The Bet

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Still in lock-down, and still looking to find something to relieve the boredom. Well, I hope this may fill the bill, so to speak.

The bet that should never have been made

Tom, Shane, Nick, and Bill are best friends and have been friends ever since Prep, where they met each other for the first time. As soon as they arrived at school the first thing they did, each day, was to find each other on the playground, then they were inseparable for the rest of the day. They were the best of friends all through primary school, they spent the whole day together, both during and after school, they played with each other, helped each other with their homework. They slept over at each other’s houses on the weekend; the boys were inseparable. The friendship continued through high school; they all lost their virginity around the same time, almost to the same girl, which the boys laughed about when they found out. They even went back and asked her how the others measured up, not that the boys hadn’t seen each other naked, sleeping in the same room during sleepovers, it was inevitable that they would see each other naked. Even when the boys experimented with sleeping naked, the rest of the group thought nothing of it, even if they were the one sharing a bed with the naked friend. When the boys hit puberty, while they still saw each other naked occasionally it wasn’t the carefree nudity that they’d shared as children.

The boys all went off to Uni together, and their parents even rented them a house so that they could all remain together, and although the boys weren’t super house proud, they kept the house reasonably clean. It helped that their parents all had a set of keys, and their mothers would just drop in unannounced to check up on them. All the boys were sexually active, and there was a steady stream of women passing in and out of the front door, the house was quite large with four bedrooms, so the boys could bring someone home and know they would have the privacy of their own room. None of the boys had a serious girlfriend, but at their ages, no one was really worried.

When the boys graduated, they all moved into good-paying jobs Tom and Shane were junior executive types and worked in offices in the City, Bill was a storeman for a large company of a chain of stores, while Nick was starting up his own business. They all worked out at the gym, even Nick, who ran a gardening/paving/home renovation business, so they were all very fit, and their bodies reflected that. They were all very trim and taut with excellent muscle definition. Life was pretty good for the four friends when they all started working, their parents stopped paying the lease on the house, and the boys took it over. While they partied a bit harder than they did in Uni, they still had quiet nights at home, but they were more by accident than design, and it was during the quiet nights at home that the boys decided to play poker. They’d all learnt to play during Uni, and while they didn’t gamble much outside the house, inside was different, someone suggested it, it doesn’t matter too much who, but everyone agreed. So, the high rollers bet a whole dollar a hand, or if the night was going well, they upped the bet to two whole dollars, and so the life the boys rolled on, unchanging, that is until one fateful night.

The boys found themselves all at home on a Friday night, so naturally, they pulled out the pack of cards, but as the night turned into the wee small hours, one of the boys, and it doesn’t matter which one, decided that they should up the bets to five dollars. All the boys, being successful in their chosen fields readily agreed, but as it got earlier in the morning, the bets were slowly rising, until they were now betting fifty dollars a hand. All the boys went out and hit the local ATM and cashed-up as they were all having such a great time. Until, unfortunately, Nick ran out of ready cash, even though he went out and tried to hit the ATM again, he’d reached his limit and had to return home empty-handed.

The boys were all feeling a bit disappointed as they were having such a great night, when Nick was hit with a bolt of inspiration, “Hey Shane…”

“Yeah, what?” Shane asked. Now Shane had climbed further up the corporate ladder than Tom and was better off financially, not only of Tom but all the boys, although he didn’t flaunt his wealth, he was able to lease a Merc and wear tailored suits.

“Um, can I borrow some money?” Nick asked.

“Sure,” Shane replied, “how much do you want?”

“Can you lend me a grand?”

“Sure! No probs.”

So, Nick grabbed a pad and tore off a strip of paper and wrote fifty dollars on it every time he had to ‘borrow’ from Shane, and when Nick went through his first grand Shane let him up it to two. By now the bets had risen to the princely sum, well for the boys anyway, of one hundred dollars a throw. Until as the sun was just showing around the blinds, Nick was into Shane for two and half grand, both boys said it was fine as they both knew Nick was able to pay, but whether it was the fact that they had all been up for almost twenty-four hours. Or the fact that they had consumed copious amounts of alcohol having made several trips to the local bottle shop themselves, and then getting the bottle shop to deliver when the boys had decided they’d had too much to drink. But with the combination hanging over all the boys, Nick turned to Shane and slurred, “what about one bet to clear my debt?”

