Chores

Luckily all I had to do the rest of the day was basic cleaning, just naked. I stopped bothering with covering up. He stayed naked too other than dressing to go to the store. He had me vacuum, do laundry, dust, even towel dry him after his shower, first standing then on my knees with his hung cock dangling inches from my face. I got into my shirt and boxers and got in bed that night thinking at least this day has ended. Then he called me from his room. “Boy, get in here” I stood, about to hurry to him until I remembered, it may be a chore. Not wanting to be punished I stripped and walked to his room.

He laid with just a blanket covering waist down, pitching a clear tent. “Can’t sleep while hard. Get to work.” He demands, removing his blanket. I reluctantly move to lay between his legs on my belly, and get to work. I bob up and down on his large veiny shaft for at least 2 minutes before swallowing his warm thick load. I stand wipe my mouth and ask if that’s all. He tells me to go to bed.

Awoken by his shout again I strip and head to his room, this time no blanket just him and his large morning wood standing tall. “You know what to do bitch.” I do. He moves to sit at the beds edge as I get to my knees and begin sucking. This time is was just longer, almost 5 minutes before taking his load. I again cleaned, relieved him in the afternoon on my knees in front of the couch, and again before bed. This routine continues until Sunday comes.

”boy come to the living room.” I strip and obey.

He’s actually clothed this time. “My buddy Mike is coming by this afternoon to watch the games. You will be serving us food and beer. Be clothed for this chore, but remember you’re still a bitch.“

”Yes sir.” “Good now strip and clean this house”

I obey and clean for about an hour until I hear the doorbell. “Go get dressed then come to the living room” I follow his directions. I greet Mike with a handshake and a hello, then follow fathers directions to retrieve beers. After a few drinks, I’m instructed to go pick up the pizza and wings, and do as I’m told. I serve them plates of both then sit and wait for the next beer retrieval. As the first set of games end, and both my father and Mike are multiple drinks deep, I see my father tossing his junk through his jeans, and know what’s in store for me. He’ll likely ask Mike to leave and have me strip and relieve him.

”Boy, give us a couple minutes to talk, go wait 5 minutes then return with beers and be ready for chores” I exit.

“wow your son is quite obedient.” I hear Mike state as I exit. “Yeah wait till I tell you how obedient he is.” 
I’m unsure what he meant by chores, should I be naked as usual? No, no way, Mike is here. I’ll come back with beers but I’ll stay clothed. I’m so happy his friend is here, I haven’t had to get my father off all day, and I’ve been clothes. 5 minutes pass, I grab 2 beers and return, handing them there beers and go to sit as they both smirk at me.

”I said be ready for chores, what are you doing?” “Oh ok sorry sir, what should I start on?“ “you’re not looking ready for chores…”

I stare back at both, puzzled. “The clothes bitch, lose them” mike states. I look to my father for defense. “You heard him, strip boy.” Nervously I begin to strip. Naked in front of my father is one thing, but now his friend too? What did they talk about? Surely he won’t have me service him in front of Mike. When I get to my boxers I look at my father, only to get a response of “what are you waiting for bitch. Mike knows everything about this last week now. Drop them.” I lower my boxers slowly and stand before them, fully nude and embarrassed yet still growing an erection. They both tug at their cocks through their jeans. “Good now go get us a couple more drinks. Oh and crawl back with them.” I obey, struggling to crawl all the way back. As I enter the room I see them both in just their boxers, tugging at their cocks again. I crawl up between the two of them, and hand them their beers. 
“good boy. Turn but stay like that and watch the game too.” I obey, ass in the air facing them. I hear the sipping of beers, and tussling of cloth and skin. Now I’m very nervous. I fear I’ll have to pleasure my dad again in front of his friend, and by the sound of it, Mike will relieve himself while watching.

”It’s a bit hot in here isn’t it Mike?” “You know, it really is, maybe your boy can help” 

“should I go lower the heat?” I ask. “No I have a better idea, crawl back over to me.” My father says. I obey. “Good now get these boxers off of me so I can cool down.” My eyes lower to his tent he is pitching, clearly hard. Than to mikes. The same. Nervously, I obey and pull his boxers off slowly, freeing his large bouncing cock. “Now mikes turn boy.” I crawl to Mike and do the same.

”good now back as you were” I turn around, on hands and knees and look up at the game. I can hear them stroking. “Damn I’m chafing” mike says. “Me too man” my father replies. “Son come back here.” I crawl back between his legs. “Put your lips around my cock to get it wet.” I do, slowly bobbing my head for 10 seconds or so before backing away. He goes back to jerking off. “Now help our guest the same, don’t be rude.” My eyes widen with shock and I freeze. “Now bitch, he’s our guest. Or do you want to be homeless” I crawl to Mike and do the same.

10 seconds or so pass and I go to back away, but he grabs my head and holds me in place. I continue sucking and gagging on his cock that seems to be close to my fathers in length, but thicker. He releases me after about a minute. “Ok bitch go back to how you were” my father demands. I obey. A few minutes pass, hoping this ends soon only to hear “dry again come do your job.” I return to my father first, then Mike, both about 30 seconds. “Ok back as you were.” “Wait man, I got a request. After all I am the guest of honor” “sure thing name it and he’ll do it” “well, my wife doesn’t do what I like anymore, and his soles look soft. Mind if I use them?” “You heard the man boy, give him your bitch boy feet!” My dad yells.

I crawl over, sit back on my butt with my hands holding me behind my back, and lift my feet to his large cock, wrapping them around it. He takes hold and begins pumping his huge hard cock with my soles. This goes on for a few minutes before my dad speaks up. “This won’t do, I’m try again and you can’t suck me from there. So get up on your knees between us, put your feet in mikes lap, and your mouth in mine.” 

I obey and get into position. As I take my fathers cock into my mouth and begin sucking, I also wrap my insteps around mikes cock as he pumps away at my feet. Trying to manage the blowjob and the footjob at the same time was tough but I tried hard as I wanted this to end. After minutes of doing so, I feel my father pulsate as Mike speeds up. My mouth fills first and I swallow as I feel my soles that are facing up with mikes cock between them, get covered with warm sticky cum. After it calms I don’t know what to do, I can’t stand and get cum on the floor, so I hold still.

”get to the floor and look up at me as you lick your soles clean boy!” Mike demands. I get down, hold my foot to my mouth and begin to lick. Then again with the other, when I hear clicking noises. I look up to see mikes phone out as he takes photos of me. I look to my father for help, but he only tells Mike to send them to him, and tells me finish up. I do. Then Mike demands I clean his cock with my mouth. I obey, hearing more photos taken. What will he do with these? I wonder….