The food arrived around ten minutes later. Aidan stayed on top of me as we ate which must have looked funny to the others. Maybe they assumed he was just very attached to me. I guess, in some way he was. My eyes flicked to Michael as he leaned closer. He shyly pulled the fabric of the hoodie up and noticed my cock deep inside Aidan. Aidan turned to him quickly, gently slapping his hand away.
"Shush," he whispered playfully.
"You're allowed to cockwarm your Dom, Aidan," Michael whispered with a grin. "I'm sure it feels just as good as it did for me."
"Come here," Aidan softly said.
Michael moved closer and as he did, Aidan's hand went under Michael's chin, pulling him up into a kiss. My eyes narrowed and I thrust upward. Aidan moaned against his lips but didn't pull away. I let out a low growl and I could see Michael grinning against Aidan's lips. Finally, Michael was the one that pulled away and chuckled softly. Aidan pouted which only made Adri look over at us curiously.
"Adri, I think Aidan wants a kiss," Michael laughed softly.
"You want a kiss, Aidan?" Adri giggled.
His pout grew as he nodded. Adri crawled over to us, and I growled again. She ignored me with a giggle and leaned up, pressing her lips to Aidan. Aidan's hand gently held her neck as they kissed. Possessive, visceral thoughts flashed through my mind. His hand slid down to her breasts and she giggled against his lips. They broke apart, Adri eyeing him curiously.
"Want to play?" she asked.
"I think Gabe's getting jealous," Aidan said softly as he turned to me. "Am I allowed to play?"
"You can... play," I grumbled.
He leaned in toward me, whispering. "I want to get you riled up a bit more so when they leave we have a lot of fun. Is that okay?"
"Oh, that's why you're doing it," I breathed out with a chuckle. "Then, please, go for it, sweetheart."
"Come here, Aidan," Adri beckoned.
"No, he doesn't leave my lap," I huffed.
"Well, at least turn around for me, baby," Adri pouted.
I lifted Aidan off me carefully, helping him turn around before shoving him back down on my length. I felt his walls tighten around me from the pain that must have shot through him. He bit his lip and squeezed his eyes shut to hold back his scream.
"Good boy," I smiled. "Go on, have fun with Adri."
"Yes, Gabe," he forced out shyly.
Adri moved in front of us and pressed herself against him. Their lips connected again, and Aidan's hands roamed her body, keeping more toward her breasts than anything. As he pulled from her lips, he trailed kisses down her neck and along her collarbones, finally coming to her breasts.
"I've just noticed," Michael began as Jason stepped forward.
"If it's the same thing as me," Jason continued. "You haven't collared him yet. Are you doing that for your birthday tomorrow, Gabe?"
Aidan pulled back suddenly, causing Adri to whine at him.
"Sorry," Aidan stuttered. "Birthday?"
I'd forgotten it was tomorrow in all honesty, but a part of me also didn't want him to feel like he had to do anything special. I refocused Aidan's attention back to Adri who was still pouting at him to continue. Aidan's lips reconnected with her tits as he moved one of his hands further down to tease her clit. She mewled happily, rocking her hips to get more.
"He's on a trial period," I explained to the others. "And I hadn't mentioned my birthday yet."
"Why not?" Andrew chuckled. "Don't want special treatment?"
"You give it to them on their birthdays," Lewis cocked his head. "And normally get the same back. Birthdays are just different with you."
"I didn't want to make him feel like he had to," I replied and more hesitantly muttered. "He also doesn't know my exact age."
Even though Adri was happy with Aidan's work, I could tell he wasn't fully focused on her. He was looking at me out of the corner of his eye, having tilted his head enough to keep her stimulated, but also to see me.
"If he wants to do something, he can," I shrugged.
Adri's arms dangled over Aidan's shoulders as she leaned in.
"This isn't like you, Gabe," she giggled.
She gently pulled Aidan off her and stood up, running her fingers through his hair, and pulling him in close to her pussy. He leaned in, pressing his lips to her clit. He worked on her expertly, her legs already beginning to buckle.
