Remember this,—that there is a proper dignity and proportion to be observed
in the performance of every act of life. (Marcus Aurelius)
There ought to have been something a little ridiculous about a man wearing
nothing but his stockings, but if there was, Theo wasn't seeing it. James
looked perfectly delectable.
Echoing Theo's thoughts, Jack said, "Good enough to eat, eh mate?" He eyed
James appraisingly and then dipped his head to lick a drop of sweat from
Laughing self-consciously, James cried out, "Theo! Jack! Really, I must
insist that you untie me at once. This is profoundly undignified."
"You worry too much about your dignity, Commodore." Jack's tongue was
leaving wet traces all over James' pale smooth skin, and when Jack reached
his destination, James strained against his bonds and groaned.
Theo stared avidly, content (for now) to watch James' muscles flex and grow
taut as he fought for control. Jack was using his talented mouth to
devastating affect, and James' long, slender hands gripped the ropes
tightly. Then Jack's tongue slipped behind James' balls, and James swore and
squeezed his eyes shut.
Catching sight of Theo licking his lips, Jack paused in his efforts and
scooted over obliging. "Would you like to share?" He raised an eyebrow
suggestively. "There's more than enough to go around."
At first, they took it in turns, but as their excitement grew, they began to
suck and lick together, exchanging messy kisses and rubbing their wet faces
against James' cock. There was something decadent and abandoned about it,
and Theo couldn't help but grind himself against Jack's leg. Their bodies
pressed together, and the slow, hedonistic slide of skin against skin was
enthralling. Theo never wanted it to end, even as he felt himself rushing
towards its natural conclusion.
James' pleas grew increasingly incoherent, and soon there were other moans
added to his. Theo was astonished to realize that he was making those
stifled, eager noises, and then gratified to discover that Jack too was
groaning and panting (his sounds similarly muffled). Presently, Jack
insinuated his hand -- hot and wet and slippery with their spit -- around
Theo's prick and Theo readily returned the favor, although his strokes were
unfortunately distracted (not my best work, he thought, a bit hysterically).
He might have been able to hold back a little longer, but James spilled
himself into their mouths with a loud cry, and then Jack kissed Theo,
smearing James' seed all over his face. The bitter taste, mixed with the
salty flavor of Jack's skin, drove Theo over the edge, and he thrust
desperately into Jack's callused hand, the force of his release shaking his
body. Jack was not far behind, gasping and spattering Theo's hand, and they
all grew still. For a long while, there was no sound but their ragged, heavy
Finally, James sighed, and with something very near to his usual composure,
proclaimed, "Don't ever do that to me again."
Jack lifted his head lazily and smirked. "Don't like being tied up? You need
to learn to relax, love."
"Not that," James said dismissively. "Don't ever strip me down to my
stockings and then leave me like that. It's ridiculous!"
"Is it?" said Jack, with a look of wide-eyed innocence. "I hadn't noticed."