Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
Jake pulled up to Ryder's place, heart beating fast. None of them had talked about last weekend since it happened, and he had no idea how to feel about that. He was straight. He loved Marley, he wanted her, and he'd always had good luck with girls. Even so, lately she had been competing for time in his fantasies with Sam, tied up and begging. Sitting in his car, he debated to himself how to talk to Ryder about it, if he did at all. A smile curved his face as he thought about it…maybe he could talk Ryder into inviting Sam over again, or work something out between the two of them.
With a sigh, Jake shook his head, trying to get the dream out of his mind. He doubted they'd ever try anything like that again; it had probably just been their out of control hormones coupled with the exhilaration of their performance that had brought on the events of the weekend. Ryder just wanted to play video games…although, Jake wasn't sure he bought what Ryder had said about working out. He sounded out of breath, sure, but there was something…else…something he couldn't put his finger on in the way Ryder was talking.
Well, only one way to find out. With a shrug, he climbed out of his car and headed for the front door. Ringing the doorbell, he was greeted a few second later by Ryder. He was, to Jake's silent disappointment, fully dressed.
"Hey dude, come on in," Ryder invited, waving his arm into the entryway. Jake started to go in, but paused as he got a closer look at Ryder's face. He was flushed, his hair was damp, and he looked nervous.
"You ok man?" Jake asked, concerned.
Ryder nodded, though he looked more nervous. "Yeah, I'm fine, just, uh, just looking forward to today."
Jake wondered if Ryder was planning to pick up where they'd left off last weekend after all, or if he had inadvertently interrupted the boy in the middle of "alone" time upstairs. Either way, Jake was getting turned on. Mentally shrugging, he headed for the living room.
As he walked in, he noticed a flicker of movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned, and barely registered that Sam was charging before he was tackled directly into the couch. Quickly Jake tried to fight back, only to have Ryder grab him by the legs.
Jake was strong, quick, and wiry. He knew that in a fair match he could probably take Ryder. On a good day, with the right circumstances, he could probably be a match for Sam. There was no way he could take them both together. As he struggled against them, Sam ripped Jake's shirt off and the two forced his hands behind his back. He felt cold steel and heard the click of handcuffs locking his wrists together.
"Ahh! No! Ryder you traitor! No!"
"Sorry man," Ryder said, though the happiness in his voice belied any regrets he claimed. "I didn't have a choice, he got me too this morning."
Jake tried to kick, but Ryder caught his legs. As Sam pushed Jake face first into the couch and sat on his back to hold him still, Ryder pulled off his shoes, socks, and pants, leaving him wearing only his blue Tommy Hilfiger boxer-briefs. Jake heard a ripping noise, and felt duct tape being wrapped around his ankles. He tried to struggle, but the guys were too strong, and soon he was bound and foot. For good measure, Ryder ran several lengths of tape around Jake's knees, too, making sure that he couldn't get out until they let him out.
Carrying him over to a chair, Sam sat down and lay Jake over his lap.
"Now, Jake, we're going to talk about what a bad boy you were last weekend."
"Come on man, Ryder was as mean as me!"
"Yeah, but he got punished this morning. Actually, that's why he betrayed you, if you're curious; I wouldn't let him come until he got you over here."
Jake tried to squirm away, but with Sam holding him in place and Ryder still holding his legs, he was stuck.
"So, you're younger than all of us. You're the little kid of the group." Jake hated being called a little kid, but he wasn't in any position to protest. Aside from that, he was already embarrassingly hard, and he knew that Sam knew. He could also feel Sam's erection pushing against his even through the jeans Sam was wearing. "So, I asked myself, how do we punish bad little boys? It's quite simple, really."
Sam brought his hand down hard on Jake's butt, earning a cry of surprise and pain.
"You spank them."
Jake, in full panic mode, tried to escape again, but was held easily in place. Holding his bound hands with one hand, Sam used the other to spank Jake mercilessly.
"Count them, little boy," Ryder taunted.
"We're not going to stop until we reach 25, and we won't know when that is until you count there," Sam told him teasingly.
