I woke up like I always did now, Daniel straining his body against the rope to suck me. I kept my eyes closed, and I could picture the entire scene. His arms pulled back and body bent. Mouth going as far down on my dick as his bones would contort. I didn’t care if he knew I was awake or not. He would work as hard to please me as he could, as he had to. I usually moved so he had an easier time of it, but I wanted him to suffer, to strain for me. And he did strain, I could almost feel how he hurt stretching everything he had to get another millimeter of my cock in. No hesitation or holding back, he would break himself so I felt good.
His mouth was warm, wet, moving gently to keep me hard, to not totally wake me, but to be serving me when I did wake. He was only getting the tip, trying so desperately to suck me. I heard the soft sound of his movement on the sheets. Lips on the edge of my cockhead, tongue moving over the top. He was concentrating and my dick got the advantage.
I could barely believe the effort Daniel put in to everything he did for me, no matter how hard, how inconvenient, Daniel did this for me, his Master, who he called his fucker. Daniel always seemed to get up before me, and I have no idea if he started out just holding my cock in his mouth waiting for me, if he sucked from the start. I guessed he sucked, he was a sucker. Tied up, having to force his body into unnatural positions to put his expert mouth on me.
It was like I could feel the strain of his body through his sucking lips. There was a pulling it seemed as he sucked, as if my pecker was extending into his nervous system. Really added to the sensations. Lips pressing and being pulled back by the bondage I had him in and the limitations of his own self.
It’s one thing to have a boy work your dick, to know he’s striving to please you, but Daniel was hurting himself to suck me making the feelings so much better. As his lips gripped in sucking me, they were dragged back. His tongue ever working to massage my dickhead. My eyes were still closed, not wanting to see him, to keep it in my mind. Doing so extended my senses, so I continued to feel how he stretched to get on my cock.
If he wasn’t so restricted, this would be a bad blow job, no depth. Good suction and action, but just the tip. The effort he put into it was extraordinary, so desperate to please me, taking so much pain to do it. I rolled and shoved my cock down his throat. He was shocked, but took my dick like it belonged in him. I was his fucker, so it did belong in him. Without missing a beat, he was deep throating me. Daniel’s throat was warm and wet, pulsing around my inches.
Daniel’s neck contorted to massage my pecker as much as possible. More discomfort for him, which he did for me, to keep me hard, and it worked. After all his work, and me making it easier to get my full shaft down, he was going full force. I opened my eyes and watched his tight body flail back and forth to shove my dick further and further down.
With his hands and feet bound, Daniel had to force his entire body to move to suck me. To keep sucking me, to suck hard and go up and down my long shaft. As his head went back to come off, his feet moved towards me, then the other way to get as far down as he could. I saw his muscles strain, he would do anything to turn me on. I let him do it, do all the work. He moved his tongue, swallowed over my cock, twisted his head to add that bit more.
Watching him flail back and forth made my dick even harder. His muscles were taut, blood vessels pumping like he was lifting heavy. The single mindedness of purpose was something to watch. It was amazing to have someone so dedicated to pleasing me. Nothing else in his mind. Just my cock. Only my cock. My cock is his world.
It was time, the boiling in my balls said it was time, I shot down his throat. Daniel took it down, the reward for his hard work. What he wanted, my orgasm. What was good for me. He massaged my cock slowly to get all the cum out, and since it’s Daniel, he got right on to making me hard again. I wasn’t going to permit that, so I pulled back. If Daniel had enough suction, he would have kept me in place, but I won. Daniel almost pulled his arms out of their sockets to get to my pecker.
I got out of bed and stretched, letting my joints pop. I looked down on Daniel who was looking back up at me in servitude. I smiled at him. He had taken to being a slave so well. His job was physically demanding, helping keep him fit. He didn’t balk at all when I had him start doing house chores, putting his all into it. And he was available to my dick in an enthusiastic manner every time I had the slightest interest. I reached down and unlocked him, watching him run his hands over his now freed wrists. With a jerk of my head, I sent him to the shower to get cleaned up.
I walked naked to my chair, sitting down. I could hear him in the bathroom with the water running. Daniel was a natural submissive. He knew he needed someone to control him. I am sure some of it was due to his previous Dom being so demanding, but I was sure he was a born follower. He would always gravitate to someone to take charge of him. He was proving loyal as well. I had considered not locking him up when we went to sleep, but I so enjoyed how he worked in the morning to blow me that I kept him in bondage. Daniel never questioned it. I wanted it, so he accepted it.
