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RPS Fic: Props series Part Four: Chain Mail, Harry/Craig, Craig/Karl/Dave/Harry, NC17, by Nixxie
(Part of this has been posted before...here is the finished work in its entirety)
Title: Props series Part Four: Chain Mail
Author: Nixxie
Pairing: Harry/Craig, Craig/Karl/Dave/Harry, implied Dave/Karl and Craig/Karl
Rating: Very NC17
Archive: Beyond the fellowship and anywhere that asks nicely!
E-mail address for feedback: nix@nixxe.co.uk
Disclaimers: In my mind I hope this stuff was going on on the set, but that's where it is... in my mind. Also I have no idea what the sets for the next film will be like...I just let my imagination flow!
Brief Summary: Karl and Dave set Harry on Craig after he set them up nastily in 'Helmet'.
Warnings: Chains, kink, hot wax, whipping, sex toys, nasty revenge plotting and nasty fucking.
Authors notes: This is part four of a series. If you haven't read the other three parts yet please read them here: http://www.nixxie.co.uk/honeyjar/RPS.html so this will make better sense.
Chain Mail.
"Another pint Harry?" Karl asked as he stood up.
"Sure! Why not, whilst we're waiting and all." We were sitting together in the local. Karl was, as ever, excellent company with a witty, almost dark humour. After the events of last week though, he seemed tinged with bitterness, since Craig had set Dave up last week that was. We were sitting here, waiting for Dave to join us, waiting to put the whole plan into action, or at least them waiting for me to say yes...or no!
Karl and Dave had taken me aside a few days ago and explained the, rather delicate, situation. Or at least explained as much detail as Karl wanted to go in to. To me it'd always seemed like Karl and Craig had an odd relationship...if you could call it that. They almost shagged for sport. If either of them felt horny or angry or just plain bored they would turn up at the door of the other and...well...fuck!
Karl had just finished telling me of a few locations they'd fucked in...made me see the Steward of Gondor's throne room in a whole different light. But last week, Karl had said, setting Dave up like that, manipulating him till he did it, innocent bystander and all. That was a whole new low for Craig. And they needed payback. Karl and Dave seemed to be getting more and more friendly ever since, pretty much ignoring Craig entirely.
So, here we were, awaiting Dave, the two of them waiting for my decision...Would I...Wouldn't I? Well, the thought of doing this...whatever it was they'd planned to do to Craig...well... And certainly payback *was* due. Craig seemed like such a devious bloke down deep, the thought of what he pushed Dave to do to Karl...the thought of...//Oh God! Calm down in there will you!//
Dave walked in the door at that instant, stopping any further thoughts. He looked over to Karl at the bar, smiled, and motioned he'd have a pint too, before slipping into a chair beside me, grinning like a mad man, but noticing my brooding face and leaning in, curious.
"Bad day today huh?"
"Bloody Orcs!"
"That bad huh?"
"Worse! Elves I can deal with!" I smiled at him, running my hand over short black and grey hair, "But Orcs! Jesus they are a nightmare to work with!"
"So you're not in the Viggo camp of thinking Elves are prissy and vain then?" Dave asked, chuckling.
"Not the ones I'm working with Dave, warrior Elves, dirty as us men. Even Hugo gets rough and muddy in my scenes!"
"Now that's a sight I'd love to see..." Karl said as he came back to the table depositing the three pints down and sliding back into the chair opposite me. "Maybe we'll have to pay you a visit on the set tomorrow, whaddya think Dave?"
"Yeah...! I think we should!" he replied, fake innocence dripping from his voice.
"For a couple of great actors you two are absolutely terrible at this you know!" I smirked over the top of my glass before taking a nice, long, draw.
"Okay, no fooling about Harry. Will you do it? Will you do this for us?" Karl asked, leaning in.
I took another sip of my beer, looking from one anxious face to the other slightly worried one.
"If you think I would do that. Could do that to one of my closest mates..." I started, looking down at the table. I know that Craig actually liked it dirty, kinky even, by the sound of the few tales Karl had told us, Craig well and truly got off on it. But could I? I was going to take this a whole stage further, more than even Karl and Dave knew about. //Christ, the chance to do this to Craig...to have been asked to do this...How could I possibly let them down!//
"Then you know me very well indeed!" I finished, beaming up at them both. They looked most startled. "As if I'd miss a chance to fuck Craigy boy! I mean...Jesus! I've been moaning at Karl here for years, saying how lucky he was to have such good fuck buddy!"
Karl burst out laughing at that. Dave just grinned, anxiety slipping away, plain hornyness taking its place. I just smiled quietly. Knowing what they must be thinking. Of me, fucking Craig, fucking him up. Good revenge. God it was intoxicating. I heard them talk of hiding, watching, witnessing what we planned. I had no idea how I was going to be able to contain myself tonight around these two. I felt Karl's hand reach under the table and squeeze my knee. //Well maybe I won't have to contain myself for too many nights longer!//
I sat back in my chair watching Karl and Dave chatting. Plotting. Just thinking to myself, dreaming. Karl I'd had, fast and hard in a closet at a party once, mainly drunken fumbling. But Dave I'd never even contemplated. Serious man Dave...but maybe...just maybe.
I looked up from my musings to find the pair staring at me, amused.
"Sorry, just thinking, you know." I mumbled apologetically.
"Yeah! I bet you were, we could see exactly what you're thinking about flitting all over your face Harry!" Karl laughed.
"Ah, expectation always outweighs anticipation, don't you think?" I mock whispered leaning in, an insane grin plastered all over my face.
"Evil isn't he?" Karl asked Dave, trying to keep a straight face, and failing miserably as both of them laughed with me.
"Here's to happy ending." Dave said, holding up his pint in a toast.
"Absolutely." I countered.
"I always love a happy ending!" Karl cried out before we downed the rest of our pints.
~~~~~~~~
~Next Day~
I saw Craig looking at the scrap of paper again...for the third time...it said in Karl's untidy scrawl 'Hall of Rohan set, 9pm, meet me there.' and there he was, but alone. A quick look at my watch said 9:15. Karl had told me they'd already a "christened" this set up Thorpe, just after they'd finished building it. Nice stone floor, candelabra, sconces, dripping wax, the whole lot!
"Fucking late bastard" I heard Craig's growl. //And now's about time to make my presence known.//
"Such a lovely tongue you have on you Craig dear." I drawled stepping out from behind the pillar, stalking up to where Craig stood up.
"Harry? What on earth are you doing here?" he asked puzzled look plastering his face.
"Had a chat with the boys." I continued, my features turning almost feral as I stepped closer. "They tell an interesting story."
"Boys?" he asked nervousness starting to show "you mean..."
"Yes, Dave and that lovely one of yours, Karl. Seems you've done something to piss them off a bit. Not talking to you at the moment are they?" I asked.
He thought for a moment. I knew for a fact that he and Karl didn't live together or anything. And I was sure, judging by what Dave had said he'd done, and the fact that Craig had taped it, that Craig might have been a little too busy getting square eyes this week to notice.
"I've been busy." he said, trying to remain calm.
"Worn the tape out yet?" I asked, stopping mere millimetres away from his face
"No...I...err...Fuck!" he stammered trying to meet my eyes.
"Quite!" I replied walking behind him, pulling his arms up over his head, picking a chain up from the table where I'd left it earlier. It had two loops in it. I put one hand into each loop to hold his wrists together, then bound some spare chain round them once before throwing it up in the air, letting it loop over the candelabra above our heads, catching the spare chain as it dropped down. I took the padlock from my pocket and snapped it shut through the chains, giving him no slack, in fact making him stand totally upright, heels almost off the floor.
"Harry?" he growled uncertainly.
"Yes Craig." I replied, businesslike and calm, though my voice did sound a few octaves lower than normal.
"What you doing Harry?" he asked, trying to turn his head round.
"Paybacks a bitch isn't it!" I almost laughed.
I moved behind him to a table, reached under it and brought out the box I'd stashed there earlier. Craig tried to turn round to see what I was doing. I stretched one leg out and knocked him in the back of his knee with my foot. He crumpled a bit, straining on the chains, before straightening out. And he didn't try to turn round again.
