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In pain and pleasure	By : zidji Category: Beyblade > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1938 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-In pain and pleasure
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He was naked and shivering. They really meant it when they said they were going to make him feel sorry for losing the battle so brutally. But it wasn’t like he was the only one who had ever lost before! So why just punish him?

“Comfortable Michael?” the familiar sound of Eddie broke through his thoughts and made him turn his head as far as it would go in the position he was in.

They really had gone too far this time. He was on all fours on a low table with his arms locked above his head and his legs, chained, and spread so open wide that his chest pressed down against the table surface. He had never felt more exposed and, he hated to admit, so vulnerable in his whole life. But of course he wasn’t going to let that show.

He sent Eddie a glare full of hatred, not bothering to answer him. Why should he? He wasn’t going to give them the pleasure of hearing him voicing his opinion. He turned his head back again with a scowl and proceeded to look down onto the table surface, making sure that his breathing came in a regular pace. “Man, this is too cool”, another familiar voice said behind him.

Steven had just entered and Michael could practically hear the grin in his teammate’s voice. “Now you probably wonder why we’re keeping you so tied down”, Steven continued and made to stand in front of the table were Michael was chained. Michael kept looking down, biting his lip from keep saying anything.

“Me and Eddie here worked so hard in the last battle but you just had to go ahead and lose it. You’re an embarrassment to us all! And that’s why we think you need some punishment.”. With the last word, Steven harshly grabbed Michael’s hair and forced his head up so he could look him in the eyes.

“Agree?”, Steven said with a mischievous grin before letting Michael’s head drop down again.

Michael kept quiet the whole time, hoping they would grow tired of their little games and finish it quickly. Steven had gone behind him again and he felt both of their eyes upon him, checking his naked form out.

“Shall we get started?”, Eddie said and moved closer.

Michael felt his heart starting to beat a tad bit faster, wondering what the hell Eddie had meant by that. Of course he had some idea, being naked and all, but he still couldn’t actually believe they were going to do something to him. It was just so wrong!

A hand on his back made him startle, not much, but apparently enough to earn a snickering from Eddie whose hands was the one that was touching him. The hand moved slowly over his naked body, making him shudder when it graced over his ribs and stomach. Eddie smiled at the response, eager to see more. Oh yes, Michael really had it coming to him. If he thought they were just going to fuck him and get it over with, then he though so wrong. Oh no, they were going to break him down in the worst way possible. They were going to make sure that he felt it both physically and mentally.

Michael laid still, trying not to react too much to the touches he felt. But the hand soon went lower on his back and it wasn’t long before he could feel it stroking his ass, barley touching his crack, but enough to make him feel really uncomfortable. He closed his eyes and tried to pretend nothing was happening. He still held them close when another hand started to roam over his body, and this one was going further. His ass was spread and he felt an urge to close his legs, but knew that it was hopeless since he was so tied down. Instead he tried to squirm away from the touch.

“What’s the matter Michael, don’t you like what were doing to you?”, Eddie teased and grabbed his waist so Steven could spread his ass more without him trying wiggle away. Michael felt his cheeks flush from what Steven was doing to him. The hand began to slowly move up and down his crack, touching and feeling his whole ass before it rubbed against his entrance. The hand turned into fingers that started to explore more of his most private place. Michael bit his lip again, beginning to feel more humiliated by the second. He made sure that his head was bent as low as possible so that they couldn’t see any emotion that would cross his face. Now all he had to stay focus on was to not make any noise that would reveal his discomfort.

Steven licked his lips at the sight of his team captain. He couldn’t wait to hear all those sounds they were going to force out of him. But he knew he couldn’t expect much yet, that was why they had planned to drag this out as long as possible. Lost in though, Steven didn’t realize exactly how far he had gone when suddenly he found he had one of his fingers rubbing against Michael’s inside walls. A hitch in Michael’s breath made him look towards his captain, and a smile slowly spread across his face. He looked up and saw that Eddie had heard the tiny sound too. His teammate was looking excited and turned to Michael. “Do you like it Michael?”, Eddie asked and let go of his waist so he could stand up at the front of the table where Michael’s head was.