“What’d you have in mind?” Shane asked.

“Um, I don’t know,” Nick replied, “Oh, how about the man with the biggest cock wins.”

Now all the boys had seen each other naked a lot, but none of them could agree on whose cock was bigger, being boys they all threw their names in the ring as being the owner of the bigger cock whenever the debate reared its ugly head. “This is crap,” Shane said eventually after the argument had gone round and round in circles so much so that the boys were getting dizzy. Looking over at Tom and Bill, Shane slurred “one of youse get a ruler. Let’s settle this once and for all. But,” he asked turning to look at Nick, “what are the terms?”

“Hey, what,” Nick asked.

“The terms,” Shane slurred, “what are the terms of the bet?”

“Oh,” Nick replied as he realised what Shane was talking about, “Hmm,” he thought, “if I have the bigger cock, then you cancel my debt and come and work for me every Saturday for a whole year.”

“Oooh,” Tom and Bill chorused together.

“And what do I get if I win?” Shane asked.

“Um, ooh, I know,” Tom butted in, “what if Nick pays you back the debt he owes and has to be your houseboy for a whole year?”

“A ‘houseboy’?” Shane asked, “what the hell is that?”

‘You know, someone to clean up after you. Like a maid or something,” Tom said.

All the boys thought about it for a bit and joked about all the things that Shane could get Nick to do, they all laughed it up suggesting stupid things like him having to make Shanes’ bed, to cleaning up his room, or the house someone suggested. Not being one hundred per cent certain as to who actually wrote it up, eventually sitting on the table in front of the four boys was a contract. Which stated that the loser of the bet had to be the winner’s houseboy, or yard assistant, for a period no shorter than twelve months. There was space at the bottom of the contract for the winner to write their name and sign as well as space for the loser to write their name and sign. There was also space for Tom and Bill to write their names and sign as witnesses, and both witnesses would be the holder, and the enforcers, of the contract. When everything was ready, there was nothing left to do but ‘put their money where their mouths were’ so to speak. So, Nick stood up, thinking this was going to be the easiest bet he’d win all night, as he fished his cock out of his pants.

All the boys oohed and aahed when they saw Nick’s cock snake out of his pants, Tom was just about to reach for it, when he was stopped by Bill, as it seemed as though both boys were going to take their roles as judges very seriously. “You can’t measure it very well like that, now, can you? Drop your pants,” he said to Nick, “and your jocks or boxers, we want an accurate measurement here.” Tom nodded in agreement, and Nick not being shy in front of his friends, dropped his jeans and pushed his boxers down to his knees, and if anything, it made his cock look even bigger, mainly because his big bush of pubic hair surrounded the base of his cock. Nick smiled when he heard the boy’s intake of breath in appreciation, and not being shy either Tom picked up Nick’s cock and measured it with the ruler, and all the boys oohed and ahhed in appreciation when Tom announced it to be a whopping eight inches in length. Nick pulled up his pants, and it was now Shane’s turn, and without having to be told, he undid his trousers and pushed them and his jocks to his knees. Tom moved over and picked up Shane’s cock and measured it with the ruler. When he was sure, Tom announced to the room that Shane’s cock was almost nine inches.

All the boys cracked up and congratulated Shane, Tom and Bill, not wanting to be left out dropped their pants and undies and measured their cocks as well, but Shane was still the winner as they came in at six and a half inches for Tom and five inches for Bill. After they’d put their cocks away they all sat down at the table, and Shane picked up the pen and held it out to Nick, “I’m happy if you want to just pay the debt off,” Shane began, “but if you chose to sign, then your ass belongs to me, and I can do whatever I want with you for a whole year. That’s anything I want to do with you or too you, and you can’t say anything to anyone, nor can you refuse to do whatever I want you to do. Tom and Bill will be the adjudicators, if you think something is unfair, or not in the spirit of you being a houseboy, you can complain to them, BUT, their decision will be final. Do you agree...?”

