Date: Mon, 24 Feb 2014 13:19:06 +0000 From: Nice Guy Subject: Highland Flings 11 (Revised) This story is a work of fiction, with some bases in reality, (how else does a good author create a story!) but any names, dates and locations have no basis in reality. Nifty needs your help to stay alive, so donate what you can. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Special thanks is owed to Paul S. Stevens for his exemplary editing skills! I owe you one buddy! ------------------------------------------------------------------- Highland Flings 11 "Connor?" Jake gasped, covering himself with the bedclothes in haste. I hoisted myself up with the bedpost to come face to face with the twisted face of the man himself. "Well, well, well..." he hissed. "Looks like the gays are getting up to their faggoty business instead of sleeping like good little boys, and they have another faggot guest!" he sneered, jutting his head in the direction of the bed. I saw Cameron hoist himself up as well. He made eye contact with me and gave me a scared look. I mouthed "It's okay" before standing up and turning to look Connor straight in the eye. "What could you possibly hope to gain from coming here tonight?" I said, struggling to keep my voice even. "Well..." Connor said, the contempt dripping from his voice. "I was hoping to get revenge for what you did to me, possibly involving Sharpies or a lighter, but I'll settle for beating your asses." He subtly shifted his foot into a fighters stance, and raised his fists. I sighed mockingly, and raised my fists as well. I sensed Jake shifting beside me in discomfort, and raised my eyebrows at him. He subtly raised the sheet he was lying under. I smiled and winked. "Oh, getting cocky are we?" Connor spat, never letting his eyes off me. "What?" I shot back. "Just because I am smarter, taller and better at self defence than you? That's not cockiness, that's just observation!" With a roar, Connor jumped forward towards me. "Now, Jake!" I shouted. Jake reacted instantly. He threw the bedclothes over Connor, blinding him as I sidestepped his attack. I felt Cameron next to me and turned to him. He smirked and nodded. We both pushed at the same time and Connor fell onto the floor, still entangled in the bedclothes. All three of us began laughing, while an enraged Connor struggled to unravel himself from the bedclothes, but the more he tried, the more he ended up entangling himself. Oh, how we laughed. Jake sat up and had the sense to pull on his trousers before standing by our side, watching Connor still wriggling about. Just before he untangled himself, Jake and Cameron grabbed his arms and pinned them back behind his head. I sat on his feet to keep him from kicking out and placed my face near his. "Now you've gone and done it." I spoke softly. "The punishment that the grown-ups gave you was obviously not 'stiff' enough. I think we need to give you a 'harder' one!" Connor was completely immobilised in every aspect, except from his mouth. He summoned up a globule and spat it in my face. My face hardened. I slowly and deliberately wiped my cheek of his spit and wiped it on his shoulder. I then slapped his face, just enough to let him know who was boss. "I was actually only considering humiliating you in public somehow, possibly involving Facebook or some form of flyer" I sneered, using his own words against him. "But now, I think I'm going to do something even more embarrassing. Maybe even sexually humiliating!" Cameron and Jake looked at me incredulously. "You're not seriously suggesting..." Jake whispered. "This guy hurt you and embarrassed you in public." I whispered. "Don't you want to make him pay?" "Well..." Jake said. "When you put it like that!". I smiled and turned back to Connor. "Now, what you are going to do is stand up and pull down your underwear." I whispered. "Or I will punch you in the stomach." Connor sneered at me. "Don't believe me?" I whispered with enough malice in my voice for him to know I meant business. I then placed my fist into his heaving stomach and pushed, hard, into his diaphragm. Thanks to first aid training, I knew where the diaphragm was located and what happens when it is shocked. Connor started gasping in pain, then in lack of oxygen. "It seems violence is the only language he understands!" Cameron laughed, still keeping a firm grasp on his arm. "Unfortunately" I laughed with him. "But, luckily, I have a plan." "Get him up" I said to Cameron and Jake, sitting off his legs. Bemused but compliant, they hoisted up his struggling form to his feet. "Now," I said, more forcefully this time, "Pull down your underwear." Connor gave me an evil look, but pulled his trousers and underwear down and kicked them to the side. I finally got a good look at his penis. It hung flaccid at 2 inches long and a few centimetres wide, with a large, drooping