I wrote over half of this on fuckin Post it notes...APPRECIATE IT! the rest was written at 2 in the morning, inspiration you bitch.

Matthew didn't know how long he had been hanging in the middle of that room, with Ivan staring at him. The way Ivan was watching him had given him more pleasure than the small vibrating bullet that was currently pushed up against his prostate. He was fully suspended, held away from the ground by the chain attached to the ceiling. His legs had given out only moments ago. He felt like he had been there for hours although it had only been a few minutes. Suddenly, the vibrations increased. Matthew moaned through the ball gag, his back arching as the small thing stimulating his prostate. His cock wept small beads of pre-cum that had managed to slip past the cock ring which was now painfully tight.

"Is my little Подсолнечник enjoying himself?" Ivan questioned, not really caring what the answer was.

Ivan's steady gaze took in the delicious site of the flushed boy. His sweet little Подсолнечник looked so good like that. Maybe he would start doing his work in here so he could enjoy the delicious site and sounds while he worked.

"Is Matvey ready to talk now?" Ivan questioned in a sickly sweet voice.

He was met with a glare; impressive, the boy had been tied up for nearly an hour and, considering his lack of innocence, Ivan hadn't expected him to be so...resistant. He licked his lips; this was going to be fun.

"Maybe you need more convincing then." He purred.

Ivan stood up and walk towards the boy making sure that he kept contact at all time. The big Russian stopped inches away from Matthew, his dark purple eyes boring holes into him. He felt like Ivan was looking right into his soul. The sensation of being watched overrode all his other sense. He moaned through the ball gag. He had never felt like this before, like there was no one and nothing else but him. His cock throbbed with the need for release. Matthew had no doubt that he could probably come from that gaze alone.

"Hmmm, you are quite the little, exhibitionist, da?" The large Russian giggled.

Ivan stopped just a few scant inches away from the poor little Подсолнечник and examined him. His cock was flushed a delicious cherry red with need for release, beads of pre-cum leaking from the head. His smile grew as he reached forward and ran one gloved finger over the boy's throbbing member, enjoying the way the boy shuddered beneath his touch. He decided that it was now time to step things up.

"But you must be lonely." He purred, "Someone should keep you company Da?" Ivan put a finger up to his mouth as if in thought. "But who? Ludwig is in no shape to keep you company." Ivan glanced at the large blond man who had begun to uncurl from the fetal position. "Lars? No you must be mad at him. Who? Who? Ah, I know! Gilbert will keep you company!" He leaned towards the trapped boy. "You will enjoy his company, I believe." Smirking the large Russian returned to his seat.

"Kesesesse" A strange hissing laughter reached Matthew's ears. Turning his head Matthew saw the red eyed German standing up. He didn't go over to the tables. He walked straight over to Matthew and stood behind him. For a moment nothing happened then suddenly something hard slammed against his ass letting out a loud crack and startling a muffled shout from his lips.

"Kesesessse." Came the hissing laughter. "Birdie, meet my awesome crop; awesome crop meet BIRDIE!" He slammed the crop against Matthew again.

"Nnnn!" Matthew screamed through the gag and tried to squirm away from his tormenter.

"Kesessse. Aww, is Birdie not enjoying getting spanked?" Gilbert teased the squirming boy. "Shall we try something else then? Kesesessse."

Gilbert dragged the leather crop slowly down Matthew's spine and then circled the puckered muscles of Matthew's entrance before he thrust the crop inside the boy.

Matthew's body jerked at the sudden intrusion of the riding crop. A strangled moan pushed its way past the gag.

Gilbert thrust the crop in and out of the boy, drawing moan after moan from Matthew. Suddenly, Gilbert twirled the crop inside of Matthew. Matthew's body jerked and his knees buckled. Matthew's eyes began to cloud over as the intense feelings of pleasure began to overcome his sense. Gilbert yanked his crop from the boy's ass and delivered a sharp blow. The sudden pain startled the boy from his pleasure induced stupor.

Ivan watched as Gilbert fucked the boy with his crop for a few minutes before he began to spank him again. He watched as the abused boy's cock jumped and strained against the cock ring. The boy was most certainly determined, Ivan would give him that.

oOo

Alfred ran around school looking for his brother. He wanted to hang out with Kiku tonight and needed Mattie to tell their parents; plus he needed money for movies. He had checked the lunch room, the library, the music room, and the art room, but he hadn't been able to find Mattie anywhere. Jeez, what was wrong with his brother? He was so useless never where he needed him! Suddenly, he spotted Mr. Edelstein, the music teacher; he should know where Mattie was!

"Yo, Mr. ED!" Alfred hollered at the straight-laced teacher.

Mr. Edelstein flinched at the name. "Yes, Alfred." He didn't even have to look to know who was calling him.

"I'm a looking for Mattie, have you seen him anywhere?" Alfred asked, flashing his 100 mega watt smile at the annoyed teacher.

