Characters- (All characters are 18 or older and entirely fictional-)
- S-23 –
- Marcos-24-
- Kai-23-
- Oliver-25-
- Mariano- 23-
- Monty- 25-
- Grey- 23-
- Malcolm- 27-
- Michael-27
- Hadi-26-
- Pierre-24
- Javi-24-
- Sky-24-
- Arlo- 23-
- Lei- 25
- Cooper- 23
Chapter 11- Oliver and S
When I woke up I was sad to find myself alone again. The bed clearly had just held four people but now it was just one. They’ll be back later though, I told myself and checked the clock on my phone. 8:59. I immediately jumped out of bed. I have to meet with Oliver, I’m gonna be late. I looked around and saw an outfit laid out again with a note.
“Here you go baby, we all had work and we will be back in the afternoon. Here’s a cute outfit for you, love you and see you later. Be a good boy for Oliver!. ~Marcos
PS- I have given Oliver permission to let you cum or deny you the right to cum. He has full control over you until I get back.”
I blushed a little. It was such a loving letter. I held up the outfit (a crop top and really short black shorts that hugged my ass. There was no underwear to be found in the mix so I guess he wanted me going commando. I threw on the outfit and ran out of the room. I panicked realizing I didn’t really know where Oliver wanted me to meet him. No one was in the living room. I ran downstairs to find all the rooms down there empty.
“Oliver?” I called out. No answer. I didn’t want to go yelling for him upstairs in case someone was asleep and decided instead to check Grey's garage. I shivered as I stepped outside, it was early and some of the morning chill still remained. I heard noise coming from Greys garage and was relieved that someone might be able to help me. I walked over and saw Grey in his overalls, no clothes on underneath of course. He was blasting music and laying underneath the car, the sound of a wrench and other tools filling the air. I tried to call his name and sighed when he couldn’t hear me. I was about to tap his foot when I heard someone say something nearby.
I looked up and saw Oliver. He was sitting on the couch on the other side of the garage. He was wearing an apron and a bright pink bandana around his head. He has a slightly stern look on his face and pointed for me to stand in front of him. I sheepishly walked over.
“You’re late.” He said firmly.
“I’m sorry sir. I didn’t mean-“ my words were quickly cut off by Oliver’s thin hand covering my mouth.
“I don’t want to hear your pathetic excuses.” I dropped my head a little. I had upset him. “Climb this ladder, we’re going to complete your paper work up there.” I nodded obediently and climbed the ladder to the room I had seen above the garage. It wasn’t very big, probably a bit smaller than my studio but it was big enough to fit a small desk, a rug, and some comfortable chairs and a couch. It was a cute little hangout spot basically. It also had a small little balcony, behind the desk that let you get a beautiful view of the whole house and the city in the background.
“You sit in the chair across from the desk.” I quickly sat down and watched Oliver take his place behind the desk. He rifled through them and laid out a bunch in front of me. Once they were all laid out he stood up and circled me once, tapping his finger on his chin like he was solving a puzzle.
“Strip.” He ordered. I immediately followed orders and tried to sheepishly cover my crotch with my hands. I felt so embarrassed being so exposed. The door to the balcony was wide open and anyone could look up and see me.
“You have been such a bad boy this week. Late not just once, but twice. Once with Arlo, and now with me. I’m beginning to sense a pattern with you. Do you like disobeying orders?” He gripped my hair with those last words and pulled my head back.
“No sir, sorry sir. I was only a few minutes late, why is it such a big de-.” He slapped my face. Not too hard but enough for me to stop my sentence in my tracks and for my dick to pulse with pleasure.
“Shut up,” he lifted me out of my chair and forced me to bend over the desk. “Nobody cares what excuse you have or whether or not you think it’s a big deal. It’s a big deal because a Dom told you it was. You shut up and follow orders.” I felt my dick throbbing and my face grow warm. I had grown to love being treated like this. Like a plaything, like a toy, like I have no thoughts of my own, only commands to follow.
