The next morning Abel woke naked and alone in Daddy Frank’s big four poster bed. The 19 year old stretched and gazed up at his reflection in the large mirror hanging over the bed: his smooth, creamy complexion; the lines of his toned muscles on his small frame, his 5 inch cock looked a bit bigger since Daddy Frank had shaved him bare last night; his dark blonde curls were messy from a night of sweaty sex and sleep; and his wide blue eyes were bright with joy. He wasn’t a lonely virgin anymore, he had a Daddy now that was going to care for him and show him what life could be. Abel grinned and giggled, jumped out of bed to duck into the bathroom before looking for his big, strong Daddy.
Frank was seated at the table reading the morning paper when he heard Abel enter the dining room/kitchen area. He looked at the beautiful naked boy, his dark blonde curls a mess, and said “Good morning boy. How did you sleep?”
Abel stood in the doorway fidgeting nervously and with a smile said “I slept great Daddy.”
Frank nodded to the chair next to him, “Have a seat boy.”
Abel was a bit disappointed to see that the sexy older man was wearing shorts and a tank top. He could clearly see his Daddy’s large, strong arms and hairy chest, but he missed the sight of his thick 8.5 inch cock. Abel pulled out the chair and was relieved to see Daddy Frank had laid out a towel for him to sit on. The table was set with scrambled eggs, bacon, toast and carafes of juice and coffee. Abel’s mouth watered at the spread.
“Help yourself boy,” Frank said, taking a sip of his coffee. “You must be hungry after taking Daddy’s cock so well last night.”
Abel blushed and made a plate for himself, “Thank you Daddy. You didn’t have to do all this.”
“I like to cook, boy.” Frank put his newspaper aside, “Tell me about yourself boy. Are you from here or just here for school?”
“For school, although I don’t think I’ll ever go back home. I’m from a little town a few hours south of Dallas. I’ve never been further than Dallas until I moved here a few weeks ago for school - Computer Science.” Abel said between bites.
“You like working with computers?”
“I love it. Everything is just ones and zeros, you always know what you’re going to get… not like people.” Abel said.
“I guess that’s true,” Frank smiled, “But I prefer to be outside, work with my hands.”
“It shows,” Abel replied coyly, blushing.
Frank chuckled then asked, “What about your family boy? They must hate you being so far from home.”
Abel’s face fell, “They don’t. My Dad is the town preacher. He’s a very strict man, and my mom just quietly stays in the background. I was always a disappointment to them - “too soft” he always said. The only person who ever really cared for me was my grandma, she said I was her special boy, but she died two years ago.”
“I’m sorry boy,” Frank said, placing his hand on Abel’s.
“Thanks. She was the first person I came out to. She told me I was exactly who I was supposed to be. She left me everything she had. Between that and my scholarship I don’t have to depend on my parents, which is good because they don’t want anything to do with me anyway.”
Frank squeezed Abel’s hand, “Never mind them boy. I’m your Daddy now, and you’re not too soft - you’re submissive, you need to be dominated by a strong man, just like I need a boy like you to dominate. There’s nothing wrong or shameful in being who you are meant to be. You’ll see, I’ll teach you.”
Abel smiled and wiped a tear from his eye, “Thank you Daddy.”
Frank sat back and said “Eat your breakfast boy.”
Abel gave a brave smile and continued eating. After a few minutes he spoke up, “Can I ask a question Daddy?”
“Always boy, you should always ask me anything you want to know.”
“Why aren’t you naked too?”
Frank laughed and replied, “Only boys have to be naked in the house, although I will give you a robe to wear if you feel cold. Your body is for my pleasure and I want to see it.”
“Yes sir,” Abel said.
“I suppose we should have a talk about rules and expectations you’ll have to follow as my boy.” Frank said, his voice taking on a resolute tone.
Abel sat up straight and gave his full attention to Frank, “I’m ready Daddy.”
“The first and most important rule is that you must always be honest with me. I am going to introduce you to a lot of new experiences, some will make you uncomfortable. Some will be designed to make you uncomfortable. If I ever ask anything of you that you don’t want to do or don’t think you can do you need to use the safe word and we will discuss it. Never, ever be afraid to use the safe word, even if you think I’ll be disappointed or upset with you - the only thing you could ever do to disappoint me would be to NOT use the safe word if you need to.” Frank said firmly.
“I understand Daddy,” Abel said.
“Good boy. The second rule is that you will do everything I ask you to do, unless you use the safe word. If you don’t follow my instructions quickly and completely you will earn spankings. You are in charge of keeping track of your spankings.”
