Into Another World - Sean's Story 27

Into Another World - Sean's Story

Part 27

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

*****

Sean woke from a soft scratching noise that he recognised immediately as a pen on Viggo's sketchpad. Cracking one eye open, he found his suspicion confirmed. Good that the Dane hadn't been here a little while back when he and Hugh...

A soft sigh interrupted his thoughts and emotions welled up in the blond's heart. He wrapped his arm protectively around the man lying on his chest, Christian. His lover was deeply asleep, one leg thrown over Sean and his body pressed close.

Smiling, Sean lay back and enjoyed Christian's warmth, his smell, and the soft tickling caused by his breathing.

He looked up and saw Viggo return his smile. The Dane raised his pad and Sean felt a lump in his throat. It was a drawing of Christian in his arms and, as always, Viggo's rendering of the moment was so lifelike that Sean almost expected the face in the picture to open its eyes.

"I..." Sean didn't know what to say. "It's beautiful."

"It's beautiful," Viggo replied softly, "because he's beautiful. It's your love that makes him shine, Sean."

Nodding, Sean knew that his friend was right. Christian was happy and so was he, but... Today was different. There was more to Christian's expression than happiness. Despite their love something had always lurked in the background, a shadow threatening to destroy their bliss. He suddenly recognised it as his fear of not being able to give his lover what he needed.

"But will my love be enough, Vig?" Sean's voice was pained.

Viggo moved closer and took a long look at Christian. His face was relaxed in sleep brought on by deep exhaustion after the scene with Hugh.

"I have never seen him so happy and at ease before," Viggo replied softly.

Sighing, Sean nodded. "I know, but... I didn't... couldn't... If not for Hugh..." He felt uncomfortable. It wasn't that he didn't trust his friend, but Christian's craving for pain was so alien that Sean couldn't find words to describe what had taken place with Hugh.

"I've watched you," Viggo said calmly. "I think I know what you mean. Would you like to talk about it?"

Sean had dreaded this conversation, but he knew he couldn't evade the topic any longer. Relieved that it was Viggo, not Ian – although he trusted the older Brit, he felt more at ease with his fellow harem member – he closed his eyes. "I don't understand it. Does he really crave pain?"

"Yes and no. You know already that a certain amount of pain can be an incredible sexual stimulation." Viggo made this a statement, not a question. "The right amount of pain causes our body to release a nice drug cocktail, adrenaline and endorphins, that bring on a euphoric state. Although he wouldn't enjoy having pain inflicted unless he was aroused, Christian reacts very much to it in a sexual situation."

Thinking about this, Sean nodded. He'd experienced this, too, to a much lesser degree, of course, with female lovers who were always obsessed with his nipples. While he'd enjoyed gentle caresses and licks at them during slow foreplay it had sometimes made him wild to have them squeezed and pinched at advanced stages of arousal. This much he could understand.

"It's more than that, though." Once he started, it felt good to open up to Viggo. Why hadn't he done so before? "Did you watch Christian's reaction when Hugh arrived? He wouldn't meet Hugh's eyes and addressed him as 'Sir'. So, they didn't know each other, but even with Karl Christian isn't this formal." Not even when he begs the Sheik for punishment... Sean shuddered.

Viggo nodded. He'd watched Sean closely ever since he'd arrived at the harem, and he couldn't have missed Christian's reaction upon meeting Hugh. Sean, of course, didn't know who, or, more precisely, what Hugh was, and why Christian would react in this particular fashion.

"Do you remember when I asked you if you knew about the dynamics of a BDSM relationship?" Viggo asked.

Frowning, Sean tried to recall the details of their conversation. It seemed long ago, yet... "You said he'd been betrayed by his master and that he was having problems with trust ever since." His voice turned soft and pained when he continued, "Christian has told me what Pierce did to him..." He shuddered. "Being beaten, raped, branded... I'm surprised how he can trust anyone at all after that experience..."

