The Break-In (MM/MMM)

[MLMDK]

I'm over on DA by another name and I've apparently been a member here but haven't logged on in forever. I'm really hot and cold on writing and reading, so it takes me forever to do stuff, but I'm randy and unemployed enough to write some guys in bondage stories. This is the first part and it basically establishes what's going on and who is who. If you can make it through this part then more bondage and sexual stuff happen in part 2, and if you make it that far, I've got a question to ask you. Anyway, besides that, all characters are 18+ and this is fiction and has no likeness to anyone ever. If this was the wrong place to post or it is too risque or I've made a mistake, let me know. Anyway again, here is part 1:

“Fuck! Watch it, that branch hit me in the face!”

“Sorry and shut up. I think I hear music, meaning we’re close to civilization.” Seamus and Sherrod were trudging through the woods with their heavy backpacks full of thousands of dollars. The two were on the lamb after pretty successfully robbing a bank; not completely successful, however, because their car broke down and they had to ditch it and run through the woods after pulling over. After trudging through the foliage for about twenty minutes, the two heard music coming from just up ahead. They rummaged through the branches and came to the backyard of new and nice house. The house was at the end of a new subdivision with no completed houses around it, just the frames and foundations of soon-to-be homes. As the music lowered in volume, the two crooks ducked their heads and listened to who they assumed to be the homeowners.

“Ok, Arthur is getting in the shower. I’m gonna go get the condiments, beer, and weed. You wanna start burning off the excess and brushing down the bbq? I shouldn’t be a half hour.”

“Yep. Get me some Caesar supplies in the grocery store while you’re getting the condiments.”

“Ugh, Clamato; clam juice and tomato juice. I still don’t know how that’s supposed to be good.”

“Because I’m not a pussy, that’s why.”

“Pfffft, whatever. Don’t toast my buns, I want them soft, not crunchy.”

Farron nodded as he started the bbq and turned the music back up. Dirk walked away from the back patio to the front and got in his car to go get the supplies they just spoke of. The two, along with their roommate Arthur, were nineteen-year-old students from out of town entering their second year of university, which still didn’t start for a month, but the boys were from rich families. The three were spending their August before post-secondary drinking, gaming, and bbqing all the time. That was about to change as Sherrod and Seamus looked at each other.

“You hear all that?”

“Yup. We either do this right now or we keep running. His buddy is in the shower and the other one is gone for what I’m guessing is twenty or thirty minutes. I think this might be the best chance we got. We can call Shinny afterwards for some assistance.”

Sherrod pondered for about three seconds, then nodded his head. “Alright, this moron is blasting Barenaked Ladies and singing his heart out, I think bumrushing him should be easy. We ask him where the main bathroom is, ambush his buddy as he gets out of the shower. We’ll tie em up and wait for that third guy to come back with hopefully no one else and restrain him too. Then we call Shinny.”

Seamus wasn’t even looking at Sherrod; he just nodded and started sidling up to the back patio where Farron was back-on, brushing the bbq and belting out “One Week.” Sherrod started approaching the patio as well from the other side until both he and Seamus were silently ambling up to Farron’s back as he was none the wiser. Sherrod swiftly put his left arm across Farron’s throat and his right hand over his mouth. Farron jumped and shrieked, but he quickly stopped as Sherrod turned him towards Seamus, who had picked up the knife Farron had in order to cut the tomatoes for the burgers.

“This could go of without a hitch, or you can have facial scars you’re gonna have to explain your whole life. Number one or number two, which is it?”
As Seamus finished his question, Sherrod loosened his grip and slowly took his hand away from Farron’s mouth. Farron sighed. “One.”
“Smart move. First question; where is your main bathroom?”

Farron paused, but only for a few seconds as he didn’t want to test out what that look was on Seamus’ face. “It’s the last door on the left down the hallway.”

“And I thank you. Clamp his mouth again.”

Farron let out a confused ‘mmph’ as Sherrod again tightened his grip around Farron’s mouth and throat. Seamus removed Farron’s belt, and as the boy ‘mmphed’ and blushed, Sherrod turned him around and Seamus bound his hands with the belt. Sherrod turned him back around, hand and arm still clamped tightly, as Seamus removed Farron’s shoes and socks.

“Alright, open wide.” Farron’s eyes turned into saucers as Seamus directed both socks toward his mouth. Sherrod then pinched Farron’s nose, making him breathe through his mouth, which is when Seamus jammed both socks in Farron’s mouth. The boy helplessly ‘mmphed’ as Seamus undid the laces from Farron’s removed shoes and tied one of the laces tightly around Farron’s mouth. He then pulled down Farron’s now beltless pants leaving him bound, gagged, and in his tight whiteys and thin grey tee.

“You stay with him on the couch. I’m gonna bumrush shower boy. Let’s hurry and hope that he’s still in there and hasn’t heard any of this shit.” As the three shuffled inside, Sherrod pushing Farron face-down on the couch and sitting on him, Seamus breathed a sigh of relief as he heard Backstreet Boys blaring from the bathroom. “Phew, thank fuck these kids are oblivious.”

