For the past few days, they didn't really touch him and Zak had pouted about it for a few hours of those days, though he'll never admit. Nick and Aaron could see how much he's missing them, but if they do this right, the night of the lockdown is going to be spectacular. Still, even that was some time from now and as much as Zak was being antsy, so were they. The only difference was that they had each other to play with, and Zak pretty much only had himself.

That made Nick blink and pause in his movements from atop Aaron's lap. Aaron groaned and tightened his hands around the other man's hips, wondering why he stopped so suddenly.

"Dude, Zak's by himself," he said and dropped down slowly over Aaron's cock, moaning at the stretch.

Aaron groaned, "Yeah, that was the plan, Nick." He thrusted his hips up and Nick ground down against him, a silent command to sit the fuck still.

"Yeah, he's all by himself right now. Probably fucking touching himself. Have you thought of that?" He pinned Aaron's shoulders on the headboard, "On his fucking back with his hand on his cock and fingers in his mouth," He groaned and sped the rise and fall of his hips, "On his hands and fucking knees with his ass in the air playing with that cock hungry hole," He keened as Aaron started pulling on his shaft, "Oh, fuck."

And that's pretty much all it took to have Aaron spill inside of him while Nick tightened around him and shot his load over his chest.

Aaron laughed as Nick rested his head on his shoulder, "Man, what would we do without him."

"You mean, 'What would he do without us?'" Nick smirked and sat up, "Let's find a toy shop. Think he'll appreciate it during the lockdown?"

Getting time away from Zak during the day was hard. Well, it would've been easy if Nick and Aaron weren't so worried that Zak would find the nearest library and look up newspaper clippings and history books on the castle. Nick and Aaron had already done so prior, but Zak was just that much of a closet book worm and just that self-conscious that he seriously had to know everything before he opens his mouth for the camera. He claimed he needed to do it to sound confident when he does their monologues. Nick claimed its because Zak doesn't want to sound like an idiot. And in all honestly, Aaron thought they were talking about the same thing.

When the date for their interviews started to look sooner rather than later, Nick knew they had to tire Zak out somehow or they just might end up tying Zak to the hotel bed, who knows. He really wasn't very imaginative if it didn't really lead up to anything else. And the thought of blindfolding Zak while they walked around didn't seem very logical, although he knew he and Aaron would get a kick out of leading a blind Zak by the arm into an adult toy shop.

So when they were all sitting in Zak's hotel room with some cartoon playing on the telly waiting for the day to warm up and Zak said something about today being a good day to check out the local library, Nick panicked and jumped in Zak's lap, practically kissing the air right out of him.

Aaron watched on stupidly for a minute. Nick always did enjoy climbing on top of things and at the moment, with Zak's arms pinned high above his his head, Nick was pretty much all over the other male. He wasn't really sure if he should just sit back and enjoy the show as Zak allowed himself to be dominated with Nick's tongue, or freak the fuck out on them before he came forward and lifted Nick off of Zak from under the armpits.

"What are you doing?" Aaron whispered harshly into Nick's ear. He bit his lip as Zak whined from the bed, looking thoroughly disheveled.

"He wants to go to the library, dude. What do we do?"

Zak growled, "Why'd you stop him?" He sat up, "Why the hell you do that instead of join?"

Nick and Aaron stopped talking at each other and paid attention to Zak. He was glaring at them and had crossed his arms over his chest. He eyes shifted and refused to meet theirs, "You know, I could hear you guys in the other room. I'm starting to think you guys don't want me anymore."

They knew that look. Its a look Zak only does when he's feeling insecure. He gets all fiesty, his eyebrows furrowed and his full lips pursed into a pout. He's angry, yes, but he was also clearly very hurt.

Nick winced, fuck, "Distract him," he whispered to Aaron and got behind him, pushing him to stand in front of Zak, "Distract him! I'll go to the shop."

"Wait, what?" Aaron looked over his shoulder at Nick, "Dude, you know I'd love to, but what?"

"I'll play with him later."

Nick grabbed his wallet and pretty much bolted out of the room leaving a very awkward air around Aaron and Zak. Or just around Aaron. Zak still looked pretty pissed.

"Where's he going?" Zak asked, but it came out more like a statement.

Aaron shifted, "Uh, out."

"Out? Well, we're going out too. Where the hell is he going?" Zak stood and this time Aaron panicked. As Zak stomped passed him, Aaron grabbed Zak by the shoulders and pinned him so fast against the wall, Zak let out an "Oomph!" and his narrowed eyes widened in surprise.

