II
The clash of drums and the eruptions of hard rock jolts me out of my sleep. Screaming is followed before the lead goes into the chorus of the 'Immigrant Song'. At the screams, I sit up and wipe my eyes. At first, I don't recognize where I am, until I feel my asshole throb. I scan the room and see Reiner's various sports trophies. My breathing settles as I climb out of bed. Fully naked, I leave the room, going down the small hallway and entering the open layout. I go to lean on the wall like Reiner did, but I'm frightened, covering myself and backing away.
"Hey, Eren." A tall sweaty man blinks on the couch next to Reiner. They both smoke a blunt listening to Led Zeppelin, and then a naked man entered the scene. I run back to the bedroom to put on my underwear and pants. Took me a second to fix my breathing, I have to crack my neck and hype myself up before going back out there. Once I do, he repeats, "Hey, Eren."
My head lowers, "Hey, Bertolt. Sorry about that..."
Reiner shakes his head, pointing the lit blunt at me. "Never apologize for your body, Eren. Come sit."
My hand snatches the blunt out of his hand and I plop on the recliner. I slurp the weed's smoke, feeling it's sting my throat and burn my lungs. My body releases endorphins within seconds, leaving a heated blush down my cheeks and up my bare chest. "How are you?"
"I'm good." Bertolt rubs his fingers together, unable to look me in the eyes.
I stare at him with a c****d brow. "What is it?"
He tenses up, "What do you mean?"
"You want to say something, say it."
He looks at Reiner with sad puppy eyes. Reiner smiles at me. "He heard us."
I blink. "Yeah, I'm sure the whole neighborhood did."
"No, he was in the dorm, dude." Reiner laughs hard.
"What?" I glare at Bertolt.
Bertolt lowers his eyes. "Yeah." He smirks. "I saw too."
Mine widen as my head drops. "You saw?"
He nods. "You are amazing."
My jaw falls. I'm too caught on shock to truly respond. I broke through the surprise and form a smile. "So what, you wanna f**k me?"
Bertolt's breathing hitches. "Y-yes."
"Oh." I look at Reiner. "Oh?"
Reiner nods. "Are you in for a three-way with my good friend Bertolt?"
My eyes jet between them, two beefcakes with pent up anger. Bertolt was lanky, but his muscle was lean. The man is taller than both of us, staggering at a hundred and ninety-two centimeters. He's defense of the star quarterback. He dressed like a schoolboy, not surprising for someone studying to be a criminal defense lawyer. He's a nice guy, always has been. Quiet, never caused any commotion, at least when I attended Trost for the last semester. This guy has a backstory. I smile, "Yes.'
Reiner wrapped his leg around his other and tilts his head. "f**k you, Eren. You're too hot."
I nod my head. "I do my best." I sip the blunt and pass it to Bertolt. "I didn't know you were gay too."
"I'm not." He takes the blunt and places it in his mouth. "At least, I thought I wasn't." Bertolt inhales and passes it to Reiner. "You got me hard. It takes a lot to get me hard, Eren."
I smile. "Really? What about me got you off?"
"Your ass. The way you arch your back. I saw how you humped Reiner." He bites his lower lip. "I've never experimented with a man before, but you are f*****g gorgeous."
I look at Reiner, who puts the blunt out and stands up. "What are we waiting for?" Bertolt joins him and they both look down on me.
"You're right." I stand. "Let's go."
In a blink, I was tied to Reiner's bed. My arms above my head, a ball gag in my mouth, my c**k in a lock. Drool escaped down my chin. I mutter softly, looking up at my aching arms. Reiner walks around me with more rope, tying around my ankle and lifting upward to the hook a space away from my wrists. My foot now dangled above me; the cool air kissed my exposed asshole. I couldn’t help but flex a bit.
"Where did you learn to do this?" Bertolt asks with a concerned face. He leans on the dresser with his arms folded, watching Reiner tie me up on his bed.
"I told you; Marcel is into some crazy shit." Reiner says.