I took two small objects from the box and turned back to Craig, stood behind him. I decided to let him know I could be nice if I wanted to by showing him the toy I was going to use on him. I snaked my hand around to the front his face, trailing the object over his forehead before tapping it twice onto his nose and holding it out for him to see. A butt plug. Made of hard black rubber, about four inches long and almost three inches wide at the largest point, thinning to two inches in the middle. One end looked vaguely like a tapered light bulb then a four-inch saucer like shape on the other end to stop it slipping in completely. The other thing I'd taken from the box was a razor blade. Craig's eyes widened a bit as he saw this. Moving around to face him I took hold of his jaw and stuck the butt plug into his mouth like a dummy. Then trailing one hand down the front his T-shirt I lifted the razor blade to his chin level. And brought it down, cutting the front of his T-shirt in two. His arms still up stretched I use the blade again to cut the sleeves, ripping the shirt off and pulling it from his body. I chucked it on the floor, leaned to one side and threw the razor blade back into the box. I heard Craig almost sigh with relief. Standing in front of him I looked him straight in the eyes, glaring at him.
"Suck Craig. It's the only lube you're going to get."
He blinked a few times and started to suck on the rubber invasion filling his mouth. As I moved my hands down, I unbuckled his jeans and shoved them down to the floor. Left them bunched round his ankles.
"No underwear Craig? One would almost presume you thought you were getting laid tonight." I said dispassionately, moving to the box again.
I took out something which had raised a few eyebrows in the costume department when I asked for it. A length of chain mail. About an inch wide and two metres long. I didn't let Craig see this. Merely moved off to one side of him. His breathing heavy through his nose, penis still flaccid but jumping a little as he heard me speak. "Close your eyes Craig, keep them closed and you get a reward later." He jerked them shut, chest heaving a little more. I wound the end of the chain-mail strip around my hands a few times, feeling it, metal but not sharp. Little links all joined up, almost soft to the touch where they fitted together and very flexible. I let the length of links pool to the floor for a second before raising my arm in an arc, flicking the strip out, hearing it connect with the skin on Craig's back, making a slight cracking noise. He tried to shout but it was muffled by the butt plug in his mouth. His eyes stayed shut though. I walked back up to him running my nails over the welt that had appeared, bright red and slightly raised, but no blood. There was a good thing about chain mail. It never cut, if used it correctly that is.
I walked to the other side of him, this time when the chain arc hit his skin it connected with the back of his thighs just under the buttocks. Another muffled scream, sweat pouring down his face and back, salt stinging into the first red line.
I walked calmly forward again, tracing over the second hot red welt. I bought the chain round up over his shoulder, letting him feel what I was using on him, his shoulder blade twitched slightly, unsure of what it was. I walked off to his side again but this time from the front. The mail strip slid over his skin and off again flicking briefly on his chest before falling with the clink to the floor, traling behind me. I turned around face in noticing his cock was now half hard... //Bad Boy Craig, getting off on this! Kinky bastard.//
I flicked my arm out again, sending a trail of metal to connect with Craig's chest. This time no noise but his head slumped forward, jaw tense around the hard object in his mouth, chest heaving as he attempted to breathe around it.
Again I moved, still in front of Craig but this time on the other side again. His knees buckled again as the chain whip connected for the fourth time, this time with the front of his muscled thighs, one line of brightness on each. I dropped the chain length to the floor with a clink, walked in and rubbed my hands over the two new marks
"Open." I commanded, holding his jaw
He did so with no hesitation, //Very good boy// I took the rubber from his mouth, noting a few teeth marks on it, chuckling mentally. I walked round him, hands trailing lightly over his chest to his back and then down to his arse, two fingers holding his cheeks apart as I force the wet butt plug into his hole with the other hand, ignoring the strangled cry he let out. I twisted it around a few times, then let it settle, let his muscles adjust to it, forcing him open. Then I pulled on it again, not to pull it out, just pulling, making him clamp down on it, making him tense up, stretching his ring wide, letting him know this was not going to be a gentle ride. I pushed it back in solidly, patting his bum and the few times before walking backwards a few steps. //God what a sight to behold that is! Dear Craig, strung up with harsh metal chains, big rubber bung up his arse, forcing his hole open and nice, red, harsh welts still on his skin. Who could ask for more?//
//Ahhh! Me actually, I always ask for more!//
I reached into the box and took out another item. I walked back Craig's front, seeing his eyes were still slammed shut, brow creased and sweaty.
"Liking this are you Craig? Ahh, we've only just begun!" I whispered into his ear before reaching down, cupping his balls in one hand stroking his half hard cock in the other before slipping the metal cock ring I'd taken from the box over him. Around his cock and balls, lifting them slightly. I wanked him off hard and fast, his body reacting delightfully, his cock stiffening till it stood out from his body, hard and proud. Then I pulled my hands away, stood back, watching. He tried to lean forwards but the chains stopped him, his cock started leaking Pre-cum from its slit, Craig cried out in anguish.
"Awww, poor Craigy did you want more?" I asked moving in again hands just above his skin.
"Bad luck!" I said cruelly, moving away again as another anguished sound left his lips.
Chuckling to myself I moved off, this time to the other side of the hall, reaching out and taking a candle for one of the holders. I turned to admire the view. Craig was slumped slightly in his chains, head dipping but his cock hard and erect, balls tight and all held in place by the metal ring, unable to find release, and due to overloaded sensations unable to go down either. I pulled out my cigarette lighter from a pocket as I walked back towards him flicking it on, Craig's head snapped back up sharply, to give him credit his eyes were still closed, //you shall get a reward later think// I lit the candle and put the lighter back in my pocket. I held the flame close to his chest, looking down I could see the cock ring glinting as he twitched a bit, //like the thought of this then I see!// I ran my fingertips over the red welts on his chest, then over a nipple, tweaking it harshly, pulling, making it erect. Then I tipped the candle, letting wax pour all over it, dripping down his chest as he muffled another shout by biting down on his own tongue. Sweat dripped from his forehead now, face and chest red with an arousing flush. Before he could recover I tipped the candle, again pouring relentless heat over his other nipple, blowing cold air on to his creased forehead to confuse his senses. He did cry out this time, mouth wide and panting eyes clamped shut determined not to let them pop open. I looked up to see his hands clenching into fists around the cold chains, his shoulders tense, trying to keep himself upright.
I reached down to his cock, pumped it a few times just for the hell of it, then held it out horizontally from his body.
"Steady now." I murmured and rested the candle, lightly balancing it on the tip of his erection, knowing that if he moved or twitched the candle would overbalance and drip searing hot wax onto his sensitive cock. I ran my other hand down his pubic hair, skimming over his tight balls, my nails digging into the red hot flesh lightly. He hissed, a huge inward breath, his chest heaved a little, trying to keep still, brow furrowed in concentration. I blew the candle out gently, seeing his face relax very slightly in relief. I pulled the candle off, throwing it away.
"Good boy Craig. Very good boy."
I took two steps around him, one hand still on his dripping member, the other skimming over skin, trailing down his spine till it reached the butt plug, still firmly seated in place. I stood slightly behind him, resting against his left side lightly, letting him feel the large bulge in my jeans. I stroked his cock lightly, tenderly, the fingers tracing up and down the length, teasing, then skimming over his balls cupping them. The other hand ran fingers around the edge of the butt plug, letting it twist around inside of him. I gripped hold of it and wrenched it out a bit, Craig groaned as his hole stretched open more and more as the rubber in his hole expanded. Then I swiftly pushed back in, hard and fast, accompanied by a shudder from Craig. My left hand pulled away from his cock and instead started peeling the now solid wax from his chest, picking each piece off and flicking it away casually not noticing his cries of pain as my right hand plundered his arsehole with the plug. Twisting, pulling out, slowly, slowly, making his opening wider, wider, then forcefully slamming it back in, forcing it home with the palm of my hand. I repeated this again pulling out, twisting it, slowing, widening, slamming, forcing, pulling out, twisting, slowly widening, broadening, making ready and unsympathetically slamming it back in through his now sore muscles, forcing him open, forcing him to accept this. I repeated this pattern slowly and surely till all the wax was picked from his chest, leaving only what was remaining on his still erect nipples. I could see his face was straining with concentration lips raw from being bitten, groans almost constant now.