Without saying anything, Nick took the offered pen and wrote and signed his name in the appropriate place, and then gave the pen back to Shane, who took the offered pen and wrote his name and signed in the appropriate place. Nick took the pen back and held it out for Tom and Bill who signed in their appropriate places, Bill looked at Nick meaningfully and asked him if he was really sure that this is what he wants to do. Nick nodded, and Bill signed in his allotted spot.

The boys just sat there looking at the piece of paper that carried all their names and signatures, until Shane shook himself and asked if they were up for another hand, which seemed to break the tension in the air. Tom picked up the cards, and after shuffling them he started to deal out the next hand, when he put a card in front of Nick, Shane’s hand fell on top of it heavily, “what are you doing?” he asked Tom.

“I’m dealing out the next hand like you asked, why?”

“I don’t think ‘house bois’ can play cards with us,” Shane said, looking meaningfully at them all each in turn, “now can they?” Allowing his eyes to come to rest on Nick.

“No,” Tom said as he reached out and picked up Nick’s only card and returned it to the pack, “I don’t suppose he can.”

“In fact,” Shane continued, “I don’t think ‘house bois’ can sit at the table with us either, do you?” he asked, looking at Tom and Bill.

Without anyone saying anything, Nick stood up and started to go to his room,” where do you think you’re going?” Shane’s question stopped Nick in his tracks, “did I give you permission to leave?”

Nick was going to say something when he stopped himself and just stood there after having just let out a long sigh, “No,” he replied.

“No, what?” Shane asked.

“Um, no, you didn’t give me permission to go to my room?” Nick offered.

“That’s ‘no, you didn’t give me permission to go to my room, SIR’ from now on,” Shane retorted, “go and stand in the corner,” Shane continued. And after thinking about it for about thirty seconds, Nick went and stood in the corner looking at the guys around the table, “No,” Shane said, “I don’t want to see you looking at us, turn and face the wall. Oh, and while you’re at it strip…”

“What, naked,” Nick blurted out.

“What do you guys think,” Shane asked as he turned and looked at Bill and Tom. Both Bill and Tom looked at each other and shrugging agreed with Shane, but Bill made one stipulation, and that was that Nick could keep his boxers on. Shane thought about it and agreed. So, Nick stripped down to his boxers and stood in the corner facing the wall. “Put your hands behind your neck and interlace your fingers,” Shane instructed Nick, and when Nick complied, he said, “now I want your feet to be shoulder-width apart. Now, whenever you’re not doing something for one of us, or any chores we set for you around the house, this is how I expect you to stand, understand?” When Nick complied, and without waiting for an answer, the other boys turned their attention back to their game and played for another couple of hours before they decided finally to call it a night. Still, when Bill and Tom started to clear the table, Shane stopped them and explained to the boys that they didn’t have to clean up after themselves, not now that they have a houseboy. So, smiling at each other, the two boys left the table and started to head out of the room, that was until Shane called them back.

“Boys, I’m pretty tired too, but we do have a houseboy to punish…”

“What,” a somewhat surprised Tom and Bill said in chorus.

“Well, he did try to leave the room without permission, and he didn’t address me correctly as ‘Sir’, now did he?”

Tom and Bill looked at each other and agreed with Shane, and Shane offered them the chance to stay and watch the punishment if they wanted too, with that both boys pulled their chairs away from the table and sat down looking at Shane. Shane pulled his chair away from the table and sitting down told Nick to come and lay over his knee for a spanking. With a sigh of resignation, Nick turned around and headed for Shane’s lap. “Lose the boxers,” Shane said, “I’m pretty sure that houseboys don’t wear boxers in front of their ‘masters’, now do they?” Shane finished, and without thinking about it too much, Nick pushed his boxers to the floor and stepped out of them.