“Yes Daddy.”
“You are to always be naked when you are in this house unless I say otherwise.”
“Red.” Abel said quickly.
“Good boy,” Frank said, “What’s your concern?”
“What if there are other people in the house?”
“You are to always be naked in Daddy’s house unless I say otherwise, no matter what.” Frank answered firmly.
Abel took a deep breath and said “Yes Daddy.”
“You belong to me boy, you are Daddy’s son and property. I’m going to get you a lock collar for your neck and a cage for your cock. I will have the only key and you must wear them at all times unless I decide to remove them.”
Abel sat stunned for a minute.
“Answer me boy,” Frank commanded.
“Yes Daddy,” Abel said.
“That’s 10 spankings for hesitating and not using your safe word boy.”
“Yes Daddy, sorry Daddy.”
“Stand up boy, I’m going to show you positions to get in on command.” Frank said, standing up. “Come and kneel in front of Daddy boy.”
Abel quickly knelt in front of the strong man, his innocent face in front of the bulge in Frank’s shorts.
“Put your hands behind your back,” Frank commanded.
Abel did as he was told and Frank said, “Good boy. This is position 1. If I tell you to get in position 1, kneel and put your hands behind your back just like this.”
“Yes Daddy.” Abel replied.
“Now get on all fours.” When Abel got into position Frank said, “Good, that’s position 2. For position 3, I want you to bow down with your head on the floor, but keep your ass up like it is now.”
Abel awkwardly tried to comply and Frank knelt beside him to adjust his into the correct form.
“Good boy. I will give you more rules later on as we go through your training. Now get dressed, it’s time to go shopping.” Frank said.
30 minutes later they arrived at an electronics store. As they walked in Frank logged into a few hookup apps with a profile he’d made for Abel earlier that morning, offering free blowjobs. As Frank shopped for a small high end camera for Abel to put in his dorm room for Frank’s viewing pleasure, he got a hit on one of the apps.
Frank put his hand on Abel’s shoulder and looked him squarely in the eyes, “Looks like Daddy found you a cock to suck boy. Would you like that? Show Daddy what a good slut you can be when he asks you to?”
Abel’s face burned red and his heart pounded with nerves and excitement, “If you want me to Daddy, but I thought sluts were… bad?”
“Not if it’s for me son. Anything you do for me is never bad.” Frank pulled the boy close and kissed his forehead. “Now, do you want to be a good little slut boy for Daddy?”
Abel nodded yes. Frank smiled and then sent off another message before leading Abel to the store bathrooms.
It was a private, one person bathroom, and when they entered Frank locked the door and said, “Take off your shirt, pull your pants down and get into position 1 boy.”
Abel pulled off his shirt and handed it to Frank, then shoved his pants and underwear down around his ankles and knelt on the bathroom floor with his hands behind his back.
“Close your eyes boy,” Frank said. Abel closed his eyes and then he felt Frank wrap the rolled up shirt around his eyes and secure it behind his head.
Abel’s heart raced as he knelt on the cold bathroom floor, naked and blindfolded. The smell of piss and urinal cakes flooded his nose. There were two quick knocks on the door and he heard Daddy Frank unlock and open the door, followed by the sound of someone else walking in, then the door was locked again.
Frank nodded at the man as he entered the bathroom. He was in his early 50s and shorter than Frank, about 5’ 8 and with a bit of a belly, but in fairly decent shape otherwise. The man was clean shaven and nicely dressed, with a gold wedding band that shone on his tan skin.
The man looked Abel over and said, “Now that’s a nice looking fag.” He looked back at Frank and verified, “You’re just gonna watch?”
Frank replied, “Yep, and film it if that’s okay?”
“Don’t show my face,” the man said, unbuckling his belt and whipping out his 7 inch uncut cock.
“Not a problem,” Frank said, pulling out his phone and recording.
Abel felt calloused fingers trace over his lips and heard the gruff voice say “Open up fag.” Abel opened his mouth wide and he felt and heard the stranger spit into his mouth. A cock slapped against his tongue two times and then slid into his mouth. Abel closed his mouth around the stranger’s cock and began to suck obediently.
The stranger wrapped his hands around the back of Abel’s head and moaned “Fuck yeah, suck my dick fag,” as he pumped his cock in and out of Abel’s mouth.