I pulled away sharply, leaving him quivering with unfulfilled need and expectation. I circled him, hands flexing. I pulled my T-shirt off over my head, sweating myself from exertion. I stopped in front him, leant in, my lips just touching his.
"Open your eyes." I commanded and pushed my lips over his bloodied ones, sucking his tongue into my mouth without permission, teeth hitting jaw moving. I pulled back breathlessly and saw his eyes wide open. Pupils darkened with lust, eyelids drooping.
"I'm going to fuck you now Craig, hard, brutal and fast. My thick cock cumming up you in streams, pulling out to let my cum drip from your aching hole down your legs. And I'm going to wank you hard. But you won't cum. You can't cum. Not until I release your aching cock, not till I tell you. And you're going to scream with need, beg. Beg me for your completion but I'm not going to give it to you. And all the time I want you to think, think about that tape you made. Think about watching Dave, watching him split Karl open, fucking him ruthlessly but not giving him completion. Think about how it made you feel Craig, think about how it made Karl and Dave feel."
I pulled back, letting it all sink in. I opened the zip on my trousers, not even bothering to take them off. And pulled out my hard cock, watched Craig's eyes widen as he saw it. I was used to that reaction now. I pumped myself a few times my circling fingers un-able to accommodate the girth. Craig would be glad I used the butt plug on him soon. But it wasn't as thick as me, and I was still going to hurt him.
I grazed my thumb of the tip, spreading the pre-cum over the end a bit. And took two steps towards him, pushed my thumb between his lips letting him taste briefly, then pulling out again I strode round him. I pulled the butt plug out harshly and forced myself in hard and fast. Getting all the way in in one go, but not stopping just pulling out and slamming back in again, harder still. My hands gripped onto his hips, pulling him, pushing him, holding him upright and almost off the floor. I spread his legs wide, moved him till my feet were pushing against his. One arm slid to cover his ribcage, holding him up, the other slid down to his cock. His head slumped forward against his chest. I stopped immediately ignoring his groans.
"No Craig, head up, eyes open, facing front, facing up to what you did." I half shouted at him, waiting till his head snapped up before starting up again, forcing myself into him breaching his hole, opening up, widening him with my hard, fast cock. Pace impossibly faster, I pummelled into him mercilessly, opening him up wider than ever before. I reached up with the other hand to his chest, pulled the wax residues from one nipple, he swore and started groaning, moaning. The other wax droplet I pulled off to more shouts, the hand grasping his cock pumped harder and harder as my thick cock thrust into him over and over and over and...
And then he started begging, pleading, I'd finally broken him, finally cracked his hard exterior, he wanted this, needed this, ached for it from the soles of his feet to the tips his hair. He swore, pleaded, begged, grovelled, but still I just pummelled into him mercilessly, sweat dripping from my forehead, ears ringing, cock almost ready to burst.
And then I saw it, through foggy vision, for just a second, a disturbance of light through one of the darkened doorways, and then I knew what it was, Karl and Dave. They said they'd hide, seek, they said that's all they'd do, just look. But I knew better. I wondered if Craig had seen what I'd seen? If he'd guessed through his angry tears and cries and pleas that his lover and his lover's new lover were hiding, watching...
And I thought of them, of what Craig had got them to do, the two of them fucking, seeing in my mind what I'd told Craig to think of, both Craig and I with the same thoughts...same visions. And those two visions watching us...
The thought of that made me cum, thick and fast in mighty thrusts up his arse, hands leaving his cock and chest and gripping his hips, holding up, holding on till I was fully spent and I breathed again. Then, pulling out of him once I'd finished with him, leaving in one go, standing back hands on my knees catching my breath, watching my own cum drip from his sore arse, his trousers still bunched up on the floor around his ankles, hands still tied, emotions still fraught and his needy cock still hard. //What a sight to behold!//
I got my breath back, walked calmly back round to his front, my flies still open, my now soft cock hanging out, still covered in my own cum. I stared at Craig, I folded my arms across my chest, looking stern.
And that's when I changed from the game plan, that's when I called out...
"Karl, Dave...come here please."
~~~~~~~~~~
I stood still, smiling, as Craig's eyes widened, disbelief flooding over his face. //Ah, didn't expect that one now did you Craigy boy.//
I turned my head as first Dave and then Karl stepped out of the darkened doorway. David looked flushed, annoyed even, I could see though he still had his trousers on there was a knowing bulge in the front of them which he made no attempt to hide. He carried his shirt in his hands, bare chest showing fresh nail marks. Karl however looked a lot better, rosy afterglow stood out on his cheeks top few buttons on his jeans undone and the forming wet patch in the fabric told him told me all I needed to know. Karl looked at Craig with almost approval.
"Nice job Harry... I've never seen him this undone before." he went to move forwards, to touch Craig but I stepped in his way, turning back to look at Craig, his eyes wary and unbelieving. Cock hard and real strain showing on his face.
"No Karl... I'm not done with Craig yet." I smiled evilly at Craig, then turning my head to Dave who had dumped his shirt on the floor and was looking hungrily at Karl. "And I don't think Dave here is finished with you." I ended, eyes meeting Karl's. All three men looked at me, Dave's eyes unbelieving but horny, grinning. Karl looked almost shocked, almost but not quite. And Craig...well Craig looked like he was slowly going out his mind.
"Aww! Poor dear Craig." I drawled, walking up to him, one hand splaying on his chest, they other running down his back over his spine. "Did I leave you all needy and unfulfilled?" the hand on his back trailed downwards, dipping into his arse crack, slipping into his now wide-open hole with ease, drawing an inward breath from Craig and a murmur from Dave, I pushed a finger in hard, then drew it out quickly, bringing it round to Craig's face, letting him see it, coated in my cum, before pushing it and letting him suck on it harshly, greedily.
"Taste good?" I asked, watching him nod gently as I pulled the finger out. I wiped it on Craig's chest a little before turning idly to Dave..
"What you think we should do to Craig next Dave?" he just looked from Craig to me and back again, jaw moving but brain not connecting. I decided to help a little. "Think we should take the cock ring off, let him cum hard, or should we tease him some more?" before Dave could say anything Karl spoke up.
"Tease him." he said softly. I looked to him, seeing him look at Craig, revenge still flaring out through his eyes, he needed more, more from Craig before he'd be satisfied.
And I could do more. No problem!
"Take your trousers off Karl." I said, but without seeking permission, just knowing he'd do it. He slid his belt off and unzipped, took his pants off calmly, dropping them to the floor.
"Kneel" I told him pointing to the floor in front of Craig. I moved to the side, stood by Dave, my hand coming up to stroke his back, a subconscious move on my part but by the time I'd realised what I was doing it was too late. //Now that's interesting!// I thought of myself.
Karl knelt down, naked and practically eye-level with Craig's crotch. I noticed Karl was getting hard again.
"Dave, what do you want?" I asked not looking at him.
"Karl." he replied looking down at the kneeling man and. "I want to fuck him."
"Then do it."
Undoing his trousers and pulling them off quickly Dave dropped to the floor running his hand over Karl's back, down his spine ridge, dipped a wet thumb into the willing hole as Karl groaned in appreciation. Then David entered him with practised ease, sliding in to the hilt before coming to a stop as I placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Karl, what do you want?" I asked looking down at the two kneeling men.
He didn't turn his head, just kept staring straight ahead.
"Craig, I want to suck him off till he begs you to release him."
"Then do it." I replied calmly, taking my hand from Dave's heated skin, pushing his shoulder a little implying he could start moving.
And he did, but slow and gentle, teasing almost to the point of annoyance. //God Dave, you are a sly one aren't you? Hiding yourself from me all this time.// I thought idly, feeling myself get hard again.
