The Kinksters are Alright

Chapter 8 - Aggression

The reunion continued along with a cloud of tension over it. Calista, Harrison and Blaze managed to have fun together, but there were still moments where they argued with one another or were overly sarcastic. They spent more time apart than was expected. Despite a round of apologies and some rousing sex together, there was still some friction among them.

Harrison continued to take time to find hookups outside of the tribe. This, of course, annoyed Calista who tried to not show it, but was usually unsuccessful. She was also annoyed with Blaze, who continued to side with Harrison. Blaze was tired of her constantly going on about what Harrison was doing and was annoyed with Harrison for intentionally being a jerk about it. Harrison had enough of being judged by a friend that he felt didn’t have room to talk. It never rose to the levels of fighting or major outbursts, but it was still a lingering cloud.

Once the rest of the crew arrived, things really didn’t improve. In fact, they seemed to get worse. Jack found himself navigating an endless series of passive-aggressive exchanges. He wasn’t concerned with Harrison’s acting out. It was something Jack felt he needed to go through. He was only 20 and had to learn his way. Unlike Jack, Harrison had people very close to him and could pull him out of any trouble he found himself in. 

Calista seemed fixated on Harrison and no one could figure out why. She felt like she had to constantly be on the defensive. Aidan completely supported Harrison. Justin didn’t think it was an issue she needed to be concerned with and thought she was overreacting. Justin was also protective of Calista and didn’t like how she was the target of everyone’s frustrations. Blaze just wanted it to go away. Garrett tried to keep Blaze out of it and blamed Jack for the mess. He felt like Jack lavished Calista, Harrison and Blaze with everything and they were spoiled as a result. He wanted him and Blaze to take a break from the rest of the group.

Instead of the fun reunion that Calista had planned, it was a week of ships passing in the night. There were dinners and some fun together, but ultimately everyone found things to do in smaller groups and apart from the larger group. Calista was heartbroken after the trip was over. It hadn’t gone as she planned. 

Jack tried his hardest to keep it all together, but he also knew he had to let this ride itself out. They were becoming their own personalities. They were finally looking at each other through a different lens. Their lives were no longer about relying on each other. They didn’t have to follow each other into every battle. He knew they’d work it out, that they were just going through growing pains. There were still kids to some degree.

***

“I’m still so upset, Justin.” 

“I know baby girl. It will be ok, I promise.”

“You know I’m still kind of upset with you too.”

“Calista…”

A week after the trip, Calista was still reeling from how things went. Justin had just arrived in New York to take care of some business and spend time with her. They were cuddling on the couch with some champagne. Kwang would be home after taking care of one of his own clients at the dungeon.

“I know you think this is all no big deal, but I’m still upset. Everyone piled on me! And not in a fun way!”

“Listen, Calista, I know the trip was not what you wanted. I don’t really know what has gotten into Harrison, but really, it isn’t something you should worry about. You do you. Let him figure his own shit out. When he fucks up, and it sounds like he will, he needs you to be there for him to help him. If you keep beating him up he’s just going to push you away. I know neither of you want that. Just leave him alone. He has more people around him to watch him. He will be fine, ok?”

“What if he does something really disgusting? What if he does something really strange?”

“So? That’s his problem. If he wants to get pissed on by a donkey and likes it, that’s on him. It shouldn’t change anything between you two.”

“That’s really strange Justin, where did you even come up with that?”

“I was just being ridiculous! That’s not the fucking point!”

“Ok, fine. I’ll leave Harrison alone. Maybe I’ll just take a break from him for a while. All I need right now is you. And a little Kwang.”

“Now, that’s better. Is your little boy coming home tonight?”

“Of course he is! He lives here, Justin! You know that, silly.”

“I do, baby girl, I do.” There was a long silence. Justin wrapped his arms around Calista and held her tightly. It seemed sudden, like he had something on his mind or there was something going on.

“Is something wrong? Why are you holding me like this? Not that I mind your big strong arms around me but you just did all of a sudden.”

“I wanted to pull you close to me. Is that OK?”

“Of course it is OK! It just was…sort of out of place. I don’t know. With what we were talking about, I thought you wanted to tell me something.”

“How about just that I love you so fucking much? I love how you worry about everyone. I love how you care about Kwang. I love listening to you talk. I love feeling you next to me. I love just being with you.”

It was a really sweet moment that just came out of the blue. It was exactly what Calista needed to hear. She turned around and straddled Justin, running her hands through his bright platinum hair. Justin reached his hands out and pulled Calista in tight and looked her right in the eyes.

“I still sometimes can’t believe how I get to be with you. I know it has been a year now, but I still get goosebumps thinking that you chose me over all of the men you could have had. How I feel right now is how I feel all the time, thanks to you. I’m kinda floored. It’s still so unexpected. I could never have imagined being this happy with someone. Now that I’m here, I can’t believe I didn’t see it for so long. I don't even know what to do with myself, I'm so in love with you. Shit. I can’t even believe these words are coming out of my mouth. You've really done something to me.”

Calista had no idea what came over Justin, but she loved it. Of course, she began to cry. Justin didn’t wait for her to respond, he just leaned in and kissed her. It was an intense and powerful kiss, just like they had the day he told her he would be her boyfriend. Just like Justin, it was sweet, but firm. He held Calista in his strong arms and gently caressed her back. After a few minutes or so, he pulled back, holding her head in his hands and just looked at her. He shook off from his gaze and let out a deep, happy sigh.

“Oh my god, alpha man, that was amazing! Where did that come from?”

“From my heart.”

“Blech! That’s even too sappy even for me.” They both laughed out loud.

“I have no fucking idea where that came from. Fuck.”

