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THE MAN IN CHARGE HAS COMPANY
by TY SHANNON
"Get those clothes off, boy! And get in position!"
"Yes, sir." I slipped out of my sneakers and quickly removed my
jeans and T-shirt, which I piled neatly on the chair where I always
put them. Without hesitating, I slid my bikini shorts off and
placed them on the chair also. Then I stepped to the center of the
room and turned to face him, naked. I spread my feet apart and
raised my hands to the back of my head, which was the position he
wanted, and then tightened the muscles in my abdomen and arms,
waiting for his orders.
I had been up to see Walt 6 or 7 times in the last two
months, and every visit began this way.
Walt stood there with his hands on his hips, inspecting my
naked body. I was about 5'10" with a gymnast's build, and I kept
myself in pretty good shape, because I liked the way I looked. Walt
liked it, too. My cock began to stiffen as his eyes scanned my
torso, and a slight smile formed on his lips as he noticed that.
He stepped up to me and let his hand caress lightly across my
hairless chest. His fingers squeezed and tugged at one nipple, but
I didn't say anything -- it felt good, and my lengthening prick
surged a little. But then his hand grasped my half-hard cock and he
pulled my body tightly against his chest, and I could feel his big
Harley belt-buckle pressed into my stomach.
He glared into my eyes and spoke, "You should know the routine
by now, boy! I shouldn't have to repeat it." There was a
harshness to his voice, but I knew he wasn't really mad. It was
just part of the game -- he was in charge and he liked to remind me
of the fact.
"Yes, sir," I replied, "I'll remember next time."
Some people might think this is a weird relationship -- I'm
his "boy", and when we're together I always wait on him and obey his
commands. But I really enjoy it -- I don't have to think about
anything, or make any plans or any decisions. He takes care of
everything -- and the sex is fantastic!
He moved behind me, and I felt his hand massaging lightly
across my shoulders and down my back. I have almost no hair on my
ass, so I felt the rough skin on his fingers as he squeezed my left
ass cheek -- and then the right one. His finger slid down into my
crack and began to tease my asshole -- around and around, and up and
down.
His mustache brushed against my ear as he kissed my neck, and
he whispered, "You like that, boy?"
Without relaxing my pose, I pushed my ass back against his
probing finger and replied, "Yes, sir." I had learned a lot about
my body since I started seeing him, and the things that turned me
on.
With a quick slap on my ass he came back around in front of
me. My dick was now standing up hard and he smiled. "That's
what I wanta see, boy."
I smiled back at him. "Yes, sir. I know."
His hand caressed my shaft and stroked it a few times, and then
searched lower and played with my balls. He leaned forward and
kissed me, hard, and his tongue raped into my willing mouth. But
then he stepped back -- the inspection was over and I waited for his
orders. I had no idea what he had planned for the night, but I was
sure it would be incredible.
"Go get us a couple beers, boy," he said, "we'll watch the tube
for a while."
He sat on the couch and turned the TV on while I went out to
the kitchen. I got 2 cans out of the fridge and looked at him
sitting there. He was a ruggedly handsome man, in his thirties and
starting to show a little gray at the temples. His stomach was
getting a little soft, but overall he was in pretty good shape --
and he had a big dick. He sure enjoyed having me moving around the
house naked while he was still clothed, but I found that I got a
charge from him staring at my body all the time. The first evening we
were together I learned that he liked to be in charge -- but I also
discovered that I liked that, too.
I took the beers over to the couch and handed one to him.
"Lay down here, boy," he said, "with your legs across my lap." I
obeyed, and we started to watch the TV. He flipped the channels
quickly, and finally settled in to watch a tennis match. He didn't
ask what I wanted, but since he was in charge I didn't expect him
to.
He played with my cock some, and caressed my stomach and thighs
-- enough to keep my cock nice and hard. But I knew that he
wouldn't do any more than that, at least for a while. Normally
I would have to service him first, before he would do anything more
for me.
We watched the tennis for almost half an hour -- and then
suddenly the doorbell rang. I reacted, and sat up and looked at
him, not sure what to do. I was sitting there naked with a big
hard-on.
