Jake never expected the night to end with him spread-eagled on a strangers bed, wrists and ankles strapped tight to the posts. Hed gone to the bar for a drink after a long shift, and these three guysthick, tattooed, all over him with easy smileshad bought him round after round. Now their hands were everywhere, stripping him, laughing low as they tied the last knot.
Fuck, look at this cock, one of them growled, gripping Jakes shaft and giving it a slow pump. Already half hard. Knew youd be into it.
Jake yanked at the restraints, but they held solid. Guys, come on, this is
A second man, the biggest one with a shaved head, leaned in and spat on Jakes dick, then started stroking him with a firm, filthy grip. Shut up and take it. Were gonna milk you till you cant think straight.
The third guy climbed onto the bed between Jakes spread thighs, pushing his legs wider. Fingers slicked with lube found his hole fast, rubbing and pressing until one thick digit slid inside. Jakes hips jerked. The hand on his cock never stopped, twisting over the head on every upstroke, thumb dragging through the slit.
Shitslow down, Jake gasped, but they ignored him. The finger in his ass curled, finding his prostate and rubbing it in steady circles. Pleasure shot up his spine so hard his toes curled. Pre-cum leaked steadily now, making the strokes messier, louder.
They worked him like that for what felt like hourstwo hands on his cock, one or two fingers buried in his ass, switching off so no one got tired. Every time Jake got close, they backed off, squeezing the base of his dick or pulling the fingers out completely. His balls ached, drawn up tight, and his cock stood rigid, flushed dark and throbbing.
Beg for it, the shaved-head guy ordered, slapping Jakes cock against his stomach. Tell us you want to come.
Jakes voice cracked. Fuckplease. Let me come.
They laughed. Not yet. The guy between his legs added a second finger and started fucking him with them, hard and steady, while the other two took turns jerking him. One focused on the head, the other on long strokes from root to tip. Jakes whole body strained against the ropes. Sweat ran down his chest. His moans turned desperate.
When they finally let him tip over, it hit like a truck. Jake shouted, hips snapping up as thick ropes of cum shot across his stomach and chest. They didnt stop stroking. They kept going, working him through it, forcing every drop out until his cock twitched and his balls felt empty. The overstimulation made him yell, but they just grinned and kept pumping.
Round two, one said, and the fingers in his ass pressed harder against his prostate. Jakes spent cock twitched and started to swell again under their relentless hands.
They edged him twice more before the second orgasm. By then Jake was babbling, head thrashing on the pillow, cock purple and leaking constantly. When they finally let him shoot again, it was weaker but longer, cum oozing out in steady pulses while they milked him with both fists.
The third time they didnt even let him soften. One of them straddled his chest, feeding his own thick cock into Jakes mouth while the others kept working his dick and hole. Jake sucked on instinct, tasting salt and skin, while fingers twisted inside him and a warm mouth closed over his cockhead, sucking hard. He came again with a broken moan around the dick in his mouth, the orgasm ripped out of him, his whole body shaking.
They kept him tied for hours. Every time he thought he was done, they started againslow strokes, fast strokes, tongues on his balls, a vibrator pressed to his prostate, a cock rubbing against his own while they frot. He lost count of the orgasms. Some were dry, his body convulsing with nothing left to give. Others left him soaked in his own cum, the sheets beneath him ruined.
By the end Jake was hoarse, trembling, cock red and sore but still twitching under their touch. They untied him slowly, rubbing circulation back into his wrists and ankles, then one of them pulled him into a rough kiss.
Same time next week? the shaved-head guy asked, voice low and amused.
Jake swallowed, throat dry, and nodded. His cock gave one last weak throb against his thigh.
They had already decided for him anyway.
