by Emma Cole
Apollo slides Brent up to me in his harness, placing his dick in line with my pussy and using the movement of the swings to impale me on it. Apollo stays behind Brent and— reaching around— grabs my hips and pulls me on and off Brent rapidly, using him to fuck me. I feel Rex pressed up against my back as his hands settle on my tits again.
“Don’t worry, baby, we all get to relax and go for a ride. Apollo and Emmett are going to handle everything.” Rex and his 'baby' shit is pissing me off, regardless of my earlier intent to get along.
Apollo stills Brent before I can go off on Rex, and I notice fingers, gloved up, on my anus. Since everyone else's are busy, I'm assuming it's Emmett that slicks lubricant over it then in me before moving to Rex and guiding his dick to my empty hole. He’ll be the second I actually take in the ass; from anal virgin to multiple partners in days.
“Emmett, be careful with her,” Rex warns him. I feel a little more charitable toward him for at least caring about my comfort.
Getting behind us both, Emmett reaches up between Rex’s legs to take control over his cock and keep it steady as he pushes Rex into me. It’s slow going, and it burns and hurts at first, but eventually we get there. Opening my eyes, I see Brent staring at me in an affectionate way, and it kinda wigs me out. Guy is always so hot and cold, nice one minute and a jerk the next.
Rex and Emmett grunt almost simultaneously, and when I crane my head to look I realize they’re going to get fucked into me as they’re buggered themselves. Emmett pulls Rex out before reseating him to the hilt— repeating this several times— before both he and Apollo begin moving Rex and Brent in careful tandem.
Rex and Brent are pushed in and pulled out of me while they’re impaled on Emmett and Apollo. Marcus doesn’t want anyone getting too excited and tearing someone up, but I’m about to come again if anyone so much as touches my clit. Marcus must have read my mind as he comes up, bringing his hand between me and Brent to pinch and pull at it. He begins rubbing in circular motions, and that’s it. I’m clenching ass and pussy on the cocks in me, dragging moans from them both. Before they can come too, Marcus separates everyone—much to the displeasure of Rex and Brent who are vocal about blue balls.
“There’s more training. Four is mostly done for now, but you four still have more to go. I'll have her assist me. Being horny will help you with it unless anyone wants the drug. I can give you just a little to take the edge off.” Marcus waits for anyone to take him up on his offer, and no one does. “Emmett, I want you to take this one. You need more experience with receiving. I’ll get you all set up with the equipment.”
***
While he leads them all over to the stocks contraption, Braeden goes to the chair closest to it and reclines, adjusting the knees and footholds I’ll use while straddling Marcus. I climb up on him, both of us naked, and try to ignore the erection brushing against me. I hover just over him and avoid making eye contact, instead watching the other guys. Braeden doesn’t let it stay awkward for long though.
“So, pretty bird, ever think we’d be fuck buddies? I mean, how many times did Rex think we were doing it, anyway? We could have totally been shacking up and boinking like rabbits the whole time.” I look at him and drop my forehead to his with a helpless giggle.
“I never even knew you could get it up for a girl, Brade. You never told me, so I never thought of you as other than my hot best friend.” And I really didn’t. Of course I knew he was attractive, I’d have to be dead not to know that, but he was so much more than a pretty face and a hot bod.
“I don’t know about any girl, love bird,” he almost whispers. I look at him sharply, realization dawning on me. The short term boyfriends, all the cuddling, and Rex always having an issue with our physical closeness as well maybe should have been clues, but I'd been oblivious.
“Not here, Brade. When we’re home, okay? And for the record, I don’t mind my best friend throwing me a bone. In the ass or not.” I wink at him before peeking around to see that the others are still occupied and give him a peck on the lips to lighten my words. We both fall silent and turn to watch Emmett.
***
The contraption must have had to be adjusted as Marcus is locking some part of it down and telling Emmett to try it now. He looks nervous, and I see why when he gets in it. His upper chest is on a padded bar, and his chin on a rest with his arms drawn behind him into the boards and locked back. His knees come up next to his hips with his ass fitting through a cutout, and his feet are locked into more boards on either side of it. He’s through it far enough that his testicles are pushed up along with his penis towards his stomach, just his buttocks and scrotum showing through the circle. Marcus speaks again to everyone.