Karl waited till he had been filled a few times before touching Craig. He stared up at the man with anger in his eyes, Craig looked down at Karl, watched him being fucked agonisingly slowly. Craig was still hard, couldn't go down with the cock ring still on him. His hands were limp in the chains now, the effort of even holding himself up was too great.
Karl took hold of him by the hips, held him up even as he licked a long path upwards from under Craig's balls, up his weeping cock to the tip, circling it with his tongue a few times.
I kept walking round, the atmosphere in here had taken on an almost surreal tinge. This was surely way too good to be happening. Karl and Craig couldn't keep their eyes off each other, meeting glare for glare, but as Karl licked and then finally swallowed whole the gaze intensified, became more lustful, less hateful.
Dave's eyes were closed, lost. Till I came to a standstill beside him, subconsciously my hand had taken hold my own cock and I was grazing my fingers up and down the length. When I stopped Dave's eyes popped open, gazed into my own briefly, showing desire and need before dropping down to watching my hand at work. Tongue running over his bottom lip before his teeth pulled it in and started biting down a little.
Want written all over my face, I moved forward a step and Dave's eyes moved again. This time alighting on the butt plug still on the floor for where I'd pulled it from Craig's arse earlier. Dave looked at it blinking a few times before making contact with my eyes again. Words not needed, I walked the few strides to pick it up, strode calmly back to Dave, still slow fucking Karl, and quickly stuck a finger in his mouth, wetting it before pulling it out and bending down to wipe saliva over his hole, pushing my finger in and then moving behind him a bit. Crouching down I pulled open his hole with the finger and pushed the rubber into him, taking my time, but not too slowly. Then a final push to seat it all the way in. He let go a small moan of appreciation at that, looking back up at me as I stood again beside him. He knelt behind Karl, who was leaning forward slightly to suck Craig's dick. Craig had almost an ecstatic look on his face, he was learning that tender kisses and licks could be almost as erotic as whipping and fast fucking.
Dave's tongue distracted me, worrying slightly at the corner of his mouth. He looked longingly at me as I looked down to his face and then lower, seeing his hard cock filling Karl before pulling out only to slide back in again gently, his hands gripping on the hips. He grinned up at me lazily, knowing damn well he was driving all three of us to distraction. Time to distract him a bit, I thought evilly as a pushed my cock passed his lips, watching his mouth open wide to accommodate it, as I slid myself in as far as I thought I should go.
Dave's eyes watered a bit before his throat relaxed, he leant forward and it was my turn to be distracted as he swallowed the rest of my cock into his mouth, //fucking hell!// I've not found many before who could take all of me in that fast. And it felt so good. Soft tongue lapping at the underside whilst lips tightened around the base.
I pulled out a bit just rocking back on the heels of my feet, placing one hand behind his head, and gripping onto his hair. Then pushed back in, timed with Dave's lazy thrusts. I kept this motion up, pulling out, rocking back a few more times, looking down at the sight before me.
I looked over at Craig, who was still trying to keep his eyes open, strung up, looking down at Karl throating him. He blinked, trying to keep together, then his eyes started to wander, first to Dave, the junction between his and Karl's body, seeing Karl being filled, then up to Dave's lips, surrounding me, and then finally alighting on my eyes.
He was beyond strain and need, and almost beyond reach, barely clinging on to consciousness his eyes flamed into mine, his lips opened, a half breath and a bare whisper fell from his dry lips.
"Please"
And it was all I needed, from that and the look of him I knew all I needed to know, Karl would be satisfied, and Dave would know Craig wouldn't manipulate him again.
So I set him free.
"Karl, let him go." I said almost quietly. He reached forward and unsnapped the ring, letting it drop to the floor as Craig let loose a long, gut wrenchingly hard cry, his face scrunched up and his hips bucking mercilessly into Karl's mouth, filling it up with his pent up seed. Dave's pace into Karl increased, his mouth surrounding my cock sucked harder, he reached one hand around to join Karl's own on his weeping cock, the other he wrapped round the base of mine, jerking me.
Karl came next, choking on Craig's salty liquid in his mouth as it overflowed, Craig still spasming into him, caged feelings running free. As Karl came in hot spurts onto the floor I felt Dave quiver, Karl's muscles obviously clamping down on him. He sucked harder still, hand jerking me off as I came, thick and hard down his throat and at the same time he jacked his hips into Karl, cuming inside him, a hoarse cry flying from my lips.
The air was tinged with electricity. Craig still shuddered into Karl, cock softening now, but emotions still sparking high. I pulled myself regretfully from Dave' s mouth, patting his cheek gently as he swallowed the last of my cum, my finger trailed down his throat following its path, then moving back I bent down again, pulled the rubber but plug from his clenched arse.
Craig grunted, his arms twisted in the chains, unable to stand even with Karl's hands on his hips. I walked behind him on shaky legs, took the key from my pocket and undid the padlock, pulling it out, letting the chain slip free and Karl and I lowered Craig gently onto the ground. Karl pulled him up into his arms a little, cradling him, kissing him fondly.
Craig looked wearily up at Karl. I saw something unexpected as Karl gazed downwards, love. Tender, caring love....from both of them.
I just smiled and moved over to Dave who was attempting to put his own clothes on I reached down and helped him put his jeans on, did his buttons up as he reached forward, gently putting my cock away and doing my zip up.
"How come we all got naked and you managed to keep your clothes on? Highly unfair you know!" he chuckled at me as he found his shirt under my T-shirt, handing mine over as he put his arms into his, leaving the buttons opened.
"Maybe I'll get totally naked next time, yeah?" I huskily whispered into his ear, pulling him into a hug, my lips finding the join of neck and shoulder.
"Maybe I'd like that." he replied just as quietly before pulling back, still touching my arms as he looked down at Craig, still being cradled by Karl.
"Take him home Karl, care for him." I said almost softly as Dave and I moved towards the pair, Helped Karl put his own clothes back on and pick up Craig's tattered T-shirt and pull up his trousers. Karl wrapped Craig gently in the blanket I'd stashed under the table earlier. Dave helped them to the set's back door, and into Karl's jeep. I put all the bits and bobs I'd used back into my box, searched the hall one last time, smiling to myself, and walked out the stage door just as Karl drove away, leaving Dave standing still, deep in thought.
"Think they'll be alright?" He asked, genuine concern in his voice.
"They'll be just fine, I do believe they actually love each other!" I turned to him, saw thoughts running over his face. He was obviously thinking he'd lost something tonight. He'd only been playing about with Karl for a brief week.......but still...
"And you? You going to be alright Dave?" I queried, putting my box down and touching his arm gently.
He turned then, saw the almost gentle look on my face and smiled sweetly, realising then
that with everything lost, you find something else to replace it.
"Yeah I think I'll be fine," he mumbled, catching my hand in his, squeezing it gently.
"Care to give me a lift home? I seem to be amazingly tired all of a sudden." He ended moving his body closer to mine, chests almost meeting, breathing in time.
I looked at him he was always so quiet, so calm and gentle, but now I'd seen another side to him, fiery almost and I liked it. I'd like to get to know it a whole lot better.
"I'd be delighted to, can't have a lovely young thing like you going home un-escorted now can we?" I murmured, my voice low and soft as I moved the final few inches, letting our bodies press against each other, moving my other hand up to hold the side of his face, framing it before moving my head in slowly, tongue running out over my bottom lip before pressing our lips together, chaste but firm, promising.
I pulled off giving his soft lips one final peck and stepped back, chest raising and falling a little faster now, a faint smile touching one side of my mouth. I picked up my box from the floor, hand still enveloping Dave's as I drew him towards my car, opening the door for him and dumping the box in the boot before sliding into the driver's seat, sticking the keys in the ignition and clicking the seat belt home.
I turned and saw him smiling at me broadly. I was going to have so much fun learning every smile this man had to offer, every moan and whimper and sigh.
"Let's get you home then, get you washed and dried and tucked up in my bed." I sighed, my chest unexpectedly panging slightly.
"Sounds wonderful Harry. Truly wonderful." the smile deepened, opening his emotions up to me.
"I hope you'll join me?" he finished, seductively.