Every spank seemed to make Jake harder. Trying to breathe through the pain and horniness, Jake slowly started counting the hits.
"One…ow, two…oh God, three…"
"Good boy," Sam purred as Jake finally reached 25.
"Ok, that's done…please…"
"No way!" Ryder exclaimed. "Do you have any idea what I went through this morning? You're not getting away that easily!"
Picking Jake up, the two boys attempted to carry him up the stairs, but he squirmed and wriggled so frantically they kept losing their grips on him.
"Ok, let's put him down again, I have an idea," Sam told Ryder.
They carefully set him on the floor face down, and Ryder immediately sat on Jake's shoulders to hold him in place while Sam grabbed the duct tape again. Grabbing Jake's still bound ankles, Sam pulled them up so that they bent back and rested on Jake's butt and used the duct tape to hog tie him. Totally immobile now, Jake was very hard. It was also humiliating to be the only one not wearing clothes.
Sam ran upstairs for something, and Ryder used the opportunity grab Jake's boxers and give him a wedgie, causing an embarrassed laugh from his prisoner. With that, Ryder lifted Jake off the ground by his boxers, enjoying the groan and the cries of pain as he carried the immobile boy up the stairs and into his room. Jake saw Sam going through a backpack. There were leather restraints attached to the bed, which showed signs of use.
"I had to go get my magical bag of strange and wonderful things!" Sam said, grinning widely. "Ryder's now very familiar with some of my toys, but there's a few more I want to try out."
"Toys?" Jake panicked, struggling desperately against the tape and the handcuffs. "What toys?"
Sam patted his cheek. "I've decided that in the interest of fairness, I'm going to torture you the way you tortured me."
Jake watched with mounting horror as Sam pulled out a feather, considered, and offered it to Ryder. "Want to try it from this side this time?"
Nodding eagerly, Ryder began running it up and down Jake's foot, causing him to giggle and laugh. Sam, meanwhile, had pulled out a pair of gloves with what looked like fine hairs all over them. As he put them on and touched Jake, however, it quickly became apparent that these gloves were designed to tease and tickle whatever flesh they touched. Sam rolled Jake on his side, and as Ryder worked the feet Sam touched his chest, ribs and armpits, causing him to scream with laughter. By far, however, the best reaction came when Sam put his pinky finger into Jake's belly button and wiggled it with excruciating thoroughness. For the next half an hour, Jake was in his own ticklish hell.
When they finally stopped, Jake was a blubbering, trembling mess.
"Please…" Jake gasped out, "please no more…I'm sorry Sam, I won't do it again, please no more…"
Sam grinned. "We'll see. For now, though, we'll be nice. We'll stop playing with your body for the moment."
As Ryder caught Jake's shoulders and lifted him so that he was now on his knees, it occurred to Jake that Sam hadn't actually ruled out being tied up again. Before he could think too much about the implications, though, he was confronted with the incredibly erotic image of Sam and Ryder kissing. Without even thinking about it, the two passionately connected their lips, letting their tongues fight for dominance as their hands explored each other's bodies. Ryder pulled Sam's shirt off impatiently and Sam did the same to Ryder, tossing them aside. Unable to stop watching, Jake whimpered and struggled to get himself free. He badly needed to touch himself.
Without letting their lips stop touching, Sam reached down and oh so slowly unbuttoned Ryder's jeans, letting them fall softly to the floor, leaving him in only his boxers and socks. Ryder was very hard too, if the bulge in his boxers was anything to go by. Reaching down, Sam cupped it, earning a moan of pleasure from Ryder. Jake was whimpering almost constantly at this point, hard and needy while being ignored. His breath caught as Sam suddenly scooped Ryder up and tossed him on the bed, lying on top of him while kissing and sucking his neck. Ryder, moaning with pleasure, pushed Sam into a sitting position and broke apart from him. Kneeling down in front of Sam, Ryder used his mouth to undo his pants before pulling them off.
