I took a few minutes to shower and douche, nothing wrong with a little touch up before hitting the town.
It’s a good thing I always keep the “LOCKED FAGGOT” shirt Sir Jace bought me laundered. Otherwise I don’t know what I’d wear. Other than work clothes, I had nothing else with me.
Sir Jace secured my leash like he was taking out the family dog for a walk. Then he tugged on it as I followed him to the elevator, and then out into the street. I loved how Sir Jace pranced me around the city streets, pulling me along behind him. My heart nearly exploded with joy. People looked at me with disgust, but they just don’t understand what being an owned faggot is all about.
When we arrived to our usual gay bar, there was Eddie, but he was alone. We walked over to where he was sitting.
“Hey buddy, didn’t expect to see you here. Where’s Jimmy?”
“I sent him packing. He was a cutie, but dumb and untrainable. I have your faggot to thank. After a lay like that, why go back to something lesser? There’s a shit ton of faggots in this city, I’ll find another one, only this time, one with experience.”
“I get it. Life is too short to compromise on something like this. I’m lucky, I got a good one.” Jace rubbed my bald head acknowledging me.
“What it’ll be, Jace”, the hot bartender asked.
“How about a vodka tonic with Tito’s.”
“Anything for your faggot?”
“Hey fag, tell the good looking man what you’re drinking”
“May I have a cosmo please, with Tito’s?”
“A pink fruity drink suits you”, Eddie chimed in.
“So what did you get up to this afternoon, Jace?”
“I ran some errands and when I got home I fucked my faggot…twice! I need to thank you for sloppy seconds, hehe. The lube was perfect.”
“Glad to help, any time, and I mean that. You’re a lucky man Jace Robinson. Your faggot’s pussy is Grade A.”
I was beaming from the compliment, smiling from ear to ear.
“You’re not kidding, Eddie, and the faggot has some fine restaurant cooking skills, too. I never ate this well at home in my life. And you should see my place. The faggot keeps my place neat and clean, my laundry is ironed, folded and put away. I’m living like a fucking King, Eddie. I had no idea taking in this faggot would make my life much easier.”
“Wow, Jace. It’s like having a live-in maid, one that you don’t even have to pay. Good for you. I see you working hard at our job sites. I’m glad you go home and put your feet up. You know how it is, Alphas like us deserve to be pampered when we’re in our own homes.”
“Exactly. Last night its mother came by unexpectedly. She tried to get me to use its real name. I had to lay down the law. I told her in my house I’ll do what I want. Don’t get me wrong, I assured her I take care of my property.”
“I’m glad you stood your ground. She had no right to do that. Meddling mothers never learn to mind themselves.”
“You fellas need another round?”, the hot bartender asked.
“Sure, thanks.”
“Hey faggot, you want another drink?”, Jace asked.
“No Sir, I’m still drinking this one.”
“That would be a no, but thanks for asking, Jack.”
“Listen Eddie. You’ve been such a great boss to me. I feel like I owe you something. I don’t have much, but I gotta great faggot. Seeing that yours is gone, I’m happy to share him with you until you get a new one. It’s the least I can do.”
“Jace, that’s quite an unexpected offer. I couldn’t. He’s your faggot. Don’t worry, I’ll find my own faggot soon enough.”
“Well, alright then, I had to make the offer. Since you didn’t take me up on it, how about I let you use him one more time.”
“Jace, if I didn’t know any better I’d be thinking you’re trying to butter me up for that Senior Foreman promotion. You can stop now. The decision has already been made. The boys and I talked it over and everyone agreed you’re the best man for the job. Unofficially, congratulations. Don’t say anything to anyone because we were going to announce it on Monday.”
“Thank you, Eddie. I won’t disappoint you. This is great news. Please, take my faggot home for the night. I need to thank you for this.”
“Ok, ok, if you insist. I’ll take him off your hands for the night. I can’t promise bringing him back in one piece, hehe.”
“All I ask is you don’t wear him out. No permanent scars, you hear me, Eddie. I want my faggot returned the same way you found it.”
I thought to myself, “what the heck is going on here? Sir Jace is giving me away like a gift!”
“Jace, I gotta take a leak, I’ll be right back.”
“Hey faggot. Don’t pout. With this promotion in the bag, soon I’ll get a bigger place and you can serve me 365 days a year! Just do this for me. Whatever Eddie wants, do it with the same effort you do for me. Make me proud”
“Hey Eddie, I think I’m gonna hang out here for a bit. It’s getting late. Why don’t you take my faggot home and have a good time.”
“I do like the idea of having more time with your faggot. As much as I enjoy your company, I think we’re going to head out. I’m gonna make every minute count!”
