How Sir came into my Life

My great grandparents started a small nursery many years ago, Nance Greenhouse and Nursery. They built a pretty good busses up selling plants and garden supplies to people in town. One of the son’s was brought in and then it was Nance and Son Nursery. He took over when they retired and my dad and his brother were added to the business and an a ’s was added to son, they took over when he retired and now my cousin and I run it. Now we are “Nance Family Landscape and Garden Supply” We both were groomed to take over from day one, only now that little nursery is the premier landscape firm in this part of the state. We’ve got a great reputation and even being as big as we are, we still have that family touch. Nothing happens without our over site. Now here’s the funny part. My cousin is a lesbian and I’m gay. Leslie or as she go’s my, Les, is a really good looking woman. She’s tall and slim and strong as an ox. You wouldn’t want her mad at you. You never saw her with a hair out of place or without lipstick. She’s not the butch type you would expect but she could whip your ass if need be. Now me, I’m no fucking queen ether. I’m a tall guy at 6.3 with dirty blond that stays really light because I’m always outside and I’m very tan which makes my dark blue eyes really striking. I hear all the time how good looking I am but it’s just luck of the draw with great DNA, my parents are still good looking even in there retirement years. Anyway, I bet I get hit on at least once a day and sometimes more. It’s become a joke at the nursery. Les is always giving me shit about it, but she gets her fair share too. I’m single but mostly because I don’t have time to date, I haven’t had a boyfriend in years. Now that doesn’t mean I don’t get laid, I get as much as I like just not the husband kind. The reason is, I’m a big masculine guy and guys have an instant perception of me. They see big and manly and they think...ooooh daddy, fuck me. Wrong, I’m a big ole bottom. I love to get fucked and because I’m a big guy I want a big cock up my ass. I tried to top, I really did but I have the most sensitive dick ever. I swear, if you stare hard at my hard cock I’ll blow my load. That’s an exaggeration, but not by much. It’s annoying as hell, I can’t even touch my cock when I’m getting fucked or I’ll cum. Embarrassing. On the up side, even after blowing my load when getting fucked, I can still take it and it’s not unusual to cum more than once.

Now because we are a gay owned company, we tend to hire a LGBTQ staff. That’s how Les found her wife, Jenny came to work for us. She’s adorable and they make a great couple. We had a policy that we wouldn’t date employees but that was out the door when Les fell in love. Personally, I was thrilled. A friend of mine from college, Dean, had come to work for us and he’d been fucking me for years and I didn’t wanna do without. Of course, no one suspected we were fucking (our so I thought) because he was so much shorter than me. He looked way more like a bottom boy than I did, he was cute and small and just adorable. It was kind of funny watching us fuck in a mirror. He looked like a Chihuahua fucking a Great Dane but I loved his big cock. It wasn’t a love match, we were just really great friends and hung out all the time but it was mostly just friends having fun together and it was convenient. He was a landscape architect like myself and we worked on projects together all the time. One of us would get horny I’d be on my back with his cock up my hungry ass. We almost got found out because a few times I’d worn some really faded jeans and because he loved to breed me, it was leaking out and it was noticed both times. I guess it wouldn’t have been a problem if I wasn’t a free baller but I hadn’t worn underwear since I was in jr high so he surprised me with a butt plug so I didn’t leak. We were each other’s wing man when we hit the bars. If a cute bottom boy hit on me I’d hook them up with my big dick little friend and likewise, when a top would work him he’d hook me up. It worked well for us and it also sometimes landed us into doing 4ways.

Our office manager that had been with us since my parents ran the place finally retired. I hated losing her, Donna was like a member of our family but her kids had moved away and she wanted to be closer to her grandchildren. I’d always depended on her for everything so finding a replacement was going to be a nightmare. We had all kinds of people apply and no one seemed to fit. We had a temp service in the interim but Les and I were doing the lion share of it and we hated it. We finally got a guy who looked promising. He interviewed well, his background looked fantastic. He’d just moved to the area to make a fresh start and his former employer was so sorry to loose him. Les had already met with him and asked him back to meet me. She liked him but we both had to agree so I came barging into the office and he stood up to meet me. Stopped me dead in my tracks, the man was fucking cute. Quite a bit shorter than me, maybe 5.7 or so. The darkest hair I’d ever seen on a white guy and shocking green eyes behind these round framed wire glasses built more like and runner so really slim. He was dressed in a well fitted dark suit, white shirt and a green tie with good shoes. He was all business as he shook my hand. He was polite but reserved and I liked him. I liked how he interacted with Les and myself. I couldn’t get a read on him if he was gay or not. He dressed beautifully and his haircut was perfect but a lotta straight guys were that way too. Finally I just had to know...

“We’re a gay owned business and we have a lotta LGBTQ staff, that gonna be a problem for you?”

“No sir, I did my research on your company before I applied. We are of like mind so not a problem”

“Well that’s a relief. We don’t discriminate but we don’t want any troubles down the road”

“No trouble here”

Damn, was he ever a tight ship. All business all the time. But he sure was cute and his paper work said he was single too. Oh well, probably as big a bottom as I am so I’ll be good. We hired him on the spot. Les figured I’d like him so she already had paperwork ready to fill out. We chatted with him as he filled out his paperwork but Les had to skip out for a client meeting, leaving us alone to talk.

“You’re a beautiful dresser but you shouldn’t plan on dressing like that day to day. I realize you will be mainly in the office but your clothes would get destroyed around here. You should plan to be comfortable so jeans or shorts or what ever you like is fine. We have golf shirts with the company logo if you like but it’s not necessary”

Now my mind is wondering what he looks like under that tailored suit  but I was determined to be a good boy. Needless to say I liked what I was seeing but that was a huge no no. Just what I need, a sexual harassment suit being filed.

Dean and I had been fucking since freshman year of college, never a problem there. But the new hire appeared to be a by the book kind a guy so hands off for ether of us as Dean was in upper management. Dean picked up I was hot for Edward and teased me about it but he liked him too. His quiet reserve and gentle way made him a favorite with the staff, oh that and he bakes. He was forever bringing in platers of cookies and muffins and cakes and you name it, he made it. Les asked him about it and he said it was a stress reliever, helped him relax. He didn’t look like anyone that would ever eat a carb so that was kinda funny too. He did drop the beautiful suits but what he came to work in didn’t calm my desires one bit. It’s like everything he owned was custom made for him and he was always dressed perfectly. At first he wore khaki slacks or other types and colors of casual trousers but as it was spring and our staff usually wore shorts he started to integrate those into to his wardrobe also. That just drove me crazy, I’m a leg man and his were beautiful....of course they would be. He even made our company shirts look good on him when he wore one. He would come in a good two hours before anyone else and work. He said he got more done in the two hours alone than he did all day. I loved Donna and she was great at her job and like family to us and all but she was no Edward. He had ideas for new business and growth but he wasn’t pushy about it. Every Friday morning Les and I had a meeting with him, we would go over the past week and discuss what was on the books for the next one. He learned our business like it was his, he listened and figured out who was best at what and started doing our scheduling for our crews so we worked smarter and more efficiently. He took so much off our shoulders that Les and I were able to do more of the things we were best at. He was almost too good to be true. If anything negative could be said, it was that he was a workaholic, he just never stopped. The only thing that changed was that Dean and I had to stop fucking at work all the time, well, we should have anyway. We mostly just cut way back. You just never knew when Edward would show up but so far, we’d never been caught. We’d cut back from 2 to 3 times a day to 3 times a week and we just knew we were getting away with something. Several months had passed and he was just part of the workings of the place, things were going well and we got caught. I didn’t realize it but Edward had taken up power walking the property every day just to get some air and sunshine and get out from behind his desk. Well this particular day, Dean and I had gone out to tag some trees for a client and he decided it was a perfect opportunity to fuck. We had in several locations around the property, little sheds with assorted tools and water hoses and such well along the side is a work bench and he had my ass bent over that bench just fucking the shit out of me. We were well into it and never heard him walk up. He was trash talking me, calling me a fucking cum dump and a whore. He even brought up how he bet I wished if was Edwards cock up my slutty cunt and that’s when we heard the snap. A twig or something broke and we jerked our heads around and there he stood, eyes as big as dinner plates. No sooner did we see him, he was gone. Vanished like he was never there.

“Son of a bitch! Now what?”

I was a little freaked. What if he quits or or or, fuck I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t wanna make him uncomfortable. Dean and I got our shit together and hopped into the golf cart and headed back to face the music. I had to make this right with Edward. I walked back to his office and it was empty.

“Shit!”

“Looking for me boss?”

I nearly jumped out of me skin. He was standing behind me looking up at me with a slight smile on his face.

“I ah well, let me explain. We ah, we’re ah....”

“Not any of my business”

I was gob smacked. He’s always been so reserved and today was no different. I felt my face flush. He just moved me aside and went back to his desk. He took a seat and started working and like an afterthought he glanced back at me...

“Do you need something?”

The way he looked at me, I was instantly hard again. I couldn’t think of a fucking thing to say. I mumbled something and walked away. Heading out to find Dean, my head was spinning. He spotted me coming and met me in the path.

“What happened, did he freak! Was he upset? Is he gonna say something?”

“Will you just shut the fuck up. I need to think”

I told him everything and he was as confused as I was. The man was as cool as a cucumber.

