XXX'd Box Set (books 1-4) (gay humiliation role-play BDSM erotica) (10 page)

“Oh, fuck! You trying to rip my dick off?” Dan
tore his cock out from between Kyle’s buttocks and gave them a slap. “On your
knees, cunt!”

Kyle moaned a complaint, all wobbly as if his
bones turned to jello, but he slowly forced his legs to work and struggled to
his knees. He could barely breathe when he thought of the position he was in:
thighs spread, ass up high and his anus clenching for Dan to see. What was now
also obvious when he looked under his body, was the wet stain on the carpet.
His face was on fire.

“That’s right, pull your ass apart.” Dan cut the
duct tape on his wrists in one swift move.

Kyle shivered when he heard a snap of rubber
behind him. He sucked in his trembling bottom lip and let his hands trail down
his body to fulfill the command. He never exposed himself for anyone in this
manner, which got him hesitating. Sure, he considered himself good looking, but
would Dan find it hot to see him like that? Kyle didn’t know, but forced his
palms to his buttocks and pulled them apart for Dan’s pleasure. If the groan
behind him was anything to judge by, the answer was ‘yes’. Kyle mewled, feeling
a gentle pressure tracing the sensitive skin around his anus. It was
accompanied by the combined sounds of rhythmic slaps and low grunts.

“That’s one filthy hole. I can’t imagine anyone
willing to come inside that thing.”

‘Please come inside me, sir’ was on the tip of
Kyle’s tongue, but he wouldn’t dare say it, he just held his ass spread wide,
waves of humiliation and pleasure rushing through him. Dan could now scrutinize
every last bit of his body. It brought tears to Kyle’s eyes again, but he was
miles away from his safe word, it was adrenaline and arousal mixed into one.
Even though he just came, excitement still prickled on Kyle's skin, only
heightened by the continuous touch. He yelped when Dan hit his ass again with
an open palm. The burning sensation spread all over his body when Dan slapped
Kyle’s hands away.

“Face me and open your other pussy for me.”

Kyle could imagine his face had to be completely
red by now, but he dared a look at Dan and turned on his knees. Even after
orgasm, the sight of Dan’s thick dick sticking out, all proud and erect, sent a
spark of excitement to his balls. Kyle opened his mouth wide, sticking out his
tongue. He was Dan’s cum-bucket and that thought alone left him struggling for
breath.

Dan snorted, yanking Kyle’s hand close and making
it cup his balls. “That’s one obedient fag. You want to swallow my cum, don’t
you?”

“I’m a cum-eating queer, please let me have it!”
blurted out Kyle. He was surprised when his eyes welled up and a tear streaked
down his face, leaving a cool trail. He never broke eye contact, but his body
was shaking all over. Dan blinked, his stare becoming even more intense as he
pulled Kyle closer by the hair. The musky smell of arousal drew Kyle in, and he
opened his mouth to receive the cockhead.

“Then work my dick like the cock-hungry bitch you
are.”

Kyle sucked as if his life depended on it, letting
the head slide all the way to his throat. He wanted Dan to have just as much
pleasure as he did. With his eyes trained at his lover's handsome face, he was
massaging the scrotum with all the eagerness he had in him. Encouraged with a
mixture of obscenities and endearments, he sucked for all he was worth, curling
his toes in pleasure.

“Stick two fingers into your fag ass!” ordered
Dan, rocking his hips in quick, merciless jabs.

Kyle had never done that with his partner
watching, but to him, Dan’s commands were law. He reached back with his hand
and slid his fingers between his slippery buttocks. His stretched anus easily
gave in, so he started thrusting them in and out of the smooth hole, stifling his
moans on Dan's cock. He liked the feeling of being so thoroughly open.

He voiced his pleasure as soon as he felt the
familiar twitch against his lips, but he didn’t get to swallow Dan’s load. His
boyfriend pulled out, jerking his cock right in front of Kyle’s face.

Kyle whimpered, still moving his fingers in and
out of his anus as he watched Dan masturbate. His boyfriend's warm essence
splattered all around his mouth and cheeks, sticky, hot. He wanted to lick it
all up, but didn’t dare. Instead, he pulled out his fingers, leaned forward and
placed a soft kiss to the wet slit at the tip of Dan's cock.