I was still concerned that he would not be able to resist foreign dick. If I let him go around unsupervised, I don’t think my commands to keep his legs closed would be enough. He was such a horn dog, and as much as I gave him, I always thought he wanted more. So he might hope to sneak more in. It was amazing how much dick he took, to be honest. Doyle was giving it to him on a regular basis at the warehouse. Daniel was always up for more. That was dangerous, since it could get him in trouble. I was a good Master for him. I looked out for him. I wasn’t going to use him up and toss him out. I didn’t want Daniel to be wasted.
The shower turned off, I heard fabric rustle as he dried himself. A few minutes later, he padded into the kitchen and made my coffee. He approached and knelt, putting the cup next to me. Lacing his hands behind his head, he waited in display position. I took a sip. Good coffee. Daniel stayed stock still, and I admired his body. He had a great body. Muscles and a six-pack. All that was going through his mind is that this is what I wanted, so he had to do it.
Daniel flexed his asscheeks. I knew he wanted a fucking. I’d give him one later. Right now, I wanted him waiting on me. Learning that service to his fucker was sometimes waiting. Only waiting. I wondered how much his desire for dick was inbreed, and how much was the gratitude he felt for me, wanting to show me he was appreciative of my rescuing him. I finished my coffee and tapped the top. Daniel reached forward to get the cup and rose to get me refilled. Hot coffee delivered, he returned to his display position.
I did a light snap of my fingers, pointing at my bare feet. Daniel bent down and kissed the top of the one closest to him. He kissed down the arch, putting kisses on each toe. His tongue came out and licked long, over each toe. He took my big toe into his mouth and sucked, it could be a dick the way he sucked, his tongue going over it, lips pulsing on it. Yes, pulsing, it was an odd feeling, but he did it. Knowing it would feel great for me, he did it. It did feel great. A slave on my feet.
Getting under, Daniel licked up my sole, heel to toe, long and wide. Again and again. A fully submissive gesture. It feels so good to have someone lick your feet, a real source of power. Light bites up the side of my foot, to the small toe where Daniel engulfed it by itself. A bit of a trick as it was small enough that it was easier to get it and the next together. He did just the small one. Paying such nice attention to just it. Flicking his tongue over the tip of my small toe. Every little bit of me he would work for my pleasure.
Daniel took good care of that one little toe, then worked deep in the valley between it and the next. Looking for any possible lint or dust there. There wasn’t any, I knew that. He should know that. If he did, it did not matter, he had to lick hard. Having coffee while a boy grovelled at my feet made the coffee taste better. Daniel’s tight body wiggled under me as he tongued my feet. Daniel labored over each individual toe. Extreme attention to every detail, every inch of my foot.
I had been training Daniel to service the part of my body I gave him. I had a long road to hoe to get him fully under control. He had the desire, I’m sure of that, the desire to obey me completely. He needed the training. Now he was putting all my toes in his mouth at once. Showing how much he wanted to do for me. It’s impossible to deepthroat a foot like it is a cock, not that he didn’t give his all.
A boy grovelling at my feet, to service my feet. I could feel the cooling wetness where his saliva was abandoned while he went to another area. Felt so good. The dedication, the desire he had to make me feel good. Daniel was a sex robot. He didn’t have an off button so was on for sex regardless of what type of sex it was. Target him at something and he goes and goes. Like that little Energizer bunny. Enjoying his service, I let my mind wander, I could put Daniel in a brothel and have him service man after man. I pictured it in my mind. Left in a room with men coming in and using him, where he performed repeatedly and only stopped to eat and occasionally sleep. I could see him loving it.
Daniel moved over to my other foot, being as perfectly content as a dog. He would do this all day. At least until he literally fell over from exhaustion. He was doing long pulls of his tongue over my sole, I liked his variations. What creativity existed in his mind was all focused on how to make the man he was servicing feel better. He did his tongue in circles to add a new variation. Feet as a sensual object was not something everyone got into. I did, and Daniel got into whatever I did.
I finished my coffee, the last dregs being cold. I stood up and stretched again. Daniel got to his knees and looked up at me awaiting his next order. I put my hand on the side of his head and he nuzzled it, feeling it was a reward, loving my attention. “Get ready for the gym. Time for a workout.”