A silent Farron and amused Sherrod watched from the couch as Seamus crept up to the door and waited until he heard the faucet turn off. He had the other shoelace in his hands, and as a toweled Arthur exited the bathroom, steam billowing out as he opened the door, Seamus jumped him. Arthur was yelling and wasn’t sure what was going on, but by the time he git his bearings, his hands were tied behind his back and his towel, the only thing formerly covering his naked body, lay in a heap next to him. Arthur immediately began to yell for help, but Seamus quickly went into the foggy bathroom and grabbed two face cloths, quickly shoving them in Arthur’s wide-open mouth. The wet and beaten Arthur’s eyes widened as he was marched, nude and bound, down the hallway and saw a pantsless Farron facedown and tied up with a man sitting atop him. Arthur quickly realized his nude state in front of his roommate and these criminal strangers and he blushed as Seamus pushed him into the recliner. “Sit your naked ass down. We already made this offer to your friend, and he chose wisely. Do you want to cooperate and have this whole ordeal be over sooner rather than later? Or do you want to explain to everyone where you got all those scars for the rest of your life?” A frustrated Arthur started to calm down and looked over at Farron. Farron shut his eyes and nodded, and Arthur did the same to Seamus, showing him that he agreed and would not be trouble.

“Damn, these two were way easier than I thought,” chuckled Sherrod. “Let’s hope things go as smoothly with your roommate when he gets home.”

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Sherrod waited at the front door while Seamus waited at the back as Dirk pulled into the driveway. The pantsless Farron and naked Arthur were tied back-to-back on Farron’s bed after Sherrod found some duct tape in the basement and made sure they were secure and could not warn Dirk about his incoming captivity. Their hands were tied behind them and around the other’s midsection, dangling their fingers conspicuously close to each other’s nether regions. Farron tried not to think about that now as he instead followed Arthur’s lead and ‘mmphed’ loudly through his sock-stuffed gag to try and alert Dirk. It was no use, however, as the boys heard the door open and not two seconds later, a struggle, some shouting, a scuffle, and finally, defiant ‘mmphs’ from Dirk and hearty chuckles from Sherrod and Seamus.

“More difficult than your measly mates, but you were still pretty easy, boy,” Seamus winked at Dirk. Sherrod laughed as Dirk turned redder out of both anger and embarrassment. After he entered, one guy got the jump on him from behind, then the other appeared and quickly grabbed his hands. When all was said and done, Dirk, in his jeans and tanktop, was taped at the ankles, knees, wrists, elbows, and mouth. He ‘mmphed’ defiantly as he was thrown on the couch by the two crooks. “I’m gonna call Shinny. He’s got a car, he can get us disguises, and he can help us with these three, too. Then we can get the fuck up outta here.” Seamus exited the room holding a piece of mail, so he could tell Shinny the address, while Sherrod smirked at the flailing Dirk.

“Wondering where your bois are? C’mon,” Sherrod said as he made Dirk hop down the hallway. They turned right at Farron’s room, where Dirk saw his two roommates (in various states of undress) feebly fighting against their tape bonds ... to no avail. His eyes widened as he was pushed onto the queen-sized bed up against his restrained friends. Sherrod looked out the window and looked at the struggling boys until Seamus came back with the cordless landline in hand.

“Shinny is on the way. He’s gonna do all that needs doing, but he said the cops are maggoty and that we should lay low here for a few days. He’ll act like the owner of the house if the cops drop by to check anything since our car broke down in the area. He’s gonna bring some supplies to entertain us and our hosts, too.” Seamus and Sherrod smiled snidely as the three captives wondered what was in store for them whenever this Shinny character showed up…

[MLMDK]

This is part 2, with the same warning as part 1: 18+, fiction, all characters are fake and their likeness nil. If you get to the end of this one I'm curious if you'd give me some input. I'll save that until the end. This is part 2 of The Break-In:

Shinny pulled into the driveway of the nice house in the unfinished subdivision he was given directions to by Sherrod and Seamus. As he put the car in park and turned it off, he made sure to do a check around his surroundings to see if anyone was watching him or if any cops were in the area. After making sure the coast was clear, he took a backpack out of the backseat while leaving another and a large duffel bag. He went up to the front door and gave the distinctive knock he agreed to on the phone with Seamus. Sherrod quickly opened the door and shuffled Shinny inside.

“You funky muthafuckers! Get over here!” Shinny shouted as he ushered Seamus and Sherrod in for a group hug.

“Yeah yeah, are you happy to see us or the amount of money you know we got away with?” Seamus smirked as Shinny playfully slapped him in the arm.

“Well, seeing that certainly helps when you got me coming over here ready to criminalize” he sarcastically said as he wiggled his fingers.

“What do you wanna see first though? The money, or the bozos we took care of to get this place?” Sherrod posed a solid question, as Shinny had a taste for young men in bondage.

“I’ve seen a lot of money before. Let’s see the entertainment” Shinny uttered lasciviously.