Still shivering with the aftershocks of orgasm,
Dan dropped to his knees and pulled Kyle close, cradling him against his chest.
They didn’t need words to end the scene. Kyle embraced his boyfriend, hiding
his face in the crook of Dan’s neck. He kissed the salty skin, delighted by the
rapid pulse beneath it. They had shared something special and intimate.
Something others might not have understood. But Dan did. He didn’t consider
Kyle’s fantasies offensive, he was willing to go with the flow.

“You all right?” Dan pressed a soft kiss to Kyle’s
temple.

“Better.” Kyle’s voice trembled, and he wouldn't
let Dan move away by a fraction of an inch. “But it was fun for you too, yeah?”
As much as he loved the scene, he kept questioning whether Dan didn't have to
push himself into it. There was a moment of silence, with Dan gently stroking
his back.

“You were crying.”

Kyle backed off a little to look into his eyes and
swallowed, noticing the softness in Dan’s gaze. “Ah... I’m sorry, it just-- it
got so intense.”

His boyfriend exhaled, and his mouth slowly curved
into a smile. “Good, you kinda got me worried.”

“I was... just wow, my mind is officially blown.
Though I suppose you’re the one who is ‘blown’?” Kyle laughed and wiped off
some of the cum from his face, just to suck it off his fingers. The stare Dan
gave him made Kyle flush.

“You’re insanely hot.”

“I never came like that. You know, just a bit of
rubbing. And I didn’t expect to meet you on the stairs already. I guess our
Rice Krispies are gone.” Kyle pulled Dan to the floor with him. His knees were
not happy to take any more strain. “And that boot licking thing...” He looked
away, feeling a bit shy in the afterglow of the scene.

“What about it?” Dan stretched by his side and
kissed Kyle’s cum-stained cheek. He was slowly petting Kyle’s skin, running his
fingers up and down his side.

Kyle looked up into his eyes, very serious. “It
was fucking hot. I thought I would just come then and there when you put that
boot against my face.”

“I’ll need to train you more often then.” Dan kept
nuzzling and kissing the side of Kyle’s face.

“But now I just want you close.” Kyle smiled and
put his leg over Dan’s hip. It was the best thing ever to feel safe with a guy
like Dan. They could do all sorts of things in the future. “What was your
favorite bit?”

“I loved it all.” Dan stole another kiss, pressing
Kyle to his back and rolling on top of him. “But the best moment was when you
opened your ass for me. Your hole was twitching, and I felt like I had it all.”

Kyle grinned, feeling that a huge weight was taken
off his shoulders. Now he was ready for a long, lazy make out session. “I like
your new, butch haircut. You should keep it.” He gently stroked Dan’s scalp,
smiling at the tickle of the stubble.

xxx

“You can wear a scarf.” Dan sipped his beer,
watching Kyle with a self-satisfied smile. The guy was as perky as ever and
even managed to save some Rice Krispies to make them both brunch.

“Yeah, I could wear one of your bandanas.” Kyle
gave him a peck on the cheek, before going over to the couch to find his
t-shirt. Dan chuckled into the bottle and followed him with his gaze. Who would
have thought the college transfer would end up in a relationship with the
not-so-stuck-up-anymore LGBT club president? He noticed Kyle’s perkiness rose
with the intensity of their sex, which was more than promising

Kyle put on his Pride t-shirt and grinned at Dan.
“I’m gonna have the hottest boyfriend at the parade.”

Dan got up to his feet and followed him with a
smile that threatened to split his face in two. He was feeling positively
agitated about the new direction in his life. Everything was happening so fast,
and he loved it.

“Seconded.” He slid his arms around Kyle and
sniffed his shoulder. It still smelled of his own shampoo after the long shower
they shared.

“Dan...?” Kyle kissed him on the cheek.

“Yeah?”

Kyle bit back a smile, all starry-eyed. “Have you
considered getting tested?”

Dan blinked, for a moment feeling confused. “Um...
you mean, for STDs?” He tried not to sound overly excited, as they have only
been dating for a month, even though it was a very intense period.

