You:<br/><br/>Now was the time to push those boundaries, he knew that now would be as good time as any. He pulled up the fuck machine closer to where Nate was, god the other made him hard and he wanted to do all sorts of terrible things but he had to reel his mind back to doing one step at a time. "Well I have a gift for you then." he breathed mounting a dildo onto the device, "If you're really good for me... then you will get to feel my cum." he teased stroking down Nate's shoulders as he worked the dildo inside of his needy omega. "But I need you to hold still. You can cum as much as you want." he gave him that much leeway as he started up the machine.<br/><br/>One thing Nate would note was that the cock that was inside him felt familiar... that's because Alan had went and gotten a replica made of it before they had stopped having sex. It was a bit of a vanity thing but it amused him and he figured it might help with the heat to feel the familiar cock opening him up and pounding into him. The machine started up slow as least but it didn't stop and it had far more thrusting power and ability to pound the living daylights of out Nate than Alan ever could get his hips to do. It was relentless... and amusing Alan decided with his lips curling into a smile.<br/><br/>Me:<br/><br/>Nathaniel whimpered, then groaned again at the idea of being filled with his seed. It wasn't right to want that but he knew it was the only way he could keep his heat at bay. He arched into Alan's touch like a cat, mewling. His body trembled at the life-like feel of the dildo sliding inside him. That and it felt just like Alan's, but he knew it wasn't him moving. Knew because he was kneeling beside him. It was so slow, and unending, and he there was nothing he could do about it.<br/><br/>Just that thought alone, even though he wasn't bound, because despite such thoughts he wanted this. With those thoughts, completely untouched, Nathaniel came. His shriek echoed off the walls, body twitching and spasming around the machine that still kept thrusting into him. "Oh god...oh...god...Alan." He whined, nails scraping at bedding, unable to move because he was just thrust into over and over. His eyes were glazed over, the wet rhythmic slap loud in the room. "Hold me...please..." Though his mouth watered, and he wanted Alan's dick in his mouth. "N-no...Fuck my mouth. Please sir. Sir..." He was already reduced into a babbling mess and the thing hadn't even been kicked into a higher setting.<br/><br/>Nathaniel was going to be ruined before the night was even over.<br/><br/>You:<br/><br/>Watching in awe of Nate losing control Alan couldn't help but lick his lips. Fuck the other looked so... tempting. He was lost in thought for a moment when he heard that sweet begging. "You know you're not always going to get what you want because you beg so pretty. Lets make that a little harder to do shall we?" Alan pulled out a ring gag, not wanting to get his dick bitten off when he really kicked up the higher gears. "Open." he ordered when he fixed the gag on Nate's mouth, "So good..." he strokes his face never letting the machine stop fucking him. For his part he was still hard as a rock but feeling pretty close to the edge.<br/><br/>Slipping off the condom he wanted the omega to taste him and really feel himself being filled up. Without much hesitation he got Nate up onto his hands and knees, wishing he had a bench so that way he didn't have to work to keep him upright, he worked his cock into the tempting metal ring. It felt like bliss to enter that willing mouth, part of his regretted not hearing the begging but it was quite the heady thought that Nate was being kept here with two cock spit roasting him as if he was nothing more than a hole to be used. With that in mind Alan kicked up the setting knowing he should be well lubed to take pounding as he worked his way into Nate's throat. He held the omega steady by the back of the neck, eyes bright with interest and need. There was no question that Nate drove him up the wall and he intended to make the man 'pay' for it in every delicious way he could think of.<br/><br/>Me:<br/><br/>Nathaniel whined, finding it somewhat rude when Alan wanted him to beg. Yet the thought was so fleeting, like a dream, and he opened his mouth. Saliva immediately started to trail out of the corners of his mouth, whimpering with every thrust inside him. His hole took the cock greedily, but there was no keeping it still. The machine didn't understand his body's commands, and it was utterly humiliating. His cheeks flushed and he panted as Alan slid into his mouth. His eyes fluttered closed, rolling his tongue up as best as he could. He put such explicit trust into Alan, his alpha, trusting him that he wouldn't truly harm him. A little pain was okay, in the mix of all the pleasure he was being consumed by.<br/><br/>He tried to suck on his dick, but the ring gag wouldn't permit that, either. Nate also wished they were on a table, or something just more sturdy and even than a bed. He reached up with a hand to fondle Alan's balls, the other shaking with exertion. When Alan kicked up the speed he shrieked, fluid gushing out of his ass. Wicked thoughts of being gang banged filled his mind, but really it was just Alan's face in his head, because it felt for all the world like he had his dick in both ends of his body. He couldn't say anything, couldn't beg him to stop. Having those controls taken from him made him hard again. He couldn't even move against the thrusting machine, but he wished he could. However, just shifting caused it to bruise up against Nate's prostate, shrieking again and crying out around the mouthful of cock.