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Lance groaned a bit, shaking his head as he looked up. The room was dark, and he was strapped to a chair. His arms and legs were tied down with duck tape. He couldn’t see anything past 3 feet as the overhead lamp didn’t provide much light. His lab coat was barely sitting on his shoulders and his black turtle neck was ripped across the chest, revealing his pecs as if it were one of those cleavage window sweaters. He felt his head throbbing. “...Ow...My head...Damn what hit me?” He groaned softly.
Just then, he heard a soft chuckle come from across the room.
“Well well well, look who’s awake~” Came a soft, sweet voice from a few feet in front of him. “Good to see you conscious, Mr.Sterling. I was beginning to wonder when you’d wake up~”
Lance blinked a bit, getting the haze out of his eyes as best he could before focusing his gaze ahead of him. A thin man stepped forward into the light. He had brown hair and sapphire blue eyes. He wore a suit that clung tightly to every slight curve he had. He wore a seductive yet confident grin. He looked ravishing~
The larger man couldn’t help the smirk that came to his own lips as he smiled to him. “Agent Beckett...To what do I owe the pleasure?” He asked.
Walter smiled, chuckling as he stepped closer. “Well, I just have a few questions to ask. Please forgive me for knocking you out. Usually I wouldn't resort to such things, but you were being quite unruly earlier. Now, if you answer honestly, I’ll let you go. If you lie to me, you’ll be punished. Do I make myself clear?” He asked, holding up a remote.
He had quite the mischievous glint in his eyes.
Lance looked to the remote curiously. “What’s...what’s that?” He asked, eyeing the smaller man suspiciously.
Walter chuckled. "Let's find out then. Shall we~?" He asked before he turned the dial on the remote to the lowest setting. He then pressed the button.
Lance gasped, feeling a sudden shock running up and down the length of his dick. It didn’t hurt, but it was quite a surprise. He groaned, throwing his head back as he clenched the chairs armrests. “F-Fuck! What the hell?!" He asked, looking down. It was then that he realized that his pants were undone, his cock out for Walter to see.
“Do you like it? It’s a special cock ring I had developed.” Walter chuckled. "It's nonlethal, but it can get a bit nuts~"
Sterling groaned, trembling as he passed a small glare towards the smaller man. “D-Damn...Who'd have thunk you'd be this...N-Nevermind! It doesn't matter what you do to me, I won’t tell you anything!” He proclaimed as he struggled to get his wrists free from their bonds.
Walter pouted a little. “Oh you won't? Well you never know Mr.Sterling. I could make you break quite easily~” He cooed as he pressed the button again.
Lance groaned, curling up a little as he squeezed his eyes shut. “F-Fucking twink! Ah…” He groaned. He could feel his cock twitching. Already pre was beginning to build at the tip.
“Ah ah ah Mr.Sterling. Language~” Walter purred as he stepped closer. Once he was in arms reach, he gently hooked his fingertips under Lance’s chin to make him look up. “Just tell me what you know. And I’ll let you go…No need to get more intense...” He said, leaning in. The larger man can see it, Walters cheeks were pink with anticipation. What freckles he had on his face seemed to pop out a little more as his face got more flushed. It made him seem all the more seductive.
Lance panted a bit, leaning forwards a bit more and closing the gap, kissing the twinks lips sweetly before he pulled back. “S-Sorry. Still not telling~” He purred. A look of defiance on his face.
Agent Beckett blinked a little in surprise before he chuckled. He leaned in, gently nipping at Lance’s nose before he flicked the dial up to 2. When he pressed the button, the shock that ran through Lance's cock and balls made his eyes grow wide and he let out a strangled cry. “F-Fuck! Ah!” Lance gasped. Oh his legs were shaking!
Walter murred happily as he nuzzled and kissed his forehead. “Mmmm...Come on now Mr.Sterling~ Just tell me where the agent database is and I’ll let you go~” He purred as he pulled at Lance’s ripped turtleneck. To the larger mans surprise, Walter pulled down hard, causing the sweater to completely rip in half.
That display caused Lance’s cock to twitch in its confines. He could feel his whole body heating up. He was legitimately trembling as sweat rolled down his brow. “...Fuck...Walter….” He panted. His face read between pain and pleasure to the agent. But apparently it read a bit too much on the painful side.