“Do you understand?” He pulled my hair back again. I nodded eagerly. He grabbed my face and ordered me to say it out loud.
“I understand sir.” He pulled my hair harder.
“You understand what?”
“I understand that my thoughts don’t matter, I just follow orders.” He slapped my ass once causing me to cry out with a small moan.
“Good boy.” He grabbed a ribbon from the desk and started fiddling with my hair. I tried to move my hands to feel what he was doing but he slapped my hand.
“Hands on the desk. I’m putting your hair in a bun, I want to make sure it’s as grabable as possible for what comes next.” I obediently kept my hands right where they were on the table. I looked down and saw my cock was laying across one of the documents leaving a big precum stain on it.
“Um…. Sir.”
“Yes baby?” He wrapped up the ribbon in my hair and pulled the bun so I could turn and look him in the eye.
“I’m think I’m staining one of the documents…” he looked down and quickly removed it.
“Bad boy, look at the mess you’ve made.” He grabbed my bun and shoved it so my face was up against the ruined piece of paper. “Now I have to get a new one.” He pulled me back up and released my hair. He crumpled up the ruined one and threw it so it bounced of my face onto the floor. He chuckled and riffled through a drawer for a new one and placed it in front of my but far away from the mess I was making on the table. He sat down in the chair at the desk and crossed his legs and leaned back.
“So you want to move in here?” He said casually.
“Yes sir. I would love to live here.”
“Why should we let you. We have a nice unit right now. Everyone’s happy and has fun and there isn’t tension. How do I know you want cause problems?” I felt myself blush. It felt so weird to discuss such a topic while posed in such a way.
“Because I will do whatever I can to add to this house and not take away from it. If there is tension I’ll resolve it. If I cause a problem I will fix it. I want to live here and I want to make sure everything gets better not worse when I do.” He rubbed his chin theatrically and then nodded his head, accepting my answer.
“Ok, good. In that case, sign that one.” He pointed to the paper on the left. “That’s the rental agreement.” I blushed a little more. He was really having me sign all the papers while standing like this. I looked past him into the backyard and saw Arlo laying out on a sun chair (completely naked of course) and quickly looked away. I quietly prayed to myself he wasn’t looking this way and was just asleep in that chair. I signed it and pushed it forward to him. Oliver collected it and pushed the next one forward.
“This one is all the house rules.” He began going through them all carefully. Some I had already heard yesterday but others were new. For example, they had strict parking rules apparently, which amused me a lot to be discussing while I was completely naked. He saw me laughing and smirked a little.
“Do you find it amusing that I’m talking about something so formal while you are all out on display like this?” There was a hint of firmness to his voice.
“No sir, sorry sir.”
“No no no, you clearly thought something was funny, what was it.” I blushed deeper and looked up at him.”
“Um… I just found it funny to be talking about something so banal while I’m standing like, and naked…” he studied me for a second.
“Why is that. You have been naughty, so this is your punishment. You have to be exposed for anyone to see and you can’t put on clothes or touch yourself until these documents have been completed. I control your pleasure and your dignity right now. I could go take a shower and leave you here if I wanted.” I blushed harder and shook my head.
“Please don’t sir, I’m sorry for laughing.” I looked down at the desk and continues to read the list. I could feel him smile a devilish little grin before he returned to the document. When he got to the end he pointed to a place for me to sign as a part of my agreement to live here. He took that one and pointed to the next.
“This one is perhaps the most important. You probably already did something similar with Marcos but we like to do one for the whole house too. As you are already well aware, everyone here has fun with each other pretty much all the time. You’ve already explored quite a bit.” He tilted my chin up to look him in the eye with those last words. I look down and saw that he pulled the apron to the side and had poked his dick through one of the pockets (which apparently had a false back) and was slowly stroking his cock with his other hand. I looked at it hungrily and he pulled my chin up to look him in the eye again. “However, if you are going to live here, we want to make sure everyone knows your boundaries and likes and dislikes and who your master is. All sorts of things so everyone knows what to expect with you, what you consent to doing, what not to do with you. Do you understand why this is so important.”
