Twenty-Four Abel

"We need to tell him everything. Maybe he can help us," Maddy said. That was a huge maybe. The plan we had was bigger than us. Lives were at stake if we trusted the wrong people. This was Tobias; I knew he could be trusted, but I needed to get the guys' approval before I spilled everything about our upcoming escape from this prison cosplaying as a community.

I sprinted up the hill after I heard Tobias's whistle. He was wound up so tight, I could sense his sorrow hanging in the air. Fearing that one more question about his late wife would make him snap, I kept it to myself. I could only imagine his heartbreak. I'd never survive a loss like that. My heart squeezed when I thought about my dad. I hoped to God he was somewhere safe.

"I'm ready," I said.

He didn't answer. Instead, he turned his back on me and led the way.

Our trek back to the barracks was the most uncomfortable thirty minutes of my life, but I wouldn't want to be anywhere else but next to Tobias. I reached for his arm before he scaled the concrete wall. "I'm so sorry about Aurora," I whispered, pulling my hand back when Tobias's face darkened. "I promise to never bring her up again unless you do, but I just wanna make sure you know how sorry I am."

"We need to get back," he said. His actions again betrayed his intention when he remained planted in place. Perhaps, like me, Tobias didn't want this evening to end. I could hope.

"Do we have to? Can we stay out here a little longer?" I asked.

"Why?" Tobias stepped forward, pocketing his hands, which caused his arm muscles to flex.

I shrugged.

"Why do you wanna stay?" he asked again, striding another step forward.

I mirrored his step with a backward movement of my own until we were in the shadows of the woods.

His voice lowered to a deep hum. "Answer me, boy." The rage that reflected in his eyes earlier was replaced by lust.

I knew I'd succeeded. It was messed up to seduce him the way I did, but that was the only way I could snap him out of the despair he was in.

"What do you want?"

I turned my back to him, bringing my hands to my rear instead of answering his question.

"Is that what you want?" Tobias closed the short distance between us, groaning into my ear.

I nodded and pushed my ass up.

He let out a carnal moan when my ass ground against his cock.

"That's what I want, Daddy," I said. "I'm all yours."

Dried leaves crunched when Tobias stepped back. The crisp snap of his belt buckle filled the air. I shivered with anticipation. The space between us was charged; every hum and moan heightening my excitement. Tobias leaned against my back, making a point to press his thick cock against my butt cheeks. "Is this what you really want?" he asked, biting my earlobe.

Lost in my lust-filled world, I nodded repeatedly. "Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Daddy. Please?"

"Turn around," Tobias ordered. He wrapped his warm belt around my wrists, restraining my arms in front of me. The leather was stiff, but I didn't care. He tugged my wrists down once my hands were in place. "Fuck, you're gorgeous," he growled.

My chest swelled with pride; I loved the way I affected him. I wanted to please him. Perhaps, by doing so, I could penetrate his armor.

"Sit over there." Tobias pointed to a small boulder tucked between two overgrown bushes.

I walked backward, never taking my eyes off him. What I wouldn't give to read his mind. Are we going all the way? I asked myself. The prospect of being fucked for the first time was exhilarating, nerve-racking, and exciting at the same time. Would it hurt? My gaze traveled down to the bulge in his crotch. It definitely could, but having him inside me would be worth the pain.

Fuck yeah. I dragged my tongue over my lips when Tobias pulled his shirt over his head. His well-defined chest, just visible in the dim light, was made even more sinful by his tattoos. Without his belt, his pants hung low on his hips. He had gone commando. I was blindfolded the last time we fooled around, and now I didn't know if I would last a minute. I could blow a wad anytime.

Fine dark hair lined his V-cut abs. Tobias exuded sex and he knew how to fucking play. He strode my way, not bothering to hold up his loose cargo pants. The tip of his thick cock appeared, his hard-on the only thing—a huge thing—keeping his pants up. One slight tug and he'd be naked. "Liking what you see?" his smoldering voice asked.

"Fuck yeah," I answered.

"Good." Tobias stood in front of me, his crotch inches away from my face.

"I wanna taste. Can I suck you off?" I rubbed my cheek against his pants, hoping they would drop to the ground. I moaned when a whiff of his scent wafted to my nose; a mixture of soap, sweat, and all fucking man.

Tobias gripped my neck below my chin and forced me to look up. "No more talking."

I bowed my head, obeying his order. Something about Tobias made me abide by every rule. I hated complying, but with him, I was more than willing.

"Do you remember our safe word?" he asked, his thumb caressing my lower lip.

Another nod. "Yes." I delighted in the way he said our, as if what was about to happen belonged only to him and me.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, Daddy." Purple. I wanted to vanish the color from my vocabulary. I'd never succumb. I was here to please him and saying the word out loud meant I'd disappoint Tobias.

