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Perceptions - Chapter 61
Laith and Tack talked regularly during the first few weeks of the new school year, but Tack wanted to be more chill about his emotions than Laith, so Laith initiated most of the conversations, texts and emails. To be fair, Laith had a lot more news to share starting college and living in a completely new world.
After a few weeks into the new school year, Tack contacted Greg to see what he'd decided to do this year. It was no surprise that he put no effort into college in the last six months, causing him to be dropped from colleges he'd already been accepted to because he didn't even complete the necessary paperwork. He'd chosen to enroll at a community college in Roxbury which was close to downtown, but he was trying to lay very low and avoid seeing anyone from his former life. Tack told Greg to keep in touch and let him know if he needed anything. It wasn't long before Greg was sending Tack `bitch pics' of his pussy and him on his knees with his tongue hanging out begging Tack to use him again.
Before Tack decided what to do, he wanted to get Laith's opinion. Tack knew he didn't need consent to have Greg, but he also was not going to hide anything from Laith and then concern himself about keeping secrets. Laith cared about Greg and wanted better things for him, but realized that he'd been too caught up in his relationship with Tack to think about Greg. "Tack, do you think you could bring him back to life and get him re-engaged with school and having a future? You know, get him out of being a zombie." Tack explained, "If i was gonna make him mine and be around him all of the time, I know i could, but I'm not interested in that with Greg, so i don't know." Laith was so thankful that Tack didn't seem to be interested in Greg in that way. Laith found it easy to become jealous when it came to Tack, and he sighed quietly, "thank god."
Tack reminded Laith, "Boy, you know you have to get used to me fucking who i want whenever i want." Laith answered correctly, "Yes Sir. I understand. I just need a little experience working it out Sir." Tack replied frankly, "I'll always be honest with you boy." Laith tried to change subjects a bit suggesting, "I'm sure you can use some of Greg's sexual attention on the regular too. That'll be good for your mood." Tack responded reflectively, "Yep, i can use some of that." He said pawing his ripped and muscled body while he laid on his couch. "And how about you, what do you fantasize of most when you're trying to get your dick off thinking about me?" Laith laughed quietly as he recalled, "maybe two or three things sort of repeat in my head....... First, when you took my ass after that slow excruciating day of wearing me down, and when you finally fucked me; you had Jason, your slave rape Greg, my slave right next to me. That really broke me. That showed me your power and what i was dealing with, and from that time it made me want to submit to you as my Master." "Fukk yeah" purred Tack. "And what else?" he asked. Continuing, Laith suggested a little more shyly, "When you were fucking me way too hard that one time, you said you had set your sights on me and you knew you'd have me' and then you said I was the hottest senior in school and i was your property, your bitch, and whore'. That one makes me cum a lot." "What else slut?" Tack asked curiously. "Well, maybe just one more", Laith postulated. "Spill it fag", Tack demanded. "The video of what you and Ash did to Greg in the locker room. That video of you using Greg like a horse as you had him in the standing headlock, then destroying him while he laid face down on the bench bellowing as you ascended to God status over him, well that consistently blows me away when i watch it. That's why i get jealous too. I want to be the slave to your God."
"Fuck faggot, I need to blow my load now thinking of you being my bitch-horse while i ride you like the cum slut you are. Tell me how much you want me now, while i jack off here, and know that soon I'll be raping Greg again and sending you pictures of it to make you weaker than you already are." Laith started to whimper and confess how hungry he was for his master and how much he wanted and needed Tack until Tack jacked off and blew his load of precious cum all over his body.
`Pig, be over here at 9' was all Tack's text to Greg said, and exactly on time Greg knocked on Master Tack's basement door. Making Greg crawl from the door on his hands and knees, Tack wanted to begin to raise Greg from zombie to submissive human, hoping that he'd be able to function in self-protective and beneficial ways from then on.
This first night, Tack ran Greg through all of the standard worship and service practices before fucking his mouth and cunt making Greg beg and scream and finally moan his appreciation for Master Tack. Tack had to admit that he liked having a boy here to worship him and satisfy his needs, and it especially felt good to have someone sleeping next to him that was at his beck and call. Master Tack worked on Greg for months, pulling him out of the dark shell he had buried himself in. He had even kissed Greg a few times openly on the lips to give Greg a sense of desirability and worth again. Greg was not as conditioned or strong as he had been before his downward spiral into sub-slavery, but he was still one hot young stud. Tack wrestled with Greg a few times also to give him a greater sense of confidence in himself and his strength.
By Christmas, with Laith returning, Tack, Laith and Greg all spent some time together over the holidays, trying to put the final touches on Greg's rebound. Just before Laith had to head back to school after Christmas vacation, Greg surprised both Tack and Laith by telling them that he needed to confront and take on Jason for what had happened between them. He felt that he could never consider himself a man again, or have the confidence he would need to get back on top without facing this demon in his life. Seeing his boy on the road to recovery, building his confidence back and hopeful again, Tack asked Greg, "Are you sure this is what you want? What are you thinking of doing?" Greg explained to his friends, "I need to do this. No matter what happens i have to see myself in a different way than before. I'm gonna go to his room on campus next week and confront him." Nodding his head curiously, Tack asked "And what are you going to do there?" Excitedly, Greg explained "I think i'm just gonna kick his ass. Maybe more. We'll see." Laith suggested, "You might not want to get into a fight on campus or in the dorms. Security can make it a problem." Greg smirked, "That definitely won't be a problem." Before Greg left them, Tack advised, "Greg, I think this isn't the best way to handle the problem. Lets set something up in a safe environment where we can maintain control. If this goes to hell, I'm not getting in the middle of it. I'm not fixing this for ya man." Greg just chuckled, "No problem man, I know exactly what I'm doing."