"Jamie, hurry up or we're going to be late!" Josh called across the apartment.
"Sorry! Just need my bag and we're good to go." Jamie called back.
"You guys didn't have breakfast!" Ezra chastised the other men.
"No time, sorry Ez." Josh apologized.
"Well, I'm not saving any." Ezra sassed, mouth already full of scrambled eggs.
Josh rolled his eyes at his drama queen boyfriend, as he and Jamie left for class.
When they arrived, Josh pulled Jamie up to the back left corner of the lecture hall.
"What are you doing?" Jamie asked.
Josh just smirked at him and continued climbing. He sat them in the back row, no one else sat in the row so it was just the two of them.
Once the professor started talking, Josh slowly, carefully began lowering Jamie's zipper. Jamie gave him a startled look, Josh just continued facing forward. Jamie realized that the table in front of them covered what was happening. It was then that he finally caught on that this was not a spur of the moment idea, and Josh had planned this. He had fallen right into his trap.
Josh began lightly tracing over the front of Jamie's boxers. His fingers dancing through imaginary patterns that Jamie was far too distracted to try to work out right now. He was mainly focused on maintaining his composure.
Unfortunately what Jamie didn't realize was that Josh was making maintaining his composure so much harder by sending increasing feelings of lust and need his way. Josh had been honing his abilities, and was finding it easier to enhance emotions than ever. Thankfully Jamie was an easy target, since Josh was pretty good at knowing his limits.
Jamie was hardly holding it together with just the light touches, so when Josh pulled his dick out through the fly of his briefs, he bit his tongue so hard it started to bleed. Josh grinned at Jamie, promising with his eyes that this will only get worse. He ran his fingers up and down, his warm fingers contrasted by his icy silver ring.
"Fuck." Jamie whispered under his breath.
His breathing was quickly turning to panting, as Josh's grip loosened and his hand grew wet with Jamie's pre-cum. Jamie gritted his teeth, trying to suppress the sound he felt rising in the back of his throat. His need was just climbing, but he had to stay present. The feeling you get for a second when the world slows down right before you know something massive is about to happen, was what Jamie had been living in for several minutes now.
He felt the end quickly approaching and tried to stifle his dread and his excitement, not that he could do much for the excitement with Josh pulling the strings. Jamie didn't even truly realize how much Josh was actually in control.
At last, the moment Jamie had been dreading and hoping for arrived. He bit back a yell as Josh quickly forced his dick back into his briefs. He felt the warm wetness permeate the fabric. Josh quickly pulled his hand out and zipped up the fly of Jamie's jeans. He continued acting as if this was a normal lecture. He grabbed some hand sanitizer out of his messenger bag.
"Want some?" He offered sweetly.
"No, I don't want some." Jamie declined through gritted teeth.
Josh continued to look extremely proud of himself for the rest of class. Once class was over, Jamie rushed off to the bathroom. He quickly cleaned himself up the best he could with a wet paper towel. He still had another class after this. "Bastard," Jamie thought to himself. He found Josh waiting for him outside.
"Have a great rest of your day dearest, I'll be home for dinner." Josh kissed him softly on the cheek.
"I would be so mad if you weren't so damn hot you asshole." Jamie grumbled before walking off to his next class.
"J pretended he didn't love my surprise for him this morning, his cock said otherwise haha." Josh texted Ezra.
"I told you it was a bad idea." Ezra texted back.
"Careful Ez, or you might end up on the wrong end of one of my bad ideas." Josh sent Ezra with a winking emoji.
"You wouldn't dare." Ezra responded.
"You don't think so?" Josh teased.
"Ok. Maybe you would dare, after all you're far more creative than smart." Ezra matched Josh's energy.
"I'm offended." Josh joked.
Ezra simply sent back a kissing emoji.
Josh sat in his abnormal psychology class wondering how this was a three-hundred level course when it was this easy. Unfortunately when Josh was bored, he had two modes; horny, and chaotic. Playing with Jamie earlier, had used up all the horny he had for now, so he landed on causing a little chaos.
He remembered when Jamie was injured, drawing the pain from him and replacing it with calm. He decided to see what would happen if he just drew everything out. He settled on one of his classmates, a notorious frat brother who had a bad habit of injuring pledges.
He got a read on the energy around him first. Bravado was a loud emotion, Josh couldn't hear it but it took up a lot of space in his awareness even when he wasn't focused on it. He sensed a tiny shard of insecurity stabbing through. Finally, he was currently giving off annoyance. That was probably due to the guy next to him trying to get invited to one of his parties.
Josh started with the annoyance, it was a quick emotion, not something embedded in his sense of self, just a current state of being. He slowly pulled it away like ripping off masking tape. The frat boy's face relaxed into a smug smile. Too easy almost, Josh preferred a challenge.
Next he tried the bravado, it wouldn't be easy, but it was a mask for the insecurity. He pulled at it, it pulled back a little. It was like pulling in a big fish. He pulled, and released, until it finally came towards him. He added it to the puddle at his feet with the annoyance. The man slumped a little, his eyes darted around at the other guys in class and he started to shrink in on himself.
