Once again I am pleased to bring you another chapter in this continuing saga. I hope you enjoy it. I did finally decide to cut this chapter where it ends, in order to submit it for you being it was getting a bit long. The remainder of this 'scene' will continue into chapter 15. And please, do remember to vote and comment at the end. I do appreciate everyone's comments that I get. And I do try to answer each one I receive via email.
And now, without further ado, I give you, chapter 14...
Jonathan became urgent as he listened to the men; his excitement rose while his imagination ran ramped of the things they intended for him. He unbuttoned Tony's shirt lavishing every inch of exposed flesh with kisses and long slow strokes of his tongue. His exploration almost seemed new to him, as if it were the very first time he had tasted of Tony's skin. Searching out a nipple while his hands gripped the man's sides, he pressed a knee between Tony's thighs, straddled one leg, then languidly moved his hands down over the man's bottom where he ground against him pulling Tony as close as they could get to each other.
Finding that nipple he had been searching for, Jonathan surrounded it with eager lips, his tongue lapped at the firmly raised flesh hungrily, just before he closed his teeth around it gradually applying pressure.
"Damn, baby," Tony expressed in a higher pitched voice than was usual for him. Then in a normal voice, he said, "if you're that hungry, you should've eat your dinner like a good boy should.
Jonathan only moaned in response. He then tugged on the nipple causing Tony to suddenly inhale through clinched teeth.
"Okay, that's it, kid." The man gathered Jon in his arms, carrying him to the bed just a few feet away. "You're ass is mine, now." Tony lowered Jonathan atop the bedding then stood and removed his shirt and jeans.
As he climbed over Jon, he grasped the wrists, as the young man reached for him and pinned them over Jon's head. The young man bucked, giving the man a bit of a struggle only to heighten their excitement more. Tony took hold of both wrists in one hand freeing the other that quickly ripped open the t-shirt Jon was wearing. He then reached between them unfastening the young man's jeans. Jon fought him more, when he saw how close he was to being had.
"Looks like you've got yer hand's full, Tony," Bruce moved up beside the man assisting him in disrobing the whelp. Together they made quick work of rendering Jonathan completely exposed to them. Greg joined them setting a box of latex gloves on the nightstand from which he donned a pair grinning wickedly all the while.
"We got any rope, or handcuffs nearby? He's not being a very good patient at all." Tony looked to Greg who shrugged unknowingly.
Bruce patiently began to rip strips of the t-shirt, tied two ends together making a nice piece of rope with which he used to tie Jon's wrists together. He then bound the wrists to the bedpost freeing their hands to do what they pleased with Jonathan.
"Now, that's more like it," Tony grinned, as he swatted the side of Jon's buttocks. "You've been very naughty, Jonathan. And you are gonna get it now. We have had about enough of yer attitude, young man," his voice was stern - biting verbally - yet it thrilled Jonathan causing his body to course with sensation.
"I don't think that was hard enough, Tony. What? You gettin' soft on us now?" Greg teased with a wry grin.
"Oh, you think so?" Tony slapped the check again, only harder this time. It left a large red handprint that even looked like it would sting.
"Ouch," Greg eyed the glowing print then chuckled. "Oops, he's enjoying that, look," he pointed with a gloved finger to Jon's growing manhood.
"Well, let's see if he likes this," Tony half turned Jon's body toward him and began to spank him hard.
At first Jonathan only whimpered, as the stinging began. Then, he started squirming about, forcing Bruce to have to help hold the young man still. Finally, Jon began to cry out with each slap to his bottom that now was hot and blistering red from the punishment. And when Tony finally stopped, Jon was relieved that he did.
"You gonna be a good boy from now on?" Bruce grabbed a handful of hair at the back of Jon's head wrenching the young man's head to one side to see his face.
"Yes, sir," Jonathan answered immediately.
"Well, it's about time, boy," Tony piped. "And you had better be on yer best behavior from now on, or yer ass is toast!" He leaned down growling in Jon's ear.
"Yes, sir," the young man answered firmly, without hesitation.
"Good, now we should get on with this cavity search, doc," Tony smiled at the already prepared doctor, who moved in closer.
He started with Jon's hair, inspecting the length and close to the scalp for anything that might be tied, or hidden in the strands and used to injure himself with. Once satisfied, he moved down, as the other two turned Jon onto his back, checking behind his ears, between his gums and cheeks, under his tongue, etc.
With his hands flush to the shoulders, Greg moved them down slowly over Jon's chest. Making a detour, the doctor gently caressed the young man's nipples with his gloved hands. Not gaining the desired responses, he then took a nipple between the forefinger and thumb squeezing gradually until Jonathan sighed long, open mouthed. Giving the nipple a hard twist caused the young man to suck air suddenly, and arch his back toward the hand. The doctor then toyed with the opposite nipple doing the same, while he roughly forced his index finger into Jon's mouth to wet it. After drawing it back out, Greg then rubbed the finger and thumb together, took the nipple he had first molested, applying the very same technique as before.
"Well, I can't find anything so far," Greg stated, as if he was disappointed about it.
"Keep checkin', doc. I know he's hid 'em somewhere," Tony grinned down at Jon evilly. "I think I'm gonna check his mouth again. You might o' missed something in there," he took his member in hand moving to Jon's head aiming it at the young man's lips.
