#4nets

Hes got the apartment to himself one day, tim and alex on a date and brian at work, so he decides to make use of it. He gets his big box out from the bottom of the closet, and goes through his toys. Ones with ridges, and bumps, and knots. Then he finds what hes looking for. Remote controlled, something to push inside with another part thatll rest on his tdick. He lets the gentle, continuous buzzing get him all hot and wet. Prodding it in until hes full and plugged, then he grabs the remote. Turning it on the lowest setting first, legs spreading wide to enjoy the dizzying soft buzz. It ate at his cunt, vibrating Jay into bliss. Over the next hour, he slowly went up and down the settings as he edged and tortured himself. Brain slowly melting out of his ears. He reached the highest at last, and dropped the remote onto the mattress beside him. Writhing on the sheets in pleasure, moaning out and whimpering. It was so much- so good- he couldn’t even think. His orgasm was approaching, and Jay was finally going to let himself have it. Jay gripped the sheets, toes curling, and came with a loud cry. As the aftershocks rode out, he quickly found himself getting painfully overstimulated by the toy. He felt around for the remote, but it wasn’t anywhere that he could feel. He moaned in pain, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks, whining as he tried to find where the remote landed. Jay could barely close his thighs, legs so sore and spread that it hurt too much to bring them together, especially since it added more focused pressure on the toy. His arms were like jelly, fingers trembly, so when he tried to grab the toy and pull it out, he couldn’t get a strong grip. He moaned again, another orgasm fast approaching. No! Fuck! Where was the remote!? Jay sobbed in pleasure, cumming again as it hit him. It was vibrating his cunt so beautifully, but it hurt so bad at the same time. When the third orgasm took him, Jay was just a quivering twitching puddle on the bed. He couldn’t close his legs or pull it put, and felt so completely fucked out, that he couldn’t even think about looking for the remote anymore.

He had no idea how long it had been before he heard the front door shut. Jay had cum several more times, and was essentially just a limp puppet of a man, fucked dumb and drooly and hazy from the violent vibrations on his hole.

“Jay! We’re home! We picked up Brian on our way, and grabbed dinner! You hungry?” Tim called. Jay glanced at the shut bedroom door, opening his mouth, but only able to weakly moan. There were footsteps, and a knock at the door. It opened, and there was Alex.

“There you a- oh. Oh.” Alex stared, jaw dropped and eyes huge. Jay trembled, whining helplessly.

“Re-remote- can’t f-aah~ nd it-“ he managed. Another orgasmic wave hit him as Alex stared, and more slickness drooled from his hole. Alex stepped into the room, silent.

“Fuck, Jay.” He whispered, eyes not moving away.

“Alex, is he in there?” Brian’s voice asked, coming down the hall.

“Lex, please-“ Jay gasped, but Alex ignored him. Gaze traveling down Jay’s body to where the toy buzzed roughly on him.

“Oh, hey.” Brian stepped in, and then froze. Tim was right behind him, but also stopped shortly upon seeing the trouble Jay had gotten himself into.

“Jay had some fun while we were out,” Alex said, in a painfully casual tone. Jay whimpered. Alex brushed fingers down Jay’s naval and to his crotch, which radiated heat. “He need some help, I think.”

and alex looks at jay, little bruises on his neck and red-purple knees, blue eyes big with arousal and fear, and so, yeah, of course alex has to kiss him. their lips are sore and wet, but they move together like magic. tim chuckles from across the room, and then hes much closer, and alex can feel his aching wrists getting grabbed and handcuffed behind his back. saying, gotta keep you still somehow. grabby fucking hands. always getting in my way. alex moans, eyes getting teary again.

jays clutching his face, nails digging into his cheeks, slobbering all over his mouth as he tries to swallow alexs whole fucking tongue. alex yelps when his panties get roughly yanked down. "god, youre fucking dripping, alex. so damn needy. youre like a fuckin' dog." tim laughs again, and alex is so wet that he can shove half his cock in with only one smooth movement. alex cries out into jays mouth, and jay drops a hand to one of alexs tits. squeezing hard and then pinching at his nipples. alex moans again, and his face drops down to the crook of jays shoulder. he latches on with teeth and tongue, drooling as he gnaws on jays neck. jay is moaning out loud now, and when alex looks behind him, he can see brian gripping jays hips with a bruising tightness, pushing in. he meets alexs gaze and grins wickedly. "youre watching? jesus, you pervert. fuck off, dont look at me."

pretty quickly, tim has set a violent pace, fucking in and out hard and fast. alex lets out little ah-ah-ah's into jays neck while he chews and drools on it. jays hands cant leave alexs tits alone, and at one point, he starts babbling with bliss about how soft and squishy they are, how alexs nipples are so fucking hard and his tits are so nice and perky, how much jay likes playing with them.

tims groaning out that hes gonna fill this fucking pussy, hes gonna get alex addicted to his cum. "i already am, i am, i am-" alex sobs weakly, face all wet with drool and tears and sweat. brian moans a little at that response, and seems to increase his own pace with jay at it. tim practically Growls.

"fuck yeah you are, fucking bitch. gonna get all my cum in your slutty little cunt, gonna get you so fucking full of me you cant move, gettin your fucking cunt pregnant. little bitch, youre gonna be my little breeding bitch? c'mon, get pregnant- get pregnantgetpregnantgetpregnant-" and how can alex not cum hearing that? he creams that cock inside him, all wet and slick and puddling on the floor. squeezing around tims cock like a vice, which in turn has tim cumming hard. "fuck- fuck, yeah, take it, you slut- fucking piece of- yes, baby"