•Obsession Gone Bad• (BxBxB)

chapter 10

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I woke up, slowly, and my brain entered a temporary panic until I remembered where I was. Mikael was sleeping next to me.

Cradling me in his embrace.  It has to be early, otherwise, Mikael would have definitely been up by now. I groaned softly, realizing I was condemned to stay her win the embrace of the mostly naked man before me.

He had boxers much, but they truly didn’t leave much to the imagination. Especially now that I could see them easier. I was caught off guard when he pushed his leg up softly, the same leg that has been between mine.

I held back a sound as it pressed into my manhood. I buried my face in Mikael’s chest. I couldn’t. I had to will my Jr’s vile thoughts away. I thought of grandma’s, burnt eggs, anything.

Was I really this desperate? I swear. It's pathetic. My next attempt was to pull myself away from Mikael. I attempted to wiggle out, but I stiffened up when I heard him sigh and then mumble.

“Ezra?...” I paused.
Mikael turned and pulled himself up, finally. But my raging boner was still present to me.

“hey Angel…how did you sleep?” he asked me.

“great…yeah…” I laughed awkwardly.

“why are you acting suspicious? You don’t talk like that.” He peered at me as if I were part of an interrogation. Which I guess I kinda was.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I turned my face away.

“ezraaaa?” he said in a singsongy voice. “tell me the truth. You should know by now that I don’t appreciate lying.”

“I don’t want to talk about it. I’m fine…I swear.” I was blushing now, but I had to avoid this. At all costs.

“Fine. Out of respect for you, I won’t push, but next time I ask you a question, I expect you to not lie. Good, angel?” his authoritive voice did not help. I was beginning to think maybe I did have a preference for older men.

I was glad to dodge the questions. Mikael had left the room, to go do who knows what, and I had gotten up and ran to the bathroom. I couldn’t even ignore it! Since I was at someone’s house, I had no choice but to relieve myself.

I pulled down my pants and other clothes, then got in the shower. It would seem less weird for me to be in here.

I grabbed some conditioner and left it in my hair, then, with a little more, I brought my attention to my raging boner. Filled with teenage hormones and anger issues.

My hand reached for my length, and a gratifying hiss left my body as I stroked myself up and down, pausing to run my fingers over the tip. I moaned softly and brought my other hand to my chest. I pinched my nipple and whined. My chest was more sensitive then the average mans. I think.

My hand has sped up as I fondled myself and I found climax hitting me hard. It has been so long since I had done this. It has been so long since I had sunk so low as to masturbate. I thought I had left those days in middle school, but apparently not. My back arched and I not my lip to hold back any sound as white liquid spurted out of my dick.

“fuck….” I watched as it was washed away down the drain. So much for being a mature teen. I’m over here lusting over a grown man. I rushed to wash the conditioner out of my hair and turned off the shower. I threw on the clothes from last night, since I didn’t have anything else really, and headed downstairs with a towel over my shoulders. I was greeted by the sight of Mikael cooking breakfast and Caius scrolling on his phone. Not for long though. Caius looked up and I felt nervous as his eyes gazed over me. Up and down.

“damn…” he muttered, then turned back to his phone. That’s it? No jokes, comments, or touchiness? Was Jesus real? Maybe all of those forced day at church with my dad payed off.

“didn’t know Caius had become abstinent over the night. I almost died of shock when he didn’t attempt to flirt with me.” I said dryly.

“don’t tempt me toy.” Caius bit out. He actually seemed…angry. Still. I ignored him and turned to Mikael.

“Pancakes? And bacon? Is this a marriage proposal? God.” Mikael just smirked.

“do you want it too be?” I choked on my spit slightly.

What?

“I-I uh- well, I never-“ I spluttered.

“Sorry, I’m sorry. You hungry?” he turned to me and flipped a pancake. It was then I realized that he was still only in boxers, and a bear apron. A small one. Tight, too. No! This is not prime horny time. Nuh uh.

“Ah, yes…I am.” I nodded softly. Taking a quick seat next to Caius. I leaned over and saw him working. No, studying. “What are you working on?” I asked.

“Hm?” He seemed almost surprised at how I addressed him. “what happened to the backhanded asshole comments?” he frowned, he had a pissed off look.

“Well…I feel it’s unfair of me to judge you because of how you acted yet. I was promised a talk after breakfast, so it’s only mature to decide how I feel after. I’m sorry for what I said, but you must know it’s true. You seem to salvate at just the sight of my bare skin, I can tell but wonder what changed.” I shrugged nonchalantly, but Caius was giving me a downright bewildered look.

“Do you like when I…joke like that? And also, Mikael chewed my ass out pretty roughly last night and this morning. You haven’t seen him mad yet, but it’s not pleasant.” I chuckled softly at that. No wonder Caius looked like a kicked puppy.

