Johnny’s heart was pounding, and his cock was throbbing. He was dying for Raven to fuck him, and this had to be it. He bit his lip as Raven’s hand caressed his thigh, slipping up into the folds of his kilt. Raven had ordered him to remove his briefs at the time he was handcuffed, so there was nothing between his cock and his Redeemer’s hand. Raven’s fingers brushed him teasingly, the caresses too light to give him any satisfaction. He tried hard not to whimper, but he couldn’t help it.
“Please,” he whined, hands straining slightly at the cuffs which held his arms over his head.
Raven chuckled, sliding his hand along the side of Johnny’s leg. “Patience,” he whispered, his hands slowly pulling the kilt up enough to reveal Johnny’s cock. He rubbed his thumb across the head, eliciting a gasp from his protégé.
Johnny almost screamed when the door opened, admitting Kazarian. The dark haired youth stopped, looking unsure. Raven wiggled a finger at him, beckoning him closer. Kazarian approached the couch obediently, standing and waiting for instruction. Raven gestured to Kazarian’s pants and snapped his fingers; the fabric practically flew off Kazarian’s body as he obeyed. He stood before Raven and Johnny, clad only in a tight black t-shirt, and naked from the waist down.
“Come here.” Raven patted the couch between him and Johnny. Kazarian slid into the tight space, back to Raven. Raven paused a moment to caress Kazarian’s ass, then forced his head down to Johnny’s crotch. “Suck him,” Raven hissed.
Kazarian started to lick Johnny’s cock, but received a smack on the ass. “Take him in your throat,” Raven commanded. Johnny groaned as Kazarian’s mouth closed around him. Raven put his hand on the back of Kazarian’s head, forcing him down so far he nearly choked. “Take it,” Raven growled, his free hand stoking Kazarian’s ass. “Take him all the way down.” Kazarian closed his eyes, breathing heavily through his nose as he began to deepthroat. The sensation was amazing, but Johnny couldn’t help gazing at Raven, wishing it were Raven who was touching him.
He watched as Raven produced a packet of lube, running slick fingers along the crack of Kazarian’s ass before slipping one inside. Kazarian moaned around Johnny’s cock, inspiring Johnny to both groan and pout in jealousy. He craved Raven inside of him, even if it were just a finger. Kazarian received a second finger, then a third. He was practically whimpering, the vibrations running deliciously through Johnny’s cock.
“Up,” Raven ordered, withdrawing his fingers and slapping Kazarian’s ass. He pointed to Johnny, then the floor. “Down.” Johnny frowned, but slid himself onto the carpet, his arms now locked over his head. Raven whirled Kazarian onto his back, his cock inside the young man in a heartbeat. Kazarian cried out, his head straining against the armrest as Raven’s length filled him. Raven grabbed Kazarian’s knees, spreading his legs wide as he fucked him. Kazarian was moaning, rocking his hips eagerly against Raven’s.
“You like that?” Raven growled, thrusting in hard.
“Ohhhh,” Kazarian moaned incoherently, gasping and panting in the frenzy of the fuck.
Johnny whimpered, dying to touch his cock. He tugged at the handcuffs, cursing the unyielding metal. He wanted desperately to be in Kazarian’s place, getting ridden hard by Raven. He was at the perfect angle to watch Raven’s cock driving into Kazarian, Kazarian’s ass cheeks jiggling as he was so thoroughly fucked.
“Oh – oh – OHHH!” Kazarian screamed as he hit his orgasm, his body shaking violently. Raven continued to pump into him, gasping and tensing, his own body trembling. He took a deep breath, then pulled out of the still quivering Kazarian, dropping onto the floor before Johnny and taking Johnny’s cock into his mouth. Johnny had to close his eyes against the hot sight, biting his lip and struggling not to simply come. He was undone when one of Raven’s still slick fingers penetrated his ass, the yearned for contact driving him instantly to orgasm. Raven sucked him dry, licking the corners of his mouth as he rose up. Johnny opened his eyes, his mouth hanging open as the shivers retreated. He accepted Raven’s kiss, finding the taste of himself on Raven’s lips spine-tinglingly sexy.