Abel was rock hard and leaking precum as he started to gag on the stranger’s dick and the man forcefully shoved his cock all the way in, burying Abel’s nose in the stranger’s pubes. Abel coughed a film of spit out of his mouth and felt his head pulled back. He gasped for air, a cock being slapped against his face and then the cock was plunged back into his mouth as the stranger resumed fucking his face.
“Fuck yeah fag, take my cock! Take it! Gonna make me fucking nut boy!” The stranger growled, slamming his cock into Abel’s mouth. “You want this load boy?”
“Fuck yeah,” Frank said, “cum on his face!”
“Fuck! Here it comes fag!” The man pulled Abel off his slobbery cock and jacked-off onto the boy’s face, shooting several thick ropes of cum onto Abel’s chin and in his mouth. “Fuuuuck!”
“Fuck yeah, that’s fucking hot!” Frank said. “Swallow that load boy!”
Abel swallowed the stranger’s cum down and heard the man zipping his pants and buckling his belt.
“What do you say boy?” Frank’s voice asked.
“Thank you Sir.” Abel replied.
Abel heard the door unlock, open and close. He felt Frank smearing the cum on his chin onto his face, then Frank said “You did good boy. Daddy is very proud. Wait for me to leave, then get dressed and clean yourself up and meet me at the car.”
“Yes Sir.” Abel said. Then he heard the door open and close again. He pulled his shirt off his face, blinking at the light in the bathroom, stood and pulled up his pants then turned and looked into the mirror. His lips were red puffy, and shiny with spit and cum. Standing there shirtless, used and alone in the bathroom he felt like a used up whore and was surprised at how turned on he was. He finished getting dressed and cleaned up and then walked out. He had to walk with his hands in front of his crotch out of the store, his hard dick refusing to go back down.
A short drive later, they pulled up in front of a sex shop. Abel saw the blinds were drawn and there was a closed sign in the window. “Looks like they’re closed Daddy.”
“The manager is a former boy of mine, he agreed to let us in privately.” Frank said with a grin, “Come on, time for you to meet your big brother.”
Frank led Abel to the store door and knocked loudly. The door was opened by a handsome, athletic 27 year old with dark brown hair and eyes. “Hello, hello!” He said holding the door open.
“Good to see you son,” Frank said, kissing the guy on his lips and wrapping him in a bear hug. Frank put an arm around Abel and said, “Tristan, I’d like you to meet my new boy - Abel. Abel, meet your big brother, Tristan!”
“Nice to meet you Abel!” Tristan said, wrapping Abel in a hug and then giving him a friendly kiss. “He’s beautiful Frank!”
Abel blushed and said “Thank you.”
Tristan smiled, “I’ve set out some collars and cock cages in the back like you ask. Once we get Abel here set up I’ll call the other guys back. Follow me.”
Tristan took Abel by the hand and led him through the store. Abel quickly scanned the walls lined with leather and sex toys. There were a few other guys getting the store ready to open, they all gave Abel knowing, lecherous smiles as he walked by. They entered a back room with a few piles of boxes and some tables. One of the tables had an assortment of collars and cock cages laid out.
“Take off your clothes boy and get in position 1.” Frank commanded Abel.
Abel quickly shed his clothes and knelt down with his hands behind his back.
“Let’s see what we have.” Frank said, looking at the collars on the table. He held each one up to Abel before deciding on a silver eternity collar with a small loop hanging off the front. Frank placed the collar on Abel and locked it in place. He tugged at the collar and said “Perfect,” then kissed Abel deeply. Abel beamed with pride at the feeling of the collar around his neck. Frank turned back to the table and looked over the cock cages. He picked up a 110mm metallic gold cage with a downward curve. “This is the one. Stand up boy.”
Abel stood and Frank knelt before him and locked the cage on his boy cock. “How’s it feel boy?” Frank asked.
“Kinda heavy… I love it Daddy,” Abel said, feeling his cock growing thicker and pressing against the hard, cold rings of his cage.
“Position 1 boy. Tristan, call the other guys in. I need to show off my new son.”
“Yes Sir!” Tristan said then left the room.
Able knelt in position and Frank surveyed his new boy. Abel’s dark golden curls, shining blue eyes and rosy cheeks; the smooth silver collar around his neck; the lines of his small muscles under his fair, perfectly smooth skin and the golden cage of his smoothly shaved boy dick. He looked like a captured Angel.
Frank put his big, strong hand on Abel’s face and said “You’re perfect boy. Daddy could not be more proud.”
“Thank you Daddy.” Abel said, beaming with pride.
