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Chapter 2
Of different taste
I was weak from dinner, covered in a combination of cum, spit, and food. Tonight I was to be here for the pleasure of two men. More so the living sex doll for their entertainment. Nate had dragged me to the master bedroom by my cock. Though I followed willingly, Nate had prioritized punishing my dick by roughly handling the shaft, and squeezing my balls.
Of the two of them Nate was the kink oriented one. He enjoyed slow and methodological pain, Ray was the one who enjoyed mutual pleasures and delight. This had made their relationship interesting, and what had brought various men between them.
"On your knees boy." Nate released my cock as he took a seat in a leather wing back chair. His thick legs spread wide, his big cock stood straight up, and was leaking precum. The room was covered with a vinyl play tarp, and various devices throughout. There was no question what this room had been arranged for.
"I'm here for your pleasure sir." I said looking down and not at his face. Today they asked for willing subservient plaything, not delightfully defiant. Nate picked up a black collar with a leash from the side table. He put it around my neck, as he did this he spoke.
"This will be the last time I give a fuck about you, until you say the safe word "Pineapple". Do you understand?"
I nodded, and he gave me a full mouth kiss on my pouty lips. Distracted by the moment of sensual touch, I found he had slapped handcuffs onto my wrist. He was smooth, and as a professional I was impressed. He sat back down and yanked the leash, forcing me to sit up on my knees.
"You're a pretty little slut aren't you. Look at the 6 pack, those muscle tits, and those arms. But you're missing one thing aren't you?"
"I'm sorry master that I dissatisfy you. Please let me know what I need to do to please you." I begged.
He got up and reached for my balls, getting a grip on them, where they attached to my body. Separating them as much as the skin would allow.
"You've got a nice pair, but this cock is so tiny." I blushed red, though I found sexual bliss at being degraded. The embarrassment to my masculinity still stung.
"Ahhh, oh god sir. Please if I could fix it for you I would." I gasped out between balancing breaths to regulate the pain.
Nate released my balls, which allowed me to fall over. This was not a break, because he produced a blind fold. With one hand he squeezed my face forcing my mouth open so he could spit in it. Next I felt something going over my cock, then a sucking sensation. My cock was being pulled in all directions, I knew this sensation was a penis pump.
Nate's hot breath was on my ear. I knew better than to shake the pump off my cock.
"Don't worry boy, you don't have to work that muscle out. I'll do it for you, you just have to sit there and look pretty." He then bit my ear lobe causing me to groan. He furthered the assault on my body by twisting my nipples. He began to cup my pecs, aggressively like a teenage boy getting his first access to girls' breasts. Rubbing them and squeezing them. I could feel his hands gliding with the hot oil, agitating my hard erect nipples.
"Beg me to fuck you, you muscle pussy cunt."
"Please sir, please fuck me. I need your big cock up my ass. Make me feel like a real bitch. Please Master. I'll be the tightest hole you've ever been in."
I felt a riding crop on my back, as a response to my pleas.
"I'm going to ride you like a horse, breed you like a bitch. I'm going to knock you up. Here suck on this." He shoved something into my mouth, before I could reply. It felt like a cock, but it was harder and less warm. Suddenly I felt it angle awkwardly, as I realized that my mouth and it's ability to suck was the only thing keeping it in place.
"That's right cock whore, you keep that in your mouth till I'm ready. Or else! If you think it might be familiar you'd be right. Course with all the cocks you've had down your tight throat, I bet you couldn't tell it was an exact copy of Ray's cock. I had him make me one, when he's away on business."
At this point my face was covered in saliva, from trying to keep Ray's cock copy in my mouth. My jaw began to ache, but this is what Nate wanted. Suddenly it was pulled from my mouth, as well as the blindfold. Nate was now wearing a leather harness, and a jock strap.
The jock was clearly intentionally picked smaller than what he needed. This made his cock stick straight up lewdley. He had a cruel smirk on his face, he threw the dildo on the bed. He bent down and grabbed me around the waist, putting me over his shoulder. He struggled a bit, but overcame it when he was able to get a solid hold on me.
He then placed me on the sling that was earlier set up. I was not able to reposition myself as my arms were bound in front of me. But Nate had assured me that I was thoroughly supported. My hole was now the focus of his attention. He grabbed one ankle and attached it to the chain, then the other. Now not only were my hands bound, but my legs were forced open and unable to close.