Sir Jace handed Eddie my leash, and after it was clipped to my collar, we took off. Just like that I was lent out to Eddie without being asked. I suppose faggots don’t really have any rights, that’s just how it is. On our walk to Eddie’s place I concentrated on staying positive and trying my best. I wouldn’t ruin Sir’s promotion.
As soon as we entered Eddie’s brownstone I asked, “How may I be of service to you, Sir?”
“What an eager faggot you are. If only little Jimmy was as enthusiastic as you are, he might still be here. Firstly, let’s go with Master Eddie while you are here. Your Sir is Jace and I wouldn’t want to confuse you. Secondly, you know where the bar is, make me a vodka tonic. When you’re done with that, you may go upstairs to use the facilities and freshen up.”
“Yes Master Eddie, coming right up.”
I went to the parlor, fixed the drink and brought it over to Master Eddie who was sitting in his living room.
“I’m really looking forward to this, faggot. I’m planning to make the most of our time together.”
“Yes Master Eddie”
“Go on, I’ll join you upstairs. See you in a few minutes.”
I went up to his bathroom and was immediately impressed. It looked like a fine hotel bathroom, not your ordinary by any means. I noticed a douching hose in the shower so I stripped and stepped inside and made sure all was clear before stepping out and drying off.
Master Eddie burst in while I was drying off and noticed my cock cage.
“No wonder you’re so eager. How long Jace have you in that thing?”
“Almost a full year, Master Eddie.”
“Impressive, impressive indeed. I’m going to have a quick rinse, I left you a gummy next to the nightstand. It will relax you and take the edge off.”
“Thank you, Master Eddie.”
I ate the gummy and waited in bed for Master Eddie to finish his shower. He opened the door and was completely nude. Master Eddie was lean, toned, and smooth, unlike my Sir Jace who was a hairy, hulky, brute of a man. Even soft that shaft dangled downward like a third leg.
“Come over here, faggot. I need to urinate first before we get started. On your knees.”
“Yes Master Eddie”
I hadn’t had urine from another source in so long, I’ve grown accustomed to Sir Jace’s taste and know how his flow works. I took his shaft into my hand and pulled it into my mouth, covering a good 6 or 7 inches and formed a very tight seal. Master Eddie took a deep breath, exhaled, and then I felt his penis sort of vibrate in my mouth and I knew it was coming. I decided to go just a little deeper so it would empty down my throat and I might avoid the taste. But there really is no chance of that when it comes to piss, it fills your mouth entirely. Master Eddie had a very heavy and thick flow, the taste so pungent and some spilled out onto the bathroom floor.
After he finished pissing down my throat and saw the small puddle on the floor, he pointed downward, “you made a mess, faggot. Clean that up.”
I was going to use toilet paper but was stopped immediately.
“No, what do you think you’re doing? Use your tongue, faggot. I want to see that floor tile sparkling clean!”
I lowered my face into the puddle and swiped my tongue into the puddle over and over again like a house cat.
“Very good, very good. I know piss drinking isn’t always so easy the first time with someone new so I’ll let this one pass. You did an excellent job cleaning up after yourself, too.”
Master Eddie laid out in his bed, the Master of his domain, and then said, “Alright faggot, playtime is over, now bring that mouth over here and make my cock feel good.”
“Yes Master Eddie!”
I dove onto the mattress and began to make love to Master Eddie’s penis. Swallowing all his inches, tongue bathing his balls, smacking his hardness across my face, rubbing my face in his crotch, using my lips and tongue…somewhere along the journey that gummy kicked in and I felt lighter physically and mentally, and all of my inhibitions disappeared. I gave Master Eddie that slow, long, wet, and sloppy blow job that many tops dream about. Master Eddie laid back, his hands clasped behind his head, eyes closed, a smile on his face, just laying there, allowing me to make him feel good.
I must have worked on that knob for over an hour before Master Eddie asked to see my ass. I was on all 4’s when Master Eddie spread my ass and began to rim me. Every nerve ending in my ass ring came alive and that gummy had my hole hungrier than usual.
I was crying out with groans of extreme pleasure as Master Eddie’s tongue delved into the folds of my inner sanctum.
When he placed a wet finger inside me, my hips gripped it and began to glide up and down.
“You like my finger up your ass, faggot?”
“Ooohhh yes, I do.”
“Would you like another finger up your ass, faggot?”
“Ohhhh, please, yes!”
“So eager, so beautiful to watch you hungry for my fingers.”
Eddie slipped in a second finger.
“How does that feel, faggot? You like that?”
“Oh God, yes! Thank you, Master!”
Eddie stretched my hole with his two fingers for a bit, and then asked, “You want more fingers up your pussy, faggot?”
