Commission - Solid Proof
Title: Solid Proof
Chapter: Part 6 of Shapes
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: the GazettE/Uruha gangbang, Reita/Uruha
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Anal sex, barebacking, gangbang, BDSM, pony play, bondage, gags, painplay, impact play, CBT, elastration, fear play, edgeplay, humiliation, exhibitionism, piercings, dacryphilia
Summary: Uruha decides to let his new piercings be a surprise to see how the rest of the band will react. They turn out to be more than enthusiastic about them.
Disclaimer: I don't own the GazettE
Word count: ~6,200
Comment: For N9, who requested a follow up to New Marks featuring all the members.
(For info on how to commission me yourself, please refer to this post)
By the time they were all gathered together as a band again in a setting where shirts were coming off, Uruha's piercings had all healed up nicely. He'd decided not to say anything to the others after all, wanting to enjoy the moment they found out and the looks on their faces, so none of them had any idea he'd gotten some new accessories since last time they saw him. On the way to the shooting, they'd all been too focused on work to notice, even if someone had happened to glance his way. He and Reita had exchanged knowing grins, before they got swept up in it as well, forgetting all about piercings and exhibitionism for the evening.
It wasn't until they were all done, stripping off the costumes in the dressing room together, that Aoi realised something was different. Uruha noticed his stare immediately, though he would never admit to secretly hoping for it, and he shot Aoi a grin, unhurriedly reaching for his shirt. He was pleased when Aoi grabbed his arm, stopping him from pulling it on, wetting his lips with his tongue. "Are those new?"
Uruha tried to keep his face neutral, though he knew it was a losing battle. He was too smug to properly conceal it. "No, had them for years, you never noticed?"
"Thought sarcasm was my job." Aoi wasn't even looking at his face, just studying his chest and the piercings adorning it. "And no, I would have known. You got these recently, huh?"
"How sure are you about that?"
"Well, let's go get a second opinion." Aoi snatched Uruha's shirt out of his hands, using his grip on his arm to drag him over to Kai. Ruki wasn't there yet, he'd probably stopped by the bathroom on his way, but Reita had caught on to what was going on, and he just watched with a knowing grin as Aoi tapped Kai's shoulder. "Hey, check this out."
Kai turned around, his confused look quickly melting into one of surprise and appreciation when his eyes landed on Uruha's nipples. "Whoa. That's new."
Aoi nodded eagerly. "That's what I said, but he insisted on being coy about it."
Kai's hand was halfway to Uruha's chest before he seemed to realise, and he stopped himself, looking up to meet his eyes. "Uh, can I touch?"
"Hey, Reita?" Uruha bit his lip to keep from grinning, turning in time to see Reita coming to join them. "Can they touch?"
"As long as you're okay with it, sure."
"Go ahead."
He barely got the words out before both Kai and Aoi were poking his nipples, and he struggled not to laugh, partly because their awkward touches were tickling him, partly because of the concentrated looks on their faces while they did it. He was going to say more when the door opened and Ruki walked in, a tired look on his face, brows furrowing when he noticed the others all huddled together in a corner. "The hell did I miss?"
"Ruki, you're just in time." Aoi shot him an excited grin, flicking Uruha's nipple pointedly. "Check these out!"
Ruki blinked, studying Uruha's chest with wide eyes, peeling off his jacket on the way over to join them. "When did you get those?"
"Some months ago."
"Quite a move at your age when it's been about two decades since the last time you got pierced. What prompted it?"
"I need a reason, now?" Uruha shrugged, sensing four pairs of eyes digging into him. "I like them, and I wanted Reita to pierce me."
"Hang on, Reita did these?" Kai looked between Reita and Uruha's chest, disbelief evident in his tone. "But they look so even."
Reita laughed. "Wow, thanks for having faith in me."
"You know what I mean. It must be two decades since you last pierced someone, too."
"Yeah, but I did proper research this time, and bought actual piercing equipment. I wasn't gonna half-ass it and risk Uruha's dick in the process."
Uruha could practically hear the gears turning in the other members' heads, and he swallowed a laugh, taking his shirt back from Aoi while he was momentarily stunned. "I think you found a way to render them speechless, Reita."
"Did you really?" Aoi trailed off, staring down at Uruha's crotch, as though he could see through his jeans. Ruki laughed from beside him, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Just reach in and feel for yourself."
"Or you can all come to our place and find out, tomorrow, when we've slept," Uruha said, stifling a yawn, They'd been working for ages, and as much as he appreciated the playful teasing, he'd appreciate it even more back at his and Reita's place, with proper equipment and complete privacy. "If that's alright?"
The others looked up at Reita, who nodded and reached for his shirt. "Our place, sometime after lunch. We'll text you when we're up."
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They'd discussed everything that needed to be discussed when Kai cleared his throat, gesturing vaguely at Uruha's lap. "So, I have to admit, I'm really curious to see what it looks like."
"Ah, that." Uruha laughed, uncrossing his legs, loving the way four pairs of eyes drifted to his crotch. "Reita locked me in a chastity cage this morning. Something about not ruining my appetite before the main course, though I suspect he just wanted an excuse to do it. You'll have to ask him for the key."
"If you guys are ready, we can go to the playroom, get everything set up." Reita got up from the couch, gesturing to the door. "You know, the room with soundproofing, no windows, a variety of toys."
Uruha grinned up at Reita, slowly moving to follow him. "Oh, someone's eager. What's the matter, nobody got you a chastity cage?"
"Your brattiness is going to get you in trouble if you keep it up."
"Yeah, what are you going to do about it, Sir?" Uruha caught up, gripping Reita's arm and leaning closer, one eyebrow raised. "Gag me?"
"If everyone else is on board with it, yep." Reita cast a glance over his shoulder, getting three nods in return. "The vote is unanimous."
"Best get to it, then, Sir." Uruha's face bore a look of nonchalance, as though the notion barely affected him, but Reita knew it was all pretence. Uruha wanted it, and he was more than willing to provide.
"You strip down in the meantime, I'll get the tack."
Uruha was about to reach for his shirt when his hands were swatted away, Ruki coming in front of him and gripping the hem. "Oh no, allow me. I barely got a good look last night." Uruha nodded, and Ruki slowly slid his shirt up, absently licking his lips when he got to his nipples. "They're really pretty."
Uruha chuckled to distract from his cheeks warming up, grateful when Ruki nudged him to raise his arms so he could remove the shirt completely. "Thanks."
"Yeah, seriously." Aoi was the last to enter, and he closed the door behind himself, ogling Uruha shamelessly now that he was certain nobody was going to interrupt them. "Though how are we supposed to keep our hands off you from now on?"
"Who says we have to?" Ruki tossed Uruha's shirt to Kai, who set it on an empty counter near the door. Now that his hands were free, Ruki ran them up Uruha's torso, cupping his chest, fingers so close to their destination, but halting there. "He enjoys being teased, isn't that right, Uruha?"
Uruha didn't manage more than a nod, checking to see why Reita was taking so long with that damn gag. He needed it, now, before Ruki demanded a verbal answer from him. Having looked away, he wasn't prepared for fingers tapping his piercings, making the jewellery shift inside his body, and he recoiled reflexively.
Ruki looked pleased with himself, hooking two fingers in Uruha's leather collar and pulling him closer, his other hand brushing a nipple. "Is that why you got them?"