The two robbers caught Shinny up on the situation and their plans to lay low as they all ascended to the third story and entered what was an unfinished gym room with a weight bench and a boxing bag in the far corner from the door and a mirrored wall behind them.

“Now may I introduce to you, the putzes” Sherrod bellowed as he moved the mirrored doors, not walls, to reveal a closet. The three chuckled as they looked inside, though there was a suggestiveness to Shinny’s laugh in particular.

Inside the closet were the three captives who were jumped by Sherrod and Seamus earlier in the day: Farron, Arthur, and Dirk, all bound together and in various states of undress. Arthur, naked after being ambushed as he exited the shower, and Farron, whose pants were removed to utilize his belt, were still tied back-to-back, both pairs of hands hanging precariously close to the other’s genitals. Dirk, the final roommate who was captured, was stripped down to his underwear and was tied face-to-face, and embarrassingly for them, member-to-member, with the naked Arthur as his arms were taped behind Arthur’s back. In the closet were the college boys taped and tied together with a nude Arthur, moaning through his stuffed tape gag, being stuck in the middle. Arthur tried to avoid eye contact as his erection was at full attention and all he could think about was the heat he was feeling as his dick rubbed up against Farron’s. Farron at least had his underwear to cover his little remaining dignity, but he also had a hard time trying to calm his boner since Dirk’s hands were tied in between his and Arthur’s torsos, more than occasionally brushing against both guy’s tips. You can only repeat ‘baseball’ and try to will away your erection for so long before you realize that it’s a fool’s errand…

As the door opened and the light shone on their faces, the boys started grunting and moaning and putting on a show of trying to get free, as they had stopped quite a while ago; unfortunately for them, their constant movements against each other only served to make them all hornier, so they decided to stop and to try to let their out-of-control hormones subside. They were kidnapped and trapped together; this was no time to be playing grab-ass and getting boners!

“Did you miss us, boys? Methinks the answer might be ‘no’ once you see the interest Shinny takes in ya ha ha ha” chuckled Seamus. Arthur and Farron, member-to-member and face-to-face, looked worriedly at each other, while the back-on Dirk whimpered through his tape gag in frustration.

“So,” Seamus got everyone’s eyes off the college boys in bondage and onto him, “if the cops come by, you,” he gestured to Shinny, “will answer the door with a facemask. You’ll say you got COVID 3 days ago so you’ve been here the whole time, so you don’t know anything about any bank robbers. No one has been here except your buddy to drop off supplies. Don’t let em inside, we’ll be outta here before they’d be able to get a warrant if we somehow arouse suspicion. As for men of the year over there,” he laughed as he pointed at the bundle of bound boy in the closet, “we should keep them up here or put em down in the basement. Either way, keep em off the main floor.”

“Is there a bathroom in the basement? I’ve got some cleaning that I need to do if we’re going to play with these fellas for a while,” Shinny said slyly.

“There’s a bathroom across the hall” Sherrod interjected.

“Great. Let me get some things out of the car and we can start to have a bit of fun while we lay low for the next few days.”

The hobbled housemates didn’t like the look on Shinny’s face as he exited the room…


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Guttural groans emanated from across the hall as Shinny and Seamus prepared the now naked Dirk for an unexpected enema. While Dirk was surprised with an armbinder, a ball gag, and a nozzle up his ass, Farron and Arthur had to deal with their own uncomfortable situation; Farron was now as naked as Arthur, and the two were taped together, face-to-face, tape binding their thighs, hips, and chests together, their bound hands resting on each other’s asses. Although the boys were trying to will it away, every slight movement had them sword fighting, a display Sherrod enjoyed. The roommates’ erections mashed together and tripped over each other as Farron felt the fiery heat of his member while Arthur got a tingle from his genitals on up every time their members touched. The guys were in a home invasion situation and all they could concentrate on was their junk jousting against the other. They grunted through their stuff gags as they tried to wriggle free only to give up once their embarrassment of rubbing dicks together got to be too much. Sherrod chuckled as he exited the bedroom and went into the bathroom to check on the his mates and the poor, poor Dirk.

“Mmmmmmmmph!!!” Dirk shrieked through his ball gag as Shinny slapped a belt across his ass.

“Sorry little buddy, if we’re gonna be playing with your arsehole later, we want it to be nice and clean!” Shinny gave a nod to Seamus, who crunched up the rubber enema bag more to get the last of the liquid out of that bag and into Dirk’s ass. Dirk moaned uncomfortably as the fluid entered his bowels as Shinny loudly declared, “And when I say little buddy, do I mean little buddy! Go around front and look at what we’re working with, Sherrod!”

Sherrod stepped in front of the blushing boy and looked downward. Dirk’s dick was smaller than average, but Shinny was more trying to push their prisoner to feel humiliated than actually measuring its size. Sherrod chuckled at this tactic from Shinny, the sick puppy. “Do we have any ideas after you clean out the other grab-assers across the hall?” Sherrod asked Shinny.

