"Are you ready?"
Kai nodded and let Luca put on his blindfold. The room was comfortably warm, even though he was buck naked. The blindfold was a proper one, too, blocking any and all light. Kai swayed on his feet a little, his hands trembling with anticipation. He'd been preparing for this for days, but now that the moment was here...
"The yellow safe word is 'Jupiter', the red one is 'Galaxy'."
Luca's voice steadied him, centered him, gave him his confidence back. His familiar safe words, drilled into him over years and years of scenes, prepared him for what was to come. This was Kai's idea, but Luca had taken to it with an enthusiasm that was infectious. Their regular Halloween parties often enough devolved into at least a foursome, but the idea of putting on a group scene instead had tripped something in his Dom's brain.
"Yes."
"Before we begin, do you still consent to taking Viagra?"
"Yes, Luca."
Lips met his, stubbled and insistent. A body pressed against his, jeans rough on his bare cock. Kai felt himself melt into his love, letting the kiss happen.
"I love you." Luca was so gentle when he said it, the feeling in those three simple words so deep, Kai swayed again.
"I love you."
A sharp slap landed on his ass, startling in its intensity and contrast to the gentle kiss. A pill was placed on his tongue, then Luca spat in his mouth and pushed his jaw shut.
"Swallow."
The difference in tone was night and day. The gentle care was gone. This was a commanding tone that expected to be obeyed. Not a drill sergeant screaming at his platoon, but a lord on his throne, accustomed to giving orders in a steady voice and having them followed without question.
Kai swallowed. There was no other option. His self diminished, receding to the background. Once a scene properly got started, Kai often felt like a passenger in his own body; Aware of what happened to it, able to claw himself to the driver's seat if he needed to, or just trust that a gently spoken safe word would steer the vehicle back on course, but content to let the world happen to him for a change.
Luca led him to their dining room, knocking before pushing the door open. Kai could hear the room wasn't empty. A cough, a sharp inhale, the soft swoosh of cloth on cloth. Strangers. Friends, surely. People he knew, people he'd fucked before and trusted, people he liked. But in this moment, they were strangers. Was Max here? Dom? Raffe? Gabriel was on a trip, but maybe he'd come back early?
Another smack drove the thoughts away again. Luca led him to the table and helped him up onto it, positioning him just so, stretched out in the center. He could hear the others approaching even as headphones were placed on his head. The descending tone of the noise canceling activating felt louder than it ever had before. He was alone now, alone with his breath, alone with his heartbeat. It pounded in his ears, sounding an alarm no one else could hear. White noise started playing and it drove the real world even further away.
Minutes passed. Or seconds. Or hours. He couldn't tell. The white noise drifted to the edge of his conscious perception, simply existing but not really actively heard. Kai could feel every breath of air as people moved around him, could smell the wax heating in the pot in the corner.
He jumped when a cold hand touched his stomach, his little startled yelp deafening to him. The hand stroked, gentle, tracing lines through the fuzz on his belly. Another hand, warmer but no less gentle, ran over his chest.
The wax almost burned when it dripped onto his chest. The strip of paper was pressed onto him almost reverently. More wax was applied to his stomach.
Kai grunted when someone ripped the first strip off with zero warning. He hadn't even felt them grip it. Just as he pieced himself back together from the first shock, more hot wax dripped onto him, and the second strip tore away.
They were relentless, working together to always have wax going on or getting ripped off. Within minutes, Kai was howling with every strip removed. The silent passenger in the back of his head thanked Luca for insisting they do his privates before the main scene, days before, and together. His entire body glowed with pain and heat, silencing all the niggling doubts and anxieties of his day-to-day life, bringing him solidly into the now.
Every time someone brushed along his cock or balls, it sent electric shocks up his spine. The Viagra was taking hold, and even the slightest touch got him rock hard in seconds, only for him to go soft again at the next couple of rips of wax strip.
When they were finally done, the smell of coconut oil hit his nose before a single hand touched him. The contrast between the heat and pain of the strips, and the gentle caresses of what felt like dozens of hands applying soothing oil to his skin, made Kai tremble.
Hands roamed everywhere, even where they hadn't ripped all the hair off of him. Oil was applied to his chest and abdomen, now smooth as could be, but also on his arms and legs, his neck, his face. Someone applied a liberal coat to his balls, letting them slip through lubed up fingers, then stroked his painfully hard erection once, twice, three times, before pulling away again.
Stubble and prickly beards were pressed against him as well, kissing abused flesh. Kai relaxed completely under the gentle care of strangers he trusted implicitly, occasionally moaning softly as tongues flicked his nipples. One person was running their tongue between his toes, something he rarely enjoyed but loved right now. Kai barely existed, and what did exist of him was purely there for the pleasure of others.