Michael told himself to relax and not say anything. “Hey! I asked you a question!”. Eddie grabbed his hair just like Steve did moments ago, and forced his head up. Michael kept his eyes down. “Look at me when I’m talking to you!”, Eddie said angry and tightened his grip on Michaels hair. Steven worked the finger inside Michael’s ass. “Do as he says Michael or I’ll give you more fingers”, Steven said threatening, moving the finger in and out. Michael lifted his gaze and stared Eddie straight in the eyes and said with a low voice,“No”.

Steven snickered, loving the feeling of finger-fucking Michael’s asshole. He knew that his finger was dry, but if Michael didn’t complain he sure as hell wasn’t going to do anything about it.

“What do you say to another one Michael, think you can handle it?”, Steven asked and pushed another finger in, making Michael close his eyes again.

When Steven moved his two fingers in and out of him this time, he whimpered. He couldn’t help it. It was so uncomfortable! The humiliation spread across his face and Eddie, who was still forcing his head up, let one finger slowly grace over Michael’s lips.

Michael felt the dry fingers fuck him, it wasn’t fast, but slow and teasingly. He knew he couldn’t possible manage another finger. He had never had anything inside him before and the two fingers were more than enough for him. When he felt Eddie’s finger on his lip he bit down in anger. Eddie pulled his hand back and glared at Michael before saying, “Bad idea”.

Before he could react, he was held still while a third finger forced its way inside and fucked him hard and brutally. It hurt!

Michael struggled against the pain, but Steven showed no mercy and kept fucking him with his three fingers. Michael cried out and whimpered painfully at the feeling.

“Stop!”, he managed to get out, and was utterly ashamed of himself for not keeping his mouth shut. The fingers slowed down, but were still moving. Michael let out a small cry. He couldn’t take this! It was too dry, it hurt too much!

When Steven still kept on fingering him, Michael’s body started to shake. When Steven tried pushing in a fourth finger, he reacted like he never thought he would. He begged.

“Please...Stop!”, he whimpered, trying not to make it sound so weak.

“Now why are you telling me to stop Michael?”, Steven asked, playing with Michaels hole. Eddie had let go of Michael’s hair and looked at him with a smirk.

Michael wanted to die of shame.

“It hurts…”, he finally managed to get out, looking down.

“Well of course it hurts Michael! I wouldn’t expect dry fingers to feel very comfortable”, Steven said and started his slow movement of his fingers again. Michael winced.

“Stop… “, he whimpered again.

“Nah, I don’t think so.”, Steven said. “You know Michael; if you want me to make it better, just ask”.

Michael couldn’t believe it. As if he wasn’t humiliated enough in front of his teammates, but now Steven actually wanted him to beg him to make it better. Michael took a deep breath and felt that he still had some pride left. That was until he felt the fourth finger again.

“No! Please, don’t!”, he begged.

Scared of what would happen if Steven forced in another finger.

“Please..”, he whimpered. “Make it better”.

He felt like he was going to die from humiliation. He couldn’t believe he was being forced to beg for something he didn’t want.

“I can’t make it better Michael if you don’t tell me how. Tell me Michael, how do you want me to make it better?”, Steven asked and made Michael feel even more humiliated.

What the hell was he going to say? He knew that to make it better, the fingers had to be wet. But to beg for something like that? To actually ask Steven to make him and is fingers wet? How embarrassing!

“Okay, it’s your loss…”, Steven said and started fucking him again. Michael cried out and finally had to admit his defeat. “Please make them wet!”, he almost sobbed. “It hurts too much!”

“Are you sure that’s the only thing you want to get wet? Cause you know, it’s still going to hurt even though my fingers aren’t dry anymore.”, Steven said, slowly sliding his fingers completely out of Michael’s hole, making him gasp. He knew what Steve meant. A blush spread across his face and he almost chocked on his voice when he whispered hoarsely, “Please…make me wet too…”. After saying that last line, Michael laid his head down defeated and ashamed.