“Yes sir,” I said without hesitation. He gave me a little wink and released my chin. He went through the list slowly. Some felt very similar to the list I had done with Kai and Marcos on my first day here. I felt a chill go through my whole body as I remembered that day. I felt my dick throb remembering being on my knees with a cock in my mouth answering the questions silently with my hand. I shuffled my feet a little and readjusted because of how much I wanted to touch my cock. Oliver stopped halfway through the question about whether or not I liked if someone came up to me and initiated something without asking.
“Everything ok baby?” I blushed and looked up at him.
“Sorry sir, got a little excited. We can keep going.” I looked back down at the paper and he tilted my head back up.
“Excited by what.” He had a sly little grin on his face and a devilish twinkle in his eye.
“When I did this with Kai and Marcos, they had me do it while I was on my knees, um, sucking their cocks. I answered with my hand.” My dick throbbed a little once more saying it out loud.
“Oh and you liked that didn’t you?”
“Yes sir, it was amazing.” He smirked a little wider.
“Were you thinking about doing that with me right now.” The thought had surprisingly not crossed my mind but now that it was there it’s all I could imagine. I blushed and looked at him and quietly nodded.
“Ah ah ah,” he stopped stroking his cock and waved it a little to tease me. “Only good boys who say what they want out loud get to suck this dick.”
“Please sir, can I suck your cock while you ask me these questions.” He grinned at my request and sat back in his chair with his hands behind his head.
“Good boy. Sure, but you have to crawl under my desk and my cock doesn’t leave your mouth until I cum.” I smiled and eagerly dropped to the floor to crawl under the desk. It was a bit small but I made it work. I pressed my face up against his cock and looked up at him as my tongue danced along the underside of his shaft. I was sad to see he wasn’t looking at me but also aroused at the idea that he was just using me for pleasure. He was gonna sit back and have me do my job. I sucked on the tip and licked across the slit of his cock tasting some salty precum. Once my lips wrapped around the tip I felt a hand grab my bun and push me all the way down.
“Don’t let it fall out baby or I’m gonna tie you to the balcony so everyone can see you’ve been bad.” I blushed and focused on taking his cock into my throat. He released his hand and I slowly started bobbing up and down. I looked up to see he was staring at me intently, watching me take his cock as deep as I could.
“You read to keep going?” He asked. I nodded.
“Say it with my cock in your mouth.”
“Yes sir” I tried to say but it sounded muffled with the thick member in between my lips.
“Good enough.” He chuckled. He told me the same instructions that Kai had given me a couple days ago. He grabbed my hands and place them on his thighs. “Tap twice on the left thigh for not at all. Once on the left thigh for eh no. Tap both thighs for neutral and willing to explore. Tap the right thigh once for maybe. Tap the right thigh twice for fuck yes.” Once the instructions were laid out he continued down the list. A lot of the questions repeated but there were some new ones that excites me. I gave an enthusiastic yes to anyone using me however they wanted whenever they wanted. Oliver made sure to stress that I could always say no to any advance that was made, I just had to tell them the universal house safeword (Frankfurter) so they knew I was serious. The idea of someone using me however they pleased, even if I was busy playing a game made me moan around Oliver’s cock and he grinned down at me.
“Someone’s a little slut that wants to be used. Your poor throat is gonna be sore with a couple days with that answer.” Grabbed the back of my head and pushed me all the way down. My nose pressed against his shaved crotch and I felt the tip his cock press against my throat. I suppressed my gag reflex the best I could and just sat there until he let me pull back and catch my breath. I felt my eyes water and my dick leaking onto the floor.
“Fuck, you are such a good little slut. I can’t wait to ride your cock and make you beg for me to let one of my subs fuck you. You’d like that wouldn’t you?” I squeezed his right thigh repeating and nodded furiously.
