Stop Touching Yourself - Part 9 (Patreon)

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Part 9 - Friday

“Riley, pay attention!” was a phrase uttered so many times throughout Friday that by mid-afternoon it had lost all meaning. Riley could think about only one thing – cumming! He knew Evan had said there was only a ‘chance’ he would be allowed to cum, but that gave him more hope than he had mustered all week and as he made his way home, secretly grateful for NOT getting a lift from his big brother, he was virtually bouncing with anticipation.

“Ah, welcome home,” Evan said with a wicked grin as his younger brother walked into the house. “Clothes off then up to the bathroom. We’ve gotta prepare!”

Riley had so many questions, but he didn’t want to even hint at giving Evan any reason to deny him his ‘chance’ so he speedily complied, rushing up the bathroom where he stood patiently waiting for the older teen.

“Hands,” Evan said as he walked in.

Riley knew the instruction well by now. He turned away from Evan and placed his hands behind his back as they got cuffed together. It was strange how a feeling that had unnerved him so much just a week ago now brought him a sense of relief. His hands being restrained meant his cock was about to become… unrestrained! Just as expected, Evan span him around and pulled out the key to the chastity device as he sat on the side of the bath. A few silent moments later and it was removed, his cock instantly swelling, oblivious to the embarrassment of being so exposed in front of his brother.

“Well someone’s keen!” Evan smirked.

“Yeah, well… it’s kinda been a while,” Riley replied, holding back his annoyance so well it actually came across as humorous.

“I guess it has,” Evan chuckled. “Anyway, hold still,” he added as he reached down to his side and lifted up a pair of electric clippers.

“Wait, what are you…” Riley started, but as he tried to back away he felt Evan’s hand grasp at his balls.

“I said… hold still!” Evan said firmly, being careful to hold Riley back without actually causing too much pain.

“No, please don’t shave me,” Riley begged.

“Riley,” Evan said, looking up at the boy. “You say another word without being instructed… and I mean even one more single word…” he paused to let it sink in, “And you lose your chance tonight and don’t get another for a MONTH!”

Riley let out a whimper but pressed his lips together firmly and nodded. He winced as Evan turned on the clippers and started to trim his small bush, though the wince turned to something more pleasured as Evan grabbed his dick, holding it down to keep it out of the way. His older brother’s touch, paired with the vibrations of the clippers, had him dripping pre-cum in no time. Much to Riley’s relief, the hair wasn’t coming off completely, it just looked to be getting a trim. Riley breathed a sigh of relief as the clippers stopped, but the feeling soon faded as he saw Evan grin.

“Oh, buddy, you really thought that was it?” Evan asked, grabbing something else from the cabinet.

Riley stared nervously, watching as Evan pulled out what looked like little strips of paper.

Evan sensed his brother’s curiosity. “Wax strips,” Evan explained excitedly. “The trim was just to get you to the right length for these. Nobody likes stubble!”

Riley let out a squeak and took a step back, but one look from Evan and he was back in place. Moment later, the first strip was on… and then off!

“YAAAAARGH!” Riley yelled out, more from shock than pain.

“Nearly done. At least it’s a SMALL area,” Evan sniggered, getting an angry scowl in return.

A few more strips and rips and the rest of Riley’s hair was gone, each one accompanied by a yelp of surprise and pain from the naked teen. While he was beginning to show hints of peach fuzz on his shins, he was essentially smooth now from his neck down.

“See, that wasn’t so bad, was it?” Evan asked, nudging Riley back into the running shower. Getting no reply, he remembered his threat and said, “You can speak!”

“BASTARD!” Riley snapped immediately. “I look like a little kid!”

“You do,” Evan agreed, then grinned as he said, “AND you’re smooth now too! Oh, sorry, did you think you looked grown up just cos you had like a dozen pubes?”

“It was more than that,” Riley pouted, though he knew he didn’t really have a great deal more.

Evan quickly finished showering Riley then started drying him off. “Dinner now, then I need you out of the way for a bit. At least, until later…”

“Ev, could I… stay unlocked for dinner again?” Riley asked hopefully.

Evan frowned. Despite the obvious control he had over the boy, he really did struggle to say no to him. “Fine,” he said, shaking his head, “But you know…”

“The rules. Yeah yeah yeah!” Riley said with a playful grin.

