Bring Ethan to orgasm

Feeling daring, Cedric decided to bring Ethan all the way to orgasm. Ethan was a pretty openminded person; surely he wouldn't have a problem with it, right? After all, it was basically just jerking him off, not kissing or anything more serious. Mutual masturbation was still a thing, right? It wasn't gay, not really; it wasn't like Cedric would be sticking a finger up his ass or anything (not that Cedric minded. Ethan probably would have.)

The idea was really tempting, though. The feeling of being totally dominant over such a perfect specimen of a guy, of having control over the most intimate parts of Ethan's body, made his shaft shiver with pleasure. Cedric had never really thought about or explored BDSM, but if he had Ethan under his control...

Well, it might become something I'd really love.

But that was probably a step too far... for now, anyway. Instead, Cedric settled on helping Ethan finish off.

His palm circled Ethan's erection, squeezed it hard, and gave it a few powerful strokes. Each one had his hand gliding down the entire length of Ethan's shaft, and with each motion, Ethan let a raw, rough-sounding groan escape from his throat, a sound that was music to Cedric's ears. Cedric could see Ethan's muscles tightening as he thrashed; his firm ass clenched, his rock-solid abs hardened -

And then Ethan was sending long, ropy strings of cum soaring through the air, his hips bucking madly. Cedric held on firmly to Ethan's cock, steadying it as it fired load after load, and watched as the cum came back down, splashing all over Ethan.

Ethan's eyes snapped open when his second shot got him right between the eyes. His gaze was initially unseeing; as he was hit by yet another load of cum, they suddenly focused on Cedric, who still had one hand on Ethan's cock and the other around his balls.

"Cedric?!" Ethan exclaimed incredulously, scooting backwards as fast as he could. He grimaced in pain, his cock still ejecting semen, as his balls were yanked out of Cedric's grip. "What the fuck?!" Ethan grabbed the sheet, hastily trying to cover up the signs of his arousal as his spunk slowly trailed down one side of his nose.

Cedric stiffened in surprise, mouth falling open, not expecting Ethan to wake so soon. "Ethan! I... uh..." he racked his brain as he tried to come up with a suitable excuse - but there really weren't any that came to mind. He cringed. "Um... I'm sorry!" he squeaked, his voice shaky. "I just... you... there..."

A tense silence ensued.

"You... you were..." Cedric stammered, before his voice petered out into barely audible mumbles of "naked...", "... hot", ... lost control...". He stared at the floor biting his lip, not wanting to see what he thought would be a look of disgust on Ethan's face.

"Get out."

Cedric didn't need to be told twice. He made a mad dash for the door, Ethan's soft but curt voice hurting more than any amount of yelling would have.

It took mere seconds after leaving the room for Cedric to realize how badly he'd fucked up.

Ethan had been extremely **** and Cedric had, instead of respecting his best friend, gone ahead and taken advantage of his body without a second thought.

You're SUCH a stupid ASS, Cedric! He sat on the pavement outside the dorm, face buried in his palms. He felt like crying. Years of trust and friendship had been broken in an instant, and all because he'd been thinking with his smaller head.

No, not just broken, he thought dejectedly. Shattered into a million pieces.

He'd have to find a suitable way to apologize to Ethan and hope Ethan still wanted to be friends... but even after a half hour of thinking, nothing seemed to be good enough for fixing the massive mess he'd just made.

I deserve it.

I'll go for a drive or something, I guess. To clear my head. Maybe if I...

But right when he made to get up from his spot on the pavement, a voice yelled at him from above. "CEDRIC!"

"WHAT?" he returned, glancing up. His floormate, Sam, had his head stuck out of his third floor window.

"STOP MOPING AND GET UP HERE, ETHAN WANTS A WORD!"

Cedric leapt to his feet and raced upstairs, making it to the third floor in record time. Sam was waiting for him.

"What-"

"He's waiting in your room," Sam said. "Didn't say what he wanted."