But he didn't seem surprised at all. He just looked at me and
said, "Go answer the door, boy."
I stared at him. "What????" I couldn't believe he said that.
He spoke sharply. "Don't ask questions, boy, just do what I
tell you. Go answer the door!"
I was confused and flustered, and stammered a little, "But .. but
sir ... like this?"
His hand squeezed my cock. "Do what I tell you, boy. Now!"
"But who is it? They'll see me."
"Of course he'll see you. It's a friend of mine, and he came
over here specifically because I told him you'd be here."
Then it dawned on me what was going on, but still I hesitated.
I had never been in a threesome before and I wasn't sure I liked
the idea, especially with someone I had never met. As far as
I could tell, no one else knew about this domination game I played
with Walt -- and I didn't particularly want anyone to find out.
But the doorbell rang again and he didn't let me think about
it. "GO ANSWER THE DOOR, BOY ... NOW!"
Finally I replied, "Yes, sir."
As I stood up he slapped my ass lightly. "Hurry, boy, before
he gets pissed."
I was still a bit stunned by this, but I automatically
responded, "Yes, sir."
I went out to the hall heading for the front door, and saw that
the hall light was on. Whoever was outside would see me coming to
the door, naked and with my big cock bouncing in front of me -- but
there was nothing I could do about that now. I just had to trust
that Walt knew what he was doing.
I opened the door and saw a young man standing there with a
big grin on his face. His gaze went immediately to my stiff prick,
and I think I blushed a little. He gave a low whistle. "You must
be Dave. Walt told me about you, but I've gotta admit you're a lot
hotter than I expected."
I felt really embarrassed and didn't know what to say, so I
just stood back and let him come in. I was also a little pissed at
Walt for not talking to me about this beforehand. As I closed the
door I was just thankful that the house was out in the country, and
no one else was around to see me.
I looked the young man over as I followed him back to the
living room where Walt was waiting. He was a real "pretty boy",
about my height, and with blonde hair and a very attractive face;
but he looked to be a few years older than me.
Walt stepped forward to greet the newcomer. "Hi, Jerry, glad
you could make it." He put his arm around Jerry's shoulders and
kissed him, and then turned him around so they could both look at
me, as he continued, "Meet Dave, my new house boy."
I just stood there, not sure what to do. Jerry stuck out his
hand and I reluctantly shook hands with him. He looked me up
and down again, and then said, "You've got a real winner, Walt.
Congratulations."
Walt smiled and replied, "I think so. He's really special.
Go ahead and check him out."
Jerry reached out to feel my stomach, but I quickly stepped
back. "Just a minute, Walt. I'd like to know what's going on
here."
Walt's face grew hard and he just stared at me for a couple
minutes. Then he spoke quietly but forcefully, "I guess he hasn't
learned his lessons yet. Sit down, Jerry, we'll be right back."
He grabbed my shoulder and spun me around, and pushed me in
front of him into the next room. Then he swung me back to face
him and asked, "What's the problem, boy?"
"You didn't tell me about this, Walt. What's going on?"
"Listen, boy. Am I in charge, or am I not?"
"Yes, Sir, but ..."
Now there was a real edge in his voice. "BOY! Am I in
charge here? YES OR NO?"
I hesitated. "Yes, sir. But I don't think..."
He cut me off. "Don't think, boy. When I'm in charge, what
happens to you is what happens. That's the way it has to be, and
you know that."
"Yes, sir, but I didn't know ..."
"If you don't want to play the game, you can leave. But while
you're here you do what I say. If I want to let someone else play
with your body, that's my business; you just do what you're told.
Understand?"
I thought about that some, and debated what I really wanted to
do. Finally I told him, "I understand, sir. But you just caught
me by surprise, and I wasn't sure how to handle it."
His face softened, and he leaned forward and kissed me briefly.
"I'm aware of that, boy, and that's exactly the way I planned it.
But you know the rules of the game -- when you're up here, your body
belongs to me. Right?"
"Yes, sir."
"Okay. I invited Jerry up here so the three of us could have
some swingin' sex. You can leave if you want to, but I think it'll
be pretty wild -- a new experience for you. But if you stay,
the rules still apply -- do whatever I tell you. And tonight that
means lettin' Jerry in on the game. Understand?"
