Page 30 of Inhuman Nature
The first smack of the crop was to DJ’s inner calf, where his legs were spread wide. It had him bucking so violently that Shaun would have fallen off of him if they weren’t tied together. Shaun gasped along with DJ as their bodies moved apart, leading to the clamps pulling on their nipples.
The next hit landed on Shaun’s buttock, and he let out a cute little yelp. The following time, though, Shaun pressed in close to DJ, their cocks rubbing against each other in a way that was stimulating, yet altogether unsatisfying.
DJ tried to rut up against Shaun, but got derailed when Rake hit Shaun with the crop again, this time on his shoulder, which led to him bowing backwards. When Shaun next looked into DJ’s eyes, DJ couldn’t resist breaking the scant distance between their lips and pressing them together.
Shaun gasped against DJ’s mouth before yielding. The kiss was surprisingly sweet; a quick press of lips, a hint of open mouth, the slip of two tongues. DJ savoured every moment of it.
He only broke the kiss when Rake caught him with a smack to his back. DJ half-expected some sort of rebuke for kissing Shaun, but none came. There was only a look of feral satisfaction on Rake’s face.
Rake continued, taking them both by surprise each time. There was no rhythm or pattern to his actions, just a small sting where and when DJ was least expecting it. It led to them both gasping and panting, Shaun’s insistent squirmingsending DJ mad without the friction he wanted.
Whilst his attention was mostly on Rake and Shaun, DJ couldn’t help but be aware of Lawrence. He risked a glance over, catching his eye. Lawrence was rigid as a board, the corners of his mouth turned down. DJ thought the edge of pain Rake was delivering would appeal to Lawrence. But, apparently, he didn’t approve.
A sharp thwack preceded Shaun writhing on top of DJ. Shaun’s eyes had gone wide and black, like a predator with its prey in sight. DJ gasped as Rake hit his exposed thigh, and his cock rubbed against Shaun’s.
Shaun looked on the verge of coming, if his face was anything to judge by. He shifted backwards, yanking on the thin rope and delivering another bite of pain to DJ’s nipples that went right to his dick.
“Sir,” DJ gritted out. “I’m gonna come.”
“No, you’re not. Not until I tell you.”
“Sir!” DJ whined as Rake used the crop to tilt DJ’s face up. Shaun whimpered as the movement tugged on his clamps. DJ loved it when Rake got into a scene like this.
“You can hold it back, sweetheart.”
A frustrated groan escaped DJ’s lips as Shaun’s precum wetted his dick. “Please, Sir,” he said in a broken voice.
“How are you doing, Shaun?” Rake asked, switching to use the crop to turn Shaun’s face towards him. DJ leaned forward as far as he could, trying to alleviate the pinch of the clamps.
“Good, Sir,” Shaun said, though his words came out strained.
“Do you want to come?”
“Ineedto, Sir.”
Rake gave them an indulgent smile. “Well, I suppose I can facilitate that.” DJ might have laughed at the work-speak if he hadn’t been so focused on chasing the elusive orgasm dangling just out of reach.
When Rake stepped away, Shaun let out a panicked little noise, craning his neck around to follow his movement. DJ grunted as the clamps tugged on his over-sensitive nipples.
“Shh, sweetheart, I’ll only be gone a few seconds,” Rake murmured. As promised, he was back soon enough, a bottle of lube in hand. “I think this’ll help,” he said, drizzling some over their cocks. DJ bucked up against Shaun, finally able to get the glide he needed to frot properly.
Shaun soon let out the most delicious moan, the slide of their cocks sending DJ’s eyes rolling back in his head.
“Get ready, sweetheart,” Rake warned, before removing one of the clamps from DJ’s nipples.
DJ let out a silent scream as the blood rushed back to the nipple, the sting more acute than it had been with the clamps on. His whine when the other clamp came off was less silent. Shaun had a similar reaction, hissing like a feral cat when Rake took them off him. DJ panted with exertion, his body a maelstrom of pain and pleasure and adrenaline.
So, when Rake’s hands slipped between their bodies to grasp DJ and Shaun’s cocks, it was over in seconds. One uttered command to come, and DJ threw his head back, cum spurting over Rake’s hands and Shaun’s cock. Shaun followed soon after, his head pressing against DJ’s shoulder as he shuddered.
Rake untied them, talking through it all, praising themboth in equal measure. As DJ fought to catch his breath, he gazed up at Rake. His eyes were alight, blazing with the heat of the sun. Shaun lifted his head, a pale flush of pink over his cheeks. DJ didn’t think he’d seen a lovelier expression on his face before. It was pure contentment, utter satisfaction.
Happiness.
It made DJ’s chest tight with more than the need to catch his breath. Only then did he notice that the previously occupied sofa was now empty.
But with just the three of them in theroom, it felt right.
Chapter Eight