“I’ve got loads of ideas for these three. Start preparing the next one for in here and I’ll let you know all about it.” Dirk could only drool and gurgle behind his gag as he felt bad for his roommates, who were about to share his fate of being on the wrong side of an enema…


OK, if you made it this far, certainly critique me on the writing if you want, but I've got a question: if I plan on using some of these characters in the future in different stories, should I go hard into some of the more embarrassing or extreme or sexual ties in part 3 for when the guys are found (by the cops or neighbours or DoorDash, I'm not sure yet) after the burglars leave? Or should I have them found in more pedestrian ties and save the more homoerotic and kinkier stuff for the stories after this Break-In trilogy? Regardless of what you think, thanks for reading.

[DeeperThanRed]

Great story, I like the way the hostages are caught and made into these outlaws' entertainment.

OK, if you made it this far, certainly critique me on the writing if you want, but I've got a question: if I plan on using some of these characters in the future in different stories, should I go hard into some of the more embarrassing or extreme or sexual ties in part 3 for when the guys are found (by the cops or neighbours or DoorDash, I'm not sure yet) after the burglars leave? Or should I have them found in more pedestrian ties and save the more homoerotic and kinkier stuff for the stories after this Break-In trilogy? Regardless of what you think, thanks for reading.

The former option sounds better to me. It would give them something to bond over and make the rescue scene more interesting - of course, I'm biased!

Also, it might be a good idea to describe the captive guys a bit more. Nothing much but making them a bit more distinct from each other would go a long way if you plan using them more.

[GIMMMPH]

I am really enjoying the story! Thank you so much for taking the time to write this. I only read 18+ content and many weeks go by to where I don’t even login due to that fact, so it was a nice surprise to login and see the story. I really have no critique. I think it’s a great story and I can’t wait to read more. Thanks again!

[MLMDK]

OK, if you made it this far, certainly critique me on the writing if you want, but I've got a question: if I plan on using some of these characters in the future in different stories, should I go hard into some of the more embarrassing or extreme or sexual ties in part 3 for when the guys are found (by the cops or neighbours or DoorDash, I'm not sure yet) after the burglars leave? Or should I have them found in more pedestrian ties and save the more homoerotic and kinkier stuff for the stories after this Break-In trilogy? Regardless of what you think, thanks for reading.

The former option sounds better to me. It would give them something to bond over and make the rescue scene more interesting - of course, I'm biased!

Thank you. It's been a while since I've written and unemployment has given me some free time again, so I wanted to try and get back at it, and compliments help me keep at it.

Do you think I should write something a little more pedestrian at first and then escalate though? Like, if I have two of them found tied in 69 in the next part, where do I go from there? Should I leave room for escalation as the stories progress or fuck it, each story is its own thing and anything can occur in any story?

[MLMDK]

I am really enjoying the story! Thank you so much for taking the time to write this. I only read 18+ content and many weeks go by to where I don’t even login due to that fact, so it was a nice surprise to login and see the story. I really have no critique. I think it’s a great story and I can’t wait to read more. Thanks again!

Thank you for the compliment. I'm going to help my friend move across town this weekend, but I'm aiming to start writing part 3 early next week and posting it late next week. Feel free to give any pointers.

[WhereAmI]

Great story. Is that a coffee enema they are going to receive, great start for the morning when they won't get any breakfast because their mouths are full of gags.

[DeeperThanRed]

OK, if you made it this far, certainly critique me on the writing if you want, but I've got a question: if I plan on using some of these characters in the future in different stories, should I go hard into some of the more embarrassing or extreme or sexual ties in part 3 for when the guys are found (by the cops or neighbours or DoorDash, I'm not sure yet) after the burglars leave? Or should I have them found in more pedestrian ties and save the more homoerotic and kinkier stuff for the stories after this Break-In trilogy? Regardless of what you think, thanks for reading.

The former option sounds better to me. It would give them something to bond over and make the rescue scene more interesting - of course, I'm biased!

Thank you. It's been a while since I've written and unemployment has given me some free time again, so I wanted to try and get back at it, and compliments help me keep at it.

Do you think I should write something a little more pedestrian at first and then escalate though? Like, if I have two of them found tied in 69 in the next part, where do I go from there? Should I leave room for escalation as the stories progress or fuck it, each story is its own thing and anything can occur in any story?

The way I see it, if you're planning to use an idea sooner or later, it's better to use it now: there's no guarantee that you will write everything you planned, and holding back doesn't always make for a better story.

I say go for it, but then again, this is your story, and I don't know what you have in mind for the characters.

[KidnappedCowboy]

I am enjoying your story.

Like @DeeperThanRed wrote, a description of the captors would be nice.

And as for using the characters in future stories, you may have a general idea of what you wish to do in those stories. Fine. But I would suggest just concentrating on what you wish to do in this story. There's a great level of embarrassment already in the story. Three, young men who are roommates/buddies find themselves tied up and gagged in various states of undress to each other. And to their surprise and embarrassment, they are aroused. Do they like getting tied up and gagged? Do one or more have a secret crush on one or more of the others? There are endless possibilities. Go with your gut.