I moan as he touch between my legs, hand slippery from lube. Dragging down my balls to my ass, he presses inward. Easily, two of his middle fingers slid in thanks to our first round. The muscle clamps around his fingertips. The sudden filling felt so good. The lube made his fingers cold, but they were instantly warmed up by my body heat.
He pushes deeper, twisting and turning his wrist. My head falls back at that familiar rush. The newer feeling of my swelling c**k against the metal left me with an edge. Like I was constantly ready to fall but the metal dangled me over. Urine spat out through the peehole onto the sheet. I drastic urge to push from Reiner's entire fist entering.
“MMMMPH!” I whimper hard, eyes rolling back. The f*****g pressure building inside. That full feeling, my ass wants to s**t his fist out. The more I push the deeper he goes. My entire waist down to my black toenails ached. Blood all around my body raced to my crotch. Erection bent into a molded, flaccid state prevented me from coming once more.
Reiner wasn’t merciful, rotating his wrist painfully slow. My foot shook in the air. Tears rolling down my cheeks. Pain turning into pleasure combined with the tight roping cutting off circulation. I was floating out my body. He took out his wrist to pull my cheeks further apart. Bertolt came closer, admiring my gape. It felt like I was shitting my insides out, and it felt amazing. I wanted more.
“Show me your insides.” Reiner forces his fist back in. I wiggle gently muttering behind the gag. He pulls out leaving me grunting. I push as hard as I could. For sure I was getting hemorrhoids after this, but in the moment I didn’t care. “Show me your insides, Eren.” he said again, using both hands to hold open my anus.
“HUH! Uh, uh, UGH, UHHH!!!” I shook my head. “Aye cahhh… uh…”
“What was that?” He spoke into my ear as he punch inside me. I scream bloody murder. The intensity and velocity, I felt like I was going to black out. My hands curled. My whole dangling leg was shaking. I tried to lift myself off his force, but it ended up going deeper as I fell. Tears rushed out my rolling eyes and down my hot cheeks. My ass jiggle he went so fast. “Show me your insides.” He rips out his fist, following was my inner walls after a long and hard grunt. A stream of piss created a puddle in the sheet. “That's right.” He held apart my ass lips for a creamy rose to bud. The longer I released the denser the orgasm got.
“Amazing.” Bertolt stood beside Reiner and slaps the bud, causing me to whip my head back and forth. “Dirty, dirty slut.” I couldn’t see what he was doing, I could only stare at the ceiling in a drunken daze.
Piss still spilled out of me on his shoe. He didn’t budge until I heard jingling. That's when he dips behind me. "You wanna try him?"
"Um..." Bertolt says. A knock sounds on the door. We all freeze. "Whose that?"
"Let me go see." Reiner leaves.
Bertolt comes by my side, sitting on the bed. He removed the gag. "Are you okay?"
I smile. "I'm amazing, B."
"It looks so painful."
"It is, but the pain turns into pleasure. My pain tolerance is insanely high, so it just feels incredible to me." I rest my head on my arm. "You are free to do whatever you want. I know you have ideas."
"Of course I do. But, a lot of my ideas involve just watching."
"A voyeur?" My eyebrows rose.
"You can say that." His eyes lower.
The door shuts and Reiner comes back into the room. "Amazon." He drops the package on the bed.
I can't look down, so I ask, "What is it?"
"A camera." Reiner says. "I have this idea with you, Eren. Marcel and I already have some videos but, I was thinking you can join us."
"Join you with what?"
"Doing porn together."
I blink. "Reiner, I don't know about that."
"Just think about it?"
"Untie me." He does, coming over to my left first. Once I'm free, I sit on my ass and face both of them. "I don't know."
"Hey, it's okay, dude. But just think about it okay? I think you have potential; I wouldn't ask otherwise."
My eyes lower. "Alright, I'll think about it." I scratch at my arms. "You mind if we just smoke for a bit?"
"Sure, dude. Anything you want."