I turned, hand on the gear stick between us, knowing more than just this one night was on offer here. And wanting more, wanting to explore. So I replied,
"I'd love to Dave...Love to."
~fin~
Title: Props series Part Four: Chain Mail
Author: Nixxie
Pairing: Harry/Craig, Craig/Karl/Dave/Harry, implied Dave/Karl and Craig/Karl
Rating: Very NC17
Archive: Beyond the fellowship and anywhere that asks nicely!
E-mail address for feedback: nix@nixxe.co.uk
Disclaimers: In my mind I hope this stuff was going on on the set, but that's where it is... in my mind. Also I have no idea what the sets for the next film will be like...I just let my imagination flow!
Brief Summary: Karl and Dave set Harry on Craig after he set them up nastily in 'Helmet'.
Warnings: Chains, kink, hot wax, whipping, sex toys, nasty revenge plotting and nasty fucking.
Authors notes: This is part four of a series. If you haven't read the other three parts yet please read them here: http://www.nixxie.co.uk/honeyjar/RPS.html so this will make better sense.
Chain Mail.
"Another pint Harry?" Karl asked as he stood up.
"Sure! Why not, whilst we're waiting and all." We were sitting together in the local. Karl was, as ever, excellent company with a witty, almost dark humour. After the events of last week though, he seemed tinged with bitterness, since Craig had set Dave up last week that was. We were sitting here, waiting for Dave to join us, waiting to put the whole plan into action, or at least them waiting for me to say yes...or no!
Karl and Dave had taken me aside a few days ago and explained the, rather delicate, situation. Or at least explained as much detail as Karl wanted to go in to. To me it'd always seemed like Karl and Craig had an odd relationship...if you could call it that. They almost shagged for sport. If either of them felt horny or angry or just plain bored they would turn up at the door of the other and...well...fuck!
Karl had just finished telling me of a few locations they'd fucked in...made me see the Steward of Gondor's throne room in a whole different light. But last week, Karl had said, setting Dave up like that, manipulating him till he did it, innocent bystander and all. That was a whole new low for Craig. And they needed payback. Karl and Dave seemed to be getting more and more friendly ever since, pretty much ignoring Craig entirely.
So, here we were, awaiting Dave, the two of them waiting for my decision...Would I...Wouldn't I? Well, the thought of doing this...whatever it was they'd planned to do to Craig...well... And certainly payback *was* due. Craig seemed like such a devious bloke down deep, the thought of what he pushed Dave to do to Karl...the thought of...//Oh God! Calm down in there will you!//
Dave walked in the door at that instant, stopping any further thoughts. He looked over to Karl at the bar, smiled, and motioned he'd have a pint too, before slipping into a chair beside me, grinning like a mad man, but noticing my brooding face and leaning in, curious.
"Bad day today huh?"
"Bloody Orcs!"
"That bad huh?"
"Worse! Elves I can deal with!" I smiled at him, running my hand over short black and grey hair, "But Orcs! Jesus they are a nightmare to work with!"
"So you're not in the Viggo camp of thinking Elves are prissy and vain then?" Dave asked, chuckling.
"Not the ones I'm working with Dave, warrior Elves, dirty as us men. Even Hugo gets rough and muddy in my scenes!"
"Now that's a sight I'd love to see..." Karl said as he came back to the table depositing the three pints down and sliding back into the chair opposite me. "Maybe we'll have to pay you a visit on the set tomorrow, whaddya think Dave?"
"Yeah...! I think we should!" he replied, fake innocence dripping from his voice.
"For a couple of great actors you two are absolutely terrible at this you know!" I smirked over the top of my glass before taking a nice, long, draw.
"Okay, no fooling about Harry. Will you do it? Will you do this for us?" Karl asked, leaning in.
I took another sip of my beer, looking from one anxious face to the other slightly worried one.
"If you think I would do that. Could do that to one of my closest mates..." I started, looking down at the table. I know that Craig actually liked it dirty, kinky even, by the sound of the few tales Karl had told us, Craig well and truly got off on it. But could I? I was going to take this a whole stage further, more than even Karl and Dave knew about. //Christ, the chance to do this to Craig...to have been asked to do this...How could I possibly let them down!//
"Then you know me very well indeed!" I finished, beaming up at them both. They looked most startled. "As if I'd miss a chance to fuck Craigy boy! I mean...Jesus! I've been moaning at Karl here for years, saying how lucky he was to have such good fuck buddy!"
Karl burst out laughing at that. Dave just grinned, anxiety slipping away, plain hornyness taking its place. I just smiled quietly. Knowing what they must be thinking. Of me, fucking Craig, fucking him up. Good revenge. God it was intoxicating. I heard them talk of hiding, watching, witnessing what we planned. I had no idea how I was going to be able to contain myself tonight around these two. I felt Karl's hand reach under the table and squeeze my knee. //Well maybe I won't have to contain myself for too many nights longer!//
I sat back in my chair watching Karl and Dave chatting. Plotting. Just thinking to myself, dreaming. Karl I'd had, fast and hard in a closet at a party once, mainly drunken fumbling. But Dave I'd never even contemplated. Serious man Dave...but maybe...just maybe.
I looked up from my musings to find the pair staring at me, amused.
"Sorry, just thinking, you know." I mumbled apologetically.
"Yeah! I bet you were, we could see exactly what you're thinking about flitting all over your face Harry!" Karl laughed.
"Ah, expectation always outweighs anticipation, don't you think?" I mock whispered leaning in, an insane grin plastered all over my face.
"Evil isn't he?" Karl asked Dave, trying to keep a straight face, and failing miserably as both of them laughed with me.
"Here's to happy ending." Dave said, holding up his pint in a toast.
"Absolutely." I countered.
"I always love a happy ending!" Karl cried out before we downed the rest of our pints.
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~Next Day~
I saw Craig looking at the scrap of paper again...for the third time...it said in Karl's untidy scrawl 'Hall of Rohan set, 9pm, meet me there.' and there he was, but alone. A quick look at my watch said 9:15. Karl had told me they'd already a "christened" this set up Thorpe, just after they'd finished building it. Nice stone floor, candelabra, sconces, dripping wax, the whole lot!
"Fucking late bastard" I heard Craig's growl. //And now's about time to make my presence known.//
"Such a lovely tongue you have on you Craig dear." I drawled stepping out from behind the pillar, stalking up to where Craig stood up.
"Harry? What on earth are you doing here?" he asked puzzled look plastering his face.
"Had a chat with the boys." I continued, my features turning almost feral as I stepped closer. "They tell an interesting story."
"Boys?" he asked nervousness starting to show "you mean..."
"Yes, Dave and that lovely one of yours, Karl. Seems you've done something to piss them off a bit. Not talking to you at the moment are they?" I asked.
He thought for a moment. I knew for a fact that he and Karl didn't live together or anything. And I was sure, judging by what Dave had said he'd done, and the fact that Craig had taped it, that Craig might have been a little too busy getting square eyes this week to notice.
"I've been busy." he said, trying to remain calm.
"Worn the tape out yet?" I asked, stopping mere millimetres away from his face
"No...I...err...Fuck!" he stammered trying to meet my eyes.
"Quite!" I replied walking behind him, pulling his arms up over his head, picking a chain up from the table where I'd left it earlier. It had two loops in it. I put one hand into each loop to hold his wrists together, then bound some spare chain round them once before throwing it up in the air, letting it loop over the candelabra above our heads, catching the spare chain as it dropped down. I took the padlock from my pocket and snapped it shut through the chains, giving him no slack, in fact making him stand totally upright, heels almost off the floor.
"Harry?" he growled uncertainly.
"Yes Craig." I replied, businesslike and calm, though my voice did sound a few octaves lower than normal.
"What you doing Harry?" he asked, trying to turn his head round.
"Paybacks a bitch isn't it!" I almost laughed.
I moved behind him to a table, reached under it and brought out the box I'd stashed there earlier. Craig tried to turn round to see what I was doing. I stretched one leg out and knocked him in the back of his knee with my foot. He crumpled a bit, straining on the chains, before straightening out. And he didn't try to turn round again.