Reita returned too late, and Uruha almost pouted, but now that the question had be asked, he figured he should probably answer. He bit his lip, staring at the wall as he worked up the courage to answer. "In part. 'Enjoy the attention, like feeling objectified, but also love being pierced. Maybe 'cause Reita's been the one to do it, but it's intimate, and painful."
Fingers dug into his nipple, tugging hard, while the grip on his collar kept him from pulling away this time. "So even having a needle stabbed through your skin isn't too much pain for you to enjoy it, good to know."
"You guys haven't even gotten his pants off?" Reita shook his head, but he had to grin at how flustered Uruha looked already, nipple trapped between Ruki's fingers as he clearly fought against a more blatant reaction.
"We got distracted, he's fun to tease." Ruki abruptly let go of Uruha, reaching for his pants instead, working to get them off.
"Help me out here." Reita handed the hoof boots to Kai and the harness to Aoi, busying himself with attaching a bit gag with a tongue port to Uruha's bridle. With the mood Uruha was in, it couldn't hurt to take precautions, and not only did a tongue port prevent him from messing with the gag, it would make it impossible to speak even if he tried.
Ruki got Uruha out of the rest of his clothes, leaving only his collar and the chastity cage locked around his dick, and Ruki lifted it up so he could study it. "Hey, Reita, mind handing over the key? I didn't know I could feel cockblocked without being the one wearing the cage, but I have to admit, I want this thing off him, right now."
Reita laughed, taking the key from around his neck and tossing it to him. "I had to do it, or else he would have tired himself out before you even got here."
Even with the four of them, it took a while to get Uruha ready. It didn't help that Reita switched Uruha's Prince Albert from the locking mechanism that came with the custom ordered chastity cage to a standard ball closure ring, unintentionally distracting everyone, even though Uruha did his best to muffle his sounds. He was relieved when the bridle was locked in place, bit gag settling between his lips and pressing his tongue down, promising reprieve from having to speak, at least for a while.
They'd selected a simple harness this time, one that didn't distract from Uruha's chest too much, but still allowed for locking his elbows together behind his back, and when the cuffs around his wrists were chained to his collar, Uruha could no longer move his arms. With the last of the straps tightened, he took a step forward to test the mobility, and the low clop of his hoof boot against the floor signified the final piece falling into place.
"There, is that better?" Reita had chosen a bridle without blinders for the evening, and Uruha could see his smug grin even though he was standing a bit to the side, but there was nothing he could do to retaliate. Then again, Reita was right, he did feel better, he just felt like talking back out of habit.
"He's missing reins, isn't he?" Aoi asked, looking around to see if Reita had prepared any.
"Oh no, I've got something better than reins for you to try today." Reita grinned, pulling two long chains out of his pocket, holding them up so everyone could see. "Guess where these go?"
Ruki seemed to catch on first, matching Reita's grin as he turned his gaze to Uruha. "I see you finally figured out how to keep him from tugging on his reins, huh?"
"Oh no, he still tugs. But it's so much more fun now." Reita handed one chain to Aoi since he'd asked, tilting his head towards Uruha. "Go on, see for yourself."
Uruha could only watch while Aoi advanced on him, looking almost like he was going to devour him, and the blatant desire made Uruha's stomach flutter. He fastened each end of the chain to his nipples, and even though it didn't weigh much, just the slight pull on the piercings was enough to make him restless. He stepped back, pleased that Aoi kept a hold on the chain, which tightened enough to pull on his chest in a delicious burst of pain.
He neighed to disguise a moan, tossing his head back and fixing Aoi with a challenging stare, and was rewarded with a gentle tug. "You're right, Reita, this is fun. But what's the second one for?"
"Let me show you." Reita crouched down next to Uruha, and in a swift movement, he clipped one end of the chain to his dick piercing, leading the other between his thighs, fastening it to the back of his harness. Uruha steeled himself for what he knew came next, though he didn't move until Reita applied pressure on the chain, pulling his dick back. Walking backwards in hoof boots was a challenge, but Reita didn't let up, and he had to move before the pain became too much. He staggered back with a few audible clops before Reita let go, patting his hip, pleased. "That's the reverse."
"I love it." Aoi ran his free hand across Uruha's chest, keeping him in place while he tightened the chain, tugging on his nipples until he couldn't help but whimper. "Seems like you enjoy it, pony."
Gagged as he was, he had no way to deny it, and he snapped his head up when he heard Ruki chuckle. "Seems like you're quite the painslut. Wanna show us how much?" Ruki had that devious glint in his eye that meant nothing but trouble, but he'd agreed to this earlier, so he couldn't blame it entirely on him when he grabbed a spreader bar off one of their shelves. "Spread your hooves, now."
When he didn't obey right away, Reita gave a harsh tug on his dick, and he cursed that damned ring despite how much he loved it. He shuffled his feet apart, staring straight ahead while his ankle cuffs were fastened to the bar, keeping him spread open like that, vulnerable. He enjoyed the feeling while he could, tried not to pay attention to what was going on behind him, blocking out the noise.
"Hold him still." Ruki and Kai grabbed one arm each, while Aoi stayed in front, and Uruha felt boxed in, both safe in their hands, but also defenceless. Drool was dripping from his mouth by now, the tongue port making it hard to swallow, and he breathed in deep. He sent Aoi a pleading look, but he just shushed him, cupping Uruha's cheek gently.
"It'll be okay," he said, just as something brushed the inside of Uruha's thigh, and he recoiled automatically, but the hands on him tightened. "Just stay still."
Easy for him to say, Uruha thought to himself, when Reita gripped his balls, resting them on something hard and cold that he recognised only because of the intense pain he associated with it. He couldn't struggle too much without losing his balance, but he could certainly try, and he gave Kai and Ruki quite the workout by trying to squirm out of their hold. Aoi gripped his collar, catching his gaze in his own, and Uruha answered his chiding look with a snort.
When Reita actually started pushing his scrotum through the elastrator, Uruha stopped moving. If there was one thing he didn't want to risk, it was Reita losing his grip on the pliers while one of his testicles was caught in them, and he only dared take shallow breaths while he worked. He was kind of glad he couldn't see what was going on, he was sure the sight of his balls going through the tight rubber ring was horror material, and not in a good way.
All the pushing and pulling and pinching on his sac was bad enough, but when he realised Reita had gotten both his testicles through the ring, he tensed up in anticipation. Slowly, the pliers closed around him, bringing increasing pressure and sharp pain as the prongs dug into his skin. And just when he thought they couldn't possibly get any tighter, Reita rolled the elastrator band up and off the pliers, and it tightened around his sac to the point where he screamed.
"Whoa, easy, pony." Reita's hand on his back did nothing to soothe him, and he would have kicked him if it hadn't been for the spreader bar. His knees almost buckled, tears stung at his eyes, and to his great shame, the excruciating pain in his groin excited him.
Aoi apparently decided to rub it in, grinning up at him. "Damn. Didn't think it was possible to like that."
Uruha glared sharply, but then the chain connected to his dick tightened, and he tipped his head back and whimpered. As if his junk wasn't hurting enough, the tug on his still relatively fresh piercing made the pain flare up, spreading throughout his body. "He's not only a dirty boy who loves having his balls toyed with, he's also a huge slut for pain, isn't that right?"
Yet again, he wished he could kick Reita, even though everything he said was true. Agreeing would be far too humiliating, however, and he refused to even acknowledge him, just concentrating on staying upright even though his body wanted to curl up in a ball. A flick to his balls got his attention, and he cried out against the gag. "What, embarrassed to admit it? You know, if you're a good pony, I'll cut it off you before it's too late, but if you continue to be a brat, I'll just leave it on."