Now the three seated boys got to watch Nick’s cock being pushed around by his thighs and wobble about as he walked over to Shane and laid himself over Shane’s knee. Before he could make himself, comfortable Shane hit Nicks’ left buttock as hard as he could, the sound of which made the other two seated boys jump slightly, and made Nick curse. Shane told him that he would have to be punished for that as well, and with that, he laid into Nick’s upturned naked arse. By the time he was finished, Nick’s arse was very red and even purple in places, and very sore. Nick also became aware of the fact, when he could stop concentrating on his burning, aching arse that is, that he had a hard-on and, Nick realised, that Shane must be able to feel it. Although he prayed fervently that Shane couldn’t feel his erection, as he didn’t want any attention drawn to it, nor did he want to be punished for that as well, but his prayer was in vain.

When Shane finally stopped spanking Nick’s arse, he reached between Nick’s thighs and pulled his erect cock back through Nick’s thighs for Bill and Tom to see and marvel at. “Fuck,” Tom exclaimed, “he must have liked it. A lot,” he said as he couldn’t tear his eyes off Nick’s mammoth cock, and was glad they hadn’t measured it erect as Nick would have won the bet hands down Tom though. Nick, meanwhile was crying his eyes out, complete with loads of snot running from his nose. Now Shane was making cooing and shushing sounds to Nick as he ran his hand lightly over Nicks’ bruised and battered arse, feeling the muscles spasming involuntary, and occasionally he even included stroking Nick’s cock and low hanging balls. It was this that helped Nick calm down more than anything, and when Shane tried to push some of his fingers into Nicks’’ mouth, Nick accepted them and suckled on them like a babe. Until Shane removed his wet fingers from Nick’s mouth and using one finger, he probed between Nick’s meaty globes of his bubble butt, until he found Nick’s anus. Shane began running his finger around the edge of Nick’s anus, and by now both Tom and Bill were both sporting erections which they adjusted themselves both non-too self-consciously, as they continued to watch the show.

Shane, meanwhile, was running his finger around the inside edge of Nick’s anus and was just about to give up when he felt his finger overcome Nick’s sphincter and he felt his finger slide inside Nick’s anus. Nick let out a moan as soon as he felt his sphincter breached and felt Shane’s finger entering his most private part. “What?” the two boys that formed the audience of this very private show asked, “what happened?”

“My finger’s just entered his arse, and fuck it’s so tight.”

“Fuck, he’s so fuckin’ hairy we can’t see a fuckin’ thing,” Bill exclaimed.

“What?” Shane asked. “He’s fuckin’ arse is so fuckin’ hairy we can’t see anything,” Bill replied, and Tom agreed. “Well, we’ll have to do something about that then won’t we?” With that, he pulled his finger out of Nick’s anus, he then slapped Nick hard on the arse, hard enough to make Nick yelp, “Get up and go and get your razor and shaving crème. Oh, and a wet facecloth, a towel, and a tub of warm water. And hurry it up,” Shane barked at Nick with another resounding slap on his arse.

Nick jumped up and went to get the required items when he left Shane turned to Bill and Tom and asked one of them to go into his room and grab his tube of lube out of his top drawer. When Bill ran off to get the lube, Shane and Tom cleared the table, and when Nick returned with the items he’d been sent to get, Shane had him lay over the table, across the width, not the length. So, now Nick was laying naked, arse up, across the dining room table with his legs and arse hanging off one side of the table, and his head just hanging off the other. Both Shane and Tom noticed that Nick’s cock was still rock-hard, even though he knew his arse was about to get shaved. When Bill returned with the lube, Shane already had Nick laying across the table; he took the lube off Bill, and Bill and Tom got a chair each and positioned themselves so that they could watch the show.