Justin’s enormous cock had pushed its way out of his boxers. It was poking up and oozing precum on Calista, whose cock was also hard and dripping. She reached down and slid her fingers down his spine and into the waistband of his boxers. Justin sighed as Calista lifted herself up and he pushed them down. Calista pushed them all the way down with her feet and he kicked them off. Calista slid downward, removing her own clothes and then brushed her face against his monster, getting a stream of precum on it. 

Her heart was beating fast, she even started to sweat a little. Though Calista had pleasured Justin a hundred times before, for some reason, at this moment, she was completely overwhelmed. She went to say something and Justin just put his finger on her mouth. She looked up from below and stared at him with all the desire she had glowing in her eyes. He did his best to calm her down in his softest, sexiest voice.

“Hey baby girl...chill. Just chill,” he brushed her hair out of her face, “relax, you can chill. You’re with me.”

With Justin’s finger still on her mouth, Calista seductively stuck out her tongue and began to lick it. She took hold of his hand, licked down his finger until she felt his palm. Justin opened up his hand and held it there while she licked his palm, making swirling motions with the tip of her tongue. She got between each finger caressing them with her tongue like they were the nicest things she had ever had in my mouth. Justin pushed two of his fingers deeper into her mouth as she stroked them with her tongue. Calista wanted more, so she lunged forward and took his fingers as deep as they would go. She gagged just a little and he pulled back, but she wanted them, so she pushed forward and forced them back down her throat. Justin teased her by pulling his hand back. Each time she lunged forward, moving closer to him, nearly face to face with him again. Justin worked his fingers in one at a time, then two or three, letting her suck and drool on them.  

Once Justin’s hand was good and wet, he pulled it from Calista’s mouth and placed it on her ass. He tenderly pushed his way through her ass crack and poked his middle finger in her tight hole. He slid it in deeper, making her go wild. Calista let out a squeal as Justin’s finger penetrated her. He pulled back out a bit, only to slide two fingers in, finger fucking her hole slowly, just sliding enough in and out to cause her hole to twitch and tingle. In between panting and moaning, they kissed. It was such an intimate, sensual moment for the two of them.

Justin’s fingers weren’t enough for her. She needed his massive cock to stretch her to her limits. She pulled away and slid down, taking his cock in her hand, using his precum to slowly stroke him. Justin sighed contentedly as Calista played with his cock. With long, slow licks from top to bottom, she teased him a little with her tongue. Then, she made slow swirling motions as she licked up the precum from his slit before working the base of the head. 

“You’re so amazing.” She cooed as she lifted herself up and positioned herself over his cock. She eased herself down over the head and pushed, soon feeling the massive, thick head pop inside her. She yelped, as she always does when she feels that first wide stretch of her hole. She proceeded to go deep down on his cock, her ass gently swallowing it, inch by inch. Its length and girth was still a challenge, but one she had no problem mastering, especially after being fucked by him so many times. Justin was moaning and giving Calista lustful looks.

“Oh alpha man, I LOVE YOUR FUCKING COCK!!” She shouted, riding him harder and harder. After the initial shock of his 13 thick inches tearing her open and rearranging her insides, she was able to ride it hard. Justin loved when she took control like this. He started writhing and tensing a bit, jerking his body a little. Calista eased up a bit to keep him on the edge. She rode his cock for at least half an hour, not letting him cum in that time. She just edged him, and then backed off, again and again.

Justin couldn’t take it anymore, he was losing his shit. He was completely overwhelmed by her actions - as he often was. He looked up at her, watching her, he had lost all control, but she was completely owning the moment. He began breathing haphazardly, grunting loudly. He couldn’t hold it anymore, he just exploded deep inside of her. It was an intense orgasm, he bucked and shook, grabbing on to her. As his load continued to fill her up, she shot off her load, blasting cum all over his chest and a little on his face. 

“How can that be so goddamn incredible every fucking time?" Justin was panting like he’d just run a marathon.

“That was amazing. It is always amazing. Everything about you is amazing.”

“I love you so fucking much, baby girl.”

“I love you too, alpha man.” Calista fell back onto the couch, sliding herself off Justin’s monster. She leaned back and put her hands over her head and resting her feet on his torso. She was in a state of exhilaration, the man of her dreams, the guy she had been longing for almost from the moment she met him, was right there in front of her. He was always there. She couldn’t be happier.

Kwang had come in about five minutes before they came. He stood quietly and watched as Calista rode her man. He loved watching them fuck. Once he felt it was ok, he made his presence known with a cough.

“I hope it is ok for me to enter now. I enjoyed the sex you gave each other. You are so good.”

“Kwang! You should have come closer while it was happening! You could have joined in.” Calista shouted back to him. Justin just rolled his eyes.

“Maybe I can give you the sex later. I would not interrupt you and alpha man.”

“Oh, little boy, you are going to give both of us lots of sex later. Lots and lots.”

***

Jack and Blaze were in Missouri to meet with the Congressman and the candidate he was endorsing for the special election for his Congressional seat. Tyler won his US Senate race last fall in one of the biggest election upsets ever. Jack’s mastery was never more evident than that election. Just as impressive, Blaze showed how brilliant he was as well. They pulled off getting a longshot, gay independent elected to the US Senate from a red state, beating an established incumbent and a well known former Attorney General. 

“You’re…just…in…time…” Blaze said breathlessly as he jerked his cock furiously, getting close to exploding. Jack had just come into the hotel room unexpectedly. Blaze figured he would be gone a while.

“Mmmmm, good for me!” Jack replied, sliding onto the bed and lowering his mouth over Blaze’s hard cock. Within a less than a minute, Blaze was filling his mouth with the second load of cum for the day. It was only 10:15 am.