“Yes Master.” He went to dress as I had instructed him. A skimpy wife-beater shirt that left nothing to the imagination concerning his chest. Cut off sweatpant shorts that got very clingy when he got a sweat up. Ankle socks and shoes. That was all he needed. I got my own workout gear on, a bit more modest because I wasn’t on display. I found my wallet and keys and went to the door. Daniel was waiting on his knees with my bag at his side. He knew what I wanted and was prepared. I had told him once to have all I needed ready when we hit the gym, so I was sure the water bottles were in the bag. Telling him once was enough, so far he had been able to remember all my instructions. Daniel wasn’t the brightest bulb, but he did try so hard to obey. I had to give him precise instructions, but when I told him something, he remembered it.
I walked out the door with Daniel scrambling after hiking my bag over his shoulder. I didn’t acknowledge him at all, I just presumed he was doing his duty. It turned me on and so it turned Daniel on. I headed down to my car with him following after. I’m not into him opening my car door, like a lot of Masters have their slaves do. Just not me. So he went to the passenger side and got in when it was unlocked, tossing the bag in the back. Sitting, he pulled his shorts down, revealing his cock. Which was chubbing. I don’t know if it was the exact actions I had him do, or merely the fact he was obeying his fucker that turned him on. I didn’t entirely care. It kept him on the hook.
I pulled out and got driving. My hand lazily fondling his dick and balls. I heard a little moan escape his lips. He liked the attention–that I was using him. He liked the feel of me playing with his junk. Daniel’s focus was on his fucker’s pleasure, but he liked sex as well. He wanted the contact, the feedback. Pleasure for himself. I couldn’t blame him. And he deserved it. As hard as he worked, I could not blame him for wanting something for himself. Some good feelings in repayment for all he gave out. Plus, it amused me. Someone in a nearby car noticed enough of what was going on to get a small smile. So great to be able to do what I wanted and have people envy me.
We got to the gym and I parked. Daniel pulled up his shorts and fetched the bag, following me in. I had both of our cards. Daniel had nothing with him. No keys, no money, just the clothes he was wearing. I sent my boy to warm up on the treadmill while I took a gander around. It wasn’t too busy. Typical mix, some heavy lifters and some just in to show off. I got on a treadmill next to Daniel and started at a slower pace.
Daniel loved to work out, he had told me that he knew keeping a good body meant he was of more use to his fucker. Not only is it better to fuck a fit dude, he recognized that it showed more willingness to be what the fucker wanted. Looking at my slave’s face in the mirror I could he he was concentrating on his task, a steady if fast pace.
When I signaled, Daniel went to do some simple calisthenics before hitting the free weights. I followed him later, since I put Daniel on a stricter regimen than I was on myself. My choice, and he was the boy so he worked harder. Lat flies, which are always a bitch, and it was great watching him strain. I knew how hard lat flies are so it was something I wanted him to do. He hadn’t done them much before, since high school kids often skip them. He was legal now, so he could do grown-up exercises.
I kept an eye out for who was watching my boy, hoping to catch someone with lust in their eyes. Real gym culture has guys checking out the form of other guys in what is a professional manner, to compare form and effort. I wanted lust, someone who went beyond professional interest. His tight ass had to be getting attention. The mirrors made it easier to scope out who was watching, but I had to use some skill and intuition, since the mirrors also made it easier for whoever was watching my boy be serpentinous. I did my best, who could tell if I was successful. At least I didn’t see anyone watching me.
I did get a line on a guy who had the right interest in Daniel. One of the more serious body builders. We got into a bit of a game of follow the leader. Daniel did his exercises, and this guy angled to get a good view. I brought up the end, keeping a watch. He had a good package. I convinced myself he was really interested and looked for an opening. I got one. I sidled up to him. “He’s got good form, doesn’t he?”
The body builder looked over at me, putting his weights down. “He does. I know he comes in with you. I guess you two encourage each other.”
“It’s a little different than that. You could say I’m a bit of his trainer.”
The guy looked at me sideways. “Trainer is it, doesn’t look like he needs to be told how to keep in shape. He must need other forms of orders.”
“He does. Takes them well.” I looked at him seriously. “Very well.”
The guy took a half-deep breath. “How… obedient?”
“Anything. Literally anything.” I answered.
He ran his hands down the front of his shorts, looking at Daniel. “I have a few things I’d like to test on him.”
“I can arrange that. Bend him over and give him what you’ve got.”
“Wouldn’t object to that.”
“Ready to have him serve you?”
He seemed a bit surprised. “What, just that easy?”
“Just that easy.” A moment later, Daniel moved and I was in his eyeline, so I gave a curl up of my fingers summoning him over. He obediently headed right over.
“Yes, Sir.” I had instructed him to use ‘Sir’ in public unless I told him otherwise.
“This guy wants to pound your hole.” I looked sternly at my boy.