By the time they left the bathroom, Callum had gotten home too, joining them for dinner, though fully dressed unlike the previous night. It was still a pleasant and fairly relaxing time for them all though. It was amazing just how much more relaxed they all were with their mother absent. Once they were done, Evan escorted Riley upstairs and secured him in place on his bed.

“Okay, you have a little nap. You’re gonna need all the energy you can get later!” the older teen said patronisingly as he patted Riley’s head.

“I’m not tired!” Riley scowled.

“Shhh, sleep,” Evan said as he slipped a blindfold over his brother’s face.

“I’m NOT tired!” Riley snapped again. He heard Evan leave and much to his annoyance, with little else to do or see, eventually felt himself off to sleep.

Evan had Riley almost completely unrestrained from the bed by the time the boy awoke, still blindfolded.

“What time is it?” Riley croaked, his mouth dry.

“It’s time… for you to make a choice!” Evan replied, securing Riley’s hands behind his back. “I’m gonna take you downstairs now and play with you a bit and eventually I’ll ask you if you want to cum!”

“Safe to say I know my answer!” Riley quickly replied.

“Yeah, well you haven’t seen downstairs yet!” Evan sniggered, getting a concerned whimper from the younger boy. “But you should know… IF you choose to cum, then that means you also choose to take part in whatever else I have arranged for you this evening. Choose not to cum and I put you back to bed, but you get to avoid… everything else I have in mind!”

“What’s downstairs?” Riley asked nervously as he was stood up on his feet.

“Quiet, and come with me!” Evan said, leading Riley out of the bedroom. He guided him carefully to the stairs and stayed close as he blindly walked down. “Come on,” he insisted as he continued ushering Riley through into the lounge.

Not knowing what was around him was quite terrifying, the blindfold turning his own living room into a truly nerve-racking mystery. He was forced to sit in a chair before getting secured to it by his wrists, ankles and waist. A few moments later he felt hands on his dick, followed by something rubbery that encircled it.

“Okay, let’s try this out!” Evan growled in the boy’s ear.

Suddenly, whatever was on Riley’s dick began to vibrate. He let out a pleasured whimper and tried to double over, but the restraints kept him sat upright as he squirmed. “Fuck,” he moaned at the gentle buzzing.

“Yeah, thought you’d like that,” Evan sniggered. “Anyway, here’s the deal. We’re gonna play with you for a while and if you think you’re gonna cum, you speak up… clearly! Because if you just cum and you haven’t warned us, then I tell mum you’ve been a bad boy and things will get SO much worse for you!”

“Oh, come on,” Riley whined. “You said I’d get the chance to cum!”

“And you will… WHEN we’re done playing! I’ll ask you if you want to cum. If you do, you say yes. If you choose not to, you say no. That simple!” Evan explained.

“That IS simple!” Riley agreed, frowning into his blindfold. “What’s the catch?”

“Ha, you catch on quick,” Evan laughed. “It’s like I told you earlier, if you cum, then that means you give us permission to do WHATEVER we want to you for the rest of the night, no matter how much you might beg for it to stop. But if you don’t want to cum, we put you back to bed and that’s your chance gone for this week!”

Riley let out another moan, shaking his head a little. He absolutely could NOT wait another week.

“But that comes later,” Evan said. “For now, let’s cut you off a bit more!”

Riley suddenly felt something over his head as the sound around him, minimal as it was, seemed to vanish. Unable to see or hear, he just sat there as the ring vibrated around his cock and balls.

Moments later, Riley felt hands on his chest, heading straight for his nipples. He let out another pleasured grunt as he felt fingers squeezing the sensitive little nubs. After having his nipples teased for a few minutes, the vibration turned up suddenly and he yelped out, “I’m gonna cum!”

Immediately the hands groping him pulled away and the vibrations stopped as he moaned with frustration, his cock twitching and throbbing, oozing a drop of pre-cum.

A minute later, the vibrations turned back on, this time on much higher. He didn’t even need the hands touching him to push him close as he eventually yelled out another warning and the vibrations stopped again.

Over and over he found himself getting pushed to the edge. Sometimes the vibrations got him there, sometimes the hands on his body, occasionally a hand on his dick or squeezing his balls. Usually it was a mix of them all, each time getting him even closer, the time taken decreasing with each edge. He had stopped oozing pre-cum and it was now just flowing freely, almost looking like one long ruined orgasm, but not quite.