Jack continued to suck Blaze’s cock, slowly getting him past that sensitive point when you just cum and keeping him hard. Blaze loved when Jack submitted to him while he was fully dressed in his work attire. It was their first trip together in a few months and they were taking full advantage. They started their day with Blaze fucking Jack’s ass and then his face before he had to head out for a meeting. They arrived the night before and it wasn’t long after they got to the hotel room that Blaze had his fist deep in Jack’s ass after a good fucking, spanking and choking. 

Blaze also liked making Jack drink his piss. He prepared Jack for what was about to come. “I hope you’re thirsty…” Jack nodded affirmatively. He knew exactly what he was getting when he saw Blaze was still in bed. Blaze let loose a rank morning piss for Jack to swallow. After drinking his golden cocktail, Jack cozied himself up next to Blaze.

“I love when I have good timing.”

“You usually do, Jack. So, where exactly did you run off to so early?”

“I had to sign papers finally getting rid of a piece of real estate I own here. I had forgotten we even bought it years ago and it's been sitting in the portfolio doing nothing. I gave it to a nonprofit developer to do something with.”

“You’re really serious about liquidating.”

“Absolutely. In other news, I just spoke to Tyler. He really wants to hang out with you. I think there’s been enough time from the campaign that you two can hook up somewhere. The driver will pick you up at 6 tonight and take you to where he will be. Even Erik doesn't know where you’re going. You’ll get picked up in the morning and then tomorrow we’ll go about our business. Cool?”

“Fuck yeah! Thanks, Jack. I appreciate you making this happen. I don’t know why, but I keep thinking about what I did to him that one time ever since we connected again. I know he wants it too.”

“Oh, he does. I think he’s definitely looking for the hard ass Blaze he had that night, not a sweetheart.”

“No fucking problem there. I love being a sub, but I need to work off some Dom energy once in a while. He’s got it coming to him.”

With nothing planned for the rest of the day, Blaze took the opportunity to abuse Jack for a while and get himself all worked up for Tyler. By the time he was on his way, he was riled up and ready to pounce on the Senator. The car - just a plain, older sedan - pulled into the garage connected to a nondescript motel. Jack had arranged everything to be as discreet as possible. A big black SUV pulling into this quiet, dreary part of town would definitely not go unnoticed. Blaze went up to the room where Tyler was waiting. 

Tyler was just standing there near the bed when Blaze walked in. “Hey B…” Blaze cut him off.  “Why the fuck aren’t you naked and on your fucking knees?” he shouted. Tyler didn’t expect Blaze to get right into it. He nervously got undressed and knelt on the bed. Blaze stripped down and opened the suitcase that Tyler had brought. It was full of many of the same things that he brought the last time - rope, cuffs and clamps, a flogger, lube and several very large dildos.

“On the floor - right here!” Blaze commanded, pointing down at the floor in front of him. Tyler was shaking. He hadn’t done anything like this since the last time he was with Blaze. He had forgotten how scary it could be. He trusted Blaze, but was still nervous. Once Tyler was in front of him, Blaze grabbed his head with both hands, painfully pushing it back and spitting in Tyler’s face. He let out a whimper and tried to pull away. “Are you fucking kidding me? You wanted this, bitch. It’s too fucking late to back out now. Is the pathetic slut scared? Fuck you asshole. Oh, I mean SENATOR ASSHOLE.” That shook Tyler a little. “Now don’t fucking move!” Blaze spit on him again.

Even though Tyler asked for this, he didn’t psychologically prepare himself for it. When he did this years ago, it was a regular thing and he loved the way it made him feel. Blaze was the best at it. It had been more than two years since that hookup. He was a celebrated political star now, even more so than he was years ago. He had to get into the right headspace - something he should have done before Blaze showed up. Blaze wasn’t about to wait for that now.

Tyler looked up at Blaze, his eyes filled with fear and desperation. With his hands still firmly on Tyler’s head, Blaze shoved his cock deep into his mouth and all the way into his crotch. He slammed Tyler’s nose repeatedly into him and made him gag because he wasn’t ready for it. Gagging was a trigger for Blaze making him more aggressive in his movements. He was slamming Tyler’s mouth down even harder now, forcing the head of his cock deep into his throat. Blaze had no fucks to give about Tyler’s ability to breathe, he had to try to catch breaths whenever he could. Tyler was finally descending into the space he needed to be for this abuse session. He felt good now, though still fearful, which was turning him on at this point. 

“You like my fat cock, bitch? I know you fucking love it you dirty fucking slut!” Blaze grabbed the back of Tyler’s neck at the base of his skull and thrust his cock into his throat harshly. Tyler was struggling to breathe, struggling to even stay on his knees. He was oozing snot and funk from his nose and down his reddened face. He couldn’t see anything due to the flood of tears in his eyes. Blaze was being his roughest - and they were just getting started.  

“Loosen your fucking jaw, cunt,” Blaze barked as he slapped Tyler on his cheek a few times while holding his head by his hair with his other hand. Just when Tyler thought he couldn’t make this any worse, Blaze did. Using both of his hands, fingers laced behind Tyler’s head, he jammed his cock into his face with all the force he could muster, while thrusting his hips from below to slam his cock deeper and deeper. Poor Tyler was barely able to keep himself conscious, he was gagging horribly and his throat was burning with pain. He could have pushed back, but he just kept his hands behind his back. He wanted Blaze to tear him apart. 

Without cumming, Blaze yanked his cock from Tyler’s mouth causing Tyler to fall back onto the floor, panting and gasping, trying to recover from the violent throat assault. “Get the fuck up and on the bed, NOW!” Tyler was already spent and could barely move. He looked up at Blaze and tried to speak.