He stood over me looking over his work, smirking as he delighted in my pain and powerlessness to prevent him from doing anything to me. He had already owned my time, but now he was relishing the moment of owning my body. He ran his hands over my legs and thighs. Feeling the muscle beneath his hands. He leaned forward resting his body on mine, and gaining more access to my upper body. My abs and pecs. He loved my pecs, he loved to squeeze them and make them jiggle.
"Ray really loves having you as a regular, he doesn't often have a whore on retainer." I made eye contact with him, at his sentence. He gave me a smirk, when he felt the nervousness at his words. I've been called a lot of things during a scene, but the level of contempt of the way he said whore. By reflex I clenched, everything becoming tight. Expecting some cruelty. But instead he leaned forward and pulled himself up to kiss me on the lips. He pulled back and continued to feel my body.
"You don't have to worry, I'm not jealous. It's because of you that Ray let's me keep my stable of boys at the house." I now looked into his eyes, for a moment I had forgotten the dynamic of master and slave, customer and provider, and don and sub. He seemed genuinely thankful.
I was brought out the moment when he began to enter me. My eyes bulged out pain and surprise.
"Such a tight hole Marcus!" He shouted with exhilaration. I began to moan in pain unable to get away from it. Nate has all this planned; he was going to allow gravity to impale me on his dick. He had all the time he wanted, Ray had paid handsomely to be the couple's entertainment for hours.
I tried to use my abs to spring forward to get the entry over with. Nate reacted by slapping me hard on the balls.
"I didn't say you fuck your self faggot."
"I'm sorry sir, please forgive me.Agggh" Nate pinched my nipples and was using them to pull me further on to his cock. This stimulation also had the effect of causing me to tighten my hole. Which only made him fuck me with more enthusasim.
"Cunt feels so good, great Faggot pussy!" Nate sped up his pace, he was now slamming into me hard enough that I was swinging in the sling. He thankfully let go of my nipples, and was fucking me ernestly with just the force of his hips. I was sweating from the workout, as was he. I looked up at his face. His eyes rolled back into his head, his mouth hanging lewdly open as he fucked me. I felt his cock flex as he unloaded into me. When he regained some sense, he pulled out of me. He staggered over holding the sling for support, and shoved his spent cock in my mouth without saying anything. I looked up at him, as he stroked some strands of hair away from my face. I sucked and cleaned his cock. He shoved further down my throat.
"Going to piss now. Better be a good toilet whore." He began to piss down my throat, the only benefit to telling me was that I would know to swallow. My time was a service, my body was his property. When he finished he pulled out and climbed off the bed. Pouring himself a glass of water, he looked over at me. He poured another glass and walked over to me. Admiring his handy work, evidenced on the muscular body of an Asian boy toy.
"Are you thirsty? Want some water? Maybe some more piss?" he said with a cocksure smile.
"Water please? Maybe more piss later. Sir." I replied with a plea. Nate smirked and took a drink of water. He then grabbed my head, and put our lips together. His tongue pushed the water into mine. I swallowed what he gave. Then the phone rang, and it broke our kiss. He walked over to the phone, and picked it up. I admired his body as he spoke.
"Yeah, I still want my massage. The big strong one please. The one with blonde hair. Yeah that's him." Nate hung up and turned around. Taking strides towards me he climbed back on the bed. He pulled on the chains for leverage bringing me closer to his body.
"Hey, slut did you miss me? I'm going to give you a break in a moment. Going to get a massage. We have a bit of time before he gets here. Enough time to fill up your pussy with another load."
He shoved his cock into me again, using his own cum as lube this time. He began to flex his pelvis working his cock in and out. The thursing became harder, and created more slapping. It was now my turn to feel the pleasure, as he repeatedly hit my prostate. My cock began to leak precum.
There was a knock at the door. Nate did not stop his work.
"Babe, the massage guy is here." Ray said through the door.
"Both of you can come in, he can set up I'm almost done." Nate thrusted harder, I gasped in moaned. Wanting to ask for a level of dis creation. But words would not form over the moaning.
"wow, you guys play nasty. Like a porno studio in here." The tall muscular blonde said, carrying a massage table in. Ray covered his face, which in itself ridiculous because he was just in his boxers.