“I don’t mind all of the jokes. As long as they aren’t….creepy. I would prefer for you to, y’know, treat me as a person, but I don’t hate all your jokes. I like feeling good about myself, and some of your comments help, but others…really don’t. That’s all. It’s not that black and white for me. And I’ve never, and I mean never, been good with being flirted with. I’m either embarrassed or disgusted.” I rolled my eyes, but my attitude changed as I plate of pancakes was set in front of me.

“oh Lord….that looks fucking wonderful. I could kiss you.” Now I was the dog, I was salivating and foaming at the mouth, I swear.

“Don’t be afraid to act, and not just speak.” Mikael winked at me.

“ah….I might pass on that for a bit.” I laughed softly. But inside, I felt a test of heat in the pits of my stomach. And it wasn’t an ache for food. I’m sure I’ve told you all before, but I like pretty people, and that attraction goes towards both genders, so, while I wouldn’t call myself bi, I wouldn’t say I was straight or gay either.  “so, do you understand, Caius? I don’t mind the words you say, just the way you say them. Something like, y’know, sounding like you only appreciate my body. It’s just a huge turn off to be honest.”

Caius nodded half minded. He seemed…I don’t know. Distant? He didn’t even react to me cursing.

“I think you set good boundaries, Ezra.” Mikael complemented me. “and thanks to you, I would say this is a good place to Segway into our next topic. The things I promised last night Ezra. Answers.”

I was giddy in my seat. I guess I was nervous too, but I was giddy nonetheless.

“I have sooo many questions.” I groaned out dramatically. “Like, what the hell do you guys mean when you keep calling me names, why do I matter so much? How have you been hurt by others?
Why did you yell at Caius? And how are you both so dangerous?” I blurted out all the things that had been nagging in the back of my mind.

“one question at a time. We will break everything down slowly. That includes you, ciaus.”
I saw Caius frown. He seemed genuinely uncomfortable with this, but I wasn’t letting it go. Instead I decided to slowly reach over and squeeze his hand gently. It was my only attempt at reassurance.

“For your first question, we call you names, because we were both under the idea that we had formed a contract with you. A contract come when a person who is part of the BDSM world decided to take in a sub, or submissive partner. Me and Caius both play in the areas of BDSM, and I had thought ciaus signed off with you. A contract would include things like limits in bed, yes’s in bed, rules, and so on.”
He paused.

“It turns out, that contract was not formed. I’dI’m like to apologize. This is not us requiring you to join the lifestyle. I had thought you wanted too, before hand, and that, is on me entirely.
Names are often used to support the relationship between sub and dom. So, when Caius calls you pet, it is a term of endearment, but also a term of control.
Caius is a Dom in training under me. I agreed to let him learn the lifestyle as long as he put effort into caring. It seems he has messed up, however. And the punishment for that is being held back from practice. Which translates to, he is not able to practice or speak of the lifestyle until I have seen he has improved.”

Mikael had aimed a pointed glare at me before turning to me. I was in a slight shock. I knew something had been off, but…this? It wasn’t bad sounding to me necessarily, I had….shamefully though about this stuff before, but I never…thought I’d meet anyone in the lifestyle. Especially not two people. Brothers!

“I’m…not against this kinda stuff…just so you know…it’s just…a surprise. I guess. I never really expected this.” I was mostly talking to myself.

“Of course you didn’t.” Caius’s gravely voice startled me. “I didn’t tell you shit.” He seemed sorry for himself. It almost pissed me off. People who wallowed in their shame made me mad.

“Stop that. Now. Caius. Stop feeling sorry for yourself. You had chances to tell me, and you didn’t. You instead, were violent and threatened the things I loved. And while you may have your reasons, that doesn’t excuse the behavior. So many up, and take responsibility. You didn’t talk then, so talk now. Here’s your chance! Don’t you see?” I paused. Shit. He was going to be mad, but But I had to double take when I saw Caius…almost crying?

“hey….now..I didn’t mean…”

“No, you’re right. But you’ve got to hear everything else before you start pitying my sorry ass.” Wow. His personality did a hell of a 180 over the night. That’s….crazy.

“wow…I uh…didn’t…sorry…I…” I stuttered. His personality did a 180. Literally. Did he have some fucked up mental problems or what?

“Now, onto our next topic. Why we are dangerous. Ezra, I won’t lie to you. We have done horrible things. Stuff to say…get us life sentences in jail. You know vaguely what happened with our biological parents, and you know something about us is different. But I’ve given you a chance to back out.” Mikael seemed indifferent, but his eyes said different.

He seemed almost as if he were willing me to stay with them. I was still freaked the fuck out, but not too badly. Not as badly as I was in the car yesterday.
Everyone was calmer, which helped.