In amongst his warnings of imminent release and moans of pleasure and frustration, he kept shouting out to his brothers. “Oh God, please let me cum!” “I need to cum!” “It’s been so long!” “Don’t stop, I was so close!” “Just let me cum!” He pleaded over and over, feeling like he was slowly losing what little was left of his mind.

The offer Evan had made kept lingering in his head between edges. He could just CHOOSE to cum. That seemed insane after his week of being forcefully deprived. He could just say “I want to cum!” when the time was right, and he could… but at what cost? In almost every way, he was already at the mercy of Evan and Callum, so what more could they really want to do to him that would require his agreement? His mind raced, the possibilities getting crazier with every edge.

Suddenly, sound returned and he heard Evan whisper to him. “Did you enjoy that?”

Riley whined, amazed that he was deliberating over the answer. “A bit!” he answered honestly. “I’d enjoy it more if you let me cum!”

“Well good news then, bro. It’s time for you to decide,” Evan stated cheerfully. “But first, there’s something you need to see!”

Just as Riley was about to ask, the blindfold was yanked away. Thankfully the room wasn’t too bright, so he was only momentarily blinded by the return of his sight. He actually heard them before he saw them… voices, lots of them… then he saw faces!

Callum and Evan, he already knew they were there. It wasn’t even that surprising to see Bobby and Peter flanking his little brother. The real shock came from the four strangers staring at him. Riley recognised them vaguely, guys he had seen Evan with occasionally, his mates apparently, which probably put them all at seventeen to eighteen like Evan, who would be turning eighteen in less than a month.

“Fuck!” Riley yelped as he saw the guys staring at him, suddenly bursting into laughs and jeers, seemingly free now from the need to be quiet. “Fuck,” Riley muttered again as he realised what they had all just seen… and heard. He had been sat there, naked and exposed, dick throbbing and leaking, begging pathetically for an orgasm. His flushed cheeks suddenly turned an even brighter crimson. He was the star attraction of this sexual freak show and there wasn’t a thing he could do to conceal himself from his eight spectators.

“So bro, what’s it to be? Still want to cum and find out what we’ve got planned for the rest of the night?” Evan asked. For added effect, he turned the ring back on low.

“Fuuuuuck,” Riley whimpered, shaking his head as he stared at the ground, scared to look his spectators in the eye. He wanted to cum. He NEEDED to cum. But it was so hard now (pun unintended). Cumming in front of eight guys! Worse, ASKING to cum in front of eight guys! No, even worse, being naked and restrained, asking his brothers to make him cum in front of all these guys. Every variable he added to his situation just brought with it a new level of embarrassment. It was horrible, it was humiliating, it was degrading… it was annoyingly a little exciting! And who knew what they had planned for the rest of the night?!

“I’m waiting!” Evan said impatiently. “Make your decision in the next five seconds or you don’t get another chance for at LEAST six months!”

“No!” Riley yelped out, terrified that his brother would follow through on the threat. “Fine. I’ll do it!” he said, flinching immediately at the prospect.

“Say it properly,” Evan growled in his ear.

Riley sighed. “Fine. Please let me cum!” he said dejectedly, his balls tightening a little at the comment.

“And you’re aware of what that means?” Evan asked clearly.

Riley sighed and nodded. He knew what he would need to do. “Yes!” he said firmly. “I agree for you to do WHATEVER you want to me for the rest of the night!”

Evan didn’t even reply, he simply turned the cock ring up to full power.

Riley tossed his head back as his whole body tensed at the sudden and aggressive vibrations. It felt insane, especially as he realised how much he had underestimated his proximity to ejaculation. He felt like he would cum any second, but the pleasurable, terrifying sensation continued to grow. He whimpered and panted and tugged against the restraints, attempting to fuck into mid-air but unable to buck his hips even slightly.

“Oh. My. Goddddddddd!” Riley screamed out as he finally crossed the line and his cock erupted in a veritable fountain of spunk. Three weeks he had waited, and it very much felt like the full three weeks-worth of orgasms were ripping out of him all at once. His eyes closed as he half-laughed and half-cried his way through the most intense orgasm of his life. For a few seconds, he actually forgot where he was, that he had people watching, that this was just the start of the night and not the end, but as the pleasure gradually began to subside and he felt the warm wetness of spunk dribbling down his rigid shaft, reality set back in.

Having now cum, rationality returned to Riley as he finally had the sense to worry about what else his brothers… and the other six guys… had planned for him!

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