We had shit to do so we couldn’t deal with this now and went about or business. I tried to stay out of the office but I had to get something from my desk. Sure enough I run into him and he just looks at me like any other day. I couldn’t get away fast enough. I grabbed my stuff and headed out, glad to be gone for the rest of the day. The next day, Friday, I was just dreading our morning meeting. I walk in to the office and drop by the break room for some tea and find a huge basket of fresh form the oven lemon poppyseed muffins. The staff is trickling in and is all gaga over the muffins. You’d think they never got fed. I did NOT want to go to that meeting. I finally wonder back to my desk and sit down. Just as my ass hit the seat Edward walks in with his iPad, closing the door behind him and gracefully sits down but still no Les.

“Good moring”

Just as smooth as ever.

“Just you and me this morning. Les is tied up with a personal matter”

“Okay”

I’m fidgeting in my seat, trying to act normal. He starts the meeting as always. The way he was speaking was a bit more authoritative and commanding. When he finished up he looked at me and said

“Any questions, boss?”

“No everything is great as usual. I’d like to talk about yesterday if you don’t mind”

“Look, it’s not my business if you wanna do anything you want. I have no opinion. That’s between you and your partner”

Oh my god! This was all out of hand.

“It’s not like that at all! Me and Dean ah well....”

“It’s fine, I just didn’t know you’re a couple”

“Not that ether, damn. Give me a minute”

“You have nothing to explain to me. Like I said, it’s your business. I just work here. I gotta get busy”

He just got up and left. I felt like a piece of shit. I really like this guy. He was just fantastic and now he thinks I’m just trash. Well, I am, kinda, but he didn’t know that. When Dean found out what a cock hound I was back when we met, he did everything he could to get me fucked. Besides fucking me at least twice a day all through college he pimped my big butch boy ass out all over the place. He loved that I was this tall masculine stud looking guy that was nothing but a walking talking hungry cunt looking for the next cock to feed it. I remember this one time we went to a drag show and this skinny little drag queen was on stage, pretty realistic looking too. Anyway Dean caught her in the restroom pissing and saw she had a fucking huge cock. He asked if she ever topped. Turns out this nelly little queen was a total top. He got that queen to fuck the living hell out of me. To date that sissy ranks in my top ten fucks of all time. One of Dean’s favorite stories and it comes up WAY too much. Anyway, Edward didn’t know any of that and other than Dean, I’d never messed with anyone at work. I was so fucked. I didn’t know what I was gonna do. What if Les found out? Shit. I should probably tell her. Better to come from me than an employee. When she came in I told her I wanted to go out for lunch. We drove into town and grabbed a couple of stools at the bar. This gay bar we sometimes went to for happy hour served fantastic burgers and sandwiches at lunch and it was easy to talk in there. We placed our order and I looked at her nursing her beer.

“I gotta tell you something. It’s about me and Dean”

“If it’s about you two fucking all over the property, I already know”

“Holy fuck! Did Edward tell you?”

“Oh god, he knows too?”

“How the hell did you know?”

“Oh please, I’ve caught you two at it so many times. As far as I can tell y’all been at it since he started so I’m guessing y’all been at it a long time. Hell he was your roommate all through school. I just thought you were some sort of fucked up couple. What happened with Edward. I swear if you run him off, I’m gonna beat you to death. That guys a keeper. If I was into dudes I’d marry that one so he couldn’t get away”

“I like him too but I didn’t do anything. He just caught me and Dean and I was afraid he’d tell you”

“Well, you two aren’t as discreet as you think you are. Hell, I bet Donna even knew. I probably should have said something a long time ago but no one had ever said a word.”

“I think I’ve fucked up big time. I’m sure he’s really looking down that perfect little nose at me right now. He seems a little cool”

“Well he did just catch you acting pretty fucking trashy... What do you expect?”

I love Les. I’d always been the closest to her, even more than my own sisters and brother. We were to most alike and I don’t mean she’s as big a slut as I am, that’s title is all mine.

We headed back to work and when anyone was around, Edward was just the same as always but if it was just us he reverted to a cool more reserved attitude. I have to tell you, it unsettled me. It’s like he was putting me in my place and yet never said anything remotely that could be taken that way, it was all in his tone and delivery.

Near close of day, Les sent out a group text with the words... 

“happy hour @ricks”

Few missed one of our happy hours. We always bought a round of drinks and it was good bonding outside the workplace. Edward came but as usual he was quietly reserved, he talked to anyone around but bars were obviously not his thing and after a second drink he was gone. Dean asked me if I wanted to hit the bars that night but I was still a bit thrown with this Edward thing so I just headed out. I went to the gym and grabbed some Chinese food then went home. Being forever on the make, I was on several pick up sites like Grindr and the like so I turned on all the notifications and started looking. I needed some cock up my hungry cunt so I could de-stress. I had a great shirtless pic of me in a garden and it always landed me plenty of hits. I always had my face pick on my profile, if someone knew me and I was interested they could sure fuck me. I’d been hit on by former clients and numerous friends and it almost always worked out in my favor. So I’m scrolling through and I find a headless body pic and the body was fucking hot so I said hi.

Within seconds I get a reply,

hot looking guy.

Tnks

Hosting?

Could be

He sends a total body shot, he’s fucking tight and ripped. Not an ounce of fat to be seen and a fucking big cock!

HOLY SHIT, HOT!

U like?

Like it up my ass

Show me that man cunt

Dean and I had done our hook up profiles together and we did pics for each other too. You know, good lighting, hand full R rated, just as many XXX Rated so guys knew up front what we liked. I sent a good shot of my ass, then one of me holding it open, another with a raw cock up it and finally one gaping open with cum leaking out. He like that one a lot.

Fuckin hot.

Thank you sir

He sends another pic of him all in leather, harness, chaps, boots and one of those executioners mask. The kind that covers the skull down to the bridge of the nose, scooping past the the cheekbones and laced up the back so all you could clearly see was the nose to the jaw line. Hot fantasy shit, had my cock hard. He wasn’t a musclebound type just really cut. His big cock had a huge gage PA and he wore a massive cock ring and ball stretcher.

FUCKME...

Love to boi

According to his profile, he’s five years younger than me, shorter and I have a good 30 pounds on him but if he’s for real, he can call me boi all night long. He was fucking hot.

Would you fuck me in the leather?

Don’t wanna see who’s fucking that slutty cunt I take it

That ok?

Send location slut

Yes sir, doors unlocked

I’d probably lost my mind but this guy was so hot and I was turned on like crazy. I got cleaned up and spread an old quilt in the middle of the living room floor and waited. I was praying to the sex gods that this guy was for real. I’ve always wanted to do this but just to be safe, I sent Dean a message and told him what was going on so he knew to check if he didn’t hear from me. A half an hour later I hear a motorcycle pull up out front. Holy shit, is he really dressed like that coming up in my neighborhood? I hoped everyone was asleep and not looking out the windows to see this. My mind was running wild. Naked, I squatted down on my knees, sitting back on my feet with my hands behind my back. The only lights on were coming from another room and what came in from the open windows. My heart is beating out of my chest. The door opens and he’s standing there looking down on me. Under his breath he said more to himself than me…

“Fucking slut”

If the house wasn’t so quiet, I’d never heard it. Instantly my cock starts getting hard. He’s for real alright, what a fucking ripped body! He walks up to me and unsnapped a letter cod piece and his big ole floppy cock falls out. I look up at him and he grabs my head and pulls me to it. I open up and take it in my mouth and work my tongue all over it and then suck it down my throat. That fucker started filling out and getting thicker, I started  struggling for air and I panic.

“Breathe from your nose, dumb ass” and pops me firmly up side my head

Now he got hands full of my hair holding me in place as he fucks my face. He’s ramming it in long strokes and slime from my throat is splattering all over my face and down my chin onto my chest. All I can really make out is the root of his smooth cock and a fucking perfect hairless 8 pack. I reach to steady myself by holding his waist but he knocked my hands away and popped me in the head again and grabbed my hair and kept fucking. We went on like this for what seemed like forever and he stopped. He just let go of me, put his hand on my forehead and pushed me backwards on my back. I didn’t fall gracefully, more of a splat and I was spread eagle on the floor. He motioned me to turn over and I rolled on my stomach, he pulled me back on my knees and started eating out my hole. Fuck, could this guy eat ass, it was like he was crawling inside me with that tongue. He’s even chewing on my ass ring, forcing me to push it out further. I’d set some lube out for him but he never reached for it. He pulled up behind me and just slammed his big cock up my open hole hard and fast. I screamed out way louder than I realized and he slapped me in the back of the head again…

“Shut the fuck up whore”

His voice was low and calm. I know I’m the bigger stronger of the two of us but this man had me pegged and I was under his control. What a fantasy come true, this man was a fucking wonder. That big PA was banging against my prostrate and making me shoot my first load. I’m moaning like a cheap whore as I blow. I guess he realized I was shooting and reached under me and caught the rest as I finished. Then he held it to my mouth and had me lick it off. I was hard again in a flash. He never stopped pumping that big cock up my ass. My knees were getting tired and my legs started to quiver but I was scared to say anything, afraid he’d stop. He picked up on it I guess or he just wanted to switch it up but he had me flip over. Thankfully, I was on my back so at least I could look at his incredible body. My big muscled legs were hanging over his shoulders, my whole body dwarfed him but that too was part of the attraction. He’s over me and his dark eyes are picking up the light from the other room as he’s over me, slamming his big cock in and out of my wreaked cunt. Once again, I’m getting that feeling again. I’m grunting with every punch of that huge cock up my hole and he had me again. I shot all over us, not as big as the last time but still plenty, he just kept fucking me. It was beginning to hurt and I guess he could see it in my face with every stroke. He ramped it up and was soon blasting the biggest fucking load up me. He was balls deep in me and it was hurting pretty good but I’d never have said anything. He’s still hanging over my face and I’m bent in half and I feel a tear run down the side of my face. He leaned in and licked it and he worked his big cock out of me. I’m laying there like a limp rag trying to get my breath. He uses the corner of the quilt to wipe off some of my cum, walks over to pick up the cod piece, attaches it and walks out the door. I can hear the motorcycle fire up and drive away. I’m a fucking wreak, I can hardly move. Ive never been fucked so hard it hurt but yet my mind is racing with thought of this man. A little while later I get a text from Dean…

U OK

Barley

ON THE WAY

With in a few minutes, he’s at my door. I’m still in the floor. My ass hole is so fucking tender I can’t stand to move. He flipped on a light and sees me in the floor and freaks.