Shane rubbed his hand, non-too gently over Nicks’ battered arse, before he squirted a bit of lube on the tip of one finger, and again he found Nick’s anus and again he forced his finger into Nick’s arse. Shane held his finger up to the first knuckle inside Nick’s arse and waited, nobody was sure why, and seemingly Shane felt what he was waiting for because he began to ease his finger into Nick’s arse up to the second knuckle. Bill and Tom were openly rubbing their crotches while they watched Shane at work. After Shane had pushed his finger all the way into Nick’s arse and wiggled it around for a little bit, he pulled his finger out of Nick’s arse and leaning over the table he offered his finger to Nick and told him to suck. Sensing that he had no other choice, Nick sucked Shane’s finger into his mouth and sucked and licked it clean, cleaning all of his own bits of shit and arse juices off Shane’s offered finger. When Shane was happy with the cleanliness off his finger, he withdrew it from Nick’s mouth and washed it clean on the face washer.

Shane dunked the face washer in the container of warm water that Nick had brought back with him, and then proceeded to wet not only the globes of Nick’s bubble butt but the cleft of his arse as well. Then Shane spurted some shaving crème onto the globes of Nick’s bubble butt before he worked the shaving crème into the cleft of Nick’s arse. Shane picked up Nick’s razor and began to shave Nick’s bubble butt, while both Bill and Tom had freed their cocks from the confines of their pants and were sitting there openly stoking them. While they watched Shane scrapping the razor over Nick’s arse, and watched as the hair disappeared off Nick’s arse, it seemed like a deforestation, Nick’s arse hair was so thick and black, but what none of the rest of the guys knew was that this was going to be a permanent arrangement. Shane just smiled to himself as he continued shaving Nick’s very hairy arse.

When he’d finished shaving the globes of Nick’s arse, and had shaved as far into Nick’s cleft as he could, Shane pulled out his athletic tape that he’d collected from his gym gear. He cut four strips and placed the four strips on Nick’s arse pulling from almost the centre of Nick’s cleft out over the globes of his bubble butt. He had two on each cheek, one piece just above and the other piece just below Nick’s anus. Now with the tape holding Nick’s cleft open his hairy hole could be seen very well by both Tom and Bill, who whistled appreciatively when they realised what it was, they could actually see, while Shane continued to shave the cleft of Nick’s arse. Until Nick’s arse was as smooth and hair-free as the day he was born, and when he’d finished Shane picked up the towel and dried Nick’s arse cleaning up the odd bits of shaving crème, and stray hairs at the same time. Then picking up the towel, face washer, razor and container of water up Shane deposited them one of the spare dining room chairs.

Shane went back to toying with Nick’s anus, and now that they had an unobstructed view of Nick’s anus, both Bill and Tom could enjoy the show that much better. Shane put another dollop of lube on his finger and again began to work the finger back inside Nick’s displayed anus, much to the delight of Bill and Tom who continued to stroke their cocks while they watched the impromptu floor show. Shane eventually got tired of working his finger in Nick’s arse, he kicked his shoes off and dropped his jeans and pushed his jocks down, freeing his erect cock. With his cock pointing the way, Shane walked around to Nick’s head, who had actually nodded off while he was having his arse fingered by Shane. Shane pulled one of his hands back and slapped Nick as hard across the face as he could muster, Nick was woken by the slap and was so startled that he opened his mouth. Which is what Shane was hoping for, and he forced his cock balls deep into Nick’s open mouth and down Nick’s throat. He grabbed hold of the back of Nick’s head and held his head in position while he growled at Nick to watch his teeth. Instinctively Nick covered his teeth with his lips while his brain tried to process why it was, he could feel something scratching at his nose and why he couldn’t breathe. When Nick’s brain thought it had worked out what had actually happened to him, Nick tried to pull his head back so that he could breathe, but when he couldn’t do that, Nick started to thrash around on the table. “If you want to breathe every again,” Shane growled at Nick, “you’re going to suck my cock and like it! Otherwise, I’m going to leave my cock exactly where it is, and you can choke on it! Is that clear, boi,” Shane asked Nick. Instantly it seemed to Bill and Tom who’d jumped up to help their friend, but they stopped as soon as they saw the fight go out of Nick, and Shane, true to his word pulled his cock out of Nick’s throat just enough for Nick to take a breath.