Frank’s voice took on a quiet, serious tone. “Daddy is going to make a bukkake video of the guys from the store using your mouth and cumming on your face. I’m going to send it to a few, very close circle of friends, to show you off. They’re all Doms like me and we all share our most special boys with each other. They won’t post the video or share it with anyone outside our circle. Say red if you object boy.”
“I trust you Daddy,” Abel replied, feeling his cock swell inside the cage at the thought of being used and shared by Frank’s friends.
Tristan came back in with the three other guys from the store, they were all naked, except for black carnival masks covering their faces. They formed a semicircle around Abel and Frank took out his phone to begin filming.
“Open up baby brother,” Tristan said, aiming his cock at Abel’s mouth.
Abel swallowed the cock, sucking it slowly. A stocky Hispanic guy gently pulled Abel off Tristan and stuck his fat cock in Abel’s mouth. He moaned and tweaked his nipples as Abel sucked him. After a minute, a tall, thin hairy guy with a man bun and huge 9 inch cock took his turn. Abel choked on his cock and started jerking off Tristan and a muscular, tattooed Asian guy next to him.
“This boy can suck!” The guy with the man bun said, “I need to take him to the frat house!”
“My turn,” the tattooed guy said, shoving his cock into Abel’s mouth. “Suck that cock, boy!”
Abel sucked the tattooed guy greedily, jerking off two of the other guys. He watch Daddy Frank filming it all, a grin on his face. Abel looked into the camera, thinking about a random group of daddies jerking off to the video of him servicing 4 cocks at once.
“That’s right boy,” Frank directed, “Look into the camera. Show everyone what a good cock slut you are for Daddy.”
Abel kept sucking and jerking the group of masked men, his boy cock swelling painfully inside his new cock cage. The thick Hispanic guy was the first to cum. He gripped Abel’s hair and jerked himself off to completion, unloaded thick jets of cum on Abel’s forehead, hair and eyes, before releasing his grip on the boy.
The tattooed guy cried out “I’m gonna cum!” and swiftly pointed his cock at Abel’s open mouth and came on his chin, nose and in his mouth. Abel kept his mouth open, fighting the urge to swallow, as Tristan and the guy with the man bun lined up on either side of him, jerking themselves off. Abel stared into the camera as he felt a thick jet of cum land on his right eye and cheek, followed by shots of cum from the left, landing on his nose and in his mouth.
Frank zoomed in with the camera, recording Abel’s cum-covered face and the loads still on his tongue, “Swallow it boy, swallow it all.” Frank filmed Abel as he wiped the cum from his face and sucked it off his fingers. The boy cleaned up all the cum he could and then smiled happily into the camera as Frank praised him with “Such a good boy! Such a good boy for Daddy!”
“Thank you Daddy,” Abel replied happily.
Frank stopped recording and helped Able to his feet. “Get dressed boy, time for Daddy to take you home.”
When they arrived back at Frank’s house, Abel undressed immediately as Frank sat and watched. “Good boy,” Frank said. “Now take off Daddy’s boots and socks and take five big whiffs from each boot. Abel reluctantly put his face in the right boot, breathing in deeply and gagging slightly, then repeated the process with the left boot. “Good boy,” Frank said standing. “Follow me.”
Frank led the boy into his playroom, reveling in the look of pure astonishment on Abel’s face. He’d put a lot of time and money into the playroom over the years and it showed. All of the walls were mirrored except for one that featured four large display screens connected to a laptop. There was a sling, bench and St. Andrew’s cross, a wide variety of whips, paddles and restraints and a variety of toys and plugs. The floor was concrete with a drain and there were a few mats that could be placed on the floor.
Frank pulled off his clothes, stood on one of the mats and said “Position 2.”
Abel quickly assumed the position and Frank said “Good boy. There’s a shower shot in the bathroom for you to prep with… have you used one before?”
“I took a shower before I went out last night Daddy, but I don’t know what a shower shot is.” Abel said, feeling embarrassed and glad he was staring at Daddy Frank’s feet.
“You were pretty clean last night, but that may have been beginner’s luck. Have you ever douched your hole before, boy?”
“No Sir.”
Frank put a hand under Abel’s chin and smiled reassuringly at the boy, “Daddy will teach you.”
Frank led the boy into the attached bathroom. Abel looked up and said “I need to pee first Daddy.”
Frank smiled and said, “We’ll do that together boy. Lay down in the tub on your back.”
Abel positioned himself in the tub, his head resting against the back of the tub and his knees bent. He felt his heart race as Frank stepped in and stood over him, his tan, muscled, hairy body and the look of complete strength and control on his beard face struck Abel as that of a Greek god.
