Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Little Prayer ❯ Saturday ( Chapter 2 )

The sun slipping through the gaps in the blinds caused Jake to pry his eyes open to study the digital clock. 10:00 am jumped out at him in bright red digits. Turning over, he looked to see his younger brother sleeping, back to the window, with his arms and legs wrapped around a pillow. Smiling, Jake turned on his side to better enjoy the view. The boy had slept in the maid outfit, which still had come on it, and the skirt had ridden up to expose that cute little ass. Jake smirked and reached over to fondle the soft globes. Angel moaned in his sleep, but showed no other response. Very carefully, Jake shifted his hand and removed the vibrator. His Baby was going to get a wake up call like no other.

Again, Angel didn't wake, so Jake moved to lay with his face closer to his target. He spread the cheeks and gently flicked his tongue over the entrance. Angel trembled and thrust his hips, awakening when Jake lapped at his entrance diligently. He let out a small cry and Jake thrust his tongue into him. Angel released the pillow, which was wet with precum, and turned to face his brother. Jake, refusing to give up his treat, grabbed Angel's hips and held him in place. Angel looked over to where his brother was and saw the ragging hard-on that Jake had developed covered in the soft red cloth of his boxers. Angel pulled them down before opening his mouth to take the hot flesh in. Jake moaned as Angel began to bob his head up and down on his aching need before burying his tongue further into the quivering entrance. Angel yelped and, with a groan, Jake emptied himself in the younger's mouth. Jake rolled over and Angel withered on the bed. Jake reached over to undo the cock ring and give his Baby release when Angel's hand shot out and grabbed his.

“Don't. Don't Daddy. I'll be released after your friends.” Jake was about to protest, but Angel spoke again. “We set up the rules last night. We shouldn't bend them.”

This silenced Jake and he looked at the clock. It had been a half an hour since he awakened. “Time flies when you're having fun.” He muttered, hauling himself up. “Alex and Jamie will be here in a half an hour. Go downstairs and make some sandwiches; we don't have time for anything else. I'll get dressed and join you.”

Angel nodded before running out of the room and down the stairs. Jake ripped open the dresser and slipped into clean underwear, jeans and a tee-shirt. He didn't have to dress fancy; it wasn't like he was going to be in his clothes long anyway. After getting dressed, Jake barely had time to scarf down the ham sandwich that Angel made before the doorbell rang. He and Angel made eye contact before he opened the door to allow two men his age into the house. The red head glanced at Angel before catching Jake's eye and looking away but the brunette smiled and waved.

“Hi! You're Angel, right?” He nodded. “I'm Jamie and this is Alex. We've been together for five years, since the beginning of high school.”

Jake smiled and placed his hand on Angel's back. “I met these guys at school, Jamie's in some of my classes. He and Alex are into some heaver stuff than we are, so if you're uncomfortable, just say so. I'm not going to make you do anything that you don't want to, Baby.”

“Aww!” Jamie cooed. “You call him `Baby'! That's so cute!!”

Alex smirked. “Let's let them play together a little.”

Jake looked at Jamie uncertainly. “No tongue, no groping.”

Jamie nodded and Angel smiled at Jake. Jake and Alex moved to the couch while Jamie gently placed his lips on Angel's. Angel wrapped his arms around the brunette's neck while Jamie pulled him closer around the waist. Suddenly, Jamie shoved Angel against the wall, shoving his tongue in his mouth. Angel cried out when Jamie's leg forced his apart and one of his hands dipped down to fondle his ass. He tried to push him away when Jamie was yanked from him. He looked to see Jake looking extremely pissed and Alex giving Jamie a look.

“I'm so sorry. He was just too cute and it's been forever since I've been on top.” Jake's arms encircled Angel protectively.

“That's no excuse.” Alex said. He walked into the dinning room, brought a chair into the living room, and sat on it. “State your offense.”

Jamie trembled slightly. “I consciously disobeyed a rule that I should not have even questioned following.”

“Do you have any suitable punishments to suggest?”

Jamie looked at the brothers and Angel could see tears filling his eyes. “Fifty strokes to the backside.”