“Yeah... not that I think you have one, or
anything!” Kyle was quick to add. “But if we did, maybe we could, you know, be
even more open with each other?”

Dan bit his lip. Not that he hooked up with anyone
since they met, but that was a huge commitment. He stroked Kyle’s hair. “You
mean in sex?”

“Well, yeah, wouldn’t have to worry about condoms
and stuff...” Kyle slid his arms around Dan’s neck, kissing his jaw. It made
him curl his toes against the carpet.

“Um, so... you mean you want to go exclusive?” He
leaned into the embrace, but instead of being pliant as usual, Kyle went rigid
and pale.

“I-- what?”

Dan’s stomach tightened. It looked like his
question was uncalled for. “It’s okay if you don’t want to, we’ve only known
each other for a month.”

“No! I mean... I thought we were exclusive
already... You’re my proper boyfriend,” Kyle mumbled, pushing away slightly,
but not enough to leave Dan’s embrace.

Dan frowned. He tightened his grip on Kyle’s arms
and gave him an inquisitive look. “Um... okay, that’s new.”

“You think I’d do this kind of thing with just
anyone?” Kyle’s face fell.

“I know you didn’t... you know, go all the way
with it.” Dan’s throat felt dry. “But we never talked about it. I thought we
were just.. you know, dating.”

“And you date other guys like this?” It was just a
whisper now, and Dan didn’t need to be a mind reader to know Kyle was
increasingly upset.

“Er... you didn’t leave enough time for any other
guy to squeeze into my schedule.” He managed a smile, hoping the joke would
lift Kyle’s spirits. It didn’t.

“Are you saying I’m smothering you?” This time, it
sounded like full-on panic, a higher pitch sneaking into Kyle’s voice.

“No!” Dan pulled him closer, unsure how to deal
with this situation. The last thing he wanted was for Kyle to be unhappy. He
enjoyed every minute they spent together and kept thinking about him whenever
they were apart. “It’s been great.”

Kyle seemed to take more time answering this time
and took a deep breath before smiling. “So, Daniel Corrigan, would you like to
be my big, bad, bareback boyfriend?”

Dan’s lungs emptied and suddenly, he wasn’t sure
how he was supposed to answer. He was still at university. Wasn’t he supposed
to have sex with dozens of guys before settling down in his thirties? On the
other hand, he never enjoyed any of his hookups as much as Kyle. Looking into
his bright eyes, he eventually nodded and all doubts evaporated like dust
brushed off the shoulder.

“Yes. Fuck the rules.”

The smile and kiss he got from Kyle were
definitely something he could imagine himself indulging in every day. Biting
his lip, he pulled Kyle towards his chest of drawers and pulled out a green
bandana. After all, Kyle didn’t like being too open about his sexuality, and
the love bites on his neck were like a banner for it.

“We’ll be late for the Pride, you big sap.”

“Oh my God!” Kyle looked to his watch in panic.
“What if the BDSM group takes our spot?” The question was ridiculous, but Kyle
was the posterboy for ‘serious’ as he hid the proof of his own inclinations to
BDSM under a bandana.

“You’ll take that off and walk with pride?”

Kyle squinted and poked Dan’s chest. “Nice try.
Maybe next year.”

The end

The long, somewhat stuffy room resonated with
needy whimpers, but Kyle didn’t let that bother him. He moved down the walkway
between large dog runs, distributing bowls of food. He opened yet another mesh
door and bent over to place the homemade mush on the floor, but this particular
dog wouldn’t have it and got on its hind legs with a low howl.

 “No, Zeus, stop it.” Kyle brushed its paws off,
but instead of stuffing its head into the bowl, the dog ravished Kyle's hand
with its warm tongue. There was no other choice than giving in and
reciprocating the tenderness, even though he knew he was under the pressure of
time. His parents wouldn’t be gone forever.

In the back of the shed where his mother kept the
dogs overnight, he could already hear Ares howling, and it got his cock to
twitch. Ares was the meanest, biggest German Shepherd they had. He would always
try to get the upper paw and overpower a human, or get into nasty fits of anger
for no reason. Frankly, Kyle thought there had to be something wrong with that
dog. Yet, his heart already raced at the thought of entering that last run.