foreskin that seemed to make up around half an inch of the length. He obviously wasn't a shower. "Aw" I pouted. "Look at that tiny little winky!" Cameron and Jake looked down and laughed heartily. "I doubt highly that that rumour about you getting someone pregnant was true." Jake laughed. "It doesn't even look like you can produce cum yet!" Connor gave him a loaded look. "I do so you little shit!" he shouted, immediately realising what he had said after he said it. Everyone's eyes widened. "That sounds like a challenge!" I giggled. "Sit down." Connor looked defiantly at me, but I raised my fist and my eyebrow and it melted into cold compliance. He sat on the bed. "Get me my camera, would you, mate?" I said to Cameron. "Sure." he said, walking over to my bag. "What are you doing?" Connor asked, a scared look on his face. "It's called insurance." I said. "Just in case you decide to blab about anything that happens here." "What...What do you mean?" he stammered. "Well," I said, with the tone normally reserved for a slow child, "If you decide to tell anyone about what we are about to do to you, not only will we tell everyone that you snuck in here without permission and assaulted us, we will release photos of your micropenis to every social network and porn site we can think of. It's what's known as 'mutually assured destruction'." As I talked, I secretly snapped several pictures of his cock, with his face in full view of the lens. "Wha...What are you going to do to me?" he said, his voice quavering. "Oh," Jake said, finally catching my drift, "We're only going to make sure you will never be able to be homophobic ever again!" Cameron suddenly laughed, finally catching on himself. "This is going to be so much fun!" he laughed. Connor began struggling again, so I grabbed his arms again and pushed him onto the bed. Cameron and Jake replaced my arms and held him down. "I think we'd better tie you up, since it might be a bit strenuous for my good buddies to keep holding you down." I said jovially, turning round to my bag. I took two of my t-shirts and brandished them in his direction. "Perfect!" I grinned like a mad scientist. Connor's eyes widened in fear, but I kept smiling. "Hold his arms up to the bedpost!" I commanded. Cameron and Jake complied. Connor kept struggling, but it was futile. I went to his left first, where Jake was holding him. I tied Connor's wrist to the bed with my t-shirt as tightly as possible. As Jake let go, I kissed his cheek. "Thank you bud." I said after I kissed him. Jake gave me a big smile. I went to the other side, and tied Connor's other wrist, then thanked and kissed my boyfriend in the same manner. Connor tried to test his bonds, but eventually gave up and relaxed into his fate. I turned to them both. "How about we give him our special blowie, Cameron?" I mused. He gave me an evil-looking smile. Jake raised his eyebrows. "Oooh, you're in for a treat, Connor!" he said enthusiastically. Cameron and I positioned ourselves on either side of his cock. I looked him in the eye. "Ready?" I said. He nodded and leaned forward. We made contact at the same time. Connor gave a strangled cry and started voicing his disapproval very loudly. I pulled away for a moment and turned to Jake. "Shut him up would you?" I said, jerking my thumb in his direction. With a glint in his eye, Jake went and fished my dirty underwear and another t-shirt from our washing pile and stood at his head. "Open wide, buddy boy!" Jake said, grinning like a madman. Connor gave him an evil stare, but opened wide. "Good little slave" he praised, stuffing the underwear in his mouth and tying the t-shirt lightly around his head, in order to allow him to breathe through his nose. Satisfied, Cameron and I returned to Connor's dick. It had hardened to around 3 inches by now, and the foreskin had retracted to reveal a purple head. It was looking slightly more delectable by now, so I resumed my licking and sucking. Connor was a lot less vocal with his objections now, and seemed to be getting into it, since he was humping pretty hard and he was making snorting and moaning noises through the gag. I registered that Jake was kneeling next to his head and wanking furiously at his face. Cameron and I redoubled our efforts and Connor's noises became much more rhythmic. After a few minutes, Connor started screaming into the gag with an extremely red face, his eyes rolled back in his head and his cock started quivering, but nothing came out. Jake, seeing all this, began moaning as he passed the point of no return. His hand became a blur and his cock swelled. He suddenly stopped and unloaded onto Connor's face. The pearly white streaks covered his cheek and his forehead. Once he had recovered, Jake spoke to us. "Give us a hand up here would you?" he said, leaning over. We were more than happy to comply. The