Alex's eyebrows shot up. “That's a little overkill, don't you think? Twenty-five strokes to the backside.”

Jamie shook his head. “Fifty strokes to the backside, delivered with the paddle.”

“Twenty-five strokes to the backside, delivered with my hand. Present yourself.” Jamie undid his jeans before lying across Alex's lap. He crossed his arms behind his back and Alex held his wrists in place. Angle jumped when he heard the loud smack of Alex's hand connecting with Jamie's ass. Jamie groaned out “one”. After that, each loud smack was followed by a number. By five, Jamie was gasping for breath. By ten, he was crying. At fifteen, he was begging Alex to stop. By twenty, he was sobbing. Finally, at the end, he was screaming.

Alex pulled him to his feet and wrapped his arms around the shorter man, who was babbling, repeating “Please, I'm sorry, oh god, please, I'm so sorry.” over and over again. Alex looked at Jake before sitting on the couch and allowing Jamie to curl up in his lap, sobbing his heart out into his chest. Alex petted Jamie's hair and mumbled into his ear.

Before long, Jamie stood and faced the brothers, who hadn't moved once during the entire ordeal, save for when Angel jumped. “I am so sorry; I lost control and disobeyed clear, pre-stated, direct rules. It will not happen again. Can you forgive me?”

Jake looked a little weary, but Alex stood behind Jamie. “He's been punished. If he says that it won't happen again, then it won't.”

Jake nodded and Angel happily walked over to hug Jamie around the waist. Jamie seemed to give Alex a look and Alex walked over to stand behind Jake. Before Jake knew what was happening, Alex had his arms around his waist and was sucking on his neck. Jake groaned and arched his back.

“Want to watch them?” Jamie asked. Angel nodded and the two sat on the couch. Angel wrapped himself around Jamie's arm like he'd been wrapped around the pillow when he woke up.

“Don't get to comfortable, pet.” Alex warned. Angel's eyes widened; Alex was quick. Jake's shirt was already missing and his pants were half-way off. Angel saw that Alex's hands were doing something in between Jake's legs, but he couldn't tell what from his angle. Whatever it was, it was causing Jake to buck, thrash, pant, and moan, all while blushing wildly. Angel unconsciously bucked against Jamie's arm, eyes never leaving his brother. Alex smirked. “How about we jump right into things and have you two join us?”

Jamie nodded before slipping off the couch to the floor and tugging at the hem of Angel's skirt to make him follow. Jamie crawled over to Jake and kissed him hard, his hand joining Alex's between his legs. Angel smiled and crawled forward before kissing one of his Master's nipples. Jake nearly arched completely off the ground.

Alex stood and walked to the other room while Jake sat up and took deep breaths, calming himself. When Alex got back, he had a duffle bag that he dropped on the floor (something inside made a loud thump when it hid the hardwood) and a length of rope. Before Angel could question it, Jamie was sliding the shirt of the maid outfit over his head while Jake attacked the skirt. Angel moaned as his nipples were exposed to the cold air which made them harden and, in turn, made his squirm under the light pressure of the clamps he had applied on Friday.

Angel felt himself spread out on the floor and his arms were folded above his head and tied to the leg of the sofa. His legs were pulled as far apart as possible and then bent at the knee, the ankles tied to the thighs is a series of knots. They attached a few more ropes, including one that went across his chest and put more pressure on the clamps. When they were done, he couldn't move at all except to thrust his hips. Angel moaned, which grew to a scream as Jamie reached past his balls and turned the vibrator on high. Angel gasped; the vibrator was right against his prostate. Alex looked at him for a minute before smiling.

“He looks perfect… except for one thing…” Alex reached in the bag and pulled out a thick metal cylinder.

“That looks heavy.” Jake commented. “What does it do?”

“Something goes inside of it.”

“What?” Alex smirked and gestured in between Angel's splayed legs. “His balls?! Are you fucking insane?! They'll rip off!”