“I knew it. I’ll let you, if you are good.” He continued down the list. I gave a lot of enthusiastic yeses to all sorts of things: voyeurism, exhibitionism, gangbang/group stuff, public stuff, being tied up, being degraded, and more. With each answer I continued to fantasize about all of the people I had met doing different things to me in different places. I imagined Marcos ordering me to please someone while he watched or walking in on me being used by Arlo in the kitchen or Oliver riding me in the living room. When asked about verbal humiliation and titles, I gave an enthusiastic thumbs up to any and all humiliating words and names being used against me and I was equally excited to use any and all titles when referring to doms who took control of me. He listed off a couple of humiliating words and I thumbsed up several of my favorites. There was one word where I sheepishly hesitated to give my thumbs up: “fg/fggot”. I was still so embarrassed to admit that I loved being called the word. I had been called it by people who bullied me so I thought it would be something I hated but something about it made me so aroused to be humiliated and degraded by a word that used to hold so much power over me.
“You hesitated there baby, you sure about that word?” I quickly responded with thumbs up and shook my hand to emphasize it.
“Oh I see, were you embarrassed to admit it.” I sheepishly avoided eye contact and he grabbed my hair, which forced me to return to looking at him. “Don’t you look away f*g.” I moaned at being called the word.
“Oh you like that? You like being told what you are? God such a fucking slut, you just wanted to be degraded and humiliated like the f*g you are.” As he said those words he fucked up into my mouth. I moaned with each thrust into my throat. I was in Heaven, Oliver had quickly taken to using the word knowing that it brought me so much pleasure. He thrust a few more times and then released my hair, letting me set the pace once more.
He moved through a few sections of questions until he got to the question about what position I liked (top, bottom, switch). I froze. He noticed and grabbed my bun and pulled me off his cock. I panicked a little about disobeying his earlier command but did not resist.
“Don’t worry, you aren’t breaking my order. I think you need to answer this one out loud. Now tell me, what should I write down for position?” I looked up at him, appreciating how quick he was to notice that this question was difficult.
“Um… ok. I think you should write that I’m a sub and will do any position I am ordered to do as long as I’m not in charge. I liked when people made me be the top but I just don’t want to be in charge. I don’t like being the one to make decisions, I want to be ordered around.” Oliver grinned and bent over to give me a little kiss.
“Good boy, now put your mouth back where I belongs.” I blushed a little and quickly took his cock back in my mouth and continued bobbing up and down. We continued like this for a few minutes until he said we were done. He put his pen down and grabbed my bun to remove me from his cock once again.
“But sir-“ he pulled my hair roughly and I stopped speaking, waiting for his instructions. He ordered me to my feet and pulled me to my feet and released my hair. He neatly put away the papers we had just filled out and looked me in the eye sternly. “Bend over the desk and spread your legs.” I sheepishly followed his orders, acutely aware of how exposed and vulnerable I was right now. He sat back in his chair and pulled his cock through the fake pocket of his apron and began stroking his cock once more while looking over my entire body. The pen marks were still there, albeit a bit faded and smudged in various places. All of the filthy words were still pretty legible though. He fished around in his apron and pulled out a small round remote. He clicked it once and I heard a loud clank from the garage below. I looked up at Oliver in confusion who continued to slowly stroke his cock while giving me a sneaky little grin. I heard some scrambling behind me and looked to see Grey scrambling up the steps. His overalls had been tied around around his waist revealing his grease and sweat covered upper body. I couldn’t help but gawk at his slender and tone frame and all of the glistening sweat and grease that was dipping into all of the creases of his abs and arms. As soon as he was at the top of the ladder he quickly came to stand next to me with hands at his sides and facing forward.
“Hi sir, sorry sir. I came as soon as you called.”
“No need to apologize baby, you did a great job. I’m gonna have to use this toy more often, you get so much more obedient when I use it.” Oliver pressed on the button in the remote once more and I heard a dull vibrating sound. Grey twitched a little and put his hand on the desk to steady himself. Oliver smirked a little and continued to slowly stroke himself and play with the button. Grey became a moaning mess next to me and had to put both hands on the desk to stay upright. After a couple of minutes of playing with him Oliver stopped pressing the button and ordered Grey to strip. Grey untied the straps of his overalls that were wrapped around his waist and the clothing fell to the floor. My eyes immediately were drawn to his cock which was red and hard due to the cock ring wrapped around its base.