Both Steven and Eddie knew they had broken down their proud team captain by humiliating him in the worst ways. Steven couldn’t help asking; “I suppose you mean with my tongue? Do you want that Michael? Do you want me to make you wet with my tongue?”

“Yes”, Michael answered, broken, before he felt Steven kneel down between his spread legs. He wanted to cry. Why couldn’t they just make it quick and painful and leave him alone? What were they planning? How long were they going to torture him?

Steven spread Michael’s ass open and began licking it. He ran his tongue across the whole crack and made a deep lick at his entrance, making him good and wet. Michael felt the soft feeling of Steven’s tongue and it was such a huge contrast to the brutal finger-fucking he just had been through. He prayed for Steven to keep on licking him, afraid of being fingered again. He didn’t want to feel anymore pain.

It was good, he had to admit. Steven was tongue-fucking his hole now and he whimpered in pleasure. He couldn’t help that he was so sensitive down there. He tried biting his lip and breathe steady instead. Steven enjoyed tongue-fucking Michael. He loved the way the other boy also surrendered to this feeling by whimpering out his pleasure. He licked around his entrance over and over again, just to hear Michael try so desperately to hold his whimpers. Steven smiled and started moving his tongue faster, in and out of Michael and all around his sensitive areas. Michael moaned shamelessly. Feeling tears of humiliation make his vision blurry. He hadn’t cried in a long time.

Steven began touching Michael’s entrance again, while his tongue still licked him. He made sure to lick over his fingers as well, so they became wet like Michael so desperately begged for. Michael felt the fingers again and tensed up. “No”, he whimpered and shut his eyes tightly. At the same time that Steven pushed his now wet fingers inside Michael’s hole, Eddie forced two of his own fingers inside Michael’s mouth, making him choke on them. His breath became heavy while Steven fingered his ass and Eddie tried to fill up his mouth and making him gag. The pain in his ass was cooling down and replaced by something much worse; pleasure.

Michael let out a dry sob between Eddie’s fingers that spread his mouth open. The fingers in his ass rubbed against his inside walls, in and out, over and over again. Michael tried to hold back his moans, he really did. “Now what is this Michael, do you like having fingers up your ass?”, Eddie asked while exploring Michael’s mouth with his fingers. He began moving his them in and out, just like Steve did with his asshole.

Michael was so ashamed of himself. When Steven fingered him faster, he let out a whimpering sob and felt the first tear roll down his face. “Yeah, that’s a good boy…”, he heard Eddie whisper and felt the fingers in his mouth being pulled out. He was so thankful for that. He laid his head down and tried to hold back the tears. Trying to tell himself that it didn’t hurt anymore, so why cry. But he knew that it was from all the humiliation he cried, especially since his prostate was being rubbed against so hard that he was almost forced to react to it.

Steven began licking Michael again, while holding his fingers still inside him and press against his spot. The feeling was intense, and Michael cried out and whimpered pitifully. Steven’s tongue moved lower and began licking Michael’s balls. Michael opened his mouth from the pleasurable feeling and began panting. Steven began to move his fingers back and forth again, making sure that Michael whimpered each time his spot was hit.

Michael began panicking. He felt the familiar feeling of an orgasm, but there was no way he was going to come in front of them! But it felt so good! He panted harshly, bit his lip and tried to hold back his sobs. When Steven licked his balls and his cock, Michael whined and cried from the pleasure. “Please…stop”, he begged.

“But why Michael? You like this.”, Eddie said and grinned at Steven. This was almost too good!

“No, please, stop! Please!”, Michael sobbed, writhing under Steven’s tongue and fingers. Michael became desperate as he felt the orgasm approach him more and more, the tongue licking all over his sensitive skin and the fingers rubbing and pressing against his inner walls and prostate. “Oh god please stop! I’m begging you!, please!”, he cried, fresh tears falling down his face.