“Relax; as long as he's against the floor like that, there won't be any stretching. It'll pull a little bit, but it'll mostly rest on the floor. In this situation, it's just for looks and this.” He pointed to the bottom of the devise. “That thing that looks like a bar and runs most of the way across it? You turn it and the bottom of the thing rises. I'll just turn it once, every once it awhile, just to keep him on his toes. I seriously doubt that it will hurt him.”

Angel wanted to say no, but Jake nodded. Alex smiled and pulled his balls into the flask. For a moment, Angel squirmed uncomfortably, but Alex was right; it hit the floor and didn't really hurt. The thing was big enough that there were only a couple of centimeters in between the top of the flask and were his balls would be, so there was a faint pulling feeling, but that was it.

Angel squirmed as he watched Jake, Jamie and Alex strip each other. Jake straddled his chest and Angel pulled him into his mouth again. The twelve-year-old squealed when a wet heat suddenly surrounded his dick. Jamie was flicking his tongue around him like crazy and his hips left the floor. He squeaked when the light pulling feeling in his balls escalated to a painful stretching. He slammed his hips back to the floor and the pain stopped.

Alex watched the scene from afar and Angel could see that he was stroking himself. Jamie's mouth was slowly driving him towards insanity and in return he quickly built Jake up to near-climax. So, Angle whimpered when Alex walked up and pulled the two off of him. Alex talked to the other two for a few moments before all three walked out of the room and into the kitchen.

Angel squirmed uneasily; Jake had left him to wither aroused and restrained before, but he'd never left the room. He was about to scream for his brother when Jake and Alex walked into the room and knelt beside him. Jake kissed him hard and fast while Alex's hands roamed. Suddenly all hands left him and, before he had time to react, coldness exploded over his torso. He screamed as shock and a light pain accompanied the temperature change. Jake leaned forward and rubbed his arms to comfort him and once again kissed him.

When he looked down, he saw what appeared to be a fruit salad covering his chest and pelvis. He now understood the cold; he'd seen it in the refrigerator earlier that week. There was an assortment of fruit with some sticky, sweat, marshmallow-like substance that was like thin jello; Angel wasn't exactly sure how to describe it. He gasped as Jake kissed down his neck before jumping down to his stomach to steal a strawberry. Jamie, who had poured the sticky, fruity concoction on him, and Alex moved forward and began to devour the food on him. Angel moaned and panted as mouths and tongues seemed to be everywhere at once. At one point, Jake pulled a handful of the stuff in his mouth before kissing Angel again, allowing the younger boy to taste the treat that the others were enjoying eating off him.

Finally, all of the sweet treat was gone and the older boys sat back, watching Angel pant and try to calm down. When Angel had gathered himself as much as was possible, Jake reached up and untied his arms before returning to Angel's chest and into the younger boy's awaiting mouth.

Alex raised an eyebrow. “Why, exactly, did you untie his arms?”

Jake smiled. “Because he-” Angel reached out and started playing with his balls and Jake groaned. “He loves doing that.” He continued breathlessly. Alex smirked and Jamie shrugged before retaking the boy into his mouth. Angel had forgotten about the heavy toy encasing his balls and was painfully reminded of it when he tried to arch into Jamie's mouth. Alex had left the room at some point, but retuned shortly.

Alex knelt near him and turned the bar on the flask. The pressure increased almost two fold. Another turn, which made Angel whimper, and Alex moved behind Jamie. Angel assumed that Jamie had been lubed and stretched before the two arrived when Alex thrust into him. Jamie moaned, causing vibrations to travel through Angel's cock. Alex reached around and turned the bar again. Angel moaned in pain at the pressure building up. Jake moaned as the vibrations assaulted his cock and bucked his hips forward. Angel concentrated on sucking him until Alex twisted the bar again. Angel threw his head back and cried out while Jamie sucked out him harder, causing his hips to involuntarily leave the ground. Angel screamed and his balls felt like they were not only being crushed, but ripped from his body. When his hips returned to the floor, he heard Jake gasp. “Baby?” Angel grabbed Jake's hand and sobbed so hard that his chest heaved.