“Jesus, are you hurt! Do I need to get you to the hospital?”

“I’m fine, he just fucked the hell out of me. He was really hung and had a huge PA. My guts are beat the hell out off”

“Let me help you up babe”

He get’s me up and helps me to my bedroom and on the bed. He get a wash cloth and towel and starts cleaning me up. I open my legs and he gingerly goes to clean me up.

“Fuck man! You said it was just one guy, right? You weren’t blindfolded were you?”

“Yeah, just one guy. Why?” “You got a river of cum poring out of you. You had less leaking out at the gang bang sr year. This fucker must have been edging for years to make this much cum. Thats wild”

“Your shitting me”

“No man. What’s this dude look like?”

“Get my phone, I got pics of him”

He ran back in the living room and got it, I opened up the pictures and he was shocked. “Damn, he fucking hot. I’d have thought he was a fake with pics like that. Guy should be doing porn”

“He’s sure got the cock for it. Bet he’s just passing threw. Probably never see him again”

“Probably for the best. Ive seen you take a major fucking before but nothing like this. Hell you may need physical therapy to get over this one”

“It hurt but I’d do him again. What a fucking stud”

He laughed

“What a fucking slut”

He poked me in the side and I started to laugh but it hurt too much.

“Go to sleep princess, get some rest and I’ll see ya later”

I woke sometime around noon on Saturday, sore as hell. I got myself some food and then went and laid on the couch the rest of the day, recovering. Dean came over and checked on me and brought me dinner. We talked and visited for a little while and he left. The next day was better so I did my normal weekend chores and got ready for the text week. Monday I roll into my parking spot about the same time as Dean.

“How’s your ass?”

He said in a big loud Yee Haw fake cowboy twang and slapped me on my tinder ass. I nearly jumped a foot and he’s just killing himself laughing. Let’s just say, I wasn’t walking as smoothly as I normally did. A little hitch in my get along so to speak. I made my way to my office and once again I run right into Edward.

”Good morning boss. Big weekend? Your moving slow today”

I kinda flushed and said…

“Pulled a muscle or something. It’s nothing”

“Go have a seat, I put some things on your dest that need going over. Made cinnamon orange scones, I’ll get you one with your tea while you look that over”

He’d never done that before. I’d never ask someone to get me something unless they were standing right next to it. I hate those guys. He was back in a flash before I’d time to even look at anything. He’s standing over my shoulder explaining what was what. I’m trying to focus on his words but the smell of scones and his fresh clean body and him being so close was fucking with my head. We got everything settled and he was off to his office. Everything from last week was spinning in my head. I was scared he was gonna quit but not as much as I was on Friday. This man was a jewel and I didn’t want to ruin a good employee relationship. I was terribly attracted to him but I just had a feeling he was a damn bottom too and everyone knows two bottoms are useless in bed unless you got a double headed dildo and I hate fake dicks. Then I got the realization that I need to fucking grow up and quit letting every Tom Dick and Harry have a shot at my ass. What a fucking whore. I did something stupid and let some stranger fucking destroy me and I’m still paying for it. I got so much going for me, why was I trying so hard to fuck it all up. I needed to have a long talk with Dean about this. I got up and closed my office door and just sat with my head in my hands trying to make since out of my screwed up life. I didn’t have any outside clients that day so I pretty much stayed behind closed doors. I told everyone I didn’t want be bothered unless it was an emergency. Sometime before lunch Edward comes in with a big arrangement of tropical flowers.

“Florist just dropped this off for you” he set them on my desk and walked out, shutting the door. The card read…

Boy,

I hope you enjoyed the fantasy

I'm not always so intense

A Secret Admirer

I jerked up the phone and punched the intercom

“Dean can you come to my office now”

He was at my door in a hurry. I never paged him like that unless it was emergency. He flung open the door and was surprised but the big arrangement of flowers.

“That leather guy from Friday, he knows who I am, he knows my name and where I work. Look at the card”

I handed him the card and he looked back at me. I snatched up the envelope the card was in and it was blank, just my name and the business name, address and phone number. I yelled for Edward and he came on the run, I never yelled, EVER.

“What’s wrong?”

“Did you see the florist that delivered the flowers?

“Sure I did, I signed for them”

“What florist was it?”

“No idea. Isn’t it on the card?”

“Blank card”

“Is something wrong? Do we need to get the police involved?”

“No, nothing like that. Thanks. Sorry to bother you”

“No Bother”

He walked out and shut the door. We just stared at each other

“Now what?”

Edwards side of the story

I grew up in the northeast, raised by my grandparents because my mom died in childbirth. Never knew my dad so no real loss there ether. My grandparents were in there mid 40’s when I came around and no one really thought about me having  older parents and I called them mom and dad. I never wanted for anything, I was a good student and a quiet kid. I did some sports, mostly track and field events and I played tennis and swam but I didn’t compete in swimming I just did it for fun and exercise oh and the naked boys in the locker room. I figured out I was gay pretty early, first guy I ever messed around with was my best friend, he had a case of hero worship so talking him out of his shorts was easy. That kid would do anything I wanted including suck my cock. I was his first and he got me before the damn thing got so big and I was a legend in school. By the time I left for college, he had no problem deep throating my big donkey dick. I think I ruined him for regular guys. Oh well, can’t help that. We went to a private all boys school and no girls around which was fine with me, I had no use for them. I majored in business development and management because my mind worked that way. I was good at fine tuning and making things work smoothly, I just liked business. I didn’t really even have to work, my family had money and when my mother died in instantly got her share of the family trust and as I was the only child of an only child, I’d end up with everything. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not wishing my parents dead. Far from it! I lucked out with them, they were fantastic. Me being gay was never an issue, as a matter of fact, I never had to come out, they just kinda knew. I remember mom just needed to be clear if this was just a friend or a boyfriend so se didn’t say something wrong.

After college, I took a job in a near by city that I really liked. I was doing great and was well liked and it seemed to have room for advancement. I met a guy threw work, he didn’t work at my company but in the same building. We dated and I didn’t think it was all that hot and heavy but he did. Anyway, He saw me out on the town with another guy and kinda lost it. The fucker was stalking me at work and the gym every place I went, he turned up. My tires would be slashed when I was on a date. I tried to get the police involved but I could never prove it was him so I moved out of state, got off social media and everything. What a hassle but I did it. Thats how I ended up coming to work at Nance. It was so different from the office I’d been in and I thought why not. I found out it was a gay owned family business and it had a great reputation so why not. My first interview was with Les, loved her but I needed to meet with her cousin and business partner Ryan. That day as I’m sitting in her office talking and he came bounding in, I was thunderstruck. The man was fucking hot as hell. What a beef cake! I’d mastered the art of keeping my cool so all he saw was calm cool and collected. I swear I popped a hard on as soon as I saw him. Thank god I wore a suit so my jacket covered any trace. He liked me as well and I was hired on the spot. When Less headed out for a meeting, all I could think about was throwing that hunk of beef down on the desk and fucking his light out. The guy was a real mans man, all tanned and muscled with that hot mucky sent like a locker room at the gym. My chances of ever getting to fuck that were mostly slim to none but I could sure look. It didn’t hurt he was a nice guy, I liked both of them a lot. I worked myself in pretty easily and started moving things around to suit me. The improvements I made were pretty seamless and both Les and Ryan were thrilled with me. Less was always taking me to lunch and picking my brain, she and her wife even had me to dinner a few times but Ryan was different. I’d catch him looking and he’d look away so fast. He was nice and kind and very talented but he never once made an overture or said a word. If anything he was a little distant and guarded around me. He’s more than likely to total top so I wrote him off. You can only imagine my surprise one day when I find him getting fucked by one of the senior designers. He’s a fucking bottom? You could’ve knocked me over with a feather. Blew my mind! That and the fact his boyfriend is this little shit, hell, he’s shorter than me! I couldn’t get away fast enough. I was just sure he was gonna fire my snooping ass. Damn, I really like working here too. It was just weird when he got back to the office. I acted like it was just another day and kept on going. The next morning at the weekly meeting it was just the two of us and once again I just powered on. When he brought it up I tried to back out of it and act like it was no was big deal. Big deal my ass, all I’d been able to think about was fucking Ryans hot ass. Jesus was that man fine. I ditched out of happy hour to head home and not think about him. I even got on ManHunt or something to find some ass and damned if Ryan himself didn’t hit me up. I checked out the profile making sure it wasn’t a stolen pic some troll was using to scam guys. It was him alright. He liked my body shot and I knew he’d love my cock. I mean what bottom doesn’t like a big cock, I ask you. I sent that a a leather pic I had and he was sold. He wanted me in leather and anonymous. No name, no talking, just come fuck him. I was all over it, It might be the only time I ever get the chance. I got ready and even put on my brown contacts so he wouldn’t notice my eyes. Also, I couldn’t ware a hood with my glasses. Maybe he wouldn’t recognize me and I could get away with it. I walked in his house and he was kneeling before me in all his glory. Even in the dim lighting he was hot. I learned a long time ago my big cock was a lot to take fully hard so it was better for it to harden inside the throat. He didn’t seem to have too much trouble. He wanted the leather man fantasy and I was gonna give it. I kept my voice low when I said anything at all and I slapped him around and humiliated him too. He was loving it. The best part was getting to finally fuck him. God all mighty what an ass but he shot his load almost immediately! I was hardly in him and he’s blowing his load! But of course I realized it and caught it in my hand and fed it to him, now that was too hot. But nothing topped flipping him over and fucking him face to face. Looking into his eyes as I rammed my cock in him. I know I hurt him but I was too far gone to stop. I just hammered away until I blew my load deep in his incredible muscle cunt. Seeing that tear roll down his handsome face nearly melted me. I almost broke my character and I knew I couldn’t keep up the charade if I did. I had to get out fast. I got my ass on my bike and was home and in the shower before an hour had passed. I lay in bed most the night thinking about Ryan and his face. What’s the matter with me, I hurt him just acting out a fantasy. Granted he never once said to stop or try to stop me. He was into it but I went too far. I didn’t have to use the PA and I damn sure didn’t have to do it so hard but I knew one thing, I wanted to play with him again. Maybe I should play with him a little and see what happens before or if I reveal myself. I did get some sleep and I dreamed of him…no surprise here. Net morning I was up bright and early doing my normal weekend routine. At the gym when they opened for my daily work out, worked in the yard, ran a few errands and I made some cookies for the staff both peanut butter and chocolate chip. I love baking, thought about being a baker once upon a time now I do it to relax and make my mind settle. Got those done and just tried to relax, I don’t really ever stop, I have to be doing something, I’m almost always busy. Cooking helps. I haven’t been in town long so I don’t’ have any friends here yet. Most everyone I know is at work or lives around me and I try not to impose on people but I do give away a lot of baked goods so the people across the street and on both sides have met me and know things are likely to show up on the door step at any time. Something I got from my parents, be nice to the people that live around you and they will always look out for you and your place. Sunday morning I was reading the paper over coffee and I remembered Ryan saying something to someone about loving orange anything followed closely cinnamon everything. I think that how he put it. An old family friend of ours was British and was always making scones and one of her speciality’s was cinnamon orange so I made a big batch so Ryan would have something he liked tomorrow with his tea. I was gonna work every angle to get closer to him. I started hatching plans in my head…this was gonna be fun