“Baby, turn around and show him what’s inside of you.” Oliver commanded. Grey blushes and turned to show me his ass which revealed that the cock ring around his dick was connected to a butt plug which was buried in his hole. As I stated at it, Oliver pressed the button on the remote again and it started vibrating once more. Grey moaned out and placed his hands on the wall.
“Fuck baby, you look so hot when you have a toy inside you. Come here and give me a kiss.” Grey followed Oliver’s commands and walked over to bend down and passionately kiss him. I watched as the two seemed to get lost in their kisses for a few moments until Oliver grabbed Greys hair and pulled him down to whisper in his ear. I couldn’t hear what he was saying but I saw Grey perk up a little at his words and glance over at me.
“Are you sure sir?” He asked hesitantly.
“Yes baby, I am gonna sit and watch. I love watching remember.” With those words Grey gave Oliver another deep kiss and moved around the desk to stand behind me. I didn’t dare move my arms of the desk, even though they had begun to ache from my bent over and exposed position. I tried to turn my head to look at Grey but a hand grabbed my hair and pushed my hand down into the desk.
“So you like to be called a f*g huh? That turns you on?” Greys voice which was usually so sweet and kind had become authoritative and gruff. I looked up at Oliver whose eyes were clouded with lust as he watched the scene unfolding before him. I nodded timidly in response.
“Say it.” Grey ordered.
“Yes, yes I do.” A hand came down on my ass and I stifled a moan.
“Louder and use my proper title when I’m in charge: master.”
“Yes I do, master.” My dick throbbed a little at both admitting that out loud and in referring to someone by that title.
“Good fg.” Another hand came down on my ass and I moaned out loud this time, unable to control it. “That’s right, moan out like the fg you are.” Another slap to my ass followed once more.
“Oliver tells me that you’ve been late twice now, do you think that’s ok?” I shook my head no. A slap to my ass. “Use your voice.” He ordered sternly.
“No master. I just slept in was all. I didn’t mean to be late.” Another slap to my ass.
“I don’t care what kind of pitiful excuses you have. Fgs follow orders or fgs get punished. Don’t you know this by now?” Two more slaps to my ass. At this point my ass stung but it was turning me on. The punishment, the pain, the words, all of it was making me harder and harder and more desperate to have a cock in me.
“Yes master, I know this. I will do better, I promise.” This time a hand didn’t come down on my ass but rather wrapped around my throat and pulled me up so my back was pressed against his stomach. I could smell the grease and sweat all over him and it was making me hard. I whimpered a little in desperation and tried to grind my ass on his cock.
“Fuck just look at you, you are all hard and desperate. Tell me what you want right now.” I blushed and mustered the courage to speak up. When I hesitated the grip on my throat tightened a little and I gasped a little.
“Don’t think, just say it. F*gs like you don’t think, they just do. So say it.” The hand loosened and I coughed for a second and caught my breath.
“I want to be fucked master. I want your cock in me. Please give it me.” The hand around my throat turned my head and Grey roughly kissed me. His other hand drifted down and started stroking my cock slowly. I moaned into the kiss.
“God you are such a noisy f*ggot. I would gag you if it wasn’t so much fun humiliating you by having you say things.” I moaned out, the pleasure was overwhelming me. The hand around my throat moved to my hair and pushed my head back down against the wood of the desk.
“Spread your legs and place both of your hands flat on the desk.” I obediently followed Greys commands and got into position. Behind me I felt his cock sliding in between my ass cheeks, occasionally pressing against my hole. I moaned quietly each time I felt the tip press against it and then slide past it. I looked up to see Oliver pulling lube out of the desk. He had moved so that both of his legs were spread and resting on the desk giving me and Grey both a clear view of his hole. He spread some lube on his hand and began to press a finger into himself. The other hand passed the lube to Grey. I held my breath as I felt the cold liquid get poured on my ass. I then loudly moaned out when I felt fingers drag along and press against my hole using the lube to gain access.