“Beautiful, my young ones,” Raven purred, reaching up and unlocking
the handcuffs. He looked a little surprised when Johnny threw his arms
around his neck, kissing him desperately. He smiled as Johnny drew
back, the blonde reluctantly releasing his Redeemer. “To the showers,”
Raven murmured, delivering one more sweet kiss to Johnny’s lips before
departing.
He had sworn off love. When his one great love had failed, he had given
up. From that point on, he had just believed in sex, and pain. The boys
were ready and willing to serve him, and he enjoyed teaching them, not
to mention fucking them to his heart’s content. They craved his touch,
and he reveled in that. But, while Matt and Kazarian were good little
disciples, Johnny wasn’t abiding by the rules. Johnny looked at him
with something in his eyes…something that reminded him of only one
other person.
Raven sat in a corner, brooding. It was a common position for him, but this time he was truly brooding. He hadn’t fucked Johnny yet, despite how badly he knew Johnny wanted it. Fucking could be a so empty, so purely physical...but then, it could also be so intimate. He had a premonition that, with Johnny, it would mean more than the physical release. He didn’t know if he should allow that. Johnny was a boy, and like most boys, he wanted things he couldn’t handle. If Stevie couldn’t do it, no one could.
Raven smiled coldly, hefting himself up. If Johnny wanted to be
fucked, he would be fucked. Time to put him in his place.
“What do you guys do?” Johnny whined. He lay shirtless on the bed, arms
folded behind his head, waiting for his Redeemer to make an appearance.
Matt and Kazarian looked at each other, then at Johnny. “What do you mean?” Matt questioned.
“To get him to fuck you!” Johnny exclaimed.
Kazarian smirked. “Look gorgeous?” he offered.
“Seriously!” Johnny groaned. “I’m going crazy here! I need to get fucked!
“Maybe if you stop being such a whiny bitch, and just be enticing like us,” Kazarian stated.
Johnny glared at him. “You’d be whining too if you weren’t getting fucked!” he spat.
“But you did fuck him,” Matt put in. “He hasn’t let me or Kazarian do that.”
“Ok, that was great.” Johnny licked his lips at the hot memory. “But it’s not the same! I want to – to *feel* him inside me.”
“He does feel good.” Matt grinned, winking at his partner. “Almost as good as you, baby.”
Kazarian smiled, wrapping his arms around Matt’s waist. “I love you,” he murmured, giving Matt a sweet kiss.
Johnny rolled his eyes, sitting up alertly when the door opened, his Redeemer finally arriving. Raven had a look in his eyes which made Johnny gulp. The older man advanced on him, crawling onto the bed and pinning him to the mattress. “It has come to my attention,” Raven stated, the tone of his voice making Johnny shiver, “that you are not receiving something you desire. Is that true?”
Johnny gazed up into Raven’s eyes, feeling both hopeful and worried. “Yes, Redeemer,” he whispered.
“And what is it that you crave?” Raven pushed.
“I – I want - ” Johnny swallowed. “I wanna get fucked,” he admitted.
“That so you shall be.” Raven rose off him, pushing his kilt up and spreading his legs apart. Johnny’s heart threatened to beat out of his chest in excitement. He wanted to be with Raven so badly, and now, at last, seemed to be the time. Raven dripped a bit of lube onto his entrance, then inserted a finger. Johnny caught his breath, his muscles twitching around Raven’s invading digit. He reminded himself to breath as a second finger joined the first, efficiently preparing him. It felt so good to have a part of Raven inside him, he didn’t even care that the other two were watching.
Then, Raven’s fingers were gone. Johnny kept his legs spread, tingling with excitement. He kept his eyes closed, wanting to focus completely on the sensation of penetration. He jerked in surprise when he was slapped, opening his eyes and looking questioningly at Raven, who was now kneeling beside him on the bed.