“I…I want more. I want more details. What have you done?” I asked. I needed more before I made a decision.

“we’ve killed, abused, and tortured many, including but not limited to our own parents, on top of that we have our own array of mental problems. Keep in mind, Ezra, the only reason I’m telling you this is because it has gone poorly with other partners when we hid this.” What? Killed? They’ve….I almost vomited. Killed. That’s what they said. It wasn’t a mistake, and Mikael had said it with such…lack of nerve. As if he wasn’t worried at all what time would say. I couldn’t be with a murderer! Nonetheless two!

Ezra?” Caius asked. “you don’t have to accept us, but I also want you to understand that you are not to tell anyone, or I will take you to hell with us. That’s a promise.” I was shaking.

Killers. I’d hung out with killers. Went to school with one. And slept in bed with the other. But…why? Why did I feel so much lack of care? As if the deaths of those I don’t know didn’t matter. I’m still fucking terrified….but…why do I almost feel excited? It’s not like I had a killer fantasy. Well…excluding my creepypasta phase, but….I couldn’t fathom this.

“Ezra? Caius asked again. I ignored him. Was I really this twisted? I knew I had little to no care for the people around me, but did that really extend to…not caring about murder? Ever? What would mother think? I couldn’t speak with her about this. She couldn’t know.

“mikael…” I whispered. “why….”

“yes, Ezra? What? Are you….okay?” I frowned.

“Why don’t I care more then I should. You said that and…all I could think was that it was crazy, but that the fact I couldn’t muster up a bit of sympathy for those killed…people….what’s wrong with me?” Mikael and Caius both looked decently surprised.

I rubbed my arms subconsciously, wincing at the sting form my cuts a week back. Luckily I had a long sleeve shirt from Mikael that covered them.


“You…really…don’t feel anything?” Caius asked hesitantly.

“no.” I breathed out nervously. Was I really this sociopathic?

“mikael! We have a chance!” I felt a little ball of humor escape me at his childlike excitement.

“You’re really that excited to have me?” He looked dead serious and nodded. Bipolar bastard.

“I’m surprised to say I don’t mind…but I have ground rules.” I stated. This wasn’t going to be out of my control.

“of course.” Mikael said, he seemed pleased, concerned, but pleased.

“one, you don’t kill anyone I know without talking to me. Two, you don’t involve me in the murders. Three, my boundaries are to be respected, and I am allowed to touch deal out punishment for them being ignored.

Four, I expect consistent contact, and honesty. Five, I want attention. Good attention, you said you like to spoil your lovers? Show me just how good you are at treating me like a king. Six, these rules can change, and I can add more if need be, but they must be discussed beforehand with you two. How’s that sound?”

Mikael had pulled out his computer and typed that all out quickly. Which was good for me.

“we would love too, angel. I think those are all fair rules.” This was the first time I had seen Mikael actually flustered enough to show emotion other then being flirted and hard to get. Did they really get ignored and treated bad, this much? To the point that me saying I’d be with them, was enough to make them act like children? I might have more power over them then I thought.

“and Mikael? For ciaus’s punishment now, his Dom privileges, or whatever, will be revoked for a month or until he shows me what a good little lover he can be. And, a responsible lover. Caius, you must show me you are respectful, responsible, and willing to put in the effort for me, before I will even think about letting you touch me. I wouldn’t say this if I hadn’t been so heavily threatened before, but for my peace of mind, this is what needs I need to have met. Is that okay?”

“damn…you’re demanding,. But I suppose that’s more then I’m getting from my brother, so I don’t have much of a choice now. So yes, I’ll take you up on your offer. I will show you just how good of a lover I can be. Even with our clothes on.” He winked at me, and I shivered.

Wow. I really was with two sadistic murderers now. What fucked me in the ass during my childhood so hard, that this was what I’d fallen too? But the worst part? I wasn’t even sad I fell. My standard were so low they are a tripping hazard, but here I am knowing such a thing, and choosing to trip anyways. I’m fucked. Literally, and physically.


By the way, did I mention I was a virgin? I was pulled out of that thoughy quick though, after Mikael, like a little bitch, announced to the room,

"Oh, and Ezra? I was unaware that you were...so active in the morning. Good for you." He so knds what I got up too, and was it surprising that I wasn't even mad about it?

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Chapter ten! And, over 30,000 words so far. How cool it that? Now, thanks to everyone who is reading, I hope you enjoy! also, the first smut scene!

Sorta...! We are getting there folks and friends. It's gonna be slower, but it will be worth it, I promise, especially when we get to a scene with ciaus, which sadly ,won't be for a while,  but lucky for you horny weirdos, Mikael is free smut real estate for me. So we'll see him much sooner. :)

love y'all! See you next week!
Love,

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