Back in Ryan’s office...

“Hey, did you get the revisions for the Jamison proposal? Wow! What a bouquet? Someone was a good boy. Who’s the lucky guy?”

Les had walked in and was checking out the flowers. She reached for the card and I snatched it away. She grinned at me

“He’s got a secret admirer”

I shot Dean a go to hell look and he started laughing.

“No shit...I had one of those once, remember that crazy red head?”

“Who knows, could be her serial killer twin brother”

Dean quipped. He and Les we’re having a grand ole time and all I can think is I hope this guys not dangerous. about that time Edward came in as they were giving me shit about the flowers and my stalker. I’m mortified he’s hearing any of this. He already thinks bad of me, I’m sure. But as usual, he’s as cool as a cucumber and I just wanna dissolve into the floor. What is it about him that make me wanna impress him so. I still can’t believe he caught us out humping like wild animals. He stepped out and came back with another mug of tea and another scone and asked if I was feeling any better. Jesus, he still thinks I have a pulled muscle. If he only knew how truly trashy I was, he would really be thinking badly about me. Dean headed out to do something and Edward Les and I worked on the new proposal. He left and Les closed the door and stood with her back to it.

“He likes you”

“No, he’s nice to me because I’m his boss. He thinks I’m trash”

“Personally, I think you’re full of shit. He’s bringing you tea and did ya notice what kind of scones he made? Cinnamon orange, your favorite. I’m telling you, he’s  in to you”

“It doesn’t matter, I can hardly look him in the face after last Thursday. I gotta fucking grow up and make some changes in my life”

“You like him too. Admit it”

“Damn it Les! Butt out! It doesn’t matter and it wouldn’t work”

She throws her hands up and backs out the door. I threw myself into my work and went home early. I was in a mood most of the week. I did my thing and kept a low profile and pretty much bit everyones head off if they said anything at all. I didn’t even go near Dean. Thursday afternoon a package was delivered to me. I opened it up and a black velvet blindfold and a white ribbon was in it with a note.

“Boy, Need to see you again

This time I want you in bed with this on

If interested, tie the ribbon on your door handle

10:00 Friday night

Me”

I looked at the package, no return address. Nothing but postage and my info. I didn’t know what to think. The last time was intense as hell, he even hurt me. Somehow I don’t think he meant to but he did none the less. I was still feeling it Tuesday afternoon. Of course every time I got a twinge of pain, my cock would jump a little. I probably shouldn’t do it but he intrigued me. One more time, I’d do it. Who knows, he could be the one. My friend Daniel met a guy on Grindr and two years later I was attending their wedding. Stranger things have happened.

“Hey, you okay?”

Dean stuck his head in my office. I flagged him in and told him to shut the door. I handed him the note.

“You gonna do it?”

“I think so” “We okay? You still mad at me”

“Man, I’m sorry. I’ve been a bitch all week. I wasn’t mad at anyone but me. I gotta make some changes in my life. I was telling Les, I need to do some big time growing up and quit trowing my life away”

He took the seat in front of my desk and looked down.

“Is one of those changes me?”

“Dean, I love ya like a brother but we gotta quit fucking around at work. What if that had been a customer? I’d be screwed. Word would get out and we would lose business. My families reputation in the community would be ruined”

“I get it and I understand. It’s my rep too. I love this place and you and Les mean the world to me. Hell even your parents are like another mom and dad to me. I wouldn’t fuck this up for anything……I hate to sound like a pig but I just gotta ask”

“What?”

“This mean I can’t fuck you anymore?”

I busted out laughing and he got a big grin on his face.

“I know I said I love you like a brother but just so you know the incest ain’t over yet. Even if you were my real brother, I’d want you to fuck me. As much as I love you, my ass loves your big dick more”

“Good, had me worried for a minute. I love fucking your big ole butch muscle cunt. I kinda wish I was in love with your skanky ass. You got the best cunt in this part of the state. I should come over there and show ya what I mean” “Bitch, keep your paws off me. I haven’t so much as touched myself since that leather man ripped me a new one. I’d cum if you laid a hand on me at this point” We were laughing our asses off and Les walked in. Nether one of us could get control.

“Glad to see you’re off the rag. God you’ve been a bitch this week. You two fuck and make up?”

Dean was drinking a bottle of water and nearly spit it across the room. Now Les and I were screaming laughing and Dean was mopping up water all over the place.

“Oh get real, baby butch, I know you’ve been fucking my slutty cousin all over this place for years. I told Ryan last week I was surprised no one caught you before Edward did. Hell, I can list off half a dozen times I caught you myself. I thought for the longest y’all were a couple but weren’t telling anyone for what ever reason”

For the first time in years Dean was at a loss for words. He looks at me and I tell him…

“Dean, I wanted to let you know, Les knows about you and me messing around”

We are just hooting and he gets this scowl on his face…

“Bitches, both of you are just bitches”

Between the three of us things got totally out of hand. So many one liners and jabs. We were like a bunch of teenagers yelling and acting a fool. All of a sudden I’m looking up and in the door and Edward is standing looking at us like we’ve lost our minds. He looks like someone’s dad standing there and that just sets us off even more.

“I’ve no idea what’s going on in here and I’m not sure I want to”

The fact that he’s the youngest one in the room, a good five years younger than me and he’s the most adult one around starts a whole new bunch of cracks and laughing. He even gets a big smile on his perfectly groomed face and comes in and joins us. Finally, after a bunch more bull shitting, we get some control and I said...

“Y’all, I’m sorry I’ve been such an ass this week. I’ve got no excuse for acting like that and mostly for taking it out on you all”

Les huffed...

“I still think you were on the rag”

“Get Out!”

We all went back to work. The rest of the day was so much better and Friday ran smoothly. Heading home after the gym I started thinking about my mystery man. What was I getting myself into. This sure didn’t sound like a grow up, what’s wrong with me. I fixed some dinner and kicked back. Around nine I jumped in the shower and cleaned up, I even shaved. Just before ten, I turned back the bed and waited. I herd a car pull up so I put on the blindfold and lay back. I could hear him moving around and removing clothes. He got on the bed and touched me and I jumped. His fingers lightly danced across my body and then some kind of soft silky fabric was drug up and down. I was covered in goose bumps. He took my hand and the ran the silky fabric around threw my fingers and up my arms and around my neck. He sipped a loop around my wrist and pulled my hand up to my headboard and tied it down the he did the same thing on the other side looping them together. I think they were neck ties, I’d never been tied up before.

“Relax Boy. It’s okay. I’m not going to hurt you”

He took another tie and lightly tickled me down to my cock wrapped it around my balls and cock and tied them tight. I could feel my balls churning. I was holding on so hard trying not to shoot then his hand gently worked up my body again. His hands are strong but smooth and it felt wonderful. With the slightest of touch, he barley scraped a fingernail edge over my nipple and instantly my cock pulsed out a big pearl of precum. I love my nipples worked but blindfolded my senses are on high alert. He took my cock in hand and I shot like a rocket! I was mortified, he had barely touched me and I lost it.

