PLAY WITH THE GUYS By Mike Austin
nasstop@yahoo.com
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VII.
As guessed, the work week was really tough. And while long ago, Don and Chris had designated the weekends for rough sex and Dick had grown accustomed to that schedule before Tim was moved in, some days Chris needed to use Don and usually Don craved the tough use due to the day's impact, so it worked well when those days rolled around. This Tuesday was one of those days!!! The client pissed off Don to start with and at lunch he was bitching, when Chris got a call from the same contact who fired him up. They finished lunch, angry at the client and spilling over to each other. When they returned to the job trailer, Chris locked the door behind them, pulled Don in close, shoved both of Don's hands behind him and roughly manhandled him before cranking his nips very hard. Don moaned out and Chris covered his mouth with one hand and stared him into silence. Chris attacked, "Your ass is mine tonight punk and no if ands or buts about it, understood?" Don nodded agreement as Chris continued the assault on Don's nips and pecs. He grabbed Don's growing hardon and balls then squeezed through the jeans with his powerful hands and snarled into Don's face, "no need for this, understood" then back and forehanded Don's crotch, repeating it twice until his sub's dick faded away. Don's nips burned deeply in his pecs and were swollen and tender against his shirt. His dick oozed precum from the abuse and he knew better than to bone up or show it to Chris. Chris spit out, "After work, get your tool bag and fucking ass in the truck and don't say a fucking word all the way home, understood?" Again Don nodded compliance and when quitting time came, he silently got his gear, tool bag, climbed in the cab and road home in silence. Dick left soon after them but needed to get a prescription for Tim and was delayed getting home.
Tim had not made any supper prep and when Dick arrived home, found Tim sitting silently on the patio. He came out to greet him and overheard the intense workout Chris was delivering Don from the nearby bedroom. Chris lambasted Don, "today you were a total faggot letting that asshole go at you like that, not a man that I can say I'm proud to work with, much less claim as a lover, you sniveling whining submissive faggot trash slut, all you want is to be taken care of and please anybody who will take, take, take from you and you bend over and give up your fucking ass or suck dick from any and every swinging dick around. I am sick and fucking tired of your pansy ass mentality, be a man or get the fuck out of my world." Chris stormed out of the bedroom, slammed the door and the next thing Tim and Dick heard was the big diesel fired up and backing out of the driveway. The patio pair stared in silence at each other before Tim remarked, "wonder what Don did to get that?" Dick, not prone to question, replied, "perhaps it's not Don, but Chris that did something." Tim stood, took the bag of scripts and went to their bedroom. Dick fidgeted about 10 or 15 minutes then gathered some leftovers together for supper in case anyone admitted to being hungry in this "iceberg zone". Chris did not return for over an hour. Before he came back, Dick made the effort to tap on Chris and Don's bedroom door, but got no reply. He tapped again and heard a muffled noise. Tapping once more and gently opening the door, he found Don gagged, handcuffed, naked, clamps on his nips, his dickhead, his scrotum and large "C" clamps on each ball and a huge dildo stuffed in his butt. Dick shuddered, shook his head, backed from the room and closed the door, before making his way back to the kitchen to turn off the stovetop. He'd asked Tim about supper, but Tim had declined and just wanted to be out of the line of fire when Chris returned. Dick assumed the same attitude, stayed in their room and at Tim's direction, gave him a world-class blow job. As noted, about an hour or so later, the diesel pulled into the driveway. Chris came through the kitchen, passed their room and slammed open the master bedroom door, then shut it. Tim and Dick listened as Chris began, "are you fucking man enough now or do I need to leave you trussed up like a fucking pig for the night?" There were muffled noises, then they could barely hear Don's voice "man now SIR" then silence. After a few more minutes, the guest room occupants heard the resounding sounds of a paddle and belt being used; both knew Don's ass was being primed for fucking. "You damn right you're gonna get fucked" Chris bellowed and then the hard ass banging and body slapping sounds of a dom taking his sub. It lasted for almost an hour, starting then more ass whipping followed by repeat fucking noise, punctuated by Don's recurring "thank you SIR" exclamations!!! About 11 pm Tim heard the master bedroom door open, both men walked the hall to the kitchen, talked softly, heated the leftovers that Dick had finally stowed away, then rinsed dishes. The men returned down the hall and back into their room. There was no other sound in the house. Dick woke as usual, slipped from bed, careful not to wake Tim, dressed and eased from the room to make his lunch and hopefully escape before Chris and Don came in for coffee. He didn't make it. He was about to leave when the pair entered the kitchen, Chris' arm around Don's shoulder. Chris spoke, "we're good, sorry for last night." They fixed their coffee. Dick was stunned and somewhat speechless and only offered, "ok" before heading to his truck and away from the tense pair. It was the first time he'd seen this extreme activity.
En route to work, Dick considered whether he and Tim should relocate and were they creating a tension for Chris and Don? He wasn't sure what to do. He stopped for gas, donuts and coffee then went to work.