"Damn," she whimpered.
"I'm still me," I groaned. "I'm just more aware of who I am and who I want to be with him."
Aidan moaned against her, his hands going around and pulling her in as close as possible. He slid his tongue along her slit, hungrily tasting every bit of her. Michael watched in awe, palming himself through his pants. He'd originally put them back on to collect the food from the door, though from how greedy he was being, he was certainly regretting his choice.
"If Mikey wants to play with himself, he can," Adri moaned. "Show me how much you enjoy this."
Michael pushed his pants down, no need for much encouragement. He pumped himself quickly, biting his lip as he watched the show. Aidan eyed him, moaning louder as Adri came. He licked her up, swallowing happily.
"Don't... Don't cum just yet Michael," Aidan groaned. Michael slowed his movements, pouting. "Please?" Aidan asked. Michael nodded slowly, raising an eyebrow.
Adri set herself back down on the mattress, breathing heavily. "Plan?"
Aidan nodded as he turned his head to look at me. His smile widened. I leaned myself back to watch as he explained.
"Does Andrew like humiliation?" he whispered.
I nodded, quietly answering, "...Yes."
"I have an idea," Aidan began. "To put him back into his place. For threatening me."
Michael had leaned in. "If it has anything to do with humiliating Andrew, I'm down."
"I'm going to have to stop being your cockwarmer, Gabe," Aidan pouted. "It's time to make him a mess."
I chuckled lowly, helping him off me. "Please. Let's see what you have."
Aidan had us move off the mattress. He laid down two towels and picked out one of the thicker strap-ons. He situated it on himself, tying up the straps before getting back on the mattress, kneeling at the bottom of the towels.
"Oh, Andrew," Aidan called to him. "Time to lay down and get that pounding."
Andrew huffed as he walked over. "Hands and knees or on my back?"
"On your back," Aidan instantly replied as he slathered lube over the strap. "You're going to need to see what they do."
Andrew had already started laying down on his back when he hesitated. He looked around the room while Adri was laying on the couch watching us now, having pulled herself up while Aidan got ready. She wasn't used to as much attention, so she enjoyed watching sometimes.
The rest of us, all erect, stood around Andrew. Many of us were curious about what was going to happen. As Andrew laid on his back properly and looked around at us, he gulped. His attention was brought back to Aidan as Aidan pressed the strap on top of his length, the tips barely touching each other.
"Seems a bit bigger, are you going to be able to take this?" Aidan questioned.
"I can fucking take anything," Andrew growled. "Do your worst, little slut."
His tune quickly changed as Aidan had started to push his strap into Andrew's hole roughly.
"Why do they need to watch like that?" Andrew huffed out, biting back the moan that caught in his throat. "Not... Not that it's a problem."
"Hold back your legs for me, like a good boy," Aidan grinned as he went down to the hilt of the strap. "I'm not moving until you do."
Andrew moved his hands up and pulled his legs back himself. His eyebrows furrowed. Aidan's hand went to Andrew's cock, pressing his thumb to the tip. His fingers felt around the most sensitive parts gently. Yet, Andrew still refused to give in.
"What's going to happen?" Andrew growled, his voice softening for a moment. "What are you doing to me?"
"Don't start growling, sweetheart," Aidan said calmly. "What was it you called me earlier? A mindless, drooling cumslut? I'm going to make you a needy, begging little bitch who is only as good as a cumdump. You're going to watch them use you to get off and then be covered in the result."
"I don't beg," Andrew replied, though his cheeks were flushed a bright red. I smiled proudly at Aidan. "And I'm not fucking needy."
"I wasn't lying about the orgasm denial, Andrew," Aidan grinned as he began to move roughly and deeply inside Andrew. "And seeing as I still have so much stamina left in me... and this is a strap, I could go on forever. Just hitting your sweet spot, teasing your cock, and then cutting it off. Until you are the mindless, drooling bitch you know you are. And not just that, you will enjoy... Every. Single. Moment."