“B-B-B-laze…plllease…I need a break…” Blaze just stomped his foot on the floor inches away from him, almost stepping on his balls. Tyler recoiled in terror.

“GET THE FUCK UP!” he demanded. Tyler weakly crawled over to the bed and climbed up on it. He positioned himself on all fours. “Much fucking better.” Blaze rooted through the suitcase to decide his next move. Tyler shook with anticipation while still trying to catch his breath. Blaze tied some rope around Tyler’s balls and cinched it tightly. He pulled them down, making Tyler yelp loudly, and tied them to the bed frame. Every move Tyler would make from this point on would be further tightening the rope and pulling on his balls painfully. Blaze grabbed the flogger and beat Tyler’s ass for a while, making it red and sore.

“You ready to get that cunt opened up?”

“Y-y-y-esss…please Sir…”

“Is your tiny little clit nice and hard?” Blaze smirked as he reached down to the Senator’s very small cock and flicked it. Tyler yelped and lurched, which made him cry out as he pulled on his balls. 

The dildos Tyler brought this time were all creature cocks. Animal cocks like dogs and horses, plus alien looking dongs with weird veins and bulges. They were all absolutely huge, heavy and thick. “You’re a real sick fuck. Imagine if the voters knew about this sick shit. Senator Dog Fucker. Fucking twisted.” Every time Blaze called Tyler Senator, it sent shocks of fear through him. It aroused him even further. Fear was in full force and it was making Tyler wild. 

Blaze grabbed the one that looked like a dog dick. It was huge - and still wasn’t the biggest of the bunch - more than 14 inches in length and eight inches around at its thinnest part. The knot was more than 12 inches around. He slicked the toy up and pressed it in, Tyler groaning when the knot hit his hole. "I want it." 

“What was that you pervert?”

The knot of that dildo tearing his hole open was suddenly all Tyler could think of. He wanted Blaze to fuck him like a real pup. "Breed me like a dog!" He cried out, surprising even himself, not even knowing where the words were coming from.

“You’re fucking weird.” Blaze sighed as he shoved the knot forcefully into Tyler’s hole. Tyler leaped forward and pulled on his balls. He was experiencing sharp pain in multiple places and was screaming in agony. “Yeah, that’s it! You’re like a bitch in heat! Take it, fucking weirdo!” Blaze rammed the dildo in and out brutally, the knot was especially harsh. Tyler was wailing as Blaze wrecked his hole. Blaze finally tired of that toy and tossed it aside. He grabbed the next one. It was some weird alien looking thing that was extremely thick - more than 14 inches in circumference at its widest point. Blaze raped Tyler’s hole just as brutally with that one. Tyler was out of his mind, begging for Blaze to go harder and faster - and bigger. 

Blaze found the longest and thickest of the toys. He had no idea what thing it was supposed to be. It was 18 inches long and had a shaft that was 16 inches around. It was enormous and made Tyler scream like he was being torn apart - which he basically was. Blaze assumed no one was in the other rooms, otherwise someone would have been knocking on the door by now. He just went for it and tore the young Senator to shreds. He wasn’t done yet.

The ass wrecking Tyler had just gone through would have been too much for most people. Not for him. He rolled over on his back and begged Blaze for more. 

“Please don’t stop, Blaze. Fill my ass more. Fist me. Fist me hard, Blaze. Please? Will you please keep wrecking my hole? FIST THE FUCK OUT OF ME!!!”

Blaze did just that. He wedged his hand into a cone and shoved, hard. His hand sank deep into Tyler’s asshole with no resistance at all. He made a fist and kept shoving until he was elbow deep. 

"Fuuuuuuck!" Tyler screamed, "That's so fucking good. Yes! It feels so fucking good!"

Blaze started to move his fist around inside Tyler’s hot, wet hole. He was turning, spinning, shaking and drilling his closed hand inside Tyler’s guts. Blaze could see the bump his fist made just in Tyler’s belly. His moans and screams of pleasure had Blaze in a frenzy. He rammed his fist in deeper and pulled back out. He began pistoning his arm elbow deep into Tyler’s destroyed hole as fast as he could. The long strokes of his arm digging deep into Tyler’s guts. 

After nearly 15 minutes of deep, hard punch fisting, Blaze removed his fist. Tyler grabbed his arm and shouted desperately, “NO! DON’T STOP!” 

"I'm nowhere near done you fucking freak. I’m just going to lube up my other arm so you can take both of them.”

“Awww fuck yeah, Blaze. Do it. Stretch me EVEN MORE!!” Tears poured out of his eyes as he begged and cried and moaned. 

“You fucking freak.” Blaze needed no more invitation, he began to shove both of his arms in and out of Tyler’s abused ass. He made small, fast strokes at first, alternating the arms in and out at different times. He gradually made the strokes longer and faster. He finally forced both arms nearly elbow deep into Tyler’s wasted ass. He shook and twisted his fists, making scream in ecstasy. He began pistoning his arms in and out, deeper with each thrust, till he was fucking Tyler’s asshole from wrist to elbow then back again.

Blaze was showing Tyler no mercy or restraint. The only other person he could destroy this way was Jack. Just like Jack, Tyler was a fisting slut and he loved taking things past his limits. Blaze was giving him something he wanted desperately for so long. He had to be so careful, so well behaved, letting himself descend this deep into depravity was a relief. Blaze punched harder into Tyler's guts, lodging his arm just above the elbow then yanking it back for another powerful blow. He eventually made it bicep deep. He pulled all the way out and enjoyed the view of Tyler’s ass gaping wide open and showing a massive, beautiful rosebud.

“Give it back!  Give it back. I fucking need it!  Please!"