When Shane saw Nick’s, chest expand and contract a couple of times, Shane spoke to Nick again, “I’m going to fuck your face, and I’m going to cum down your throat, and if you're lucky in your mouth as well. You have two choices; you can let me fuck your face and cum down your throat and in your mouth, which you’ll thank me for after nicely, or I can ram my cock as hard down your throat as I can until you die from asphyxiation. The choice is yours.”

As Nick seemed to make no move to try and move from his current position, Shane took that as ascent and began to fuck Nick’s mouth and throat while he listened to Nick gagging and choking on Shane’s cock’s intrusion down his throat. Both Tom and Bill were going to intervene as they both thought Shane was going too far, that is until Tom noticed that Nick’s hard-on hadn’t lagged during all the abuse that Shane was giving Nick. Tom pointed it out to Bill, and both boys looked at each other, and shrugging sat back down to watch the rest of the show.

Bill was a bit torn about what to watch because he found the sight of Nick’s bright pink rosebud anus mesmerising. Mainly as it was now surrounded by nothing but the creamy white flesh of the mounds of Nick’s bubble butt, but he’s never seen anyone, let alone a male face fucking another male. As they all were friends, and lifelong friends at that, Bill was really torn as one part of him wanted to jump up and protect Nick, while the rest of him wanted to stand and cheer Shane on for what he’d been able to do to Nick in such a short space of time. Tom was also mesmerised by Nick’s bright pink rosebud of a hole, but for different reasons, he’d secretly lusted after Nick for a long time. Shane was right, one of them was gay, well bi anyway, and having Nick’s arse shaved of all the thick black hair had always been a fantasy of Tom’s, but in the fantasy, it was always Tom doing the shaving. Seeing Shane raping Nick’s mouth now made Tom’s hard-on even stiffer, if that was even possible, so much so that he could barely touch his cock as it felt like it was going to explode if he even breathed on it.

Finally, both boys were brought out of their revere as Shane bellowed with the power of his ejaculation as he shot the first couple of spurts of his cum deep in Nick’s throat, but he managed to pull out of Nick’s throat enough so that the last few spurts coated Nick’s tongue and mouth. While Shane collapsed on top of Nick from the power of his orgasm. When he recovered enough, he growled at Nick to clean his cock up for him, which got Nick to sucking the last of the cum out of Shane’s cock. Only when he felt there was no cum left in his cock, did Shane finally pull his cock out of Nick’s mouth. He finally looked down at Nick and looked at his face, which was a mess as it was covered in snot, and there was a little dribble of cum mixed with saliva dribbling from the corner of his mouth. Shane looked up at his audience and asked who was next?

Tom and Bill just looked at him a bit non-plussed, “come on guys,” Shane said, encouragingly, “he is my ‘house boi’ now, and I decree that you can use him any time you want to. Any way you want to and that, as far as I’m concerned, includes fuckin’.” It didn’t take too long for Bill to jump up and pushing his pants and undies to his knees shuffled over and took Shane’s place, and telling Nick to open up as he forced his cock between Nick’s lips and into the warm moist cavern of his mouth. While Shane walked around and lubing up a finger, he pushed it back into Nick’s arse; now Tom didn’t know who or what to watch. Shane fingering Nick’s arse, Nick’s cock and balls as they hung obscenely pushed back and down by the edge of the table, or Bill face fucking Nick. As far as Tom was concerned, they all had decent sized cocks when they were erect, and they all were certainly erect now, but Nick’s was by far the largest erect cock of the lot.

As Tom watched Shane’s finger invading Nick’s virgin arse, as Shane pulled his finger back, there was a bit of fluid that had a tinge of brown seeping out of Nick’s arse as well, which only served to excite Tom that much more. As he continued to watch, Shane worked a second finger into Nick’s arse, and Tom was certain he could hear Nick moaning around Bill’s cock that was buried deep in his throat. Tom’s cock had become so sensitive that he didn’t dare touch it, just in case he shot his load before he had a chance to use Nick at either end. Tom didn’t even stop to wonder how or exactly when he stopped thinking about one of his best friends, as one of his best friends and started to think of him now as nothing but a sex object. Something, it would seem that they were going to be able to make use of whenever they wanted too.

