Full and whole

      “And what do you say we put something bigger here?” Neil’s finger pushes into Andrew’s asshole that clenches tight at the intrusion.       Andrew shakes his head and tries to protest but it’s all in vain because of the gag blocking his mouth.       “Oh, I’m excited too!” Neil says cheerfully, as if oblivious to his victim’s distress. He adds another finger — lubricated, thankfully — and grins at the groan he gets in response.       Andrew tests the restraints in desperation, but he already knows that the handcuffs around his limbs won’t give him any leeway. With the way he’s positioned — nearly folded in half — makes him all accessible for whatever Neil’s planned for him.       The agenda, as it turns out, is to make a mess out of Andrew’s hole. When Neil shows him the butt plug, Andrew clenches in fear. Surely Neil won’t force it in him, right? It’s way too big, the size he’s never taken before, so it’s impossible for his hole to stretch this much.       Neil doesn’t look concerned, though, as he covers the toy in lube and hums to himself. Andrew trembles in anticipation.       “You know,” Neil says conversationally, “it has weights inside.” He looks way too pleased with himself while Andrew feels his heart stop for a moment.       The tip of the plug is put against his hole, and he jumps at the cold sensation.       “Should fill you nicely.” Neil presses the toy forward, ignoring the whine Andrew lets out.       It fucking burns. Clenching his muscles doesn’t seem to work on keeping the plug out because Neil just uses more force to push it in, so Andrew changes tactics. He tries to breathe through it and loosen his hole, but the pain doesn’t make it easy. He really hopes that he’s not bleeding.       The plug stops for a moment, then retracts a bit. Andrew’s relief is short-lived when it gets pushed forward again, going even deeper. He tries to get away from it, the restraints rattling against the bed frame, but it’s fruitless.       “I know, I know,” Neil says, focused on the toy. “You’ll get it soon.”       Andrew would love to curse him out if he wasn’t so focused on not being ripped in half.       A final push, and the plug slips into place, settling inside Andrew. He shudders at the feeling, overwhelmed with the sensations. He feels filled to the brim, the burning in his sphincter mixed with pleasure.       A finger traces the plug’s base. “Nice, isn’t it?” Neil says, the smug grin adorning his face. Andrew really wants to smack it off.       “I have another present just for you.”       Andrew holds his breath as a purple dildo enters his vision.       Neil must be joking. Sure, Andrew isn’t new to penetration — vaginal or anal — but he’s never done two at the same time. It won’t fit!       Stop, Andrew wants to say. He struggles, but the way he’s tied up means that it’s fruitless. Neil just waits him out. “Don’t you dare,” Andrew says, his breath quicker, the gag muffling his voice.       Neil doesn’t listen to him, and puts the dildo to Andrew’s pussy. The toy pushes into him, and there’s a spark of pain at first, like a small pinch, when it tries to make room against his walls stretched by the anal plug. Andrew groans at the too-full feeling, and notes with horror that he’s really close.       “You like it?” Neil grins as he pulls the dildo back a bit, then pushes it forward.       A moan slips through Andrew’s lips. Fuck, it isn’t shouldn’t feels this good.       “Slow down,” he tries to say, but the words come out jumbled. He grunts at the pleasure as the dildo is being moved slowly back again. At this point he’ll lose his mind very soon.       Neil is still grinning, and the expression is almost wicked, as if part of Nathaniel has slipped through. Andrew shudders at that. It should make him feel scared, but he notes with dismay that it makes him even more aroused instead.       “And who are you to make demands?” Neil asks, somehow having understood Andrew’s muffled words. “You’re here for my pleasure.”       The tone makes Andrew clench around the toys. He almost starts begging for an orgasm, but the sliver of sanity he still has left stops him from doing so. But how long will it last?       With the final push, the dildo settles in Andrew’s pussy, and he comes, completely untouched. His vision blacks out for a few seconds or minutes — Andrew doesn’t really know.       He’s more focused on not losing himself completely and staying tethered in reality, but the task is a tough one.       “Are you okay?” Neil’s voice sounds like it’s coming through the glass.       There’s a rattle and a gentle touch on Andrew’s legs, supporting their weight. They are guided down on the mattress slowly, bringing Andrew relief from the position. Next, his hands are uncuffed and massaged delicately. He basks in the blissful state, wishing he could stay like this forever.       “Andrew, come back to me,” says Neil. Andrew can hear a smile in his voice.       Regretfully, he focuses on the hand petting through his hair, and opens his eyes. Neil’s radiant face greets him, his soft look nearly making Andrew roll his eyes in exasperation.       “Staring,” he says but has no strength left to turn Neil’s head away. Stupid junkie.       The wide smile he gets in answer fills his chest with pleasant warmth, and it spreads through his whole body. His limbs feel loose, like someone untangled every knot in his muscles. While he was out, Neil must have taken all the toys out. Now all he wants to do is sleep for the next ten years.       He blindly searches for Neil’s shirt and tugs at it weakly. Fortunately, Neil gets the message and lies down, his embrace giving Andrew a feeling of security. Neil starts playing with his hair again. Maybe Andrew actually died and is in heaven now.       They’ll need to wash up soon, but for now he closes his eyes and lets himself drift away, trusting Neil to watch his back in the meantime.