The thick scent of fur overpowered the room, but
it wasn't unpleasant. Kyle’s mom had always been OCD about keeping the place
squeaky clean, so the dogs had the perfect conditions. For Ares, Kyle had a
special treat, a pack of white chocolate buttons. The other dogs also wanted to
get some of those, but they weren’t allowed, and Kyle had to ignore the sad,
pleading eyes staring at him from behind the mesh. He hoped the big bowls of
food would be enough of a distraction.

His feet carried him farther down the walkway, but
his eyes lingered on a swarm of tiny bodies tumbling all over a green carpeting
that covered the floor behind the mesh.

“So freakin’ sweet.” Kyle laughed and squatted to
have a better look at the puppies. When he still lived with his parents, he
loved coming round here to pet those little balls of fur. It was hard to let
them go when the new owners came to pick them up. But on the other hand,
leaving for college had its benefits - he didn’t have to do any more dog
walking. The puppies were so small that they preferred their own company to
his, playing under the watchful eyes of their mother, Hera, who glanced at Kyle
from her soft bed. Her offspring must have tired her out for the night. They
were quite a bunch, he had to admit that.

A low howl from the back of the room reminded him
of his purpose, and even the puppies must have noticed the sound. Ares was
waiting to get his fill.

Kyle bit his lip, unable to suppress a grin and
backed away from the puppies. “I’m coming, I’m coming! So impatient!” He
laughed and took his time strolling along to the very last dog run. Kyle’s
cheeks were flushing with heat already. He came prepared. All he was wearing
for this encounter was a T-shirt and a pair of jogging bottoms.

He knew what awaited him inside, but his heart
still went up to his throat when Ares’s massive body lunged itself at the mesh
door with a low bark. Kyle swallowed, and his cock twitched in his pants, just
as eager to play as the puppies. The dim, yellow light only messed with his
senses and for a moment, the snout-shaped leather muzzle made him take Ares for
a different breed of dog altogether.

“There, there, I’ve got your treats,” he said,
squatting by the entrance. He knew he was about to go inside, yet the stare of
those intense brown eyes still sent a shiver down his spine. Dan’s bulky, naked
body made Kyle sigh. Even though they spent nights together as often as living
in different places allowed, after a few months, he still found it a treat to
look at. Kyle loved the wide shoulders that wrapped around him at night, firm
thighs, tense with pronounced muscles, and those big, veiny hands, now obscured
by boxing gloves. Kyle didn’t expect to see those. Dan must have taken them
from Kyle’s brother’s room. Always full of surprises.

Kyle met Dan’s, or Ares’s, dark eyes through the
mesh, but he couldn't stop his gaze from trailing lower, all the way to its
breathtaking goal. Ah, he loved that cock too, always eager to participate in
Kyle’s formerly-secret fantasies.

“Will you be a good boy?” Kyle asked and petted
Dan’s cheek through the net. The stubble on his boyfriend's face scratching his
hand was like the icing on the cake. He couldn’t wait to feel it in other
places on his body. Even though this particular role-play was mostly Kyle’s
idea, he loved how Dan would always surprise him as they went along. Like that
muzzle, Dan had to find it somewhere in the house before he came here.

Dan barked and backed off, scooting down in the
center of the run, with his cock proudly jutting between his thighs. The way he
was growling, watching Kyle’s every move with dark brown eyes, made Kyle
shiver, but he caught himself salivating. He was a conditioned case, a closet
Pavlov's dog himself.

“Good! Let’s get you some food then, yeah?” He
grinned and opened the door, his skin tingling with excitement. Would the other
dogs be watching them? He never had sex with someone watching. Kyle stroked
Dan’s arm and shook the pouch of white chocolate buttons.

The run had a low ceiling, which made Dan’s body
seem even bigger. Kyle’s mom prepared it for a new stud dog coming in after
Christmas, but ‘Ares’ ended up getting to use it sooner.

