tickled but didn’t.
David pushed his shirt up and began kissing his stomach. Don started to shift away from that mouth,
then found Colby sitting on his legs, keeping him in place. David pushed his shirt higher, his mouth
following the shirt up. Don jumped when
that mouth found one of his nipples.
David began to suck and tease the nipple. Don squirmed under David’s touch, delight and
horror warring inside him as David sent entirely unexpected jolts of pleasure
through his chest. David left that
nipple and began to give the other one the same treatment.
Don suddenly realized that Colby’s hands were at his waist,
unbuttoning his jeans.
“Whoa, whoa,” Don said, “Slow down.”
“Not on your life,” Colby said and yanked down Don’s
zipper. “Tidy whities.”
David snickered against Don’s chest and Don said
defensively, “I didn’t expect anyone else to see them.”
Colby ran his fingers lightly over his underwear and Don felt his cock
jump. “We’ve got a live one here,” Colby
said, and traced the outline of Don’s already-hard cock.
David stopped sucking on his nipple long enough to say, “I
told you.”
“Damn, you were right.”
Colby laughed. “He’s already raring to go.”
“Purely … physiological reaction,” Don said, but the
unevenness of his voice said otherwise.
Colby sat up and pulled off his shirt. He didn’t give Don a chance to admire his sculpted
chest, but reached down and peeled off Don’s jeans. Don even lifted his ass from the bed to help
him.
David sat up and rolled off of him. He grabbed the handcuffs key from the side
table and unlocked Don’s left wrist. Don
snatched for the key but David held it away.
“A little help here, Granger?” David asked.
Colby dropped Don’s jeans on the floor and came to help
David. The two of them wrestled with Don
until his shirt was off and both hands cuffed again.
Don dropped his head back on the bed and tried to catch his
breath. This was all happening too
fast. He’d wanted intense and they’d
given him intense. He closed his eyes
and quieted his breathing. I’m a grown man. I deal with violence and
death every day. I can handle a little sex.
Colby slipped his finger under the waistband of Don’s
underwear and grazed the top of his cock.
Don lost all his hard-won breath in a whoosh. Colby pulled the waistband down until Don’s
cock sprung free.
“Nice,” Colby commented, then pulled his underwear all the
way off and tossed it on the floor.
Don panicked. “Apple,
apple!”
“Aw, man,” Colby groaned and David shook his head. Still, they immediately got off of him and
unlocked his cuffs.
Don rolled off the bed and scooped up his clothes. He dashed towards his room, his heart
pounding. He reached the door … and
stopped.
He looked back and saw the two partially naked men watching
him. Can’t
stop yet, Eppes. You’ve just got
started. He grinned and dropped his
clothes back to the floor. “Just
checking,” he said cheerfully.
“Ohh, you bastard,” Colby growled.
“You are so going to regret that,” David promised.
They both stood up and came towards him. In spite of himself, Don backed up a
step. Colby reached for his arm and he
ducked away. Colby laughed and quickly
got Don in a headlock. He shuffled him
back to the bed and held him down while David restored his handcuffs.
“What a cock-tease,” David commented, tossing the handcuff
key to the couch, far from Don’s reach.
Don protested, “I am not.
I am a perfectly normal heterosexual man. Just because you two get all hot over my
body, doesn’t mean I’m a tease.”
Colby snorted and David shook his head in amazement.
“Let’s gag him,” David suggested.
“No, no,” Don said quickly, “Apple, definitely Apple.”
“Alright,” David grinned. “Then I’m just going to have to
shut you up another way.”
David leaned over and brought his mouth down hard against
Don’s. He plundered Don’s mouth, driving
away any breath he had to complain. His
goatee scratched against Don’s face, a strange and curiously pleasant
sensation. Don gave himself thoroughly
to the kiss, lifting his head to deepen the contact.
David’s fingers found his nipples and began to pull and
kneed them.
Out of sight, Don felt a finger drawn along the length of
his cock. The touch was too light and he
instinctively raised his hips towards the touch.
“Ooh, he wants it,” Colby said and his fingers traced
another light line, then another.
Don pulled back from his kiss with David and said, “Granger,
are you just playing down there?”
Colby laughed. “You
asked for it.”