Even in his current headspace, Uruha realised the repercussions of that. The longer the band stayed on his balls, the higher the risk of permanent damage. Sure, Reita had threatened him with it before, and sure, his balls were still connected to his body, but there was still an element of fear present every time. What if today was the day he went through with it? The possibility probably shouldn't be turning Uruha on as much as it was.
He hadn't even noticed Kai leaving his side until a sharp smack made him search for the source of the sound, and he shuddered at the sight of the riding crop in his hand. He tapped the tip against his palm lightly, winking at Uruha before signaling for Aoi to move out of the way. Ruki stepped back as well, but Reita stayed behind him, one hand on his back, probably in case he lost his balance. It was quite far to the floor, and with his legs spread and his arms immobilised, he stood no chance if he stumbled.
Kai trailed the crop along the outside of his thigh, over his hip, and with a flick of his wrist, struck Uruha's ass. Even though he hadn't put much force behind it, Uruha was already shuddering just from how badly his balls ached, and the fresh flare of pain made him groan. "You heard your master, you should probably be good for us." The smug tone of his voice made Uruha want to do the exact opposite, but then the crop trailed up his chest, and he forgot all about being a brat.
The stiff leather brushed his nipple, and the chain hanging from it caused the gentlest of vibrations to pass through his body. It almost tickled, but before the feeling lingered, Kai followed up with a swing of the crop, hitting hard enough to make Uruha cry out. "I didn't quite hear you."
The crop bit into his skin again, and Uruha realised his resolve would crumble before long. It was already so hard to focus with the constant aching of his balls, and every time Kai struck him, he felt like his mind was going numb, the world reduced to nothing but the pain and the constant humiliation. Knowing he was being watched like this, spread out and vulnerable, with zero control over his own body just made everything better, and he couldn't resist glancing to the side to see if Ruki and Aoi were watching.
They definitely looked like they were enjoying themselves, both sporting prominent boners and hungry gazes, and Uruha choked down a moan. The more his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, the more aroused he got, and when Kai took one of his nipples between his fingers, twisting it painfully, he arched forward into the touch as much as he could.
"I don't know why you keep trying to pretend you don't love this, it's not working." Kai pulled the chain tight, until Uruha was forced to resist or risk toppling over, groaning at the pain that blossomed in his chest. "You're enjoying every second of this, aren't you, slut?"
Uruha resisted with the last of his willpower, defiantly turning his head away in a ditch effort to keep his dignity intact, but Kai didn't let him get away with it. He struck Uruha's tight balls with the crop, and he would have fallen to his knees had Reita not wrapped an arm around his stomach to keep him upright. He screamed through the pain, tried to close his legs, twist away, somehow shield his aching crotch, but there was no use. He sobbed when he was hit again, and the third strike did it. Tears spilled down his cheeks, and he tried to curl in on himself, almost knocking Reita over.
A yank on his collar made him straighten up again, and he looked up with wet eyes, shaking and sobbing quietly. Kai's hand was surprisingly gentle when it cupped his cheek, wiping his tears as they fell. "Good boy, such a good painslut." He didn't turn away, just let himself bask in the shame, the pain, and the way Kai was doting on him, both hands on him now, crop gone. "You're so beautiful when you cry, like a properly broken toy."
The taunting praise made Uruha shudder, still panting and letting out the occasional whimper, and he barely realised Ruki had said something before he heard Reita answer. "Of course, let me just get this off first." He turned his head to see Ruki already stripping down, and he realised Reita had referred to the spreader bar, because he unfastened Uruha's ankle cuffs from it and gave his ass a sharp slap. "Go on, go over to him."
Uruha forgot himself and nodded, turning slowly on the spot and stretching his legs, hoping they would stop shaking so he could walk without stumbling. He wasn't fast, but he managed to trot over to the counter Ruki was leaning against, and while it was probably just his imagination, he could have sworn his balls swung with every step he took. Every time he thought he could get used to the pain, it just seemed to flare up again, and he nudged Ruki with his cheek.
"What's the matter?" Ruki raised an eyebrow at him, and Uruha nodded downwards as much as he could, not wanting to risk losing his balance. Ruki took his balls in his hand, and Uruha gasped sharply, thighs quivering. "You want this off?" Uruha neighed, though it came out meek. Ruki slowly tightened his grip, and while Uruha tried to back away, he didn't get far before the pressure on his sac became almost unbearable. "Where do you think you're going?"
He tried to answer, tried to plead with Ruki to please just cut the damn elastic band and free his poor balls, but the tongue port kept the words from forming properly in his mouth, and all he managed was incoherent babbling. Reita's hand on his back nearly made him jump, but he just handed Ruki a bottle of lube, absently petting Uruha's neck. "You can start right off with two fingers."
"Yeah, he looks like he might not even notice them at all, honestly." Ruki grinned, lubing up his fingers, and Uruha didn't resist when he grabbed his leg, raising it enough to be able to reach between his thighs. It was hard balancing on one leg like that, with the boots forcing him to stand on his toes, but Ruki had a pretty sturdy grip, and when two of his fingers slid into his ass without resistance, Uruha was tempted to just lean all his weight on him.
His attention kept swinging back and forth between the searing pain in his crotch and the familiar stretch of penetration, like he couldn't focus on both at the same time. In all fairness, Uruha felt thoroughly overstimulated, almost like those times Reita would use a vibrator on him until he came multiple times in a row. It was that perfect mix between pain and bliss that turned his brain to mush and his legs to jelly, and he didn't even notice Ruki pushing a third finger into him.
"You're such a good boy, aren't you?" The grin in Ruki's tone was obvious, as was the arousal, and Uruha tried to neigh in response. He glanced down when he caught movement out of the corner of his eye, just in time to see Aoi drizzling lube on Ruki's cock, hard and ready for him. And fuck, was Uruha ready, too.
In fact, Ruki didn't need to keep thrusting his fingers for as long as he did, stretching his rim and teasing his insides, and by the time he pulled his fingers back out, Uruha was ready to beg for it. He couldn't, of course, not with the bit gag firmly in place and his tongue pressed down, but he would have tried anyway if Ruki had delayed any longer. Fortunately, Ruki seemed as impatient as he was, because he just turned Uruha around and pulled him back, unfastening the chain connecting his dick piercing from his harness. "This is just gonna get in the way."
He leaned back against the counter behind him, hands settling on Uruha's hips to keep him steady, and after adjusting his legs for better leverage, he pulled him back onto his dick. Uruha tipped his head back and groaned, loving how easily Ruki slid inside, but then Aoi was in front of him, and he barely dared breathe when he noticed what he was holding.
"This is what you want, right?" He held up the cutters in his hand, and Uruha nodded, neighing as well for good measure. He gave Aoi his best attempt at puppy eyes, trying to push his hips forward, but Ruki's hold on him kept him in place. "What do you say, Reita? Do we give him some relief?"
Reita was watching with a grin, proud both of Uruha for how well he was taking it all, and of the others for how they were teasing him. He pretended to think, humming languidly, almost laughing at the desperate look Uruha sent him. "Alright, take it off. I'll let him keep his balls for now, as long as he behaves himself."
