CSI - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Birthday Plot ❯ One-Shot

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Warning: Male/Male/Male sex scene! Slight bondage! Feeling Squicky? Then hit the back button! Don't flame!

Jodine16: I blame the summer heat, my imagination and lack of anything better to do. Enjoy!

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Birthday Plot

 

Ryan slammed the door to his condo shut as he made his way into the kitchen. It was his 30th birthday and his lovers were up to no good. He got a cake in the break room, courtesy of Alexx and the team was able to get a slice each before they were called out to a homicide. By the time shift was over, the remains of the cake were gone, though Ryan had a pretty good idea as to who it was (Dan). Eric had a mischievous grin on his face all day and Horatio was in an incredibly playful mood. It all started with an ambush in the locker room, which was followed by an incomplete blowjob in the bathroom, and ended with a teasing make out in the storage closet.

 

To say Ryan was feeling some serious sexual tension was an understatement.

 

After setting the coffee pot he had just turned it on, when all of a sudden, the power went out. “Dammit,” he growled, looking outside. He frowned when he saw the street lights were on. He was just about to head out back to where the power box was when he was caught from behind. “What the-mm!” Ryan struggled with his captor as the unknown man pinned him roughly against the counter, and kept a gloved hand over his mouth. He heard a second pair of foot steps coming towards then and his struggling became more furious. His vision was blocked by some sort of blind fold that the second invader had. Ryan froze when his nose caught the scent of the second person's cologne.

 

Horatio.

 

`So that's what those two were planning,' he thought. It explained why Horatio asked him for a safe word the week before. Deciding to play along with their game, Ryan continued struggling. “Who are you and what do you want!” He growled out, as his hands were cuffed behind his back.

 

“Be quiet,” Eric growled. If Ryan hadn't recognized Horatio's cologne, he wouldn't have realized that it was Eric holding his shoulders tightly. His voice was deep and held a noticeable British accent and it was all the ex-patrol officer could do to not break out in laughter, and ruin their plans.

 

“Or what? You'll shoot me?” Ryan sneered, as he was roughly pulled away from the counter. He stiffened slightly when he felt the tip of a knife run along his neck.

 

“Feisty, this one,” Horatio said. Ryan was dragged to his bedroom, where he was unceremoniously thrown onto his bed. Ryan managed to move into a sitting position and tried to get away before he felt fingers curl into his shirt move yank him back to the middle of the bed. He shivered, when he felt the knife touching his neck again.

 

“I wouldn't move if I were you,” Eric said. Ryan stayed still as the knife was used to slice his shirt off. His breath caught in his throat when the knife moved to his pants. He tried to squirm away, but hands held him still. When the pants were cut away, Ryan felt his cock start to harden when the dull side ran up the side of his length. It wasn't that he was into pain; it was the thrill of what that knife could do. He whimpered slightly when the knife moved up his stomach to his chest, his arms shaking in an attempt to keep him from falling back.

 

“You know, instead of hurting him, we could always humiliate him,” Horatio said, sounding like he was asking Calleigh for ballistic results.

 

“Sounds like fun,” Eric said. Ryan yelped after they un-cuffed him and shoved him onto his back. His hands were quickly re-cuffed to the headboard of the bed. He tugged on them to be sure they were secure. He bit back a moan when he felt hands on his cock and a cock ring was snapped into place. He shuddered when he felt hands ghost up his sides to his neck. Ryan smiled when he was kissed. He tried to deepen the kiss, but his lover pulled away, chuckling.

 

“Tsk, tsk, you aren't supposed to be enjoying this, boy,” Eric said, squeezing his hardening member.

 

`Kind of hard not when I have a hand wrapped around my dick and is slowly driving me mad,' Ryan thought dryly. His thoughts were immediately put on hold when his lovers started teasing him with their tongues and teeth. One of them started at his fingertips while the other was down at his toes. Ryan could distinctly tell who was who; Horatio took his sweet time lavishing kisses along the palm of his hand, while Eric was a bit more quicken. When they met at his aching cock, the switched sides and started the whole thing over again. By the time they reach his cock again, he was begging.

