Lee (
atehimrightup) wrote2025-07-22 12:21 pm
for george
When Lee first learns of the club, a plan starts to formulate. He thinks about how George sprung that little shopping trip on him, and decides that it's time for a little payback.
He does some research and makes an appointment, then texts George to tell him that they're going out for dinner, that he'll be picked up at 8pm, and that Lee would like it very much if he wore the plug.
The thought of going to a sex club is sort of nerve wracking and intriguing all at the same time. He doesn't know if he particularly wants to partake in anything, but he's curious. He wants to check it out, and he thinks that George will, too. Hell, with all that George has gotten up to, it might seem like child's play to him.
But to Lee, it's entirely new. For him, sex has always been this clandestine, hidden thing. It was animal behavior, biology to be taken care of and little else. But he's learning so much about all the other ways it can be, and this seems like a good way to further his education.
He's even snuck the collar away to keep in his pocket. He doesn't want to tell George to wear that, too. It's never been worn out of the safety of George's apartment before, and he wants that choice to be George's, so Lee will let him make it once he has all the information.
He decides to get a cab for the trip, not wanting to drive his beat up old truck when he may possibly be impaired. He's dressed in all black-- jeans and a silky button down and his boots, with his face shaved and his dark red curls actually combed and styled. He looks-- good. It's not often that he looks into the mirror and thinks that, but it's happening more often lately. That's George's influence, he's sure.
Once the car pulls up to George's building, Lee shoots him a text. Come downstairs.
He does some research and makes an appointment, then texts George to tell him that they're going out for dinner, that he'll be picked up at 8pm, and that Lee would like it very much if he wore the plug.
The thought of going to a sex club is sort of nerve wracking and intriguing all at the same time. He doesn't know if he particularly wants to partake in anything, but he's curious. He wants to check it out, and he thinks that George will, too. Hell, with all that George has gotten up to, it might seem like child's play to him.
But to Lee, it's entirely new. For him, sex has always been this clandestine, hidden thing. It was animal behavior, biology to be taken care of and little else. But he's learning so much about all the other ways it can be, and this seems like a good way to further his education.
He's even snuck the collar away to keep in his pocket. He doesn't want to tell George to wear that, too. It's never been worn out of the safety of George's apartment before, and he wants that choice to be George's, so Lee will let him make it once he has all the information.
He decides to get a cab for the trip, not wanting to drive his beat up old truck when he may possibly be impaired. He's dressed in all black-- jeans and a silky button down and his boots, with his face shaved and his dark red curls actually combed and styled. He looks-- good. It's not often that he looks into the mirror and thinks that, but it's happening more often lately. That's George's influence, he's sure.
Once the car pulls up to George's building, Lee shoots him a text. Come downstairs.

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He's almost sobbing it feels so good.
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“That’s it. You did so good,” he murmurs quietly, turning George’s face toward him and kissing the corner of his mouth. “A perfect little slut.”
For the moment, he ignores Alex entirely, too focused on George for any of his attention to fall elsewhere.
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He's so relaxed he's almost boneless, still trembling, and his cock is still more than half hard, even having just come. He smiles against Lee's mouth.
"All of it's for you," he says, despite Alex being right there. "And you know it."
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“I know it,” Lee confirms, tugging at the lock on the collar and kissing him again. He holds onto George for a long moment, until his cock throbs with the need for attention where it’s still deep inside of George’s body. Lee kisses him and hums, pulling back and putting a hand between George’s shoulders to push him down on all fours.
Lee glances at Alex, almost embarrassed that she witnessed something so private, then shakes it off and lifts his chin, grabbing George by the hips.
“But I still have to come,” Lee reminds him, rolling his hips and thrusting in deep. “And you have a mess to clean.”
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"Yes, Sir," murmurs George, leaning down until his weight is caught on his forearms, Alex's boots in front of him, rocking forward with every thrust of Lee's cock inside him. He drags his tongue over come splattered leather, moaning at the taste, the arousal and the humiliation.
He could do this forever.
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There’s obvious fondness in his voice and he smacks George’s ass, squeezing and dragging him back onto Lee’s cock. He watches George lick his own come from Alex’s boots with red cheeks, and once he’s done he grabs George by the hair and moves his head, pressing his face into Alex’s wet cunt.
“You got to come. Now we’re going to use you to get off,” Lee tells him, smacking his ass again and letting go of his hair so he can come up for air, mouth and nose shining as Lee thrusts into him hard. “Show her what else that tongue can do.”