"Let's just stay here. I miss holding you."

Zak's scowl softened. He still looked a bit sad, but he melted under Aaron's touch, "Okay..." He started, "But, Nick. Why'd Nick run off like that?" Aaron just felt guilty as Zak tried to hold his voice steady. "Is he tired of me?"

"He's not tired of you," Aaron said. He smiled deviously, "In fact, just a few nights ago he was just telling me what he thought you were doing here all by yourself."

"What I was... Oh, God."

"So... you could hear us, can you?"

Zak blushed and nodded as he let Aaron pull his arms above his head.

"We're gonna..?"

"Not today, but soon."

Zak puckered his lips out, his blue eyes dancing playfully and Aaron laughed before sealing there lips together. He pressed their bodies closer and smiled as he felt Zak hard against his thigh.

"You're aroused already?"

Zak flushed and stared him in the eyes, "Dude, you guys haven't touched me in over a week."

"Has it been that long?" Aaron joked and Zak rolled his eyes, a small grin on his lips.

"Yeah. So touch me," He pushed back and Aaron backed himself up on the bed, pulling Zak over his lap as he sat.

Zak put his hands on Aaron's shoulders as he rocked his hips against him and Aaron leaned back so Zak could sit higher at his hips. Zak pressed their lips together, nipping at Aaron's lips as he shyly whispered, "Want to suck you."

Aaron chuckled, "No, but we could do the next best thing. Drop your pants."

Zak's eyebrows furrowed, but he stood and did as he was told, the heavy denim falling to the floor and Aaron reached foward to touch the soiled front of his underwear. Zak whimpered and wrapped his fingers around Aaron's wrist, pressing his buldge against Aaron's palm.

"I'm not going anywhere," Aaron laughed and lightly massaged him through his boxer briefs. Zak let go of his wrist as Aaron reached for the band of his underwear and pushed it down so Zak could step out of them too.

Zak crawled back into Aaron's lap, stripping off his shirt in the process and moaned as his hardened flesh met with Aaron's clothed stomach. He rubbed himself against Aaron and Aaron chuckled, claiming Zak was going to ruin his shirt.

"I'll fucking destroy it if you don't put your hands on me."

Aaron rolled his eyes, "Turn around." Zak stared hard at him, "Turn around, that way you don't ruin my shirt."

Zak huffed and carefully turned around while Aaron leaned back so Zak didn't fall to the floor as he balanced himself on Aaron's knees. He ran his hands down the strong back before reaching around and wrapping a hand around Zak's cock.

"Oh, fuck."

Aaron adored every minute of it. Zak hadn't been able to stop moving his hips either up through his fist or down against the buldge pressing into his ass. If Zak was this needy in just a few days, think of how he'll be during the lockdown. Zak moaned loudly, his back pretty much plastered to Aaron's chest as he grinded his ass against Aaron's clothed erection, and held on tightly to the hand holding him tightly around his cock as he shot his seed in ropes across the hotel room floor. Nick was a genius. He smiled as Zak shyly suggested returning the favor, but Aaron just shook his head. If he's going to make Zak wait, he might as well wait too.

That made Zak raise an eyebrow. Aaron has never turned down a blow job from him before. Zak just knewthe other two were planning something, but he had no idea where that left him.

They had lazed around on the bed for a couple of hours just listening to the local news go on about some sort of riot downtown. Zak wasn't really dozing off on Aaron's chest, but he was silent and Aaron petted the back of his head.

Then his cellphone rang and Zak quickly sat up, "Is that mine?"

"No, it's mine." Aaron picked up and Zak rolled his eyes. He still wasn't given back his phone.

"Dude, come to your room. I got it." Nick said and Aaron told Zak to wait for him here as he hung up.

"But I want to go with you."

"Zak," Aaron started as he came up with a lie, "It's just some business I got to take care of about the interviews in a couple of days. Nick'll be here soon, why don't you wait for him?"

Zak threw himself back against the bed, looking quite put out again. Aaron almost crawled in with him, but he knew he needed to follow the plan. "Come on, gimme a kiss."

Zak huffed and sat up again. As Aaron came close to land a soft one, Zak grabbed him by the front of his shirt and shoved his tongue right into Aaron's mouth before pushing him away.

Aaron was just out the door when he heard the other man mumble. He asked him what he said.