Without waiting for Jake to say anything, Alex quickly removed the flask. Angel let out a small moan of relief before relaxing his overly tense mussels and sagging limply to the floor. Jake's eyes widened as Angel's eyes closed and he wouldn't react when Jake shook him lightly and called his name. He felt panic rise up in his chest when he stared at the small, limp, and oh-so-fragile body on the floor. He swallowed nervously and felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Jamie standing beside him.

“He passed out.” Jamie said, sounding slightly shell-shocked. Rage slowly blanketed Jake's mind before he jumped up and faced the smaller man.

“AND WHO THE HELL'S FAULT IS THAT?! I NEVER SHOULD HAVE LET YOU NEAR HIM!!” Jake's hand went flying, aiming for Jamie only to be caught by Alex.

“Don't Jake. It's not Jamie's fault; I put it on him, so I should have been looking for warning signs that he couldn't handle it.”

Jake sneered at the slightly taller man. “He's your slave isn't he? If you're going to be punished, the best way to do it would be through him, wouldn't it?” He raised his other hand, to slap Jamie instead of punch him this time. Jamie's eyes widened before they clenched tightly shut. There was a slapping sound followed by a loud thump. Jamie cracked one eye open before opening both his eyes completely. Alex had grabbed Jake's other hand and pined the man against the wall.

“I'm Jamie's Master because he trusts me and I love him; not so that he can be used as some sort of whipping boy and be punished for my mistakes. If you think that is what a Master/slave relationship is about, then you don't deserve all the trust that Angel puts in you. Listen, Jake, you were the one who seriously dropped the ball in this situation. I may know the toy, but you know Angel. You should've been the one making sure that he was okay. But you didn't and so he got hurt. Instead of pointing fingers, why don't you stay with him until he wakes up; make sure that the weight was the only thing wrong; help him wash up; apologize; and then come back down here? I could apologize; Jamie could apologize; but he needs you to apologize. You're supposed to take care of him and you messed up. We all do, but Angel needs to know that you know that you messed up. Not me, not Jamie, you.”

Alex backed away from the other man and sat down beside Jamie. As Jake started to move again, Jamie looked up at him.

“I'm sorry.”

Jake bent over to scoop Angel off of the ground. “Alex is right; it's not your fault.” He carefully walked up the stairs, delicately cradling the smaller body in his arms.

***

Jake laid Angel on the bed before running to the bathroom to get a wet washcloth to clean the twelve-year-old up. When he returned, Jake carefully wiped the young face with the cloth before moving down to his chest.

Meanwhile, Angel's eyes blinked open and he looked around. “Master? What happened?”

“You passed out and I brought you up here. It was only a few minutes ago; Jamie and Alex are still downstairs.”

Angel nodded and wrapped his arms around Jake's neck. “I'm sorry, Master.”

Jake jerked him away and looked him in the eye. “What on earth are you sorry for?!”

Angel looked surprised. “You always do what I want to do, but you never tell me to do anything for you. I thought you wanted this and now I screwed it up…”

Jake cuddled the twelve-year-old to his chest and rocked him back and forth. “Baby, listen; I never want to do anything that hurts you. I'm the one who should be sorry; I let you get hurt. Can you forgive me, Baby? I should have made sure that you were alright. I didn't realize that Alex's toy was hurting you.”

Angel nodded. “Of course I forgive you. I love you, Master. I'll always trust you.”

Jake pulled Angel's head under his chin and the pair sat on the bed thinking for a moment.

Jake knew that Angel had agreed far too quickly to forgive him. Either Angel didn't understand the severity of what he had done and what could have happened or, as Alex had said, he didn't deserve the trust that the small boy put in him. Looking down at his brother, Jake saw for the first time, not just a beautiful boy that he'd fallen in love with despite it being against nearly every moral value that his parents believed in, but a child. Not Angel, his brother, but Angel, the small twelve-year-old. In addition to being shorter that most boys his age, Angel was all skin and bones and had almost no mussel to speak of. He beat the bigger boys using his wits and speed, not strength. Jake saw how venerable the boy was; how easy it would be to hurt him, make him cry out in pain, break bones, force him to do as he wished, to take advantage of him. But Angel wasn't afraid. In fact, he wasn't concerned in the slightest. He trusted Jake utterly and completely and put his life in his brother's hands without a second thought. No matter what Jake did, even when he allowed Angel to be hurt, the younger never ceased trusting him. His love never wavered in the slightest.

