My Keyholder

It was late morning when I heard my phone ping and saw a message pop up from Sir Jace:

“boy”

“Yes Sir, how are you?”

“I’m good. Need you tonight come by around 7”

“Yes Sir, see you tonight”

I had remained sex-free since the prior weekend activities with the exception of a stud I met at a dinner party earlier in the week. I am always super excited to see and have sex with Sir Jace. I like how he uses me.

Flew home from work and jumped in the bathroom to prep for the night. Making sure my bits and parts were smooth, and my insides were clean. Threw on a ski blue Helsinki Athletica jock strap and some easily removable clothes over it, and ran out the door.

Precisely at 7 I knocked on his door and when Sir Jace opened it, he was wearing an open black leather vest and black leather jockstrap that did nothing to hide his 9” erection. He was dressed to play and he looked both intimating and delicious at the same time. I entered, he closed the door. I took off my clothes and ran into his outstretched arms for a warm embrace and hot make out session that left my face red from his bristly beard.

“So good to see you, boy. I’ve missed you.” I didn’t even respond, I wanted to show him how much I missed him so I dropped to my knees and pulled out his cock and took it down my throat. “You’re a hungry fucker tonight, aren’t you, boy”. I moaned, “mmm hmmm” as I salivated all over his cock, working my tongue over every ridge, every vein. Feeling every centimeter slowly push through my throat.

I had both his balls in my mouth when there was a knock on the door. I stopped and Sir Jace said, “don’t move, boy”. I knew something was up when Sir Jace made no move to push his wet cock back in the  jock. To my surprise, our new friend Tyler was there. They hugged and Sir Jace led him to where I was on my knees in the living room. “Looks like you already got started” he commented. “Yes”, said Sir Jace, “the boy couldn’t wait”, and he snickered.

He stood in front of me again and I went back to work on Sir Jace’s cock. Tyler stood next to him and pulled his cock out of his jeans and Sir Jace steered my head towards Tyler’s hardening tool. With drool pouring down my chin I opened wide and took it down my throat in one go. Tyler grabbed my head and began pumping as the two men remarked on my excellent cocksucking skills as if I wasn’t even there.

Taking turns on both cocks made my hole hungry. I wanted a cock inside me so badly. I am usually patient and wait for Sir Jace (or other tops) to dictate the scene, I took the initiative. As I rose up from my knees I held onto Tyler’s cock, turned around and guided him towards my wanting pussy. I pushed down on his wet cock and felt his cock explode inside me. “Ooohhh yeah” I cooed. I lunged forward for Sir’s cock and he said, “the boy is on fire tonight, look at him” having both these cocks inside me at both ends more than satiated my primal desires. Some people are intoxicated by drugs or alcohol, for me, it’s cock. I need cock like an alcoholic needs a drink. I can never get enough and I always want more.

I bucked my hips and bounced off Tyler’s hips. I turned my head around to see his face and I wanted him to see mine. I wanted him to see how much joy his cock was bringing to my body. He raised his arms up and posed, seeing those biceps pop and his dark hairy pits just made me melt with even more desire. I pulled off him, spun around and pounced with full tongue into his right pit. The musk made me feel high and the taste made me inebriated. With my pussy vacated, Sir Jace plunged his cock inside and pressed it deep inside, holding it steady making sure I felt every inch. Then he grabbed my hips and began a heavy and hard fuck. Tyler and I made out while Sir Jace showed me just why he owns my ass. My locked cock fell out of the jockstrap and began slapping against my abs. Fuck, he hadn’t been this worked up in awhile.

“Come on boy! Take that big dick! he shouted as he continued fucking me in full force. He pulled off the leather vest and threw it on the sofa. He reached for my shoulders and began to fuck me with short fast strokes, hitting my p- spot. I was now once again devouring Tyler’s cock. Sir Jace began to grunt loudly and I knew he was gonna blow a big load into my used pussy. It didn’t take long before I felt it. The feeling of hot jizz flying into my guts is the ultimate feeling a faggot worth with his weight can achieve. Sir Jace pulled out after filling me and fell onto the sofa. Tyler took his place behind me and as he fucked me with Sir’s load inside me, I bent down to clean Sir’s cock off with my tongue. I could hear Tyler’s cum-covered cock’s wetness, and cum slowly dripping down my taint. It didn’t take long for Tyler to add his load to the mix and I spun around to taste his creamy load remnants from the tap!

Both needed to regroup so I brought them a beer each. Tyler said, “that was fucking hot. You guys are fucking incredible. The way your boy takes to dick is special. His hole and his mouth can handle everything”. Sir Jace roared with laughter and said, “well, this boy has had lots of practice, haven’t you, boy”. I knew that was not an actual question to answer. I just looked downward.

Tyler continued, “watching you shove your fist up his ass at the bar was so hot. I’ve never done it, but now I want to try”. Sir Jace gently slapped my face and I looked up to him, “what do you think boy, would you like Tyler’s fist up your ass”? I nodded yes and didn’t say anything. “Use your words boy, say it”. “Yes Sir, I do want Tyler’s fist up my ass, Sir”.

“Well, then get your ass ready”. Sir Jace went to get some towels and lube and returned back to the living room with them, placing a couple of towels on the carpet. He pulled my legs back holding onto my ankles and exposing my open for business manhole. He instructed Tyler, “open the lube and make sure to coat your full hand with it”. It was Elbow Grease. Tyler opened the small tub and began to lather his hand. “Now, stick two fingers inside him. He’s open so they should just go right in”. Tyler did so and Sir was right, I barely felt them as he had done a tremendous job of opening me up.

