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Lance knew it was his idea to do this, but he didn't think that they would do this much research. The room was colder than usual, something that Hunk had rigged up, he's sure. With his limbs tied to a corner of the bed, he couldn't curl up and try to warm himself. They even went as far as putting a blindfold on him and putting earplugs in his ears. He could still hear, but sounds were muffled and he couldn't make sense of where they were coming from.
A hand touched his leg and he jerked against his binds. With two of his senses gone, his sense of touch amplified. The hand stroked up and down his thigh, the tips of fingers gracing his skin. It would drag up close to his flaccid dick then roam back down to his knee and repeat.
Then something hot touched his chest, liquid before hardening. Lance moaned, arching into the sensation as it dripped onto him. Another temperature touched his dick, cold and wet, moving from the base to the tip of his cock. His breath labored from the various touches, torn between wanting to lean in or move away from them. The touch on his dick switched with the touch on his leg. Feeling the touch of, what he hoped, was a human hand brought his dick to attention.
They still only touched him with the tips of their fingers, but it was enough. Enough for his dick to harden, the tip beading with precum. The heated sensation moved down his chest, pooling in his belly button before moving up to his nipple. Cool and wet teased at his hip, making small circles.
Lance shuddered as the cool touched moved past his dick and pressed against his taint. A mix between a moan and a yell ripped from his throat. It felt good. It wandered further down and pressed against his anal ring. The source rubbed and circled it, occasionally pressing into him. Then it's gone.
Fingers are still on his dick and the hot sensation is still moving across his body. Lance finally smelled the cinnamon scent filling the room. He doesn't know who's touching him or who else is in the room. For all he knows, Lance could be on display for anyone to see. That thought alone makes his cock twitch. While he knows the odds of that are unlikely, the thought drove him wildly. Even if it was only broadcasted to aliens on some faraway planet, he didn't care.
The cold feeling returned, pushing against his asshole again. It sunk further inside him, pressing against his prostate. Lance's hips bucked into the touch on his dick. He never knew this could feel so good. The hand gripped him, allowing him to fuck into his hand. He did so with gusto until the cold sensation was gone again.
The hot feeling moves further down his body, heating up his hip and getting close to his dick. "Y-yellow...." As good as it felt, he doesn't want to suffer anything harsh close to his dick.
The sensation moved back up his chest and went down his arm at a quicker rate. Lance lost it again when the cold is back, pushing through his ass and pressing into his prostate once more.
He's so close now, the different sensations pushing him to the edge. He fucked eagerly into the hand, precum flowing from his dick. Before the cold can disappear, another went inside him, joining the first one. And he's gone, his cum shooting across and joining the mess on his chest. It's hard to come down from the high, the touch on his dick never stopping. The cold feeling soon left and the hot followed after it.
Lance couldn't remember the last time he cummed that hard. The earplugs came out and he could feel the binds leaving his wrist and ankles. He stretched his body out, feeling the stiffness leave his body. The blindfold came off next and he's stared up at Keith's beautiful purple eyes. Keith blew out the cinnamon scented candle and he laughed. He should have known that Keith was the one who handled the heat.
Looking down, he saw Shiro rolling ice between his fingers, Hunk resting his head against him. It took a certain amount of trust to let someone rob you of a few of your senses. To let them touch your body in different ways to make your orgasm the best.
Lance sat up with Keith's help and started peeling the wax off him. "You guys have to try that. It was great."