Blaze smiled at the total cunt slut the Senator had become. He felt up the insides that were exposed, enjoying the rosebud he’d made. Then, he aimed his right arm at Tyler’s prolapsed hole and punched into him with the force of his body behind it. Blaze powered in and was finally shoulder deep into him. It sent both boys over the edge.  

“AAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Tyler screamed, cumming uncontrollably. Waves of cum blasted in the air like a geyser. Blaze wasn’t able to control himself either, he blasted loads of cum onto the bed and all over Tyler’s ass.  

“I need more. MORE.”

“Dude. We’re fucking done. If I do anything else to you, you’re gonna be a dead Senator. We might have already gone too fucking far. It’s gonna take your ass months to get back to some kind of fucking normal. Ask Jack what he does.”

“Aww, fuck. I feel so empty. I guess you’re right. Damn, Blaze. You’re a fucking monster. I loved it. Thanks, man.”

“Yeah, it was pretty fucking wild. We need to sleep. Are we good with some extreme cuddling now?”

***

Aidan was done with classes, so he decided to spend time with Harrison in Milwaukee while Jack was away. Harrison wasn’t expecting Aidan to be there when he got home. They’d discussed getting together, but no actual plans had been made yet. After an early shift at the record store, Aidan went to his dorms and fucked one of his regulars there. He was bored, so he thought he’d surprise Harrison by already being there when he got home from class and work early that evening. Hours before Harrison was due home, Aidan arrived and made himself comfortable. He was chilling on the deck off the bedroom, enjoying a joint and reading a book about Lyndon Johnson. He was a little baked and didn’t realize when Harrison had come home.

It was a long day for Harrison, and he was tired and horny. Even though he’d given several blow jobs earlier at the office, he was hungry for something more. It was after 6 pm, but it wasn’t dinner he was hungry for. He grabbed a beer and texted Chandler, who was more than willing to come satisfy Harrison’s cravings. Of course, he had no idea Aidan was already there and ready to take care of him. One might have thought there was an emergency given how fast Chandler made his way up.

“Damn, dude! That was fast.”

“I need ass, you have ass, so why the fuck would I waste time? Grab me a beer.” Chandler stood by the window wall. It was one of his favorite spots to bang Harrison, looking out over the pool deck and the lake. He liked the idea that they were technically in full view of everyone below, but the tinted windows hid them from being seen.

Harrison brought Chandler his beer. “Here, I’ll even open it for you,” he said before kneeling in front of him.

“That’s because you’re a good boooooyyyyyy…fuuuuuckkkk…” Chandler gasped as Harrison swallowed his nine plus inches of boy cock. This was Harrison’s sixth blow job of the day, having given five at the office - his daily blow job for Wesley, then an engineer and two interns. CJ and he exchanged blow jobs at school. Harrison loved that he was known as a cum slut. He savored every drop of semen he could swallow, the more the better. He had no problem sucking as much cock as he did.

Harrison took his time on the hard tool in his mouth. He slowly eased his mouth along his cock down to the base and then slowly pulled back again. He would completely swallow every inch of Chandler’s member, burying his nose in the boy’s tuft of dark pubic hair, holding his cock deep in his throat, lapping it with his tongue. Chandler was so aroused, he could barely stand up. Fortunately, he was leaning against the window. Harrison would speed up, rapidly moving back and forth on the thick shaft, then he’d slow down again. He took his time savoring the boy’s delicious cock. Just as he thought he was going to make Chandler blow his load, he pushed Harrison back.

“God fucking damnit, Harrison! You’re fucking mouth is magical!”

“Your fucking cock is delicious.”

“Stand up and turn the fuck around. Get against the window!”

Once Harrison was in position, arms up over his head and his face against the window with his legs spread wide, lowering his ass just enough so the much shorter boy could easily enter him, Chandler slowly slid his cock in. Much like Harrison’s blow job, Chandler started slowly and built himself up. He sensually fucked Harrison with slow, long strokes of his cock, nearly pulling all the way out and then pushing back in - but not all the way. He teased Harrison’s ass and then filled it.

“You’re feeling kinda loose there, buddy. Been getting fucked a lot lately?”

“Fuck yeah, I have. As much as I can.”

“Am I the first today?”

“The first to fuck me…”

“I love what a slut you are. You’re so fucking cute, no one would ever know what a skanky fucking slut you are.” Chandler began to increase his pace. He started taking shorter, harder strokes, pounding his ass with his hands on Harrison’s hips. “Fuck! Your fucking ass! Damn, bro!” Chandler fucked harder and harder.

Meanwhile, Aidan had realized how long he’d been waiting for Harrison. Being stoned and getting into his book, he lost track of time. He was no longer as stoned as he was a few hours ago, so he tossed the book and his AirPods aside and went to get a snack. Once he opened the door, he heard the sounds of Harrison’s moans, Chandler’s grunts and the smacking sound you hear when someone is getting fucked hard. He quietly leaned over the rail and watched for a bit. His cock popped up to full attention and he decided to quietly wander down, hoping he could remain unnoticed. He quietly slipped into a chair.

It wasn’t too long before Chandler noticed Aidan sitting there stroking his monster. “Whoa! Where the fuck did you come from?” He shouted without interrupting his fucking.

“I’ve been here enjoying the show.”

“Aidan! You could have told me you were going to be here!”

“I was trying to surprise you, Harry. Surprise!”

