Louis-
Harry was pinned to the couch underneath me, whining and squirming none stop as my hands never left his body. I had him right where I wanted him, stuck. He couldn't move away from me unless I let him. Not with his wrists trapped against the couch cushion by my hands.
"Please do something," he whimpered, trying to wiggle his way out of my grip. "Please."
"Nope, I'm gonna stay right here and watch you get all hot and flustered whilst you beg for me to do something. What are you gonna do about it?"
"Nothing, Sir, I can't do anything about it because I'm not in charge." he whimpered, rolling his hips against mine.
"Exactly. Now be a good boy and let me mark my property." I tug his head back and start kissing up his neck. He moans as I find his sweet spot, and let his now free hand grab my hair. "I said to be a good boy, baby. That's not very nice of you, pulling my hair like that. Now I might just tease you all night as a punishment for misbehaving." I tease, and he shakes his head.
"No, no Sir, please don't. I'll be a good boy I promise."
"Oh, but why wouldn't I tease my pretty little slut and his sensitive little body? Especially now he's starting to misbehave. My pretty little princess." he whines and tries to keep still, struggling as I start to kiss him again. My fingers trail up and down his thigh, inching closer to his underwear every time I went back up.
"I can prove I can be good. Please don't tease me anymore," I grin at his desperation, tugging at the waistband of his boxers and letting the elastic snap back against his snap.
"Shut up, then. You're not proving anything with all of this whiny begging." he nods and closes his eyes when I start to roll my hips against his. "Don't look away, whore."
Liam walked in behind me and chuckled.
"What did I walk in on, babe?" he whispers, lightly tugging my hair and kissing my cheek. I bite my lip and take a breath to keep my cool.
"Harry's trying to beg me not to tease him all night, but won't give me a valid reason why I shouldn't," he tugs harder at my hair, forcing me to look up at him as he slapped my face.
"I don't think I heard you right."
"Can't give me a valid reason why I shouldn't tease him, Sir."
After a while, he finally let go of my hair so that he could sit and watch us. When he did, I could focus again, and I saw that Harry had squeezed his eyes shut again. I grabbed his face and made him look up at me.
"Please do something, Sir. Please." Liam chuckled and unbuttoned his shirt as he watched, trailing a hand down his stomach. I gulped and stopped looking before I got too distracted.
"Keep your eyes open, slut."
"I can't," he whines, and Liam pushes me back enough so that he could climb over me. He tugged Harry to lay on him, pulling up his arms and holding him still so that he couldn't try and stop me from teasing.
I started with kissing his thigh, kissing his hard-on through the material of his boxers. He whimpered and whined, leaning up when Liam started kissing his neck. Exactly where I had been before. It was clear he didn't know who he wanted more.
"Close your eyes one more time, and it stops," Liam finally says, rolling his eyes when Harry continues to ramble. He didn't hesitate to shove his fingers into his mouth, muffling any noise. "I said open your eyes, not ramble about how much of a pathetic little whore you are."
Harry continued to squirm underneath me, panting and moaning as Liam softly ran his fingers down his stomach. Soon though, Liam moved and ran his hand down my back, raising his hand and letting it fall with a harsh smack. I let him do his thing and lifted Harry's leg. His underwear had long since disappeared, and when he whispered a quiet 'finally' I laughed. It wasn't as though I was doing much more than spanking his ass, but he'd always been a whore for being spanked.
"Get two fingers in him, rile him up enough for the boys to get off to." he whispered in my ear. I nod and grind back against Liam's bare cock, smiling when he grabbed my throat and moaned. "Don't stop. You can do both."
"Looks like I have two desperate boys on my hands, huh Haz?" I grin when Liam tightens his grip a little, pressing two fingers against Harry's rim.
"Put them in, please put them in. Please Sir," the door opened, and Harry moaned as I quickly found and settled at a rhythm he liked.
"Zayn's on his way back," Niall whispered, undressing and settling on his knees next to us.
"Fill Haz's mouth, needs to learn to shut up. Don't you think?" he nods and sat in front of Harry's face, pulling his hair and guiding his head down. "He's not gonna complain, just gonna do as he's told like a good whore."
"Sir please spank me," Niall whispered, gasping and letting his head fall back. "I broke a rule today. So dirty of me, all I could think of was you all using my body however you wanted. Tying me up, over your knee, using me. I had to hide in the bathroom for so long. I was so dirty, at work too. I couldn't help it, I'm sorry Sir. I know I deserve to be punished."
"Bend over," I gulped for him, but he didn't seem to care and carried on. "Bend over, Niall. Don't make me ask again."
He pushed Harry's head to the side a little, bending over the couch and giggling.