"Thanks!" Cedric said hurriedly, not sparing a second glance at Sam, who headed downstairs. Cedric hurtled along the corridor before screeching to a halt right outside his and Ethan's room.

"I can hear you outside," Ethan said, his tone deceptively neutral. "Come in."

Cedric sidled into the room, eyes downcast.

"Close the door and get over here."

He shuffled over to where Ethan stood, where his eyes stayed glued to Ethan's feet.

"My eyes are up here."

Cedric had to **** his head upwards against the weight of his shame to look at Ethan, whose face was impassively calm. Ethan's additional half a foot in height had never felt so large, and the ensuing silence got more and more oppressive until Cedric simply HAD to speak.

"Ethan, I'm so sorry!" Cedric blurted. "I'm so, so sorry - I wasn't thinking with my head, and that was completely the wrong thing to do. I shouldn't have touched you, I shouldn't have taken advantage of you, I shouldn't even have continued looking at you-"

"Cedric."

"- once I saw you were naked, it was so rude and oh god I fucked this up so bad, I'm really really sorry-"

"Cedric."

"- and I understand if you don't want to be friends anymore-"

"Cedric!"

"- but please, give me a chance, I'll do anything-"

"CEDRIC!"

Cedric paused, his eyes glistening.

"Relax."

Cedric held his breath, not daring to hope.

"I'm not mad that you... well... did what you did," Ethan sighed. "Honestly, if I managed to decipher the nonsense you were mumbling earlier correctly, it's probably more of a compliment than anything. I'm just annoyed that... well, as you clearly realized... that you did it without my consent-"

"I'm really sor-!" Cedric hastily interjected, but Ethan held out a palm before he could say more. Cedric's jaws snapped shut so quickly, his teeth clicked.

"I was actually rather upset at first," Ethan continued, "but then I realized that I actually didn't mind the action as much as you breaking my trust. I mean, honestly, a hand's a hand and all that. But really, you should have asked. I might even have said yes."

"I'msorryEthanI'llneverdoitwithoutaskingagain!" Cedric babbled.

Ethan cracked a smile. "No, I don't think you will."

An awkward silence filled the room. Cedric looked away from Ethan, ashamed... which meant that he missed Ethan's smile morphing into a smirk.

"So, anyway," Ethan began.

"... so?"

"What was it you said about me? I look hot naked and I make you lose control?"

"Oh, err..."

"Oh, that's right, you told me before that you thought I was sexy, didn't you?"

"... yeah, I guess I did," Cedric said sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck as it heated up uncomfortably.

"So I can see why you had such a tough time keeping your hands off... these," Ethan said, removing his shirt and running his hands over the muscle underneath.

Wait. What the fuck?

"I wonder... what effect I'll have on you if I do... this?" Ethan said, his smirk turning downright evil as he stepped within a foot of Cedric and removed his shorts, leaving him in a tiny jockstrap that left little room for imagination.

"Ethan... why... what?!" Cedric gaped, dumbfounded, wondering if he was having some sort of fever dream. The front of his shorts had begun to tent as his eyes journeyed down Ethan's front before being torn away with great difficulty. Ethan noticed and chuckled.

"Oh, you can look, Ceddy. I know you're loving this," Ethan purred. "Why don't you show me just how excited you are to see me?" He placed his hands on Cedric's hips and, when there was no resistance, slowly lowered both his shorts and boxers. Cedric's quickly stiffening member sprang free, almost slapping into his stomach.

"What a naughty little boy," Ethan teased, as he reached for Cedric's tee shirt and slowly slid it over his head as well. "Already so hard, and we haven't even started yet!"

"Star-... why... wha- ?" Cedric struggled with his words as he tried to make sense of the situation - his best friend, standing before him in only a revealing jockstrap, had just slowly and sensually removed all his clothes, leaving him standing naked in the middle of the room. This was something that had been beyond his wildest dreams, and coming right after what happened, had him extremely bewildered, yet unbelievably aroused. His hands twitched towards Ethan's abs and crotch, which was also visibly hardening, before snapping back to his sides as he remembered himself.