Tom was broken out of his reverie once again with a start when Shane slapped Nick’s arse hard enough to leave a clear handprint on Nick’s bruised and battered arse, even over the deep shade of red and purple Nicks’ arse already was. Tom wasn’t sure if the scrapping of the table legs on the floor was from the force that Shane used in his slap, or if it was from Nick jumping that caused the table to move. Tom came to his senses quickly enough to hear Shane bark at Nick to open his arse and let his next finger in, and Tom surmised that Nick must have complied as he watched Shane’s third finger disappear up Nicks’ arse. It seemed to Tom that Nick moaned that much deeper if that could be possible. Tom realised he must be exhausted because it looked to him as though one minute, he was watching Shane’s fingers working themselves in and out of Nick’s arse, the next all he could see was Shane’s arse blocking his view. Tom had to admit to himself that Shane’s arse was nowhere nearly as full and rounded as Nick’s arse, in fact, it looked almost flabby like he had two deflated balloons instead of arse cheeks. Anyway, it took Tom a couple of minutes to work out in his sleep-deprived brain what the implications of his change of scenery actually meant.

Whereas for poor Nick he knew instantly what it meant, and Shane had timed it perfectly, he waited until Bill had shoved his cock the full length back into Nick’s mouth, at the same instant Shane forced his cock the full length into Nick’s arse. Nick tried to scream around Bill’s cock, but because Bill’s cock was buried deep in Nick’s throat, he couldn’t make any intelligent sounds, nor a loud one for that matter. Soon, the two boys were thrusting in and out of both of Nick’s holes at the same time, and all the boys could hear was the muffled screams of Nick as Shane continued to rape his virgin arse. All of this became too much for Bill, and he shot his load of cum down Nick’s throat and mouth, and without Bill having to say anything, Nick licked and sucked Bill’s cock clean for him.

Bill pulled his cock out of Nick’s mouth, and sent a questioning look at Tom, who wasted no time in jumping up and taking Bill’s spot and shoving his cock into Nick’s mouth, and had he been asked he would have to say it felt far better than he’d have ever thought it would. He’d face fucked some of his girlfriends, but none of them felt anything like it did fucking Nick’s mouth and throat, his mouth and throat felt so velvety smooth, moist and warm, so much so that Tom was in heaven. Seeing two of his best friends change places, was enough to send Shane over the top once again and he shot his second load of cum for the day deep inside Nick’s hitherto virgin arse. When he’d finished cuming, Shane pulled his cock out of Nick’s arse and walked around to his head, he pushed Tom aside roughly which caused Tom’s cock to be pulled out of Nick’s mouth. Shane then shoved his cock, covered in bits of Nick’s shit and arse juices into Nick’s mouth, and growled at Nick to clean it up. Knowing that he didn’t have a choice, Nick licked and sucked Shane’s cock clean for him, and while both men could feel Shane’s cock begin to harden again, Shane pulled his cock out of Nick’s mouth. Shane offered Tom Nick’s mouth again and left the dining room; he didn’t stay to watch the show, he’d come back for that, no he had some other things to do in other parts of the house.

When Shane eventually returned to the dining room, the two remaining boys had swapped positions, so now Tom was fucking Nick’s arse, and was obviously enjoying himself very much, while Bill was making good use of Nick’s mouth again. Shane looked down and saw a largeish puddle of cum on the floor, and he wondered if Nick hadn’t shot his own load of cum, the fuckin’ poof, Shane thought to himself, he’s lovin’ this. Shane always secretly thought Nick was gay, even though he brought home his fair share of girls over the years, but Shane was sure he caught Nick taking furtive glances at all of their cocks when he thought no one was looking. Well, thought Shane, instead of feeling sorry for Nick he thought to himself that he’d done Nick a great favour, now he doesn’t have to pretend anymore. Shane took a seat and watched the show while his cock began to thicken and rise once more.