“Yessir. I am ready now.” Daniel gave a quick nod to me.
“Damn, it is just that easy.” The guy said.
“Yessir.” Daniel’s hands moved to his shorts and started to pull them down.
“Not here boy.” I turned to the guy. “Where do you want to fuck him?”
I could tell he was a bit befuddled. It’s not every day a hot ass gets served up like this. “Locker room.” He said after a short pause.
“Follow him.” I instructed Daniel.
“Yessir.” Daniel turned to the guy, who got into gear and turned toward the locker room, Daniel following behind. I considered following, but wasn’t sure if the guy wanted someone watching him fuck. I picked up some weights and lifted for a few minutes.
Having given them enough time to get going, I put down the weight and went after them, walking casually. Making it into the locker room, I perked my ears and heard the rhythm of fucking in the back. I snuck carefully, peering around a corner to see the bodybuilder railing Daniel. Daniel had one hand on a wall, one on a locker as he was bent over. His shorts were around one foot, his t-shirt pushed up. The guy fucking him had his shorts pulled down just enough to free his dick and not have it bind up on him.
Daniel was taking the cock like I knew he would, pushing back to get more in, focusing on his fucker’s pleasure. He was making me look good in this stranger’s eyes that I had such a good fuckboy.
I slipped away, neither of them seeing me. Back on the gym floor I glanced around. The place was not very busy, so they should be left alone. The idea of finding someone else to fuck him, send the new guy in with instructions to say I said it was OK crossed my mind. The problem is that would show him he could get fucked without my direct involvement. So if someone said it was OK with me, he’d do it, even if I hadn’t said so. That wasn’t how I wanted Daniel now. His mind had to have clear instructions from me to get fucked.
I was doing some curls when they came out. The guy first, who headed over to me. He was still sweating and breathing, but it was different from lifting. It was the heavy breathing of just having fucked. “Thanks brah, I needed that.”
“I’m glad he took good care of you.”
“His hole is so sweet. You get to tap that all the time?”
“It is sweet.” Daniel was coming up to us, staying back a bit as we were talking. “And I do get to tap it any time I want.” I could see a small smile form on Daniel’s face. He was proud of himself.
“He’ll be available to you any time you see him. Snap your fingers and he’ll bend over for you.”
“No shit? You’ll let me at him anytime I want?” The guy’s face lit up.
“Yeah, no problem. He loves to get fucked, so don’t ask, just tell him he’s taking your cock and put it in him.” I gestured over to my boy. “You’ll get right on his dick, isn’t that right boy?”
“Yessir.” Daniel looked happy to have another dick to service.
“Oh man, that is fucking great.” The guy said. “I really appreciate it. After I lift, I get so horny, and really want to fuck. Great way to wind down as well.”
“It sure is.” I winked at Daniel, who broke into a wider smile.
“Dude, I have to go, thanks man really. I can’t believe this just happened.”
“It did happen, and go on.” I gave him a friendly wave away.
“Later brah, you are a lucky fucker.” He shouldered his bag that he had just picked up and headed out. Digging up a protein bottle and looking back at us a few times.
I looked over at Daniel who was now looking with more expectation. “He seems pleased with your performance.”
“I hope so Master. I did my best, opened up and let him do just as he wanted.” Daniel reported.
“Good. You need to make any man I say feel good. I expect that. You need to be a good hole.”
“Yes Master. I am a hole for whoever you want.” Daniel paused. “Only who you want.”
I grinned, he remembered. At least with me standing in front of him, he remembered. That was good. I tussled his hair. “I am proud of you for remembering.”
Daniel swole with pride. Using him as much as I had, I had almost forgotten he needed the praise. That he had been starved for it for so long. It bound him to me more. I would get him dick, he needed to trust me. It would still take time to get him solid there, but it was progress.
“Get my things. I’m going to take a piss. Wait for me by the door.”
“Yes, Master.” Daniel moved to obey. Such an obedient boy. I went for my piss, washed my hands and headed to the door. Daniel was waiting there for me, bag over his shoulder. I walked out knowing he would follow like a puppy.
The day had gotten overcast with a light rain while we were in the gym. The cool felt good, almost sharp as it fell on me. I got in the car while Daniel did as well. I didn’t start the engine. When Daniel was seated, I reached over behind his head and pulled it down to my crotch. Daniel didn’t hesitate and started to mouth my bulge.
I pulled my shorts down so he could get directly on my dick, and he did. I didn’t have to tell him anything. I was already starting to chub, and his lips slipped over my corona, a familiar feeling. Daniel would slightly harden his lips, leaving them mostly soft but so a pressure boosted my sensation.
