Rodney

Disciple Number 2?

I really thought Rodney had gone too far the day he succeeded in getting Paul and Rick to work me over at the same time, getting them to double fuck my mouth and ass, and totally wear out my nipples, plus make sure I totally cleaned both of them up, to the last seed of cum, and to the last drop of piss.  My ass was sore, my throat was sore, my nipples were sore.  Rick was feeling even more guilty than usual.  I was sure Rodney had ruined Rick.

Damn.  And Rick was such a fine man.  Huge hands, well chiseled body, huge cut cock.  Huge balls.  And so far Rodney really seemed to be pushing him just the right amount to keep him coming back for more.

But supervising the threesome with Rick and Paul had to have embarrassed Rick like nothing else.  And the marks the two of them left on me seemed to embarrass Rick even more than they hurt me.  I was even feeling sorry for him as they left, even as Rick also had to bear with Paul’s seeming to have had the best time of his life.  There was no doubt Paul would be back for more.

Of course I would never have dreamed of questioning Rodney.  But I did quietly feel bad, almost terrible.  Tony seemed to have trained Rodney so well.  And Rodney had trained Gary so well as Tony’s first disciple.  I would never have dreamed things would work out so amazingly well.

But I guess it was pretty stupid of me to think everything would continually go well.  Even the mix of pleasure and pain inflicted on me was going too well to believe it really could keep going forever.

The rest of that day I had such a hard time reading Rodney.  Was he making me take even more dicks because he felt bad?  Was he regretting what he had done?

Damn.  As the day ended I was exhausted, almost as if Rodney had had me in his sights all day to begin with, pushing me even harder than usual, even as he prepped me for Tony’s last visit of the day, which was increasingly turning into my helping them tie me down so I could beg for both of them to own me.

And I would be lying to say I didn’t feel proud somehow.

So there I was, feeling bad, but still looking forward to ending the day and moving on to the next.  I had helped Rodney bind my legs up over my head, and one hand, as Tony arrived, seeming his own usual self, stripping off and joining Rodney in helping me worship.  I worried.  I liked Rick.  But I did my best to do my duty.

And then there was a quiet knock at the door.

Rodney and Tony looked at each other, seemingly with no idea who might have shown up.

Rodney went to get the door, naked and hard.

And then I heard Rick.

Humble, guilty Rick.

“Hi Rodney.  I really am sorry to bother you so late.  Especially if you’re in the middle of anything, which you obviously must be.”  I assumed Rick was looking at naked Rodney and his hard huge cock.

“Please come in, Rick.  I was actually hoping to hear from you somehow.”

“Really?”

“Of course.  I’ve been wondering on and off all day whether I pushed you hard enough today.”

Hard enough?  Did I even hear that correctly?

“Honestly?  I want you as our second disciple.  And I didn’t even get clearance from Tony.  Damn.  I’m sure you’ll be offended if I call him satan.”

“Satan?”

“Let’s not get into that now.  Talk to me.  Please?  What have you been thinking since you left this morning?”

“Honestly?  You really want to hear?”

“Maybe never wanted to hear anything so bad in my whole life so far.  Except maybe apart from the first time I got Jeff to tell me he loved me.”

“Wow.”

“Talk to me.  Really.  Please?  Tony’s also here, and of course Jeff.  Even if he is a bit tied up at the moment.  Literally, of course.  So you can come in and talk to us all if you’d like.”

Another wow.

And in walked Rodney and Rick.  Rodney was still hard.  I still couldn’t read Rick at all.

Tony reached out his naked hand.  “I’ve heard so much about you, Rick.  I’m so glad you’ve stopped by to visit with Rodney.  And of course I hope this whole situation doesn’t embarrass you somehow.”

Rodney tried to calm Rick down.  Damn, he was good.

“We can talk about this later, if you’d like.  Will you please talk to me about your day?”

Rick looked at naked and hard Tony.  At naked and hard Rodney.  At naked me.  I saw that Rodney smiled a bit as he saw Rick grab his crotch.

One more wow.  I wasn’t even sure who that one came from.

“I really left feeling as guilty as ever today.  In my whole life.  I felt so terrible for using Jeff so hard.  I felt terrible that Paul had motivated me even further.  I knew I was going to hell.”

But then Rick grabbed his crotch again.

“But the more I thought about how evil I had been, the hornier I got.  I jerked off.  Thinking it would calm me down.  After all, I had left totally drained.”

Now it was Rodney’s turn.  “Wow.”

“I hope it doesn’t sound too terrible.  But I had to talk to you.  I actually jerked off three times in a row.  I’d cum.  I’d feel guilty.  And then I’d want more of Jeff.  More of Paul.  More of you.”

“I tried burying myself in my work.  This whole day has killed my cock.  I’ve never jerked it so many times in my whole life.”

“Wow.  And I really don’t want to push too hard even now, but you’re hard again now?”

“Damn.  And you know I don’t swear.  It might actually be still.  I really can’t stop thinking about it.  About him.  About you.  About my cum in Jeff’s ass.  About Paul helping me fuck him.  And here you are, amazing as ever.  And I’m not even sure I want to stop.  Ever.”

“Fuck.  Jeff is all tied up, as you see.  But any chance you’re game to let Tony and me help you out of your clothes?  To be honest, this is how we typically end our days.  And we would all love you to participate, however little or much you might be in the mood too.”

Now it was my wow, as Tony and Rodney slowly undressed Rick.  I really had no control of anything at all.

Rick seemed even harder than either Rodney or Tony…