"I totally agree with you that that was sick. Sean, Pierce has betrayed Christian. A Dominant has a duty to his submissive. Usually, there's a contract in which the Dom pledges to take care of his sub's needs and to respect his limits. What happened between Pierce and Christian should never have taken place." Viggo didn't know the details, but he wasn't blind and Christian had been very ill when he'd arrived at the oasis.

"I understand that Christian is a submissive, then. But why would he want to submit to some Dominant in the first place?" Sean knew this was crucial, but he still didn't get it.

After thinking for a moment, Viggo replied, "For some of us it's a great relief to hand over the responsibility to someone else for a while. Do what you're told and not think about it, let someone else make the decisions, let go. And as I said, although the sub is at the Dom's mercy there are limits. It's the Dom's responsibility to see that these limits aren't violated. That's where Christian's trust was brutally betrayed."

"I can understand that someone wants to escape responsibilities for a while, but why would that mean to be sexually, well, abused, humiliated..." Sean cringed. "Although I don't understand it I can't really blame the submissives for that. But the others, the Dominants, they sound like sick fucks to me, getting off on inflicting pain on others..." Although he couldn't really blame Hugh either; after all, Christian had asked him to be hurt. It was all very confusing.

"It isn't the pain they enjoy inflicting as much as giving their partners what they need, Sean," Viggo said slowly. "BDSM isn't as much about pain as about power. The power to bring your lover to the utmost pleasure is what makes a Dom tick, not the power to hurt a helpless victim. But I'm not a real expert either. You'd have to ask Ian or maybe Hugh."

Sean nodded. Hugh had already offered to talk later. As so often before, he felt easier now after speaking with Viggo. The friendship with the Dane was deepening and Sean wouldn't want to miss it. Viggo had a great sense of often dry humour and his studio provided a shelter if the blond felt the need to flee from the harem for a while. Furthermore, his friend was totally at ease and it helped Sean a lot to see that life at the oasis had a lot of benefits.

"Oh, speaking of Hugh – he had to leave in a hurry and he's asked me to give you his regards and this." Viggo held a small tube out to Sean. "He said that Christian would be sore and suggested you apply this balm."

"It was – rough." Sean asked his friend haltingly. "Maybe it would be better to let Hugo look him over? Make sure we didn't do harm?" He was suddenly afraid that they'd taken things too far. Sure, Christian had kind of agreed to the ordeal, but in his need to be hurt, would he stick to his limits in the heat of the moment? And Hugh didn't know Christian well, so...

Viggo put his hand on Sean's arm and relied quietly, "I don't think that's necessary. Hugh is an experienced Dom and if Christian were hurt he'd tell you. He subbed for quite some time and knows what to watch out for."

The blond didn't look convinced.

"Also," Viggo continued, "you've met Hugo. He's a good doctor but sometimes his enthusiasm gets the better of him. You know what I mean." Sean had confided that he was terrified of the doctor after Hugo had suggested they try urethral soundplay. "I don't think you'd enjoy watching Hugo perform a thorough rectal exam." Each of the harem members had been there but Viggo was going to keep this to himself for now. "Even his smallest anal speculum opens to three inches in diameter."

Sean shuddered. He hadn't thought of Hugo's eagerness to use his medical instruments. Three inches! That was far more than Hugh's and his girth taken together. No, Viggo was right. Even though Christian was into pain, Sean understood now that it was only appreciated when he was aroused. This examination would hurt for real and Sean would protect his lover. Viggo was probably right and it wasn't necessary to inflict this torture on Christian.

As if in reaction to the blond's shudder Christian opened his eyes and smiled at his lover.

"Hi there," Sean said softly and caressed Christian's cheek. "How are you feeling?"

Rubbing his face against Sean's chest, Christian replied, "Warm and loved..." He snuggled closer and sighed happily.

"Aren't you feeling sore, love?" Sean enquired worriedly. "See, Viggo has brought some ointment for you."

"That's kind of him." Christian's voice was soft. "Would you apply it to me?" Guileless hazel eyes met with Sean's green ones.