He felt warmth and wetness on his cock and realized that
Colby had just taken him into his mouth.
Colby’s fingers closed around the base of his cock and his tongue
flicked over the head and then drew him deeper into the moist heat of his
mouth. Just a few seconds of that and
Don knew he was in for the blowjob of his life.
No woman had really known what it felt like, what the sensitive spots
were, what could feel good but hurt if done a shade too hard.
I did ask for it
… “I think this has … gone way … too
far,” he said between gasps.
Colby ignored him and continued his attentions. David was now sitting on his chest, pulling
off his own t-shirt. Don’s eyes took in
the smooth expanse of dark brown skin, mostly hairless and surprisingly
muscular. His nipples were very dark,
hiding in two patches of dark curly hair.
David bent over and grabbed the back of Don’s head, pulling
him up to meet his mouth. Don closed his
eyes as David kissed and nibbled on his lower lip, then began sliding upwards,
so that Don’s mouth was now traveling over David’s throat and collarbone. Don felt the tickle of hair and then the hard
nub of a nipple on his lips. His mouth
fastened on it just as Colby began to play with his balls. Don licked and rubbed his face against that
nipple, as all conscious thought was driven away by Colby’s clever mouth and
fingers. He was vaguely aware when David
moved so that his other nipple was in Don’s mouth. He latched onto it and sucked it like Colby
was sucking on him.
David pulled away from him, and Don made a grunt of
protest. David sat up on his chest and
looked down at him. “I don’t think this
has gone too far,” he said, his voice husky and his eyes narrowed to two dark
slits. “I think that this hasn’t gone
nearly far enough.” He shifted around
and pulled off his boxer shorts. A long
thick dark-skinned cock bounced against his pelvis and Don stared at it. Up close like this, it was huge. He could see the veins throbbing on the
surface. His eyes traveled the length of
it, from the round head to the base, buried deep in a pile of curly hair, and
below that, balls that were a deep brown, almost black.
Down out of sight, Don felt Colby lift away from his
cock. It was a good thing, since he felt
his climax coming far too quickly.
David leaned forward, and the cock moved closer. Don sealed his lips.
“Now open up, like a good boy,” David coaxed.
Don shook his head.
David pinched his nose shut. Don
held out as long as he could, but finally gasped for breath. As soon as he opened his mouth, David shoved
the thick head of his cock inside. David
released his nose so he could breathe.
Don tried to shove the cock out with his tongue, but David scooted his
hips and pushed in deeper.
Don made a loud muffled protest and David looked over at
Don’s hand. At the fingers which were
not snapping. Which were not stopping
him.
David grinned. “I
thought so.”
Don explored with his tongue and lips this foreign object in
his mouth. It was warm and pulsing, with
skin that moved over a solid core. When
he was a teenager, he’d wanted to know what his own cock tasted like. Since he wasn’t that flexible, this was as
close as he was going to get. David was
holding very still, waiting for Don to get used to the idea. As if I
could ever get used to having another man’s cock in my mouth.
He realized that David was now in a very vulnerable
position. He looked up at David who must
have read something in his face.
“If you bite me,” David warned, “You’ll shortly be missing a
few teeth.”
Don smiled around David’s cock. He pulled his lips back and skimmed the cock
ever so slightly with his teeth.
“Watch it,” David said.
“Or I’ll tell Colby to bite.”
Don quickly covered his teeth again.
“Now, suck. And use
your tongue.”
He tried to follow the instructions, tried to mimic what
Colby had done to him. He was sure that
he was doing a terrible job of it, and he concentrated harder. From what he understood, Colby hadn’t been
doing this long either, and Don had always been a quick study. Though he had no idea how Colby managed to
swallow him that deep.
He felt Colby’s mouth back on him, and the symmetry of
sensations was intoxicating.
He sucked and swirled his tongue around the thick head,
pulling his head back and forth so that the head came out with a pop before he
sucked it back in. Looking up, he saw
David watching him with hungry eyes.
“Not bad, Eppes,” David said, “Would almost guess you’d done
this before.”
Don grunted a strong negative.
“Natural talent, I guess,” David teased.