“I’m sorry, I should have told you, I’m super sensitive. Please don’t leave! I’ll do better. I can keep going”

I’m in panic mode. I hate my fucking dick. I’ve been like this since I was a kid, a short fuse. I swear, I feel like a fucking loser. Sure don’t feel like a man sometimes. But he never said a word about it he just kept touching me and playing with my body. He rolled me over and started on my back with a huge concentration on my ass. It wasn’t long before he was eating me out again. He had me up on my knees again with my legs spread wide and he was going to town.

“Please, Sir. Please fuck me”

He just kept rimming me then he stopped I could feel his hard lean body against mine. His big cock between the globes of my ass. He whispered in my ear...

“What do you want boy, tell me”

“Please Sir. I want you inside me. Fuck me, please”

He wrapped his arms around me and started slowly entering me. It wasn’t anything like that last time. It was tinder so gentle and smooth. He’d taken out his PA so no extra pressure. He reached the full depth and held it in me. He flicked my nipple again and bit my ear and god help me I shot again. I shot hard too, so hard it took my breath away.

“Damn boy. I gotta teach you some control. God you’re tight”

“I’m so sorry Sir. I tried not to”

He just held me tight as he lay flat on the bed and pulled out.

“Oh god! Don’t pull out, put it back in!”

He stayed quiet and turned me over and got up off the bed. He came back and took and ankle and put something wooly around it, clicking it on and lifted my leg up and hoked it on the headboard beside my hands and repeated it on the other leg too. He moved around and started working my ass again. His fingers and tongue danced around the little hairs in my ass. He kinda mumbled more to himself...

“That’s gotta go”

I started to say something and he stopped me. He moved away and I could hear a bag open and something rattling a little. He got back over me and opened my mouth. Some was put in and a strap was bucked behind my head. Oh shit I had a ball gag on! Then something was fitted over my ears and I couldn’t hear a thing but night time sounds in the woods. I’m in total darkness tied to the bed and I can nether hear nor speak. He started back lightly touching me and eating my hole. In this state you really have no reality of time or much of anything but touch. I’d nearly come out of my skin when he touched me and freak when he’d stop. He fingered my ass for a while going from one to four at a time and alternating back and forth and then he was gone then something rubbed against my needy ass and pulled away. I could feel my ass trying to push out to him, it must have been opened because I felt him blow air into me, causing me to jump again. He rubbed it again and I pushed out and he was balls deep in me. In my head I could hear me scream out but my ears heard nothing. My cock just blew up again and a small load ran down my stomach to my sides. It was a hard plunge but nothing like the near rape the week before. I liked this much better than last time and I loved that. He sawed in and out of me forever it seemed. I’m my over sensitive state I didn’t know anything. I’d kinda flipped into la la land. It felt like I’d been tied up for hours or was it just a little while. I’d already cum three times, my dick was a useless appendage flopping around as he fucked me. Then he gave himself to me, planting his hot molten seed deep in my ass. I couldn’t believe he shot so much, just like that first time the week before. With his cock still pumping cum in my guts he opened the cuffs the held my legs up and the slid down to the bed. Then he pulled something and my hands dropped too. The gag and headphones came away and he kissed me. I held him tight and the reached to remove the blindfold.

“Not yet boy, soon. Just sleep and dream of me”

He moved away and pulled the covers up over me and tucked me in. He left and came back. He lifted my head and gave me a pill and some water, kissed me again and left. I heard the door shut and he was gone. I slipped off the blindfold and drank some more water and I was out. I don’t think I even moved until I awoke a little before ten the next morning. This man was rocking my world. The rest is of the weekend, all I could do was think of him.

Back at Edwards place...

I stated planing my next night with Ryan the day after had him before. He was the sexiest thing on two feet and was so comfortable in his skin. After catching Dean fucking him on a work bench then finding out they are just friends with benefits and finding him on a pick up sight showing pics of guys fucking his sweet ass, I knew he was no prude, nether am I. I did some wild shit in college and had a boy toy that loved the leather scene. He’s the one that talked me into getting the Prince Albert in the first place, I did some pretty fucking kinky shit with him. Probably a little more than I was interested in but it was fun to play and explore. Boys are great but Ryan was all man and he liked being my boy. He’s a little older than me so that adds to it. I like that he’s calling me Sir. I hate the daddy thing. I’m not anyone’s daddy, that’s just strange but I am going to have to train him in control. That boy needs to learn to wait for me, I mean it’s hot and all that I can get him off so easy but holding out would be better. I think he needs a cock cage and I’m going to get him groomed the way I like it. He’ll be happy to do what I tell him. He does everything I tell him at the nursery and is pleased to do it. I’ll send him to Teddy, he’ll clean him up for me. The following week I called Teddy and told him to send a gift certificate for a full grooming to Ryan. I gave him several dates and tIme slots to choose from and told him what I wanted. I’d met Teddy when I moved to town, he cut my hair, I used his men’s only day spa all the time and we had become pretty good friends. He understood I wanted my name left out of everything. That afternoon a delivery guy shows up at the nursery and hands me an envelope with Ryan’s name on it. Next time he walked in I handed it to him.

“Hey boss, this was delivered for you”

“What is it?”

“It’s from a men’s day spa. I know this place, I get my hair cut by the owner. He’s good, you’ll love him”

He opened it and the note I sent with it fell out. He didn’t see, he was reading the certificate.

“Damn, it for a day of grooming at this spa”

“Something fell out, that folded page at your feet”

He stooped and retrieved it and stood as he read my note.

“Boy,

You were fantastic as I knew you would be

If you really want to make me happy, make

an appointment and do as I ask. Have it done by

the weekend. Your training starts soon.

Sir”

He ran to his office and paged Dean who came a running. I was loving this, I saw on his calendar that automatically updated on mine that he took the time slot the next day. Things were falling into place. I’m a very manipulative son of a bitch when I want something and I want him.

In Ryan’s office...

Dean stood reading the note and looking over the certificate.

“What’s he want done? Oh and when did you turn into such a pussy? This telling you to do as he asks bull shit. What the fuck man? I don’t know if this guy is what you need to be messing with. You don’t even know his name, shit, you haven’t even seen his face. This is getting creepy”

“Look, it’s just sex, I’m having some fun. You jealous?”

“Maybe....you haven’t given up any pussy since he started pumping you. Are you done with me?”

“Oh for fuck sake. First time you fucked me I was 18, now I’m 30. What do you think? Don’t be an ass”

“Well, I haven’t had any of your ass in over a week so I was wondering....”

“For crying out loud. You’ve gone longer with out it, it’s just been a while”

“Whatever... What about this guy? How long you gonna let this go on?”

“Don’t ask me shit I don’t know!”

He settled down and I told him all about what Sir did to me. He was lapping it up too. He had a raging hard on and was working it in his shorts until I ran him off. He popped up at my house that night and fucked the shit out of me as I told him about it all over again...horny bastard. I really do love the little fucker...just not that way.

The next day I went in early, even before Edward got in. I had things I needed to do so I didn’t get behind when I went to the spa. Shocked the hell out of him to find me hard at work on some sketches.

“Morning boss, you’re here early. How am I gonna get anything done with you here?”

I looked up and he’s standing in the door with a big basket of muffins. The place smells of warm cinnamon.

“Do you ever sleep? I mean this are still warm, aren’t they? What did ya make this time?”

“Tried a new recipe, tell me what ya think. Pecan cinnamon and orange streusel muffins. Here”

He hands me one and walks out. The aroma fills the room and  I break into it. Damn this guy can bake. Who ever ends up with him is a lucky man. I wish he was in to me....

I run out for a client meeting and then do some ordering form a vender and before I knew it it was time for my haircut. I hop in my truck and head over. The place is really posh, I’d have never thought to come here. I was forever needing a haircut and when I thought about I’d stop by a Supper Cuts or something and just get what ever. Fortunately, I’ve been blessed with thick wavy hair and it usually looked okay. Les always had a perfect cut and alway looked amazing but it was just never my thing. I walked in and a handsome guy greeted me. I gave him my name and he took me to a lounge and got me a sparkling water. A few minutes later this tall willowy blonde walks in. He’s Teddy and he’s a real knock out. He has an iPad with him and is looking at the notes he was given.

“Looks like we have a little work to do, come with me”

He takes me first thing to the salon area and sits me in his chair, draping a cape over me. He’s behind me looking at me in the mirror and running his hands through my hair.

“Fantastic hair. Great bone structure. I was told you were very handsome but that’s an understatement I see”

I kinda laughed and flushed a little.

“Very nice, not full of yourself. Refreshing. Let’s see what I can do to improve this perfection “

Now I really blushed, I couldn’t look him in the eyes. He had his assistant take me to the shampoo chair and this guy gave me the best head message as he worked my head over then lead me back to Teddy. The man flew across my head in a flurry of scissors and clippers and I was left with just a hyper masculine ultra short cut. I’d never worn my this short. I liked it. Then the assistant came back and led me to another room and told to disrobe lay on the table. The room was warm and relaxing and I did as I was told. A big guy with a hard body and shaved head walked in. Dressed in white short shorts and a skin tight tight white T Shirt, he was pretty hot. Teddy came in and told him to take everything and see what size will fit him. He’s getting the Omega model in stainless. I looked at him strangely. I started to ask a question and I was told to relax and lay back. The client left exact instructions for what to do and I wasn’t to get and an opinion. I was given a little pill to relax me and another drink and they pulled a sheet over me and left the room. That’s the last I remember. When I awoke the big bald guy is giving me a full body massage. My body is tingling and warm but somehow cold too. His warm hands are working me over masterfully but what he’s using is both setting me on fire and as cold as ice. My ass and crotch are particularly sensitive and my dick feels odd.

