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Fingers pinched his nipples and tweaked until Edwin felt himself crying out, losing control of himself as he squirmed within the binding ropes. Mercilessly the fingers dug on, twisting until his whole body trembled feverishly. Nails bit against his skin, his nubs oversensitive from hours of mindless play that still kept him upon the very edge, whimpers coming afresh from his throat and head tossed back whilst his chest was tortured.

“Look at me,” came the slow, sly command. Rich and warm to his ears, Edwin found himself complying, his head rolling back down and his eyes fluttering open to meet those of his roommates, “Good boy, just a few more seconds. Count with me.”

Edwin struggled to find the words, his voice quivering and breaking, but as Devin began the countdown, he did his best to keep pace.

“Ten.” His nipples screamed with the agony, snagged against Devin’s fingertips and nails pressing down hard,

“Nine.” He wanted so badly to just stop and cry aloud, just to vocalise the pain and push it out of his system somehow, but doing so would restart the count. It would just prolong things.

“Eight.” The syllables were shaky, his chest heaving with the tension as he felt his back arch away from Devin, all for nought as his roommate merely followed him, bearing down even harder if anything than before.

“Seven.” His arms pulled taut on the ropes that bound him, Devin having done a beyond superb job with the shibari; it was impossible for Edwin to find any give, his entire being trapped and entwined in colourful red cords that rans ribbons across his body. They dug into his body, not uncomfortably but undeniably there, cutting under his breasts, casing his abdominals, threaded and looped around all his limbs until he was squatted upon the floor, resting against his pained thighs and calves in a position that did little for his posture.

“S-six.” But this was how Devin wanted him. He’d made the request so casually and begun drawing out the rope as if he’d asked Edwin for a mild favour that it had been impossible to say no. Stripped naked and harder than ever, he let his domineering roommate do whatever he wanted as he became roped up,

“Five.” Nipples were rolled against Devin’s fingertips before they were tweaked the other way, the tender flesh yielding to more agony. Edwin struggled to keep his composure, looking Devin’s dead in the eye as he submitted himself for his whim.

“F-four.” Devin just stared back, a pleased, gloating grin on his face, that sultry look burning behind his eyes that he seemed to always be a master of. It was no wonder Edwin found himself giving in so easily.

“Three…” It seemed so far away, and inevitably Devin had his fun with his bound toy. He had been counting down with Edwin, matching the seconds, but now all attention for timing was gone. He drew out the second for longer, holding back the last two digits with a giddy smirk as Edwin mewled pathetically.

“Two…” Finally, so close to finishing, but still Devin held back, biting down hard than ever before with his thumb and forefinger as Edwin’s nipples until he couldn’t help but shout, his expression scrunched into one of exquisite pain.

“One…” Edwin’s whole body trembled from the feeling, as if his chest were on fire from the inside out, with no escape except into Devin’s clutches. He thrust his body forward in that last second and gave all that he could as Devin licked his lips, savouring the few moments he had of Edwin’s utter submission.

“Zero…” Edwin’s nipples were released, a cry of relief heaving from his lungs as he fell lax where he knelt. “Good boy.”

Thought the count was over, Devin was by no means done tormenting his bound sub. Crudely he groped and massaged Edwin’s sweating chest, cupping the globes of muscle under his palms and kneading down against the wrought flesh. He may as well have been oiled as far as anyone might have been concerned for how swelteringly wet his body was, but it was merely the product of hours of play, pushing Edwin to breaking over and over until he was exhausted. Devin traced his fingers up his roommate’s neck, brushing over the bruised sores of where teeth-marks should surely be showing my now.

“You look so cute like this,” Devin remarked with a satisfied huff. “It’d be a shame to stop now, but I think you’ve had enough fun on your own.”

Devin rose to his feet, arms lifting up to pull away the loose t-shirt he’d been wearing. Up until now he had been clothed, leaving his roommate exposed to the open air whilst he’d kept the privilege of being dressed. But as he peeled away the garment, exposing his thick chest and prominent muscles of his own, Edwin could only swallow, though tired and beleaguered with an overworked body, as he imagined the sensation of his skin pressed close to his tormentor’s own. The soft, supple muscles sliding against him, the sticky, moist heat that hung between them, Devin’s breath brushing at his ear before those pearled teeth bit down against him and made him cry out in the throes of ecstasy.