“As you all know, we’re trying to knock out as many tasks in multiples as we can off that list to limit everyone's exposure to others. This will satisfy a bondage, a gag, a spanking, a DP, and a pegging. For the actual event, Four will be performing the pegging and whipping as she’s the only female we have. I could ask another female, but I don’t want that to be taken as anyone can be substituted or loaned out. Four, we’ll practice later. For now, just get a feel for it.”
Apollo is wielding what he explains is a riding crop, and Rex has a thick metal rod with a rounded top specifically made for penetration. Rex covers it in lubrication before applying more to Emmett's ass liberally. Brent is palming his dick, keeping it hard while Marcus fits a metal framed ring into Emmett's mouth after checking that it fits over Brent's dick and lining the back of Emmett's teeth with a thin rubbery membrane to protect them. The circle portion goes behind them holding his mouth wide while the sides, that resemble metal triangles come off it and curve around his cheeks like a head halter attached to a velcro strap that tightens it all down.
Locked in as he is with his chin on a rest and mouth forced wide, it will be Brent controlling the movement. I’m tingling all over down low, and my nipples have hardened, I almost wish I was in it instead. I’ve definitely gotten dirtier and more adventurous sexual leanings since I’ve been here. Braeden must be enjoying the anticipation as well, as I feel his dick pulse against me. Marcus checks everything over before nodding for them to begin.
Brent fits his dick in the ring and feeds it into Emmett’s mouth, reaching the back of his throat and holding onto the frame as he pushes deeper, almost gagging Emmett, until a loud crack sounds that makes Emmett twitch and yelp. When Emmett’s throat opens for the sound to come out, Brent is able to push in farther, sliding balls deep. The crack of leather on flesh continues as Apollo wields the crop on Emmett’s pale cheeks, successively one after another. They begin hitting his scrotum and anus as well causing Emmett to moan and shake. I think he likes it. Brent is going all the way in and out in controlled thrusts, dragging strings of spit with each movement as Emmett can’t swallow well around the gag. Apollo pauses and begins massaging his buttock, and Rex steps up with the rod. Apollo spreads Emmett wide, and Rex begins pushing in. The round tip quickly disappears as Rex works it in until he hits the base then backs out. Emmett is groaning, twitching, but he can’t move. Nodding in approval, Marcus leaves them to it, coming over to me and Braeden.
“Three, I want you in the rear. I don’t think there will be a preference on the order of who is in what hole other than the biggest two. I don’t want to damage her ass with my width. If it comes to it, we’ll deal, but you’re big enough to make me worry already.” We both get up from the chair, Marcus taking Braeden’s place and me climbing up on him. I’m still slightly uncomfortable being physical with him, but I try to ignore that. I'm also acutely aware Braeden can see everything behind me,
I fit my legs back into place and hover my crotch over his. He reaches between us, and slides his finger through my swollen wetness, seeming slightly surprised I’m so wet. He slides a finger in, pumping, then two, working me up further. He withdraws and lines up with my opening, pulling me down onto him. It’s a stretch, but once he’s gotten it started, I rock and wiggle until I’m fully sea
ted. I open my eyes, not realizing I’d closed them, to find a look of intense lust staring back at me from Marcus’ face. I blush, knowing he can tell from the little movements that I'm enjoying him in me.
I hear Braeden come behind, and he soon enters me with a slicked finger working in and out. It’s more intense with the size of Marcus in me than it was with Brent. Out of all of them, he and Rex have the smallest dicks, but that doesn’t mean they’re objectively small at all. They’re above average, but these others are just freaks of nature. I got saddled with the big dick posse. I giggle at the thought, and all I can do is shake my head when Marcus asks what’s so funny. I’m not sure either man would appreciate my humor.
Braeden’s added a finger and is stretching me with them. He adds more lube, a different one than before. It’s clingy, almost like a slimy glue. Straight up, it looks like gobs of my fluids after I’ve come, but thicker. He presses me down tightly onto Marcus, who locks his arms around me like I’m going to try to escape.