It made Jake terrified.

Jake pulled Angel into an almost vicious hug and buried his face into the soft neck. So fragile; so soft; so small; so loving; so trusting. How could his brother be all these things? How could his brother not be wary of him after he failed him?

“I love you, Jake.” Angel whispered. “I know I can trust you. I love Master and I love Daddy, but Jake's the one I love most.”

Jake stiffened at the boy's words. To him, it was obvious what the boy meant; when they played Master/slave, Jake became the Master; when they had sex, Jake became Daddy. Angel loved both of them, but Jake as he was during the time in between was who Angel loved even better than the others. Jake had started becoming Master so that Angel could pretend that they weren't brothers and didn't have to feel like he was committing incest (though the boy was barely old enough to know what that was at the time) and Daddy had been created spontaneously when Angel unexpectedly called the name during sex not long after their parents died. But Angel love Jake as he was. Not as his Daddy, not as a stranger, but as Jake, his brother. It was incest, and it wasn't right, but Angel loved him despite it.

Jake clung to him harder. He felt tears trail down his cheeks and he smiled slightly. He hadn't the slightest clue what he had done to get Angel, but he thanked God that he had done it.

“You're absolutely perfect.” He whispered into Angel's ear. “A gift from God; a fallen Angel sent to save me. So beautiful, my bright, shining little Angel. My Baby. I love you. Oh, God, I love you so much. My beautiful Angel. Mine.”

Angel smiled at his brother's possessive declaration and wrapped his arms around the larger body in response.

After a moment, Angel looked up at Jake. “Master? Can we go back down with Alex and Jamie?”

Jake frowned, but nodded. “Alright, but no more toys that we haven't used before.”

Angel smiled and ran down the stairs. When he hit the landing, Alex and Jamie looked up from the couch before returning his smile. “Hi, guys!”

“Hey, Little One.” Alex responded.

Jamie whipped his eyes and Angel noticed tear tracks along his cheeks. “Hey, Sweetheart. You okay?” Angel nodded and hugged Jamie softly. “Good. I thought that you might've been hurt. You really scared me when you passed out like that. Next time tell us before it gets that bad.”

“There won't be a next time.” Jake interrupted.

Jamie and Alex looked at each other before Jamie stood and walked to the doorway that Alex was by. “Um… Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow at school then, Jake. Bye, Angel. I, uh, I really had fun and it's really too bad that what happened… um, happened, but I can see why you'd just want us to leave, so… uh, we're just going to find our clothes. Goodbye. See you again… um, maybe.” Jamie finished weakly, shrugging his shoulders in defeat.

Alex had grabbed the duffle bag and was heading toward the front door without a word when Angel's arms encircled his waist. Alex looked down at Angel, startled.

“We never said that we wanted you to leave!” Angel exclaimed. “Just…” He looked up at Alex, as if asking him. “No more toys, okay?"

Alex smiled and threw the duffle bag to the floor (with a resounding thud that proved that the weight was inside) before scooping Angel up in his arms. Jamie giggled and Jake grinned as Alex set his little brother on the couch before crawling over him. Angel let out a giggle followed by a moan as Alex's mouth attached itself to his neck.

While Alex was giving Angel a hickey on the couch, Jamie slinked over to where Jake was watching the little one getting ravished with rapt attention. Moving so fast that Jamie couldn't see him move, Jake wrapped his arms around the shorter man's waist and crushed their bodies together. Jamie gasped and Jake took the opportunity to shove his tongue in his mouth. Jamie groaned as they miraculously ended up on the floor. They heard a gasp and a whimper from the couch and both looked over to see Alex torturing Angel's nipples, alternating his mouth and fingers. Jake heard Jamie gasp and looked down to see the younger man completely captivated by the pair on the couch. Smiling, Jake reached down and began to stroke the other man's diamond-hard cock.