It made his dick twitch at the thought of it, and his ass clenched in reciprocation. Pleasure would only come if something else was given in return…

Devin kicked away his shorts, and suddenly all of Edwin’s attention became centred on his crotch. The fucker had gone commando this whole time, now sporting a heavy swinging erection that bobbed with each subtle movement of the brute’s hips. Long, thick, and tantalisingly close, Devin gave it a few firm, teasing strokes just to massage his size to life, smirking at Edwin’s gormlessly, vacant look that focused so intently on the throbbing of his cock.

“If you want it, you’re gonna have to beg for it.”

Edwin gulped, a desperate yearning wallowing in his guts,

“Please sir,” he cried, huffing and straining in his bonds as if his physical need would somehow compel his argument, “Please give me your cock, please I need it.”

“You gonna let me keep doing whatever I want to you?” Devin strutted up to the prone Edwin, hand striking out and grasping at the ropes entwined across his smooth stomach, lifting the trembling sub to his feet so that now they were level – level enough, given Devin’s extra height, bearing down over Edwin, “No matter what, you’re gonna be my little bitch?”

Without even thinking, no second thoughts at all occurring to his need-addled brain, fogged in fatigue and pleading urges,

“Yes sir, anything you want.”

“Good bitch!”

Edwin found himself pushed back, in almost a stumbling, staggered instant, until Devin had thrown him back and pinned the bound male to the wall. He expected his roommate’s lips against his own, a tongue stuffed down his throat before he even had chance to find the breath knocked out of him, but Devin refused him. Instead lips found his neck, teeth suckling on the tender nape before sinking down, softly at first, toying with the succulent flesh before digging in harder. Edwin gave a panicked pant until the pressure set in followed swiftly by the pain, until he was writhing against the wall, legs kicking out pitifully as he found himself unable to fight back. He could feel the crown of teeth just biting into his neck, leaving a reddened, darkening imprint as soon as Devin relinquished his jaw, and the spot remained sore even as his darting tongue slithered lower down his chest.

Hands groped at his buttocks, one leg raised at Devin’s silent request as he lifted it up, exposing his rear to his molester’s touch. Fingers snuck into the crevice between his cheeks, tips just probing deeper until they found their mark of his tightened hole. Edwin’s head laid back against the wall as he felt something wet, slick, and uncomfortably warm start to push at his entrance, grunting as one digit sunk in so quietly that he almost hadn’t be anticipating it. But there was no argument as it slid deeper, guiding knuckle after knuckle into his ass until Devin was at his deepest possible. It worked back and forth as teeth nipped against his chest, eliciting softened groans of rising pleasure as at last Edwin was given something enjoyable to endure.

One finger became two, Devin even dared to go three, not stopping until he was stretching out his bitch’s backside with no regard for what Edwin could take. He shook under the ropes, but his focus zapped from his ass back to his nipples as his roommate deviously drew his attention away. Devin bit down hard on his sub’s nubs, taking the protruding flesh between his teeth and sinking down, not aggressively but to a point where Edwin began to squirm and cry anew. His whole body reflexively pushed away from the sensation, back pressed hard to wall as Devin simply closed the gap again, the space between them tight as Edwin’s crotch was smothered by Devin’s chest. Still Devin ground his teeth, rolling the nipple between them and smiling devilishly as he tortured the boy’s sensitive chest.

He moved from one nipple to the other, marking the triumph with a fourth finger that slid hard into his ass, pushing him to breaking point and holding him there just on the cusp of his limit. Edwin shivered uncontrollably as Devin bore down on his other side, nipple plucked between his teeth and bitten down hard. On instinct his body raised up, legs pushed up off the floor and against Devin’s hips as his entire weight become pinned under his Sir’s power. He yielded so much in that moment, moaning in pain and pleasure as his ass was split apart and his nipples tormented until the feeling became so white hot and numb he could no longer quite register it. That was, of course, until Devin let go, and flicked the tip of his tongue against the sore nipple, sharpening the grunted cries of Edwin as he thrust four fingers deep into his ass.