"Now, now," Ethan tsked. "We can't have you forgetting what I just said, now can we?" He gently guided Cedric's arms into the small of his back, then grabbed a roll of tape and ran it several times over Cedric's wrists. "There. Now you can eyefuck me all you want."

Cedric shuddered, a wave of confused pleasure running through him as he openly ogled Ethan's sculpted body. Ethan slowly ran his fingers over his nipples, down the ridges of his rock-solid, chiseled abs, before sticking his thumb into the waistband of his jockstrap, pulling it downward just a little and revealing the top inch of his meaty cock.

"Can't get enough of this, can you? Bet you wish you had this in your hands right now. Maybe even in your mouth." Ethan came even closer, now practically in a full body hug with Cedric. Cedric could feel Ethan's smooth chest rubbing his nipples and Ethan's abs radiating warmth as they pressed together. He jerked as he felt he head of his erect cock rub against the fabric of Ethan's jockstrap, and his throat suddenly went very, very dry.

"Aren't you..." Cedric croaked, "you know... straight?"

"Of course," Ethan grinned, slowly pulling him along as he moved, as if they were doing a warm, sensual waltz. "It's just funny teasing you. You're so adorable when you're all flustered and speechless."

"..."

"You're really, really enjoying this, aren't you?" Ethan whispered, one hand on the door handle. "I can feel your cock rubbing against my hip." He leant down, placed a hand on Cedric's shoulder, and murmured, "You're so excited, you're already leaking."

Cedric wisely kept his mouth shut - he knew Ethan was right.

"You know one more thing you'll get to enjoy?" Ethan whispered, his mouth right by Cedric's ear.

"What?" Cedric shivered, lost in a fog of arousal. Is he going to...

"This." And with one motion, Ethan flung open the door, shoved Cedric through it, and slammed it shut. Cedric tumbled to the floor and fell on his back, his erection lewdly quivering; a voice echoing down the corridor from the stairwell snapped him out of his fantasy instantaneously.

"Ethan!" Cedric rolled to his feet and rammed his shoulder against the door before using his elbow to push the door handle down. Unfortunately for him, the door had been latched.

Through the door, he heard Ethan guffawing, and as he glanced down the corridor, he saw a group of his dormmates come up the stairs.

"Ethan!" Cedric hissed, panicked. "Let me in!"

"Surely you didn't think you were going to be rewarded for the stunt you pulled, right?" Ethan mocked. "That's for thinking with your dick instead of your brain."

A laugh rang out from the stairs. Cedric glanced over and saw Sam leading the group, who called out, "ETHAN! I GOT YOUR GUYS HERE!"

"Ethan, please!" Cedric tried to wriggle free of the tape, but there was absolutely no give.

"Hmm..." Ethan pondered, clearly enjoying Cedric's predicament.

"Ethan, please, I'm begging you..." Cedric pleaded, very conscious that nearly ten guys were just staring at his unclothed ass, and that if he turned around, he'd be showing off something far more humiliating, thanks to Ethan.

Somehow, that thought, while horrifying, also sent a strange thrill through his spine.

"Well... I guess you have two options."

"What?!"

"Option One. You run over to those guys by the stairs, scream, 'I've been a bad boy and I deserve to be spanked', and let them spank your ass... hmm... let's say three times each. And scream, 'thank you for spanking me' after each person is done."

"You can't be-"

"If I can't hear the screaming, it doesn't count."

"But the whole dorm will-"

"Hear, yes, that's kind of the point."

"Other option?!"

"Option Two. You'll be my personal **** for the next week and do everything I say."

"What do you mean?!"

"If you don't choose either, I'm not opening this door. You can stay outside naked with your hands trapped behind you. Someone might think it's funny to push you out of the dorm..."

"But that's not-"

"Didn't you say you'd be willing to do anything?"

"But... but..."

"I'll give you five seconds to choose."

"Ethan, PLEASE!"

"Four. Three. Two."