Uruha held his breath while Aoi crouched between his feet, not wanting to risk his grip slipping when he was so close to salvation. The band came off with a single snip, falling to the ground, and Uruha moaned, almost sagging back against Ruki. It still hurt, but now it was more of a dull ache, a remnant of the earlier burning pain, and as soon as he caught his breath, Uruha started moving.
"That's it, good boy. Such an eager fucktoy, aren't you?" Ruki used the grip he had on Uruha's hips to help move him, pushing him up and pulling him back down onto his dick. Uruha didn't have it in him to answer, hoping his movements spoke for him, considering how much effort it took with how little leverage he had.
The chain hanging between his legs swung lightly back and forth, and Aoi, having set the cutters down now that he was finished with them, gripped the end of it. He wrapped it around his hand, pulling the length taut, and Uruha gave a broken moan as it tugged on the head of his cock. "It really suits you, you know. You look like a true plaything, with a leash even attached to your dick."
Uruha couldn't remember if he'd even stopped blushing at any point, but Aoi's words rekindled the humiliation that burned hot on his face. And even though Aoi was playfully tugging at the piercing, sending jolts of pain through his body while Ruki's cock thrust deep into him, Uruha was so aroused, all it would take for him to cum at this point was permission.
Yes, he was a plaything, a painslut, all the dirty words they could think to throw at him, and more. His body was aching, sore, and still he worked to rock back against Ruki's thrusts, even though every time he took him to the hilt brought a painful tug on his dick. And when Aoi clipped the end of the chain to the one hanging from his nipples, hooking his finger around it and pulling on all three of his piercings at the same time, Uruha struggled not to break the rules and cum just from the sensations alone.
Ruki's nails tightened on his hips, and fortunately they were done with filming, because Uruha really hoped they would leave bruises. He was pulled back, and he moaned along with Ruki as he came deep inside him, filling him, his harsh breaths hitting his shoulder. Uruha didn't get to rest, as soon as Ruki was finished pumping all his cum into him, he gave him a shove forward, laughing at the way he stumbled. "You've got more work to do."
Kai placed one hand on Uruha's shoulder to steady him. "Reita, a little help?"
"No problem." They manoeuvred him so he was slightly bent over, chin resting on Reita's shoulder, legs spread apart to fit Kai between them, and he wasted no time sinking into Uruha's waiting ass. He rested one hand on Uruha's hip, the other still on his shoulder, and started thrusting, snapping his hips hard.
Uruha moaned softly, horny and aching, but he knew he would have to wait until everyone else was done before Reita would let him cum, so he didn't mind the lack of stimulation to his dick. He probably would have been touching himself if his hands weren't securely fastened to the collar, but he liked it this way, too.
Reita whispered words of praise in his ear, hands holding Uruha's torso to keep him up, lips brushing the lobe. He nipped at one of the piercings there, and Uruha moaned shakily, in turn clenching around Kai. "It's clear how much you love this, everything from the pain to the humiliation. You know everyone can see how much of a slut you are right now, taking one cock after another and moaning like you can't get enough?"
He just moaned in response, almost wishing he could see himself right then, see just what Reita was talking about. What he could see from his position was Aoi kicking off his boxers, pulling out his dick to stroke himself, and the look in his eyes told Uruha everything he needed to know about how debauched he must have seemed in that moment.
He was fucked hard for a good minute, and he almost gagged from the way the tongue port pushed back against his mouth, but then Kai was filling him, cock pulsing inside him, and it didn't matter. He barely got to savour it before he was pushed off again, feeling horribly, disappointingly empty for the few moments it took for Aoi to shove him against the nearest wall and bury his cock inside him.
It was hardly comfortable. The wall was hard, his feet were starting to ache in the tight latex boots, but Aoi's cock hit his prostate every time he pushed in, and Uruha rested his forehead against the wall carefully. He even sounded like a slut, he thought to himself, between the nearly sloppy sounds of Aoi sliding into him over and over and his broken record moans, but he couldn't bring himself to shut up, as embarrassed as he was.
The head of his dick brushed the wall, the piercing bumping against it with a sudden throb of pain, and he arched his back to keep it from happening again. The change in position made Aoi sink deeper inside him, and he groaned against his back, rubbing his hands over Uruha's thighs. His breath hit his neck, and soon Aoi's face rested against it, parted lips brushing his skin as he bucked his hips into him.
He stilled inside him, pulling Uruha's hips back to make sure he reached as deep as possible, and Uruha moaned at the feeling of being filled again. Aoi stayed for a while, rubbing his thighs and kissing his spine, and when he pulled out of him and helped him straighten up again, Uruha missed the touch. "Go on, go to your master."
He turned around to see Reita standing next to a padded table, having stripped down as well, and just the sight of his hard dick made Uruha's heart flutter. He was glad his depravity was pleasing to him, because he really loved being ruined like this, and when Reita waved him closer and he started slowly walking, cum dripped out of his gaping hole.
It almost tickled when it ran down his thighs, thick streaks of pearly white betraying just how much of a slut he really was, and he couldn't seem to get his vision to focus, truly fucked out in just about every definition of the word at this point. Reita gripped his hair and bent him over, the latex squeaking beneath him, but it was drowned out by his pained cry from the pain of his nipples hitting the unyielding surface.
Reita tipped his head back with the hold on his hair, and Uruha gagged again, eyes watering, though it quickly turned into a moan when fingers pushed into him. Reita spread him open, watched as cum oozed out between his fingers, thrusting them slowly for a moment while he admired the view. "I don't even need lube at this point, do I?"
Uruha tried shaking his head, only resulting in tugging on his scalp, the leather straps around his face seeming tighter somehow. Reita hummed, pleased, and there was a tinge of pride in his voice that made Uruha shudder with lust. Then the fingers left his ass, replaced by a hard cock, and Uruha barely had the presence of mind to whimper when Reita's hand closed around his sore balls, squeezing hard. "Cum for me."
He obeyed without a second thought, tightening around Reita and sobbing unintelligibly, finally letting go after what felt like an eternity of relentless teasing. He spattered the floor with his cum, and while he rode the waves of his orgasm, Reita started fucking him, not even bothering to build up his pace gradually like he normally did.
Uruha's ass was so wet, warm, and his muscles were clenching around him, as though trying to milk his cock, greedy for more even though he was already filled to the brim with cum. Breathlessly, Reita managed to groan out a single word, though it was enough to make Uruha shudder beneath him. "Slut."
His neck was starting to hurt with how he had to crane it to keep Reita from ripping out his hair, and every spark of pain brought a twinge of lust, though Uruha couldn't have gotten hard again if he tried. He just appreciated the constant pleasure of Reita pounding into him, the distant ache of his balls, his sore nipples rubbing against the surface every time his body rocked forward, and how utterly used he felt in that moment.
Reita gripped his waist, jerking his hips frantically as he came with a final groan, spilling into Uruha and adding to his growing shame. He didn't pull out right away, however, and Uruha was honestly grateful to have him there a while longer, gasping when Reita pulled the gag free from his head along with the bridle. "You okay down there?"
"Yeah." He cleared his throat, rolled his stiff jaw, and when he rested his cheek on the bench, he was met with the caring gazes of the others. He managed a tired smile. "Better than okay, but in need of a shower, a warm meal, and maybe a leg massage."
Reita kissed between his shoulderblades, working on the buckles of his harness, nothing but love and affection in his touches as he gently soothed Uruha's tired muscles. "Anything you want, love."
"Oh, that, I've already got."
