Page 18 of Room for Elijah

“Okay.” Elijah was surprisingly titillated at the answer, and for sure, he wanted to be squeaky clean.

Nico put a pile of towels on the floor. “It’s easier to do it lying down.”

“Got it.” When the others didn’t leave right away, he emphasized his point. “Thank you, and I’ll see you in the bedroom.”

They started to leave, then Rienk stopped and looked over his shoulder. “And don’t jerk off. You’re probably hard right now, and that’s not going to get any better. But it’s worth waiting to come when Dermott’s fucking you. Trust me.”

“Got it,” he said again. “Thanks.”

The very idea of having to hold back an orgasm was weird to him now. Having gotten used to the idea that his arousal and climax wasn’t something to be ashamed of, he wasn’t sure he had the discipline to hold it back. Still, he was determined to try. Rienk knew what he was talking about, and Elijah wanted this night to be perfect. When he was alone, he shut the door and got to work stripping off his clothes and easing the plug out. His sphincter clenched around it as he did so, eager to keep it in. He felt empty without it, which was motivation enough to figure out the enema kit and get that water inside. It was easy to do, as Rienk had promised, but not comfortable or particularly arousing. That was all to the good, because he didn’t want to press matters with his dick.

He waited out the recommended thirty minutes, lying sideways on the bed of towels, using one folded one between his knees. He could hear the others having a good time in the bedroom and was eager to join them. It was torturous waiting, trying not to imagine too much what his deflowering was going to be like. He wanted no fanciful expectations. There was a good chance it would hurt, although he knew Dermott would be as careful as he could. Using the plugs had been a good idea, as well. He could appreciate the merit of them as he lay contemplating how hard it might be to accept Dermott’s dick. When the timer kicked off, he wasted no time emptying himself then jumping into the shower. By the time he joined the others, he felt fresh and ready to go. His cock entered the room before him, straining for release. He was proud of having resisted the urge to give it one so far.

Rienk and Nico were buck naked, too, and frolicking on the bed. There was a lot of touching and licking going on, yet both were equally hard. Apparently they wanted to build up their own expectations and come when he did. Or maybe Dermott was virile enough to fuck all three of them tonight. As he walked over to join them, a sudden feeling of shyness stole over him. Nothing he’d done to date was as monumental as what they had planned for this night. What if he doesn’t like me?

Rienk noticed him first, letting go of Nico and waving Elijah forward. “Come over here and get on the bed. I can see that you’re thinking too much. Let us help get you out of your own head until Daddy comes home. No point in being worked up with worry.”

Elijah was happy to comply, allowing the others to manipulate him like a ragdoll. It was all so new and exciting that he was grateful for the help. He might have otherwise simply paced, waiting for Dermott to arrive. Rienk and Nico lavished attention on him, too, kissing him and running their fingers up and down his body. They were careful not to touch his cock, and still he worried he might come at any moment from their efforts alone. Having committed to denying himself, he wanted to see it through.

“Stop, please. You’ll make me come too soon.”

“We’ve got a remedy for that!” Nico crowed before bouncing off the bed and rummaging around in a nightstand drawer. He brought back a strip of black leather and handed it to Rienk.

Rienk hovered over Elijah’s crotch and delicately snapped the band around the root of his cock and behind his balls. It was a little uncomfortable, but he didn’t mind. He understood that this would keep him from coming the same way a fist did. The help was welcome, especially as the others returned to kiss, lick and even pinch him until he was writhing from the attention. Just when he thought he was going to levitate off the bed from the sensory overload, a familiar voice interrupted them.

“God, this is scorching hot.”

“Daddy!” Rienk and Nico squealed together and abandoned Elijah to go jump into Dermott’s arms.

He kissed them both thoroughly, slapped their rumps back toward the bed, then started to undress. “I’m not going to even pretend to be sophisticated about this. I have three gorgeous boys in my bed waiting for me. That’s a first, and it’s exponentially arousing. All men should be so lucky.” His cock popped free as he slid down his pants. “I want all of you in turn, but Elijah is the star for the evening. Are you ready for me?” he asked as he slowly walked toward them.

“Yes. Daddy.” Elijah hadn’t planned on calling his lover that. He’d said in without conscious thought, and he couldn’t regret it, especially when Dermott’s eyes flashed with approval.

“Rienk, Nico, you know what to do.”

Apparently they did, because they flanked Elijah immediately, each cupping him under a knee and raising his legs. They didn’t merely open them so that Dermott could kneel in between. They also raised them high enough that Elijah was forced to curl in on himself, bent in half and his ass wide-open and exposed. Nico forced his attention away from Dermott’s approach by kissing him. The boy was so sweet in the way that he licked languidly around the inside of Elijah’s mouth. It was impossible to keep his eyes open, and that was before Rienk began to lick and suck on Elijah’s nipples. The boys distracted him so much that he jumped when something wet and warm circled his hole.