Andrew's demeanour faltered, his lips parting ever so slightly to let out moans. We all shared looks of delight. Lewis was intrigued most of all, staring down at Andrew with a sinister grin.
"Oh, sweetie, you asked for this," Lewis chuckled.
"Sh-... Shut up," Andrew forced out, refusing to look at us now.
We all started pumping ourselves, very much enjoying the show Aidan was putting on for us. Aidan had started pounding into Andrew, clearly hitting his prostate with every thrust because Andrew could no longer hold back. He was moaning and whimpering with every second that passed.
"There's a good boy," Aidan praised. "Told you, you could be good and enjoy this. Why don't you look around and see how much everyone else is enjoying your submission?"
"Never," Andrew growled deeply, still attempting to cling to the remaining dominance he thought he had.
Aidan pouted as he sped up, eliciting more whimpers from Andrew. His grip on Andrew's cock became tighter, though not enough to be too rough. Andrew's hips had started to roll with Aidan's thrusts.
"If you need to cum," Aidan groaned. "Just use him. If you get hard again, he'll want more. We can keep going until he's had enough. Since, you know, he doesn't do begging."
"I won't," Andrew whimpered.
"I bet you won't, sweetheart," Aidan cooed. "But as I said, I have quite the stamina and you're just a little bitch who clearly needs to know his place."
A smirk itched across my lips. This was reminding me of his birthday. Making me crawl on all fours and making me a mess while I rode him. Seeing him do the same to another was beyond bliss. Was that possible?
Aidan's thrusts hadn't faltered either, he was right about his stamina and resistance. Lewis and Clara were the first to blow their loads over Andrew. He looked at them with narrowed eyes. Their cum dribbled down his chest and onto the towel under him.
"Irene would be missing out on this," Aidan frowned, feigning sadness. "How would you feel being filmed, little bitch?"
"Do your worst, cumslut," Andrew replied through gritted teeth.
Adri giggled as she leaned up to get her phone. "Should I see if she's available or just film it?"
"Just film, it'll last longer that way," Aidan smirked as he kept moving.
Adri started a video for Aidan, leaning in close to get a couple of different angles. I watched as she sent a teaser to Irene before going back to the camera to make a longer video. The teasing over Andrew's cock must be hurting him now. His grip on his legs was shaky, his legs buckling under the growing arousal. Lewis was enjoying his partner getting humiliated in this way. God knows, Andrew's never going to live this down.
"Imagine a Sub getting his way with you like this," Aidan pushed as Michael came over Andrew's face. It dripped down and coated Andrew's lips. "A Sub taking control like this, pounding into you, letting everyone use you like a cumdump."
"Next time I fuck you, I'll make sure you're a whiny, whimpering bitch for me," Andrew threatened in between moans.
"Good luck with that," I chuckled.
As Andrew opened his mouth to berate me, I released my own load practically into his mouth. Quite a bit trickled out and down his neck, but I watched him swallow anything that was left like the good boy he could be. Clara and Lewis were back again, pumping themselves quickly while Jesse eventually shot his load around Andrew's stomach, smirking at the display that was already there. Andrew had started looking between us, his eyes showing that he wanted more.
"I-... I will never submit properly," he stuttered in between whimpers. "Never. Never."
"Oh, sure, my little bitch," Aidan moaned. "That's not what your eyes are saying. And what about your hips? Moving with my thrusts now. You're on edge, you want to cum but you can't. You only need to do one little thing for me."
"No!" Andrew whimpered. "I won't beg for you."
"That's too bad," Aidan sighed coolly as he began to pump Andrew, keeping his thumb pressed to his tip.
Andrew whined, his nails gripping into his delicate skin and leaving marks. I wondered how long Andrew would hold back, how long it would take for him to break. It'd already been several minutes, maybe we'd get too raw to cum on him first.
"Irene wants to know where Aidan got the spirit for this," Adri giggled. "She wants to see more."