“Do you like that? Do you like my fingers pressing against your hole?”
“Yes master, please go deeper.” Greys other hand wrapped in my hair and pulled my head back.
“You don’t get to tell me what to do f*g. What you want doesn’t matter right now. Got that?” I loved how he was speaking to me. It was making me so hard each time he used those words on me.
“Yes master, I’m sorry.”
“Tell me why you are sorry.” He commanded pulling my hair a little harder.
“I’m sorry because I asked you to do something when what I want doesn’t matter master.” I said this right as he pressed two fingers into my hole. I felt it stretching out and my dick pulse a little at the feeling of someone entering me.
“And why don’t your desires matter?” As he said this he began using his fingers to stretch me out and make my whole relax. I realized what he was asking me to say, I had never actually called myself that before. I felt the hand grip in my hair harder and I quickly answered.
“Because I’m a f*g master.” My whole body was hit by a wave of warmth and arousal. I enjoyed degrading myself just as much as I enjoyed others degrading me. It actually turned me on to call myself that word.
“And whose f*g are you?” He pressed a third finger into me and I felt a mixture of pain and pleasure as my hole was forced to stretch even more.
“Yours master.” I said between moans.
“Say it.” He pressed his fingers in deeper and I felt them graze against my g spot. An intense wave of pleasure hit me and I moaned out loud. I regained composure and answered him.
“I’m your f*ggot master.”
“Good boy, I think you are finally learning your place. I think you deserve a reward. Don’t you?” I wanted to answer yes, but this felt like a trick. He just told me my desires don’t matter. If I said yes I will have shown I still think mine do. I shook my head no.
“Oh you don’t think you do? Tell me f*g, why don’t you think you deserve a reward?” With every sentence he pressed against the spot inside me that sent waves of pleasure throughout my body.
“Because I’m a f*g and my desires don’t matter.” He released my hair and slowly ran his hand down my back.
“Good boy, you are learning.” He slowly removed his fingers from my hole. I whined a little at the loss of them inside me and immediately felt a hand slap my ass.
“Shut up, you are so fucking whiny.” I immediately stifled any moans or whines. As I laid bent over the desk I wondered what he was going to do next. Before I really had the chance to think I felt something pressing against my hole once more. It was bigger than Grey's fingers, it didn’t take me long to figure out it was his cock pressing slowly into me. I bit my finger to silence any moans that might fall out of my mouth. After a second of adjusting as he pressed in he stopped moving. I could feel his thighs pressing against my ass and could feel his dick so deep inside my hole.
I felt a hand wrap around my bun once more and it pulled my head up to look Oliver straight in the eye. Oliver had replaced his fingers with a dildo he probably also procured from the desk and was slowly thrusting it into himself while jerking off and taking in the sight in front of him.
“Why don’t you tell Daddy Oliver what you are?” With those words Grey began to thrust into my hole. He started slowly and began to pick up speed with each thrust. One hand was gripping my hair while the other held my waist down. As soon as Grey gave the command my eyes locked with Oliver’s. His eyes were so lost in pleasure and lust watching me get toyed with. He gave me a little grin waiting for me to say it.
“I’m a f*g, daddy.” I moaned out. Just as I said it Greys cock pressed against my prostate and I cried out in pleasure.
“Are you baby? How do you know?” Said Oliver. He moved his hand off of his cock and rubbed his precum and lube smeared hand across my face and lips. I stuck my tongue out to catch a taste and he pressed one of his fingers in before removing it and using my saliva to help him jerk off. I wasn’t sure how to answer at first.
“Because I love cock daddy. I love it inside of me.” I said between thrust.
“What else, I know there is more.” Oliver responded.
“I also like getting ordered around and getting told what to do.”
“And?” I was surprised that Oliver wanted more. I hesitated and the hand in my hair gripped harder.
“Are you not going answer Daddy?” Grey said with a hint of frustration and anger in his voice.