Dan backed away even farther, toward a fresh
doggie bed and leaned forward on his impromptu paws, his eyes following the
treat bag. He shook his head, as if desperate to get the muzzle off.

Kyle inched closer and swallowed, stealing another
glance at Dan’s thick cock. Fuck, that thing was meaty. “Oh yeah? You want that
off? But you won’t bite?” Kyle reached out to Dan’s studded collar and attached
a leash to it.

Dan howled and leaned forward, poking the muzzle
into Kyle’s groin. He looked up with nervous expectation, and Kyle could feel
his skin burning beneath his fingertips. That request didn’t need to be
repeated. Kyle struggled for balance and leaned to Dan, to take the muzzle off.
“There you go, Ares.”

As soon as his mouth was free to roam, Dan pressed
his face against Kyle’s cock again. It came as such a surprise Kyle fell to his
ass. He pushed Dan’s face back, even though it was exactly where he wanted it
to be. “Down, boy! Be good.” He tore open the pouch of chocolates with his
heart already thumping.

Dan groaned and dragged his ‘front paw’ over
Kyle’s knee, opening and closing his mouth. “Actually obedient for once?” Kyle
laughed and put a chocolate button on Dan’s tongue, before stroking his
boyfriend’s scalp. So butch and dangerous with that short haircut.

He watched him crush the sweet like a dog would,
with his back teeth, but Kyle couldn’t stop his eyes from wandering over that
gorgeous body. All that muscle only reminded Kyle how heavy his boyfriend could
be when he was on top. Kyle loved to lay under him when they were hot and
sweaty after sex. It made him feel small and helpless, yet safe somehow.

“You want more?” Kyle moved to the bowl by the dog
bed on his knees and threw in some chocolates. The concrete floor was harsh to
the touch even through the fabric of his pants, but he forgot all about it when
Dan nudged his ass from behind, startling Kyle so much, the bag of sweets fell
out of his hand.

“Hey!” he turned around and swatted Dan’s arm.
Ever since he was a teenager, it was one of his most secret fantasies. He never
told anyone about it before their trip here. They chatted with Dan on the way
about Mom’s breeding business and it just… spilled out of his kinky lips.

The thought of actually doing it with a dog was repulsive,
but he liked how animalistic they were when fucking, and Dan’s behavior ticked
all the right boxes. Especially now, that he got to his hind legs and dropped
the front paws to Kyle’s chest, watching him with a strange, inhuman interest.

“You’re heavy, Ares. Get off.” Kyle tried to
remain calm, but his dick was so hard its tip already left a tiny wet spot on
his grey jogging bottoms. His pre-lubed hole twitched in anticipation when he
felt the heat of Dan’s breath on his neck. He was such a weak man. He loved Dan
for understanding that. Dan was the sausage to his bun.

A low growl was followed by yet another gentle
assault, the boxer gloves sliding up and down his body. In the back of his
mind, Kyle already imagined Dan mounting him. If he raised his legs up and
exposed his ass, a dog like Ares could fuck him from the front as well. But
Kyle wouldn’t want it drooling all over his face as it humped him.

“Off!” Kyle commanded, and a few real dogs barked
around them. He pushed at Dan’s chest, trying to throw him off. Kyle wasn’t all
that tiny, he had some muscle on him, but it was nothing in comparison to Dan’s
weight and strength. Which only meant Kyle could struggle all he wanted and
just have fun with that. A long, hot lap on his neck got him shivering, and Dan
wouldn’t even dream of stopping, his hard cock poking Kyle’s thigh through the
fabric of his pants.

“Bad dog! Bad!” Kyle pushed Dan away far enough to
turn around under him, and started a quick crawl on all fours. Any other person
would be rushing for the door, but Kyle was only faking it, just like Dan was
pretending to be a dog. This was his moment. His balls tightened at the fantasy
of being mounted like a bitch by the stud dog. Unable to escape that male
power. What he didn’t expect was the sudden feeling of helplessness, pooling in
his stomach like hot, thick jello when his jogging bottoms got pulled off his
ass, all the way down to his knees, uncovering burning hot skin.