“Relax as much as you can, it’ll be easier to take if you don’t fight it. Oh, and bear down some like you’re trying to go to the bathroom. It will help open those muscles.” Marcus almost seems concerned. I wonder if they’re having a silent conversation over my head, but I’m too nervous to try to find out.
I watch Emmett taking the rod like a jack hammer now as his back is being lashed with the crop and underneath to hit his cock and balls. Brent looks like he’s concentrating on not blowing his load yet. I’m lost in the scene but quickly pull back to my own reality when I feel the head of Braeden’s dick touch my asshole. As he leans forward, I push back and flex my sphincter, trying to get it to accept him. I start whining in my throat and tense against my best attempts not to.
“I can’t,” I yell into Marcus’ chest, close to tears. It fucking hurts so bad. We have everyone’s attention now. Marcus waves for them to continue and tells Braeden to get the wand vibrator for him. He has me sit up some and fits it between us against my clit, starting it on a low setting. My asshole still feels tender, but the vibrations are helping, and I’m beginning to relax. I feel yet more lube applied and try to stay relaxed, but it’s difficult with the memory of that burning pain so fresh.
Braeden lines his head up again with my throbbing hole and pushes until I’m just slightly broken open. It’s not particularly comfortable, but it doesn’t burn either. Just holding pressure there, he must signal to Marcus because the pace of the vibration picks up. Immediately, my anus pulses and lets Braeden slide in a smidgen. With each pulse of my ass, he’s let further in, but as soon as he’s almost through the tight ring of muscle I begin to feel the full stretch and start tensing at the hideous pressure. The vibrations go up several levels, and I bear down harder, letting him in steadily.
I begin to make mewling noises, grasping at Marcus’ shoulders. When Braeden stops, I breathe a sigh of relief, thinking he’s done as he draws backward. No such luck. The vibrator goes on its highest setting as Braeden pumps back and forth just that little bit. I start to grind down, that feeling of arousal returning with a vengeance. I turn my head to Brade and see his face tight in a grimace, that and the fact that I can see his hand around his dick while he’s in me alerts me to the fact that he didn’t reach full depth. I reach back and grab his thigh, pulling him to me. He looks at me with a question in his eyes, and I nod. He moves back into his previous depth and keeps going. I feel like I’m going to break in two when he finally moans and reaches the end, balls tight up against me and Marcus both.
They both hold still until the vibrations get to me, and I attempt to move, but they both just hold me there, tight and stuffed, until I begin to come. I lightly moan into Marcus’ chest as I spasm over them both, causing Braeden to spread my cheeks wide and grind against my asshole. I’m becoming too sensitive, and Marcus removes the wand and sets it aside. I’m nearly limp, and they both take advantage of that as they begin an alternating pace. One in, one out, and every third or fourth rotation they both push back in together.
I’m enjoying the overfull sensation and watching the show next to me. The rod has been discarded, and Apollo is nailing Emmett in the ass while Rex and Brent take turns putting their dicks down his throat. Pulling back and jacking off after pulling out of Emmett’s throat, Brent blows first, spurting and aiming for the gagged mouth he’s been plundering. Most of it ends up on his tongue, but some hits his cheeks and chin, and it’s all dripping everywhere. Rex doesn’t pause a beat, leaning down and licking Emmett’s lips before standing and filling his mouth and throat again. Apollo has his eyes closed, pumping away, then suddenly pulling out and holding Emmett’s ass open to slow down the contraction of his stretched ring. He strokes his length a few times and lets loose all over Emmett’s open hole. While he’s still ejaculating, he pops back in with a groan from Emmett and finishes off.
Up front, Rex pulls out of his mouth and pushes Brent to his knees before burying his cock in his mouth. Brent starts sucking for all his worth as he tries to take Rex’s deep thrusts. Suddenly, Rex stills and backs up enough for Brent to suck him dry and swallow, licking him like a lollipop until he’s clean.