“Now use your fingers inside him and stretch his pussy”. He looked on, “yes, that’s right. Now add another finger”. With three, I did feel something, and Tyler began to pry inside me with a circular motion. This went on for a few minutes and I enjoyed the feeling. Without instruction, Tyler entered a fourth finger. I was opening nicely, and beginning to feel full. “Your  doing so well Tyler”. Then he showed Tyler how to make the “duck bill” formation with his hand”, and while Tyler circled my pucker with the duckbill, Sir Jace opened a bottle of poppers and stuck it under my nose. “On three, I want you to push your hand inside him. Don’t worry you won’t hurt him.” Sir Jace counted and on 3, Sir Jace had me inhale again as Tyler pushed through on his second try.

“Very good!” Sir Jace said. “You’re in his hole now. Now we’re gonna push up into that second hole. My boy is going to push out when you push in. Use a little more force this time. Ready boy? Push!” And with his slicked up hand, and the additional force, my second hole popped open. I began to breathe a little harder as Sir Jace held my ankles back. 

“How does that feel, Tyler?” Tyler replied, “it feels tight, wet, warm. Very hot to feel my hand in there”. Sir Jace said, “yes, wait till you see what comes next. Now slowly ball your hand into a fist” Sir Jace fed me another round of poppers and grabbed my ankles once again. “Now, slowly pull your hand out and push it back in. Make sure you use your left hand to lube up your wrist.” As Tyler moves his fist slowly through me, he was hitting up against my bladder and I began to trickle a stream of piss. “Look at that, you’ve made the boy piss himself!”

Tyler began to slowly increase the speed and force of his fist inside me, and I closed my eyes and felt my insides tingle. I loved it. “So hot”, he said as he continued to watch his fist disappear into the recesses of my pussy. Sir said, “he’s really gaping now, go ahead try punching him. You can do it”. And he did, taking my breath away as his fist pushed past my cavernous orifice. I could see Tyler sweating. He said, “I think I need a break”, and pulled his fist completely out of my body. Leaving me with a feeling of utter emptiness.

He went to sit on the other side of the bed as Sir Jace said, “boy, we’re just getting by started”. He let go of my ankles and patted the towel laid out on the carpet. “let’s go, on your knees”. With my ass now facing him, I bent down so my face was flush with the floor and Sir Jace lubed both his fists with Elbow Grease up to the elbow. I inhaled another round and felt his larger, more experienced fist, punch right into me. Right, left, right left, a series of fast punches one after the other. I became unintelligible, muttering loud sounds not forming words. My head spinning, my pussy wet, wrecked, and gaping.

Sir Jace then looked over to Tyler who was now sitting right beside him and said, “now watch this. Gonna really stretch that hole” Tyler raised his eyebrows in disbelief as Sir placed his flattened right hand inside me, and with lots of lube placed his left hand on top of it, and pried it inside me. With both hands inside now, Sir Jace clasped his hands together and made one giant fist, and slowly began to pull out and push in. The slow push in caused me to piss on the layer of towels again. Tyler said, “I’ve never seen anything like this. Holy shit”. He was up close and personal watching Sir Jace double fist me. It was as if Sir was getting off on the audience, trying to impress our guest.

“Would you like to join me?” Sir Jace asked? “YES, Please!” Tyler became excited. “Now listen to me. I’m going to remove my left hand. Lube up your left hand, and try entering it above my hand. He’s so open now, you won’t have any trouble getting in there”. In just a couple of minutes, both hands were inside me. Sir Jace grabbed Tyler’s hand and together with a combined fist, they punched inside me. Sir Jace taking the more dominant lead on determining the speed and length. By this point I was completely delirious. When those knuckles scraped my p-spot I let out deep wails, but in the state of rapture I was in, they were not cries of pain, I would call it howls of glee.

After a few hours of fisting me wide open, Sir Jace decided he’d put me through the punches (literally and physically), and he wanted to cum again. My hole was so loose and I was kind of a mess. He and Tyler jerked off together and when they were just about to shoot, each one pushed their cocks inside me and blasted into that wide open hole. We all crumbled down onto the floor spent. Me on my stomach; Sir Jace and Tyler on their backs. Nobody said anything for a few minutes.

Sir Jace said, “Tyler you did so well on your first try. It looked like you really enjoyed it”. Tyler said, “yes. The combination of the feeling of his insides against my forearm and fist and watching his face was fascinating”. “Would you ever do it again, I think you’re a natural”, Sir Jace asked. And as Tyler was saying “yes”, it’s the last thing I remember of the evening. I had closed my eyes and fell asleep on the floor…really!

When I woke up in the middle of the night to pee, I didn’t realize where I was for a minute. Then it all came back to me. I looked over at Sir Jace and saw him sleeping naked on his side under a blanket, in bed. He must have brought me to bed while I was completely knocked out! I went to take a leak and returned to bed. At some point it appeared Sir Jace removed my piss soaked jock, cleaned me up, and tucked me in. Such a sweet and caring man. I laid back down next to him and curled up next to him. He wrapped his arm around me and held me close. The warmth of his body and his heavy rhythmic breathing had me sleeping again in no time.

Waking up in the morning, it was a work day for me. Sir Jace works from home most of the time, so for him he begins his day when he’s ready. I do not have that luxury. I smelled coffee which he brought me in bed and said, “better wake up sunshine. You gotta get to work. I’ll put the coffee in a to go cup for you”. I went to brush my teeth and threw back on my clothes and ran home to I could shower and shave. I won’t lie, my hole was wrecked and sore for the entire day, but it was well worth the fun and I realized that waking up next to my Master, Sir Jace was something special. A faggot needs a good Master, and I’ve found mine.