“But your about to come Michael, don’t you want that? Don’t you want to come?”, Steven asked

“No”, Michael whimpered. “Please stop it…”, he pleaded brokenly.

“Oh all right, I suppose we can always give you a break .”, Steven said and sent Eddie a mischievous grin. Eddie walked behind Michael again and by the sound of it, grabbed something from another table. Steven looked at Michael’s entrance, it was open and wet. He could see Michael lie with his head down, his body shaking from the intense feelings and the way he was so openly exposed. It was a beautiful erotic sight.

Eddie came back and in his hand he had a big black dildo. Steve took the dildo and pressed it against Michael’s entrance just to test it. Michael reacted at once. “What the hell are you doing?”, he asked, tears in his eyes while trying to look behind him.

Eddie got up to stand in front of him again, grabbed his head and forced it back down. Michael felt the panic rise in his body. He couldn’t have anything bigger inside him. It would tear him apart! He panted in fear when Steve prepared him with his tongue again. When the tip of the black dildo pushed against him he began moving, not wanting the object inside him. Steve got annoyed and pushed the head of the dildo in, not caring if it hurt.

Michael sobbed in pain at the penetration, making his body tense up. Eddie held him still so Steve could push more in.

“Hey, if you don’t calm down, it’s going to hurt even more!”, Steven warned him.

Michael was too far gone to hear him. All he wanted was to get away. The more he panicked, the worse the penetration became.

“He’s not calming down is he..”, Steven muttered to Eddie who kept a firm grip on Michael’s body. “Calm down!”, Eddie said and sighed.

“I-I can’t!”, Michael whimpered, sobbing harder when Steven pushed more inside him.

“Please stop! PLEASE!”, he begged and pleaded.

“You have got to relax!”, Eddie kept on saying, starting to rub soothingly over Michael’s back in a small effort to make his team captain stop panicking. Yes, they wanted to make Michael beg and plead in front of them, but they didn’t want him to hyperventilate and perhaps pass out.

“I can’t! It hurts!”, Michael cried. “Oh god it hurts! Please stop! I can’t, I CAN’T!”.

“Yes you can”, Eddie said, continuing to rub his back. “Shh.. relax… you can do this Michael”, he said in a almost soft voice. Michael sobbed humiliated.

“I CAN’T!”, he desperately cried out.

“Shh…shh…yes you can.... just like that… good boy… Steven hold still a bit“, Eddie said. Michael felt his body slowly relax when he felt the dildo in his ass slow down. He was exhausted from the struggling and sobbed openly.

“Okay Michael, it’s almost all the way inside. Now it’s very important that you hold still and do not tense up too much, or else it’s going to feel painful as hell. I’m only saying this once, so you better listen to me”, Eddie said with a low voice to Michael who nodded in shame. He held his breath when Steven began working the dildo more in.

He could feel it filling him up and press intensely against his insides. He kept quiet, but his sobbing continued. When it was just a small inch left, Steven pushed in hard and Michael screamed in pain. Steven loved it. So he repeated the motion, earning another scream from Michael. This time, the scream broke at the end and turned into a sob.

Steven began fucking him brutally with the dildo, not thinking about how Michael needed time to adjust to the new feeling.

“Steven what are you doing?”, Eddie asked and looked and Michael’s writhing body. He loved seeing his captain like this, but a part of him preferred hearing Michaels humiliating moans and sobs of pleasure. That was what really turned him on, knowing that they forced him to beg for something he didn’t really want. He wasn’t so into hurting him physically like Steven was, he liked it better when he broke down mentally and he could see the shame on his face.

Eddie realized now that Michael had buried his head down and was shaking in pain. He wanted to better see Michael’s reaction and was sure that Steven would want the same. “Yo Steven, what do you say we turn him around?”, he said and smirked.

Steven caught on right away and pulled the dildo out forcefully. Michael whimpered and gasped, and before he new it he was on his back with his arms forced again up above his head, locked. His legs were raised a bit, chained, and spread openly for Steven who shoved the dildo back into Michael’s wet and stretched entrance. Michael felt even more exposed like this, now they had access to his whole body ad he had nowhere to hide his face.