“Please, yeeesssss, please! I want more!”
I felt something new enter my asshole, and something inserted, then my hole became flooded with lube. It felt like a nozzle of some sort. My pussy was very wet.
“Ohhhh yes, that cunt is opening up so good for me. Here it is, let’s try four fingers. You think you can take them, faggot?”
“Please, Master! I need more. Give me your fingers!”
“Listen to you, faggot, begging for my fingers. So fucking wonderful. I’m going to give you my fingers right now only because you begged for them.”
I felt the fullness of Master Eddie’s four fingers, and I was feeling incredible, no doubt aided by that gummy. Suddenly, a small brown bottle was tossed at the side of my head.
“Go on, have a good sniff of those poppers. I just bought them at the bar tonight. I told Jace I was going to take a leak. I didn’t, I got this bottle of poppers because I had a feeling you would be right here, in my bed, just like this.”
I opened that bottle too far gone to process what Master Eddie had just revealed and inhaled deeply. The sensation that followed was intense and I felt my hole pushing out, and attempting to swallow more of Master Eddie’s hand.
“Ohhh, wow, you think you can take all of my fingers? Is that what you want, faggot?”
“Yeeesssss, oh god, yeees! Please, Master!”
I felt more lube at my ass and I huffed again on the amyl and let it swim a bit before Master formed that duckbill with his left hand and pushed further inside me, until we both felt that initial “pop”.
Holy shit, so Master Eddie is a fister! I never considered that this was something he was into. I felt so full and stretched. Master had a large hand, just like he had an above average cock reaching 11 inches long.
Master Eddie rubbed my ass and lower back with his free hand and said, “good faggot. I loved your cunt swallowing my fist into your sweet butt. You like my fist in your ass, faggot?”
“OH MY GOD, YES!”
“You’re such a good faggot. Take a good hit of poppers for me.”
I took a good sniff in each nostril, and Master Eddie began to twist his hand inside me, pushing just a little deeper. Then he pulled his hand back so his knuckles breached my pussy lips and pushed back inside. I was flying high and it felt so good.
“You want me to punch that pussy out, don’t you, faggot? I can feel it blooming for me. Tell me you want me to punch your cunt out!”
“Please, Master Eddie, please punch my faggot cunt out! Wreck my cunt, please!”
“Oh my, you’re such a greedy faggot pig!”
Master Eddie began to go faster, drawing back, pushing back inside, over and over again. I took more poppers, pushed my ass back to open wider and Master Eddie really took it to me. I was crying out in high octaves I hadn’t reached since grade school. When Master Eddie began to twist my nuts and punch my scrotum with the other hand, I lost all control and experienced a full on body orgasm, weeks worth of cum escaped from my caged cock and sprayed all over the mattress.
“Oh fuck, faggot, that was incredible feeling your ass squeezing down on my fist like that. Fucking swine! Cumming from my fist up your ass!”
Master Eddie was in the moment. When I came down from the climax, he pushed me onto my stomach, pulled his fist out and shoved his 11 inch dick right up my backside. Master fucked me hard, pressing my head into the mattress with his palm, gripping my hip with the other, wrecking my turned out pussy.
“Oh fuck! This is what I needed, faggot! Get up in some experienced faggot pussy! I’m gonna fucking breed you, faggot! Gonna fucking mark you with my spunk! You want my cum up your ass, faggot?”
“YES!! PLEASE!”
I was so far gone on that poppers high and with that potent gummy, my reality was on another plane. My pussy was wet and sloppy, and so open. Master’s long and hard cock dicked me down so good.
“Ohhhhh fuuuuccckkk, here it cums, faggot!! Take my fucking cock! Ooohhhhhhh ffffffuuuuuuccccckkkkk!”
Master Eddie let loose inside of me, filling my spent ass with his nut for the second time that day. He fell onto my back and I felt his heart going a mile a minute.
After a few minutes, he grabbed my torso, and he flipped us to our sides, still very much impaled in my rectum. His fingers twisted my nipple softly.
“Ohhh man. Jace is a lucky man. He gets to fuck your sweet ass any time he wants. Fuck, that was really good. I haven’t fisted and fucked like that in years. Let’s get some rest and I’m gonna need to nut up your ass at least one more time before I return you to Jace.”
“Thank you, Master Eddie. That was incredible. Please don’t tell Sir Jace that I came without his permission. He’ll be mad and say I stole my orgasm from him. Please, Master Eddie.”
“Don’t worry, faggot. I’m not going to tell him, he’ll get angry with me, too. It will be our little secret.”
“Thank you, Master.”
Master Eddie drifted off to sleep his cock still buried up my warm hole.
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