Jamie gasped and arched, his eyes never leaving his lover, and came, groaning Alex's name loudly. Jake kissed Jamie one last time before whipping his hands off on one of the many washcloths in the room, of which he had no idea where they came from. He presumed that Alex and Jamie were responsible; most likely while he was upstairs with Angel. He silently thanked them for their foresight before leaving the saturated man on the floor and crawling over to the other two.

Alex smiled as Jake made his way over to them, his fingers never leaving Angel's mouth. “All three of us together?”

Jake's eyes narrowed slightly. “I'm taking Angel.” The incident with the ball flask was forgiven, but not yet forgotten.

Alex's smiled turned wolfish. “Fine, but I'm taking you.” Jake's jaw dropped, but Angel moaned and arched in response. Alex smirked. “It sounds to me like Angel likes that idea. Is it your first time bottoming?” Jake blushed and nodded nervously. “I'll be gentle, then. Angel, go get the lube.”

Angel nodded and ran off, returning seconds later with a small bottle from the bathroom. Alex smiled in thanks before he turned Jake over so he was lying on his back. Alex coated one of his fingers thoroughly before sliding one into Jake's entrance.

Jake cried out in pain and tensed, but Angel quickly engulfed one nipple in his mouth and began to suck on it in earnest. Jake gasped and soon forgot about the fingers probing his entrance. That is, until Alex added another one. Jake tensed again and shut his eyes tightly. After a moment, Alex leaned down and took Jake's erection into his mouth, causing Jake to gasp before moaning. Jake was withering on the ground in a mix of pleasure and pain as Alex stretched him before adding in a third finger and stretching him more while sucking on him, his mouth occasionally dropping down to his balls.

“Jake,” Alex called, knowing that Jake would have to concentrate to hear what he was saying. “Since you've never been on bottom, I doubt that you've ever felt this before, especially since it doesn't feel like you go shoving your fingers up your ass.”

Before Jake could say a single word, Alex's thumb had moved to the spot behind his balls and pressed. Jake gasped in pleasure and arched his hips off the ground. Alex smiled and kissed the other man's cheek. “That's just a sample.”

He moved his fingers around inside the younger man before he found the spot that made Jake scream, gasp, and moan. Alex caressed it mercilessly as Jake withered on the ground. Angel looked up at Alex and met the man's eye.

“Can we do it now?” Angel asked bluntly. “Please?!” He thrust his hips forward and whined.

Alex removed his fingers and Jake all but pounced on Angel. “He moves like a cat.” Alex muttered. Jamie came up to sit beside him and nodded in agreement. Alex turned to him. “Do you want to join in?”

“No, I'll watch this time, thanks. I'm worn out.”

Alex nodded before turning back to the brothers. Jake had ripped out the vibrator and pushed himself inside Angel already and was trying to get a hold of himself so as not to cum at once. Alex worked his way over to them, applying lube to his cock on the way, before kneeling behind Jake and entering him slowly. Jake groaned in pain and buried his head in Angel's neck. Angel met and Alex's eye and moaned aloud at the lust present.

Once fully inside, Alex stopped to allow Jake to adjust to the penetration. After a moment, when it was more comfortable, Jake whimpered. “I'm not going to last long.”

Alex smiled and pulled him upwards. “Me either.” He groaned into the smaller man's ear. He wrapped one arm around Jake's waist and used the other to pull him closer at the chest.

Angel's breath caught in his throat. He'd never seen his brother dominated before. Jake was flushed and he and Alex were slowly beginning to move together. Angel cried out as his prostate was hit and wrapped his legs around Jake's waist.

Alex and Jake were telling the truth when they said that they couldn't last long; they barely managed to hang on for a dozen thrusts before Jake cried out and arched his back, spilling his seed into Angel. When Jake tightened around him, Alex came with a roar and bit Jake's neck as Jake reached forward and unclasped the cock ring, causing Angel to scream and release immediately. Finally, both boys fell around Angel.

Eventually, Jamie crawled over to them and curled up around Alex. All four fell asleep for a few hours before Jamie and Alex had to leave. However, it wouldn't be the last time that the brothers saw them.