"Mathieu hasn't been in school today, Alfred." Not for the first time, Mr. Edelstein wondered how stupid this boy was that he didn't even know his own brother's location.

"What? NO WAY!" Alfred was shocked that his brother wasn't at school. The boy never missed school, which kind of annoying, really.

"Yes, now if you'll kindly excuse me, I have projects to grade." And with that the music teacher quickly slipped away with as much dignity as possible.

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Francis was worried about his youngest son, the boy had gone out Sunday evening, claiming that he had been asked to tutor Feliciano some more, and had not returned that night. At first Francis had figured that Mathieu was sleeping over and had forgotten to call. But he had just received a phone call from the school and, instead of it being about Alfred like he thought it would be, it was about his patit Mathieu claiming that he had not gone to school today. And when he had called Feliciano's house to ask if his bebe was there he was told that, not only was Mathieu not there, he had never even had plans to tutor the small Italian last night, and, in fact had actually not been tutoring Feli at all for all most two months. Where on earth was his patit ange?

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Matthew's eyes were clouding over again; Ivan was surprised that he had lasted four hours. Ivan had let Gilbert take a break a little over an hour ago and now he decided that Matthew had suffered enough, for now.

Ivan stood up and walked towards the spent boy. When he was close enough, Ivan reached behind Matthew and yanked the small bullet out of his ass, enjoying the way Matthew's body jerked and twitched at the sudden loss. Next, Ivan undid the ball gag and let it slip out of the boy's mouth, and then he undid the cuffs holding him up and let Matthew collapse into his arms. Picking him up bridal style Ivan carried Matthew back to his throne-like chair. Sitting down, Ivan unzipped himself and let his rock hard member slip out to salute the half conscious boy. Spreading Matthew's legs so that he was straddling Ivan's lap and taking a firm grip of Matthew's hips, he raised him up and slammed him down onto his large dick.

Matthew's eyes snapped open as he was jolted back to consciousness by being slammed down none to gently on someone's massive dick. A moan escaped him as he was lifted up and slammed down again. Matthew continued to moan as the action was repeated over and over again. Suddenly, a large hand took hold of his chin and tilted his head up so he was starring into Ivan's violet eyes. Just as Matthew realised who was fucking him, he was pulled into a kiss. As Ivan's tongue prodded at his tightly sealed lips, Matthew began to struggle weakly against the man. But any resistance was futile against the strong Russian. His struggling didn't last long; he was to drained to keep fighting Ivan. When Matthew finally stopped struggling against the kiss, Ivan's tongue became gentler as well, licking Matthew's bottom lip and trying to coax the boy into opening his mouth instead of merely trying to shove his tongue in. When Matthew finally opened his mouth, Ivan quickly thrust his tongue into Matthew's mouth, startling a moan from the boy.

Ivan's tongue was very talented as it explored Mathew's wet cavern, leaving no part unexplored; soon Matthew found himself leaning into the kiss, enjoying the way Ivan's tongue battled with his. Somehow, without him realising it, his hands had moved up to tangle into Ivan's shirt.

Matthew loved the feeling of kissing Ivan, the feel of Ivan's hands on his hips, and the way Ivan's large member filled him up. Then, once again, Ivan let go of Matthew's hips right before the pressure on Matthew's cock disappeared and Matthew came harder than he had ever came before. When his orgasm was finally over, Matthew collapsed onto Ivan's chest and instantly fell asleep.

Ivan thrust into Matthew a few more times before his own orgasm hit and he came deep inside the sleeping Matthew. When he was finished, Ivan looked down at the sleeping boy who leaned against him – completely defenceless. Ivan leaned back, completely sated for now. He raised a hand and began to stroke Matthew's hair, thinking of what he should do next with his new toy.

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As Matthew swam back into consciousness he became aware of several things, one, the throbbing pain in his lower back; two, his arms were sore and felt like lead as if he had put them through a rigorous exercise; and, three, the odd position he was in. His hands were down by his ankles and his head was resting on something warm and firm.

Matthew tried to lift his arms to wipe the sleep from his eyes, only to feel cold metal bite into his wrists and ankles. The feeling of the cold metal jolted him into full awareness. As Matthew tried to sit it up, he banged his head on something, bringing back the memories from earlier. Matthew froze and began to take in his surroundings. He was sitting under a desk and he was positioned between somebody's legs; judging by the size of them, Matthew could easily guess who they belonged to.

"My little подсолнечник is awake now da?" Ivan purred, voice slightly muffled by the desk separating them.

One of Ivan's hands reached under the desk and unzipped his slacks.

"I must catch up on paper work after spending so much time with you, подсолнечник, but you will make it easier to bear, da." It wasn't a question.

Ok I was at work notin was happening and inspiration FINALLY hit, so I ended up writting this on fuckin' post it notes...my brain died. the only other time I was inspired was 2 in the morning...I feel sad now.

Edited by sweet-and-simple luv ya babe!