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Till should have known better than this. He should have known better than to say yes to a seemingly innocent movie night with his freak of a boyfriend.

Ivan always had devious intentions that leads Till into the most outrageously humiliating (and pleasureful, though he would never admit that) scenarios. And tonight was no different.

Perhaps Till was feeling a little soft that day, with how quickly he agreed to coming over to Ivan’s place for the night to watch some movies and eat some of his favorite snacks (it’s not his fault that Ivan was rich as sin and was able to get every single one of Till’s 16 favorite snacks laid out on the table).

So there they were, sitting on Ivan’s ridiculously expensive couch, with Ivan wrapping his arm around Till, who was leaning against Ivan’s chest. A soft fleece blanket covered the both of them as Ivan fed Till some of his favorite chips, while Till’s favorite rom-com movie played on the TV in front of them.

Perhaps it was too peaceful, too comfortable, too perfect, that it didn’t click in Till’s mind on why Ivan was keeping him hydrated. After every few bites of chips or candy, Ivan would lift the bottle of water up to Till’s lips, urging him to drink a sip.

“All the salt in the chips are shriveling up your body cells. You need to plump them back up with some water,” Ivan smirks as he pushes more water into Till’s mouth.

Till reluctantly drinks every time, but still glares at Ivan every time he does. He prefers his body cells shriveled up anyways, thank you very much.

Even when Till refuses, Ivan would take a swig of water himself and forcibly yanks Till’s chin over to him as Ivan slants his mouth over his and forcibly pushes the water into Till’s mouth, that freak. Till is not one who wants to splash water all over their comfy, fleece blanket that Ivan got specifically for him when he came over, so he begrudgingly drinks the water Ivan feeds him through his mouth.

Till’s dick undeniably does twitch in arousal every time that happens, but it’s not his fault Ivan licks Till’s whole roof of his mouth before he pulls away from Till’s mouth! Sue him. Though, he is not trying to start anything while the climax of the movie has not happened yet, so Till focuses on the movie instead of focusing on his impending arousal.

However, it doesn’t take Till much longer to alert himself why Ivan is keeping him hydrated all night.

“Can you pause the movie, I just need to pee really quick and be right back,” Till leans up away from Ivan’s chest and attempts to move the blanket off them.

“Uh-uh, where do you think you are you going?” Ivan grabs Till’s torso, and drags him back down across his lap.

“Are you deaf? I just said I need to use the bathroom, let go of me!” Till squirms against Ivan’s grip and tries to remove himself from being manhandled by his dumbass boyfriend.

Ivan circles his arms around Till’s waist and his hands creep up towards Till’s bladder, where he softly pushes.

“A-ah!!! Are you fucking crazy?!” Till instinctively squeezes his thighs together from the sudden pressure against his bladder, as he tightens his pelvic muscles.

“Go ahead and pee then. I don’t mind. You know I love and want any type of liquid that comes from your body, love,” Ivan keeps rubbing his bladder, giving small presses as he starts leaving trails of kisses at the nape of Till’s neck.

Till gasps as the light sucking Ivan leaves around his neck makes his dick jump a little, and the hand on his bladder feels oddly too sensational. This was the freak’s plan all along - he should have known than to doubt that his boyfriend who is obsessed with his bodily fluids would be into this.

“You’re fucking disgusting, let me go now, I’m going to kill yo- AH!” Till moans involuntarily as Ivan’s hand on his bladder goes underneath his loose shorts and squeezes his dick.

Ivan licks Till’s ears and whispers, “Okay baby, let’s see if I can distract you from your need to urinate then.”

Till audibly gulps as he thinks in his mind that he is so fucked and there’s no way he is going to get out of this situation considering he has no shot in removing himself from Ivan’s manhandling.

He just hopes Ivan will have mercy on him.

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Somehow, somewhere, while Till is distracted from the kisses and squeezes to his dick, Ivan pulls out a knee high long sock. (Till recognizes them from the last session they had where Ivan begged Till to wear them while Ivan plowed him into the mattress… Till swears he has a jar full of list of kinks somewhere in his room and is picking one out every weekend. And Till gives in. Every. Single. Time.)

Quickly, Ivan flips them over so Till is on his back and takes off his shirt in one scoop. Till yelps when the cold air breaches him, making his nipples suddenly harden up. Ivan then fastens the sock around Till’s arms above his head, rendering him unable to punch Ivan in the face.

He tries to kick Ivan with his foot instead, which Ivan catches with his hand and kisses his toe.

“Fucking freak, I should have known you wouldn’t let me have a peaceful Friday once in my fucking life!” Till angrily squirms against the binds and tries to kick his face again.

Ivan laughs and leans down to kiss Till’s nose softly. “I make you feel good every weekend, baby. I know you enjoy it and you will tonight as well. I will outdo myself today.”

Ivan trials down to Till’s nipple and sucks on the left one while using his right hand to lightly roll the right nipple. The reaction is instantaneous as Till gasps and bucks his hips. His nipples are just sensitive, dammit.