I thought about that a little more but realized that this Jerry
was a neat-looking dude. So I finally replied, "I guess it could
be a lot of fun. It just bothers me a little to have Jerry see me
under your control like this."
"I understand that, but it's time you learned that there's
more to the game than just you and me alone. You're a
fantastic-looking young man, and I may want to show you off once in
a while. And if that's what I wanta do, that's what I'll do.
Understand?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. You're gonna stay?"
"Yes, sir."
"Fine." He kissed me again. "Let's go back. And get a
beer for Jerry."
"Yes, sir."
Walt went back and sat down next to Jerry while I got another
can of beer from the fridge. Then I walked over and handed it to
Jerry. "Thanks, boy," he said.
"You're welcome," I replied.
Walt looked up at me. "Jerry's in charge of you tonight, too.
You know what I mean, boy?"
I hesitated, but understood what he was saying. "Yes, sir."
Shortly Jerry spoke, "Get back in position, boy. Now that
we've got that straightened out, I want to check you out."
"Yes, sir." I did as he ordered, and began to wonder how this
night was going to turn out.
Jerry stood up and came over to me, and began to run his hands
over my body -- down my chest and around to my back, probing and
testing my muscles. He looked into my eyes and smiled as his hands
grasped my ass cheeks and pulled me tightly against him. He kissed
me gently, and one hand moved down and began to play with my cock
and balls. When my dick was standing up hard again, he whispered to
me, "You're a little uncomfortable with this, aren't you, boy."
"Yes, sir."
"Well, don't be. See, I know all about Walt's games. Two
years ago I was his houseboy, and I understand just what you're
goin' through."
"Thank you, sir. That's good to know." I did feel a little
better about it.
"You ever done a three-way with him before?"
"No, sir."
"Well, don't worry about it. It'll be a great scene."
"Yes, sir."
He moved back a little and continued to stroke my prick.
"That's a really nice body, boy."
"Thank you, sir."
Then he sat back down and the two of them talked for several
minutes while I maintained the pose, naked in front of them.
When Jerry finished his beer, he asked Walt, "So what have you
got planned for the evening?"
Walt smiled and gazed up at me. "We're gonna have ourselves a
great time with Dave, here. Aren't we, boy?"
"Yes, sir." What could I say? I was now committed to the
game.
"Why don't you take him upstairs, Jerry, and get started.
I'll be up shortly."
Jerry grinned up at me. "Sure." So he stood up and headed
towards the stairs. "Come along, boy." I dropped my hands to my
sides and obediently followed him up to the bedroom. My dick had
gone soft, but started to show interest again.
He turned the light on and I stood there, waiting. He came up to
to me and grasped my cock, squeezing it and stroking it slowly, and
it quickly became rigid. He kissed me briefly and said, "You're body
belongs to me, boy. Right?"
"Yes, sir."
"Well, first you can undress me. Put my clothes neatly on
that chair."
"Yes, sir." I removed his shoes and socks, and then his shirt
and jeans, and piled them on the chair. But when I reached for his
undershorts, he pushed me back. "Not that way, boy. On your knees,
and put your hands behind your back, just like with Walt." I did
as he ordered.
I could tell now that he had been with Walt before, since this
was something he always liked. Being very careful, I worked the
shorts downwards over Jerry's hips using my teeth. As his shaft
came into view I could see it was getting stiff. When I had the
shorts off, I picked them up in my mouth and shuffled over to
deposit them on the chair. Then I moved back in front of him, still
on my knees and with my hands behind my back.
He leaned down and kissed me. "Very good, boy. I see Walt
has taught you pretty well."
I knelt there and stared at his cock. It wasn't very long --
only 6" or so -- but it was really fat, and tapered from the thick
base of the shaft out to the head. I could see now that he was a
natural blonde, and I was really impressed by the huge balls hanging
between his thighs. My mouth began to water as I thought about
getting my lips wrapped around that meat, and my dick surged as I
watched the muscles ripple on his abdomen. He had a thick coat of
fuzz on his chest, and he had the arms and chest of a weight-lifter.