“Which one?” Raven demanded. He pointed to Matt and Kazarian, who he must have beckoned over to the bed, as they were standing quite close.
“What?” Johnny asked, frowning in confusion.
“Which one do you want?” Raven demanded again, smirking and adding, “First.”
Johnny started at him with an open mouth. Raven frowned, slapping him again. “Choose!” he growled.
“I – I don’t - ” Johnny stuttered, slapped into silence. “Fine!” Raven hissed. He seized Matt by the hair, throwing him onto Johnny. He took Johnny’s leg, signaling Kazarian to take the other. They spread him wide. Matt lay on top of Johnny, the uber-blonde looking unsure. “Fuck him!” Raven commanded. “Ravage that ass, he wants it.”
Johnny’s heart was drumming in his ears, but not from arousal. This wasn’t what he wanted. This wasn’t right. He didn’t want Matt inside him, or Kazarian. No one but Raven. He squirmed, his eyes turning pleadingly to Raven. “Master, please,” he begged.
Raven wouldn’t look at him, his gaze focused on Matt. “Fuck him!” he commanded, striking Matt on the side of the head for his hesitation.
“No!” Johnny shook his head, beginning to struggle. “No, I don’t want him!”
“You’ll take what you’re given!” Raven slapped him hard, making Johnny cry out.
“I want *you*!” Johnny insisted, struggling to free his legs.
“Hold him!” Raven barked at Kazarian, who tightened his grip on Johnny’s leg, looking nervous. “Fuck him!” Raven growled to Matt. Matt swallowed, lowering himself against the struggling blonde.
“No! No!” Johnny shook his head, redoubling his struggle when he felt the head of Matt’s cock brush against his entrance. “No, please!” His tearful eyes begged Matt to stop. Matt swallowed, sitting back.
Raven attempted to slap Matt, but he was having too much difficulty holding Johnny’s leg for the blow to really connect. Growling dangerously, he grabbed Johnny by the hair, yanking him roughly off the bed and dragging him into the adjoining room. “Troublesome bitch!” he shouted, slamming the connecting door. He threw Johnny down onto the floor, whipping off his belt.
Johnny cowered on the floor, tears staining his face. He whimpered softly, covering his head with his arms, his whole body trembling as he awaited the blows. Raven raised the belt, intending to beat the impudence out of the shivering blonde. He wanted to lash Johnny, but he couldn’t quite make himself do it. He gritted his teeth, summoning his anger and raising the belt once more.
Johnny’s soft sobbing again stilled his hand. He gazed down at the boy, who lay face to the carpet, looking terrified and miserable. This wasn’t the game he liked to play. Johnny was willing to let him do this, but he didn’t want it. Johnny’s only crime was wanting to be with him, and Raven couldn’t bring himself to punish the boy for that. He sighed, casting the belt to the floor and helping Johnny to his feet.
“Child, you don’t know what you’re getting into with me,” he murmured, brushing the tears from Johnny’s face with his thumb.
Johnny swallowed, gazing at Raven with painfully vulnerable eyes. “You’re not going to - ”
“No.” Raven smoothed back Johnny’s hair, sighing softly. “I think it’s best you leave Serotonin.”
“No!” Johnny whimpered, shaking his head. “I want to stay with you.” He swallowed hard. “If – if you want me to sleep with Matt and Kazarian, I can do it. I just – I just didn’t expect it, and I freaked out. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, don’t make me leave.” Tears welled up in his eyes.
Raven hesitated, then pulled Johnny into his arms, holding him
tight. “I don’t want you to leave,” he whispered, stroking Johnny’s
back softly. As much as he hated to admit it, he wanted Johnny. Didn’t
want him as a slave, or a fuck, or a toy; just wanted him. And though
he knew he should end this before it started, for Johnny’s own good, he
couldn’t bare to send him away. He held the boy close to him, for the
first time in years feeling scared of the path he had chosen.
The Sequel:
coming soon