“W-what makes you think I would enjoy this when I have to fucking piss, you moron? You really don’t use that brain of yours even with the perfect grades you get. This is so frustrating,” Till scrunches his nose and tries to stop his body from reacting to the sensation on his nipples.

Ivan stops in his administrations and smirks up at Till eerily. “Frustrating? I can show you frustrating, Till.”

Till shivers at the tone of Ivan’s voice and the void of red in his pupil. Perhaps that was not the right thing to say.

Ivan then removes his right hand and takes out a bottle of lube that was hidden between the cushions of the couch. Till stares and groans in disbelief because of fucking course that fucker placed that there before he had come over.

With one hand, Ivan uncaps the lube and squeezes a generous amount of lube onto his fingers. He then sneaks his fingers into Till’s shorts and circles Till’s rim with one hand before pushing one finger in. Till bites his lips as he refuses to make any sounds to fuel on Ivan, but Ivan notices it and then presses hard on Till’s prostate, as Ivan has explored Till’s insides enough to memorize where the gland is, unfortunately.

“Ahh-nghh…..” Till whimpers as his prostate is stimulated. It feels fucking good, and for a little moment he is distracted from his bladder needing to release.

Ivan then adds in two fingers and continues to rub slow but strong circles around the gland he knows drives Till insane. Two becomes three, and Till slowly pants as he tries to stop from grinding his fingers down on Ivan’s fingers, he’s already about to come.

“Ivann… haaahhh.. just a little more…” Till breathes as his eyes roll a little as he is about to fall off the cliff of pleasure. Suddenly, Ivan stops and takes out all his fingers in one swoop. Till’s eyes open wide when his sudden planned euphoria is taken away from him.

“Wha- What the fuck? I was so close!” Till shouts as he squirms underneath Ivan, angrily pouting. Ivan then kisses his nose again and whispers, “You said I was frustrating you, right? I told you I’m going to show you frustrating, baby.”

Ivan then sneaks his hand back on Till’s bladder and gives it another push before squeezing Till’s dick, which is entirely wet from his pre-come.

Till yelps as he is reminded of his need to let out his bodily fluids, which is starting to get a little worse now that he has been refused the opportunity to release it. He attempts to squeeze his thighs again, which Ivan prevents by sitting in between his legs.

“F-fucker….” Till snarls just as Ivan flashes him a sinister smile and flips Till onto his belly. The new change in position has the pressure on Till’s bladder stimulated a bit, and Till again contracts his pelvic muscles instinctively to prevent any liquids from coming out. This is starting to get bad.

Smoothly, Ivan removes Till’s shorts and instantly attaches his lips on Till’s rim and starts to suck and lick. Till howls as his hole gets ravished by Ivan as if he was a madman who hasn’t eaten in days. The sound of Ivan’s slurping noises and the need to urinate combined turns Till on more than ever, and his eyes cross a little as he slowly grinds his dick against the couch, unknowingly.

Ivan then adds in a finger to stimulate Till’s prostate again while relentlessly slobbering all over Till’s rim with vigor. With the friction of his dick being stimulated against the couch and Ivan’s mouth and fingers in his asshole, Till trembles.

“Iv..an… M’gonna come…. or pee… I don’t know, please-nghhh,” Till whines as his body tightens up again, quickly trying to release again after being denied it earlier.

And just like before, Ivan stops cold in his tracks and removes his fingers and tongue and leaves Till’s hole gapping and his body trembling for a release that was denied yet again.

“B-bastard! What the fuck!!! I’m going to kill you, what the hell are you doing?” Till screams and thrashes around in a tantrum as his sweet, release is denied yet again and his head is a little dizzy. His bladder is also increasingly getting a little more painful.

“Okay, baby. Let’s keep going. You’re doing so well…” Ivan then pulls out more items from inside the couch (how many fucking items did he store in there?!). Till doesn’t see what it is until he feels it in his ass, a fucking vibrating bullet. Ivan strategically places it snug against his prostate and flips Till over again. Till gasps as he sees Ivan have surprisingly, another vibrator in his hand, which Ivan then tapes against the side of Till’s dick.

Ah, he is so fucked, Till thinks. He had hoped Ivan would give him mercy tonight but it seems like that sadistic fucker decided to torture Till tonight.

Ivan smiles wickedly before turning on both settings of the vibrators, causing Till’s back to arch like it was electrocuted, with both his sensitive prostate gland being vigorously assaulted by the strong vibrations of the bullet vibrator, while his dick was stimulated from the vibrator taped to his dick.

“AHH-ahh, nghhhhh- HAAHH,” Till moans loudly as his eyes roll to the back of his skull and drool seeps out of his mouth. It’s too much and he slowly feels himself loosening up his pelvic muscles and a few dribbles of urine seeps out of his dick, along with his boatload of pre-come. He’s not sure if he’s going to piss himself or orgasm, but whatever he’s feeling he is almost at that euphoric bliss and he is NOT telling Ivan, in fear that Ivan would stop in his administrations again.

His body seizes up, and he stiffens up again, and suddenly Ivan turns off both the vibrators at the same time.