I moved my head forward, wanting to get his cock in my mouth --
but he pushed me away. "Not yet, boy. Not till I give you
permission. You oughta know that." So I knelt there, gazing
at his hot prick.
He twisted his hips slowly from side to side, so his rigid dick
swung back and forth in front of my face, and my eyes followed it's
hypnotic motion. Shortly he spoke, "You like that cock, boy?"
"MMMMmmmm, yes, sir. I want to get it in my mouth and bury my
face in your hair." His rod was short enough that I was sure I
could do that.
"Well, don't worry. You'll get plenty of chances for that."
Finally he grasped the shaft in his hand. His other hand
pulled my head towards him and he began to wipe that hot meat
around my face -- across my eyes and nose, down my cheeks, under my
chin, and back and forth against my lips. God, I loved the velvety
feel of it sliding across my flesh. I just let him do it -- I
could feel his eyes watching me, and my heart was beating madly.
But I wanted to taste it!
Eventually he pulled away, and went over and sat on the bed
with his legs spread. "Come over here, boy."
"Yes, sir." I knew better than to stand up and walk, so I kept
my hands behind my back and shuffled over on my knees till I was
between his legs. He had beautiful legs -- long and smooth and muscular,
with just a light coat of hair. And that fat dick was standing up
between them.
He leaned back on his hands and I could see the cords tighten
in his stomach. He smiled at me. "You want that, boy?"
"Yes, sir. I sure do."
"Ask me nicely."
"Please, sir, let me suck your hard cock."
He made me wait for a couple minutes, but finally said, "Go for
it, boy. Enjoy."
I thrust my head forward and began to lick at his prick -- up
one side, and up the other, and swirling around the head. I licked
down its length to the base, making the curly hair wet with my
saliva. I pushed my mouth downwards between his thighs, laving his
huge balls, and I gently sucked one of them into my mouth.
But I was just teasing myself -- I wanted that cock! So I
postioned my closed lips right at the head and then slowly -- slowly
-- let them slide down his shaft. I shut my eyes and moaned as that
rigid muscle filled my mouth. I pushed harder and felt the tip
rubbing the back of my throat as my lips and nose pressed tightly
into the hair on his abdomen. I just held it there and ran my tongue
around the head.
Then I started to stroke on it with my mouth -- up and down, up
and down, shoving my face into his hair each time I hit bottom.
After a bit I moved my hands up and began to play with those huge
balls while I sucked him, and I caressed the soft skin on his inner
thighs. Walt would not have allowed that without specific
permission, but Jerry just closed his eyes and moaned as I worked on
him.
After a few minutes I heard a voice behind me, "Make those lips
tighter, boy. Be sure you do a good job for him." Walt had entered
the room. I did as he ordered, being careful to keep my teeth
covered with my lips, and soon Jerry was thrusting easily with his
hips to match my strokes. From the corner of my eye I could see
Walt removing his clothes.
As I continued to suck on Jerry, I felt Walt step up behind me
so his hairy legs were pressed against my back. "Jerry," he said,
"Sit up here, boy."
Jerry sat up and replied, "Yes, sir." That registered in the
back of my mind -- Jerry was still under his control, too.
Walt pushed his hips forward and told Jerry, "Suck this dick,
boy." So Jerry stretched his mouth forward and took Walt's big prick
into his mouth, and then for several minutes I sucked on Jerry while
he did Walt, just above my head.
I couldn't see how Jerry was doing, but I just concentrated on
his cock. I made my lips tight and stroked it, slow and deep.
Then I slicked my hand up with saliva and wrapped it around his
cock, and used both my hand and mouth on him. I felt his prick get
harder, and wondered if he was getting close.
But then Walt spoke, "That's enough for now, boy. Stand up,
Jerry." I pulled my head back so Jerry could stand up, and then
swung around to face the two of them.
Walt pulled Jerry over next to him and told me, "Get over here,
boy." I shuffled over so I was kneeling in front of him, and looked
at the two hard cocks. "Take it, boy." I put my hands behind my
back again, which I knew he wanted, and leaned forward and slid my
lips down onto his prick. He was a good 2" longer than Jerry so I
couldn't take it all. I stroked it a couple times with my mouth --
but then he grabbed the back of my head and jammed his prick into
me, shoving it against the back of my throat. Even though I knew he
was going to do that, it always caught me by surprise -- I couldn't
breathe, and I almost gagged. He held it tight there till my eyes
watered, but finally he pulled it back. I gasped in some air
through the sides of my mouth and started swinging on him again.