"I'm mad at you, bro. I'm not some princess you could lock up in here."

Aaron laughed and shut the door.

He walked the short distance to the next room only to see that Nick had left the door open on the lock. He pushed in and saw Nick sitting on the bed with a large plastic bag on the floor. Four boxes were scattered around him, all unopened and Nick pretty much looked like he didn't know where to start. Nick looked up, noticing the cum stain on Aaron's shirt and Aaron laughed as he pointed it out.

"Dude, how much did you buy?"

"It's not as much as you think," Nick said as he leaned back, "It's mostly just packaging."

Aaron nodded and picked up the smallest package. It was a little bigger than his head, and the rest were just a bit bigger than that. He shook it before opening the easy flap and seeing what was inside.

"What the fuck." He looked at it blankly. He knew what it was, but... of all things, how...?

Nick laughed and reached for it, his hand easily wrapping around the one inch diameter of the wireless bullet, "It goes in him," he said matter-of-factly and Aaron rolled his eyes. He knew that.

"Just when do you plan on using that on him?"

Nick's eyes hooded as he thought, "During the interviews. I want it in him and with this," he grabbed for the remote, "Well, you can have it, or I can. I just want to see him squirm."

"Oh my God, Nick." Aaron laughed, "What else is here?"

"The rest are definately just for the investigation. I know I've got something awesome for him to wear in there..."

The day of the interviews came a lot slower now that Nick had what he needed. Nick had woken up insanely early and high off his rocker, dead excited for what he had in store for Zak. Aaron had groaned as Nick rolled away from him when the sun came up and had laughed tiredly as NIck jumped into the bathroom, claiming he needed to be in Zak's room before Zak was done with his shower. Aaron just rolled his eyes and reminded Nick where they put the remote before falling back asleep. He didn't even stir as Nick left the room.

Nick had asked if Aaron wanted to follow along, but it seemed not. He shrugged it off as he got to Zak's door and pulled his wallet out to grab the extra key. Slipping inside, he was happy to hear the shower was at full blast. He sat on the already made bed and pulled out the toy for the day as well as the remote. He had never turned it on, but since it was going to be in Zak in a few minutes...

He nearly dropped it as he flipped the switch. The sales associate wasn't lying. It didstart out at it's highest setting and turning the dial, it got lower from there. Nick smirked as he shut it back off, his hand tingling as the switch got closer to the off setting. Everytime he or Aaron turned the toy on or off, Zak had no choice but to feel the full force of the bullet.

He thought for a moment. It's been a while and Nick wasn't so sure Zak could take holding something in him for three to four hours. Should he grab the lube? Nah. If he used the lube, Zak would leak it all over his pants and Zak would ultimately blame him. But he needed to get Zak ready. He wasn't going to hurt him.

Nick put his arms behind him as the bathroom door clicked and Zak came walking out, blind, while he rubbed furiously at his hair with a towel. Nick took the time to admire the barely clad form and as Zak came closer to him, Nick stood, grabbed Zak around the waist, shoved him onto his knees and pressed his shoulders into the bed.

"What he fuck!" Zak yelled and stilled as warm hands ran down his naked back and down to untie the knot at his hip.

"Shh..." Nick smirked as the body under him trembled, "It's just me."

Zak's body tensed before he ripped the towel off his head, "You fucker! I thought you were some crazy psycho rapist," he gasped as he felt something cold slide down his crack and against his entrance. "What is that..." He fell over his arms, his face warming up as the press against his hole become more insistent.

"It's going in you," Nick said as he massaged the side of the toy againt Zak's hole, groaning as he watched the tight pucker tense as he pulled away and loosen as he played the tip lightly around wrinkled skin, "Think you could take it like this? It isn't too big."

Zak shook his head, blushing madly. He could take it, his hole was throbbing for it, but if he said yes and Nick stopped touching him...

"That's what I thought."

Zak whined as both the toy and Nick moved away and had been thoroughly surprised as Nick lifted him from his hips and discarded him on the bed. Zak didn't think he had it in him. Nick kept his hands around his waist to keep Zak from turning, so he looked over his shoulder.

"How did you..."