“Welcome back Mr. Nance. You slipped out so easily. Most guys just get really relaxed and doze a little, you slept through everything”

He reached over and flipped a switch then continued the massage. His hands were magical. A tap on the door and Teddy was back. I’m on my stomach and I turn and look up as he comes in.

“Did you enjoy your nap? You look perfect , just beautiful. He’s going to be pleased”

“Who’s gonna be pleased?”

“I believe you call him Sir. Would you like to see our handy work? Tim, help him off the table”

He gets me on my feet and Teddy guided me over to a large mirror and I look at myself. “I really like my hair so short. It’s way different than....what the hell is that? My body hair! Holy shit!”

I couldn’t fathom what I was seeing at first. All my body hair was gone, EVERYTHING! Even my legs and under arms...totally smooth and a silver thing on my cock. It was this little Capsule looking thing with a slit in the end and my public hair was gone too. I reached for it and it was somehow attached and wouldn’t pull off.

“What is this? What have you done to me? Get it off me this minute!”

“Mr. Nance, Sir said you needed to look more like the boy he wants you to be. You look beautiful”

“But what is it and why?” I whimpered

“It’s a cock cage. It’s to control your ability to get hard and cum. It has a lock and he has the key. We’ve removed your hair for a couple of reasons, first to show off your beautiful body. Everything seems so exaggerated like this. It’s not like you had masses of hair this just looks cleaner. Second, he likes his man pussy smooth and slick”

My head snapped around at him. When he said that and my hand reached to feel my ass.

“Yes, we’ve completely waxed the inside your ass. It looks beautiful and feels incredible. Gotta tell you, Tim and I both loved your perfect muscle cunt. It was pretty hard not fucking you as you slept”

I’d already turned around and was inspecting my new hairless hole. I could feel my cock wanting to get hard but it couldn’t. I looked back at them. First thing I noticed was the front of Tim’s shorts. His cock was nearly busting out of the seems, I looked over at Teddy and it was clear his hard cock was crawling down the leg of his jeans.

I slowly straitened upright.

“He told me you’re somewhat of a slut. You’ll let complete strangers fuck you and breed your cunt but you have a hard time keeping your own load. Now if you’ll remember, he said you didn’t get an opinion but I’ll give you one. You see Mr. Nance, we intend to fuck you. You get to chose if you want it from behind or on your back so you can look into our eyes when we breed you. What’s it going to be?”

I got back on the table and pulled my legs back wide. Tim reached over and flipped that switch on the wall again and a few seconds later, the hot looking guy at the front desk that greeted me walked in. Teddy was already out of his jeans and was slipping out of his shirt. He dipped down and took one big sloppy lick at my hole, stood up and started working his thick cock up in me. I took him way easier than I thought and looked surprised.

“Tim’s a master masseuse, he really worked over your hot muscle cunt as you slept”

My cock is restrained inside my new cage and some kind of teeth like spikes are digging into me, keeping enough discomfort that I can’t begin to wanna get hard. Tim is stroking my hair and my chest, he tells me...

“Just concentrate on that cunt boy. The more you keep your mind inside that sweet muscle cunt instead of that useless pecker the more you will love it and the more pleasure you’ll give your man and us too. You’re just a cunt boy, you’ve always been a cunt, you were just out of control”

My eyes are flashing back and forth between him and Teddy. He’s up on the table with me, my legs over his shoulders just hammering away. He groaned out loud and planted his seed in me and I hadn’t cum. The last guy that came in quickly took his place and just rammed in dry, taking my breath away. I never even saw his cock but it was substantial. He was more of the fast jack rabbit kinda fuck and he was soon blowing in me too. Tim’s complimenting me on how well I adapt. He’s speaking to me like I’m a child or a dog needing to be trained. My whole body is on fire and tingling as I lay back on the table waiting for him. I’m resting my legs for a bit.

“Boy, keep that cunt held tight, don’t lose a drop of the seed we are giving you. Good boy, hold on a second”

He’s been over my shoulder this whole time and I haven’t seen anything but his muscular upper body which is like the other two, totally devoid of hair. I couldn’t wait to tell Dean about this. He reaches for a jar on a table and opens it up. I smell something different, he walks around in front of me and both Teddy and the other guy grab an ankle and pull me wide open. I looked down at his cock as he got on top of me. It was as big around as a Coke can and about as blunt too. He took a big glob of that creamy stuff from the jar and stuck it up my ass. In seconds, I was on fire! He looked down at me with a big grin on his face and rammed his big cock in me. I screamed and tried to get away.

“You can do this, boy. Relax, you’re okay”

The pain pasted but my ass, I mean cunt was on fire. What a power fuck, he was pounding up my chute like a freight train before he came in me. He looked down at me and said.

“Hold it in boy. Hold tight”

He got off me and they still held my legs back. He opened a door under the table and pulled out a new butt plug and pushed it in me. They let my legs down and they got dressed as I lay there. The desk guy slipped out leaving me with Teddy and Tim. They cleaned me up and helped me dress. Teddy said....

“Mr. Nance, it was a real pleasure taking care of you today. We’ve tentatively got you on the books in two weeks for a touch up but as you’re not particularly hairy it might be okay to wait until your haircut in a month. We can play it by ear. I’ve put together a little bag of items so you don’t get razor rash and some moisturizing cream I suggest you use to keep it soft. Do you have any questions?”

“Just one. Do you do this to all your clients?”

“Oh no. This was something special for a VIP client. I hope you’re happy with our services”

“Best damn haircut I ever had!”

I reached for my wallet to give them a tip and Teddy stopped me.

“Not necessary, thank you Mr. Nance, we’ve been well taken care of”

“Yeah, me too. You can drop the Mr. Nance stuff. I guess when you’ve just waxed my ass I mean cunt and fucked the hell out of me, you can call me Ryan. Tim, feel free to call me Boy”

I laughed and hugged them both. They walked me up front and I was introduced to Beau. I thanked and hugged him too. I got out to my truck and called Dean. I told him we needed to talk and we were going for a drink as soon as we got off. He agreed and I headed back to the nursery. Soon as I walked in, everyone was going on about my new look. Even Les came out to see what the hub bub was about.

“Wow! You look fantastic, Edward, did you see Ryan’s new look?”

He was rounding the corner just as she said that and he came up short.

“Wow, so handsome. Looking good boss”

I grinned, thanked him and headed to meet with another vendor. As I was walking back to the conference room my phone binged. I pulled it up. A blind text with no number. I normally don’t look at those but I did this time.

“I hear you were a good boy. Send selfie. I need to see”

“Yes Sir”

And sent it

“Very good

See you at 10

Leave in plug

Be ready”

“Yes Sir”

I’m standing in the hall in a fog. That fucking cage is biting into my dick and someone clears their throat. I snap out of it and I see Edwards head sticking out of the conference room door.

“You coming boss?”

He smiles sweetly and ducks back in. I like how he’s calls me boss lately. 

Except for driving, I didn’t sit down the rest of the day. I was as twitchy as cat on a hot tin roof. That thing on my cock and the other one up my ass. I was a mass of energy. Every time I looked up Edward had a big smile on his face. When I asked him about it he just said he was in a really good mood. The man is a total mystery to me. I cannot figure him out. After I got done for the day, I was headed to Ricks to meet Dean. I couldn’t wait to tell him everything. His ass was barely in a seat when I started telling him everything. He was bug eyed as I talked.

“You’re telling me you got three loads of cum up that ass even as we speak and a fucking butt plug is holding all in?!?!”

I nodded my head like a little kid. He got up and grabbed my hand, practically dragging me to the men’s room. He opens the big handicap stall and pushes me in.

“Strip bitch. I wanna see everything”

I was more than happy to show him. I stripped off my shirt and punched my jeans down to my boots an held up my arms and turned around.

“Fuckin hell you look hot! Let me fuck you real fast. I love your smooth hard ass. Fuck you’re as smooth as glass. Why didn’t we ever think of this. God Damn you’re hot”

He pulled the plug out and slipped right in. God how I loved his fat cock. He’s banging the hell out of me but it didn’t take long before he latched on to my hips and bread my cunt. He pulled out and pushed my plug back in and we went back for another drink. We talked at length about Sir. It still bothered him we didn’t know who this guy was. Him way more than me. He was also wild about my cage. He said he liked me locked up. I was sorta getting used to the idea. I needed to talk to Sir about it first. I mentioned that I was seeing Sir that night. Well, he would be seeing me, I’d be blindfolded. I didn’t care I was fucking hooked on the fantasy and wanted to please him. As we were talking, I had to stand. I still wasn’t adjusting to that thing up me, it was bigger than the one Dean had been using on me, anyway as we were talking, this cute little twink walked up and batted his baby blues at me and put his hand on mine...

“Hey daddy. You’re a big one. I’d love to climb your tree”

Dean and I start laughing our ass off. I slipped an arm around him and pulled him in close. Pecked him on the cheek and told him...

“You’re very cute and it’s sweet of you but you’re barking up the wrong tree. You see baby boy, I’m probably a bigger bottom than you are. I gotta butt plug up my ass holding in loads of the four guys that fucked me today. You might might have a chance if you wanna add the fifth one. Whadya think baby? Wanna fuck me”

I thought his jaw was gonna fall off. He looked at Deans laughing face...

“He’s pulling my leg”

“Nope, I gave him load four. He’s serious if you want to fuck him”

The guy went beet red and stammered something and left. We saw him across the bar tell his little friend what we said. We held up our drinks in a toast to them and waved.  They looked mortified. What did we care. I get tired of these boys assuming I’m gonna do um. I had to run. Had a few things to do so we hugged and I headed out. But Dean had other ideas...