“No master, sorry. Um, because I like being called names and degraded. I love it when someone humiliated me or makes me humiliate myself. Fuck I love it all. I love just being someone’s toy to use and play with and treat however they w-.” As I started speaking Grey started thrusting harder and faster into me and my words got cut off by moans. “Waaaaant. Fuck I’m just a fg. That’s what I am. A cock hungry submissive and obedient fg who will do anything I’m told if it means a cock goes inside of me at some point.” Grey wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me up so I was pressed against his chest once more. He continued to thrust into me while he began kissing my neck and praising me.
“You did so good baby, I love seeing you admit what you are and what you want. If you want to be a good sub you have to accept what you are. You just did that and you did so good. It’s so hot seeing you letting go of your fear.” I leaned my head back and took in all of the feelings. The praise, the kisses, the cock slowly slamming into my pleasure spot. It all felt so good.
“Thank you master.” I moaned out. We continued to fuck in that position until Oliver finally spoke up.
“Lay our toy on the table on his back.” Greys composure changed and he immediately followed his doms commands and released his grip on my waist. I yelped in surprise but he realized what was happening and caught me. He slowly pulled out of my ass which made me moan in frustration. Before I could react He flipped me over onto my back and laid me on the desk. He lifted both of my legs onto his shoulder and waited. I could feel his cock pressing against my hole but he wasn’t moving, like he was waiting for something.
“You may return to what you were doing baby,”Oliver said. Grey slowly entered my ass again and returned to fucking me. His pace was a bit wilder in this position and I felt my holding body rocking back and forth on the desk. My head fell off the end of the desk and I was now upside down and face to with Oliver. His cock was only inches from my face and I wanted to taste it so badly.
“Oh does the f*g want a second cock in him?”
“Yes daddy, please” I moaned out trying move my mouth a little closer. A devilish grin spread across Oliver’s face. He pulled the dildo out of his ass and shoved it down my throat. I had practiced deep throating so much this week my gag reflex didn’t even activate. Oliver continued to stroke his cock as he began fucking my mouth with the dildo. I let my jaw relax and accepted the rough face fucking from the toy.
“Is this good enough for you?” Oliver quipped. I shook my head no and he gave me a mocking pouty face. “Well that’s too fucking bad. I don’t think a f*g like you deserves my cock.” He continued to fuck my face as Grey continued pounding into me. He had begun to let out little moans and pants with each thrust. Oliver began to make little noises too. I tried to move one hand to start stroking myself but Grey grabbed them both and hand held them at my side, using them as leverage to fuck deeper into my ass. It wasn’t long before his thrusts began to get erratic.
“Daddy can I cum?” I was a little surprised to hear Greys tone shift. While he may have been dominating me he was still one of Oliver’s subs.
“Yes baby, go ahead.” Grey responded to the affirmation by picking up the speed and intensity of his thrusts. I began to moan around the dildo in my mouth and squirmed a little, desperate for someone to touch my throbbing member.
“You like that don’t you? You like when someone just fucks you and uses your hole for their pleasure. That’s all you are. A pleasure toy for all of us. Isn't that right f*g.” I nodded and moaned some more around the fake cock in my mouth. My eyes had begun to water as he continued to roughly fuck my face. Regardless, I couldn’t take my eyes off of his cock. His strokes were becoming quicker and he began to pant and moan and bite his lip. He was close too.
It wasn’t long before Grey began to cum. He lifted me up a little to get a better angle and began moaning loudly as he thrusted. All the while I felt his warm cum filling my insides. He gave me on final thrust before pulling out and falling into the chair behind him. Oliver stopped stroking briefly to toss him a plug which he quickly inserted into my ass. I moaned loudly at the feeling of a toy stretch out my aching hole. Oliver quickly returned to jerking off and pulled the fake cock out of my mouth. He stood up and angled his cock right above my face as his motions grew faster and faster. Finally he threw his head back and came. His cum landed all over my face, into my open mouth, and across my neck and chest. Oliver panted and sighed and fell back into his chair.