Eddie looked over at Michael, his face was wet from tears and he looked completely broken. The usual sparkle and confidence that used to shine so brightly in his eyes were replaced by pain and shame. Eddie wanted to see more tears grace Michael’s beautiful face. He began stroking Michael’s body, feeling him shudder and writhe under him. Michael moaned low and pitifully when he felt Eddie’s hands touching him softly. Eddie let both of his hands roam freely over Michaels chest and stomach, tickling him and making him whimper from it.

Steven continued his fucking, but this time aiming more at Michaels prostate. He knew that was what Eddie wanted to see, and he didn’t care, as long as he could fuck his captain’s ass. Michael bit down on his lower lip and shut his eyes tight when his prostate was hit again and he felt himself react to it. Eddie watched Michael’s cock grow and he took it in his hand and started pumping it, making him hard. Michael moaned loudly when Eddie kept touching him. He arched his back in pleasure, panting and pleading when the movement made the dildo in his ass hit his spot dead on.

“Don’t touch him too much Eddie, we don’t want him to come like that, remember?”, Steven said and let the dildo move faster in and out of Michael’s entrance. “Right”, Eddie said and gave one last stroke before he let go of Michael’s cock.

Michael opened his eyes and stared confused and a little scared at his two teammates. Eddie caught Michael’s eyes and smiled. Steven watched and said, “We are going to let you come Michael, I know you want to”. At that Michael blushed and looked down. “But… we want you to come just like this”, Steven ended and gave a demonstrating thrust with the dildo, pressing against Michael’s spot. Michael’s blue eyes looked at the other two in fear and disbelief. They had got to be kidding.

“Yep, it’s true”, Eddied said, “we want to see you come by just being fucked, no other touching, only prostate stimulation”. Michael made a small whining noise, making Eddie chuckle. “You can do this Michael”, he said, signalizing to Steven that the game was on. Steven now made sure that every thrust hit Michael’s prostate, fast and hard. Michael panted and screamed in pleasurable pain.

“Please don’t”, he pleaded.

The feeling was so intense, but not enough to make him come! He could feel the pressure building up inside him and he knew that he had to let go sometime.

“It’s impossible!”, he sobbed, moaning and writhing while he was fucked.

The rubbing and thrusting in his ass made his insides oversensitive and it started to become too intense, almost painful. But Steven didn’t slow down one bit. He had an arm around Michael’s waist, holding him still while the other moved the dildo in an unbearable pace. Michael cried hard. He was frustrated, exhausted, scared and humiliated. He began shaking his head, sobbing while the tears ran from his blue eyes.

“I can’t, I can’t, I can’t!”, he repeated over and over again, crying more for each time.

Suddenly he felt Eddie’s hand again, touching his chest and his nipples. Michael bit his lip and panted hard. He looked up, ashamed, at Eddie. Eddie saw Michael’s reaction to his touch and kept rubbing his nipples and his upper body. Michael moaned.

“please…”, he begged in a hoarse whisper. “Please touch me”

“I’m not touching you more than this, but you like this don’t you?”, Eddie asked, and made his fingers dance erotically over Michael’s body.

“Yes”, Michael whimpered and arched into the touch.

Steven didn’t care what Eddie was doing as long as he didn’t touch Michael’s cock. They were going to force him to orgasm, even if they had to stay here all night.

Michael could feel it building up inside him. Eddie must have sensed it too cause he bent lower down, and stroked Michael’s hair away from his face, watching him pant and struggle with the pressure inside him. Michael closed his eyes at Eddie’s touch.

“That’s a good boy…”, Eddie whispered to him. “Come for me now. I know you want to”.

“I can’t”, he whimpered, choking on his tears.

“Yes you can Michael. Come for me.”, Eddie repeated, teasing him with his fingers on his stomach, moving lower and lower, but not touching him were he wanted to be touched.