 

The brunet whimpered, thrusting his hips up when one of his lovers lightly licked the tip. “Please, please, Gods,” he babbled.

 

He could practically hear the smirk in Horatio's voice as he was licked again. “Please what?”

 

“Stop teasing me,” he growled. He yelped when his hip was smacked.

 

“I wouldn't be ordering us around,” Eric said, losing the British accent. “We could bring you to the brink of orgasm and just leave you there for a few hours and do it again and again.”

 

Horatio agreed, just as Ryan protested, “Or not!”

 

“I think you better shut him up,” Horatio said. Ryan felt the red head get off the bed as Eric shifted closer towards him.

 

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Horatio had to take a moment to get control of himself as he grabbed the lube and condoms he left on the nightstand. The night was turning out perfectly. The three lovers had been talking about their fantasies, and Ryan had shyly admitted that he's always wanted to get kidnapped, though he wasn't all descriptive about what happened while he was kidnapped. That had been a few months back and Horatio was quite pleased when he found out Ryan had forgotten their little conversation.

 

When the older man turned around, he felt a large spike of arousal shoot to his groin when he saw Eric was been serviced by Ryan. He moaned at the sight of Eric cock sliding in out and out of the brunet's mouth. Moving to kneel in between Ryan's legs, Horatio covered his fingers in lubricant before preparing Ryan.

 

Eric groaned, when Ryan started humming around his throbbing length, and started to lazily fuck his face. “Join me?” Eric looked over to see Horatio lining himself up with Ryan's stretched hole. Grinning, Eric withdrew from his lover's mouth and moved back to straddle his hips. He gave Horatio a kiss before unsnapped the cock ring on Ryan.

 

The Cuban hissed, “No cumming.” That was the only warning Ryan received before he was filled and engulfed by his lovers. Ryan tugged at the cuffs hard as he was torn between ecstasy and fragments of pain. He panted, his body tense as he tried to rein back his orgasm. It took a few moments, but he eventually calmed down, which caused a moan of relief from Horatio. Ryan groaned when Horatio slowly pulled out of him just as Eric started rocking. He gasped out n pleasure when Horatio started thrusting into him hard, causing Ryan to buck into Eric.

 

“God, take these damn things….off me…please,” Ryan whimpered, pulling against the cuffs to try to touch one of his lovers. He cried out when Horatio hit his prostrate and the brunet was more determined than ever to not cum.

 

Ryan could practically hear the grin in Horatio's voice as the older man said, “No, but we can let you watch.” Ryan groaned when one of them (probably Eric because he was closer) undid the blindfold and he was given an eyeful of Eric and Horatio open-mouth kissing as they moved in sync with each other. “Mmm, that's hot,” he hissed, as Eric started stroking himself. Horatio started pounding into Ryan harder, clearly indicating he was close. Eric leaned down and attacked his neck, his free hand going to Ryan's nipples. Ryan was writhing beneath them, the pleasure starting to become too much for him to bear. Suddenly, he felt fingers on his balls, and Horatio's voice telling him he could cum before saw white. He felt his body contract into convulsions as he pumped his load into Eric's body.

 

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When Ryan surfaced back to the land of the living he was met with amused blue eyes. “Hi,” he croaked. Ryan took in his surroundings and saw Eric spooned up behind him. He also noticed the cuffs were gone.

 

“Hi back, enjoy yourself?” Horatio said, lazily running his fingers up and down Ryan's hip.

 

“Oh yeah, you guys really had me surprised there,” Ryan said with a content smile. “Probably would have had me screaming rape if I hadn't recognized your cologne. And the accent really doesn't suit you, Eric.”

 

Eric chuckled. “Hey! At least I was trying hide who I really was.”

 

Ryan looked over his shoulder and gave Eric a quick kiss. “Yeah, but the end result was great. Thank you both.”

 

Horatio moved closer. “You're welcome, although I seriously suggest you wear long sleeved shirts for the next.”

 

Ryan frowned, glancing at his wrists and groaned. “Guess I better or Calleigh will have a field day with this.”

 

Eric grinned, and kissed Ryan's neck. “Good night, love.”

 

Ryan closed his eyes and snuggled closer to the two of them. This was definitely the best birthday he's ever had.

 

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