He let me do that for several minutes, and then said, "Now do
Jerry." I turned my face over and sucked on Jerry`s cock. Shortly
Walt said, "Now me." I moved back to Walt. "Jerry again." I obeyed.
This was wild!
After a bit Walt pushed my head back a little, and swung over
so his dick was right next to Jerry's. "Now, boy, let's see you
take them both at once." I swallowed quickly and looked at the two
pricks -- I didn't think I could. But it was an order, so I moved
my mouth up to them. I held the two cocks together with my hand and
opened my mouth as wide as I could. By working my lips around I
managed to get both heads inside. Walt put his hand on the back of
my head and pulled a little, and I managed to get another inch or so
inside, but that was all -- that was a lot of meat. I moved my head
back and forth some but couldn't get much stroke on them, so I ran
my tongue around the two heads.
Shortly Walt pulled out of me and said, "Your turn, Jerry.
Down on your knees."
"Yes, sir," Jerry replied. He knelt, and Walt lifted me up to
stand next to him. Then he had Jerry go through the same routine --
suck Walt for a while and then suck me, and then take us both. I
was amazed -- he had to struggle, but Jerry was able to get a good 4
or 5 inches of both our dicks into his mouth.
Walt kissed me and said, "He's had more practice than you." I
supposed that meant that in the future I would get more practice,
too.
After a few minutes of that, Walt told Jerry to stand up. He
pulled us both into his arms and kissed us, first me and then Jerry,
and I felt all three of our hard cocks rubbing against each other.
Then Walt looked at me. "Down on your knees, boy, and bend
over the bed." I did what he said, and rested my chest on the bed.
"Spread those arms." I reached for the sides of the bed, having
done this before with him. I knew I was going to get fucked.
He spoke again, "Get the grease, Jerry, and loosen him up a
little." I heard Jerry go over to the dresser and get out the jar
of vaseline. Shortly I felt Jerry`s finger probing at my asshole,
and then sliding into me. The muscles clenched and I tried to
pull away, and I had to concentrate to make my sphincter relax.
"He's a little goosey, isn't he, sir?" Jerry said.
"Yeah," Walt answered, "I just took his cherry a couple weeks
ago." I remembered that night -- it hurt pretty bad the first
time, and took me quite a while to learn to adjust to it. "Use two
fingers on him."
I felt the finger leave while Jerry got some more grease, and
then he shoved two fingers into me. He worked his hand around,
lubricating my hole really good.
But then Walt told him, "You go first, boy. You're not as big
as I am."
The fingers left, and I could hear Jerry greasing up his cock.
I grabbed the bedcovers with my hands, waiting for his invasion.
Then I felt his cock head rubbing against my hole. I
concentrated on relaxing the muscles as he pushed against me, and
then I felt the head pop into my ass. I gasped and tried to pull
away, but I couldn't -- there was no place to go.
Then his prick slid slowly into me. He stroked it a few times
and pushed some more, and I felt it slide inside my guts until his
pubic hair was grinding against my ass cheeks. He just held it
there for a moment and I let the air out of my lungs -- I hadn't
realized that I was holding my breath. But the muscles were relaxed
and it didn't hurt.
"Go ahead, boy," Walt said, "Fuck him."
"Yes, sir," Jerry replied. His hands grabbed my hips and he
began to fuck me, slowly and steadily -- in and out, in and out. I
lay there with my eyes closed and took it, and after a bit the
nerves began to respond with pleasure. It went on and on, and I
began to moan deep in my throat -- it felt so good.
Then he jammed it tightly inside of me and held it there, and
started wiggling his hips from side to side. I felt his rod
prodding my insides, and his pubic hair rubbing against my tender
flesh. I couldn't help it -- I responded, "Yeah. Do that." He did,
for several minutes, and then he began to fuck me some more. I
started to thrust back against him on every stroke.
