Into Another World - Sean's Story 26

Into Another World - Sean's Story

Part 26

Posted: January 4, 2008
Title: Into Another World - Sean's Story
Author: Ian Howe

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"Kneel." Hugh's voice could have cut steel but there was gentleness in it, too. "Undress first."

Biting his lip nervously, Sean watched Christian strip off his boxers and kneel in front of the Australian. The young Brit's head was bowed meekly as he obeyed the command and replied in his soft lilting voice, "Yes, Sir."

For some disconcerting reason, Sean found the scene in front of him very arousing, but he couldn't understand Christian. Why would his lover want to be hurt? How could he stand to debase himself in this fashion? Looking up, he met Hugh's eyes and the calmness in them reminded him to trust the other man.

"Tell me your safeword, lad?" Hugh inquired calmly.

Hearing Christian gasp, Sean's eyes focussed on his lover again. The young man was breathing fast and his stiff cock was drooling a string a pre-cum onto the floor.

"The colour scale, Sir," he answered. Sean watched him swallow and unless he was seriously mistaken, Christian had begun to tremble.

By now, Sean knew what a safeword was – a signal that would immediately stop Hugh from doing whatever he'd planned – but he found the concept of needing such a signal extremely unsettling. How on Earth could Christian allow someone to inflict so much pain on him that he needed a signal to stop when it became unbearable? What was even more unsettling, though, was that Sean was aching to see Hugh hurt Christian; that he was hard from the mere thought of his lover in pain when, at the same time, he felt such an overwhelming tenderness for him. It simply didn't add up.

"Very well," Hugh's voice interrupted Sean's thoughts. "Stay put. I don't want to hear a sound from you." The Australian picked up the jeans he'd taken off earlier and pulled the belt from the loops. Sean watched in horror as Hugh grasped the buckle firmly and swung the belt in an experimental flick of his arm.

Sean flinched at the hissing noise of leather cutting the air, and Christian gasped again. Hugh walked around them and lifted Christian's chin with his free hand. "I believe I said I don't want to hear a sound from you." He raised his eyes.

"N-no Sir... I mean... yes Sir," Christian stammered, and Hugh looked at him sternly.

"I'll let you off since this is our first time together, but from now on I expect you to obey orders."

As soon as Hugh let go of his chin, Christian faced the floor again and whispered, "Yes, Sir, I understand, Sir." Red splotches were appearing on his cheek bones.

Satisfied, Hugh nodded. "Count," he instructed and brought the thick leather belt down on Christian's bare buttocks.

Sean flinched hard at the gut-wrenching sound of the impact. Gods, that must have hurt! A white stripe showed where the belt had hit and it slowly turned to a dark red.

"O-one, Sir, thank you, Sir!" Christian choked out.

"I'm only warming up, boy," Hugh said grimly and struck again, harder this time and a little higher.

"TWO! Sir, thank you, Sir!" The pain was clearly audible in Christian's voice and Sean winced hearing it, yet there was also something else. He'd hesitate to call it joy – couldn't imagine how anyone could feel joy at being belted – but it was something akin to pleasure.

Beginning to set up a rhythm, Hugh firmly lashed out again and laid a third stripe on Christian's smooth flesh.

Suppressing a moan, Christian cried hoarsely, "Three, Sir... Thank you, Sir!" He was breathing faster and bit his lip in anticipation of the next hit.

"Is it beginning to sting then?" Hugh asked, then continued, "Don't reply, boy, just take it." He looked at Sean and smiled weakly, indicating that everything was fine and at the same time conveying a mild warning to not interrupt.

Christian's backside was marked by three burning red stripes with an equidistant spacing. His cock was hanging heavily between his legs and Sean was surprised that the young man was still hard. He himself was so hard it almost hurt and he wanted nothing more than to fuck Christian, bury himself in his lover's hot, tight hole. Hoping that this matched with Hugh's agenda, Sean watched the Australian's belt come down again, this time across the three stripes.

"Four, Sir! Thank you, Sir..."

"THWACK!"

"Nnh! Five! Sir! Thank – you! Sir!" Sean shuddered at his lover's barely suppressed whimper. Hugh nodded at him and the blond sighed with relief that Christian's tormenter seemed to agree that it was enough.

Once more, Hugh whipped the thick leather belt over Christian's red arse, and this time, the young man cried out at the impact.

"UNGH! Six..." The rest of Christian's phrase turned into a swallowed sob.

"Shh, that's it, boy, you've done well." Hugh dropped the belt and lifted Christian's face up. "Do you know how beautiful you are when you're hurting?" he added gently, then wiped sweat from Christian's brow with his thumb.

"Please, Sir, I need more!" Christian begged in a soft, trembling voice, but Hugh shook his head.

"No, that's enough for today. You'll feel those bruises for days at least, and I have other plans for you now." Hugh smiled. "Look at Sean. Don't you think it's time for you to be a good boy and provide him relief? I want you to ride him and that's gonna hurt you enough."

Sean gasped. Yes, that was what he wanted, too. Hugh pointed at one of the wide benches next to them and Sean quickly discarded his boxers.

"Lie down on your back while I prepare Christian; it'll only take a few seconds." Hugh stepped back and reached for one of the lubricant bowls that were strategically distributed everywhere in the harem.

"I don't need preparing," Christian whispered.

Hugh's eyebrows went up, "Oh, don't you?" He pinched Christian's bruised flesh hard and the young man cried out. "Why don't you leave that for me to decide? Believe me, you're going to appreciate every drop of lube and every bit of stretching you get."