His comfort didn't last long, though. Warm hands and mouths vanished, the lips wrapped around three of his toes lingering a second or two longer before all he could feel was the light chill of drying saliva on a dozen spots all over his body. He knew what was coming. He'd helped design the menu himself, picking foods that were served at acceptable temperatures, letting Luca push his comfort zone just as much as Kai liked it to be pushed and never a hair further. Spots of heat appeared on his body, just about bearable. Spots of icy cold appeared too, much worse than the heat. A slow drip of sauce ran down his ribs even as a dollop of near-burning-hot mashed potatoes was spooned onto his stomach just above where his pubic hair used to be.
His cock twitched and hit the spoon, the heat even more uncomfortable on his sensitive skin. A mouth wrapped around his cock, the tongue swirling once, twice, then vanishing again. He moaned but laid as still as he could, not wanting to dump their dinner off onto the table and floor.
The table vibrated as chairs were pulled out, dragging along Luca's precious hardwood floor. The tiny part of himself that stayed conscious and alert winced, but it was so far away from his direct experience now it couldn't penetrate his awareness.
Just as Kai prepared himself to settle in and be a plate for his strangers, someone gripped the base of his penis and slid something over the top. Parts of it scraped uncomfortably against sensitive skin, and the heat was intense. More rings were added until his entire cock was covered. The smell of onion rings reached his nostrils, mixing with all the other foods.
Staying still was paramount, but simultaneously impossible as hands brushed and touched, and food cooled and warmed all over his chest and stomach. The contrast made his body unsure to shiver or squirm, so it tried to do both, and trembled for good measure. He was fed morsels, a meatball, a spoon of mashed potatoes, some sushi. The menu was more aimed at things that could be served off a human plate than any attempt to make a cohesive dinner.
Occasionally, someone would play with his balls, causing his cock to swell. The onion rings weren't restrictive, but the crispy batter was uncomfortable against his expanding erection. His strangers only ever took onion rings with their mouths, licking and sucking his cock briefly, until he was a quivering mess. Some of their friends were really good at sucking cock.
By the time someone took the last one by deepthroating him and hooking their tongue around the ring, Kai thought he'd cum right there and then. It wouldn't do for their serving dish to ruin the food still spread all over him though, so he held back, whimpering.
Time lost its meaning. He could feel people around him even when they weren't picking at the food on top of him still. Some voices trembled deep enough he could hear hints of speech even through the headphones, and the table moved as people leaned on it or got up for whatever reason. People played with him too, stroking his cock idly or pinching his nipples.
An indeterminate amount of time into the meal, the stroking grew more insistent. Kai tried to hold back, but whoever it was knew exactly how to touch him. That hardly narrowed it down in his particular friend group, though. He fought with all his might to hold back, fully expecting his tormentor to stop right as he couldn't anymore, but instead they aimed his cock at the pile of mashed potatoes on his stomach. Just as his orgasm was inevitable, the hand vanished. He grunted through his ruined orgasm, leaking cum into right where the potatoes sat.
Kai fully expected to be punished, but instead someone stirred, then scooped up some of the food he'd ruined. He hadn't expected to be used as a condiment dispenser. Kai quivered as the realization set in that he'd been brought to orgasm purely to season someone's food.
The mashed potatoes were gone two minutes later, someone licking the last bits off of him, then licking the last drop of cum from the head of his cock. He was still rock hard, the Viagra refusing to let him grow soft now.
As the food began to run out, more tongues and fingers replaced spoons, getting the last little bits off of him. With the last bits of food gone, the caressing hands came back, more insistent than before.
Kai gasped as the first fingers sliding into his ass, well lubricated by what smelled and felt like silicone lube. Dinner was over then, and he'd always known he would be dessert. Luca had joked they should body paint his ass to look like a Jack-o'-lantern, but decided against it in the end. He turned his head, opened his mouth, and three seconds later there was a cock in it. His entire world spun, the transition from plate to fuck toy had been so abrupt he couldn't quite gather himself. Luca probably planned it that way, the bastard.
Another finger joined the first in his ass as someone massaged his balls just on the edge of pain. A third hand stroked his cock with a firm grip. Someone grabbed his hand, filling it with rock hard shaft. Before long, his other hand was full too, caressing someone's balls as their quickly stiffening cock rested on his wrist.
Kai was in heaven. He'd purposefully left planning the end of the night to Luca, which meant it could either be a pretty intense kink scene or a gangbang that quickly devolved into an orgy.
The fingers vanished from his ass and he was pulled towards the edge of the table. Before he could properly whimper, a cock pressed against his ass. He moaned around the cock in his mouth as inch by delicious inch slid into him.
The worries driven into hiding by the kink scene were pounded into oblivion as stranger after stranger fucked his ass and mouth, or sucked and stroked his cock and balls. He was completely cock drunk, existing for absolutely nothing else than to get fucked hard.
He trembled, moaning "Oh yes" around the fattest cock he'd ever sucked, as the first of his strangers slammed balls deep into his ass and exploded inside. He could feel every twitch, every spurt, even if he couldn't hear their moans. Kai trembled through his friend's orgasm, very close to having one of his own.
