One night when they had some time to spare Aizawa told her to keep her phone charged and at hand. He disappeared some time after dinner, unexpectedly vanishing and leaving only a cryptic text message behind.
<b>Eraser</b>: <i>Keep your phone close</i>
Elly did as he asked and went a step further, sitting down on their bed and getting comfortable. She was starting to nod off when she got another text.
<b>Eraser</b>: <i>My laptop is on the nightstand. Open it.</i>
When she did she couldn't believe her eyes. A video feed was showing her boyfriend laying nude on a bed with a sex toy next to him. The dildo had a curve and some bulbs expressly meant to help stimulate the male prostate. It also had vibration settings that went from one to ten. He showed it to her silently, then placed it nearby.
Elly's breathing grew quicker.
Aizawa fell back on the bed and spread his legs, reaching for a bottle of lubricant. He coated two fingers in a generous amount and began to open himself up, slowly thrusting one, and then the other inside his tightly puckered hole. He added lube one more time before a third finger was introduced, and that's when he began to moan softly.
"F - fuck," he panted. "Okay, enough." He grabbed the vibrator and inserted the tip, taking a big breath of air. "You better be watching me fuck myself on this," he growled sternly at the camera before pushing it in.
"<i>Shit</i>, that's bigger than my fingers." He inserted it to the flared end, a safety stopper, then choked a little when it hit near his prostate. Swallowing hard, he drew the sheet beside him over himself and, once again, looked directly into the camera. "I have to have help for this part."
To her added shock Hizashi walked in with some cloth strips. He winked at her before tying his friend's wrists together, binding him so he couldn't remove the toy no matter what she did. He looped them to the bed posts as well, then shook out a smaller piece of fabric.
"Open up, Sho," he teased. Aizawa gave him a dirty look but he did as he was asked, opening his mouth so the other man could fasten the gag securely. "Not too tight?"
He shook his head.
"I'll be in the other room," the blond man addressed her seriously. "If you open your phone, babe, you'll see a newly added app. It controls the vibrator." He winked. "If he's in trouble, text me and I'll help. But, ya know, for now... have fun!" He grasped the end of the sheet and yanked it abruptly off, exposing Aizawa's rock hard erection.
Hizashi walked off humming softly to himself.
Elly stared at her phone. She'd opened it to find the application that went with the toy. It was currently turned off.
Blushing, she turned it on.
Aizawa's body immediately stiffened but he remained fairly calm, going so far as to give her a challenging look. She tapped it higher, this time to three, and now there was a reaction. He tossed his head and groaned softly, his dark eye losing that cocky glare and hazing over with lust. She let him sit that way for awhile, turning it down and back up, seeing him grow more and more agitated as she teased him.
Elly grinned and raised the level to five. Her heart racing, she watched as he swallowed hard, his cheeks stained pink with lust and faint embarrassment.
"Mmmft!" The buzzing grew louder and he struggled on the bed, whimpering and pulling against the soft restraints. The cloth gag in his mouth was soaked with spit by now and his naked body covered in a shiny glow of sweat. He arched his back, his needy, dripping cock flopping on his thigh while he dug his toes into the sheets.
Elly turned it to eight.
<i>Now</i> when he raised his eye to the camera it was wide and pleading with her. His rigid length was slick and dripping endlessly from the swollen head. His moans were continual, and when she edged it up to the final setting he started to buck his hips into the air, whimpering when he met with no friction at all.
"Nmm! Urghhh!"
Elly shrieked softly and almost dropped the phone at the sound of a text coming in.
<b>Mic</b>: <i>Hey, babe, your BF doing OK in there? He's sure making a lot of noise!</i> ♡
<b>Ches</b>: <i>I think he's getting pissed he can't come</i>...
<b>Mic</b>: <i>Oh? Does he need a "hand"?</i>
She nearly choked on that suggestion.
<b>Mic</b>: <i>We talked about this before, he knew it might come down to it. Your choice, babygirl - you can drive all the way to my place or I can jerk him off right before your eyes.</i>
She fanned herself with one hand, sweating, the spot where her thighs met plump with electric excitement.
<b>Ches</b>: <i>Help him out</i>.
Aizawa lay sweating and gasping on the bed when he heard footsteps. He immediately knew her choice had been made and let out a low groan.
Hizashi untied the gag and tossed it aside. "You okay? Wanna get right down to it?"
"Shut up," Aizawa grunted crossly. "Just fucking help me."
"That's not polite." He sighed and took hold of the end of the toy, thrusting it in and out a few times very quickly.
Aizawa threw his head back, the tendons standing out as he clenched his jaw tightly. "Hizashi, you <i>bastard</i>!"
"See? Potty mouth." He pouted sadly at the camera. "What d'ya think, Ches? Do you want him to beg? I personally think he should apologize, too."
She would have laughed but the whole scenario was turning her on far too much.
<b>Ches</b>: <i>Make him beg for it</i>, she texted with shaky fingers.
"Oh oh, ding! Another text..." Hizashi read it and chuckled evilly. "Bad news for you, Sho - you need to be a good boy and beg for your orgasm."
"What?! I'm not going to -" He wheezed, tensing all his muscles and pulling on his restraints. "Don't you dare! Don't..!"
Hizashi pursed his lips and firmly tapped the end of the dildo, still buzzing inside him. "What was that?"
"Okay, okay! Fuck, st - stop, it's too much, you little shit -" He choked back what he was about to say when Hizashi started spearing him with the toy again. "I'm sorry! Let me fuckin' come already! <i>Please</i>!"
"That's the magic word!" He stopped pounding the bound man's prostate and gripped his slippery penis in one hand. Aizawa swore loudly, and all it took was three tight-fisted pumps before he was shuddering, spouting straight up in the air and coating himself and Hizashi's hand. Elly immediately switched off the toy, knowing he would be sensitive and hurt if the vibration Continued.
"<i>Fuck</i>." The dark-haired man collapsed onto the bed.
"Technically it was a hand job. Also, ew." Hizashi wrinkled his nose at his slimy hand. "Now you're gonna hafta wait until I wash up before I untie you."
"It's fucking come, Hizashi. You've seen it before."
"Yeah," he called out over his shoulder as he headed for the bathroom, "but like, <i>mine</i>. Not someone else's."
Elly giggled, then clapped a hand over her mouth though no one could hear.
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