Sobbing with desire now, seeing both guys hard and making out, Jake begged shamelessly. "Oh God, please untie me, I need to come, oh God please…"
Both guys looked at him and smiled. Ryder walked over, grinning widely as he said, "You know, it occurs to me that you're the only guy here who's never given a blow job before."
With an eagerness that stunned even him, Jake opened his mouth and tried to lean closer to Ryder without falling over. Ryder instead caught his head, and letting his boxers fall to the floor he guided Jake's head over his erection, moving Jake back and forth rather than himself. Jake sucked eagerly, relishing the taste and the loss of control. The nine inches of rock-hard cock in his mouth was immensely satisfying. When Ryder came, he drank it down eagerly.
Ryder noticed at that point how hard Jake was and how wet with pre-cum his underwear was. Grabbing the scissors, he cut away at the cloth and reached into Sam's bag, pulling out the horrible cock—ring he had been forced to wear earlier. He fit it over Jake.
Sam, meanwhile, was touching himself while he watched the two of them. He exchanged one more kiss with Ryder before stopping in front of Jake, who eagerly opened his mouth again.
Sam tasted differently than Ryder, but at least they were both the same size so there were no surprises awaiting Jake. Sucking hard, he was able to make Sam come quickly. The cock-ring was preventing him from coming himself, and he was slowly going insane from the desire. To his relief, Ryder lifted it off and began sucking himself. Jake exploded almost instantly.
After Jake was untied, the three naked boys sat on Ryder's bed. None of them spoke for several minutes until Ryder finally gathered his courage. Looking down at his hands, unwilling to meet their eyes, he began to speak.
"I don't know what's going on here. I always thought I was straight, and think I still am, but maybe I'm bisexual or bicurious. I don't know about the two of you, but I really like…doing….whatever this is. These bondage threesomes are great, even when I'm the one being tortured, but I'd like to know now whether or not these are going to continue, or whether you guys are freaked out, or what's going on. I'd also rather nobody else know."
Jake hesitated, then spoke next. "I love Marley, but sometimes it gets frustrating how slowly we're going. This is a good outlet for me. Also, I think this really appeals to my kinky side, and I'd rather do this stuff with you two than somebody else. I agree with Ryder, too, nobody else gets in on this or knows about it."
Sam nodded. "This is…fun. It's different, and it's exciting, and if you guys are agreeable, I'd like to do this more often. Maybe planned amongst the three of us, rather than being surprises for whoever gets tied up."
Jake smiled. "I actually kind of liked being surprised like that, and I think you did too Sam. Maybe we should agree on the dates and times, but choose randomly who gets tied up when."
All three boys nodded. "I think we're agreed then. We'll keep doing this, talking about it with ourselves, and nobody else has to know about it. As far as the other guys are concerned, we're just playing video games." Ryder summed up. "My parents go out of town most weekends anyways, and since we've been doing this here let's keep meeting at my place."
Sam nodded. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm having too much fun to stop right now. I'd like to keep going." The other guys nodded so he continued. "We'll have to eat soon, order pizza or something, but until then do you guys want to keep going?"
Eager smiles dominated all three faces. They stood up, and while Sam began to lay out his toys in on Ryder's desk, Jake went to use the bathroom and Ryder lay down, thinking of what had happened. Relaxing naked, he started to get hard again from thinking about everything they had been through. Jake came back and immediately lay on top of Ryder, their sweaty bodies responding to each other as they kissed. Sam came over too and rubbed Jake's back, lightly slapping his butt. Caught up in the ecstasy, Ryder barely noticed Sam walking around the bed. Jake pushed him down harder, linking their hands. As Ryder kissed back, he suddenly became aware that Jake was smirking. Before he could ask why, the restraints were once again attached to his wrists. He tried to sit up in a panic but it was too late, Sam walked back around and together with Jake put the leather around his ankles again.
Jake grinned evilly, looking down at Ryder's flushed face with his own. "Revenge time, Ryder!"
The End
AN: I'll definitely do more stories similar to this, with different pairings of Glee guys, but I think I've taken this particular story about as far as it'll go.