Apartment 27

“Jason’s moving in with me.”

That’s the announcement I got when I entered apartment 27 for another time.

“He’s your second master now. Understand?”

“Yes sir” I replied tamely, trying hard to hide my excitement of having two real men to serve, instead of just one.

“You’re going to be working much harder from now on. You’ll practically always be up here, slaving for the both of us.”

“Yes sir” I agreed once more.

“You’ll never really be in your little shit hole – we can turn the box room into a place for you, so you can answer our calls whenever.”

“Uhmm…” I didn’t know how to respond. I didn’t know what I wanted. Yes, of course I would love to be the full time faggot of two masters, but, is it too much? Then I would be truly at their mercy, I would even be living in his flat…

“Let’s bring up your mattress, and some of your other shit, but you won’t have many possessions – you’re a fag, and they are possessions.” He said as he pushed me to the door and led me to my apartment.

What could I do now? Nothing, it seemed.

Once the mattress had been carried up to his apartment, he left me to it. I got to making space in his box room, and put the mattress in – there was only just enough free floor space to fit it in, but it was snug between stacks of boxes, and a few of my own items, like my computer, my suit and a few of my university books. Most of them were still in my old flat, as we agreed I was allowed back to study, but I was always to sleep here.

At some point, Jason must have arrived, as my two masters both came in to my new home, and looked around. Then at me.

“Why aren’t you in uniform? Remember the rules.” I was told off.

Quickly, I took off my clothes, and when I was without anything on, they saw the chastity cage.

“I forgot about that! Come here.” My first master said as he lured me in. “Let me take that off for you…” he said as he unlocked the small padlock.

“Thank you, sir” I replied, of course. It was the best feeling of freedom and comfort that I hadn’t experience in too long that made me stiff immediately. My dick, which now seemed even more pathetic and tiny had been waiting for this for so long.

“Oooh, look at that!” my second master teased. “I haven’t seen one that small since…ever!”

I was more ashamed of myself now than ever before. “I’m sorry sir.” I mumbled.

Jason spat on his hands and started rubbing my dick. I felt it getting harder and harder, and it felt unbelievably good. He pulled back my foreskin and started caressing the softer, pinker flesh beneath. It tickled, and hurt, but his movements were so delicate I had complete trust in him.

Now Ryan started pinching my nipples. It was a different pain, more real, and more direct, yet really hot. Slowly, he pulled them out as far as they could go, and dug his nails into them, twisting them as he did so. Shortly he put clamps in place, with a chain connecting them. Slowly he put on more and more clips all around my chest, and the pain only got worse as he flicked them around.

I was about to cum. I could feel it, Jason’s fingers were pleasuring me so beautifully, but just before I could have exploded, he stopped. “Not for you, faggy” he remarked as he reached for some clips too. He knelt in front of me, with his nose touching my dick, and slowly pulled out folds of my balls and clipped then together. This was far more painful than any of the other clips, and as he added more, my eyes began to water.

I was still on the verge of cumming, but they ignored that completely. It looked like it wasn’t just me who was turned on, as I saw a bulge forming in Ryan’s pants. He took off his shirt, and then took off Jason’s. He too was a hunk of a man, with a six pack so defined it was hard to even look at. While one of them pushed me down to all fours, the other put a dog collar around my neck. Then, they pulled me into the main room, and sat down next to each other on the couch.

Jason pointed at his shoes, and, although I had never done it before, I knew what to do. I began to lick his shoes, as Jason took off his socks and kicked his stinking bare feet into my mouth. I kissed them and sucked them for a while, until Ryan got up and pulled his pants down. His enormous dick fell out, and I moved to suck it too. I began to lick it and to tickle it with my tongue, but he didn’t want that. He held my head still and pushed his dick deep inside my throat, pressing it against my tonsils with every thrust.

“Give him a blow” he said, pointing at Jason.

I looked up, withdrew and licked my lips. I moved over to my second master, excited to see and taste his cock, and undid his belt and pants quickly. He wasn’t wearing underwear, so I immediately saw his unshaven crotch. His dick was simply gigantic. I held it in my hand, and it was unbelievably heavy. It was definitely bigger than Ryan’s, especially in girth. I couldn’t wait to have this huge monster of a penis up my pussy, but now, it was for my mouth. I slowly licked the head of the beast, and then went in for more. With just the tip of his dick filling my entire mouth, I could taste his unique blend. It was very different to Ryan’s – saltier, yet also surprisingly sweet. I had never gagged much with my first master, but this was something else. It took me a while to adapt for something of this size, but slowly I could take more and more of him.

Ryan was clearly getting bored, as I suddenly fell him enter me from behind. I could feel that he wasn’t wearing protection again, but now I had a dick in both my holes. Here, between two real men, I felt in place. I felt right.

“I bet you’ve never been ridden from both sides like this you little faggot!” Jason boomed.

“Oh no, he’s only used to one big dick, aren’t you, boy” Ryan responded.

I mumbled something that not even I could understand, but I was in too deep a mixture of extreme pain and unbelievable bliss to think.

Then Jason took his monster cock away from my mouth, and said to Ryan, “Let me have a go on it”

Quickly, the dick diapered from my ass too, but I could feel my cheeks being torn apart to make way for something bigger…

Jason’s cock entered me slowly, forcing my entrance to open wider. I couldn’t take it – it was too painful, so I let out a screech. It was stopped halfway, though, as Ryan was quick to muffle my cries with his dick in my throat. Compared to Jason’s it seemed smaller, but still enormous. Neither of them stopped. Jason continued to push, and my ass was going numb. I could no longer tell any pain from joy, the tears were streaming down my face.

I lost all sense of reality, and couldn’t feel a thing till they both withdrew and left me alone. I collapsed on the floor before them, and they both came on my face, covering it in jizz. Then they picked me up by the arms, and hauled me into my new room. They closed the door, and I was left alone, in the dark, crying slowly into the mattress where the tears mixed with their sperm to create odd stains on the duvet.

This was now my home…