[MLMDK]

There are endless possibilities. Go with your gut.

I'm gonna go with my penis and write what's turning me on currently, but your point stands! jk jk

Thank you for the compliment on the story. I think I will update it with part 3 next week. Hope you'll read that one too and give me some feedback

[MLMDK]

Is that a coffee enema they are going to receive

I guess I jumped the gun on wondering if anything I suggested was too kinky or out there, cause that never crossed my mind once. A good device to hold onto though!

[MLMDK]

The way I see it, if you're planning to use an idea sooner or later, it's better to use it now: there's no guarantee that you will write everything you planned, and holding back doesn't always make for a better story.

This is such a good point. I'm so hot and cold too that there's a high chance that anything I write and release wouldn't appear for like 4 years, so yeah, I'm gonna go hard next week and release it then. I appreciate the advice.

[harveygasson]

I'm definitely enjoying what you've done so far and the story seems to have promise.

[MLMDK]

Part three is better late than never, right? This part is way way way more lewd than the first two parts, but that's by design; part one established everything, part two got hotter, and part three, the ending, is where the wildest stuff is done. All characters are 18+, have no likeness to anyone, and if this is too lewd crude or rude for the board, please let me know. With that said, here's what, as of now, is the conclusion to this story; there's room for a tiny epilogue maybe, but I'm unsure about that right now. Anyway, part three of The Break-In, coming at ya~

“OK, we’re set. We’ve got a place to store the valuables and ditch the car, and then we’re on our way to the west coast!” Sherrod hung up the phone as Seamus walked into the occupied living room with a bag filled with the boys’ money and anything small and worth taking. A nude and hogtied Farron could only whine through his underwear gag, hoping they didn’t take some of his prized (and expensive) horror DVDs and memorabilia. Fight or flight, this thought was not. The nude and frogtied Arthur, meanwhile, tried to snarl in some form of defence, but in his humiliating state, that did nothing to intimidate the robbers who were watching over them and who put them in this situation in the first place. “Let’s pack the car with as much as we can, then we’ll tell Shinny and get to steppin’,” Sherrod concluded.

“Yeah, we’ll pack up and give him a minute,” Seamus stated as he put down his bag of ill-gotten gains. “I doubt he’s finished haha.”

Shinny wasn’t finished, but he was close. Down the hall from the living room, in Dirk’s bedroom, the poor college student was bound on his bed, on his knees with his hands cuffed behind them, hunched over and ass-up as Shinny went in and out of him with his (unfortunately for Dirk) pretty big cock. Dirk was still thinking of Shinny calling Dirk’s dick small, but if this was the size of Shinny, then no wonder he found Dirk’s dangler pathetic. Dirk hadn’t had anything inserted in his back exit before now other than the enema he had just been given, and he’d give a lot to go back to that considering the girth and length of what Shinny was laying into him at present. It had been about ten minutes now and, unfortunately for Dirk, the two had gotten into a rhythm. The sounds were slaps of thighs, the moans of guys, and the squeaking of the bed springs. Dirk was sweating, he felt high and hot, and he let out an inquisitive squeal when he heard Shinny let out something between a roar and a groan and shot his hot load inside of Dirk. He lightly collapsed on Dirk after this, not exiting his partner beneath him yet, just resting a second. Unfortunately for Dirk, it was a very brief respite.

Even though Shinny ‘finished’ himself, he wasn’t technically done as he pushed in even further and wiggled around, almost vibrating, while at the same time reaching his hand around to rub Dirk’s tip between his thumb and his forefinger. Only a minute after feeling the heat of Shinny’s load inside him, Shinny’s rod hit the right spot, and Dirk felt the poke at his prostate transform into electricity that tingled his testicles and had him ejaculating ropes and ropes of white hot mess, more than he’d ever produced at one time before. Dirk moaned behind his ballgag: in exhaustion, relief, humiliation, you name it; there was a lot behind what weren’t even words coming from Dirk’s throat. His eyes crossed and he felt his legs go numb for just a second before he was pushed face first into the puddle of warm cum he just produced.

“Phew!” A sweaty Shinny sighed. “That was something, boy-o! That was tight, in more ways than one hahaha!” He winked, but Dirk was face down in his own spunk, so it’s not like the wink was for any buddy. “But I doubt I’ll have the time or stamina to do the same to your friends, so let’s make sure you have a souvenir to remember this.” As he finished his sentence, he pulled his penis out of Dirk’s derriere only to immediately insert a butt plug. Dirk let out what was close to a shriek as the nerves around his asshole just lit aflame when Shinny pulled out only to combust those nerves as he jammed a butt plug in, keeping his jizz jostling around inside Dirk. “Didn’t expect that, did ya little buddy? Well, I’m sure you didn’t expect a lot of what happened, but you’re in luck. We’re outta here soon. Lemme clean up and confer with the crew and we’ll see what we’ll do with you and your boys.” Dirk could only pant and squirm as he was less concentrated on the monologue of his captor and more concerned with the fat plug up his behind and this criminal’s semen sloshing around inside him. It would be hard for things to get worse.