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"You can tell me what to do too, if you like," she says, giving Lee her best shit-eating grin. "I didn't hate it."
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For a wild, irrational moment he’s jealous that he can’t experience it for himself, but he shakes the thought away and scratches his nails lightly down George’s spine while he fucks him.
“Pull his hair,” he tells Alex, grunting as he fucks George almost lazily. They’ve all come now, and he feels no particular rush. “He likes that.”
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Content to be obedient for now, Alex pushes both hands into George's dark hair, cradling his skull, scratching her nails against his scalp before she tugs, hard enough to lift his mouth off her for a second before she lets him go back to the task at hand.
She's gratified to feel him moan, his mouth pressed tight against her cunt.
"You're right," she says, grinning breathlessly. "He does."
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“Hungry slut,” Lee says fondly, slapping George’s ass again. “Such a pretty little hole for me to use. Sometimes I want to tie him to the bed all day, all spread open, and come use him like a toy whenever I feel like it.”
He’s kind of rambling, but he knows that George likes the sound of his voice, and Lee likes what George likes. “He loves to be helpless.”
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"Does he?" says Alex, because it isn't like George can contribute to the conversation right now. She rocks her hips almost lazily, her fingers tight in his hair. "My ex did. You should invest in a cock ring, too. Make him multi-function." She grins. "Like a swiss army knife."
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“What does a cock ring do?” Lee asks, amused by the way that they’re sharing an almost casual conversation while using George’s body for pleasure. “I’m pretty new to this stuff.”
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"Keeps him hard, stops him coming until you want him to," she says, a little breathless as George sucks on her clit. She pulls his hair, changing the angle of his mouth. "Used to use them with my ex, sometimes."
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“Hm, that might be useful. This one sometimes has trouble with that,” Lee says, injecting his voice with stern disapproval even as he smirks, just to embarrass him. Even though he’s not even sure if George is even listening to them at all.
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"Once," he says, rolling his eyes fondly, even though it's probably going to earn him a slapped arse. "I did that once."
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He leans over and palms the back of George’s head, shoving his face back into Alex’s cunt. “You’re supposed to be making yourself useful.”
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George is laughing when Lee shoves his head, when he bends back down and presses his mouth against Alex's cunt, gratified when she moans. Before he came, he'd felt like he was drifting, unmoored. He feels much more present and tethered now and, God, it's fun.
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Alex, on the other hand, seems a little dazed. Lee can’t really blame her; he knows what George can do with that mouth.
“Put your fingers inside her,” he tells George as he snaps his hips forward. “I want to watch you make her come.”
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"It's not going to take long," she says, grinning breathlessly. "Tell me something filthy. About him."
She pulls George's hair again, her breath hitching.
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He ponders the request, trying to decide what to reveal. The first thing that comes to mind is how good his blood tastes, but that’s just for them. No one else needs to know about that, or George’s past. The latter mostly because those aren’t Lee’s story to tell.
“He eats ass even more enthusiastically than he eats pussy,” Lee says after a moment, grinning and dragging George back onto his cock. “He’ll stick his tongue anywhere.”
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She's lost count of how many times. She thinks its four? It's maybe four.
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“Look at what you did,” Lee says proudly, letting go of George’s hair to tuck his fingers into the back of his collar, pulling it tight across the front of his neck. “Should we show her how much you love it when I come inside you? Let her see your used up hole once I’m all done with you?”
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"Fuck, yes," he says, nodding as much as he can. "Show her."
Alex is coming around, and she grins, pillowing her arm behind her head again.
"Yeah," she says. "Show me."
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Lee grits his teeth and slaps George’s hip, grabbing into him as he fucks him with an almost brutal pace. It doesn’t take very long before Lee is slamming forward and coming with a harsh groan, tipping his head back as he spills into George’s body.
It’s only once his cock is done pulsing that he loosens his grip on the collar enough for George to take a breath, but he doesn’t let go. Instead he drags George’s body to the side, tugging him off of the sofa until he’s bent over it and has to brace his hands on the floor, thighs still on the sofa and ass up in the air as Lee pulls out of him.
It’s a humiliating position, but that’s the point.
“Look at him. Just a used up slut with a gaping hole,” Lee says to Alex, grabbing George’s thigh to roughly pull his legs open wider, watching intently as his come starts to leak out. “Maybe next time you can fuck him with a strap on while he sucks me off.”
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"It's pretty to think about, at least," she says.
He doesn't think Lee would actually let someone else fuck him, not even with a strap on. He's pretty sure.
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