It was all make-believe, but the all too real
excitement and adrenaline was exactly the reason why he loved roleplaying so
much. “No, leave that!” He turned around to see Dan tugging the pants down with
his teeth. His dark eyes were like two burning lumps of coal that were about to
set Kyle on fire. This dog wasn’t going to obey a bitch.

Cool air clashed with the warmth of Kyle’s skin,
but Dan was at the top of his game, already dragging the boxing gloves over
Kyle’s back, his groin meeting Kyle’s buttocks with the urgency of a
sex-starved male.

“Off, Ares!” Kyle wiggled his hips under the
weight of Dan’s hot body and tried to crawl away, but it was no use. The beast
was climbing on top of him, pushing him down with his weight and threatening
Kyle with sharp barks. If Kyle had dog ears, they would surely be flattened in
fear and submission by now.

When Kyle still lived here, he jerked off in a dog
cage a few times to the dirty fantasy of being overpowered, frozen in fear
under the massive stud, pumped by his cock without mercy. He wouldn’t be able
to fight much once the dog actually mounted him, or he'd risk getting badly
bitten. All he had left to do was to let the stud fuck him until it had enough.
It would spill its thick cum into Kyle's tight asshole, convinced it was a
bitch's cunt.

Now that the fantasy was coming to life, the firm
grip Dan had on his body was turning his blood into boiling oil. That hard,
merciless cock kept brushing over his skin in eager, shameless thrusts. Dan was
grunting over him, moving his hips back and forth to push the prick in, but it
just wouldn’t go where they both eventually wanted it.

Kyle panted at the touch of the hot cockhead
sliding down from between his buttocks and poking at the back of his balls.
With his hands in boxing gloves, there was nothing Dan could do but hump Kyle’s
ass and growl in frustration. Every time he tried to position his stiff dick
against his bitch’s hole, it would slide up or down Kyle’s slippery crack. It
made Kyle shiver with anticipation and his balls tightened.

The only way to get the stud to leave him without
getting ripped to pieces was to give in. With his cheeks on fire and Dan’s
teeth scraping his nape, Kyle lowered his face to the concrete floor and
reached back to part his buttocks with his fingers. It was humiliating to be
under a dog, to have to submit to an animal, but then again, no one would know.
Ares wouldn’t be able to tell on him, brag that he fucked Kyle like a bitch in
heat and bred his ass with his stud cum.

With Dan becoming increasingly agitated behind
him, it was high time Kyle granted him entry, but the sudden push still came as
a shock as that thick, glorious dick ripped Kyle’s ass open, forcing it into
submission. The cockhead penetrated him in one, forceful thrust.

“Oh fuck!” Kyle squealed, prompting the other dogs
to bark, the sound merging into a cacophony of noises. Sweat beaded under his
T-shirt, and he bucked his hips only to have Dan push in to the root. Kyle got
himself ready for it, but it was still different than being fingered right
before taking the cock. A dog wouldn’t care though. He’d be pushing in
aggressively, humping his ass like there was no tomorrow. Ares the dog didn’t
care about Kyle’s pleasure, all he would care for was planting his spunk deep
in a willing, or unwilling, hole. All that was left for Kyle was to whimper under
the assault, like the bitch he was. The hard concrete beneath his knees and
forearms just added to the rough experience, even though he imagined he’d
regret scraping them after the scene.

Dan leaned most of his upper body weight on Kyle,
frantically digging the gloves into his sides as he began the merciless rhythm,
pushing all air out of Kyle’s lungs with the force of his thrusts. Kyle parted
his trembling thighs to accommodate Dan better. He saw himself as an unruly
bitch, now forced into submission by raw strength and masculine power. There
was nowhere to run, he had to kneel there with his legs parted, offering his
throbbing anus to Ares for as long as he wanted to use it. His own dick was
dripping with precome and arching up so much, the cockhead bobbed against
Kyle's stomach with each of Dan’s jabs.

The animalistic growls pulled at his ear right
before sharp teeth claimed his nape, holding him in place for the gorgeous
stud. Dan had never been this rough before and within minutes, Kyle’s asshole
was throbbing with a mixture of ecstasy and burn from the continuous onslaught.