Chandler wasn’t going to let this get in the way of his action. He pushed Harrison’s head against the window and started fucking even harder. He went at Harrison as hard as he could, pounding away at his ass. “Squeeze that fucking hole, bro. Tighten that pussy for me!” Harrison clenched his ass around Chandler’s dick making him shudder. “Awww, fuck yeah! Fuck yeah, slut!” He thrust his cock in deeper, pressing Harrison’s body completely against the window. He made long, deliberate, hard thrusts, pulling all the way out and ramming himself right back in. He let out a growl and pushed himself against Harrison with his cock deep inside of him. He blasted a thick load of boy seed into Harrison’s ass.

“Bravo, boys, bravo!” Aidan shouted as he clapped, “now come over here and suck my dick, Harry.” Aidan was slouched down in a big, oversized chair, his legs spread wide and his ass right at the edge with his cock standing up.

Harrison quickly got over to Aidan and on his knees. As he took Aidan’s cock deep in his throat, Aidan held him down forcing him to gag on his thick meat. He let Harrison struggle a bit and then let go. Harrison didn’t miss a beat and went right to work bobbing up and down on his hot young boyfriend’s massive cock. By this point, Harrison’s throat was so well used, he swallowed Aidan’s ten plus inches easily. 

Not sure what to do next, Chandler just stood there, in the same spot where he fucked Harrison, with his hands by his sides, looking over at Harrison and Aidan. Chandler had only met Aidan a few times, and did anything sexual with him even fewer times. Aidan intimidated Chandler, though he was too cocky and arrogant to admit it. Chandler was a lot like Aidan, but being only 16, still hadn’t figured a lot of things out yet.

“Hey, stud boy! Come over here,” Aidan called to Chandler waving him toward him. Harrison was well into his cocksucking and seemed unconcerned with anything else going on around him. Chandler walked over and stood next to the overstuffed chair. Aidan grabbed Chandler’s balls and fondled them. “I’m sure you already realize how fucking hot you are, right?”

“Damn right I do. I’m definitely the hottest kid in school.” Chandler said proudly.

Aidan wrapped his hand around Chandler’s messy cock, all covered in Harrison’s ass funk and cum. He stroked it slowly. “You have a hot fucking cock.”

“Yeahhhhh…I know that…awww fuck…I know that toooo…”

“You are a confident fucker. I like that. You know who the fuck you are.” Aidan was playing mind games with Chandler. It wasn’t that he was making anything up, but he was intentionally puffing him to see what he’d do. “Climb up here, man.” Aidan motioned him to climb onto the chair. “You can straddle me. Don’t worry, you won’t bother Harrison. Fart in his face, you know he likes that, don’t you?”

“He wha…um…you want me to climb on top?”

“You can do it, boy. I can’t suck your dick from here.”

“Aww, fuck yeah!” Chandler managed to get on top of Aidan without stepping on Harrison. He decided against any flatulence, he didn’t really know what to do with that comment. Aidan put his hands on Chandler’s firm ass and pulled him toward him. He opened his mouth and slid the boy’s hard cock in and began to suck it. He sucked and slurped on the boy’s thick cock as if he were giving it a cleaning. Chandler was sort of stunned at Aidan’s attention, he had never done anything like this before. Feeling confident that he was in control, Chandler grabbed Aidan’s head and started to thrust his cock into Aidan’s mouth. “That’s it, you little bitch, take that big cock! Suck it bitch!” His thrusting was interrupted by Aidan grabbing his ass and forcing his cock into his mouth. He held it there and gently bit down on it. As Chandler began to struggle to get away, Aidan pushed him back. He managed to catch himself so he didn’t fall on Harrison, who was unfazed and sucking away at Aidan’s cock.

“What the fuck was that bro? You trying to bite my dick off?!?”

“I am a little hungry, but no. Listen to me kid, don’t you ever do that again. I am not yours or anyone’s bitch. Got it?”

“Sorry man, I thought…”

“Don’t fucking think. I’m no fucking sub. I don’t drop to my knees for every dick in Milwaukee like Harry here. I’m a fucking alpha. You don’t get to fucking do me like that.”

“I don’t get it. You started sucking my dick. I thought I could just do what the fuck I wanted.”

“That’s not how it fucking works, asshole. I want you to fuck my face, but on my terms, not yours. You gotta learn how to read the fucking room.”

“I’m so fucking confused. What am I supposed to do?”

“Slide your dick in my mouth and throat fuck me, but not like a slut, like someone you fucking respect. Like you would want it done to you. I’ll tell you when I’ve had enough.” Aidan leaned his head back and waited for Chandler to make the next move.

“I don’t want anyone to fuck my throat!”

“That’s a fucking lie. Just fucking get to it already.”

***

Garrett decided to head out to the BDSM club while Blaze was in Miami. He was bored and horny and needed a little action. He figured he’d find a quick hook up, dish out a little discipline and head home. He wasn’t one for the costume, so he put on a black t-shirt, jeans and a pair of black Doc Martens. 

It didn’t take him long to become bored there too. Too many of the guys there were not that serious about the scene. Others were way too serious. Any of the available subs to play with really weren’t his type. He had no issue with older, hairy, or beefy men, they just weren’t his type. He preferred younger guys and that’s the only good use of his time, as far as he was concerned. The whole BDSM lifestyle wasn’t his thing. It was just something he preferred to have between him and Blaze. However, he tried to find a sense of community anyway.

He was in and out in less than an hour. Still horny and still wanting a boy to play with, he turned to Scruff and headed to JR’s for a drink. If nothing, he’d find a cute bottom boy who would be willing to let him have his way with them. The bartender knew him and Blaze and was a friendly face to chat with. It wasn’t super busy. After a couple of drinks, he wasn’t excited about his prospects, so he just headed home. As he was walking, he saw a stunning young boy walk past him. The boy smiled at Garrett and he smiled back. A few steps later, he stopped and turned around, the boy was right behind him.

“Hi there! I’m Charlie. You look like you’re not having a fun night.”