Walter paused, breaking character as he gently cupped his loves face. “You ok Lance?” He asked, a little worried. “I...didn’t go overboard did I? I’m only on dial 2! Maybe I made the cock ring a bit too strong…” He said as he moved to start untying his lover.
Lance stopped him though, catching Walters lips in a searing kiss. “Boi, don’t you dare stop.” He said, looking to him seriously.
That caused the smaller man to pause once more. “What? But...I thought I was hurting you?”
“Oh fuck no! This is hot as shit! Please keep going. You’re driving me nuts, Baby Boy~” He panted, leaning forward more to nuzzle into his little twinks neck.
Walter blushed a bit more and chuckled. “So you admit this role play was a good idea~?” He asked with a teasing purr.
Lance groaned a bit, but nodded. He had to admit, he first thought the role reversal idea that Walter came up with was stupid. He did humor him and attempt to get into character, but burst out laughing each time Walter gave his opening line. It was too cute and so unlike his small lover. But...then Walter decided to make it a little bit real and actually knock him out with a bit of tranquilizer. When he woke up, he was tied up in his home office chair, in said home office, and Walter was fully engrossed in the role of an agent. Once it was made a little real for him...Holy fucking shit…
“Damn Walter...I’ve never been so turned on in my life! Please keep going, Agent Beckett~” He purred before he gently nipped at his throat.
Walter shivered and laughed breathlessly. “Mmm~ As you wish~ Now, where were we? Ooohhh right. Where is the database?” He purred, getting right back into character before he turned the dial up to 3 and pressed the button once more.
Lance’s hips jerked forwards and he cried out in pleasure. “N-Nope! N-Not...telling! Fuck...When did you make this?” He asked with a groan as he looked down. He was leaking uncontrollably. A thin, shining stream of pre-cum was slowly dripping down to the ground. He wasn't sure how much more of this he could take before he exploded. Preferably all over his agents pretty face~
Agent Beckett chuckled and pet his head. “Last week. I tested it out on myself a few times. Level 10 will make your brain melt~” He whispered into his loves ear.
Lance panted, shivering as he nodded. He knew he was supposed to be in character as a scientist...but...he couldn't get rid of the dopey grin on his face. “I-I see...I'm still not telling...Maybe you should rough me up a bit more, huh?” He asked with a purr.
Walter blushed a little and chuckled, gently squeezing his hand around his loves throat. Lance's breath hitched and his eyes rolled to the ceiling. The smaller man pressed the button again as he roughly kissed the 'scientist'. He swallowed Lance’s strangled moans as he kept his thumb on the button, causing a continuous shock to run through his cock. Their tongues roughly danced together, battling for dominance as the agent ran his hands up and down Lance’s bare chest. He pushed the lab coat and torn sweater off of Lance’s shoulders, leaving his upper half now fully bare. Once he pulled back, he lifted his thumb from the remote. Once the cock ring shut off, Lance let out a choked sob.
"W-Walt-Walter...Please...I-I'm begging you baby..." Lance actually whimpered. He looked so desperate to get off. So desperate for Walter!
The smaller man couldn't help the satisfied smile that graced his face. Now this was a sight he could get used to!
“Mmmm~ I’ll rough you up as much as I want, Mr.Sterling~ Be patient....” He chuckled as he ran his hands over his chest and shoulders.
Lance panted, smiling weakly as he watched Walter through half lidded eyes. Seeing his normally shy, timid scientist act like a dominant, confident agent...It was such a huge turn on. He loved and adored it! He enjoyed the show as he watched Walter begin to kneel down between his legs. He untied his bowtie and let it rest around his neck as he unbuttoned his tuxedo jacket and dress shirt. He licked his lips as he let the jacket fall to his elbows, just barely hanging on. His little twink looked so fucking delicious! “F-Fuck, what a sight~” He moaned through gritted teeth.
Walter murred happily. Lance was desperate for him and him alone! It made his heart swell with glee, knowing that Walter now was the object of Lance's affections. When they would have sex previously, it was always wonderful. But Lance always had a look in his eye that...made Walter think he was actually doing this just to get off. But now? Lance wanted him. Not just what Walter could provide, but Walter himself! He had never been so happy to step out of his comfort zone!