three of us began licking all around his face, making sure no trace of cum remained. I then pulled away and snapped some more pictures of his bound body. I decided Connor had finally had enough, so I went up to his face and untied the gag. "Now," I said, keeping my voice level. "We are going to untie you now. If you try anything, we will tie you back up and punish you some more." Connor nodded. "Give me a hand, will you?" I asked Cameron and Jake. They started to untie them. I went and got his trousers and handed them to him. "Put these on and get out of our sight." I spat. "And never speak of this again." Connor's expression softened. "I don't want to." he said, at barely more than a whisper. "Excuse me?" I fired back. "I...I..." he stammered. "What?" Cameron said, "Are you beginning to think you liked it?" Jake laughed. Connor nodded mutely. "That is priceless!" Jake laughed. I laughed too. Connor just stared at his feet. "What do you want?" I said. "I...I..." he kept stammering. "Spit it out!" I encouraged. "I...I...Want to suck your dick." he said, blushing an even deeper shade of red. My cock pulsed, but I remained incredulous. "What?" I gasped. "You seriously expect us to think that, in the space of half-an-hour, you've gone from hating us to wanting to suck our dicks?" "I...I lied." he said. "I came here to...to try and see your dicks. I...I have been wanting to since I met you all. But I was too scared to ask you." "And you thought that the other extreme was to have an enormous hissy fit while calling us faggots?" I said, confused. "I...I know" he whispered. "I'm sorry. I don't know why I reacted like that." "You do know we aren't fools?" Jake shouted. "You're going to need to prove to us that you're not trying to screw us over." Connor turned to him. "I'll do anything you ask." he whispered. "I'm sorry?" Cameron asked, in disbelief. "I'll do anything you ask" he repeated, louder this time. I looked at both Jake and Cameron and asked their opinions. "I don't know." Jake said, "I'm inclined to believe him." "Me too." Cameron added. "But he'll still need to prove it." "Good point" I said, "Take your shirt off, Connor. If you truly are one of us, you must dress like us." He, without hesitation, pulled his shirt over his head and threw it away to the side of the room. Now completely naked, he moved over to Cameron. "Please!" he begged. "Let me suck your dick!" Cameron looked at him. "Alright then!" he relented "But watch your teeth!" he cautioned "Or I may have to hit you." Connor smiled for the first time since I'd known him and pulled down Cameron's pyjama bottoms. His dick poked out. Cameron looked at me, seemingly asking for permission. I just smiled and said "Whatever you want!" Cameron smiled back and relaxed slightly. Connor chose that moment to inhale Cameron's length into his mouth. Cameron's eyes rolled back. Jake looked at me and wriggled his eyebrows, a glint in his eye. I smiled at him. He took that as permission, walked towards me and pulled my pyjamas down. "Thank you for that." he whispered. He then sucked my length into his mouth. My eyes rolled back. The feelings coming from my crotch were incredible. Jake had to have done this before. I glanced over at Cameron. We seemed to be experiencing similar feelings. Curiouser and curiouser. I had no more time to consider any further, because my orgasm was nearing. I humped into Jake's face and he took it like a good cock-sucker. The thought pushed me over the precipice. Two huge shots coated the back of his throat. He swallowed it all. Jake realised that my cock was becoming sensitive and pulled off. I kneeled down to his level and kissed his cheek. "Thank you." I whispered. "You're welcome." he whispered back. We were broken from our reverie by a moan from Cameron. Based on the humping and Connor's Adam's apple, I guessed he was unloading into Connor's throat. Cameron pulled Connor off his mouth and gently slapped his cheek. "Good work, my little slave." he said warmly. "Now get your clothes and leave. We won't tell if you won't!" Jake commanded. Connor looked hurt, but seemed to understand. He quickly gathered up his clothes and put them on. Then, to show his gratitude, he kissed all of our cheeks before opening the door and running off into the night. We watched him go with a sense of fulfilment. At least we now knew what twisted logic brought Connor's behaviour on, at least, in part. All right boys!" I enthused after a moment of silence. "Time for bed!" They both looked at me and smiled. We closed the door and laid down on the bed, intertwined with each other, with Jake lying on my arm and Cameron spooned up behind me. We all fell asleep, warm, safe and satisfied. ------------------------------------------------------------------- End Of Chapter 11 Any comments/constructive critisism to niceguy0398@gmail.com