“Hey, I’m Garrett. Nah, no big deal. Just not a lot of good pickings for me tonight.”

“What about me? Am I good pickings for you?”

The boy was short and slim, very cute and very friendly. He was wearing a collar, black leather pants and a black tank. Garrett liked what he saw.

“You could be, but it looks like you already belong to somebody. Do you? Or is that just a prop?” 

“This?” he replied, grabbing the collar, “it’s a prop. I just want guys to know that I know my place.”

“And what place might that be?”

“A sub. A slave. Whatever you need me to be. Whatever I can do to serve you. By the way, I think we’ve met.”

“We have? Oh shit. We have. You work for my partner. You’re Blaze’s assistant. Fuck.”

“I thought you were too hot to just be a random guy. So, because I work for Blaze, does that mean you’re not interested? Assuming you were actually interested in the first place.”

“It could be awkward. He’s my sub and your boss. I don’t want to muck up his work life. It is too important to him. He never stops saying how amazing you are.”

“Blaze is the most amazing guy. I kinda wish we could get past that though. You are really fucking hot. I thought that the first time I met you. I even told Blaze how hot I thought you were.”

Garrett really wanted this boy. He had all sorts of bad things he wanted to do to him swimming through his head. He went for it and took him home. On that first night, he tied Charlie down flogged him, spanked him and fucked him senseless. They had a great conversation the next morning about slaves and masters. Charlie desperately wanted to be a slave. Garrett wanted him, but thought he was too young to understand what he wanted. He didn’t know Charlie. 

They hung out two more nights before Garrett finally joined everyone else in Miami. Garrett used Charlie harder and harder each time, pushing his boundaries to see how far he’d go. Charlie went wherever Garrett took him. He was unbelievably obedient. Garrett didn’t tell Blaze. He wasn’t sure how he’d deal with it and he felt guilty, considering what he’d put Blaze through for his indiscretion. 

With Blaze out of town again, Garrett invited Charlie over for a couple of nights. Blaze had no idea the time off he was approving was for his assistant to get used by his partner. Charlie showed up and went right into character. Slave boy was there to serve Master Garrett.

Torture, beatings, pain - none of it bothered Charlie. His little body took it all. Garrett made him worship him and more. He used Charlie hard and was very impressed at how much he could take. He decided to kick it up a notch. He dug out the portable sling he and Blaze bought a while ago, but didn’t really have room for in the apartment. He set up only the frame, which was a set of metal tubes connected together to make two big squares that crossed one another in an ‘x’. It was pretty sturdy and Charlie was light enough. 

He didn’t plan to be as sweet to Charlie this time. He really wanted to test the kid out. If this went well, maye the boy could become his and Blaze’s slave. 

He suspended Charlie from the frame, face down. Garrett attached cuffs to his wrists, which he secured to the frame, and then did the same with his ankles. He did a quick check and things were fine so far. Garrett pulled the ropes up and extended Charlie’s arms and legs as far as they could go, raising him about halfway up the frame. This made Charlie scream out in pain. 

“This really hurts!”

Garrett smacked Charlie in the face. “Good. That’s the fucking point, now, not another fucking word.” He raised his finger in front of Charlie’s face, he just whimpered. “AND DON’T FUCKING MOVE.”

Charlie was stretched out like a big ‘X’ and in more pain than Garrett had ever put him through. He was going to endure it. He wanted to be Garrett and Blaze’s sex slave and knew he had to prove himself. 

Garrett attached a series of electrodes on Charlie’s genitals, his feet and hands, and other parts of his body. They were connected to a handheld device that Garrett controlled. He sent several shocks into the boy, making him scream and shake. He begged for Garrett to stop to no avail. The shocks continued for a few minutes until Charlie stopped reacting. He just hung there, his eyes wide open, drooling from the side of his mouth. This was the furthest Garrett had ever gone with anyone. Garrett stepped in front of him and grabbed his face by the chin.

“How does that feel, slave?”

Charlie could barely speak, “no……..mmmmmore……unggggghhh…….ppppllllleassssse….” His voice just trailed off. Just saying that was exhausting.

Deciding he’d had enough, Garrett ended the electro play. He continued to torture Charlie with hot wax, clothespins and flogging. It was time for him to fuck the boy, who was in perfect position to get fucked. Garrett spit on his ass and worked his fingers in and out, poking and prodding and stretching Charlie’s tight hole. He just let out low, feeble groans. Garrett may have pushed him too far.

Garrett pushed his thick nine inch cock up against Charlie’s entrance and gently pushed himself in. The boy whined softly, barely registering the penetration. Soon, Garrett was pummeling his ass, forcing his body to swing back and forth, making the restraints more and more uncomfortable. Charlie pathetically mumbled in protest and Garrett responded by pounding harder and harder, as fast as he could. 

Finally, Garrett exploded. He pumped thick loads of cum into Charlie. Once he was done, he rested a moment, then pulled out. He undid all of the restraints and took Charlie to bed.

“You took that like a champ. Really fucking awesome. Tonight, you get a reward. We will make out and cuddle. Cool?”

“Yes, thank you. Please Master Garrett, please let me be your sex slave. You and Blaze. I will do anything for you. Please.”

That was exactly what Garrett wanted to hear. He hoped Blaze would forgive him for what he’d done so far.

***

With Blaze out playing with the Senator, Jack took advantage of the time alone. It was going to be a dildo night. He packed a few toys, just in case he and Blaze needed a distraction.

Jack dumped the suitcase of toys out on the bed and grabbed two of them. They were all fairly large, but these two were kind of funky. One was 12 inches long and very thick. It had rings on it to make things more interesting. The other was about 14 inches and was a series of balls connected by a thick shaft. Each ball got bigger as the dildo went down. The others were just varying sizes of pretty standard cock-shaped dildos.