Chapter: Part 6 of Shapes
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: the GazettE/Uruha gangbang, Reita/Uruha
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Anal sex, barebacking, gangbang, BDSM, pony play, bondage, gags, painplay, impact play, CBT, elastration, fear play, edgeplay, humiliation, exhibitionism, piercings, dacryphilia
Summary: Uruha decides to let his new piercings be a surprise to see how the rest of the band will react. They turn out to be more than enthusiastic about them.
Disclaimer: I don't own the GazettE
Word count: ~6,200
Comment: For N9, who requested a follow up to New Marks featuring all the members.
(For info on how to commission me yourself, please refer to this post)
By the time they were all gathered together as a band again in a setting where shirts were coming off, Uruha's piercings had all healed up nicely. He'd decided not to say anything to the others after all, wanting to enjoy the moment they found out and the looks on their faces, so none of them had any idea he'd gotten some new accessories since last time they saw him. On the way to the shooting, they'd all been too focused on work to notice, even if someone had happened to glance his way. He and Reita had exchanged knowing grins, before they got swept up in it as well, forgetting all about piercings and exhibitionism for the evening.
It wasn't until they were all done, stripping off the costumes in the dressing room together, that Aoi realised something was different. Uruha noticed his stare immediately, though he would never admit to secretly hoping for it, and he shot Aoi a grin, unhurriedly reaching for his shirt. He was pleased when Aoi grabbed his arm, stopping him from pulling it on, wetting his lips with his tongue. "Are those new?"
Uruha tried to keep his face neutral, though he knew it was a losing battle. He was too smug to properly conceal it. "No, had them for years, you never noticed?"
"Thought sarcasm was my job." Aoi wasn't even looking at his face, just studying his chest and the piercings adorning it. "And no, I would have known. You got these recently, huh?"
"How sure are you about that?"
"Well, let's go get a second opinion." Aoi snatched Uruha's shirt out of his hands, using his grip on his arm to drag him over to Kai. Ruki wasn't there yet, he'd probably stopped by the bathroom on his way, but Reita had caught on to what was going on, and he just watched with a knowing grin as Aoi tapped Kai's shoulder. "Hey, check this out."
Kai turned around, his confused look quickly melting into one of surprise and appreciation when his eyes landed on Uruha's nipples. "Whoa. That's new."
Aoi nodded eagerly. "That's what I said, but he insisted on being coy about it."
Kai's hand was halfway to Uruha's chest before he seemed to realise, and he stopped himself, looking up to meet his eyes. "Uh, can I touch?"
"Hey, Reita?" Uruha bit his lip to keep from grinning, turning in time to see Reita coming to join them. "Can they touch?"
"As long as you're okay with it, sure."
"Go ahead."
He barely got the words out before both Kai and Aoi were poking his nipples, and he struggled not to laugh, partly because their awkward touches were tickling him, partly because of the concentrated looks on their faces while they did it. He was going to say more when the door opened and Ruki walked in, a tired look on his face, brows furrowing when he noticed the others all huddled together in a corner. "The hell did I miss?"
"Ruki, you're just in time." Aoi shot him an excited grin, flicking Uruha's nipple pointedly. "Check these out!"
Ruki blinked, studying Uruha's chest with wide eyes, peeling off his jacket on the way over to join them. "When did you get those?"
"Some months ago."
"Quite a move at your age when it's been about two decades since the last time you got pierced. What prompted it?"
"I need a reason, now?" Uruha shrugged, sensing four pairs of eyes digging into him. "I like them, and I wanted Reita to pierce me."
"Hang on, Reita did these?" Kai looked between Reita and Uruha's chest, disbelief evident in his tone. "But they look so even."
Reita laughed. "Wow, thanks for having faith in me."
"You know what I mean. It must be two decades since you last pierced someone, too."
"Yeah, but I did proper research this time, and bought actual piercing equipment. I wasn't gonna half-ass it and risk Uruha's dick in the process."
Uruha could practically hear the gears turning in the other members' heads, and he swallowed a laugh, taking his shirt back from Aoi while he was momentarily stunned. "I think you found a way to render them speechless, Reita."
"Did you really?" Aoi trailed off, staring down at Uruha's crotch, as though he could see through his jeans. Ruki laughed from beside him, placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Just reach in and feel for yourself."
"Or you can all come to our place and find out, tomorrow, when we've slept," Uruha said, stifling a yawn, They'd been working for ages, and as much as he appreciated the playful teasing, he'd appreciate it even more back at his and Reita's place, with proper equipment and complete privacy. "If that's alright?"
The others looked up at Reita, who nodded and reached for his shirt. "Our place, sometime after lunch. We'll text you when we're up."
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They'd discussed everything that needed to be discussed when Kai cleared his throat, gesturing vaguely at Uruha's lap. "So, I have to admit, I'm really curious to see what it looks like."
"Ah, that." Uruha laughed, uncrossing his legs, loving the way four pairs of eyes drifted to his crotch. "Reita locked me in a chastity cage this morning. Something about not ruining my appetite before the main course, though I suspect he just wanted an excuse to do it. You'll have to ask him for the key."
"If you guys are ready, we can go to the playroom, get everything set up." Reita got up from the couch, gesturing to the door. "You know, the room with soundproofing, no windows, a variety of toys."
Uruha grinned up at Reita, slowly moving to follow him. "Oh, someone's eager. What's the matter, nobody got you a chastity cage?"
"Your brattiness is going to get you in trouble if you keep it up."
"Yeah, what are you going to do about it, Sir?" Uruha caught up, gripping Reita's arm and leaning closer, one eyebrow raised. "Gag me?"
"If everyone else is on board with it, yep." Reita cast a glance over his shoulder, getting three nods in return. "The vote is unanimous."
"Best get to it, then, Sir." Uruha's face bore a look of nonchalance, as though the notion barely affected him, but Reita knew it was all pretence. Uruha wanted it, and he was more than willing to provide.
"You strip down in the meantime, I'll get the tack."
Uruha was about to reach for his shirt when his hands were swatted away, Ruki coming in front of him and gripping the hem. "Oh no, allow me. I barely got a good look last night." Uruha nodded, and Ruki slowly slid his shirt up, absently licking his lips when he got to his nipples. "They're really pretty."
Uruha chuckled to distract from his cheeks warming up, grateful when Ruki nudged him to raise his arms so he could remove the shirt completely. "Thanks."
"Yeah, seriously." Aoi was the last to enter, and he closed the door behind himself, ogling Uruha shamelessly now that he was certain nobody was going to interrupt them. "Though how are we supposed to keep our hands off you from now on?"
"Who says we have to?" Ruki tossed Uruha's shirt to Kai, who set it on an empty counter near the door. Now that his hands were free, Ruki ran them up Uruha's torso, cupping his chest, fingers so close to their destination, but halting there. "He enjoys being teased, isn't that right, Uruha?"
Uruha didn't manage more than a nod, checking to see why Reita was taking so long with that damn gag. He needed it, now, before Ruki demanded a verbal answer from him. Having looked away, he wasn't prepared for fingers tapping his piercings, making the jewellery shift inside his body, and he recoiled reflexively.
Ruki looked pleased with himself, hooking two fingers in Uruha's leather collar and pulling him closer, his other hand brushing a nipple. "Is that why you got them?"