The sensation of Eddie’s fingers and Steve’s thrusting with the dildo on his prostate, made him cry out loud and come hard. His whole body was shaking from the orgasm; he arched his back and sobbed shamelessly in front of his two teammates. Tears soaked his face and he moaned and screamed when Steve pulled out the dildo and replaced it with his four fingers again, fingering out the rest of his orgasm, massaging his prostate and turn him into a sobbing, helpless wreck.

After the orgasm had died down, he broke into tears again. He couldn’t believe what they had just made him do. His humiliation was complete. Both Eddie and Steve stepped away from him and watched as he cried, helpless at the table. Eddie could feel himself getting more and more turned on by his broken captain and his painful sobs and cries of humiliation.

Michael was still chained up and wished desperately to close his legs so he could curl up instead of still being so exposed. A heart wrenching sob escaped his lips when he thought about what had just happened. He panted and tried to catch his breath again. He didn’t hear the other two anymore, but he assumed they were still in the room, watching him. The thought made him blush and fresh tears gathered in his crystal blue eyes again, threatening to fall.

Eddie saw how Michael struggled to pull himself together. He could see the shame on his face, and he knew that Michael had to feel like the most worthless person on this planet now. He felt something inside him, it wasn’t pity, no, he loved seeing his teammate like this. It turned him on more than anything else. But something inside him wanted to go over to Michael and ravish him on the table. He wanted to lift Michael’s legs and penetrate him until he moaned in pleasure. He wanted to kiss those red lips and stare into those blue eyes that were glistening with tears while he fucked him long and hard.

Steven looked at Eddie and saw the lust in his eyes. He wouldn’t mind a little after show if that meant he could hear those sweet cries of mercy again coming from Michael’s lips.

“Go ahead”, he said to Eddie, gesturing towards where Michael lay on the table.

Eddie grinned down at Steven and walked over to Michael again.

Michael stopped making any sound when he saw Eddie approach him. Fear spread across his face, and he began breathing heavy again. Why couldn’t they just leave him alone! He tried not to look at his teammate, but the touch on his spread legs made him turn his head towards what was happening. Eddie began stroking his legs, massaging them and moving his hands lower down at each stroke. When the hands reach his tights, Michael whimpered and wanted to say something, ask him what he was going to do. But he didn’t dare. Instead he just lay there and felt his body tense just a little bit when Eddie’s fingers rubbed over his used and still wet entrance.

Michael winced and squirmed under the touch. He was soar after the rough penetration he had got from the dildo. Eddie let out a small sigh when he slowly moved his fingers in and out of Michael. He couldn’t believe how hot it looked. He looked at Michael’s face and saw the tense look he had. Eddie tried fingering him in a different angle, and that earned him a small whimper. Eddie smiled and bit his lip in concentration. He moved his fingers just a little bit faster, unlike Steven, he didn’t want to hurt Michael anymore, so he made sure that he hit Michael’s prostate all the time. Michael was already over stimulated from the last fucking, and just this small action with Eddie’s fingers made him moan sobbingly in pleasure.

“That’s it Michael…”, Eddie said softly and smiled each time Michael cried out from his finger-fucking.

With his other hand he zipped open his pants and let them fall to the floor along with his boxers. Michael didn’t notice it at first, but once he did, desperation and panic lit up his face and he tried to get away. This of course was impossible since he was being chained down. “Relax mate”, Eddie said and removed his fingers. Michael whimpered from the loss but kept on struggling.

“Let me go!”, he screamed.

“Not until I’ve had my way with you”, Eddie said and released his legs but kept a firm grip on them so Michael couldn’t move any more than what he had before.

“Eddie, stop it!”, Michael cried out, panic rising in his voice.

He was NOT going to let Eddie fuck him. One thing was getting fucked by a toy, but to have another person inside him, taking control over him. That was just too much.

“Stop it please!”, he begged this time and felt his legs being lifted up higher and laid down on Eddie’s shoulder.

