kinktober 2024

29 | choking and gagging | tilluka

"Fuck you," Till spits as Luka shoves him to his knees. The cuffs around his wrists dig into his back uncomfortably as he tries to move his arms. "Bastard..."

Luka scoffs, "You really need to learn your fucking place, Till."

"Are you fucking serious?" Till growls, glaring up at him. He tries to get onto his feet without his hands, but Luka shoves him down again with a swift kick to his shoulder. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make Till lose his balance and fall back onto his ass. "You bitch, uncuff me!"

"I was sent here to fix your little attitude problem," Luka continues, staring down at Till. "The higher ups noticed you have a... problem with authority. They don't like it."

"I don't care!" Till bares his teeth, lunging at him. Luka easily moves to the side, shoving Till onto his stomach. He grunts, rolling onto his side, fire still in his eyes. "Let me fucking go, Luka."

"I can't. See, you're even being mean to me!" Luka frowns, exaggerated. Till rolls his eyes. "They asked me to do whatever it took to tame you."

Whatever it takes..? What does that even mean..

"Suck my dick," Till hisses. His entire brain stops processing information when he watches Luka undo his belt buckle. Huh...?

"No, you're going to suck mine." Luka continues to just fucking stare at Till, making the man's stomach flip weirdly.

"What the hell..? W-What the fuck is wrong with you!?" Till scrambles back as fast and as far as he can while on his ass until his back hits a wall. Luka walks forward, pulling off his belt entirely and reaching a hand into his pants. "Dude, what—"

A cold hand comes to wrap around the back of Till's neck, forcing Till closer no matter how much he turns his head. He can't do much with his hands behind his back. "No!"

"Yes, Till." Luka sighs, still trying to hold the man's head still. "I suggest you stay still before I force you to."

That pisses Till off all over again.

"Fucking make me." Till grunts, head turned.

Luka looks at him impassively before pulling his hand back and slapping Till's cheek as hard as he can. The impact stuns the singer, who gasps for air and stares at Luka. It's clear he wants to hold the bruised cheek, but his hands are still nestled at the small of his back. Luka uses this time to tilt Till's head up, and there's a short moment of eye contact that seems to go on for forever before Luka takes his open jaw and shoves his cock into Till's mouth, directly to the back of his throat. "Ghk—"

Of course, Till gags when it hits his uvula. "That's it, Tilly," Luka teases, beginning to fuck Till's throat in earnest. "You're much nicer when you can't fucking talk."

Tears bead in Till's eyes from the brutal mistreatment of his throat, glaring up at Luka through long, wet lashes. He subconsciously arches his back, sitting up straighter for Luka. "Ah.. that's good, Till."

The praise makes him feel funny. That's when Till realizes he's hard in his jeans— has been for some time now. What the fuck.

Till doesn't know why he hasn't just bitten his dick off. The gagging can't possibly be good for his voice (neither can getting his throat pounded but there isn't much he can do about that). It's like Luka can read his mind, "You won't like what happens if you bite me, Tilly."

As soon as Till's lips stop covering his teeth, there's a hand at his throat, squeezing down. Till chokes and gags immediately, struggling to pull air in through his nostrils. "Cover your lips." Luka squeezes harder, feeling his cock so far down Till's throat. Said man looks up at him, eyes bloodshot from the choking and gagging. But he does cover his teeth, and Luka pets his hair, mockingly comforting. "Good boy.."

Till's cock twitches. He prays Luka didn't notice.

Luka keeps a hand around Till's throat as he fucks into it. "They want me to do this," he begins, panting, "every time you misbehave. They want me to fuck your throat."

Till's dick is straining against his jeans. His gaze doesn't have the same bite behind it when he looks up at Luka through his lashes this time. He seems calmer— more complacent. Luka grins. It's working.

He moans out of shock when Till begins to suck softly, willingly. "God, Till, it's like you've been wanting this for a while.."

Till doesn't respond. It's not like he's able to, but the observation has him blushing as he tongues the vein on the underside of Luka's cock. Luka moans, and it's honestly a nice sound in Till's ears. The blush on his cheeks intensifies as he stares into Luka's eyes. His hands twitch, itching to grab a hold of Luka's thighs. Or to punch him, maybe.

Definitely to punch him, Till tells himself.

What a liar.

He doesn't even realize he's whining until the hand around his throat tightens up again, completely cutting off his air and making him choke and gag again. This, this is what Till wants. It feels so fucking good to be used like this.

"Ahn, I'm close, Tilly.." Luka gasps, fucking into his mouth with less controlled thrusts, chasing his orgasm. He chokes Till with both hands as he fucks his throat faster and faster, moaning and whining lowly. Till has to strain his ears to hear it over his own chokes and gags, but Luka's little sounds of pleasure are like music to his ears.

This corny bastard...

"Ah, fuck, I'm— I-I'm.." Luka moans, cumming directly down Till's throat, forcing him to swallow every last drop. He pulls out, watching as Till makes to spit the rest out. Luka squeezes hard, causing Till's eyes to widen and choke on his spend. "Swallow it." Luka's eyes are cold as he stares Till down.

Till, wide eyed and with no energy left to fight back, complies. He gulps the bitter release down, and only then does Luka let go of his throat. "Good, Till. That's good." Till makes a weird sound at that. His head feels weird and floaty.

By the time Luka has his pants on properly, Till feels closer to normal. He can feel his irritation bubbling back up under the surface of his skin.

"What the hell was that?" Till's words have the same aggression, but his voice lacks the usual bite.

He's unhandcuffed now, just sitting with his arms on his knees next to Luka, who's sitting criss cross. Like a stupid elementary schooler. Luka glances over at him.

"Just doing what the higher ups told me to," he shrugs. He gets up to leave.

"Well don't do it again.. that's weird as fuck and I'm not gay." Till grunts.

Luka pauses at the doorknob. "Sure you're not. But Till," he looks back to the man sitting on the floor.

"What." He spits back.

"Nothing," Luka smiles, opening the door. "But you're still hard as a rock in your jeans." He shoots Till a smirk, looking at his lap then back at his shocked, flustered face before leaving.

Till looks down. Fuck, he hates when Luka is right. He mutters a string of curses as he stands up to go shower. His phone dings

pain in the ass luka
you can js text me if you ever need help :)

Till feels himself throb painfully in his jeans at the idea, cursing Luka to hell and back despite his feet bringing him to the blonde's room.

"Fuck my stupid idiot life I'm going to kill this bastard."