Reita returned too late, and Uruha almost pouted, but now that the question had be asked, he figured he should probably answer. He bit his lip, staring at the wall as he worked up the courage to answer. "In part. 'Enjoy the attention, like feeling objectified, but also love being pierced. Maybe 'cause Reita's been the one to do it, but it's intimate, and painful."
Fingers dug into his nipple, tugging hard, while the grip on his collar kept him from pulling away this time. "So even having a needle stabbed through your skin isn't too much pain for you to enjoy it, good to know."
"You guys haven't even gotten his pants off?" Reita shook his head, but he had to grin at how flustered Uruha looked already, nipple trapped between Ruki's fingers as he clearly fought against a more blatant reaction.
"We got distracted, he's fun to tease." Ruki abruptly let go of Uruha, reaching for his pants instead, working to get them off.
"Help me out here." Reita handed the hoof boots to Kai and the harness to Aoi, busying himself with attaching a bit gag with a tongue port to Uruha's bridle. With the mood Uruha was in, it couldn't hurt to take precautions, and not only did a tongue port prevent him from messing with the gag, it would make it impossible to speak even if he tried.
Ruki got Uruha out of the rest of his clothes, leaving only his collar and the chastity cage locked around his dick, and Ruki lifted it up so he could study it. "Hey, Reita, mind handing over the key? I didn't know I could feel cockblocked without being the one wearing the cage, but I have to admit, I want this thing off him, right now."
Reita laughed, taking the key from around his neck and tossing it to him. "I had to do it, or else he would have tired himself out before you even got here."
Even with the four of them, it took a while to get Uruha ready. It didn't help that Reita switched Uruha's Prince Albert from the locking mechanism that came with the custom ordered chastity cage to a standard ball closure ring, unintentionally distracting everyone, even though Uruha did his best to muffle his sounds. He was relieved when the bridle was locked in place, bit gag settling between his lips and pressing his tongue down, promising reprieve from having to speak, at least for a while.
They'd selected a simple harness this time, one that didn't distract from Uruha's chest too much, but still allowed for locking his elbows together behind his back, and when the cuffs around his wrists were chained to his collar, Uruha could no longer move his arms. With the last of the straps tightened, he took a step forward to test the mobility, and the low clop of his hoof boot against the floor signified the final piece falling into place.
"There, is that better?" Reita had chosen a bridle without blinders for the evening, and Uruha could see his smug grin even though he was standing a bit to the side, but there was nothing he could do to retaliate. Then again, Reita was right, he did feel better, he just felt like talking back out of habit.
"He's missing reins, isn't he?" Aoi asked, looking around to see if Reita had prepared any.
"Oh no, I've got something better than reins for you to try today." Reita grinned, pulling two long chains out of his pocket, holding them up so everyone could see. "Guess where these go?"
Ruki seemed to catch on first, matching Reita's grin as he turned his gaze to Uruha. "I see you finally figured out how to keep him from tugging on his reins, huh?"
"Oh no, he still tugs. But it's so much more fun now." Reita handed one chain to Aoi since he'd asked, tilting his head towards Uruha. "Go on, see for yourself."
Uruha could only watch while Aoi advanced on him, looking almost like he was going to devour him, and the blatant desire made Uruha's stomach flutter. He fastened each end of the chain to his nipples, and even though it didn't weigh much, just the slight pull on the piercings was enough to make him restless. He stepped back, pleased that Aoi kept a hold on the chain, which tightened enough to pull on his chest in a delicious burst of pain.
He neighed to disguise a moan, tossing his head back and fixing Aoi with a challenging stare, and was rewarded with a gentle tug. "You're right, Reita, this is fun. But what's the second one for?"
"Let me show you." Reita crouched down next to Uruha, and in a swift movement, he clipped one end of the chain to his dick piercing, leading the other between his thighs, fastening it to the back of his harness. Uruha steeled himself for what he knew came next, though he didn't move until Reita applied pressure on the chain, pulling his dick back. Walking backwards in hoof boots was a challenge, but Reita didn't let up, and he had to move before the pain became too much. He staggered back with a few audible clops before Reita let go, patting his hip, pleased. "That's the reverse."
"I love it." Aoi ran his free hand across Uruha's chest, keeping him in place while he tightened the chain, tugging on his nipples until he couldn't help but whimper. "Seems like you enjoy it, pony."
Gagged as he was, he had no way to deny it, and he snapped his head up when he heard Ruki chuckle. "Seems like you're quite the painslut. Wanna show us how much?" Ruki had that devious glint in his eye that meant nothing but trouble, but he'd agreed to this earlier, so he couldn't blame it entirely on him when he grabbed a spreader bar off one of their shelves. "Spread your hooves, now."
When he didn't obey right away, Reita gave a harsh tug on his dick, and he cursed that damned ring despite how much he loved it. He shuffled his feet apart, staring straight ahead while his ankle cuffs were fastened to the bar, keeping him spread open like that, vulnerable. He enjoyed the feeling while he could, tried not to pay attention to what was going on behind him, blocking out the noise.
"Hold him still." Ruki and Kai grabbed one arm each, while Aoi stayed in front, and Uruha felt boxed in, both safe in their hands, but also defenceless. Drool was dripping from his mouth by now, the tongue port making it hard to swallow, and he breathed in deep. He sent Aoi a pleading look, but he just shushed him, cupping Uruha's cheek gently.
"It'll be okay," he said, just as something brushed the inside of Uruha's thigh, and he recoiled automatically, but the hands on him tightened. "Just stay still."
Easy for him to say, Uruha thought to himself, when Reita gripped his balls, resting them on something hard and cold that he recognised only because of the intense pain he associated with it. He couldn't struggle too much without losing his balance, but he could certainly try, and he gave Kai and Ruki quite the workout by trying to squirm out of their hold. Aoi gripped his collar, catching his gaze in his own, and Uruha answered his chiding look with a snort.
When Reita actually started pushing his scrotum through the elastrator, Uruha stopped moving. If there was one thing he didn't want to risk, it was Reita losing his grip on the pliers while one of his testicles was caught in them, and he only dared take shallow breaths while he worked. He was kind of glad he couldn't see what was going on, he was sure the sight of his balls going through the tight rubber ring was horror material, and not in a good way.
All the pushing and pulling and pinching on his sac was bad enough, but when he realised Reita had gotten both his testicles through the ring, he tensed up in anticipation. Slowly, the pliers closed around him, bringing increasing pressure and sharp pain as the prongs dug into his skin. And just when he thought they couldn't possibly get any tighter, Reita rolled the elastrator band up and off the pliers, and it tightened around his sac to the point where he screamed.
"Whoa, easy, pony." Reita's hand on his back did nothing to soothe him, and he would have kicked him if it hadn't been for the spreader bar. His knees almost buckled, tears stung at his eyes, and to his great shame, the excruciating pain in his groin excited him.
Aoi apparently decided to rub it in, grinning up at him. "Damn. Didn't think it was possible to like that."
Uruha glared sharply, but then the chain connected to his dick tightened, and he tipped his head back and whimpered. As if his junk wasn't hurting enough, the tug on his still relatively fresh piercing made the pain flare up, spreading throughout his body. "He's not only a dirty boy who loves having his balls toyed with, he's also a huge slut for pain, isn't that right?"
Yet again, he wished he could kick Reita, even though everything he said was true. Agreeing would be far too humiliating, however, and he refused to even acknowledge him, just concentrating on staying upright even though his body wanted to curl up in a ball. A flick to his balls got his attention, and he cried out against the gag. "What, embarrassed to admit it? You know, if you're a good pony, I'll cut it off you before it's too late, but if you continue to be a brat, I'll just leave it on."