Apollo has released Emmett, who’s sporting an impressive hard on. Apollo leads Rex to the pommel bench and lubricates his backdoor. Emmett is so worked up he barely pauses after sliding the head of his dick past the opening before sliding in fully. He pushes in and pulls completely out three or four times, exposing Rex’s pink tunnel each time before burying himself to the hilt, stilling with his orgasm and leaving the mess inside Rex. He pulls back, and Rex slowly gets to his feet. I can see the fluid starting to seep back out and down his thigh. That was short and intense, but I’m not surprised Emmett came so quickly after all he’d just been through.
I’m so turned on by what I saw that I’m ready to come again. Up until now I let the guys move. Experimentally, I swivel my hips in a slow circle and nearly see stars as the steel-like cocks in me hit every spot. I continue to do that until Marcus brings the wand back, and Braeden picks up his pace. Apollo comes up behind Braeden and kneels. I feel a tongue running all over my plugged holes and the space in between them. A finger comes up and probes at my pussy, then the tongue disappears along with the finger, I hear Braeden groan and hear sucking noises. I can imagine Apollo sucking on his balls and entering him with the finger I just felt. Another finger probes around, coating itself in the liquid dripping from me before sliding past me and leaving Marcus sharply moaning. Braeden's thrusting becomes erratic, and as he starts to come, the pulsing of his dick in my ass pushes me over the edge, and my own contractions drag Marcus swearing and groaning with us.
We finally settle after Apollo stops licking and withdraws, and Braeden very carefully disengages from me, then helps me lift up off Marcus. He doesn’t even put me down, and I’m glad as I don’t think I can walk right now, and carries me directly out and to the bathtub.
I have cum leaking from both holes onto his arm, but he doesn’t seem to care. He sits me down, keeping an arm around me as he adjusts the water, before swinging me back up into his arms. I feel cherished, and I hold on tight around his neck. When the water is partially full, he climbs in still holding me and lowers us both to the bottom.
Chapter Twenty
A Mad Plan
He begins washing me while still cradling me. Surprisingly, I’m not uncomfortable being with him like this. He’s been my best friend since high school, and now I think we might end up being more. If we ever get out of here. Honestly, the thought of any of them at this point not getting out with me brings on a panic just to think about. Even the assholes I don’t particularly like most of the time. I push off that line of thinking and gather my energy to move from his lap. I can wash myself even if it is nice that he’s helping. I need to know that I am able to hold myself together and not rely on anyone if I have to. Braeden has a bit of a hurt expression on his face, but I smile at him gently and reach out to rub his shoulder. The hurt changes to confusion, but at least
he's not upset. I don’t want to explain it.
I dip my head in the water and quickly wash and condition my hair. At least I don't need to shave again, that would be awkward with company in the bath. Shaved stubble floating around in the tub water and getting stuck to bodies is not attractive or probably particularly sanitary. I go to get out as the others file in and start heading for either the tub or the shower. Braeden gets out and drains it, so it can be filled with clean water. I leave the bathroom to get dressed, deciding to come back for a hairbrush and deodorant later.
After everyone is clean and dressed, we lounge around the living room while Apollo and Marcus go for more ‘take-out’. I swear the kitchen here must have one of those chain buffets in it like the Golden Corral or something. Settling on the couch with Emmett and Rex on either side, and Braeden on the floor in front of me, I relax as Brade rubs my feet and lower legs. I let out a soft moan when he hits a sensitive spot and open my eyes to Rex and Emmett staring.
“Really, guys? It felt good. I’m not having sex with either of you outside what I have to. Not to mention I’m not sure how you could even be interested right now. Even if my shit didn’t feel like it was a tenderized steak, I still don’t think I’d be in the mood. I’m pretty freaking worn out.” I kind of feel bad after I see the effect my words have on them. “Well, crap. Sorry, guys, I’m a little strung out, I think.”
Surprisingly, it’s Emmett that reaches out to put his hand on my arm. “It’s alright, Lark. We don’t blame you, I think we’re all a little strung out. Come on and snuggle in, we aren’t about to jump your bones.” With that, he tucks me in under his arm like he's been doing when he's being friendly, and I’m surprised to realize I'm quite comfortable. Rex also cuddles in by laying his head in my lap. I sigh and let myself enjoy it instead of kicking him.