Daniel easily made it all the way down since I wasn’t fully hard yet. There seems to be a difference in how a mouth feels on a hard cock from a soft one. That the mouth covered more, how the cock took it, the floppiness as the tongue moved it around. It did not take long for me to get hard, and Daniel took my cock like he always did. I gripped his head and forced it up and down using him like a fleshlight.
Daniel moved his hands to brace himself, letting his head be a tool. He got his tongue working right off. His throat opened, I have no idea how he did that. It felt good to force his head. He would suck me vigorously whenever I wanted. Making him do it was enjoyable. More exhibition of the control I had over him. I was rough on his throat, slamming his head on and off my dick. Daniel’s skill made it feel less like the hole that you feel when you do a face-fucking. It’s the power you feel in face-fucking, Even better that he took it like the sex machine he was.
I blew in his gullet, and while he was cleaning me up, put the car in gear and started driving. When my junk was spic and span, Daniel sat himself up and pulled his shorts down. I put my hand on his balls and squeezed before tickling them a bit. Daniel’s balls were ticklish, and I had discovered he had a few spots. I could hear him stifling some giggles. I ran my fingers over his thighs and down behind his knees. That did it and he let out a laugh and moved forward. His body tried to bend his knee to keep my fingers out and his slavery tried to keep it open. It was amusing to see him fight himself like that.
I got a few more tickles in before I parked outside my building. He looked at me with a bit of relief as he pulled his shorts back up. I headed for my apartment like I was alone, Daniel scrambling to get the bag and follow me. Once in, I started stripping, tossing my clothes around. Daniel would get them. I rinsed off in the shower with Daniel joining to wash me off, then dry me. I sent Daniel off to do his chores while I caught up on my tablet. I knew the protein shake would be at my elbow minutes later, and it was Daniel having served me well.
While surfing around, I got a text. I tilted my phone back and forth a bit while I read and considered the words. It did give me something to think about. Daniel finished up what he had to do and was kneeling in display position for whatever I decided to do to him. The text could be what I did to him next. One of the guys I occasionally fucked was asking to come over. I had shared Daniel with others, but not had Daniel service me with another boy. I wondered how he would take it.
I snapped my fingers and pointed at my foot. Daniel dove to get licking. He was so obedient. I started typing my response. This would be fun. For me. A test for my boy, but he had been doing very well. “Display.” I said firmly.
Daniel jumped to obey, getting into position in seconds. He looked me in the eye, waiting for whatever I wanted. “I’ve invited another boy over, both of you are going to work my cock together.” I watched his face closely. It did not change much, but I had spent time studying his reactions. What went through his mind was an instant of confusion, then a resolution to do whatever I wanted so I felt good.
“Yes Master, whatever pleases you.” Daniel said to me, in all seriousness. He may have wanted my cock all to himself, but what mattered was making his fucker happy.
“Back on my feet.”
“Yes Master.” No delay again, he did just that. I wanted to give him time to serve me and think about what I just told him he would be doing. As accepting as he was of whatever I told him to do, it should not be much of a stretch. The warning would prevent too much shock. Subs of all types could baulk when you surprised them. I didn’t want that problem, a bit of time to get his mind around it would make things easier on me.
When the doorbell rang, Daniel still didn’t change his work on my feet. “Display.” I said, as I stood and went to answer. Daniel snapped into display position on his knees.
I opened the door to Dawson. Average height, fairly toned body. He hit the gym without piling on muscles. His dick was decently hefty which was part of a plan I had forming in my mind. I pulled him into a hug, kissing him on the lips. His hands came up to my chest, and I felt the warmth there.
Breaking away he looked up into my eyes. “That’s a nice hello.”
“I am looking forward to this.” I said, putting my arm on his shoulder and running my fingers through the hair on the back of his head, pulling him a little closer to me. I dropped my voice to a whisper. “Help me keep an eye on Daniel. I think this may be his first scene like this.”
Dawson reached up and gave me a quick kiss. “I will. Is he really hot?”
“Come in and see.” I led Dawson by grabbing his ass into the other room. Daniel was in precisely the same position I had left him in.
“Mmmmm, You do have a hot boy here.” Dawson got his first view of my slave, and obviously appreciated it.
“Two hot boys. Now strip and get down there like him.”
“Yes Sir!” Dawson quickly pulled off his clothes, tossing them into a corner. He got down next to Daniel, but without the same tautness. Daniel was taking this well. Little movements told me he was proud to be displayed, but I could see the discomfort with another sub around. A few weeks ago, I don’t think he knew what a sub was.