"I got the spirit," Aidan smiled, his tongue going over his bottom lip. "Because someone thought it'd be a good idea to threaten me with harder, rougher sex."
"You deserve it," Andrew pushed.
Aidan was beginning to heat up, sweat dripping down his cheeks. He was still wearing my hoodie, so I went behind him and had him slow down, only causing Andrew to whine loudly about the lack of stimulation he was receiving. The whines caused Michael and Lewis to release their loads again, covering more of Andrew. Aidan lifted his arms to let me take the hoodie off. His eyes closed for a moment as the cool air hit his body, causing him to shiver.
"Thank... Thank you," he groaned, flipping his hair back before gripping Andrew's cock again. "I'm focused, my little bitch. But... maybe you need me to go slow for a little bit? Maybe you need a break."
"No, no, please, please!" Andrew yelled, his voice catching in his throat. "Please, fuck me. Please pound me. Please, God, please, I take it back."
"Is that begging I hear?" Aidan teased.
"Yes, yes! Fuck!" Andrew groaned. "Please fuck me, Aidan. Please, for the love of God, pound me harder. Make me your little fucking bitch! I want to cum so badly, but I... I need just a little more! Please!"
Aidan was more than happy to oblige, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. Once again, pounding into Andrew's needy body. Andrew let himself go, mewling and whining and moaning. The rest of us pumped faster, eventually letting ourselves release over Andrew's body and stepping back.
"What a sight..." Jesse breathed out.
"You look so adorable," Lewis chuckled.
"Covered in all our cum," Michael grinned.
"He's so submissive," Clara giggled.
"And very needy, aren't you, Andrew?" I smirked.
"Yes, yes, fuck," Andrew nodded tiredly. "Please, please, Aidan, I've been good. I've taken their loads, please, please, let me cum, let me?"
Andrew forced himself to look at Aidan directly, his bottom lip quivering from the overstimulation. Aidan slipped out of him and brought his mouth down to Andrew's cock, he moved his hand, shoving his face down, wrapping his lips around Andrew's length instantly. Andrew's grip on his legs broke, causing his legs to drop down on either side of Aidan. His eyes went wide, already releasing down Aidan's throat before he could stop himself.
"Fuck, what the fuck... What was... I..." Andrew breathed out, making no sense at all.
"Mindless," I laughed.
"Needy," Lewis chuckled.
"Cumdump," Michael smiled, staring hungrily.
"Shut up," Andrew whimpered. "Aidan, please, please, I was good. Make them stop."
Aidan slowly pulled back, licking over Andrew's tip, and swallowing what was left in his mouth. I noticed a few of them looking over Aidan's body, Andrew included when he realised. They didn't know how badly scarred he'd be. They were being sweet though, not asking questions and, instead, reminding Aidan how sexy he looked.
"Hm," Aidan hummed. "Leave him be, he was definitely a good boy in the end, and I don't think he'll be so rude next time."
"That was sexy, Aidan," Michael groaned happily.
"So fucking hot," Clara agreed.
"That was amazing work," Lewis chuckled.
"I still have it in me if you want to come down here," Aidan grinned.
"Andrew can take care of me tonight," Lewis said. "He won't ever live this down, so he'll want to take out the frustration. Which I fucking love."
Aidan's attention turned back to Andrew. "Did you need me to run you a bath or help you to the shower?"
"...Yes," Andrew mumbled. "Please. A shower."
"Let's get another towel and some wipes first," Aidan smiled, leaning over to Michael who was already picking the items up.
"...Thank you," Andrew accepted, allowing Aidan to wipe him down and clean him enough that it wouldn't get everywhere between here and the shower.
I turned my attention to the corner of the room. Jesse was talking on his phone quietly. Hushed, angry whispers. I wasn't the only one who had noticed. We all kind of turned, trying not to stare.
As Aidan continued to help Andrew, he glanced at Jesse. "Who's on the phone?"
Jesse turned toward us and breathed in, muttering, "Luke is."