When Bill and Tom had shot their loads of cum inside Nick, and both men had had their cocks cleaned up by Nick as well, they came and joined Shane sitting on the dining room chairs as they sat and looked at Nick lying prone over the dining room table. “Well boys,” Shane began breaking the silence finally, “I don’t know about any of you, but I think it’s time for bed,” and Bill and Tom nodded their heads in agreement as the three of them sat and watched the cum slowly dribbling out of Nick’s arse and joining the puddle if cum already on the wood floor. “Get up, boi,” Shane growled, and Nick sensing that Shane was talking to him, complied and stood up on shaky legs. Pointing at the floor Shane told Nick to lick it up, and sensing Nick’s hesitation, Shane made to get up off his chair, and that was all the motivation Nick needed. He dropped onto all fours and licked the puddle of cold cum up of the floor, and he kept licking until he was sure he’d licked all the cum up off the floor, he even had the forethought to turn around and licked up the cum he could feel dribbling out of his arse, up off the floor before he was told too.

“Right, boys,” Shane said as he stood up, the other three followed suit, “I’m off to bed. I’m fucked,” he said, and then he looked over at Nick, “and boi, it looks to me as though you’ve been fucked literally.” The other two boys snickered to themselves with great big shit-eating grins plastered all over their faces, while Nick hung his head in shame. The four of them trouped out of the dining room and headed for their respective rooms; suddenly, there was a shout from Nick, which brought the other three boys to his door. “Oh, yeah, I forgot, sorry about that gents,” Shane said as he poked his head in Nick’s bedroom doorway, “I had a thought, while you both were fuckin’ Nick, that now Nick is the ‘house boi’ I didn’t think he needs a bed to sleep in…”

“Well, where the fuck am I supposed to sleep,” and exasperated Nick butted in.

Shane shot Nick a look, “I think you are going to have to be punished for that outburst, don’t you agree boys?” Shane asked. Both Tom and Bill agreed.

“No, I had a think about it while you guys were making use of Nick’s holes, and decided that as the house boi, he no longer needs to sleep in a bed, from now on he sleeps on the floor, like all good house bois’ everywhere.”

“But where’s my doona, or don’t I get that either?” a petulant Nick asked.

“It’s in your new room,” Shane said brightly.

“New room,” Nick asked dubiously. “Yes, your new room.” Shane replied, “follow me, boys.” With that, Shane led the boys out of Nick’s old room into the laundry, and there on the floor was Nick’s doona and pillow. “I decided that you only need one pillow, you are only a house boi after all, and I don’t think they need a lot of comforts, do you, boys?” Shane asked turning to Bill and Tom, both of whom answered in the negative, “right boi, in you go,” and after Nick hung his head in shame and walked silently into the laundry, Shane continued, “Oh, I’ve taken the key out of the back door, just in case you want to leave without asking permission…”

“Like this?” Nick asked, holding his arms wide, looking down at his naked body.

“Yes, like that! Oh, don’t worry boi, you’ll soon get used to walking around inside the house naked, and outside as well for that matter. As your new Master, I’ve taken the key from the lock, and at night you will be kept locked in here unless one of us wants to use you for anything.” Shane turned to include Tom and Bill; I hope you guys don’t mind, but I’m going to turn Nick’s old room into my home office, I’ll be able to get more work done that way and spend less time in the office.” Both Tom and Bill looked at each other and shrugged. “Good then,” Shane continued, “then it’s all settled,” and with that, he bade Bill and Tom a good morning, and closed and locked the laundry door and hung the key from a piece of string over the door handle. With that, Shane went to his room and closed the door, and Tom and Bill being tired as well, followed suit and went to bed themselves.

This left Nick to try and get comfortable as much as he could on the laundry floor with just his doona and pillow to try and make himself comfortable with, at least, Nick thought to himself, the whole house has wooden floors. So, it won’t be as cold or as hard as sleeping on concrete, although Nick surmised correctly to himself, that the tiles won’t be non-too warm either or much softer. Realising he didn’t have a blind over the window, and it let in all the morning sunlight, Nick did the best he could to try to block it out, and surprisingly fell into a deep sleep.