Nick laughed, "Never said it was easy." He pushed at Zak, making him crawl a bit more forward so that he could put a knee on the bed too. Zak lowered his upper body and spread his legs wide, raising his ass high into the air, displaying his sex as heat scattered his cheeks for taking up such a lewd position. Nick chuckled as Zak looked away from him, embarassed, as he held him open. He leaned forward, licking from Zak's taint to his pucker, leaving open sucking kisses to the twitching hole. Zak squeeked and tried to bolt to the head of the bed, but Nick held fast at his hips and pulled him back.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"Getting you ready," Nick mumbled and held on tightly as he went for it again. He groaned as he felt the pucker twitch against his tongue before sealing his lips over it and sucking lightly. Zak's hips bucked against him, moaning shamefully as Nick buried his face between his cheeks and Nick started wiggling his tongue, teasing him loose, pushing saliva into his hole.

Nick pulled away, smiling as he saw the spit-shined pucker wink wontonly at him. He slipped a finger inside just for good measure and moaned as that hungry hole practically sucked his finger in. He grabbed the bullet, pressing the head of the toy against Zak's entrance teasingly, circling the teased hole and Zak buried his face in the pillows, reaching behind himself to spread his ass open as he begged Nick to put it in him. Before long, Nick was pushing a good portion of it inside and Zak rewarded Nick with a mew.

He lightly thrusted the toy in and out of Zak, the sound of slick sucking every time he pulled the toy out out meshed with Zak's embarassed whines. Nick turned the bullet on and Zak's spine arched beautifully as he came against the sheets.

"Here's the deal," Nick said as he pushed Zak onto his back and grabbed his cock roughly, smirking as Zak writhed on the bed from oversensation, "I turn it off if you keep it inside all day."

"But Nick," Zak whined as Nick started stroking his spent flesh. How was he supposed to speak with it on? "I can't... I..."

"Won't be on the whole time, I promise."

Zak relented, there really wasn't much else he could do and Nick quickly switched it off.

"Don't move," Nick said as he reach between Zak's legs and pushed the toy completely inside, his finger slipping past the abused ring until the pendant at the end of the toy lay against it. He pulled his hands away and felt quite pleased with himself as the ring closed around the string.

"What did you say?" Nick cocked his head to the side as Zak mumbled into a pillow.

"I said I want Aaron here. I'm mad at you," Zak said again and then tried to suffocate himself with the pillow.

Nick laughed and pulled the pillow off of Zak's face, "You know, this is just as much Aaron's idea as it is mine."

"Yeah, but he didn't do it. You did." He narrowed his eyes, "Get Aaron here, I need a cuddle."

Nick leaned in for a goodbye kiss and Zak returned it angrily before glaring up at him as Nick left the room.

It's like Nick and Aaron lived to torture him or something.

It had been a little more than two hours before the three of them could leave the room. It wasn't that Aaron took to long to get ready, because he didn't, or that Zak spent another hour fixing his hair, although usually it did. It kind of had to do with the toy making it hard for Zak to walk for more than five feet and not turn into panting mess by Nick or Aaron's feet asking them to make it stop or make him cum.

Aaron had been down right amused next to a smug Nick that Zak felt he had no one on his side. Probably never had and his glare intensified as he pushed himself off the wall he was resting against.

"I fucking hate you. Both of you."

Aaron scoffed into his fist and failed to play it off as a cough and the smirk on Nick's face only turned into one hell of a smug smile.

The car ride had even been more of a hell than Zak had ever thought, and even more entertaining for Nick and Aaron. If the flush on his cheeks and labored breathing had anything to go by, the bumpy ride just might of pushed all his buttons and they didn't even need to touch the remote. Zak had been needy the whole damn time, panting with eyes clenched shut everytime Nick revved it over the uneven road.

It honestly was just a warning when they parked the car and Nick turned it on just to remind Zak that the car ride was not where the fun ended. It totally wasn't because he wanted to see Zak throw his head back against the head rest, press a palm against his cock and watch his hips twitch as he came in his pants. Aaron had reached his hand out for a high-five well done, but Nick put the remote in his hand instead and Aaron had been positively crackling as he switched it to it's lowest setting and Zak laid limp while he tried to catch his breath.

"You gonna turn it off?" Nick whispered.

Aaron thought for a moment, "It's highest level is by the off, right?"

Nick nodded.

"Then, no. It stays on the whole time."

And the interviews. Nick grinned as he steadied the camera. He didn't think Aaron had a mean bone in his body, but he guessed Aaron had been spending too much time with him. Every once in a while Zak's spine would arch ever so lightly, or Zak would gasp in the middle of a sentence and Nick would look to Aaron and see his free hand in his jacket pocket. At one point Nick had been worried Zak was just going to scream "fuck it" and slap a hand over his cock, a stranger there, or not.

