“You don’t have to do anything,” Liam said. “Just sit there and enjoy yourself. I’m sure this won’t last long.”
BUZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!
It all happened so quick. Liam pulled whatever it was from behind his back and pressed it right up against the side of my shaft. Fuck! Holy shit! I thought as intense vibrations shot into my groin. My cock went from soft to hard faster than a speeding bullet. I wasn’t surprised, but I still felt like a loser watching it happen.
“Gotta love an electric toothbrush,” Liam said with a chuckle.
“Oh, fucking bullshit,” Colt whined, but Liam shut him down with a glance and a shrug. Liam was smarter than Colt, and more devious. It had been that way forever.
“Oh, god,” I moaned. “No! No!” While the first exaltation was a cry of excitement, I somehow managed to shift my tone. Those two ‘no’s meant no. I used my right hand and slapped the toothbrush away. It fell to the floor where it vibrated against the tile.
“Hey!” Liam growled. “I’m telling you to sit still.”
“No,” I said. “I’m… I’m going to… I need to go home.”
I began to push myself up from the chair. Liam clamped his hand on my shoulder and pushed me back down. Travis was cracking up watching us have it out while my dick was already waving around in front of me.
“That wasn’t the deal,” he said. “You promised that if I touched you that you would do whatever I told you for the rest of the night.”
“I can’t,” I mumbled. “Not this.”
Colt had gotten up to better see what was going on; he was standing by Liam’s right side. He had a smirk on his face, but he wasn’t laughing. I wondered if I could convince him to let me go, since that would void the bet. I hoped against hope that he hadn’t forgiven Liam’s sleazy lawyer tactics that easily.
“Hold him down,” Liam commanded.
As he moved away, Colt pushed his way in front of me. He slammed both of his large mitts down on my shoulders. My ass squished against the chair as he leveraged his body weight against me. Why? Why? was all I could think.
His package was right in front of my face. I could smell the same scent on him that I had earlier. I looked right at the ample bulge in his boxers. I wasn’t sure why I was looking. What the hell? What the fuck is happening to me? I told myself that it was just because it was at my eye level. I let my gaze move upward across his defined abs and muscular pecs before stopping on his face.
“Sorry, bruh,” he said. “You told him what you told him. You can’t welch out now.”
Liam came racing towards us; he looked like a blur. I was only a moment before he was standing behind me. I heard a metallic sound, but I couldn’t quite place it. Then I felt him grabbing at my wrists so that each one was pulled through a different wooden slat on the chair’s back.
CLICK!
First it was one wrist, then the other. Sharp metal pressed against my tender skin. By the time I tried to yank away, it was too late. I couldn’t pull my hands back through the slats.
“How the hell do you have handcuffs, bruh?” Colt asked. “Is your girl into some kinky shit?”
“My uncle’s a cop,” he said. “He gave them to me as a gift when I was a kid. I used to pretend to arrest people in my family.”
Fuck. I shook my hands; the metal of the chain connecting the cuffs clattered against the wooden slats that kept me bound to the chair. That’s it then. Guess I’m totally fucked.
Then I felt something looping around my right ankle; it was sticky. I figured out soon enough that it was athletic tape, and then my ankle was bound to the chair leg. I tried to slide my left ankle out away from the chair, but Liam just yanked it back to finish the job. In less than a minute, he had secured me as his prisoner.
BUZZZZZ…
The sound of the toothbrush spinning in a circle reverberated through the room. My bindings dug into my wrists and ankles. A wave of panic washed over me. You can’t do this. You gotta let me go. A balloon started to expand in my chest; it felt like it was forcing all the air out of my lungs.
“He looks kinda pissed,” Travis said.
“I have a feeling that won’t last for long,” Liam replied.
He scurried over to the place where the toothbrush had fallen and scooped it up. He came back holding it like a trophy. Colt had moved back to the couch. He looked comfortable as he leaned against the arm rest – more comfortable than I was, certainly. It was a low bar.
“You don’t have to fight it, Augie,” Liam said. “You clearly like how it felt; look at your dick.”
We both gazed down at my crotch. My dick was still at full attention. I felt the little pulse of energy flowing through it even though it wasn’t visibly throbbing. My face flushed; I instinctively tried to pull my hands in front of myself to act as some sort of shield.
“Did you see his reaction to the toothbrush?” Colt asked. “‘Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!'”
“Just like my girlfriend when I stick a toy against her clit when I’m eating her out,” Travis said.
Their pecs bounced as they laughed at my misfortune. I couldn’t help but notice how massive they both were. Even though I was the same build, I felt small in that moment. They were alphas; I was not. It made me feel weak and pathetic.
“Let’s try this again,” Liam said.
He jammed the vibrating device so that it was in the crook between my nutsack and my left thigh. Fuck. Jesus, yes! I immediately pulled my ass away from the seat. Even though my limbs were bound, I still had some wiggle room.
That felt so amazing. I can’t do it again, though. I can’t do it in front of them.
The toothbrush clattered on the seat below me. Liam’s emerald eyes twinkled with deviousness. He took a step back to size up the situation.
“He’s not gonna let you win that money,” Travis said with a chuckle.
“Keep it up, bruh,” Colt said. “I’ll buy you a six pack when he pays me.”
My heart was racing. Even the brief moment of contact had been so intense. I’d never dared to do anything like that to myself. I’d wanted to last longer, not zap myself into oblivion even faster.
Liam walked back towards me. He leaned in close next to my ear. He paused; his warm breath collided with the side of my face. It kinda… kinda feels nice. The network of nerve endings in my body funneled the sensation down towards my dick in record time. Everything was so messed up. My body had been overloaded; it could barely handle what was happening to it on the outside, let alone incorporate my wild vacillations between “No!” and “Yes!”
“I’d sit back down on that seat if I were you,” Liam whispered. “Otherwise, we might just have to find out if this toothbrush can fit up your ass.”
No. No, he wouldn’t. I was genuinely shocked. Liam had always been a bit of a douchebag, and even with how far he’d gone that very night, I truly believed he still had his limits. Everything they had done so far had been insane, but I could still see the three of them rewriting it as a prank that had gone too far. There was no way they could do that if Liam impaled me with an electric toothbrush.
The hair on the back of my neck stood up; a shiver went down my spine. My core felt progressively weaker as I continued to hold my ass off of the seat. I didn’t know what to do. I looked at Travis and Colt. I thought about telling them what he’d whispered, but I knew he’d just say it had been a fucked-up joke.