"Uh, yes, sure..." Realising what this implied, Sean suddenly wondered about himself. Why did he feel reluctant to insert his fingers where he had no compunction of putting his cock? He looked to Viggo for help.

"Hugh said to rub it in gently," the Dane volunteered, sensing the reason for Sean's unease. "Let me..." He pulled the blanket from Sean and Christian and looked at the angry red stripes covering the younger man's buttocks. Maybe Sean should start treating those marks.

Placing his hand on Christian's backside, Viggo could feel the heat rising from the welts. Gently spreading the sore cheeks he could see that the tiny hole was red and swollen. Hugh had been right; this needed to be taken care of, but he'd guide Sean to look after the belt marks first. Also, the pooled and dried seed that had been seeping from Christian's hole needed to be cleaned away.

"Lie on your front, Christian, so Sean can administer the ointment to your cheeks. Sean, could you get me a wet cloth, please?"

Christian hurried to comply and Sean got up from the bench and fetched a soaked towel. Viggo noted with satisfaction that lying in prone position Christian's cleft didn't reveal the abused hole. After gently wiping the young man clean he opened the tube with the ointment and gave Sean an encouraging nod.

Flinching at seeing the welts on his lover's bottom, Sean bit his lip and began to apply the balm, trying to keep his touch as light as he could. Despite his effort Christian winced each time Sean's fingers came in contact with the bruised flesh.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let this happen..." Sean's feelings of guilt almost overwhelmed him.

Viggo put a hand on his friend's back and was about to speak when Christian turned half-way around and replied sincerely, "I asked Hugh to hurt me and I meant it, Sean. Please don't blame yourself for what brought me incredible pleasure."

Swallowing, Sean could only nod. Christian was right, it had been his decision, but the blond still hurt for seeing the angry marks. At the same time he wondered if he could ever be capable of fulfilling his lover's needs.

As if he'd read the blond's thoughts Viggo shook his head almost imperceptibly and mouthed, Not now. Sean took a deep breath and nodded, then continued to gently rub the ointment in. This wasn't a good time for thinking clearly.

When Sean had finished his ministrations, Viggo instructed Christian to roll over on his side. "Now you have to rub some of the cream inside," he said practically.

"Erm, yes..." Sean's eyes moved from his hand to the tube to Christian's buttocks and back before meeting with Viggo's in an expression of helplessness.

"You haven't touched him before?" Viggo asked softly; there was no rebuke in his voice, only the wish to help. "Squeeze some of it on your finger," he nodded at the ointment and Sean obeyed. "Now you rub it around the entrance."

Viggo's calm voice helped and Sean parted Christian's cheeks with his free hand, then gasped, pained at the sight. Biting his lips, he placed his finger lightly on the abused hole and began to gently massage the cream into the sore skin.

Christian appeared to be relaxed and Sean plucked up his courage. He applied more ointment to his finger and looked at Viggo nervously.

The Dane smiled and nodded, and Sean slowly moved his finger towards the small pucker again, frowning in concentration. He pushed gently – and nothing happened. Sean's frown deepened and he pressed a little harder until his finger breached the tight hole and finally slid effortlessly inside, causing Christian to whimper softly.

Freezing at his lover's reaction, Sean looked at Viggo in a moment of panic, then relaxed again, but he was still at a loss what to do now. "Christian, I... don't want to hurt you..." he finished his sentence miserably.

"Maybe we can come up with a suitable distraction?" Viggo suggested with a smile.

"Such as...?" Sean looked up hopefully.

"Such as touching a place that'll cure his pain?" Viggo's smile turned to a grin.

"Err..." Blushing with embarrassment that he'd never even tried to locate that spot inside Christian, Sean had to admit it was a good idea. However...

"Trust me," Viggo whispered and squeezed some cream on his own finger.

Sean watched with utter fascination as the Dane slid his anointed finger inside Christian, too, drawing another soft moan from the young man.

"Follow my lead..." Viggo's voice was slightly hoarse when he wiggled his finger deeper.