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Things got worse as Shinny’s car was loaded with the boys’ valuables and the stolen bank money as Shinny, Seamus, and Sherrod entered the house to see and speak to their captives one last time. This started as a bank robbery, but turned into a home robbery and sexcapade to boot.

“Your ropes aren’t particularly tight, little guy, so let’s hope for your sake that you can get free before the delivery boy gets here. Yup, you heard that right; we don’t y’all dyin’ cause no one found ya on the docket alongside what we already did, so we just ordered a pizza that’ll be here in an hour, so you’ll be freed regardless. With that said, I think you should try to get free before that, because you definitely don’t want anyone to see you like this.” Shinny chuckled as he surveyed the tied roommates. Dirk was tied to a chair, arms on armrests and legs tied to chair legs, right in front of the front door, semen-stained briefs stuffed in his mouth and semen staining the chair as it began leaking out his ass after Shinny removed the butt plug. He was still nude on the chair, and to add to the indignity, Shinny was sure to write ‘teeny weeny’ on his stomach with arrows pointing toward the appendage in question. The worst part was, whoever came in to eventually rescue them would certainly see him first, in all his nude, robbed, and violated glory.
Although Dirk certainly got the short end of the stick earlier in comparison to his friends when it came to the indignities performed upon them all , he was glad he wasn’t in their position right now. Sherrod and Seamus stroked Farron and Arthur to erection as the immobilized roommates lay on their sides, their hands and feet cuffed together with just a few of the may supplies provided by Shinny. The boys frustratedly growled and moaned in humiliation through their ring gags until they were quickly whipped around by Sherrod and Seamus and, before they could say “sixty-nine,” their members were placed past the other’s lips and a belt was quickly fastened around their necks; not tight enough to cut off airflow, but tight enough that neither were spitting out the invader placed in their ring-gagged mouths anytime soon. Have you ever had your roommate’s upside-down dick in your mouth and yours in his while restrained against your will and not only robbed of your dignity, but literally robbed of your possessions in your own domicile? Didn’t think so, so this is new territory for all of us I guess …

Having your buddy’s genitals in your mouth wasn’t ideal in the best of times, but both boys started making noise when they realized they’d be cocksuckers for likely another hour. “Be careful, boys,” Shinny said slyly. “If you keep trying to talk, I think you’ll end up with more than just a dick in your mouth, but something you might have to swallow.” Farron and Arthur became flushed and they looked sharply at their captors, but in the end, they shut up pretty quick. “Good call. Well, little dicky Dirky, it’s up to you guys if you call the cops after you either free yourselves or get freed by the pizza guy, but I’d think twice about that.” As he said that, he saw Sherrod take out his phone; Seamus did the same thing, and Seamus took pictures of Dirk as Sherrod took pictures of a 69’d Farron and Arthur, who started to kick up a vocal stink again as this ultimate humiliation was now on camera. “If you guys don’t want these posted on the internet or sent to people you know, I think you’d be wise to keep this quiet. Yes, lost your cherry, cash, and a bunch of funky horror stuff, so I’d chalk this up as a loss.” Farron roared in the background at his personal misfortune while his garbled vocals only served to make Arthur’s cock stiffer and juicier in his mouth, wet from both the saliva in Farron’s mouth and the precum forming at the tip of Arthur’s shaft as the rumbling from Farron’s throat and attempt to mouth obscenities only served to make him even more on edge. “However, we’re outta this town, never to be seen again, and as long as you guys don’t say peep, you’ll never hear from us again and these pictures will be for our personal collection and nothing more. We’re leaving you here instead of killing you or taking you with us, so take that as win.” Dirk considered what Shinny was saying, but Farron and Arthur certainly weren’t convinced that this was a win as they choked on each other, still. “Well, think about it, and so long, losers!” Sherrod and Seamus just chuckled as the exited to car outside. Shinny, stepping over the upside-down and in-your-mouth Farron and Arthur, gave one last goodbye to Dirk as he rubbed Dirk’s exposed tip with his palm and fingers. “Have fun, you fuckups!” Shinny laughed as he, too, exited the front door and drove away with Sherrod and Seamus, all men richer and certainly cockier (in more ways than one) than they were just a few days ago.

Unfortunately for Dirk (which could be the title of his memoir at this point), Shinny’s one final grope wasn’t just a lewd goodbye; this evil bastard had some kind of heat rub gel on his hand, and just a few seconds after assaulting Dirk one final time, the active agent started to tingle and burn Dirk’s dick as he screamed through his underwear gag. The boys, one with a burning tip and the other two trying to prevent an eruption as they unwantedly sucked each others’ shafts and smelling each other’s balls by force of proximity, moaned in embarrassment as they really hoped they’d be able to escape this before being caught by the delivery boy … or girl. Get to work on those bonds, boys!