He murred happily as he kissed the tip of his loves cock. He licked at the tip, savoring the flavor of his 'captives' pre, before sucking the head into his mouth. He focused only on the tip, looking up to Sterling with hungry eyes. Lance looked like he was about to lose his mind. His grip on the armrests were nearly tearing the fabric from its frame. He had a death grip on that poor piece of office furniture. Walter knew, any more stimulation would send Lance over the edge. The cock ring had been holding the load back for a while. Why not let the dam break~?
Walter moaned happily around his loves cock, sucking him in a bit deeper before he lifted the remote. He wiggled it between his fingers in a playful manner before turning the dial all the way up to ten.
Lance’s eyes went wide as he tried to wriggle out of his restraints. “N-No Baby Boy! Y-You press that button again while I'm in your mouth and I’m gonna-” He warned. But it was too late.
Once Walter pressed the button, he once again held it down to cause a continuous stream of electricity to move through the big, throbbing cock in his mouth. This time, the stimulation was so extreme that Lance screamed to high heaven. Tears gathered in the corners of his eyes from the intense pleasure.
Walter sucked the girth deeper inside, managing to get the head down into his throat before he pressed the 'release' button and let the remote fall from his hand. The cock ring then snapped open and dropped to the floor.
Lance's vision went white as he was finally granted release. He arched his back and ass off of the chair, screaming Walters name as he thrust his hips upwards. That forced his twink to swallow the rest of his dick. Walter choked around him and gripped his loves thighs tightly. But he didn’t seem to really mind, as he gleefully swallowed every last drop he was given. And he was right, it was a big load! It took about 5 swallows before he got it all down.
After a few seconds, Lance's rear finally collapsed back into the seat, his cock leaving his loves throat and mouth with a wet pop. Walter coughed as he tried to catch his breath. His own cock was throbbing painfully in its confines. Oh he wanted Lance inside him already! For him to just ravage him. But not just yet. He still needed to have some more fun~
The larger man had the most blissful expression on his face, his head laying lazily against the head rest as he tried to come down from his high. He couldn't speak. His voice was shot and he was trembling like a leaf.
Walter murred happily at the sight. He had never made Lance so sex drunk before. He needed to give himself a pat on the back later. “Mmmm...Your cum is so delicious Mr.Sterling~" He purred, taking note of Lance's cock twitch in response. He couldn't help but giggle before he looked back up to his love. "So. Are you gonna tell me what I want to know~?” He asked with a purr, tracing Lance's abdomen muscles with a feather light touch.
Lance panted, shaking his head weakly. He was just barely able to form a sentence as he managed to focus his gaze on his loves smirking face. "N-Never...."
Walter giggled as he stood up and kissed his loves lips. It was sweet and gentle, nothing too over the top. Lance was very overstimulated right now after all. “Maybe I’ll leave you here a bit to rest instead~ I need you in the right mindset before we can continue~” He purred.
Lance groaned, shaking his head. “Walter...Boy don't you dare leave me in this chair...." He said as he tried to weakly wiggle free. Never had a climax ever left him feeling so weak before! "If...If you don’t get me out of this chair right now I’m coming after you…” He warned.
Walter smiled, a shit eating grin on his face as he stood up straight and made his way to the door.
“W-Wait! You’re seriously leaving? H-hey! Walter! Un..Un-duck tape me right now!” Lance demanded.
Walter opened the door and looked back to his love. After a second or two he grinned once more and shook his head. “Nah! Come get me if you can, Agent Sterling~” He purred before closing and locking the door behind him.
Lance chuckled darkly. His resolve, and arousal, returned with a vengeance! “Oooohhh game on baby boy...Game on!” He said to himself as he used what strength he had to free his wrists from the duck tape. Though the lab coat and destroyed turtle neck remained in the chair. Turns out, he wasn’t bound as tightly as he thought. And as for his legs, only the pants were taped around the edges. Only enough to hold them back lightly, but not enough to hold them down. He had already managed to break his legs free when he had arched off this chair during his climax. This really was just for fun after all.
But now, it was Lance’s turn. His little twink was gonna get it! Now, to unlock the office door...