With a moan, he freed his lips and lifted his head to watch as Dermott lavished attention on his cherry ass. Dermott cupped his cheeks with his big hands to help keep him tipped in place while he licked around the puckered ring. Elijah could tell it was softening under the attention, becoming more relaxed. When Dermott poked the tip of his tongue inside, all Elijah felt was pleasure. He moaned and laid his head back down. Rienk took the opportunity to capture his mouth this time, while Nico nuzzled against Elijah’s throat. He yelped when the boy took the earlobe by his teeth and tugged. Every sensation the three men elicited blended with one another, ramping his arousal to a point where he started shaking. Good thing his cock was bound, or he would have surely come. His balls ached with the need to.

Dermott removed his tongue and replaced it with something else…a lubed finger. And as with the tongue, Elijah’s greedy body welcomed it in. Dermott fucked him with it a few times, scraping against his prostate with each pass. Elijah rocked into it as much as he could, given how in place the others were holding him. The restriction frustrated him such that he pounded the mattress. But it was also a gift because he was like a live wire from head to toe. He moaned and writhed without any inhibition, certain the others would take care of him and wanting to experience the full glory of who and what he was.

One finger turned into two, then three. Each incremental change barely registered with him. The plugs had trained him well. He needed more, though, something to stretch and burn to make him feel claimed. Even knowing it would hurt some, he still craved it. Rienk’s words about how it could increase the sensation of pleasure had stuck with him. He believed that the boy knew what he was talking about. Everything he’d witnessed proved it.

“Please, Dermott.” His entreaty came out in a breathless groan. He couldn’t manage to say anything else but knew his lover—lovers—would understand. Then there it was, something bigger and thicker than anything that had come before, pressing against his hole.

“Elijah, open your eyes. I want to see them as I mount you for the first time.”

Dermott’s raw words electrified him. At that moment, he felt primal. It was hard to comply with the command, maybe the hardest thing he’d ever done. He did it, though, for Dermott. Prying open his lids, he stared down his torso, past his straining cock and right at the man seated between his legs. Dermott looked wild, his expression fierce. They kept their gazes on each other as Dermott pushed forward, holding Elijah’s thighs with his hands. There was no teasing back and forth as he often did with the others. He entered Elijah’s channel, his cock as an unwavering conqueror, breaking through any resistance and headed for the farthest place inside him that it could go. Elijah couldn’t help wincing at being stretched so wide. Nothing had truly prepared him for this much of an invasion. It didn’t matter. He wanted it so bad, remembered Rienk’s advice and bore down as Dermott moved forward. Within seconds, the man had filled him to the hilt.

The two of them froze in that position, their chests heaving with the strain. Elijah could tell it was hard on Dermott to remain still and was thrilled to see the effect he was having on the man. There was power in his position. And it was a testament to Dermott’s determination to be caring and careful with him that the guy was straining himself to give Elijah a chance to get acclimated. He admired the control and appreciated the consideration. But he was in it for the win and eager to cross the finish line. The man had to get moving, and it was Elijah who held the reins in this.

“Fuck me, Dermott.” He let the man see his conviction in his eyes before closing them again and giving himself entirely to each and every sensation.

He didn’t have to ask twice. Dermott pulled out, then pushed back in again, tightening his grip on Elijah’s thighs and picking up speed with each pass. His snapping hips caused their bodies to slap together with such force that it would have driven Elijah against the headboard if not for the anchoring hands of the other boys. What little pain there had been evaporated in the face of the pleasure Dermott’s dick caused by filling his channel and pressing his prostate. Rienk and Nico were still there, matching their Daddy’s pace as they sucked Elijah’s nipples. One of them—no, both of them—grabbed his cock and jerked it while playing with the trapped balls. There was nowhere for him to go with the stimulation, however, until someone unsnapped his cock ring. He was coming with uncontrollable spasms before he was fully free. At the same time, warmth flooded his ass and splashed on each side of his hips. His own scream was joined by a chorus of cries.

When it was over and all that was left to hear was heavy panting, Dermott slid his cock out of him. He couldn’t help squeezing to try to keep it in place. Then Elijah’s legs were lowered, and the other boys rolled away in order to make room for Dermott. The man wrapped Elijah in his arms and pulled him to his side. Their bodies entwined without any conscious thought on Elijah’s part. He recognized Nico’s body plastered against his back seconds later, and Rienk’s arms and legs somehow wormed their way past Dermott to tangle with Elijah’s. He wanted to say something—to express his gratitude for all that these three men had done. The words stuck in his throat, then he realized that they weren’t necessary. His hold on them spoke what was in his heart. He let sleep claim him, knowing that he had found his place.

Chapter Eleven

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