Josh was fascinated that such a tiny shard could cause such damage. That explained every bully he'd ever had. Finally, what Josh was most excited for, time to remove the last feeling. He would usually hypothesize on and document his experiments, but this was more personal and he wanted to keep it to himself for now. He wrapped his consciousness around the jagged shrapnel embedded in the defeated man. He pulled, and it wouldn't budge at first.
Josh however was determined, and so he kept pulling, and eventually it slowly slid out, oozing like a wound once the initial piece was gone. He collected it, and observed his prey. The man sat up, and just sat there.
When class finished, he walked out. Then he sat on a bench. Josh realized he had nothing driving him to do anything. He watched him for a while. He didn't look at anything unless there was a new auditory or visual stimuli.
Most interestingly, when Josh saw mild pain building, he drew it away. A wet spot appeared on the man's pants. He had pissed himself. Eventually Josh got bored and returned all of the insecurity and half of the bravado. Everything else he'd taken he let fade away, he also threw in a healthy dose of guilt and pensiveness. The frat boy immediately scurried off.
Josh sat for a few minutes thinking over what he had seen. It seemed that without the emotional recognition of physical sensations, people would just exist and probably not live very long. No discomfort or pain or shame. His body had needed to release so it released. Josh got up to go and chuckled when he saw the frat boy leaving the bathroom with his hoodie around his waist. He wouldn't get over that one for a while.
Josh enjoyed the soft breeze and swirling leaves that announced fall, remembering meeting and falling for Jamie, and his quick descent into devotion to Ezra. He got back to their apartment right at dinner time being greeted by having his hands pinned behind his back by Ezra and Jamie ripping off his cargo pants.
Before Josh could even really figure out what was happening, his cock was shoved to the back of Jamie's mouth and a blindfold was lowered over his eyes. He experienced a few delicious moments of fellatio before his blissed was ripped from him. What came next was an ice cube pressed against his tip and he cried out.
"Payback time, dearest." Jamie spoke with sadism that Josh didn't even know he had. He felt Ezra's grip release, and cold metal took its place.
"Where did you get handcuffs?" Josh asked, in shock.
No one answered. Instead he was subjected to ice on his nipples and a cock in his ass. He had no idea who it was and it didn't matter, whoever it belonged to was going for delicious suffering. Josh screamed in agony and moaned in pleasure. A pair of rolled up underwear was shoved in his mouth. Those belonged to Jamie, he knew the taste of Jamie's cum.
"You made it, now eat it, slut." Jamie growled in his ear. This still did not answer the question of who was currently in his ass. He felt a harsh slap to his cock, and he screamed out again, precum starting to dampen his thighs.
"You like this don't you, you whore. Always so in control, isn't it nice to be controlled?" Ezra murmured in his other ear.
Fuck was it ever, but Josh would never admit it. He just moaned around the makeshift gag. His gag and the cock in his ass were ripped out suddenly. He felt Jamie's rough hands press him to his knees. Suddenly he was choking on Jamie's cock. His balls were on Josh's chin. Jamie ignored his whines. It seemed Josh had lost the privilege of complaining. He tilted his head down trying to remove some of the length, but a strong grip on his hair forced his head back up. His eyes watered from the throat fucking and the hair pulling combined.
"Don't cry darling, isn't this what you wanted?" Jamie asked, voice dripping with sweet poison.
Ezra was enthralled watching his usually easy going, sweet, submissive bear cub completely own their more dominant partner. Ezra had dominated Josh a few times, but the last time it was even close to this level was just after Jamie was first attacked. Even that was just a rage fuck, this was something else. This was erotic torture, and Josh seemed to be quite enjoying himself.
Jamie finished with a yell of satisfaction. He slowly pulled out of Josh's throat, making him wait. Josh gasped and sputtered for a second and then whimpered, but otherwise stayed quiet.
"Ezra, bend over." Jamie locked eyes with Ezra.
Ezra's eyes flashed confusion, and a little fear, but he obliged. Jamie stood Josh up, guiding him behind Ezra.
"You've been so good, have at it." Jamie said softly while stroking Josh's cheek.
Ezra wasn't sure what had gotten into Jamie, or if his concussion back in July had knocked something loose; but he couldn't say he didn't find it incredibly sexy. It was as Ezra was trying to figure out Jamie's thought process that Josh began his efforts. Thankfully for the ill-prepared Ezra, he didn't last long and came within minutes of entering him. Josh pulled out and stood for a second, before collapsing to the couch.
Ezra took off the handcuffs and the blindfold and took Josh's head in his lap, rubbing gentle circles on his back. Jamie just stood there. He seemed to be trying to reconcile whatever had just happened with himself. Finally he looked up.
"Josh, I'm so sorry, are you all right?" Jamie kneeled, worried eyes on Josh.
Josh's eyes cracked open.
"Why are you sorry? That was so fucking hot." Josh whispered breathlessly.
Ezra started laughing so hard he couldn't breathe.
"What are you laughing about? You just let me fly off the handle." Jamie scolded Ezra.
"Bear cub, I was not gonna tell you no when you had that look in your eyes, I feared for my life. In a completely sexy way of course." Ezra was suddenly giving Jamie a look of reverence.
"You're both completely insane." Jamie sighed, sitting next to Ezra and the still incapacitated Josh.
"We're insane?" Ezra chuckled.
Jamie gave him a glare, but then started laughing as well.