Even in his current headspace, Uruha realised the repercussions of that. The longer the band stayed on his balls, the higher the risk of permanent damage. Sure, Reita had threatened him with it before, and sure, his balls were still connected to his body, but there was still an element of fear present every time. What if today was the day he went through with it? The possibility probably shouldn't be turning Uruha on as much as it was.
He hadn't even noticed Kai leaving his side until a sharp smack made him search for the source of the sound, and he shuddered at the sight of the riding crop in his hand. He tapped the tip against his palm lightly, winking at Uruha before signaling for Aoi to move out of the way. Ruki stepped back as well, but Reita stayed behind him, one hand on his back, probably in case he lost his balance. It was quite far to the floor, and with his legs spread and his arms immobilised, he stood no chance if he stumbled.
Kai trailed the crop along the outside of his thigh, over his hip, and with a flick of his wrist, struck Uruha's ass. Even though he hadn't put much force behind it, Uruha was already shuddering just from how badly his balls ached, and the fresh flare of pain made him groan. "You heard your master, you should probably be good for us." The smug tone of his voice made Uruha want to do the exact opposite, but then the crop trailed up his chest, and he forgot all about being a brat.
The stiff leather brushed his nipple, and the chain hanging from it caused the gentlest of vibrations to pass through his body. It almost tickled, but before the feeling lingered, Kai followed up with a swing of the crop, hitting hard enough to make Uruha cry out. "I didn't quite hear you."
The crop bit into his skin again, and Uruha realised his resolve would crumble before long. It was already so hard to focus with the constant aching of his balls, and every time Kai struck him, he felt like his mind was going numb, the world reduced to nothing but the pain and the constant humiliation. Knowing he was being watched like this, spread out and vulnerable, with zero control over his own body just made everything better, and he couldn't resist glancing to the side to see if Ruki and Aoi were watching.
They definitely looked like they were enjoying themselves, both sporting prominent boners and hungry gazes, and Uruha choked down a moan. The more his cheeks flushed with embarrassment, the more aroused he got, and when Kai took one of his nipples between his fingers, twisting it painfully, he arched forward into the touch as much as he could.
"I don't know why you keep trying to pretend you don't love this, it's not working." Kai pulled the chain tight, until Uruha was forced to resist or risk toppling over, groaning at the pain that blossomed in his chest. "You're enjoying every second of this, aren't you, slut?"
Uruha resisted with the last of his willpower, defiantly turning his head away in a ditch effort to keep his dignity intact, but Kai didn't let him get away with it. He struck Uruha's tight balls with the crop, and he would have fallen to his knees had Reita not wrapped an arm around his stomach to keep him upright. He screamed through the pain, tried to close his legs, twist away, somehow shield his aching crotch, but there was no use. He sobbed when he was hit again, and the third strike did it. Tears spilled down his cheeks, and he tried to curl in on himself, almost knocking Reita over.
A yank on his collar made him straighten up again, and he looked up with wet eyes, shaking and sobbing quietly. Kai's hand was surprisingly gentle when it cupped his cheek, wiping his tears as they fell. "Good boy, such a good painslut." He didn't turn away, just let himself bask in the shame, the pain, and the way Kai was doting on him, both hands on him now, crop gone. "You're so beautiful when you cry, like a properly broken toy."
The taunting praise made Uruha shudder, still panting and letting out the occasional whimper, and he barely realised Ruki had said something before he heard Reita answer. "Of course, let me just get this off first." He turned his head to see Ruki already stripping down, and he realised Reita had referred to the spreader bar, because he unfastened Uruha's ankle cuffs from it and gave his ass a sharp slap. "Go on, go over to him."
Uruha forgot himself and nodded, turning slowly on the spot and stretching his legs, hoping they would stop shaking so he could walk without stumbling. He wasn't fast, but he managed to trot over to the counter Ruki was leaning against, and while it was probably just his imagination, he could have sworn his balls swung with every step he took. Every time he thought he could get used to the pain, it just seemed to flare up again, and he nudged Ruki with his cheek.
"What's the matter?" Ruki raised an eyebrow at him, and Uruha nodded downwards as much as he could, not wanting to risk losing his balance. Ruki took his balls in his hand, and Uruha gasped sharply, thighs quivering. "You want this off?" Uruha neighed, though it came out meek. Ruki slowly tightened his grip, and while Uruha tried to back away, he didn't get far before the pressure on his sac became almost unbearable. "Where do you think you're going?"
He tried to answer, tried to plead with Ruki to please just cut the damn elastic band and free his poor balls, but the tongue port kept the words from forming properly in his mouth, and all he managed was incoherent babbling. Reita's hand on his back nearly made him jump, but he just handed Ruki a bottle of lube, absently petting Uruha's neck. "You can start right off with two fingers."
"Yeah, he looks like he might not even notice them at all, honestly." Ruki grinned, lubing up his fingers, and Uruha didn't resist when he grabbed his leg, raising it enough to be able to reach between his thighs. It was hard balancing on one leg like that, with the boots forcing him to stand on his toes, but Ruki had a pretty sturdy grip, and when two of his fingers slid into his ass without resistance, Uruha was tempted to just lean all his weight on him.
His attention kept swinging back and forth between the searing pain in his crotch and the familiar stretch of penetration, like he couldn't focus on both at the same time. In all fairness, Uruha felt thoroughly overstimulated, almost like those times Reita would use a vibrator on him until he came multiple times in a row. It was that perfect mix between pain and bliss that turned his brain to mush and his legs to jelly, and he didn't even notice Ruki pushing a third finger into him.
"You're such a good boy, aren't you?" The grin in Ruki's tone was obvious, as was the arousal, and Uruha tried to neigh in response. He glanced down when he caught movement out of the corner of his eye, just in time to see Aoi drizzling lube on Ruki's cock, hard and ready for him. And fuck, was Uruha ready, too.
In fact, Ruki didn't need to keep thrusting his fingers for as long as he did, stretching his rim and teasing his insides, and by the time he pulled his fingers back out, Uruha was ready to beg for it. He couldn't, of course, not with the bit gag firmly in place and his tongue pressed down, but he would have tried anyway if Ruki had delayed any longer. Fortunately, Ruki seemed as impatient as he was, because he just turned Uruha around and pulled him back, unfastening the chain connecting his dick piercing from his harness. "This is just gonna get in the way."
He leaned back against the counter behind him, hands settling on Uruha's hips to keep him steady, and after adjusting his legs for better leverage, he pulled him back onto his dick. Uruha tipped his head back and groaned, loving how easily Ruki slid inside, but then Aoi was in front of him, and he barely dared breathe when he noticed what he was holding.
"This is what you want, right?" He held up the cutters in his hand, and Uruha nodded, neighing as well for good measure. He gave Aoi his best attempt at puppy eyes, trying to push his hips forward, but Ruki's hold on him kept him in place. "What do you say, Reita? Do we give him some relief?"
Reita was watching with a grin, proud both of Uruha for how well he was taking it all, and of the others for how they were teasing him. He pretended to think, humming languidly, almost laughing at the desperate look Uruha sent him. "Alright, take it off. I'll let him keep his balls for now, as long as he behaves himself."
