Tangled Together | CH. 2 (Roommate Bonding Time 15)

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CHAPTER 2

The tension in the ropes holding my wrists to the ceiling made it so every time I shifted my weight, the hemp bit into my skin, reminding me exactly who owned me tonight.

Evan stepped close, his bare chest warm against mine, and traced his fingers down my stomach, and lower … until his hand cupped my balls. He squeezed with just enough pressure to stop my breath for a second and rolled his thumb lazily over the sensitive skin.

Across the room, Chris was bound tight to a chair. Dante and Liam were lording over him like he was their shiny new toy. I just hoped Dante could share—he has this possessive hunger in his eyes that made him look even more like a Disney villain than usual.

“They look busy,” Evan stated, noticing my attention drifting.

“Guess I’m all yours,” I responded.

“Sounds fucking great to me,” he said. And suddenly he was behind me, hands gripping my hips mercilessly as he dropped to his knees.

The feeling of his fingers gently spreading me was the last thing I felt before the wet warmth of his tongue on my hole overcame me. Greedy lashes of his tongue darting inside me made my knees buckle, leaving only the ropes to support me, until their bite reminded me I had to stand.

“Evan—fuck,” I whimpered.

After a minute, or thirty minutes, or an hour of driving me out of my mind, I wasn’t sure how time worked anymore. Evan stood up with a coil of rope in hand, ready for whatever new knot he needed to add to his masterpiece. Surprise lit my expression as he wrapped the soft, shorter blue rope around my neck loosely. Some sort of tie at the nape of my neck secured it while the tail end remained in Evan’s left hand. Like he was about to take me on a walk.

He tugged just enough to have me lose access to my windpipe. When he released, I giggled a little in a dizzy delight. For whatever reason some therapist one day might have to look into, I damn liked him making me his bitch.

A crack rang in my ears before the briefest, sharp burn rang through my left asscheek. He’d grabbed another coil of rope to use as a whip. I was whipped and collared, and loving every second of it.

“You like that, boyfriend?” Evan growled, his voice dropping into a register that made my whole body throb.

“Yes,” I gasped, choking on the word as he pulled the rope collar taut again. “Yes, Sir.“

“Fuck …” Evan breathed against my ear. “I like the sound of that.”

Before I knew it, he was guiding his hard, slick tip against my entrance. He pushed deep inside me in one smooth, unyielding thrust that made me cry out before he tightened my leash enough to stop the sound. The tension caused me to throw my head back against him, and my entire body went taut as he filled me completely, taking total ownership of every inch of me.

My heart hammered against my ribs from my roomies getting me all damn riled up. I thought I might break the chair the way my body jerked to be closer to either of them. Liam’s mouth brushed against the shell of my ear, sending my eyes rolling back into my skull as a pained moan escaped my lips.

“You’re so fucking horny already, you’re about ready to bust,” Liam chuckled obnoxiously.

“Just grab my damn dick already, man,” I begged.

“Not yet,” Dante said seriously from where he crouched between my legs, caressing my thighs.

“Just relax,” Liam said into my ear, before dropping his lips down to my neck, lightly brushing my pulse point. “We’re gonna take care of you when we’re ready.”

His thick fingers trailed down my chest to pinch my nipples, causing my hips to buck. His hot breath on my neck sent waves of pleasure down my spine. I groaned, my cock desperate for any kind of friction, but neither of them was touching it. They touched everywhere around it, building up waves and waves of tension that had nowhere to go.

Massaging my left calf expertly, Dante looked up at me, grinning like a devil as his hands slid lower to my foot. He massaged the tension there through the thick white fabric of my athletic socks, which were probably soaked with my sweat since I’d just come home from a workout, come to think of it. The smell of my ball-sweat wafted in the air something fierce, and it just made me hornier, but I wasn’t exactly sure that was the case for everyone else.

Dante didn’t seem to mind.

His heavy-lidded amber eyes locked on mine as he leaned into my foot and grabbed a loose bit of my sweaty socks near my big toe with his teeth, and pulled back his head to leave my foot bare. The sight of him removing my gym sock with his teeth was awakening something in me I had no idea I was there as my cock leaked precum down my stomach and thighs. My belly button was filled with the stuff. Then he did something absolutely crazy. He dragged his tongue right across the bottom of my arch, savouring the taste of me like I was the most delicious thing ever, before taking my big toe in his mouth and sucking gently.

I moaned pitfully at the new, relaxing sensation. The warmth of his mouth and the sheer filthiness of it sent my pulse racing.

He giggled below me. Probably at how hilariously gooned out I looked right now.

“Fuck!” I choked out a laugh and leaned my head back into Liam’s muscular torso. His hands on my shoulders, digging into the muscles there, brought me back to earth.

If someone had told me an hour ago that I’d be tied to an armchair letting a guy suck on my toes, I would’ve laughed in their face. But the sensation was ridiculously, insanely good. That combined with the warmth of Liam’s lips on my neck was pushing me right to the edge of perfect overstimulation.

“Look at you,” Dante teased, his fingers tracing up my inner thigh, stopping mere millimeters from my leaking dick. “You’re enjoying this way too much, Chris.”

He blew softly towards my tip, centimeters away from his lips actually touching me. Liam trailed his hands over my nipples and stomach to add to the tension. My dick twitched like crazy.

“You guys are ... fucking evil,” I panted, my abs quivering as I strained against the wrist ties behind me.

“Evil?” Liam chuckled from behind, his hands sliding down my ribs to hold my hips still, stopping me from grinding against nothing. “We haven’t even started yet.”

Dante sucked a finger into his mouth with a devilish look on his face, before placing it at the crown of my cock, right where my tip was pouring precum relentlessly, and sliding it down the length of my shaft, all the way down to my balls.

I nearly came right fucking then and there the way they got me all riled up.

“Damn, we’ve got our boy on edge,” Liam chuckled out in his rough tone.

“Let’s see how long we can keep him there.” Dante winked.