“FUCKKK!” Till shrieks as tears prick his eyes as he is denied his release once again. Ivan licks his lips and pats Till’s bladder softly. “Did you think I wouldn’t be able to tell when you’re about to come? I know you like the back of my hand, Till.”

Small tears start rolling down Till’s cheeks as he bites his lips. Ivan coos and starts lapping away the tears while stroking Till’s hair as if Ivan was not the fucking bane of Till’s existence right now.

Till feels fucking overstimulated and needs to come and piss so bad. He refuses to get piss all over this soft, fleece blanket he’s laying on right now so he once again holds back his urine.

“Let me fucking come, you asshole. I’m going to die if you don’t let me.” Till sniffles and tries to seem pitiful as his last resort to get his boyfriend to have mercy on him.

Ivan licks Till’s cheeks as he turns back on both the vibrators, which Till’s body seizes at the sudden stimulation again.

“Yes..yes..almost there…haaaahh…..” Till squeezes his eyes shut and prepares himself to fall over the edge, when again, the stimulation all of a sudden stop. Till is now full on sobbing now, his body protesting for his constant denied release.

“The time period of stimulation to make you come now is so fast. But let’s make it even faster, love.” Ivan then continues his torture, edging Till a couple more times before finally Till is shaking and he feels like he’s delirious.

“PLEASE, please, please. Please, Ivan. Make me come, let me come, I’ll do anything, please. I’ll be good,” Till bawls as his whole body trembles and begs for his release.

Ivan’s eyes widen, not expecting his sassy little boyfriend to end up pleading so hard. “You’re always good, my baby.” He quickly removes both vibrators from Till’s ass and dick, and quickly lines his own, very hard and angry dick against Till’s hole. Ivan can’t hold back much longer either, seeing his boyfriend writhe and cry and beg for release has also gotten him on edge.

Till screams as Ivan’s exceptionally large dick plows into him and aims right at his prostate. Ivan starts thrusting in an animalistic pace, and Till seizes as his body prepares once again for a release, but fears that he won’t be able to again. Tears are streaming down his face as he bawls in ecstasy from the stretch in his ass.

“HAAAH… nghhhh….ahh!!” Till can almost taste his sweet release, along with the thudding ache of his bladder also begging for a release on that side too. Ivan’s large hands then reach up to cup his dick and start rubbing the tip with the pre-come gathered there, while using the other hand to press on Till’s bladder, hard.

Till’s body convulses as his eyes cross, and his back arches beautifully, and his tongue lolls out of his mouth. Drool drips down his chin as he finally, falls into that wonderful, orgasmic bliss which he has been wanting. His dick squirts out milky white fluid, reaching so high that it splatters Ivan’s face as Ivan continues to thrust hard and fast against Till’s prostate, milking out his smaller boyfriend’s orgasm as long as possible.

“AHHHHHH, IVAN, FUCK!!” Till’s feels as though he orgasms for hours, as his eyes roll back to his skull again and he rides out his orgasm, arms twitching and body trembling. Unknowingly, he also releases his pelvic muscles which causes urine to squirt out of his dick right after it is milked out of his come, also splashing right near Ivan’s neck, which causes Ivan to grunt as he stops holding back and also releases into the gray haired man.

Till’s body goes numb as he doesn’t register that he is releasing everything. All he knows is that he is in such a beautiful state of bliss right now, and all is good in the world. His stupefied brian sends bolts of pleasure down his body and he thinks he has never felt this good. That is all he remembers last before his vision goes dark.

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Till awakens with small light kisses peppering over his eyelids and cheeks. He peeks one eye opens and groans when he sees Ivan. Ivan must have cleaned both of them up after Till passed up, as Till feels dry and is tucked into Ivan’s expensive silk sheets on his large king sized bed.

“You overdid it. I hate you. What the fuck. Did I piss all over the blanket?” Till huffs. Ivan gives him the biggest puppy eyes and lays his head on Till’s shoulder.

“Did it feel good though? I never seen you come that hard. Yes, you did. But don’t worry, I already ordered the same exact blanket to arrive in a few hours. Don’t worry.” Ivan coos as he nuzzles his face against Till’s neck.

Till lets out a sigh and grumbles, “Yes. So what if it did? You still are fucking annoying, torturing me like that. You are ordering me a new paintbrush set to make up for it.”

Ivan, delighted, agrees and jumps on top of Till to kiss him all over his face a hundred times while Till secretly smiles and giggles at the affection.

”I love you, baby. Thank you. You’re so hot, I am so lucky to have you.” Ivan coos as Till swats him away with no actual malice. “I love you too, dumbass. Now what is next in that jar of kinks of yours?” Till jokes.

Ivan’s jaw drops. “You knew I had one?” Till, who who jerks his head backwards, exclaims “You actually have one?! You freak!!”

Ivan laughs and pulls Till into his chest. “Well, since you asked, my love. The next kink I hope I pull from the jar is……”

Till groans. (But is a little excited. Not that he would ever admit it.)