Page 45 of Ours
Maybe the boys felt the need to reinforce their ownership after the collaring. Maybe just the idea of owning someone like that did it. Whatever the reason, Derek and Nic were determined to fuck him. No nonsense, no frills, no more foreplay—just fucking. Derek looked down and watched as Cory’s ass swallowed his cock with ease. Then his eyes trailed up and saw the collar.With a sudden growl, Derek planted both his hands on Cory’s shoulders, his weight pinning Cory’s chest to the bed.
The sudden addition of weight on his back caught Cory by surprise, though not enough to make him struggle. He could still move his head, could still breath without issue. It actually feltgood, being pinned like that underneath Derek. Derek started fucking him even faster now, practically looming over Cory as he slammed down into his hole. Cory heard what sounded like a growl escape from Derek, who never let up on the punishing pace of his pounding.
Cory’s cock continued to leak, ensuring there would be a decent sized wet spot by the time they were finished. With each pass over his prostate, his cock would throb and leak even more precum. It had been so long that felt like he was going to cum any second now,reallycum, and he was just bracing himself for when the dam finally broke. He didn’t have to wait long, as a few moments later Derek pushed him over the edge. Using the pillow to once again muffle himself, Cory squealed as he came, his cock shooting hands free onto the mattress below and up onto his belly. His hole spasmed and twitched as Derek continued to fuck, his sensitive prostate walking the line between pleasure and torture.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Derek eked out through gritted teeth.
As his cock made the final few thrusts, he practically roared out his orgasm, slamming forward as each shot was fucked deeper and deeper into Cory’s ass. As he caught his breath, he continued to rock his hips back and forth, his cock slightly softer but still more than enough to leave Cory whimpering. When he was finished, Derek gingerly extracted himself, moving to the side to make room for Nic, who wasted no time in replacing Derek behind Cory. Cock already lubed, he pressed his cock against Cory’s open and leaking hole, pushing in before the boy had achance to fully recover. Cory whined, out of arousal and a little pain, burying his face once more in his pillow.
“Damn, dude,” Nic commented as he started his fuck. “You really stretched him out this time. Practically feels like a pussy.” He punctuated his sentence with a spank, enjoying as Cory moaned and reflexively tightened his hole.
“He may as well have one these days,” Derek added offhand.
Cory couldn’t really argue, what with his cock quickly filling once again as Nic’s nine inches stretched him open once more. It didn’t seem to make a difference whether he was caged or not—Cory loved getting fucked. He hadn’t exactly had the opportunity to do any fucking of his own yet, but there was no way it could compare to this. Cory’s eyes rolled back in his head as Nic re-angled his thrusts.No way.
Nic would have agreed with him, though from the other side of things—since fucking Cory’s ass the first time, he had come to almostpreferit, not that he would admit that to even himself. It was tighter, warmer, and he didn’t have to worry about knocking Cory up. Even getting sloppy seconds like this seemed better, the walls of Cory’s well-used hole squeezing around him like a vice, but still soft enough for him to pound into with no mercy.
Looking below him, he took the scene in, Cory’s ass jiggling each time his cock slammed home. Above that was Cory’s back, muscles straining from exertion. And farther up then that, Nic could see the collar, the symbol of his and Derek’s ownership. Cory’s hands were still pressed into the mattress, as if holding on for dear life.Well that won’t do.
With both hands, Nic grabbed Cory’s wrists, pulling his arms behind him and pinning them both to the small of his back. Other than a small yelp of confusion, Cory made no attempt to protest or move from where he was being held. Nic growled.Fuck, I love this.His thrusts grew stronger; he was going to cum any second now. Still gripping Cory’s wrists tightly, Nic followedDerek’s lead and all but shouted out his orgasm, pinning Cory to the mattress by his hips. Cory’s hole twitched as it was once again bred, filled to the brim with his owners’ cum.
Rather than climbing off Cory, Nic allowed himself a few moments to catch his breath, sprawling himself on top of the prone boy. He smiled as he felt Cory’s hole continuing to squeeze and milk his cock from inside. Hell, if he had a few minutes, he could probably go again. Yeah, fucking ass was pretty great.
The boys returned home Sunday afternoon, the rest of the trip passing with little fanfare, the remaining time at the cabin split between goofing off and fucking. After he was dropped off, Cory walked up to his apartment, his hand moving up to his new collar as he did, and he smiled. He still wasn’t sureexactlywhat all of this meant for the future, but it had to be a good sign, right?
His mom was out when he walked in, and Cory was thankful to get a little alone time. He briefly thought about texting Derek or Nic to ask to jerk off but realized he didn’t really want to. It was weird. He had spent so much time while locked up wanting to jerk off and now that he was free…Meh.It wasn’t as if he really needed to with Derek and Nic around now.
Cory walked to his room and turned on his computer, deciding to goof off while he had the chance. After browsing through his usual sites, he checked his email, where he saw a reminder email sent from a college he had thought about applying to about deadlines.Hmm, actually…Cory pulled up a list he had made earlier in the year of colleges he, Derek, and Nic had talked about applying to. Cory thought back to what Derek and Nic had said about school over the weekend. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to put in a few more applications. Having more options wouldn’t be a bad thing…
“Nic, there you are!” Nic’s father greeted as soon as he walked in the door.
“Hey, dad.” Nic walked past his dad, intending to head back to his room, before he noticed there were guests in the living room.
“Shit, is that little Nicky?” Luis, one of his dad’s friends, stood up to greet him. “When the fuck did you get so big?”
“Nic, you remember Luis, right?” Luis was an old friend of his dad’s. They used to work construction together when Raphael was still putting himself through college. Nic hadn’t seen him in years and didn’t even know he and his dad still talked.
“Yeah, I think so. It was a long time ago, right?” Nic remembered Luis just fine. He was just really hoping this guy wasn’t expecting him to still call him “tio.” “Gabby was still a baby.”
“We ran into each other at the gym yesterday,” Raphael explained. “I invited him over to watch some football today. You got home just in time.”
“Oh, cool.” Nic cringed inwardly as he put on a fake smile. “Let me just put my stuff away.”
Turning from the room, Nic’s false smile fell as soon as he was out of their line of sight. Dropping his bag, Nic flopped face first onto his bed, letting out a muffled scream into the mattress. He was so fucking sick of football.
Derek logged onto his computer when he got home, once again alone. He wasted no time, jumping straight to his email so he could fire off a message to Carl. The older man insisted on using email to talk, saying things like Facebook or texting were too informal. Derek was glad Carl couldn’t see him rolling his eyes over the internet.
Hey! So we did what I talked to you about. You were right. The collaring went off without a hitch. As soon as I put it on him, it was like all the energy in the room shifted. We both fucked him right there, didn’t even need to talk about it.
Derek had really enjoyed talking to Carl. On top of all the great toys and gear Carl had introduced Derek to, the older man had also proved to be a valuable resource in Cory’s training, giving Derek both ideas of what to do and information on proper BDSM protocol. He was a great guy to bounce things off.
So, we’ve got this big party coming up, and I was looking at these remote-control vibrators…
Lots of very kinky ideas.
Chapter 9
Nic took another bite of his burger, his second one today. He was starving. There were only a few games left before the finals, and Coach had been riding the entire team extra hard. Nic wasn’t worried—he knew they’d win—but he was worn out. He was really looking forward to the season being over.