He felt like a slut, lying there; ready to get fucked in the ass by one of his friends. Michael felt Eddie’s cock at his entrance, pushing in. He turned his head away, not wanting to look up and into the eyes of his teammate. Eddie leaned down and bent Michael’s legs so he could penetrate him deeper. He could see Michael closing his eyes and assumed that the other boy enjoyed being filled up, whether he would admit it or not. When Eddie began moving, a tear rolled down Michael’s face.

“Michael”, Eddie said, panting, “look at me”.

Michael whimpered, “no” and bit his lip. Eddie stared at Michael’s face; he really was beautiful, no doubt about it. He couldn’t help but feel proud to probably be the only person who would ever have Michael Parker on his back, fucking him and making him moan. “Michael”, Eddie said again, thrusting deeper and deeper inside him. “You feel so good!”

At that Michael hesitantly looked up at Eddie. He had never heard anyone say that so sincerely to him. He knew he was good at stuff, but he had never been told he felt good. Eddie smiled down at him, breathing harshly. He grabbed Michael’s legs better and began fucking him faster and harder. Michael moaned loudly and arched up and into Eddie’s body. Eddie had his face so close to Michael that he could feel his breath on his skin, and hear it erotically in his ear. He saw that Michael had his eyes closed again, and lips open with sobs and moans of pleasure escaping them.

“Fuck”, Eddie whispered and covered Michael’s lips with his own. Michael’s eyes shut open and he felt his heart beat faster. What the fuck was going on? Eddie didn’t seem to notice any of it, just kept thrusting in and out of Michael’s entrance and moving his mouth against Michael’s own. Licking his lips and biting down on his lower lip. Michael cried from the little pain the biting had caused him.

“Fuck Michael, you’re so good!”, Eddie moaned out, making Michael sob.

He loved hearing Eddie say that to him. He whimpered for more, desperate to hear Eddie tell him how good he was again. How much he liked fucking him. He even responded when Eddie began kissing him more. Their mouths moved together, slowly, and Michael moaned over and over again into the kiss. He could feel his cock grow hard again and his prostate being hit every time Eddie moved inside him.

“Eddie..”, he moaned shamelessly, clinging to his teammate.

Eddie lifted himself up from Michael, grabbed each of his ankles and spread his legs before he fucked him in long and hard movements. Michael couldn’t do anything but just lay there and take it. Eddie’s cock moved in and out of him faster and faster until he felt him explode inside him. Eddie fucked out his orgasm, making the last thrusts so brutal that Michael almost cried in pain.

Eddie wasted no time in pulling out and showing three fingers inside of Michael again. He stood beside the table, his fingers fucking Michael’s ass, his other hand pumping his cock, and his mouth moved rhythmically against Michael’s own. Michael whimpered and moaned and broke the kiss to let out a sob. Eddie fingered him faster and Michael screamed when he felt his orgasm approach again.

“Oh god.. oh god.. please…”, he begged. “Don’t stop! DON’T STOP”.

He felt the pressure inside him erupt and he opened his mouth in a silent scream when his second orgasm was forced out of him. Just like Steven had done, Eddie didn’t pull out his fingers until he had fingered out the last bit of orgasm Michael had left. While Michael was panting hard, Eddie reached up and unlocked his arms. Michael immediately pulled them down and buried his head in them, shaking from the whole experience. He curled up his legs and winced a little when he felt how soar he was.

This time however, Eddie did not leave his side like he did before. Instead he sat down at the table where Michael’s head was and pulled the shaking boy into his arms. Michael didn’t care how humiliating the whole scene was, or that he was being held by the same person who had just fucked him against his will. He cried and sobbed into Eddie’s arms, clinging to him, desperate for a touch that didn’t consist of humiliation and pain. Eddie watched him with a smirk on his face. This was just how he wanted Michael; vulnerable and submitting. When Michael let out a dry sob, Eddie stroked his hair and whispered to him; “Shh… relax Michael…it’s over now. You’ve been good. Shh shh.”.
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