"Hey, Jason.. told you I played hard. Fuck almost done! Fuck!" Nate screamed as he unloaded in me again. Nate pulled out of me and walked over to Jason. Ray looked at my ragged body going slack in the sling. I knew that look, it was the look he gave when he wanted something he really wanted.
"Dude, I was expecting you fucking ass when you were going to get a message."
"We're all men here, we've got needs. Well most of us are real men. The faggot in the sling might as well be a pussy. Now, clothes off you know I tip extra for the view." Nate said climbing on to the table, as Jason took off his clothes. Letting his long hair down.
The massage began with Jason working Nates arms. He closed his eyes and began to relax.
Ray walked over to me, I could see him framed between my legs. His raven dark hair a mess.
"babe? You done with Marcus?" Ray asked.
"Yeah, sweet heart. Your turn." Nate moaned.
Ray was on me in a flash, his mouth on my ass lips. He was sucking his husband's load out of me. His tongue darting in out, making my battered hole feel amazing.
"Fuck, I mean no homo. I'm straight. But that's making me hard." Jason said mystified by our show. Nate grabbed Jason's growing cock, Jason didn't pull sways.
"Wanna fuck him? He's clean and so good."
"What, I'm into girls, plus I don't do sloppy seconds."
"Bro, fuck him is just as good as fucking a girl if not better. Look you're so fucking hard." Nate said sitting up to watch the show from Jason's vantage. By now Ray was frosted in cum, sweat, and still digging deeper. Nate brought Jason closer. Jason was mesmerized.
"Babe, you done with your cream pie? I think Jason wants a turn.Ray, loves second hand cum. He'll have that ass almost show room new."
Ray murmured with a possessive growl. He bit my ass, and pulled off. Wiping away the mixture of cum, sweat, and ass. He walked over to Nate and forced a kiss on him. Jason was so distracted by his encounter with the gay kind.
"Dude, I'm so hard. But how can I fuck him. He's a dude."
Nate brought Jason over to my side, and put his hand on my pecs.
"Marcus is an artist at making guys feel comfortable. Feel these pecs. Feel how big and firm they are?"
"Yeah, they're nice. Almost like a girls boob. Not as big, maybe a A/B cup." Jason said feeling further.
"Oh, please Jason. Play with my tits." I moaned.
"Fuck, why is this working? I don't fucking care!" Jason screamed, put his lips on my nipple. Biting and sucking on them.
"Yeah! Treat the faggot like a girl!" Nate shouted encouragement, slapping me on the ass to make me yelp. I could feet the stubble creating friction.
Jason's hand move instinctively to my cock. His hands grabbing and massaging it.
"Fuck, what do I do with it?" Jason asked confused.
"Play with it bro. A faggots cock, is just a girls clit. Do what you'd do with it. Remember this isn't a man, she's a pussy. For you to enjoy." Nate goated Jason.
"Oh, yeah. I got it!" Jason said excitedly when he moved his mouth to suck my cock. But not like any other regular blowjob. No he was biting and sucking at the same time. Jason was now working my balls. Making them beat red. I was leaking so much precum.
"Oh, wow she's leaking so much." Jason said.
"Now is the time to fuck her!" Nate said. Guideing the cock into place. Jason held nothing back, and drastically plunged into my hole,
"Oh, fuck she's so tight!" Jason mouth hanged open, his hair waving from his motion. Body flexing from the fucking. As I was distracted from the sight, Nate grabbed my balls and squeezed them. Causing me to tighten again. Which only please the formally gay sac virgin to moan.
"Oh, fuck! Her pussy so tight! Do it again!"
Nate obliged.
"ahhh, fuck my balls! My fucking balls!" I cried.
"Gonna cum! Gonna fill that Pusey up!" Jason said slamming one more time to drop a load. He collapsed on top of me. Still in me, he can to lick and bite slowly. He wanted to leave a mark . I moaned from the Hickey he was leaving me.
"Aghhh. Fuck I got piss." He murmured.
"Just do it. Fags love that." Nate said stroking Jason's hair. Jason didn't even question, as I could feel the piss filling me up. Eventually he pulled out, almost collapsing. But was caught by Ray and Nate.
"what do you have to say faggot girl?" Nate said looking at me.
"Thank you for fucking my faggot cunt sir." I said. Nate smiled, this was an amazing anniversary.