Dean on steak out

This whole thing is fishy to me. I’ve been working my brain on overtime trying to figure out who it is. Ryan’s no help at all. Who the hell could it be. A customer, vendor, suppler, who? From the little bit of a description he gave me, I can’t find anyone that fits that type. So when he’s telling me about the guy coming over that night, I knew what to do. The place two doors down is vacant and no ones ever around. I could park down there on the side of the house out of site and go camp out in the bushes and see who turns up. First of all I’m curious as hell to know who it is. Secondly I need to make sure it’s not someone we need to be wary of. I’ve never forgive myself if something happened to him. I love him like family, hell I like him better than my own brother. I just got to be sure he’s okay. About 9:30 I parked my truck out of site and waited. When the time got closer I creeped over into the bushes in plain site of the door. A dark colored Mercedes SUV pulled up and I held still. You can only imagine my shock and surprise when Edward got out of the car, walked up to the house and let himself in. Quiet reserved Edward, the one that baked cookies and scones for everyone! He’s the power top that’s fucking the shit out of my best friend? Talk about a shocker, we just knew he had to be a bottom. I gotta figure this one out but I’m gonna confront him. This could be a blast. I just walked back to the truck and went home. I’m gonna be in the office when he walks in tomorrow.

That morning my ass was up and at um and I was sitting in the office when Edward walked in.

“Good morning Sir”

“Hey! You scared the hell out of me. What brings you in so early?”

“Well, SIR, I’m here to chat with you”

“What’s with all the Sir stuff. You never call me that”

“I thought that’s what you like to be called or is that only by Ryan?”

He turned and looked at me so calmly.

“So you found me out. I’m guessing you’ve told him then”

“Oh hell know. That’s your job, not mine. I wanna see how this plays out”

“So what was the point?“

“Dude, he’s my best friend. I love that man, he’s family to me. I needed to know he wasn’t in danger. He’s easily swayed by a big cock. By the way, that’s some prime meat ya got swingin. Impressive, you should do porn”

Thanks, I have”

I laughed at that.

“You should know he’s got a little crush on you but he thinks you’re a bottom. He’d never make a move on you no matter how much he’s drawn to you. Made that mistake before. Didn’t end well, he was pretty hurt. He’s a little guarded in matters of the heart. He may be a big ole slut but he’d rather be one mans slut. If you’re just playing with him, make sure he knows that. I kinda think you want him for more than a play thing. I know he’s loving all this and you’re driving him crazy just don’t go to far”

“After last night, I was thinking of telling him this weekend. It just got kinda wild because he didn’t know it was me on Grindr. He wanted the leather man fantasy because of a pic he saw”

“He showed me. Like I said., impressive”

“I don’t know what to tell you. He knocked my socks off the first time I saw him. Funny he thought I was a bottom, I thought he was a top”

“Yeah, I get it all the time too. Just cuz I’m short”

“Did you ever?”

When I was younger. All I ever did until I fucked a guy the first time. Liked it so much better. Never did it again. You?”

“Once. Hated it, never again. I guess we got a lot in common”

“Sounds like. That and fucking Ryan”

“We’re you guys ever a couple?”

“No, never. Started off roommates and about a month or so later I was fucking him all the time and we just because good friends. Best ass around”

“Wait until you see what I did to him”

“Saw it after work yesterday. He couldn’t wait to show me. He’s like a kid with a new toy. You fucked him with my cum in a that sweet smooth muscle cunt. You gonna ever let me have him after you make him your man?

“Probably, be intersting to share him with you soon”

“I’ve pimped his ass out before and joined in. Don’t see why not. Got something in mind?”

“We could fuck him together before I tell him it’s me. Like Friday night and I tell him on Saturday. Could be fun”

“You know, when you started I couldn’t get you figured out. We may be more alike than not. This looks like the beginning of a great friendship”

“Let’s do lunch today. Everyone will be showing up soon and I’m not ready to let our boy in on anything just yet”

When we sat down for lunch, plans began to take shape for the weekend.

The night before at Ryan’s...

I was so excited when I got that text from Sir. I couldn’t wait for him to see what he had done to me. I’d pretty much been on edge all day. It’s like my senses have been heightened. I guess because I couldn’t get hard with my junk all locked down, everything made me bristle with excitement. My nipples had been on high alert and like pointed  bullets under my shirt. And that’s another thing, my shirt was rubbing them raw. One of the guys brushed past me scraping my right nipple, I nearly jumped out of my skin. Also, what ever it was that Tim fucked me with was still tingling inside me and that was making me crazy. I couldn’t wait until 10:00 so Sir could fuck me.

I’d never been a real hairy guy, had a decent dusting across my chest and a nice happy trail with peach fuzz on my ass, legs and arms, but I was as slick and smooth as a new born baby. My clothes felt so different on my skin, even air conditioning felt more intense. The way my ass cheeks slipped around as I walked, it was so damn bazaar feeling. Dean just loved the look, he thought I looked hot as hell. The only thing I was unsure about was the cock cage. When I got back to the office I looked them up online. I’m gonna have to sit to fucking piss! He’d kind of emasculated me a little bit but no one could tell. I must have been on auto pilot because I don’t remember doing a damn thing all afternoon but I know I did. That night when I got home, I jumped in the shower and cleaned up. He didn’t want me to remove the butt plug and I was just dying to. He wanted me standing naked and blindfolded at the foot of my bed. I could hear him walking back to my room and I was shivering with excitement. He was in the room, I could hear him breathing as he looked at me. My hands were clasped in front of my locked up cock. He moved my hands away. All of a sudden I broke out in a sweat. I was suddenly ashamed for him to look at me. I felt like a loser because he had to lock me down, I couldn’t control myself so he had to do it for me. My hands kept creeping towards my cock and he’d stop me. How did I go from totally turned on to completely humiliated? I’m kinda shaking and feeling foolish. He hardly ever talks when we’re together but he saw my distress...

“Tell me Boy. What’s wrong?”

After the rollercoaster of emotions and senses I’d been through all day, I started to break. I even started to hyperventilate. He sat me down on the bed and pushed my head between my legs and told me to breathe slowly and relax. I calmed down and then I felt even more embarrassed. I unloaded and told him what was spinning me out of my mind.

“Ryan. You’ve got nothing to be ashamed of. You’re a smart, handsome, strong and capable man, nothing about that has changed. We’ve been having a fantastic time here and it doesn’t have to stop unless you want it to. I’m just helping you get control and adjust your mind and body so it’s better for you and me. You’re far from a loser, if you were, I wouldn’t be here”

He lay me down on the bed and took me in his arms and I melted into him. I love the feel of his ripped hard lean body against mine. At some point he reached down and pulled the plug from my hole. I felt wetness seeping from my opening. Before I could close up, he slipped his huge cock inside me. He was so gentle and kind, so tender and soothing. This wasn’t going to be like usual. For the first time, he made love to me. His sweet passionate love making was so comforting and sensual. He kept me in the little spoon position for a long time. Well after he’d cum in me, he just kept me that way and I slipped into a deep sleep. When I finally opened my eyes, the blindfold was laying on the bedside table and he was gone. It was early in the morning and the sun wasn’t even peaking out yet. I rehashed the night over and over in my head. It was to most Sir had ever talked to me and there was a familiarity to his voice, he even called me by my name. I couldn’t put a finger on it but I knew this man, but how? Now I’m wondering where this is going. This man has a hold on me and I’m thinking it’s way more than sexual too. He cares about me. He proved that last night when I broke down.

I think the time has come.

Decision time

I made a batch of the muffins Ryan likes and I’d even found some great mandarin orange tea for him. I mixed it up a lot in what I made for everyone but I knew what he liked best so he got special things a lot. I liked making him happy, in bed or just in general. That night together was wonderful. I almost revealed myself to him, I want to so bad. Dean’s right, I can’t keep him in the dark any longer. I may have already gone too far, seeing him so upset nearly broke me too. Just one more fling of my mystery man persona and I tell him everything. Oh wow, I’m coming out of the closet in a way. I hope this doesn’t backfire. If this doesn’t go well, I could lose everything.

At the appointed time, Dean and I pull up to Ryan’s and like a good boy, he was waiting for me in the bedroom. I had Dean out in the living room as I got him ready. This time I just had him in the ear phones and mask. As soon as I was sure he couldn’t see or hear I had Dean come in. Dean flipped on the lights and set up a camera on a tripod. He had one of those Go Pro cams in his and and it could attach to anything. He even turned on the bedside lamps so the lighting was better. Ryan is standing like a beautiful statue wondering what the hell is happening. Nether of us is touching him. When it was all set up, I pushed him down in the floor on his knees before me and had him sucking my cock. This time I let him use his hands on me. He’s running his strong calloused hands all over me. He was like a starving child and my cock offered the sector of the gods. His hands reach back and grabbed my hard firm ass and is slamming me into his face. Literally slam fucking his own throat with my cock. Slobber and throat slime is going all over the place.

“He’s always been a fantastic cock sucker and Ive seen him take some big cock but son of a bitch he crazy for yours”

“Yeah, I think he may be the best I’ve ever had”

“Damn, look at him go”

“It’s the combination of taking away his other since’s and the cage. He’s working harder to please me”

Ryan’s going ape shit on me but I want other things before he gets my load. Dean is walking around us getting closeups and focusing in on his wild face. When I push him off my cock, he kinda panics. I get him up and on the bed and he instantly throws his legs up he yells at me...

“FUCK ME SIR”

We couldn’t help it, we busted out laughing. I slid a couple of fingers up him and looked over at Dean.