I stood in front of and between both of them, running my hands through their hair. I pulled both of their heads together and into my junk, which was rising a bit in the grey cut-off sweatpants I was wearing. Both got going on rubbing their faces and licking.
I let them for a minute before I said “Now kiss.” Dawson was faster and more forceful on the kiss. It struck me that Daniel did not have much experience in kissing at all. I left my hands on their head while they did. It turned me on to see them sharing this way kneeling before me.
I pulled my shorts down, my cock now hard, and pushed it between them. Both transitioned directly from kissing each other to kissing my dick. Two pairs of lips are great. I moved my hips slowly forward and back to increase my pleasure. The lips were joined by a pair of tongues, and I let my head back, closing my eyes.
One boy on your dick is great, two is amazing. My large cock was getting so much attention. The boys were using their tongues and lips up and down my shaft. I dribbled a good bit of spit on it. Both of them went to gobble it up. I let a string of spit go up and they followed it to the head of my cock. They got to licking, it really worked me up. The cockhead really takes attention. Both of them moving to engulf my corona one after another. They were cooperating. Good.
Putting a hand on Daniel’s head, I moved him down to my balls. Dawson started bobbing up and down on my shaft. Balls and cock, one boy on each. It adds exponentially to the sensations. So good, to have so much attention. A mouth and tongue can only do so much. Two sets can do so much more. Feel so much better. Neither were touching themselves, it was all for me. I had a lot of dick for a single guy, so having two was more in line.
My balls were in Daniel’s mouth, what would not fit in fell over his face. He moved to keep me pleased. Having them work in tandem gave me so much more pleasure. I stretched back, pushing my hips forward some. They were going intensely. The work they put in was part of the thrill for me. More thrill in they were doing all of this for me. Having boys at my crotch was amazing.
I felt small areas of cold where their spit was exposed to the air while they worked on other parts. The small chill was a welcome addition because it was evidence they were working over so much, making so much effort. The both of them were making appreciative sounds being all over my junk.
Daniel made forays to my taint while Dawson was going deeper on my knob. Oh, it felt so good, the warmth of their mouths adding to the heat I was building in my core. I loved being sucked, and this was pushing those buttons.
Daniel and Dawson had to move around to keep the sensations on my cock and balls going. I could hear them move around and feel the changes in the angles they were taking me. I was so hard, so very hard with what they were doing. I looked down and could see that Dawson had one hand on me, and one hand wandering around Daniel’s body. Looking at them move, their heads especially was hot. Feeling the results of that was even better.
Daniel shifted so his ass was on the floor and was working my taint. I do love my taint licked. Daniel’s back was arched up to reach. Dawson was going between my cock and balls, he also Had one hand supported on Daniel’s pelvis. Partially to brace himself up, I’m sure part to feel the good ab muscles.
Taints are so often overlooked, getting mine properly attentended to while being sucked made my legs buckle a little. Daniel pushed his tongue harder, I could feel it inside almost, the force he used to make me feel good was intense. Pressure is good there. Almost like rimming, but at a different place, so the feelings were different. So intimate as he licked and pushed.
Dawson wasn’t being outdone either. He had made it all the way down my shaft and was gagging himself holding there. His back was raising up as he fought the need to breathe. The spasms of his throat pulsing on my dick was great. I could tell Dawson was trying to impress me after getting a look at Daniel and how selflessly he served me. A competition between them would be good for me. It was good for me.
Daniel moved further down and started rimming me, as Dawson pulled back and went steady with a lot of suction. Classic in many ways to have a boy on dick and ass, but it’s classic because it feels so good. Daniel was rolling over my hole at the same time Dawson was doing full trips up and down my shaft.
This was the life, how a man like me should be treated every day. Well, I was treated this way. The extra was even better. Dawson looked up at me, in admiration, and in hopes I was pleased with him. I gave him a paternal smile, running my hand over his head. I was pleased. There was some wetness in his eyes. The strain of my pecker down his throat was showing. A boy working so hard to please me. Two boys, cock and ass. This is it. I forced down an orgasim, I wanted to keep this going. Their combined skills were making my balls boil.
I needed a break if I was going to resist a cum too fast. I pushed Dawson’s head back and moved to the side. “Follow me boys, to the bed.” I headed for my bedroom as they scrambled behind me. I threw myself on the bed and put my hands behind my head. My dick was still hard, and jutted up. “D and D on my D. Now boys.” I said to them. Both were hard, Dawson stroking his own dick. Daniel was focused on me.