Feel free to critique, and please let me know if this is too out there or sexual and needs to be moved or deleted. I know there's some weird tone parts where there's some aside lines by the narrator, but those are on purpose; despite the content, I want to keep the tone sort of light, or at least, unserious. Regardless, let me know what parts worked, what parts didn't, and if you have any ideas about stories you think I'd like or things you think I could write about. Happy belated Canada and America Day!

[Eros95]

I love this story, the bondage scenes are beautiful and very well described

[MLMDK]

I was doing nothing today and kind of cooked up a tag-on ending to the break-in story I've been doing. I'm calling it the epilogue because I'm not sure if I want to use this later if I visit these characters again. This is less lewd than part three but more than one and two. Like the other parts, everyone is 18+, this is fiction, there is no likeness to anyone anywhere, and please let me know if there's any mistakes with my posting this.

The Break-In Epilogue

It had to be forty minutes now since Dirk and his roommates, Farron and Arthur, were left bound by their former captors who also robbed them. Dirk, nude and chairtied, had made a bit of progress in loosening up his bonds, but not nearly enough to free himself. No, he was a bit too focused on mewling behind his underwear gag and straining in pain thanks to the burning in mainly his urethra, but really, his entire tip. Before leaving, his main captor was certain to leave him with a heat rub on the head of his shaft that tingled and tortured Dirk to no end. The menthol or whatever is in those gels certainly opened up his sinuses while unfortunately also opening and burning his peehole. Farron and Arthur didn’t really have it any better though. Having your mouth be a cocksleeve for your buddy for almost an hour can really exhaust you, and the forced-69 that they were belted into definitely had them not only tired, but careful; both were really trying to avoid an unwelcome load that neither wanted to taste.

As the boys moaned and struggled, the front door swung open. “Mamma Mina’s Pizzeria, coming in hot! We got a---" The delivery guy halted his speech as he lifted his head up from the doorknob and instead made eye contact with another kind of knob with ‘teeny weeny’ written on the stomach behind it. The delivery guy’s eyes trailed up even more as he locked eyes with a delirious Dirk, now screaming behind his gag to be let free. “Whoa. That was unexpected. But the delivery instructions said to come on in and not knock, so I suppose this is a kinky dare or something, huh?” That’s where this guy’s mind immediately went? Dirk rolled his eyes and struggled even louder in the hopes that this guy would at least remove his gag so he could tell him the real story. The guy set the pizza down and approached an incredulous Dirk only to look behind him into the living room to see Farron and Arthur inverted with the other’s penis pumping past their lips thanks to a belt that kept one boy’s crotch and the other boy’s face in intimate proximity. “Oh damn. I think I know you,” the pizza delivery guy pondered. “I think you were in my first-year math lecture last semester.” Farron was starting to get flustered; was he going to have to see this guy in regular life after being robbed and humiliated? He started trying to grunt some sort of indecipherable response past his packed mouth when it started to dawn on the pizza guy: “Shit. You guys might not be kinksters who did this to yourselves. Do you need help?” All three bound boys groaned in the affirmative. The pizza guy hauled his phone out of his pocket and said to the incapacitated trio, “I’ll phone the cops.” The frustrated boys doubled their volume in the negatory this time, pleading with the pizza guy to not call in the fuzz.

Farron’s frustration really ended up turning on him, though, as his excited protests trying to tell the pizza guy to avoid calling the cops caused his throat to rumble and his lips to move, awakening Arthur’s semi-dormant member into a fatter, longer, wetter boner. As the pizza guy seemed to finally understand and offered not to call the cops, Farron tried to gurgle a thank you to him, which turned out to be his ultimate mistake; those last movements and vibrations put Arthur over the edge as he, after having his dick in Farron’s mouth for almost an hour now (and vice versa), finally erupted in down his roommates throat. Farron was so surprised and not ready for this that, even with Arthur’s dick down his throat, he still spit up a bunch out past Arthur’s cock and past his own lips.

“Jesus, I didn’t know you were that thankful to not see the cops that it’d make you cum” the pizza guy snickered. Farron was incensed about his friend ejaculating in his mouth without warning (or doing it at all, really) and he was certainly making it known, trying to swear up a storm behind his ring gag and Arthur’s mouth-filling member. Arthur, meanwhile, was red with embarrassment and trying to avoid eye contact with everybody. In this commotion, the pizza guy put his phone away since he didn’t have to call the cops anymore, but he made sure to snap a few pics of the boys first. Sure, you could only see them in profile, but half of Farron’s face with half of Arthur’s cock in his mouth was certainly enough to identify him (and Arthur too). The boys didn’t know about the picture yet, though, so they were far more concerned with being untied. The pizza guy went over to Dirk’s chair and started with the tied guy’s arms, allowing him to move on down to the legs while Dirk removed his gag.

“Thanks,” Dirk rasped to his rescuer as he rubbed his wrists and then his lips.