Unceremoniously the fingers were removed, slid out one by one until Edwin felt disgustingly empty without them there. He could feel his hole gasp upon the open air as if it begged to be filled again, and though his chest burned under the constricting rope, there was nothing he wanted more than to feel Devin pushed up against him. His sweating, supple skin was flush to his own, burying him, engulfing him in the sweetened stench of their sex and his breath, their faces so close yet so far apart as he shuffled his legs forward, angled Edwin’s weight so that his ass was tucked out further to meet Devin’s hips. He wanted Devin to kiss him, to consume his mouth, to just fill him with anything he had to give, but he couldn’t reach, not in his position, not without Devin closing the distance.

Underneath him there was a slickened squelch of what he could only assume was lube against hardened meat. Edwin could sense his roommate stroking himself, running his shaft until it was dripping, smearing his cock head up against his hole so that just the tip kissed his entrance, teased it with gentle, soft thrusts,

“Ask for it,” he commanded in a snarled grunt, “Ask for me to be inside of you.”

Through gritted teeth and half-pained whimpers, Edwin whined,

“Please sir, fuck me. Please I want to feel you inside of me,” Devin didn’t move, but he offered an encouraging grind against his sub’s exposed, threatened hole; he wanted more and he refused to give in until Edwin had humiliated himself enough as a begging, writhing bottom, “I need to feel you as deep as possible, I want you to breed me, like I’m just some cheap slut you picked up off the street.”

“Now that can be arranged…”

Devin sunk forwards, all too fast and much too sudden, as he broke down Edwin’s defences and impaled him on his meat. He cried out, writhing against the sweating, muscled slab that pressed up so tightly to him as his ass was speared open, the righteous sting of the initial entry that ebbed far too slowly to something akin to pleasure, though it forever remained tinged with being overfull and overstimulated. Only when Devin’s fattened balls kissed against his backside did the man pull back, working his powerful hips to rock his length in and out of Edwin’s hole. Unable to stop him, Edwin was merely a passenger along for a very exclusive ride, his mind so focused on the sensation of his roommate’s manhood driving into his guts. Every inch felt like a mile, its thickness doubling upon itself, its heat so bright it burnt into his innards and swam up to his stomach where he was sure Devin would pierce through at any moment. In some delirious thought he swore he could see where his abdominal contorted and bulged when Devin thrust inside, but he was too fogged to truly know. All he could be sure of was the fierce intensity that he could only assume was pleasure coursing him through him like electricity. He jolted at his guts each time Devin slammed himself a certain way, his cock grinding through his ass until it tapped at hidden spots that were seldom so exquisitely enjoyed.

It wasn’t long until Edwin’s breathless panting and straining body against his dominant roommate’s onslaught began to take its toll on him. Though he had yet to even touch himself, even Devin to have touched him, he could feel himself rising to a slow and very distant orgasm. It promised only to come when at its very apex, when Edwin would already wish it to be over, when he couldn’t stand it a second more, and only then would it grant him relief. But it was all measured by Devin’s tempo, his crotch beating against the bound male’s cheeks as he fucked him hard, huffing and growling like an animal possessed as it seemed likewise nature was taking its course. There was no warning though, no teasing jibes or mocking requests. It seemed Devin was as set upon release as Edwin was, and he powered through the sensation. Edwin mewled as his roommate bellowed aloud, body shaking under the sheer force, trembling and thrusting with every surge that came through him. Edwin could feel it inside, the sudden flood of slick warmth that jetted into his guts. Every pulse made its mark, sunk into him, coated his innards until he felt as if there wasn’t an inch left unpainted. In the convulsions he found himself braying, voice hoarse as he cried out, brilliant flashes of pleasure spiking into his abdomen as he came harder, harder than he could have thought, his hole clenching around Devin’s still buried shaft. His cum shot up in arcs, streaking across his pale, shimmering stomach as he breathed hard, losing all his strength as he gave in to the orgasm. It didn’t even seem to stop, slathering him – and even Devin – in his seed until he was firing blanks, riding a wave that seemed almost to never cease. But in time it slowed, and faded, until Edwin was left nothing more than a hollowed out husk, collapsed into the arms on his lover, though the term was loose, and winced as he felt Devin pull his cock free, whistling to himself,

“Would you look at that,” he smirked, his cockiness returning in almost a snap second, laying Edwin upon the bed on his back, still ensnared. With crude fingers he reached out and toyed with his sub’s battered, fucked hole, sliding through the cream that drooled from the stretched rim, “Fuckin’ beautiful."