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"Is there anything you've always wanted to do?" Nick asked, one arm tightly around Nolan as they laid in bed, naked and sweaty.
This thing between them had been going on for months now, and what had started as simple sex was now turning into a full blown relationship. Including romantic dinners and late night talks.
The sex wasn't so simple anymore, either. Nick now had a small chest full of sex toys and restraints, including a vibrating dildo, Nolan's favourite.
Nolan thought for a moment, blushing as he thought of the one thing he wanted to experience. "It's not possible." He whispered. Not with his kind of public job, and his trust issues around strangers.
Nick looked at Nolan, seeing the blush creeping up his cheeks. "Just tell me. I'm curious now." All the things they'd done - bondage, vibrators, dom/sub stuff, and Nolan was blushing. What the hell was it?
"I want to be passed around like a party favor." Now he'd started, he couldn't stop explaining. "Tied up, blindfolded, unable to hear. Just passed around a bunch of guys, not even knowing who they are."
Nick's eyes widened, picturing it in his head. Nolan, tied and unable to move, forced to accept whichever cock was forcing itself into him, unable to see or hear anything.
It was hot.
"Fuck. You've never asked your brothers?" Nick knew Nolan and his brothers had a wholly inappropriate and sexual relationship between them, had even watched a few times.
Nolan shook his head. "If I ask and arrange it, it won't feel right. I need to completely submissive, no control at all." The surprise was part of it. He couldn't lose himself in it if he arranged it.
Nick had a few ideas going around his head. "Tell me more." He could feel Nolan's cock getting harder against his hip.
Nolan blushed again, thinking back to the porn he'd watched. "You'd surprise me with it. I'd come over, you tell me to strip, restrain me and just leave me on the bed, waiting. My hands would be tied behind my back, blindfolded, earplugs. I wouldn't be able to stop whatever they do to me. Fuck me, fuck my mouth, spank me, hit me, come all over me. Use toys on me. Just use me over and over until I'm barely coherent." He could almost come at the thought. "But I don't want to know who they are. Or see them afterwards."
Nick was picturing it. It was hot. He needed to do this, for Nolan of course. He had an idea, wondering if he'd be able to pull it off. "I'll see what I can do."
***
Nolan was sure this was a dream. It was a week after his confession, and somehow, Nick had done it. He'd said to trust him, and he did.
Which was why Nolan was kneeling on the bed, hands tied behind his back, blindfolded, ear plugs in, and a dildo stretching him out.
Waiting.
He'd been waiting for a few minutes now, probably longer. The anticipation was killing him. He had his safeword, 3 clicks of his fingers one after the other, should things get too much. Nick was somewhere, watching.
Nolan jumped as the dildo was removed, replaced by a long, thick cock, hands grabbing at his waist tightly. Another cock was forced into his mouth, choking him slightly.
And so it began.
Nolan could barely breathe, could barely even think in the midst of all this, being speared open at both ends by cocks, wondering if one was Nick. Neither of them felt like Nick, but they were definitely familiar.
A paticularly hard thrust made Nolan moan, hard, causing someone to spank him, hard.
His mind was completely consumed with cock, unable to form a coherent thought.
Somebody had grabbed a riding crop, hitting Nolan's back with it over amd over, adding to the feeling. The cock in his mouth came, cum shouting straight down his throat, pulling out to cum partially over Nolan's face as well.
Nolan couldn't do anything as he was dragged to the floor, where another cock was in his mouth, his nose to their groin, the cock choking him.
Another cock was in his ass, hitting his prostate hard on every thrust, jostling him with force.
The riding crop continued, occasionally going underneath to hit Nolan's cock, making him groan and tug at his bonds.
Fuck it was all getting to be too much. But in the good way, Nolan couldn't think, could only stay where he was put and be used, over and over again.
Without warning, Nolan came, shouting despite the cock lodged in his throat, the riding crop hitting him even harder in reprimand.
He felt the cock in his ass come, deep inside him, the thrusts slowing down a bit until completely pulling out.
Nolan also felt someone else come on his back, could feel the sticky substance all over him, relishing the feeling of being used.
The cock in his mouth pulled out, coming all over his face, making Nolan feel even more like he was just a whore.
He was manhandled again, his hands untied and retied in front of him as he was pushed down, laying on the floor, feeling a spreader bar being fitted between his knees to keeps his legs apart.
Someone sat on his face, and Nolan got the message, sticking out his tongue to probe at the asshole right in front of him, licking inside like it was his job.
Right now, it was.
A cock was placed in his hands, tied together at the wrists, and he got the message there too, cupping his hands to jerk off the cock, even with his limited movements.
He jumped as he felt 3 fingers in his ass, then 4, then a whole fist, covered in lube and going slowly but deeply.
Nolan couldn't believe this was happening. He couldn't move, couldn't hear a thing except his own blood rushing through his veins, feeling the hand inside his ass go deep, working it's way out until he was essentially being punch-fucked over and over.
The cock in his hands came, semen spreading all over his stomach, as the cock belonging to whoever was sat on Nolan's face came as well, all over his chest.
Nolan came again as the fist kept hitting his prostate, Nolan close to tears at the overstimulation.
It just kept going.
Nolan was fucked, face fucked and fisted, covered in come over and over, manhandled and shoved around until he couldn't even tell where was anymore.
His third orgasm came from a vibrating dildo being shoved in his ass, on the highest setting, with a cock in his mouth, a warm mouth enveloping his own cock, and someone tugging and biting at his nipples.
Nolan came, losing track of what was happening to him. He was an empty vessel, a set of holes to use and fuck, and nothing more.
At his 4th orgasm, as Nolan was being speared open by 2 cocks, a third in his mouth, being hit again with the riding crop, he passed out, barely even registering the orgasm.
In the morning, he'd find out they had continued even after he had passed out.
***
Nolan came to in bed, wrapped up warmly in a blanket, voices somewhere in the apartment.
He opened his eyes, blinking, focusing on the room, seeing Nick at the side of the bed.
"You worried me for a second there, you passed out." Nick climbed into the bed, holding Nolan close to him. "Are you okay?"
Nolan nodded. He hurt, everywhere, but it was a good hurt. Made him feel owned and useful. "I'm great. Thank you." His voice was hoarse and scratchy.
"I have a photo for you." Nick leaned over and grabbed a Polaroid from the bedside table, handing it to Nolan.
Nolan held it carefully, concentrating to fully realise what he was seeing.
It was him, hands tied behind his back, on his knees, a cock in his mouth and his ass, and a riding crop hitting his back.
He looked closer, realising what it was Nick was showing him - his brothers.
Adam was holding the riding crop, Bobby was fucking Nolan's ass, and it was Will's cock in his mouth.
"I suspected, to be honest. I knew you wouldn't have gotten 3 random guys to fuck me. Surprised you didn't have a turn yourself." Nolan turned, snuggling into Nick.
"I was watching from the armchair, keeping an eye on everything." He and Nolan's brothers had decided they needed a third party to watch, make sure Nolan was okay. "I was jerking off, too. They're downstairs, I think Bobby's eating my entire fridge." He laughed.
Nolan laughed as well. "Sounds like him. Thank you for this, it was everything I hoped it would be." In a bit, he'd go and see his brothers, reassure them he was okay. Maybe hit Bobby over the head for eating all of Nick's food.
But for now, he was happy to lie here with Nick, and recover for a while.