His breathing increasing, Sean pressed in, too, awed by the tight heat. He felt his cock respond immediately, but fucking Christian now was out of the question, of course.

"Now curl your finger..." Viggo instructed and Sean did as bidden – and gasped with joy at Christian's reaction.

"Mnnhh..." The young man groaned and his head thrashed.

Curling his finger again, Sean noticed a slight change in texture this time. Christian's moans went straight to his cock and he noticed that Viggo looked more than a little flushed as well.

Christian's moans were increasing. Each time Sean pressed and prodded the gland deep inside his lover he was rewarded with a tiny sob. Viggo removed his finger and Sean continued to massage the spongy tissue.

"Wanna try something more?" Viggo grinned and pointed to Christian's front, licking his lips.

"I..." Sean stopped before he'd even begun the sentence. He'd never done this before either, but it felt right to him now. "I want to taste you, Christian," he said sincerely.

"Uh-huh!" Christian nodded eagerly, his already hard cock leaping happily.

Sean removed his finger, which drew a soft disappointed whine from his lover.

"Just be patient for a second, Sweetie, he'll continue," Viggo said with a smile.

Having moved to the other side of the cot, Sean was looking at Christian's cock. He'd seen it before, of course, but never with the intention of taking it into his mouth. The vein was throbbing on the short, thick shaft, and the purple head was peeking out from the fore-skin, leaving the slit clearly visible. A trickle of clear liquid was oozing from it unhindered as the young man wasn't wearing his particular piece of jewelry today.

Sean swallowed. He would never understand how anyone could agree to have his cock pierced. Wrapping his hand around Christian's shaft his thumb caressed hole through the frenulum where he'd normally have encountered a stud. Although he knew it was well healed Sean suddenly felt the urge to soothe the old wound. He held his breath and licked softly at it.

"Mmhh...!" Smiling, Sean wasn't surprised that his lover seemed to enjoy this. Remembering what Christian's tongue could do to him, he gave the head a tentative lick and lapped at the pre-cum. Christian tasted slightly salty but by no means unpleasant as Sean had feared for a moment.

Closing his eyes, Sean wrapped his lips around the crown of Christian's cock and sucked lightly, encouraged by his lover's enthusiastic moans. It was much easier than he'd thought. He might even begin to enjoy doing this. Sliding his lips further down the shaft and hollowing his cheeks to increase the suction, Sean was rewarded by more passionate moans and shivers running through Christian's body.

Viggo was watching the scene in front of him and he was sorely tempted to reach for his sketch pad, but Sean would probably not appreciate that just now. Instead, the Dane made eye contact with his friend and pointed at the tube.

Catching on immediately, Sean extended his hand, and a moment later he slipped a slick finger inside Christian again. Feeling how eagerly his lover pressed back against him, he decided to add a second one. Then, sucking hard on the swollen cock, he curled his fingers and found the place he was looking for.

Christian arched his back and cried out when Sean touched his sweet spot again.

Sean would have grinned but his mouth was rather busy. His mouth moved up and down on Christian's length and he savoured the trickles of fluid that were released each time he touched that magic point inside his lover.

Knowing how it had felt when Christian had done the same for him, Sean was getting harder with each ecstatic cry. Not even in his keenest dreams could he have imagined the pure bliss of giving Christian this pleasure. He sucked harder and faster while continuing to rub his lover's most sensitive spot hard, and he rejoiced in feeling Christian's helpless trembling.

"Close..." Almost overwhelmed by the sensual assault, Christian nevertheless managed to choke out a warning.

For a split second, Sean felt panic rise, then he knew this was right. He loved Christian and he suddenly couldn't wait to taste him. Increasing his movements even more, he felt Christian's cock thicken and his lover's body went rigid; then Christian screamed loudly and Sean felt the muscle around his fingers clench and throb violently as warm salty fluid pulsed into his mouth.

Sean tried to swallow, but it was too much and some of the liquid escaped and trickled down his chin. Christian's cries turned to soft sobs and Sean noticed Viggo's hand on his shoulder. "Gently now, he's oversensitive..."