I took two small objects from the box and turned back to Craig, stood behind him. I decided to let him know I could be nice if I wanted to by showing him the toy I was going to use on him. I snaked my hand around to the front his face, trailing the object over his forehead before tapping it twice onto his nose and holding it out for him to see. A butt plug. Made of hard black rubber, about four inches long and almost three inches wide at the largest point, thinning to two inches in the middle. One end looked vaguely like a tapered light bulb then a four-inch saucer like shape on the other end to stop it slipping in completely. The other thing I'd taken from the box was a razor blade. Craig's eyes widened a bit as he saw this. Moving around to face him I took hold of his jaw and stuck the butt plug into his mouth like a dummy. Then trailing one hand down the front his T-shirt I lifted the razor blade to his chin level. And brought it down, cutting the front of his T-shirt in two. His arms still up stretched I use the blade again to cut the sleeves, ripping the shirt off and pulling it from his body. I chucked it on the floor, leaned to one side and threw the razor blade back into the box. I heard Craig almost sigh with relief. Standing in front of him I looked him straight in the eyes, glaring at him.
"Suck Craig. It's the only lube you're going to get."
He blinked a few times and started to suck on the rubber invasion filling his mouth. As I moved my hands down, I unbuckled his jeans and shoved them down to the floor. Left them bunched round his ankles.
"No underwear Craig? One would almost presume you thought you were getting laid tonight." I said dispassionately, moving to the box again.
I took out something which had raised a few eyebrows in the costume department when I asked for it. A length of chain mail. About an inch wide and two metres long. I didn't let Craig see this. Merely moved off to one side of him. His breathing heavy through his nose, penis still flaccid but jumping a little as he heard me speak. "Close your eyes Craig, keep them closed and you get a reward later." He jerked them shut, chest heaving a little more. I wound the end of the chain-mail strip around my hands a few times, feeling it, metal but not sharp. Little links all joined up, almost soft to the touch where they fitted together and very flexible. I let the length of links pool to the floor for a second before raising my arm in an arc, flicking the strip out, hearing it connect with the skin on Craig's back, making a slight cracking noise. He tried to shout but it was muffled by the butt plug in his mouth. His eyes stayed shut though. I walked back up to him running my nails over the welt that had appeared, bright red and slightly raised, but no blood. There was a good thing about chain mail. It never cut, if used it correctly that is.
I walked to the other side of him, this time when the chain arc hit his skin it connected with the back of his thighs just under the buttocks. Another muffled scream, sweat pouring down his face and back, salt stinging into the first red line.
I walked calmly forward again, tracing over the second hot red welt. I bought the chain round up over his shoulder, letting him feel what I was using on him, his shoulder blade twitched slightly, unsure of what it was. I walked off to his side again but this time from the front. The mail strip slid over his skin and off again flicking briefly on his chest before falling with the clink to the floor, traling behind me. I turned around face in noticing his cock was now half hard... //Bad Boy Craig, getting off on this! Kinky bastard.//
I flicked my arm out again, sending a trail of metal to connect with Craig's chest. This time no noise but his head slumped forward, jaw tense around the hard object in his mouth, chest heaving as he attempted to breathe around it.
Again I moved, still in front of Craig but this time on the other side again. His knees buckled again as the chain whip connected for the fourth time, this time with the front of his muscled thighs, one line of brightness on each. I dropped the chain length to the floor with a clink, walked in and rubbed my hands over the two new marks
"Open." I commanded, holding his jaw
He did so with no hesitation, //Very good boy// I took the rubber from his mouth, noting a few teeth marks on it, chuckling mentally. I walked round him, hands trailing lightly over his chest to his back and then down to his arse, two fingers holding his cheeks apart as I force the wet butt plug into his hole with the other hand, ignoring the strangled cry he let out. I twisted it around a few times, then let it settle, let his muscles adjust to it, forcing him open. Then I pulled on it again, not to pull it out, just pulling, making him clamp down on it, making him tense up, stretching his ring wide, letting him know this was not going to be a gentle ride. I pushed it back in solidly, patting his bum and the few times before walking backwards a few steps. //God what a sight to behold that is! Dear Craig, strung up with harsh metal chains, big rubber bung up his arse, forcing his hole open and nice, red, harsh welts still on his skin. Who could ask for more?//
//Ahhh! Me actually, I always ask for more!//
I reached into the box and took out another item. I walked back Craig's front, seeing his eyes were still slammed shut, brow creased and sweaty.
"Liking this are you Craig? Ahh, we've only just begun!" I whispered into his ear before reaching down, cupping his balls in one hand stroking his half hard cock in the other before slipping the metal cock ring I'd taken from the box over him. Around his cock and balls, lifting them slightly. I wanked him off hard and fast, his body reacting delightfully, his cock stiffening till it stood out from his body, hard and proud. Then I pulled my hands away, stood back, watching. He tried to lean forwards but the chains stopped him, his cock started leaking Pre-cum from its slit, Craig cried out in anguish.
"Awww, poor Craigy did you want more?" I asked moving in again hands just above his skin.
"Bad luck!" I said cruelly, moving away again as another anguished sound left his lips.
Chuckling to myself I moved off, this time to the other side of the hall, reaching out and taking a candle for one of the holders. I turned to admire the view. Craig was slumped slightly in his chains, head dipping but his cock hard and erect, balls tight and all held in place by the metal ring, unable to find release, and due to overloaded sensations unable to go down either. I pulled out my cigarette lighter from a pocket as I walked back towards him flicking it on, Craig's head snapped back up sharply, to give him credit his eyes were still closed, //you shall get a reward later think// I lit the candle and put the lighter back in my pocket. I held the flame close to his chest, looking down I could see the cock ring glinting as he twitched a bit, //like the thought of this then I see!// I ran my fingertips over the red welts on his chest, then over a nipple, tweaking it harshly, pulling, making it erect. Then I tipped the candle, letting wax pour all over it, dripping down his chest as he muffled another shout by biting down on his own tongue. Sweat dripped from his forehead now, face and chest red with an arousing flush. Before he could recover I tipped the candle, again pouring relentless heat over his other nipple, blowing cold air on to his creased forehead to confuse his senses. He did cry out this time, mouth wide and panting eyes clamped shut determined not to let them pop open. I looked up to see his hands clenching into fists around the cold chains, his shoulders tense, trying to keep himself upright.
I reached down to his cock, pumped it a few times just for the hell of it, then held it out horizontally from his body.
"Steady now." I murmured and rested the candle, lightly balancing it on the tip of his erection, knowing that if he moved or twitched the candle would overbalance and drip searing hot wax onto his sensitive cock. I ran my other hand down his pubic hair, skimming over his tight balls, my nails digging into the red hot flesh lightly. He hissed, a huge inward breath, his chest heaved a little, trying to keep still, brow furrowed in concentration. I blew the candle out gently, seeing his face relax very slightly in relief. I pulled the candle off, throwing it away.
"Good boy Craig. Very good boy."
I took two steps around him, one hand still on his dripping member, the other skimming over skin, trailing down his spine till it reached the butt plug, still firmly seated in place. I stood slightly behind him, resting against his left side lightly, letting him feel the large bulge in my jeans. I stroked his cock lightly, tenderly, the fingers tracing up and down the length, teasing, then skimming over his balls cupping them. The other hand ran fingers around the edge of the butt plug, letting it twist around inside of him. I gripped hold of it and wrenched it out a bit, Craig groaned as his hole stretched open more and more as the rubber in his hole expanded. Then I swiftly pushed back in, hard and fast, accompanied by a shudder from Craig. My left hand pulled away from his cock and instead started peeling the now solid wax from his chest, picking each piece off and flicking it away casually not noticing his cries of pain as my right hand plundered his arsehole with the plug. Twisting, pulling out, slowly, slowly, making his opening wider, wider, then forcefully slamming it back in, forcing it home with the palm of my hand. I repeated this again pulling out, twisting it, slowing, widening, slamming, forcing, pulling out, twisting, slowly widening, broadening, making ready and unsympathetically slamming it back in through his now sore muscles, forcing him open, forcing him to accept this. I repeated this pattern slowly and surely till all the wax was picked from his chest, leaving only what was remaining on his still erect nipples. I could see his face was straining with concentration lips raw from being bitten, groans almost constant now.