But Zak hadn't and Nick had to applaud his control. Everytime Zak walked pass him, Nick would trace the stitching down his pants, pressing it down the cleft of his ass and Zak would give him a small proud smile, knowing he did better than expected, with an aroused flush staining his cheeks. He'd walk away then, closer to Aaron and Aaron would nod, impressed and proud of Zak as well and the dial would move up. Nick could tell everytime Zak's hips would twitch and a soft mew would slip through his lips.

By hour two, they were scheduled to meet another demon victim on the dungeon floor and Aaron had given Nick the remote and, well...

"This is the excecutioner's bed chambers. He was a very rich man, you see, with the amount of people being led to their deaths. People who have rented out this room... Uhm... are you alright, Zak?"

Zak nodded and bit his lip as he tried to stop himself from rocking on the chair. The lady he was interviewing was looking at him funny, but why the hell not when whoever had the fucking remote turned it on really fucking high...

"R-right... I'm good." Zak struggled to say and tried to ignore the two men taping them, "So when visitors occupy this room the... Oh, fuck." He actually couldn't stop himself from arching his back as the bullet vibrated even faster. He literally had to hold onto the seat so he didn't reach into the back of his pants to press his fingers against his aching hole.

The lady's eyes widened, "Is it the demon? The demon has attached itself to you?"

Nick scoffed and actually choked on his spit while Aaron snorted.

"No. Yes. No. No! Oh god, please..."

And that was pretty much it for Nick and Aaron. Nick escorted the lady to the door, claiming that they'll take care of their friend, after all, they were professionals, and the sweet lady told them to be careful. He almost felt bad about cutting it off short. But, hell, he could hear Zak whining and by the muffled sound, Zak was probably in Aaron's arms already and Nick really wanted to be a part of that.

He walked back into the bed chambers and it was even better than he imagined. Zak's pants and boxers had already been discarded on the floor and he was on his knees on the bed, his face burried into the pillows, fingers sliding in and out of his ass. Aaron sat between his legs, curiously touching the pendant with wet fingers as Zak tried to hide his moans.

"Fuck, Nick. How deep did you put it in him?"

Nick shrugged, he didn't really think about it. The bullet was about three inches long, and, well, pushing his finger inside with it and with how much Zak has been moving... Nick blinked. Oh. Oh.

"It's probably up against his prostate or really close to it."

Aaron rolled his eyes as Nick sat on the bed next to Zak's head. Nick started petting Zak's hair soothingly as Aaron pulled Zak's hand away to rub the pads of his fingers against the throbbing pucker.

"Stop that," Aaron said, lightly spanking a cheek as Zak started moving his hips against his hand. Zak whimpered as he stilled and Aaron pressed a finger in, feeling the relentless vibrating toy against his finger tip. He slipped his finger out and pulled on the pendant, Zak's moans toning down until the end of the toy stuck out.

"Still hard, baby?" Nick asked and Zak nodded against his thigh. Nick turned down the vibrations, "Want to cum, or will it hurt?"

Zak shook his head, "Once more... I... Ah, ah, ah," his eyes glazed over as Aaron started fucking him with the toy, the sensation different and a whole lot better than merely being stretched around it while the bullet happily buzzed in him. He shoved back against Aaron's hand and his body tightened in orgasm, his cock twitching under him as he came dry.

Nick hands stalled in Zak's hair as he noticed the other man passed out on his thigh. He watched Aaron pull the toy out of Zak and Nick turned it off as Aaron pulled a hand towel from one of his vest pockets, wrapping the toy in it and discarding it on the table.

"How long you think he's gonna be out for?" Aaron asked as he shifted the front of his pants. Nick grinned, empathizing with the other man.

"Shouldn't be too long. Give him five minutes." Nick looked around the room, measuring the bed with his eyes. Seems pefect enough...

"Here?"

Aaron raised an eyebrow, "Pardon?"

"During the lockdown, while Zak talks with the person who's locking us in. I could drop the bag over here instead of the dungeon," Nick bit his lip, "I mean... I feel bad enough already, might as well give him a bed, ya know?"

Aaron agreed. There were stories, right? Surely the evil executioner demon guy brought up prisoners here to do ungodly things to them. If not, well. If the executioner's ghost did come out he's surely going to make himself known when he sees what's happening on his bed.