NSFW DJCom Fics

Bondage Again

His wrists were bound together and pressed into the headboard of their bed. His legs, splayed open and wide, were not tied, allowing for movement. Commander almost wanted to question DJs expertise in bondage knots, but with the ball gag keeping his mouth filled, he couldn't. Commander let out a muffled moan instead. The bright red ball gag in his mouth was slick with drool and littered in blunt bite marks.

DJ squeezed and groped Commander's nude body, which pulled more moans and squirms from the older man. DJ kissed against his skin as he touched, eventually moving to Commander's puffy, sensitive nipples. He sucked at the hardening buds, gently massaging his tongue against the areola. His teeth nipped at the sensitive flesh while his hands kneaded Commander's rear. Before he did anything else, he opened his mouth and bit down. A red bite mark surrounded his nipple, the sight making DJ growl.

Commander gave a particularly high moan from behind the gag, his knees jerked up and pressed DJ closer to him. His eyes were clenched shut and his cheeks flushed into a bright, embarrassed red. Commander felt DJ's lips curl into a smug grin.

The DJ eventually pulled back. His eyes scanned down Commander's body, beginning at the rope binding his wrists together, just grazing past his now red nipples, and stopped at his flushed, aroused cock. Commander's hips were bucking and shifting for attention. Though Commander's size wasn't necessarily… large… DJ managed to jerk the smaller man off, his wrist only slightly pumping. Despite the minimal movement, Commander squealed and bit down harder onto the ball gag. DJs smile grew more at the whiny sound.

DJ was right in between his legs which kept him from closing them. So, due to this, his twitching hole was visible and open to touch. While he masturbated the Commander, his free fingers drifted down, brushing past his plump balls. Commander twisted his torso to the side at the small touch, his senses heightened due to his lack of movement ability.

His hole winked as he pulled Commander's ass open, the cool air breezing past his private spots. Commander shuddered at the feeling of DJ's fingers drifting down his taint and freezing at his hole. The tips of the man's fingers circled the rim of his soft hole. Commander was growing impatient and he tried to press into the digits. DJ almost laughed at his neediness. Fortunately, DJ complied to Commander's wishes. He gathered some spit and spat it onto his middle and pointer finger, promptly stroking them against the hole.

DJs fingers pumped in and out of Commander's pink hole. His soft walls pulled DJ's fingers in. Commander let out a loud whine as DJ moved tantalizingly slow, his digits merely missed his prostate and it was driving him completely insane. With no way to complain or more, all the Commander could do was whine and shudder. His wrists pulled against the ropes one more time, realization setting in that he couldn't touch DJ. He whimpered softly as he felt DJs large fingers pull out, leaving him overwhelmingly empty.

However, his moment of emptiness was quickly replaced by the head of DJ's cock prodding his entrance. A small yelp left Commander's lips and his eyes grew wide. DJ chortled at Commander's shock, his hands making their way to Commander's already trembling thighs. He hooked said legs under his hands and pulled up, placing them onto his shoulders. Now, his hole was completely in access to the larger man. Commander shuddered as DJ maneuvered him around like a toy.

DJ took no time to finally insert himself into the Commander. His hips bumped against Commander's rear with a hard smack. His cock slid past Commander's warm walls, pulling a pleasured sigh from the DJ. "Cute," DJ mumbled to himself as he watched Commander's hole clench around his cock. He glanced up at the smaller man's face. Commander's face was scrunched and cherry red, rivulets of sweat dribbled down his cheeks and chin. The gag was clenched in between teeth with his plump, glistening lips stretched around the red ball. Commander sighed heavily through his nose, his eyes lidded. The weight inside of him throbbed.

The two locked eyes before DJ pulled back and thrusted in roughly. Commander let out a "mmhn?!" with the abrupt action, his legs kicking upward.

"Don't make me tie your legs up, too, Comm," DJ commented, satisfaction tainting his tone. Commander's wide-eyed stare turned into an unamused glare. As an attempt of retaliation, he clenched down on his cock, pulling it deeper in velvety warmth. DJ sucked in a breath, his pupils dilated in pleasure. "I knew you were gonna do that." After he said that, DJ grabbed each side of Commander's ass and thrusted rapidly into his hole. Commander practically went cross eyed as his cock repeatedly bumped into all of his sweet spots with no mercy.

Their moans mingled with each other alongside the loud smacks of skin against skin. Commander went limp as he allowed the pleasure pulse through his body. DJ's cock was pulling him apart in the best way possible and Commander felt so delightfully helpless. He knew he wasn't necessarily into bondage or the whole ball gag thing, but the sensation of being /used/ made a familiar warmth curl in his stomach. Being torn down and put back together by just the same person always made Commander giddy, especially if DJ was in full control.

Commander felt his dick twitch, the telltale sign he was already on the verge of orgasm. His fingers dug into the palms of his hands and his eyes rolled back.  A thrust directly on his prostate was the push Commander needed to finally release. Commander let out a loud, drawn out whine before cumming. His body trembled as white spurts of cum splattered up onto his stomach, some smearing against his skin. His thoughts grew fuzzy as DJs thrusts became rougher and sloppier. Everything felt so, so warm to Commander and his oversensitivity made his hips twitch away. Even with his mouth stuffed, Commander still found a way to be as loud as possible. Moans and cries spilled out from behind the rubber ball.

The grip on his ass tightened as DJ came closer to his own climax. Animalistic sounds left DJs lips every time Commander's hole twitched against his member. DJ leaned forward, biting and sucking hickeys into his throat and collarbones. "Good boy…" he mumbled into Commander's skin. DJ then pecked his jugular gently. Commander arched his back and moaned, tilting his head away from the affection.

DJ groaned and roughly thrusted into Commander one last time. Commander squeezed his legs against DJ, pulling him back into his hole. DJ glanced up at Commander for permission, gaining an eager and encouraging nod. His pelvis pushed against Commander's soft ass. DJ came inside Commander with a deep growl, Commander moaned in response to the feeling of warm cum filling him up. The DJ rolled his hips slightly.

Both men huffed out exhausted breaths. Sweat coated their bodies in an almost golden shine. DJ pulled off Commander's gag with a quiet pop. His lips were red and covered in drool, a slightly red outline of the gag's straps was stretched across his jawline. A couple of pleased hums left Commander's mouth. DJ cupped the man's jaw in his hand and gave a gentle kiss to his sweaty forehead, a strong contrast to his rough actions beforehand.

He unwrapped Commander's wrists, handling them with extreme care. "You did great," DJ praised as he massaged Commander's raw wrists. Commander cleared his throat and shifted to his side, sticky cum dribbling down his thighs. He pushed aside the ropes and nuzzled his face into Commander's back. A gentle kiss graced his spine before DJ spoke again. "I love you."

"I love you too."