I pulled away sharply, leaving him quivering with unfulfilled need and expectation. I circled him, hands flexing. I pulled my T-shirt off over my head, sweating myself from exertion. I stopped in front him, leant in, my lips just touching his.
"Open your eyes." I commanded and pushed my lips over his bloodied ones, sucking his tongue into my mouth without permission, teeth hitting jaw moving. I pulled back breathlessly and saw his eyes wide open. Pupils darkened with lust, eyelids drooping.
"I'm going to fuck you now Craig, hard, brutal and fast. My thick cock cumming up you in streams, pulling out to let my cum drip from your aching hole down your legs. And I'm going to wank you hard. But you won't cum. You can't cum. Not until I release your aching cock, not till I tell you. And you're going to scream with need, beg. Beg me for your completion but I'm not going to give it to you. And all the time I want you to think, think about that tape you made. Think about watching Dave, watching him split Karl open, fucking him ruthlessly but not giving him completion. Think about how it made you feel Craig, think about how it made Karl and Dave feel."
I pulled back, letting it all sink in. I opened the zip on my trousers, not even bothering to take them off. And pulled out my hard cock, watched Craig's eyes widen as he saw it. I was used to that reaction now. I pumped myself a few times my circling fingers un-able to accommodate the girth. Craig would be glad I used the butt plug on him soon. But it wasn't as thick as me, and I was still going to hurt him.
I grazed my thumb of the tip, spreading the pre-cum over the end a bit. And took two steps towards him, pushed my thumb between his lips letting him taste briefly, then pulling out again I strode round him. I pulled the butt plug out harshly and forced myself in hard and fast. Getting all the way in in one go, but not stopping just pulling out and slamming back in again, harder still. My hands gripped onto his hips, pulling him, pushing him, holding him upright and almost off the floor. I spread his legs wide, moved him till my feet were pushing against his. One arm slid to cover his ribcage, holding him up, the other slid down to his cock. His head slumped forward against his chest. I stopped immediately ignoring his groans.
"No Craig, head up, eyes open, facing front, facing up to what you did." I half shouted at him, waiting till his head snapped up before starting up again, forcing myself into him breaching his hole, opening up, widening him with my hard, fast cock. Pace impossibly faster, I pummelled into him mercilessly, opening him up wider than ever before. I reached up with the other hand to his chest, pulled the wax residues from one nipple, he swore and started groaning, moaning. The other wax droplet I pulled off to more shouts, the hand grasping his cock pumped harder and harder as my thick cock thrust into him over and over and over and...
And then he started begging, pleading, I'd finally broken him, finally cracked his hard exterior, he wanted this, needed this, ached for it from the soles of his feet to the tips his hair. He swore, pleaded, begged, grovelled, but still I just pummelled into him mercilessly, sweat dripping from my forehead, ears ringing, cock almost ready to burst.
And then I saw it, through foggy vision, for just a second, a disturbance of light through one of the darkened doorways, and then I knew what it was, Karl and Dave. They said they'd hide, seek, they said that's all they'd do, just look. But I knew better. I wondered if Craig had seen what I'd seen? If he'd guessed through his angry tears and cries and pleas that his lover and his lover's new lover were hiding, watching...
And I thought of them, of what Craig had got them to do, the two of them fucking, seeing in my mind what I'd told Craig to think of, both Craig and I with the same thoughts...same visions. And those two visions watching us...
The thought of that made me cum, thick and fast in mighty thrusts up his arse, hands leaving his cock and chest and gripping his hips, holding up, holding on till I was fully spent and I breathed again. Then, pulling out of him once I'd finished with him, leaving in one go, standing back hands on my knees catching my breath, watching my own cum drip from his sore arse, his trousers still bunched up on the floor around his ankles, hands still tied, emotions still fraught and his needy cock still hard. //What a sight to behold!//
I got my breath back, walked calmly back round to his front, my flies still open, my now soft cock hanging out, still covered in my own cum. I stared at Craig, I folded my arms across my chest, looking stern.
And that's when I changed from the game plan, that's when I called out...
"Karl, Dave...come here please."
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I stood still, smiling, as Craig's eyes widened, disbelief flooding over his face. //Ah, didn't expect that one now did you Craigy boy.//
I turned my head as first Dave and then Karl stepped out of the darkened doorway. David looked flushed, annoyed even, I could see though he still had his trousers on there was a knowing bulge in the front of them which he made no attempt to hide. He carried his shirt in his hands, bare chest showing fresh nail marks. Karl however looked a lot better, rosy afterglow stood out on his cheeks top few buttons on his jeans undone and the forming wet patch in the fabric told him told me all I needed to know. Karl looked at Craig with almost approval.
"Nice job Harry... I've never seen him this undone before." he went to move forwards, to touch Craig but I stepped in his way, turning back to look at Craig, his eyes wary and unbelieving. Cock hard and real strain showing on his face.
"No Karl... I'm not done with Craig yet." I smiled evilly at Craig, then turning my head to Dave who had dumped his shirt on the floor and was looking hungrily at Karl. "And I don't think Dave here is finished with you." I ended, eyes meeting Karl's. All three men looked at me, Dave's eyes unbelieving but horny, grinning. Karl looked almost shocked, almost but not quite. And Craig...well Craig looked like he was slowly going out his mind.
"Aww! Poor dear Craig." I drawled, walking up to him, one hand splaying on his chest, they other running down his back over his spine. "Did I leave you all needy and unfulfilled?" the hand on his back trailed downwards, dipping into his arse crack, slipping into his now wide-open hole with ease, drawing an inward breath from Craig and a murmur from Dave, I pushed a finger in hard, then drew it out quickly, bringing it round to Craig's face, letting him see it, coated in my cum, before pushing it and letting him suck on it harshly, greedily.
"Taste good?" I asked, watching him nod gently as I pulled the finger out. I wiped it on Craig's chest a little before turning idly to Dave..
"What you think we should do to Craig next Dave?" he just looked from Craig to me and back again, jaw moving but brain not connecting. I decided to help a little. "Think we should take the cock ring off, let him cum hard, or should we tease him some more?" before Dave could say anything Karl spoke up.
"Tease him." he said softly. I looked to him, seeing him look at Craig, revenge still flaring out through his eyes, he needed more, more from Craig before he'd be satisfied.
And I could do more. No problem!
"Take your trousers off Karl." I said, but without seeking permission, just knowing he'd do it. He slid his belt off and unzipped, took his pants off calmly, dropping them to the floor.
"Kneel" I told him pointing to the floor in front of Craig. I moved to the side, stood by Dave, my hand coming up to stroke his back, a subconscious move on my part but by the time I'd realised what I was doing it was too late. //Now that's interesting!// I thought of myself.
Karl knelt down, naked and practically eye-level with Craig's crotch. I noticed Karl was getting hard again.
"Dave, what do you want?" I asked not looking at him.
"Karl." he replied looking down at the kneeling man and. "I want to fuck him."
"Then do it."
Undoing his trousers and pulling them off quickly Dave dropped to the floor running his hand over Karl's back, down his spine ridge, dipped a wet thumb into the willing hole as Karl groaned in appreciation. Then David entered him with practised ease, sliding in to the hilt before coming to a stop as I placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Karl, what do you want?" I asked looking down at the two kneeling men.
He didn't turn his head, just kept staring straight ahead.
"Craig, I want to suck him off till he begs you to release him."
"Then do it." I replied calmly, taking my hand from Dave's heated skin, pushing his shoulder a little implying he could start moving.
And he did, but slow and gentle, teasing almost to the point of annoyance. //God Dave, you are a sly one aren't you? Hiding yourself from me all this time.// I thought idly, feeling myself get hard again.
Karl waited till he had been filled a few times before touching Craig. He stared up at the man with anger in his eyes, Craig looked down at Karl, watched him being fucked agonisingly slowly. Craig was still hard, couldn't go down with the cock ring still on him. His hands were limp in the chains now, the effort of even holding himself up was too great.