Sometimes, Jack made his own little moment out of playing by himself. It reminded him of simpler times when he was much younger and stayed home some nights to entertain himself instead of going out. Between being so busy and spending most of his time with his boys, he rarely had time to just be by himself. 

He laid his toys and lube out on the floor in his hotel room and turned on some music. He cued up a dark, seductive trance playlist on Spotify that made him feel good. He even popped some ecstasy that he had from a small batch that he and Blaze were supposed to take on one of their hangouts together, which for whatever reason, they couldn’t seem to make happen. He opted for half a pill since it had been a while and he didn’t want to be useless the next day. 

After about 15 minutes, he started to feel the effects of the ecstasy. Now, he was ready. He started by feeling his body all over. Jack had a tendency to not appreciate himself. Since he’s been feeling better about himself, he let himself enjoy how he feels. He knelt in the middle of the towel he placed on the floor, rubbing his hands all over his body. As the pill kicks in, Jack gets into feeling every part of himself. He runs his hands through his hair, slides his fingers into his mouth, feels his neck and chest and moves his hands down past his cock. He grabs his balls and squeezes them a bit. He squeezes them hard and gives them a hard tug. After making himself feel the pain of squeezing and hitting his own balls, he moves his hands down his legs, feeling them all the way down to his feet. Finally, he pokes his fingers in and out of his hole. 

Aside from wiping up a little precum to suck off his fingers for a little taste of himself, Jack pays little attention to his small cock. He lubed up the first dildo and teased his hole with it, rubbing it with anticipation. He shoves it in, showing himself no mercy, shoving the ringed toy in completely. He cried out and winced with the pain of his hole opening so abruptly and so harshly. As the pain eases, he fucks himself slowly, easing the dildo up and down without ever pulling it out. He goes faster, harder, deeper. The effects of the pill sending him into a wave of pleasure. He’s moaning loudly, panting and gasping. He works his ass for at least 20 minutes, abusing himself with the funky toy. He finally jams the dildo deep into himself and holds the position until he catches his breath. He’s ready for the next toy.

Before lubing up the next toy, he slid his fingers into his hole. First two, then three, fully enjoying the way his hand feels pushing against his sphincter. He could easily fist himself, but moves on to the next dildo. It’s thicker than the first and the placement of the balls makes it especially intense. It takes a bit of effort to slide it in, but just a little force and it slides in deep. Ball after ball stretching his hole wider each time, then retracting to the shaft three times. He holds it in and enjoys the feeling of this tool filling him up. He decides to fuck himself hard and fast, pounding himself like a jackhammer. Thanks to the pill and his wild horniness, he goes at himself for a while. He lies back, thinking of Harrison fucking him like this, pounding away at him. He imagines Aidan fucking him even harder. His mind goes between both boys until he pictures them both fucking him at the same time. Jack is sweating and breathing hard, completely lost in the savage fucking he’s giving himself. Without even thinking about it, he blasts a load of cum all over himself.

Jack takes a quick break, getting some water and resting a bit. He’s feeling the pill hard, smiling and touching himself, slowly grooving to the music. He strokes his cock a bit and plays with his balls. Then, he slides his hand to his hole and feels it open up. He slides his fingers in, four with no problem. With just a light push, he has his fist in his hole. He falls back on the bed and gently slides his fist in and out of his hole and dreams of his boys.

Jack is deep in a zone. The music, the sensations, the sweat and cum have taken over. Jack is in a very happy place.

As he enjoys his self-fisting, he notices the other dildos. He looks them over and decides he needs more. He tosses two of them to the floor. They are both the same, but in different colors. They happen to be ones that Jack and Blaze love. They love to use them on each other so much, they bought a second so they could fuck each other at the same time. They weren’t that big, at least for Jack or Blaze, but they were still 12 inches long and 6.5 inches around. 

Jack slicks up his ass and the dildo with a ton of lube. Squatting over it, he uses his right hand to position it to his hole, takes a deep breath and slowly lowers himself. The effects of the pill have him wanting to feel his ass stretching. Once fully inside, he rides it, bouncing up and down, moaning in pure bliss. He closes his eyes and begins to think of Harrison lovingly fucking him, making him feel every inch of his cock. As he fantasizes, he still wants more. 

Without any further thought, he grabs the second dildo, lubes it up and starts to push it against his already filled hole. He works at it for a while. Even though his ass is well used, it still takes some effort to shove a second thick dildo in where one already happens to be. His hole finally gives way and he shoves it in. He screams in pleasure, feeling it through his body as he feels the toy spread him wider. Two toys were now firmly lodged up Jack’s ass. 

After a brief pause to enjoy the sensation of his stretched hole, he began to ride. He held the base of both dildos and rode hard and fast. He lays back and fucks himself with one, while holding the other in, then switches to the other for the same motion. He’s used himself so hard, he was able to pull one completely out and shove it back in. He got lost in himself again and went harder and faster, feeling his insides widen and loosen. Jack was loving this so much, he couldn’t stop himself. He fantasizes about Harrison and Aidan and fucks himself even harder, seemingly possessed by the fucking. He finally feels another wave of cum ready to go. He keeps fucking deep and fast until he explodes. For the second time that night, Jack is cumming like a geyser. He pulls the dildos out and just lays there.

A couple of hours later, Jack woke up on the floor covered in cum. He could barely even move. He still felt like jelly. He still felt amazing. He gets up, has some more water, pours himself a drink and climbs into bed. He takes the smallest of the dildos - still nine inches long - and gently fucks himself to sleep, still dreaming of his boys.

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