Don ignored him and got back to his task. He was so involved with what he was doing
that he didn’t notice for a few seconds that Colby’s warm mouth had stopped its
attentions. There was a ripping sound,
then the familiar sound of a condom wrapper being opened. He felt Colby’s fingers and the cool slide of
a condom over his cock. Very prepared. A clicking sound, a bottle being opened?
“Hey, get back to what you were doing,” David complained.
Don closed his eyes and returned to the suck-swirl
motion.
He felt a tight sheath descend down his cock, until it held
him tighter than any vagina. Not a hand, but … Don’s eyes flew open and he moved his head
back and aside until he could push David out of his mouth.
David didn’t fight him, but gave a low laugh and moved aside
so that Don could see exactly what Colby was doing.
A naked Colby was crouched over Don’s hips, one hand helping
his balance and the other stroking his balls and cock. Colby lifted up and Don got a very good view
of Colby’s muscular ass sliding up and down his cock.
“What the hell are you doing?” Don snapped.
“I would … think that would … be obvious,” Colby said, his
voice breathy.
Don’s throat constricted.
“Wait, I didn’t think—“ He
started to shift himself from underneath Colby.
David was suddenly at the end of the bed, holding Don’s legs down so he
couldn’t move.
Don struggled, against David’s hands. He had been thinking blowjobs and handjobs,
not … this. He should say ‘apple,’ snap his fingers,
anything to stop this insanity.
Colby’s ass felt tight and hot around his shaft. It was unlike anything he’d ever experienced,
and damn it felt good.
I’m fucking a
man. Don’s breath was coming short
and shallow now. I’m fucking a man.
Don pulled against his handcuffs until his wrists were on
fire, but he didn’t say the word that would have stopped this. He lifted his head and dropped it back to the
bed repeatedly. His brain and his body
were at war and his body was winning.
Unconsciously, he started raising his hips, pushing himself
deeper in Colby. “There you go, Eppes,”
Colby said, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Just like that.”
Up and down in that firm ass and he began to thrust with
growing urgency. Just before he reached
the point of no return, Colby pulled off of him.
Don thrust up at empty air.
“Hey!”
“Not yet,” Colby chuckled.
“Not quite yet.”
“Tease,” Don growled in frustration.
“You’re the tease,” Colby said, laying next to Don and
propping himself on one elbow. He ran a
finger up Don’s chest. “Wearing those
tight jeans that show off your ass to everyone.”
“I do not show off my ass.”
“Bullshit,” Colby returned.
“You just thought it was only the girls that were looking.”
Don had no reply to that and Colby smiled. Colby rolled off the bed and reached for the
key to the handcuffs. He unlocked the
cuffs holding Don’s right wrist and tossed the key to David. Colby examined Don’s wrist, which was red and
raw from pulling against the handcuffs.
“Want some salve for that?”
Colby asked.
“I’m fine.”
“I didn’t know you were into pain.”
“I’m not!” Pain just distracted a tiny part of his
brain from what he was doing, what he was letting them do to him. “I’m just … I’m fine.”
“Whatever you say, boss.”
David had freed Don’s left hand, and Don pulled his hands
down and rolled his shoulders. He was
gonna hurt tomorrow.
“Roll over,” David said.
“What?” Don’s heart
began to thud. “No!”
“I said, roll over.”
“I don’t think so.”
Colby grabbed Don’s left wrist and twisted it around behind
his back, forcing Don to roll onto his side.
David grabbed his left shoulder and pushed it down to the bed. Don got a mouthful of blanket and before he
could think, Colby had jerked his right hand out from underneath him. Click, click, and he was back in the
handcuffs but face down -- ass exposed.
“I’m … I’m not ready for this, guys.” Don said
“We’ll get you ready,” Colby promised.
David leaned over until his lips were right next to Don’s
ear. “You haven’t forgotten the safe
word, have you?”
Don swallowed, tried to speak, swallowed again. “No.”
“No?”
“I haven’t forgotten it.”
David laughed softly.
“Didn’t think so, but with the fuss you’re making.”
Fuss? He felt exposed, vulnerable, sick, and
aroused almost to the level of pain. “Fuck you,” he snapped.
“No, I think I’ll fuck you.”
Don’s mouth went dry.
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