Good boys get rewarded

Good boys get rewarded
I whined, pushing myself forward to my other mate. My body moved on instinct, driven by something deeper than thought, as though it craved both of them equally. Right after, I got a sigh of relief in return, soft, warm, like he too had been waiting for me to reach out to him. I tried moving towards him again, desperate for more, but my legs quickly gave out when Xavier’s hand began moving faster. The pace was punishing, relentless, and it sent sparks of overwhelming pleasure through me. A loud moan escaped my lips, raw and unfiltered, and I was about to go crazy from the stimulation.

I tried to speak again even though I knew I wouldn't have been able to. My throat ached to form words, to plead, to beg, to say anything, just to be heard. Then I felt Winston right in front of me, close enough that his body heat brushed my skin, as I was now sandwiched between the two. Their scents surrounded me, intoxicating and inescapable.

"Don't you think this is a little too cruel?" Winston teased, voice light but laced with mischief as their hands switched places, leaving me to moan again, still muffled by the gag.

"I think he deserves it," Xavier said as he inserted another finger with one hand, while the other went up to my nipple. I arched my back instinctively, trapped in a blur of pleasure and pain.

"As much as he may deserve it, I would rather hear his sweet voice begging us for our touch." Winston’s words sent shivers down my spine, especially now that I knew what his intentions were. The desire in his tone made my stomach flutter and twist in nervous anticipation.

I couldn't tell whose hand it was, but someone was removing the ball gag out of my mouth. My jaw trembled, sore from being held open so long, and my lips quivered as cold air hit my drool-covered chin. My mouth had been forcefully left opened for so long that I couldn't shut it right away due to my muscles getting used to that position.

Xavier’s hand sped up, fucking my ass harder while Winston got down on his knees and attached his lips to the head of my rock-hard cock. He began taking me in and out of his mouth at such a fast pace that I could already feel myself almost at my breaking point. The suction, the heat, the rhythm, it was maddening. I moaned louder each time, and at this point, me basically being able to attack and bite them since I was without a muzzle completely erased from my mind.

I could feel myself about to release, until they both suddenly stopped doing what they were doing, and unattached themselves from me, leaving me on edge. The cold absence of their touch was worse than any punishment. I whimpered loudly and almost cried for them, my body aching for completion. The way I was acting irritated me, humiliated me, but at this point, I didn't care, I just wanted them. Needed them.

If it wasn't for this blindfold, I would’ve been able to figure out what their intentions were, but I didn't have that advantage.

"Please.." I begged, swaying my hips back and forth in need for friction to get off too. My voice cracked, full of desperation.

"Please what?" Winston asked, knowing full and well what I wanted. I knew he just wanted to hear it from me, wanted to make me say it aloud.

"I..." I paused, thinking about what I was about to say. I couldn't believe I was wanting the touch of the people who took me away and kept me locked up in a room out of reach from any eyes other than themselves. I swallowed my pride, gave in to the desire drowning me. "Please touch me."

And with that, I could already sense their smiles and growing lust for me. Their hands then reattached themselves to my body, Winston’s on my hardness and Xavier’s back where it was, pounding my sweet spot repeatedly. I moaned out, feeling my lust for them grow deeper, and soon enough I reached my limit. My entire body tensed.

Right then, Winston bent down and attached his lips back on the head of my cock as I released my seed into his mouth while my whole body shook. My climax hit like a wave crashing into the shore, stealing every ounce of control I had. As soon as I was finished, my body's strength quickly left and my legs gave out. Winston stood up and held me between his body while Xavier suddenly began untying my arms, and held me between both his and Xavier’s body once he was finished. I rested my head forward on Winston’s chest while leaning the rest of my body on Xavier. I just stood there between them and breathed heavily, my chest rising and falling in uneven pants.

It wasn't until I calmed back down that I realized what all had happened. The haze of lust slowly faded, replaced by something heavier, shame? Anger? I wasn’t sure. I felt myself try to jerk away from them, but their grip tightened around me, unrelenting. I growled, trying to get away but it was nearly impossible.

"Let go of me right n— ngh~" My head slammed back into Xavier’s chest as his fingers were suddenly shoved back inside of me, sharp and commanding.

"It is not your place to make the orders, am I understood? Because if I'm not, I will be glad to put you in your place." I nodded rapidly as I clenched my teeth, my pride curling into something small and bruised.

Smack.

I flinched as his hand suddenly pulled out of me and collided with my ass, making me whimper in surprise.

"You speak when spoken to."

I scrunched my face up stubbornly. "I understand," I said, rolling my eyes, luckily still having the blindfold on.

"Good boy." I felt my blindfold being taken off, and my eyes were immediately met with Winston’s. His face was extremely red and he was grinning at me. I quickly looked down, unable to keep eye contact for long, especially when I was stuck in the middle of him and Xavier. Not too long after, they both went in and kissed each other, and that's when I noticed my semen in Winston’s mouth, now going into Xavier’s. My face grew bright red when I watched both of them lick their lips and look at me. I almost grew angry but that was cut off.

"You haven't proven that you can leave this room yet, not like you have a choice."

I wondered what he meant by that, but my mind suddenly went back to my heels. The pain was mostly gone, but I still knew I would be left unable to walk, maybe even stand. The only reason I was standing now was because they were holding me up.

"With that being said though, you have been a good boy so I think you deserve a few things added to your room." He paused, as if savoring the moment.

"Because like I say, good boys always get rewarded."