“Sure thing,” the pizza guy stated. “I got pizza to deliver though. Obviously, you don’t need to pay for this, but I got a job and can’t afford to get fired.” The pizza guy, after making sure that Dirk was fully untied, just walked out the front door like this was no big deal. All of a sudden, he was in a curious hurry to leave for a guy who was pretty nonplussed upon seeing three naked and bound guys, two of them tied in a 69.

Speaking of that 69, Farron was still pissed about Arthur making his mouth a semen depository, so he thought of the only revenge he could get in this moment: he let go of his bladder and sprayed urine down Arthur’s throat. “Ack! Uhh ehh uhhghh!” Dirk was now down on the floor, undoing the belt around Arthur’s neck and Farron’s buns as piss escaped Arthur’s overloaded cheeks. “You son of a bitch! You pissed in my mouth!” An apoplectic spit this acerbic sentence out as soon as he was able to spit Farron’s dick out.

Farron responded in kind once Dirk was able to untie the belt around his neck (and, simultaneously, Arthur’s ass): “You came in my mouth you fucking dirtbag!” Although both boys were red and yelling, Dirk thought all this machismo was kind of lame considering they were screaming these threats into each other’s crotches. The arguing continued as a still naked Dirk undid Farron and Arthur’s ankle and handcuffs with a key left on the coffee table. The second he got Farron’s hands free he knew he made a mistake as the nude dude pushed him out of the way and lunged at Arthur. Dirk was still trying to think of how to calm his burning tip, but now he had to calm down his two idiot roommates instead.

“Get the fuck off me!” Arthur bellowed as he, also still in his birthday suit, pushed Farron away. “You kept trying to talk and were moving your lips and throat and I couldn’t help it, okay? Unlike you, who could totally have held his bladder for four more minutes while we were being untied, yeah?” Farron wasn’t in the mood to hear what might be considered logic as he lunged at Arthur and the two were entangled again on the floor, only this time not bound and in much different positions. The naked college boys were wrestling, fists in each other’s faces, dicks swinging left and right as they jostled for control. Arthur pushed back and now he was on top in mount, his soggy member slapping against Farron’s. The boys instantly felt the heat of their penises as they touched and reflexively moved away from each other, which was probably the best time for Dirk to step in.

“Stop this! We got robbed and ravaged but no one except pizza boy saw us. If those pics don’t make it to the internet, we’re winners, so go get dressed, fix up your rooms, and sleep on the fact that we’re still here and not in a ditch or in their trunk.” Dirk rarely took charge in this way, and he was kind of proud of himself for doing so.

“Jesus, alright, calm down teeny weeny.” Dirk looked down at the message Shinny left on him for all to see. Welp, there goes that pride. Dirk quickly covered his small package with his hands and retired to his room as Farron and Arthur, a little calmer now, started to do the same.

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A few streets away, in his idling car, Henry, the 20-year-old pizza guy, was looking at his phone and the photo of two college students he went to school with tied into a 69. Henry thought this was kind of hot despite him never being with a man (or woman, for that matter) before, and he even briefly thought of what he could do with this picture if he hung it over his fellow student’s heads …

Like before, let me know what you think, if this is too lewd, if I should continue with these characters, or whatever else you think about it.

[MLMDK]

I love this story, the bondage scenes are beautiful and very well described

I wouldn't describe anything I write as beautiful, so I appreciate the incredible compliment. Anything in particular that makes you like the story? Would you like to see these characters again in a different story?

[WhereAmI]

What type of pizza was it to have to have the young men cumming, must have had special spices on it. ?

[MLMDK]

What type of pizza was it to have to have the young men cumming, must have had special spices on it. ?

Hmmmm I hear chili peppers are an aphrodisiac? Let's go with them

[Eros95]

I love this story, the bondage scenes are beautiful and very well described

I wouldn't describe anything I write as beautiful, so I appreciate the incredible compliment. Anything in particular that makes you like the story? Would you like to see these characters again in a different story?

Yes i would see this character in other differenti story and i love the bondage scenes

[blackbound]

This was a hot story! I too would like to see more.

[MLMDK]

Yes i would see this character in other differenti story and i love the bondage scenes
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Anything specific or any situation come to mind? I'm not necessarily sure where to go next.

[MLMDK]

This was a hot story! I too would like to see more.

Thanks. I was wondering if I got too crude in some of the more lewd descriptions, but no one has said as such.

Anything you can think of or a situation you can see those characters come to mind? I'm not certain where I'm goingyet

[Jb99]

Great story, thanks for taking the time and effort to write it.

Could it be conceivable that one (or more) of the captives decided, on reflection, that they actually enjoyed the ordeal?

Or the pizza delivery lad wanted to swap places?

[MLMDK]

Great story, thanks for taking the time and effort to write it.

Could it be conceivable that one (or more) of the captives decided, on reflection, that they actually enjoyed the ordeal?

Or the pizza delivery lad wanted to swap places?

Definitely possible. I was thinking maybe one of the guys liked it, one of the guys is in denial that he likes it, and one truly doesn't like it. I haven't decided for sure if that's where I'd go yet, or who would be who in that situation, but it's certainly on the table. Any suggestions?