"Such a good boy." Tobias kneeled then spread my legs. His rough palms caressed my stomach before traveling up to my chest.

I closed my eyes and held my breath, awaiting his next move. I craved the pain he was about to inflict on me. I stiffened when his fingers rubbed circles on my nipples.

"Relax …" Tobias whispered. He dragged his knuckle up and down the ridges of my abs to my navel then pressed my hips down.

I hadn't even realized I had lifted them in anticipation. I steadied my breathing, trying my hardest to calm my emotions. I opened my eyes, looking down at Tobias.

He had a lopsided grin plastered on his face.

"Ahhhhh." A muffled cry of surprise escaped my lips when Tobias clamped the tips of my nipples. "Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god," I called as his grip tightened.

"What did I say about speaking?"

Still sore from the last time, I folded my body, bending my legs when he twisted his finger.

My muted response was accompanied by shallow breathing. That fucking hurt, but I powered through. The pain was worth all the pleasure.

"Good boy." His attention momentarily left my chest and switched to the waistband on my black briefs visible just above my pants. He snaked his hand inside the soft fabric. "You're dripping with pre-cum, boy," he said, cupping the length of my fully erect dick. "So fucking wet. Is this all for me?"

"Yes, Daddy," I replied.

His free hand snapped the button of my pants and tugged the zipper down. He slowly teased my cock through my underwear, starting from my balls to the length of my shaft. He continued his light touch for a couple of minutes before exposing my balls, alternating between tugging and grinding them. He pulled the head of my cock next to the top of my waistband while teasing my balls. My senses were overloaded.

Tobias spat, then his wet and warm palms caressed the sensitive skin under my balls.

I glanced at my dick. Maybe it was because of the angle, but my dick looked bigger than ever.

Tobias's other hand gripped the base of my shaft, moving up, while his other hand squeezed my nuts. He stopped when his fingers reached the head.

I whined, my whole body craving more. I breathed a sigh of relief when his hand glided down.

What a fucking tease. His hand stopped at the base. "Lift your ass," he ordered. Tobias pulled my pants down after I complied.

I was thankful that the rock he chose was smooth. It was cold as fuck, but I'd take that over a bumpy surface. I flexed my dick, inviting Tobias to suck me. I wanted to feel the warmth of his mouth. How would his pierced tongue feel playing with the head of my cock? Once my pants and briefs were down, he jacked my cock from base to tip with one smooth motion while squeezing in between touches.

Tobias circled his thumb around the tip of my dick. I groaned, surprised by the pleasure that coursed through me. I fucking love that.

He hesitated after leaning closer to my leaking cock. He was dominant, but the mental war he was fighting was visible in his eyes. He seemed unsure. His lips parted, and I was rewarded when his mouth engulfed the tip of my cock. Tobias's head lowered, swallowing half of my dick. He gagged and pulled away immediately, his spit dripping off my cock. His watery eyes glared at me. He wasn't the first man to choke on my dick. Swallowing a cock like mine took practice.

I thought he'd had enough and would resort to jerking me off instead. He was probably freaked out after having his first dick in his mouth. I was proven wrong when he opened his mouth wider and sucked my shaft once again.

Tobias persevered through the first few inches. Inch by inch, my dick sank deeper into his throat. I could feel his reflex, his continuous gagging, until he swallowed past half of my length. He pulled off and flashed a twisted smile, then repeated sucking my dick until my whole eight inches was in.

I'd give it to him—he didn't know how to give up. That made him even hotter.

Holy shit. I almost blew my load when his tongue rolled around the head of my dick. The piercing adding an extra layer of indescribable pleasure; the hard metal teased the ridge under my cock.

"You like that?" Tobias asked, the confidence in his voice back.

"Yes, Daddy," I uttered, on the verge of blowing.

Tobias's lips traveled to my leg, then he bit the sensitive crease between my balls and thigh. It hurt like a son of a bitch, but all I could do was whimper. His teeth would definitely leave some marks. With a kiss, his mouth left the spot then moved to the other side. Like the first time, my skin felt like it was tearing when he gnawed on me. Just when I thought I'd had enough, Tobias rewarded me by pleasuring my cock. His twisting hand, accompanied by his mouth, serviced my dick slowly. I bucked my hips, but that was the wrong move because he stopped altogether.

"Patience," he said. "Remember the rules? You come when I tell you to come."

All I could do was nod. My brain was mush and I could only process two things: Tobias and coming. I was torn between the enjoyment and torture of being edged.

Tobias paused momentarily, admiring my naked body; he looked so turned on. I flexed my meat, the head bobbing and leaving a trail of pre-cum on my stomach. He grabbed my dick with both hands, then jerked me with a reverse grip.

"Fuuuuuck …" I moaned, failing to keep quiet.

