Fresh Meat At The Prison Pt. 07

After returning to the house, I approached the guys.

“What’s wrong, pretty boy?”

I shifted where I stood. “Nothing really. Uhm, you guys have been really good on this trip…”

Gavin grunted. “I’ve been on my best behavior. Didn’t want to scare your family. If it’s not enough, I can try harder.”

“No! You’ve been more than friendly-” Drake laughed. I smiled, too. “I mean friendly for Gavin. Really, you’ve both been great…”

“But?” Drake asked.

I didn’t know how to say it. I looked at them back and forth as I tried to find a way to say what I needed.

Gavin grinned. “You want some bad, pouty lips?”

I squirmed. “Uuhmm…”

Drake grinned wide and looked at Gavin. “Barn?”

He nodded. “I’ll grab some stuff. Wash up,” he commanded as he swatted my ass.

I was both excited and terrified of the looks in their eyes.

After I washed, Drake dried my hair. It was wonderful feeling his hands massaging through my scalp as he did.

Once I was squeaky clean, he lead me to the old barn that was only used for storage now. Gavin was waiting for us. In the middle, was a rope contraption dangling from the loft beam.

They both advanced on me and stripped me down in record time. They tied me up, my wrists strung tightly above my head.

They didn’t lock the barn door! My parents were going to be out until later that evening, but still… Anyone could happen to walk in. They’d see me bound and helpless… being taken by a man. Multiple men. My dick jerked. Ugh, why was I like this? The guys grinned at me knowingly. I blushed.

Gavin stripped off his shirt. I sometimes forgot how large of a man he was. He was tall, broad shouldered, stacked with muscles, and hung like a horse. His skin was shiny with sweat from the heat, and the bulge in his jeans was not hidden at all.

Gavin walked around us in circles, enjoying the view. I couldn’t help wiggling in anticipation.

Drake felt up my exposed body, causing shivers to run up and down me. Goosebumps formed all over my skin.

Drake stepped back, and Gavin saddled up behind me. His calloused hands held firmly around my neck and gripped my excited dick.

Without any fanfare, he pumped me in steady, strong strokes.

They guys hadn’t touched me in days, and I hadn’t had time to relieve myself either.

He didn’t stimulate me anywhere else, and yet, I built fast.

He did the twisting motion over my dickhead on the upward pump just how I like. Ooohhh!

My orgasm was so strong, I fell forward. But Gavin kept rubbing me. “Oof! I’m s-sensitive! You can sto-uh-stop now!”

“Hmmm no.” He continued to stroke my post-orgasm, come juice-soaked, soft dick.

“Ah! Ahh! I can’t- it’s too much!” My hips were writhing. I tried every direction to get away from his hand.

“But I like your reactions.”

He focused on the head. “Noooo, uh!”

He changed his motions. He went base to tip with a wave of increasing pressure as if, he was milking me. “Gaaavinnn,” my body jerked. “Ah!!! Ughh!” It was pleasurable but a painful, uncomfortable pleasure. I couldn’t get away. It was like forced pleasure! Overwhelming, too much pleasure!

He finally stopped. I would have collapsed if the ropes didn’t keep me up right.

“We love you, too,” Gavin said.

“Yeah, we both love you,” Drake asserted.

“Too?! Did I just blurt something out during orgasm?”

“No, I heard you at your parol officer meeting a few weeks ago,” Gavin stated, rubbing my back soothingly. “We should have told you earlier.”

“Oh.” I was so pleased. He pet my hair, and I melted into him. Drake hugged me from the side. “Um, you guys haven’t come yet.”

“We’re just getting started, pretty boy.”

My mouth fell slightly ajar. I already felt wrecked.

From the bag he brought, Gavin took out something long and slightly phallic in shape. He ran it down my neck, across my collar bone, and rubbed my nipples with it. Mmhh, my nipples enjoyed the attention.

Buzz!! My body jerked as it started vibrating against my nipple. It seemed to have a direct line to my dick and hole. I shifted my hips back and forth, looking for relief from either side.

He focused the vibrations on my other peaked nipple as Drake’s hand soothed and rubbed the first one.

“Hmmm, mhmm, yeah, more! Eep!”

Drake pinched my nipples.

Gavin shoved the vibrator between my thighs, under my balls. “Oh! Ohh!! That feels- Ugh!” I can’t describe how it felt on my balls. A totally new sensation.

He stopped all contact with my body. Just as my muscles were relaxing, he brought the vibrator directly against my dickhead.

“AHH!”

He pulled away as fast as he had approached.

“I- I don’t- that…” I was at a loss for words.

He grabbed my dick. I tried to pull away, but he squeezed harder to the point that it was painful when I jerked. He increased the vibrator settings two degrees and pressed it firmly against my dickhead.

“AAAHHHHH!!!!!”

I was being electrocuted from my dick. I couldn’t get away. Precome or

more come, I didn’t know at this point, fell from my little dick as shakes wracked my body in all directions, rippling in intensity. I couldn’t tell if I was even hard or not.

Tears built in my eyes and a few escaped down my cheek, which Drake kissed and licked away.

Gavin truly was milking me! He milked me further, until my dick was wet with fluid, and I felt as though I would pass out from lack of oxygen and too much sensation.

He let go of my dick. It flailed, somewhere between spent and trying to come back to life.

Gavin’s eyes were dilated, almost completely black, and ate me up.

“You’re so good for us, pouty lips.”

I shivered at the compliment.

He lowered the vibrator setting.

Without anything else in contact with my body, he started at the base of my dick and slid the vibrating toy up to the v of the underside of my crown lightly every few strokes. Ohhh! It was too much! I had already had too much. I wiggled. He continued, over and over. He started holding it there for a few moments then repeated and repeated and repeated. Sometimes he held it at my dickhead for just a moment, and sometimes he really prolonged the harsh sensations there. My dick ached in pain pleasure and yet started growing again.

My muscles and bones were already sore from twitching. I couldn’t control my body.

He continued the gentle tease of vibrations until my dick was pointing straight up of its own accord, begging for more.

I was squirming and shaking so badly, Drake came up behind me to grip my hips almost painfully, which helped balance out the overwhelming sensations, and held my body against his. He stroked and caressed my stomach, my chest, and the outside of my thighs.

He rutted his rock hard erection against my back, but not slipping enough between my cheeks to rub against my hole.

Gavin pressed and shook the vibrator against my balls. I yelped. Then he dragged it along my shaft and held against my dickhead for a few seconds.

“Ahh! Gavin!!” My voice was hoarse from constantly moaning.

Drake sucked on my neck. My eyes rolled to the back of my head.

Gavin pressed the vibrator against my balls and upped the vibration, repeating the same movement.

He stopped all contact again, giving me a few moments of relief I know wouldn’t last.

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