Stroking his needy erection, Sean watched as Hugh dipped his hand into the sweet oil and shoved four fingers inside Christian.

"I know you can take Sean without prepping but you'll do what I tell you, understood?" Hugh pressed hard against the young man's prostate and Christian jerked. "Now, go and serve Sean." He swatted Christian's swollen red cheeks with his hand.

"Yes, Sir." Christian had blushed even more and his face was burning with shame when he squatted over Sean.

"Go slowly, boy. I want to see what you're doing."

Closing his eyes, Christian reached behind himself and pulled his cheeks apart, then positioned himself over Sean's cock and sank down with a whimper.

To Sean, it felt like entering a volcano. He had to fight for composure, afraid he'd come immediately. Christian was impossibly tight; when he sank down, the heat radiating from his abused buttocks made the blond gasp. All he wanted to do now was thrust deep and rut away, knowing it would only take him a minute to explode inside Christian's throbbing channel.

Before he could start, however, he noticed a touch at the root of his cock. Looking up in bewilderment, Sean saw Hugh kneeling behind Christian, naked now, and displaying a magnificent erection. The tightness of his lover's sheath increased and Christian groaned when Hugh slid his thumb inside the hole alongside Sean's cock.

Hugh couldn't possibly mean to...? Christian's eyes were squinted closed in pain, and Sean's widened in disbelief when Hugh began to press his cock inside Christian, too. Gods, Hugh was even larger than the Sheik, no way could Christian take both of them!

While Hugh frowned in concentration as he pushed slowly deeper, Sean's cock felt like it was being strangled by the tightness, and Christian whimpered, "No, please, I can't... Too much..."

"You know how to stop it, boy." Hugh held Christian's slender hips and lifted him so that Sean slid half-way out. He hesitated for a moment to give Christian the chance to reply. When the reply didn't come, Hugh moved one hand to hold his cock steady and slammed all the way in.

Christian howled and his head fell back. He clenched his hands into fists as Hugh set up a fast pace, fucking him hard.

Clueless for a second as to whether he should interrupt this, Sean was carried away by Hugh's momentum, helpless to stop moving with the Australian. Their cocks were pressed so tightly together inside Christian's channel that he couldn't have stopped fucking Christian even if he had wanted to.

"Don't you dare come before I allow it!" Hugh hissed into Christian's ear, then twisted a nipple ring sharply.

This was incredible! Sean knew he wouldn't last. Christian's pained moans and cries at being stretched and filled more than he'd ever been before only added to the blond's arousal. Hugh's grunts indicated that he was close, too. Looking at Sean, he nodded and increased his sharp thrusts.

"Come, boy!" Hugh bellowed and spilled himself into Christian.

The moment Hugh had uttered the command, Christian's cock almost burst with the flood and his tortured ring muscle clenched and fluttered. He screamed out in ecstasy and agony, not caring anymore if Hugh chastised him for the sounds; he simply couldn't hold them back any longer.

Sean thought he'd faint with the intensity of his climax. Just as his balls were beginning to unload their juice, Christian's spasming sphincter massaged his cock and heightened the sensation. The contractions made the sheath even tighter, and suddenly the slide of his and Hugh's cocks in Christian's channel turned all slippery and wet with Hugh's seed. Feeling his cock being milked dry, Sean moaned and grunted, relieved that he was lying on his back when his body began to relax.

Christian was only held upright by Hugh's strong arm around his chest while his balls pumped out endless gushes of hot, pearly liquid onto Sean's belly. He went limp and his head lolled against the Australian's shoulder. Sean thought he'd never seen anyone look as exhausted as Christian looked right then.

The expression on Hugh's face next to Christian's was sympathetic. It was all warning Sean got before Hugh pulled himself and Sean out. Christian stiffened and gave a sharp cry, and Hugh winced.

"I'm sorry, Sweetie," he whispered, "I know you're oversensitive. Rest now, relax. See, here's Sean for you." Hugh kissed Christian tenderly, then laid him down in Sean's arms before fetching a blanket and wrapping it around both men.

"Hold him and keep him warm," Hugh instructed the blond softly. "He'll be fine."

His brain was having a hard time keeping up, but Sean decided he'd continue to trust Hugh. Christian felt cold and clammy against his chest, clinging to him; Sean pulled the blanket up and stroked his lover's back soothingly.

Hugh returned a moment later with a mug of sweet tea. Together, they raised Christian to a sitting position, fed him the warm liquid, then watched him relax in Sean's arms.

"You're such a beautiful sub, Christian," Hugh carded the young man's hair.

"I love you," Sean whispered into Christian's ear. He was rewarded with a blissful smile followed immediately by a yawn and Christian's eyelids fluttered.

Hugh smiled at Sean and helped him lie down again with Christian now sleeping in his arms.

"Stay with him for now. We could talk later...?" Hugh asked softly.

Nodding, Sean returned the smile. "That'd be good. And, Hugh, thank you. I mean it."

"You're welcome. I'll be back shortly with ointment for his bruises." Hugh got up, smiled at both men once again, then dressed and left.

"What do you think?" Karl asked Ian as they watched Hugh leaving the pool area from the window of the Sheik's study.

The valide bowed his head. "He's made great progress. Let us wait until next week and watch his reaction to the ceremony, but pending no further surprises I do indeed consider him ready."

Smiling, Karl devoured Sean's sleeping figure with his eyes. "Mine, finally."

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