Watching Tobias service me was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen. He stuck his middle finger in his mouth, his lips popping when he pulled the digit out, and brought it to my asshole, which clamped when the tip of his wet, warm finger touched my pucker. "Shhhh … relax …" he hushed, before pressing his digit harder.

My ass met his multiple attempts to penetrate with a viselike clamp. I needed to relax. I didn't want him to stop. I wished I could tell him why I was so tight, but I hadn't been given permission to speak.

"What's the matter, boy?" Tobias asked after several failed attempts to get inside my ass.

"I've never …" I trailed off, a little embarrassed by the truth. Unfortunately, I was all talk when it came to sex—my experience was limited to hand jobs and blow jobs. In the end, I decided to be honest. "I've never been fucked," I murmured, fire creeping up my neck and face. I shut my eyes, afraid to see his reaction.

"What?" Tobias asked.

"I said, I've never been fucked," I repeated.

Tobias didn't respond. After a long silence, I opened one eye to peek. He was watching me.

"I'm sorry," I said.

"Don't be sorry, boy," he said. The disappointment I was expecting wasn't there. Tobias seemed pleased. He lifted my legs up, exposing my ass to his face. Thank god I showered before we left. His wet tongue swiped my ass and probed my opening in the best possible way.

My body loosened up and I felt my pucker starting to open. Tobias must've noticed, because his finger slid inside with little resistance.

"There you go," he said. "So fucking beautiful." He raised his other hand and stuck two fingers in my mouth.

I sucked then slobbered them with my saliva.

He pushed his long fingers into my throat, and I gagged when they hit my tonsils. As expected, Tobias didn't stop, but shoved them deeper. "Take it, boy," he barked.

Holy shit. Tears fell down my cheeks and my breathing became labored. I was going to pass out. After thirty more seconds of gurgling noises from my throat, Tobias yanked his fingers out, perhaps to let me throw up or say the word to surrender. I did neither. I was a good boy. Determined, I opened my mouth, willing to take what Tobias would give.

He resumed his sweet torment on my throat, choking me with his fingers. I wished his digits had been his cock pumping my mouth. His other finger was pumping into my ass. Being finger-fucked by Tobias at both ends was too much to handle. I started to see stars when his finger hit a spot in my ass. The sensation was foreign; a pleasure so unimaginably strong, I felt like I was being jerked off from the inside. Carnal sounds escaped my lips. Tobias pulled his finger out of my mouth, and I missed the pleasure and pain. I didn't need to worry, because his fingers found my nipples again. He gripped one so hard the pain almost caused me to pass out. I stayed grounded while Tobias sucked my cock.

I was being pleasured and afflicted on multiple fronts. My mind had a tough time zeroing in on what was happening to me: his finger pressing that special button I didn't know existed, the agony caused by his finger clamping my nipples, or my cock skull-fucking Tobias. Just when I thought he'd pinched my nipples hard enough, a new wave of throbbing pain left my skin when his grasp tightened.

"Purp—" I whispered, halting before I completed the word. I'd been close. It was on the tip of my tongue. The pain was too much to bear, the pleasure too strong to ignore. I was caught between bliss and torture, an uncharted territory for me. I steadied my breathing, unwilling to appear weak in Tobias's presence. I refused to be that guy.

One more hard twist of my sore nipple and my body contorted. Oh god. "Purple," I whimpered, keeping my eyes closed so as not to witness his disappointment.

"Good boy!" He slapped my cheek lightly, surprising the shit out of me. "I'm gonna make you come now."

Tobias deep-throated my dick—gagging repeatedly along the way—while finger-fucking my ass. Deep throating took practice, and I was a willing subject.

My orgasm neared. I couldn't hold back any longer. My breathing became heavier as Tobias pushed me over the edge. I fucking hoped to goodness he wouldn't stop. His speed and suction increased. "I'm coming …" A gasp escaped me, and I blasted my load into his mouth. Stars flashed within my reach.

Tobias continued draining my dick, sucking gently until my tremors subsided. Then he stood and dropped his pants.

Holy. Fucking. Shit! Tobias was hung like a horse—and the head of his cock was pierced too.

I wiggled my hands, trying my best to free them from the restraint. I wanted to touch him. Worship him. My cock perked back to life at the sight of Tobias jacking his meat while his balls slapped against his thighs. I opened my mouth, hoping he'd feed me his dick, but he continued jerking. His eyes connected with mine, intensity blazing in them.

Three pumps later, his load gushed over my chest, some drops even finding my lips and chin. "Fuck!" he moaned, his eyes closed, his body convulsing in pleasure. Once his breathing was steady, he zipped his pants up and glanced at my body covered with our releases. He helped me stand, then his damp hands released me from his belt.

I reached for his face when I was free, but he swatted my hand away before I had a chance to kiss him.

"What the fuck are you doing?" he asked.

"Nothing," I said.

"Let's get the hell out of here." Tobias scaled the wall and waited for me at the top of the ledge.