But then Walt spoke, "That's enough, boy. You've got him
warmed up."
Jerry's prick slid out of me and I groaned -- my gut felt empty
and I wanted it back. But I knew what would happen next.
Walt greased his cock up and knelt behind me, and I felt the
head of his dick pressed against my ass. "You ready for this,
boy?" he asked.
I just moaned and replied, "Yes, sir."
"Ask me, boy. Tell me what you want."
"Please fuck my ass, Sir!"
He thrust hard, and shoved partway into me. God! He's so much
bigger! He pulled back a little and then with one stroke rammed it
the rest of the way into me, quick and hard. I groaned again, and
felt his huge cock filling my guts -- it felt like it was going to
come out my throat! But then his abdomen was crushed against my ass
and I had it all in me.
He leaned forward and kissed my neck. "You know how I like
it, don't you, boy?"
"Yes, sir," I replied, "Fast and hard."
"That's right, boy, and I do what I want with you. Right?"
"Yes, sir."
He waited for several moments while I held my breath, and then
he struck. With a quick flip of his hips his rod slid back and then
slammed into me -- "SLAP!" ... "UGH!" His abdomen slapped against
my ass, and I grunted as the force of his thrust drove me against
the bed and pushed the breath from my lungs.
He attacked my ass for several minutes. "SLAP!" ... "UGH!"
... "SLAP!" ... "UGH!" ... "SLAP!" ... "UGH!" Hard and deep! At
first my sphincter tried to fight it, but eventually I got it under
control and relaxed the muscles. Then the heat began to build in my
guts and I moaned with the pleasure.
It just went on and on -- "SLAP!" ... "UGH!" ... "SLAP!" ...
"UGH!" ... "SLAP!" ... "UGH!" My ass cheeks were getting sore from
the pounding, but soon that seemed to make me even hotter and I
began to push back to meet him. "Oooh, yeah! Fuck me, Sir!"
Then I felt Jerry's hand between my legs. He worked my dick
down between my spread legs, and played with my shaft and my balls
while Walt fucked me.
After a bit I felt Walt's cock surge and get harder, and I knew
he was getting close. But then he abruptly stopped, and pulled
quickly out of my ass. I groaned. "Oh, God. Don't do that,
Sir! I want it all!"
Walt's hand caressed my ass, "Not yet, boy, it's too soon.
But you'll get it before we're done."
I just rested a moment, getting used to the empty feeling, when
Walt spoke again. "Get down there next to him, Jerry."
Jerry responded, "Yes, sir." I heard them shift around, and
then Jerry was leaning over the bed next to me.
Walt tapped my shoulder and said, "Straighten up, boy, and
grease up his ass." I wasn't sure what he had in mind, but I got
some vaseline on my finger and lubricated Jerry's puckered hole.
"Your cock, too." I obeyed, and slicked myself up.
"Now shove into him," Walt said. So I moved over behind Jerry
and positioned my throbbing prick at his sphincter. Then I pushed,
slow and easy, and felt my cock slip into him. I had been hard for
a long time, and the warmth of his rectum wrapped itself around my
flesh and I loved the hot feel of it.
I started to stroke into him but Walt told me, "Hold it, boy.
I didn't tell you to do that." So I stopped and just waited.
Then Walt got down on his knees behind me, and before I could
prepare myself his huge dick was at my asshole and he shoved back
into me. He pushed hard against me, till he was deep inside me and
I was jammed all the way into Jerry's ass. Then Walt backed out
part way, till just the head of his dick was still inside me.
He kissed the back of my neck softly and said, "OK, boy, now
you start fuckin' him -- but don't let either one of us slip out."
I hesitated a moment, and then understood what he wanted.
I pulled my hips back and my cock slid outwards from Jerry`s ass,
but at the same time Walt's dick thrust into me; and when I pushed
back into Jerry, Walt's dick slid out. By my own actions I was
fucking Jerry and getting fucked by Walt at the same time! It was
incredible!
As I began to stroke, I realized that I had to swing my hips a
little on the out-stroke to get a better angle for Walt's huge tool.
I quickly got the hang of it and started thrusting easily, in and
out, in and out.