After letting go of his lover's cock, Sean carefully pulled his fingers out, too, and looked up. Christian was still breathing hard with a look of blissful exhaustion on his face.

"That was..." Christian blinked. "I love you."

Deeply moved, Sean caressed his lover's face gently. "I love you, too, Christian."

"But... you..." Christian tried to sit up and winced at the soreness from his bottom.

"I'm good." Sean's aching erection betrayed the lie, but he knew that his lover wouldn't be up to anything for a while.

"And Viggo..." Christian's eyes fell on the Dane's flushed face.

Shrugging, Viggo replied, "I'm horny." He grinned.

"Sean is a wonderful lover," Christian said sincerely.

The blond's jaw dropped. "You mean..." He looked from his lover to his friend in disbelief.

"I want you to be happy, Sean," Christian said with a shy smile.

"But..." Sean opened and closed his mouth. "You mean you'd be okay with it if I... we..." He ran a hand through his hair nervously. His cock suggested to his brain that Viggo had a very nice bum and that the Dane would probably love to be fucked by Sean. But Christian...

"I'm fine with you having sex with Viggo, Sean," Christian replied, then smiled again. "To be honest, I might even enjoy watching you."

Swallowing hard, Sean looked at Viggo, who broke into a wide grin and simply dropped his pants, then crouched on hands and knees. "Ready when you are, Sean!"

Christian stood and kissed his lover's lips softly. Then he fetched the nearest bowl with sweet-scented oil. Watching the blond blush, he offered, "Let me?" and began to lovingly coat Sean's leaking erection with it.

Kneeling down behind Viggo, Sean's instinct took over. Here was a gorgeous man offering himself to be fucked. His lover had indicated that he'd like to watch. He needed to get off. What the fuck was he waiting for!

Spreading Viggo's arse cheeks, Sean lined himself up and pressed slowly inside. Sliding in smoothly, Sean moaned at the heat. He withdrew immediately and pushed deeper, hoping that the Dane would enjoy this, too.

Pressing back against Sean, Viggo couldn't wait to feel Sean all the way inside him. He clenched his sphincter in invitation and felt the blond find his rhythm, whispering, "Yeah, that's it, go, Sean..."

The invitation was hardly needed as Sean's thrusts quickly grew more confident. Soon he canted his hips to aim for the Dane's gland and an ecstatic yowl told him he'd found it. Grinning, he managed to hit the spot again and again.

Both men were moaning and panting hard when Christian stood behind Sean and slipped a slick finger inside his lover's tight hole, raking it over his prostate.

The blond cried out in ecstasy and increased his thrusts. Viggo began to frantically stroke his cock, feeling that Sean was close and not wishing to be left behind.

When Christian continued to finger-fuck his tight hole, Sean's moans became desperate until he spilled himself into Viggo with a hoarse shout, pounding hard against the Dane's prostate. Viggo growled and shot his load, almost losing his balance as he was propped unto buckling knees and a single hand.

Christian withdrew his finger and Sean pulled out of Viggo, then sank down on the floor next to the panting Dane. "Whoa, mate!" He looked at Christian a little anxiously, but the younger man smiled.

"You were beautiful to watch," Christian said to both. He reached for a towel and began to clean them up when Craig entered the pool area.

"It looks like I missed the fun?" The New Zealander also grabbed a towel. "Karl wants to speak with you," he nodded at Sean, "and you, Christian. Meanwhile, I can take care of Viggo if you like?" He grinned.

Suddenly his unease was there again. "Uh, why does he want to see us?" Sean asked nervously.

"He didn't say, but he was in a good mood." Craig smiled and continued to wipe the cum from Viggo's cock.

Taking Sean's hand, Christian looked at his lover. "Let's go and find out."

"Well, he can't have my arse," the blond grumbled, but followed the other man, expecting the worst.

*****

previous | Chapter Index | next

If you enjoyed this story, please send feedback to: Ian Howe