“He’s got no idea how loud he is because of those noise canceling earphones”

“Just fuck him and put him out of his misery. Always was cock hungry”

“Did you get that hot lube from the spa? Teddy said it really lit up his world”

He handed it to me and I slid my fingers out. Dean said...

“Look at his cage, he’s leaking precum. Fuck, he wired up”

I coated my cock and the sensations took a hold of me. I liked using this stuff sometimes. I lined my cock up to his hot looking muscle cunt and jammed in to the hilt. Now he was really yelling loud.

“OH GOD! FUCK ME SIR, FUCK ME HARD!”

I give him about a five count to get used to it and then I started fucking him hard. Best fucking ass I’d ever fucked. His body was amazing, he was covered in sweat and he shined in the bright light. Thick slime leaked from his cage and he was working his own nipples like he was possessed. I reached down and knocked his hands away as I hammered his cunt. I kept at it for a long time and then just jerked out of him, leaving that cunt wide open. He’s still gripping his own legs back. For such a big man he’s really limber. He’s got no problem throwing those legs over his head. The perfect bottom boy. I stand looking down at him a second then I let him know to stand up. This is the part where I bring Dean in. I pulled him to his feet and sat back on the bed. I turned him to face away from me and pulled him back to ride my cock. I lay back and lay him down on me. He working that cunt like a high end whore. I got his legs pulled up and Dean walked between our wide spread legs and started pushing his cock in on top of mine. Ryan jumped like we’d hooked jumper cables up to his balls.

“Oh shit!”

He yells out in surprise, discovering for the first time they were not alone. According to Dean, this wasn’t the first time Ryan had been double fucked. That cherry was popped back when they were in school together. When he and Dean had lunch the other day, he filled him in on what an insatiable bottom Ryan was. He loved cock up his ass and the more he got the more he wanted. He’d even considered going into porn, he thought it was the perfect job for him. Getting paid to let guys fuck him and to be seen doing it would be a fantasy job in his twisted mind back then. Dean used to get up gangbangs for him. Wasn’t hard, guys all over campus loved the idea of banging this big hot uber masculine guy. He didn’t even appear to be gay and he was a total power bottom. If he hadn’t had this fantastic family and a good career that he already loved waiting for him, he’d a done it. He wasn’t as wild now as he was in school, he’d really toned down the wild Sex-Capades of his crazy youth but he was still the power bottom and that turned me on like nothing else. So planning this little three way was easy. Man I love fucking this man. Dean was right, he had the best ass and look at him, the man was a god. When Dean rammed his cock in with mine, Ryan’s reaction was fantastic. He latched on to his arms and pulled him in. Dean was slamming his cock into him so hard and the feeling was amazing. The flared head of his cock seemed to get really hard and was rubbing across mine getting me close. I didn’t know how long I could last like that, I was on the verge of blowing my load. I could see from the look on his face he was nearly there too. I told him...

“Fuck that cunt man, breed him. I wanna feel you shoot in him”

He couldn’t say anything intelligible but I new he was close and Ryan could feel it, I was sure of it. He started begging for it...

“Breed my cunt! Oh please, give it to me, knock me up!”

That’s it, I could feel it shoot inside, covering my cock in his load. He just dropped on to Ryan’s heaving body, crushing me below. It felt incredible but it was getting hard to breath comfortably.

“Dean, that was hot but you’re killing me here”

“Oh shit, sorry”

He pulls up and out of Ryan and I’m relieved. I push Ryan off me too and roll him over. I pull him up on his knees and start hammering away at his ass. Deans filming us again and he gets in front of Ryan and sticks his cum covered cock in his mouth to be cleaned up. He’s in piggy bottom heaven. It wasn’t long and I was breeding him too. I told Dean to take shots of his cunt when I pulled out. He scrambled into position and I pulled out real fast, leaving him gaping wide open and leaking cum. His slick smooth cunt looked amazing like this. I slapped him hard on the ass and lifted the side of the earphones...

“Take a break or a little nap. Be back soon. Don’t leave this room, don’t take anything of, hear be boy?”

He was laid out flat on the bed then he just curled up in a fetal position, cum leaking from his cunt. God he looked hot. We left the room, shutting the door and let him rest. Hell we needed a fucking break after that. We sat in the kitchen cooling off and drinking. We talked about everything and how I was going to tell him. After a bit we had our second wind and went back and took turns fucking the hell out of him. Some time in the night I realize he’s completely worn out. Dean went home and I turned out all the lights and even closed the blinds so the room was supper dark. I got in bed and pulled the covers over us and stroked his tired body until he was asleep. I removed his mask and headset and he never budged. I lay beside him and hoped for the best. He would know everything in the morning. I didn’t really sleep much, I drifted a bit and if he’s tired I was wide awake. Please God, let this go okay. Finally I dove off close to six that morning. I must have crashed hard. I never herd him get up or open the blinds or even him going to pee and shower. I slept until nearly half past nine when my bladder kicked in and I had to pee like crazy. My eyes popped open, I was a bit disoriented waking someplace not my own. He’s sitting up in bed against the headboard propped on pillows looking like the god he is.

I woke in total darkness, my bedroom was never blacked out unless I needed to nap in the day so it kinda threw me a second. I could hear him breathing beside me. He didn’t leave this time. I was a little hesitant to turn on my bedside lamp to see him the first time. I sucked it up and flipped on the light. Holy shit, it’s Edward! My sweet and quiet office manager that make muffins and scones! He’s Sir? I’m shocked and pleased. I’d been attracted to him since he interviewed with me months ago. Instantly my o fucking cock wants to get hard again, damn this fucking cage! I’d gotten adjusted to it but I really needed that thing off. If for no other reason, I missed peeing standing up. Speaking off... I slipped quietly out of bed and went to pee and shower, I was covered in dried cum and I was kinda ripe. I brushed my teeth and fixed my hair and propped myself up in the bed and waited. When he finally stirred, he looked around kinda lost and his eyes found me. My calm demeanor said nothing of how I was feeling.

“Good morning Sir. Did you sleep well?”

“Morning Ryan, how are you doing?”

“What, no more Boy”

I said dryly.

“Hold on, I gotta take care of business first”

He slipped out from under the covers, grabbed his glasses and walked across the room to to the bathroom. It wasn’t a fantasy, his body is amazing. Not a trace of fat not a blemish. it wasn’t a dream, what a beautiful body. I can hear him pissing and the sink turn on. He’s washing his face I think. He reappears in the door and walks back over to me. Fucking hell, the front is even better than the back! Jesus he’s beautiful! I keep a calm face as he sits on the edge of the bed looking at me, waiting...

“Will you get this fucking thing off me now?”

I spread my legs, indicating the cock cage. He gets up and runs to his jeans and digs in the pocket. Not finding it he try’s the other one. He pulls it out and runs back to me. He’s kneeling between my legs and unlocks it. He gently removes it and it looks like some kind of deformed blob. He leans back and looks at me.

“You’re pissed at me. I understand, I’ll get out”

“Stop!”

I reach his wrist and he looked at me confused.

“You’re not going anywhere! I haven’t cum in days damn it. I’ll be pissed as hell if you don’t get me off after all this. You’ve got some serious fucking to do”

I grinned at him and pulled him in for a kiss. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight. I wasn’t letting hm ever get away.

“I never in a million years dreamed it could be you and I couldn’t be happier”

“I understand you thought I was a big ole bottom”

“My bestie has a big mouth. Oh and I know know he was the third last night”

“How did you figure that out?”

“He’s been fucking me since I was 18, I know that cock, that body and his smell. With him joining us last night, I was even more confused as to who you were. You know Les said you were into me months ago. The muffins gave you away”

“Speaking of muffins, I’m starving. I’d kill for some eggs and bacon. What do ya say, eat first fuck later?”

I sent him to the shower, stripped the bed and started the wash. Then I called that little shit best friend.

“Listen you little fucker. You’re buying breakfast at Market Diner. Get your ass moving, Edward’s in the shower now. Hop to it”

And hung up. I got dressed and he was soon ready. We walked out to his SUV and I gave directions. Dean was already seated when we arrived and he had a shit eating grin on his face.

“You little bastard. How long have you known? Talk bitch”

Between the two of them, I got the whole story over breakfast we were laughing and talking and having a grand old time.

As time went on, Edward and I became a couple. With in a year we were living together in my place. We became good friends with Teddy and his boyfriend Mike, also,  Beau and Dean met and started dating. Beau wasn’t a total bottom but he damn sure wasn’t fucking Dean and Tim was always dating someone new. He still calls me boy and fucks the shit out of me every time I come in. Im still keeping it smooth for my man. A year later I asked Edward to marry me and make an honest woman out of me. He laughed and said it would never happen but he’d still marry me. We had a joint bachelor party, Dean and Teddy through it for us. What it really was, was a fucking orgy with go go boys and dick dancers out at Teddy’s lake house so no witnesses to see or hear. Life with Edward is fantastic. We have some wild times together, he sometimes likes to take me to leather bars in a harness, dog collar and leash and pimp me out. Mostly we're home bodies, we work a lot and have built the business even bigger. We’re very involved in the community and do a lotta charity work. Mostly just a modern day successful gay couple with very few hang ups. He still turns me on and he’s still spoiling me with baked goods. Needless to say I keep that gym membership renewed, don’t wanna get fat on him...

In case you’re wondering, Dean is still fucking me all the time, hell all our friends do. A dinner party at our house usually ends up naked in the middle of the floor, swooping partners and having a blast. We figure as long as people find us desirable, we will keep it up. I retain the title of biggest bottom/cumdump. I ware it well

Life is good