I stroked steadily, and soon there was a quiet moan from Jerry.
I worked at it for several minutes and felt my guts warming up -- I
wasn't sure how long I could last this way, so I tried to hold it
back. But Jerry was now pushing back against me, and I wanted to
come.
But then Walt spoke, "Hold it, boy. I'm gonna do it." Again I
wasn't sure what he meant, so I just leaned against Jerry's ass and
waited. Then Walt suddenly jammed into me, hard! The force of his
thrust shoved my prick tightly into Jerry. When Walt pulled back, I
went with him a little. And then he banged into me again -- and
again. Now Walt was doing all the work, and I felt his dick plowing
into me and forcing me into Jerry. Over and over and over!
Shortly Walt whispered in my ear, "You getting close, boy?"
I was gasping for breath from his assault, but I managed to
answer, "Yes, sir."
He slammed into me a few more times, fast and hard, and then my
breath caught in my throat as his prick was abruptly pulled from my ass
again. "Come on out, boy," Walt said, so I let my throbbing cock
slip out of Jerry's hole.
We all stood and rested for a minute, and then Walt kissed me.
"We've got all night, boy, so this time you're gonna get it from
both of us. Lay down on the bed, on your back."
"Yes, sir." I turned and lay back on the bed, with my feet
resting on the floor.
"Swing around, boy, so your head is off the side of the bed."
I obeyed, and lay across the corner of the bed, with my feet still
on the floor at the foot of the bed and my head hanging down over
the side.
He went on, "Okay, Jerry, you get his mouth." Jerry moved up so
he was standing over my head, and looking up I could see his hard cock
and his huge balls hanging just above my face. He spread his legs
apart to bring his dick down right at my mouth, and then he slid it
into me. The musky taste from my asshole filled my mouth, but I
just licked him clean and waited.
Walt put some more grease on his cock, and then lifted my legs
up onto his shoulders. His rod shoved at my puckered ass and he
plowed back into me. I moaned a little at the intrusion, but I
took it -- I was used to it now.
Walt leaned forward and kissed Jerry briefly. "Go ahead, boy,"
he said to Jerry, "Start fucking his mouth." So Jerry began to
thrust into my mouth, and his hairy balls slapped against my nose
when he was all the way in. I could see the muscles ripple in his
thighs as he started to fuck into me.
But then Walt slammed into my ass, hard, timing it so that it
drove my throat all the way onto Jerry's prick. They started kind
of slow and steady, and I felt the two cocks impaling me between
them. It went on and on, and my own dick was getting harder and
hotter, and flopping back and forth from their actions. I wanted
to reach down and stroke it, but I knew that wasn't allowed unless
Walt told me to.
They kept it up for several minutes, and I felt Jerry's prick
getting even bigger inside my mouth. My guts were on fire from the
sensations, and from thinking about what this must look like.
Walt was breathing hoarsely and he growled, "Come on, Jerry,
give it to him!" They began to stroke harder and faster, and Walt
slammed into my sore ass on every thrust. Again -- and again -- and
again!
I felt the head of Walt's cock get hotter and begin to surge
inside my ass, so I knew he was getting close. But it just went on
and on! I wanted to come!
Walt grabbed my hips and pounded into me. "Come on, Jerry!
Do it -- now!!" They thrust and thrust, and I bounced on the bed
between them.
Jerry was gasping for breath, and yelled, "God, yeah!! ...
I'm gonna come!!" My jaw was sore from being fucked so long, but
there was nothing I could do.
Jerry stroked faster. Then Walt jammed into my ass and groaned
loudly, and I felt his hot cum spurting into me and coating my guts.
But he kept pounding his meat into me And then Jerry yelled again,
and his cum splashed onto my tongue! He came -- and he came -- I
swallowed quickly and he came some more, and I felt some of his cum
dribbling down my cheek.
They stroked into me for a few more moments and finally
stopped. They both stood there, gasping for air, and sweat from
Jerry's chest dripped down onto my body.
Finally Walt leaned forward and kissed Jerry. "Good job,
boy."
Jerry smiled back at him, "Thank you, sir." Then they both
pulled out of me and I just lay there, resting.