Karl took hold of him by the hips, held him up even as he licked a long path upwards from under Craig's balls, up his weeping cock to the tip, circling it with his tongue a few times.
I kept walking round, the atmosphere in here had taken on an almost surreal tinge. This was surely way too good to be happening. Karl and Craig couldn't keep their eyes off each other, meeting glare for glare, but as Karl licked and then finally swallowed whole the gaze intensified, became more lustful, less hateful.
Dave's eyes were closed, lost. Till I came to a standstill beside him, subconsciously my hand had taken hold my own cock and I was grazing my fingers up and down the length. When I stopped Dave's eyes popped open, gazed into my own briefly, showing desire and need before dropping down to watching my hand at work. Tongue running over his bottom lip before his teeth pulled it in and started biting down a little.
Want written all over my face, I moved forward a step and Dave's eyes moved again. This time alighting on the butt plug still on the floor for where I'd pulled it from Craig's arse earlier. Dave looked at it blinking a few times before making contact with my eyes again. Words not needed, I walked the few strides to pick it up, strode calmly back to Dave, still slow fucking Karl, and quickly stuck a finger in his mouth, wetting it before pulling it out and bending down to wipe saliva over his hole, pushing my finger in and then moving behind him a bit. Crouching down I pulled open his hole with the finger and pushed the rubber into him, taking my time, but not too slowly. Then a final push to seat it all the way in. He let go a small moan of appreciation at that, looking back up at me as I stood again beside him. He knelt behind Karl, who was leaning forward slightly to suck Craig's dick. Craig had almost an ecstatic look on his face, he was learning that tender kisses and licks could be almost as erotic as whipping and fast fucking.
Dave's tongue distracted me, worrying slightly at the corner of his mouth. He looked longingly at me as I looked down to his face and then lower, seeing his hard cock filling Karl before pulling out only to slide back in again gently, his hands gripping on the hips. He grinned up at me lazily, knowing damn well he was driving all three of us to distraction. Time to distract him a bit, I thought evilly as a pushed my cock passed his lips, watching his mouth open wide to accommodate it, as I slid myself in as far as I thought I should go.
Dave's eyes watered a bit before his throat relaxed, he leant forward and it was my turn to be distracted as he swallowed the rest of my cock into his mouth, //fucking hell!// I've not found many before who could take all of me in that fast. And it felt so good. Soft tongue lapping at the underside whilst lips tightened around the base.
I pulled out a bit just rocking back on the heels of my feet, placing one hand behind his head, and gripping onto his hair. Then pushed back in, timed with Dave's lazy thrusts. I kept this motion up, pulling out, rocking back a few more times, looking down at the sight before me.
I looked over at Craig, who was still trying to keep his eyes open, strung up, looking down at Karl throating him. He blinked, trying to keep together, then his eyes started to wander, first to Dave, the junction between his and Karl's body, seeing Karl being filled, then up to Dave's lips, surrounding me, and then finally alighting on my eyes.
He was beyond strain and need, and almost beyond reach, barely clinging on to consciousness his eyes flamed into mine, his lips opened, a half breath and a bare whisper fell from his dry lips.
"Please"
And it was all I needed, from that and the look of him I knew all I needed to know, Karl would be satisfied, and Dave would know Craig wouldn't manipulate him again.
So I set him free.
"Karl, let him go." I said almost quietly. He reached forward and unsnapped the ring, letting it drop to the floor as Craig let loose a long, gut wrenchingly hard cry, his face scrunched up and his hips bucking mercilessly into Karl's mouth, filling it up with his pent up seed. Dave's pace into Karl increased, his mouth surrounding my cock sucked harder, he reached one hand around to join Karl's own on his weeping cock, the other he wrapped round the base of mine, jerking me.
Karl came next, choking on Craig's salty liquid in his mouth as it overflowed, Craig still spasming into him, caged feelings running free. As Karl came in hot spurts onto the floor I felt Dave quiver, Karl's muscles obviously clamping down on him. He sucked harder still, hand jerking me off as I came, thick and hard down his throat and at the same time he jacked his hips into Karl, cuming inside him, a hoarse cry flying from my lips.
The air was tinged with electricity. Craig still shuddered into Karl, cock softening now, but emotions still sparking high. I pulled myself regretfully from Dave' s mouth, patting his cheek gently as he swallowed the last of my cum, my finger trailed down his throat following its path, then moving back I bent down again, pulled the rubber but plug from his clenched arse.
Craig grunted, his arms twisted in the chains, unable to stand even with Karl's hands on his hips. I walked behind him on shaky legs, took the key from my pocket and undid the padlock, pulling it out, letting the chain slip free and Karl and I lowered Craig gently onto the ground. Karl pulled him up into his arms a little, cradling him, kissing him fondly.
Craig looked wearily up at Karl. I saw something unexpected as Karl gazed downwards, love. Tender, caring love....from both of them.
I just smiled and moved over to Dave who was attempting to put his own clothes on I reached down and helped him put his jeans on, did his buttons up as he reached forward, gently putting my cock away and doing my zip up.
"How come we all got naked and you managed to keep your clothes on? Highly unfair you know!" he chuckled at me as he found his shirt under my T-shirt, handing mine over as he put his arms into his, leaving the buttons opened.
"Maybe I'll get totally naked next time, yeah?" I huskily whispered into his ear, pulling him into a hug, my lips finding the join of neck and shoulder.
"Maybe I'd like that." he replied just as quietly before pulling back, still touching my arms as he looked down at Craig, still being cradled by Karl.
"Take him home Karl, care for him." I said almost softly as Dave and I moved towards the pair, Helped Karl put his own clothes back on and pick up Craig's tattered T-shirt and pull up his trousers. Karl wrapped Craig gently in the blanket I'd stashed under the table earlier. Dave helped them to the set's back door, and into Karl's jeep. I put all the bits and bobs I'd used back into my box, searched the hall one last time, smiling to myself, and walked out the stage door just as Karl drove away, leaving Dave standing still, deep in thought.
"Think they'll be alright?" He asked, genuine concern in his voice.
"They'll be just fine, I do believe they actually love each other!" I turned to him, saw thoughts running over his face. He was obviously thinking he'd lost something tonight. He'd only been playing about with Karl for a brief week.......but still...
"And you? You going to be alright Dave?" I queried, putting my box down and touching his arm gently.
He turned then, saw the almost gentle look on my face and smiled sweetly, realising then
that with everything lost, you find something else to replace it.
"Yeah I think I'll be fine," he mumbled, catching my hand in his, squeezing it gently.
"Care to give me a lift home? I seem to be amazingly tired all of a sudden." He ended moving his body closer to mine, chests almost meeting, breathing in time.
I looked at him he was always so quiet, so calm and gentle, but now I'd seen another side to him, fiery almost and I liked it. I'd like to get to know it a whole lot better.
"I'd be delighted to, can't have a lovely young thing like you going home un-escorted now can we?" I murmured, my voice low and soft as I moved the final few inches, letting our bodies press against each other, moving my other hand up to hold the side of his face, framing it before moving my head in slowly, tongue running out over my bottom lip before pressing our lips together, chaste but firm, promising.
I pulled off giving his soft lips one final peck and stepped back, chest raising and falling a little faster now, a faint smile touching one side of my mouth. I picked up my box from the floor, hand still enveloping Dave's as I drew him towards my car, opening the door for him and dumping the box in the boot before sliding into the driver's seat, sticking the keys in the ignition and clicking the seat belt home.
I turned and saw him smiling at me broadly. I was going to have so much fun learning every smile this man had to offer, every moan and whimper and sigh.
"Let's get you home then, get you washed and dried and tucked up in my bed." I sighed, my chest unexpectedly panging slightly.
"Sounds wonderful Harry. Truly wonderful." the smile deepened, opening his emotions up to me.
"I hope you'll join me?" he finished, seductively.
I turned, hand on the gear stick between us, knowing more than just this one night was on offer here. And wanting more, wanting to explore. So I replied,
"I'd love to Dave...Love to."
~fin~