Uruha held his breath while Aoi crouched between his feet, not wanting to risk his grip slipping when he was so close to salvation. The band came off with a single snip, falling to the ground, and Uruha moaned, almost sagging back against Ruki. It still hurt, but now it was more of a dull ache, a remnant of the earlier burning pain, and as soon as he caught his breath, Uruha started moving.
"That's it, good boy. Such an eager fucktoy, aren't you?" Ruki used the grip he had on Uruha's hips to help move him, pushing him up and pulling him back down onto his dick. Uruha didn't have it in him to answer, hoping his movements spoke for him, considering how much effort it took with how little leverage he had.
The chain hanging between his legs swung lightly back and forth, and Aoi, having set the cutters down now that he was finished with them, gripped the end of it. He wrapped it around his hand, pulling the length taut, and Uruha gave a broken moan as it tugged on the head of his cock. "It really suits you, you know. You look like a true plaything, with a leash even attached to your dick."
Uruha couldn't remember if he'd even stopped blushing at any point, but Aoi's words rekindled the humiliation that burned hot on his face. And even though Aoi was playfully tugging at the piercing, sending jolts of pain through his body while Ruki's cock thrust deep into him, Uruha was so aroused, all it would take for him to cum at this point was permission.
Yes, he was a plaything, a painslut, all the dirty words they could think to throw at him, and more. His body was aching, sore, and still he worked to rock back against Ruki's thrusts, even though every time he took him to the hilt brought a painful tug on his dick. And when Aoi clipped the end of the chain to the one hanging from his nipples, hooking his finger around it and pulling on all three of his piercings at the same time, Uruha struggled not to break the rules and cum just from the sensations alone.
Ruki's nails tightened on his hips, and fortunately they were done with filming, because Uruha really hoped they would leave bruises. He was pulled back, and he moaned along with Ruki as he came deep inside him, filling him, his harsh breaths hitting his shoulder. Uruha didn't get to rest, as soon as Ruki was finished pumping all his cum into him, he gave him a shove forward, laughing at the way he stumbled. "You've got more work to do."
Kai placed one hand on Uruha's shoulder to steady him. "Reita, a little help?"
"No problem." They manoeuvred him so he was slightly bent over, chin resting on Reita's shoulder, legs spread apart to fit Kai between them, and he wasted no time sinking into Uruha's waiting ass. He rested one hand on Uruha's hip, the other still on his shoulder, and started thrusting, snapping his hips hard.
Uruha moaned softly, horny and aching, but he knew he would have to wait until everyone else was done before Reita would let him cum, so he didn't mind the lack of stimulation to his dick. He probably would have been touching himself if his hands weren't securely fastened to the collar, but he liked it this way, too.
Reita whispered words of praise in his ear, hands holding Uruha's torso to keep him up, lips brushing the lobe. He nipped at one of the piercings there, and Uruha moaned shakily, in turn clenching around Kai. "It's clear how much you love this, everything from the pain to the humiliation. You know everyone can see how much of a slut you are right now, taking one cock after another and moaning like you can't get enough?"
He just moaned in response, almost wishing he could see himself right then, see just what Reita was talking about. What he could see from his position was Aoi kicking off his boxers, pulling out his dick to stroke himself, and the look in his eyes told Uruha everything he needed to know about how debauched he must have seemed in that moment.
He was fucked hard for a good minute, and he almost gagged from the way the tongue port pushed back against his mouth, but then Kai was filling him, cock pulsing inside him, and it didn't matter. He barely got to savour it before he was pushed off again, feeling horribly, disappointingly empty for the few moments it took for Aoi to shove him against the nearest wall and bury his cock inside him.
It was hardly comfortable. The wall was hard, his feet were starting to ache in the tight latex boots, but Aoi's cock hit his prostate every time he pushed in, and Uruha rested his forehead against the wall carefully. He even sounded like a slut, he thought to himself, between the nearly sloppy sounds of Aoi sliding into him over and over and his broken record moans, but he couldn't bring himself to shut up, as embarrassed as he was.
The head of his dick brushed the wall, the piercing bumping against it with a sudden throb of pain, and he arched his back to keep it from happening again. The change in position made Aoi sink deeper inside him, and he groaned against his back, rubbing his hands over Uruha's thighs. His breath hit his neck, and soon Aoi's face rested against it, parted lips brushing his skin as he bucked his hips into him.
He stilled inside him, pulling Uruha's hips back to make sure he reached as deep as possible, and Uruha moaned at the feeling of being filled again. Aoi stayed for a while, rubbing his thighs and kissing his spine, and when he pulled out of him and helped him straighten up again, Uruha missed the touch. "Go on, go to your master."
He turned around to see Reita standing next to a padded table, having stripped down as well, and just the sight of his hard dick made Uruha's heart flutter. He was glad his depravity was pleasing to him, because he really loved being ruined like this, and when Reita waved him closer and he started slowly walking, cum dripped out of his gaping hole.
It almost tickled when it ran down his thighs, thick streaks of pearly white betraying just how much of a slut he really was, and he couldn't seem to get his vision to focus, truly fucked out in just about every definition of the word at this point. Reita gripped his hair and bent him over, the latex squeaking beneath him, but it was drowned out by his pained cry from the pain of his nipples hitting the unyielding surface.
Reita tipped his head back with the hold on his hair, and Uruha gagged again, eyes watering, though it quickly turned into a moan when fingers pushed into him. Reita spread him open, watched as cum oozed out between his fingers, thrusting them slowly for a moment while he admired the view. "I don't even need lube at this point, do I?"
Uruha tried shaking his head, only resulting in tugging on his scalp, the leather straps around his face seeming tighter somehow. Reita hummed, pleased, and there was a tinge of pride in his voice that made Uruha shudder with lust. Then the fingers left his ass, replaced by a hard cock, and Uruha barely had the presence of mind to whimper when Reita's hand closed around his sore balls, squeezing hard. "Cum for me."
He obeyed without a second thought, tightening around Reita and sobbing unintelligibly, finally letting go after what felt like an eternity of relentless teasing. He spattered the floor with his cum, and while he rode the waves of his orgasm, Reita started fucking him, not even bothering to build up his pace gradually like he normally did.
Uruha's ass was so wet, warm, and his muscles were clenching around him, as though trying to milk his cock, greedy for more even though he was already filled to the brim with cum. Breathlessly, Reita managed to groan out a single word, though it was enough to make Uruha shudder beneath him. "Slut."
His neck was starting to hurt with how he had to crane it to keep Reita from ripping out his hair, and every spark of pain brought a twinge of lust, though Uruha couldn't have gotten hard again if he tried. He just appreciated the constant pleasure of Reita pounding into him, the distant ache of his balls, his sore nipples rubbing against the surface every time his body rocked forward, and how utterly used he felt in that moment.
Reita gripped his waist, jerking his hips frantically as he came with a final groan, spilling into Uruha and adding to his growing shame. He didn't pull out right away, however, and Uruha was honestly grateful to have him there a while longer, gasping when Reita pulled the gag free from his head along with the bridle. "You okay down there?"
"Yeah." He cleared his throat, rolled his stiff jaw, and when he rested his cheek on the bench, he was met with the caring gazes of the others. He managed a tired smile. "Better than okay, but in need of a shower, a warm meal, and maybe a leg massage."
Reita kissed between his shoulderblades, working on the buckles of his harness, nothing but love and affection in his touches as he gently soothed Uruha's tired muscles. "Anything you want, love."
"Oh, that, I've already got."