They crawled on the bed and both did as I instructed and worked up and down my cock. One on each side. They started by licking. Dawson started and Daniel picked it up an instant later. Licking feels different from sucking, but their appreciation of my boner was what I wanted. Seeing and feeling them put the lost stiffness back in.
Daniel moved to actually sucking me again. Dawson licked and kissed around on my thigh, to my balls until Daniel tapped his back and they switched. I let them swap back and forth for a while, when I decided it was time to do some fucking.
“Dawson, sit on my dick.” I gave a tap on his head as I said it.
“Yes Sir!” Dawson started to shift up while Daniel got a few more quick sucks in. Dawson arranged himself over me, reaching down to guide my cock. I saw Daniel touch his hand and ass, doing the task himself. Dawson had been on my dick before, so it did not take him long to make it all the way down. Dawson wiggled a bit moving my cock around in his guts.
I didn’t have to tell Dawson what to do, he shifted his legs again and began to move up and down, fucking himself on my pole. I was about to tell Daniel to get on my feet, but I saw his face. He was watching my dick disappear inside of Dawson and reappear. He was fascinated. Daniel had been fucked a lot, had felt it, had felt my cock in him. I realized he must never have seen a fucking with his own eyes.
Daniel was entranced, his entire face was riveted. He got the feelings, now he could see it for real. I looked up at Dawson who was rolling his head around enjoying the ride. Going back to Daniel, he was still watching as if it was the most amazing thing he had ever seen. Tentatively, he moved one hand to touch the base of my dick, feeling the undulations caused by Dawson pumping up and down. The fingers moved up, getting to feel Dawson’s hole as it came in contact.
A movement showed me Daniel was completely hard, and more his hand was reaching for his own dick. I was not going to stop him. He deserved it, a new way to see what went on, this sex robot I had was finding new aspects of sex. Daniel slowly stroked himself, almost like he was unfamiliar with the act, bringing his face closer to get a better view. I grabbed the sheets as the feeling of Dawson bouncing on my physical was emphasized by Daniel’s discovery. The grip helped me come back from the edge. I did not want to blow too soon with two hot guys in my bed.
I reached up and took Dawson’s pecs in my hands, slowing his movement down. Daniel kept watching. I slowed Dawson down to almost agonizing slowness. Daniel’s eyes got bigger as he watched in slow motion. I enjoyed the calming effects for a few minutes before I decided to speed Dawson up a little. That brought my dick back to more hardness that I needed it as I pulled Dawson off my cock and pushed Daniel onto his back.
Daniel knew exactly what to do, rolling back to expose his hole while spreading his legs. I mounted him and started to fuck him. There was an odd expression on his face, almost as if he was being fucked for the first time. His ass was as welcoming as ever, taking my cock as always. His hole felt so good.
Dawson pulled himself up, first taking my ass in his hands and massaging my glutes as they moved back and forth in support of my fucking of Daniel. Wanting to get more into it, he leaned around and started to use his mouth on one of my nipples. Even little bits of teeth, just enough to accentuate my pleasure. I fucked Daniel, who kept his ass pulled up so I had it easy. It was his duty.
I fucked Daniel good, letting him feel again what he had been able to see for the first time. Dawson moved around to get to my other nipple, I slowed down to save my boner. I pulled out of Daniel and waved to turn over, which he did kneeling and arching his back. “Like him, I want to fuck you again.” I said to Dawson.
“Yes Sir.” Dawson giggled. Moving to get into the position I ordered.
Then they were both there, two asses raised up for my cock. I put my fingers in the used holes of the boys, feeling around. My cock had been in both of them, so they were somewhat open. I liked exploring the holes. “Kiss.” I ordered. They did, with my fingers up their asses, they twisted and started to kiss. Dawson led again, as Daniel was submissive to my will, and was being submissive to Dawson in this.
I kept fingering the boys as I watched them kiss, I had a few fingers in each ass, moving them around and watching the bodies move in response. Dawson rounded his lower back as I got deep. I moved my hands around so my thumbs would run up and down their taints. I was moving in sync, the boys reacted differently, with Daniel spreading his legs further and Dawson quivering a bit.
I wanted to get my dick in them again. I pulled my fingers out and lined up behind Dawson. It was his turn after all. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my cock in. They continued kissing while I slowly pumped in and out. I reached over and grabbed Daniel’s ass, my finger running over his hole.