Walt smiled down at me and my still-throbbing man-meat. "Sit
up here, boy." As soon as I did, he stepped up and slid his
half-hard cock into my mouth. "Clean it off, boy." I obeyed,
sucking and licking at him, and swallowing the musky taste of my
asshole and his cum. The first time he had me do that I almost
puked, but now I was used to it.
When I had him clean, he stepped back and spoke to Jerry, "Get
over here, boy, down on your knees."
"Yes, sir," Jerry replied. Walt positioned him so he was
kneeling between my spread legs.
"Dave here took care of us, so you take care of him.
Understand, boy?" Jerry's hand came up and began to stroke my
rigid shaft, and he smiled up at me as he answered, "Yes, sir."
But Walt grabbed his hair and pulled his head backwards, and
told him, "Not that way, boy. He deserves more than a hand job.
Hands behind your back!"
Jerry smiled again but obeyed the order. Then he leaned
forward and slowly slid his tight lips down onto my waiting prick.
I leaned back on my elbows and watched as his mouth nursed on me.
But Walt pushed his head down roughly, forcing his face against my
abdomen, and I felt the head of my cock clamped in Jerry's throat.
After a few moments Walt let up on the pressure, and he told
Jerry, "Do a good job for him, dammit!" Jerry didn't say anything,
but just made his lips tighter and stroked me faster, going all the
way down on me every time.
My dick had been hard now for over an hour, and I knew it
wouldn't take me long to get there. But Walt had other ideas. He
climbed on the bed behind me and pulled me down, so I was lying
flat on the bed. He grasped my hands and pulled them up over my
head, and put his knees on top of my hands so I couldn't move them.
"Go ahead, Jerry, suck him good." Jerry's head bobbed up and
down over my crotch, and at the same time his hand came up and
circled my exposed balls. He pulled on them gently till they were a
tight package within his hand. A dull ache filled my guts, but as
he kept sucking on me it turned to heat in my loins.
Walt watched this and said, "Good, Jerry. Good."
Jerry sucked me. Walt tugged and pulled at my nipple. Jerry
kept sucking. Walt squeezed my other nipple. I groaned, and
writhed on the bed from the building sensations. Jerry tugged my
balls a little harder, and I moaned again.
Walt spoke, "Slower, Jerry. Make it last." Jerry's mouth
moved slower, but still tight and deep.
There was a continuous moan in my throat. "Oh, God! Do it,
Sir!! I wanta come!!"
Walt chuckled. "Don't listen to him, Jerry. You're doin'
fine."
I wrapped my legs around Jerry's back and tried to thrust into
his mouth, as much as I could, and he kept sucking.
It went on and on, but so SLOOOOWWWW! But I could feel the
fire gradually rising within me. As Jerry kept stroking I cried
out, "YEAH! ... YEAH! ... YEAH!"
Walt pinched both of my nipples again and tugged roughly on them,
and I jammed my hips upwards against Jerry's face. "NOW!! ...
I'M GONNA COME!!!"
Jerry sucked! ... My muscles strained, and my whole body
tensed and thrashed on the bed! ... I pushed up into his mouth!
... And I came! .. And I came! ... And I came!!!
Jerry sucked me till I stopped shooting, and then licked at me
till my prick was clean. Finally he stood up. Walt leaned down and
kissed me, long and slow. "What do you think, boy?" he asked, "Was
that a great trip, or what?"
I smiled up at him. "It was fantastic, sir."
"Good," he replied. "It was supposed to be."
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Walt got dressed, but Jerry and I stayed naked -- we were his
boys. Later that night we fucked around again, this time with Jerry
in the middle of the "fucking sandwich". Except that neither of us
fucked Walt's ass -- and I wondered if anyone ever did. Eventually
Jerry went home, and Walt and I spent the night together.
In the morning Walt had me suck him off before we got up.
When I was ready to leave, he asked me, "What do you think,
boy? Did you enjoy last night?"
I leaned forward and kissed him. "Yes, sir. It was fantastic!"
"Good. All you have to remember is that I'm in charge, and
when I tell you to do somethin', you do it -- no matter who's here.
Got that?"
"Yes, sir."