I sped up my fucking, mauling Daniel’s tender ass at the same time. Being able to cause him pain while I was pleasuring myself in Dawson’s body. Felt so great. Daniel flexed his ass for me, as I exerted domination over him. I pulled out of Dawson and inserted into Daniel. I did a few very rough fucks, forcing Daniel forward, breaking the kiss he was sharing with Dawson. Dawson looked back at me, a big smile on his face. To make him pay for his cheekiness, I pulled out and did a couple hard thrusts into his ass.
Having proved what I could do, I began to do one thrust into each ass, alternating from one hole to the other. I let out a small laugh, reaching down to tickle one side of each boy. Each moved away from my fingers, but as that caused them to butt into each other they did not get far. I tickled them more. They each began to giggle, and that fed the other, so they wiggled and laughed and I fucked my cock in a hole to switch to the other hole. They wanted cock so as they shifted around, kept their asses where I could go in.
Watching them brought me to laughter, it was such a great mood, fucking two hot boys who were enjoying my dick and being holes for me. Fantastic feeling, the sounds as I tickled them paired with the wet comfort of their asses over my large manhood. Laughing, Dawson moved his lips to kiss Daniel again. I let my fingers slow until they were in a full lip lock when I tickled them fast, making them break a bit as they almost lost control.
I put a few good fucks into each then manhandled Dawson over Daniel so I could do both holes easier, quicker. It worked. A few thrusts in Dawson, then bend down a bit more and fuck into Daniel. Up a bit and back into Dawson. Open holes, there for me. My legs were splayed wide, as I moved up and down. The boys were stacked on each other, so as I forced one forward by the power of my hips, the other went as well.
I could move faster, fucking hard and hearing the moans and groans of the boys. My dick was so hard and I was ready to blow. I fucked into Daniel and started to cum. After a couple shots, I pulled out and shoved into Dawson to finish there. With that I fell backwards, my legs under me so I unfolded them.
The boys tumbled off each other, Daniel not forgetting his duty to clean my cock off. Daniel gently licked my deflating cock and my balls. Dawson crawled to cradle himself under my arm. When Danielf finished his work, he looked up, I patted my side, inviting him to take the other side. We three rested there, breathing and our sweat mingling. I enjoyed the warmth of their bodies.
“That was a great fuck.” I said.
“It was. I have missed your cock.” Dawson said, pulling on his own dick a little.
“Daniel, willing to share my cock sometimes?” I said to my fucktoy.
Daniel blinked, his brow furrowing like it did on the few times he was trying to think. It did not take long for for what he knew best to decide for him. “Whatever makes my fucker feel good. You want it, that’s what happens.” To Daniel, it was simple, almost like being asked what color the sky was.
Dawson stopped pulling on his dick and looked at both of us. He was familiar with kink, had probably heard I had a slave, so it would not come as a total surprise. “Fucker?” Dawson asked.
“He’s my fucker, he fucks me.” Daniel had this way of saying things like they were obvious.
“You’re lucky to get that dick all the time.” Dawson pulled his own again.
“It’s my duty to take it any time and any way my fucker wants.” Daniel said.
“Dawson, do you want to get off?” I asked.
His dick was plumbing up. “Of course I do. Who doesn’t?”
I responded “Daniel will suck you off.” I flexed my arm around Daniel, drawing him closer to me. “He’s got a great mouth.”
“Sure, if he’s willing.” Dawson replied.
“He’s willing to do as his fucker tells him.” I said looking directly into Dawson’s eyes.. “Get on his dick boy.”
“Yes, Sir.” Daniel started at once to get his mouth on Dawson’s dick.
Dawson rolled on his back as Daniel reached him, and let a sigh out feeling Daniel’s warm mouth. Daniel got directly to his work, and with his expected skill. More skill than Dawson was used to given how Dawson was squirming. Dawson brought my hand up to his mouth and bit into it. Not enough to break the skin, but I felt his teeth. He was heated up enough that he did not last long under Daniel’s sucking and twisted as he came.
Daniel swallowed the spunk down and licked over Dawson’s cock. “Fuck that was so good!” Daniel returned to the other side when I gently pulled him. Dawson said “Should I suck him so he can cum too?
“Daniel doesn’t need to cum. He makes men cum.” I said.
“Glad I’m a man.” Dawson returned. I saw Daniel smile slightly.
“It’s a great pleasure for a man to cum.” I said, tightening my arms on them for a second. We lay there chatting a while. Well, Dawson and I. Daniel did not add much. Dawson eventually had to go. I kissed him goodbye at the door. Later, sitting while Daniel massaged my feet, I dozed, it had been a good day, and a good fuck.