Frank took his meaty cock in hand and pointed it at Abel, “I want to see you piss on yourself boy, if you can get some in your mouth Daddy will be very pleased.”
Abel aimed his boy dick up toward his chest and closed his eyes. He let his mind relax and felt a stream of piss release from his cock, hitting his chest and stomach.
“Look at me boy.” Frank commanded. Abel opened his eyes and saw Frank unleash a torrent of hot piss onto him. Frank pissed on the boy’s chest, face and hair. Abel felt the warm fragrant piss soaking him and he arched his hips up to get his own stream on his face. “Fuck yes boy, open your mouth.” Abel locked eyes with his Daddy and opened his mouth, letting his own piss stream in as Frank aimed his stream into the boy’s mouth as well. Abel tasted the slightly bitter streams mixing in his mouth and flowing out the sides. “Swallow boy.” Frank commanded and Abel closed his lips to gulp down his first ever mouthful of piss and then opened back up for more. “Such a good boy for Daddy!” Frank praised. Abel’s stream died down first and he lay in the tub, gulping the rest of Frank’s piss until his stream stopped as well.
Frank squatted down over the boy and rubbed the piss over his chest and face roughly, shoving four thick fingers in the boy’s mouth before squeezing Abel’s jaw and forcing his mouth open to spit twice into the boy’s mouth. Frank stood and helped Able to his feet, praising him “Very good boy, Daddy is proud. How did you feel drinking Daddy’s piss?”
“I loved it… not the taste, I mean it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be but, I loved you doing that to me,” Abel said, running his hands over Frank’s strong arms and chest.
Frank kissed the boy deeply and said, Good. I’ll train you to drink my piss whenever I want. You won’t spill a drop.”
“Yes Daddy.”
Frank quickly rinsed off and told Abel how to use the shower shot (reveling in the mortified look on the young man’s face) then left Abel to clean out and shower. He went back to the playroom and put on a leather harness and some boots, then cued up a video he’d made a few years ago of himself and a group of friends sharing Tristan.
After Abel finished cleaning up, he toweled off and made his way back to the playroom. He was stunned at the sight awaiting him. His sexy Daddy was standing next to a fuck bench with metal pillory restraints at the top. He was wearing a leather cap, a studded red leather harness that accentuated his bulging muscles and hairy chest, along with black leather boots. Behind him, the wall of TV screens showed a thin, dark haired twink, with a slim, perfectly smooth body much like Abel’s; Abel realized it was a younger Tristan. Tristan’s dick and balls were shaved clean and he had a cock cage covering his dick; he was blindfolded and kneeling before a group of 5 men surrounding him. The men were taking turns fucking the boy’s mouth roughly.
“Good boy, swallow Daddy’s cock,” cooed a muscular, hairy bearded daddy from the video as he held the blindfolded twink by the back of the head and pressed his cock completely down the boy’s throat, burying the twink’s face in his pubes and causing the boy to choke. Abel realized the daddy gagging the onscreen twink with his dick was Frank. He had a longer beard, with far less gray hair in his beard or chest hair, but it was definitely Daddy Frank. Abel watched as young Tristan began to push at Daddy Frank’s strong thighs as he gagged as sputtered into his pubes, then Daddy Frank pulled Tristan off his cock, and as the boy gasped for air he spit in the boy’s face and then shoved the boy onto the cock of the man standing next to him. Watching the onscreen spectacle, Abel felt a surge of lust and jealousy, but was jarred back to his present by the sound of Frank’s stern voice calling him to attention.
“Position 1 boy.”
Abel pulled his eyes away from the video and took a moment to collect himself before getting on his knees with his hands behind his back before Frank, the sounds of Daddy Frank and the 4 other daddies ravaging Tristan’s mouth and showering him with praise for being a good cockslut, filling Abel’s ears.
“Do you like the video boy?” Frank asked
“Yes Daddy… is that you and Tristan?”
“It is. That’s me sharing him a few years ago with the buddies I’m going to send your videos to. I’ll share you with them one day once you’ve had more training.” Frank said nonchalantly.
“That’s hot!”
Frank gestured to the fuck bench, “Climb on and place your neck and wrists in the restraints boy.”
Abel felt his pulse racing as he climbed onto the bench, stomach down, ass up and placed his wrists and neck in the medieval looking restraints, adjusting his neck so his new collar wasn’t in the way. He stared at Frank’s meaty cock, swinging in his face as Frank closed the top half of the restraints shut and locked them in place, immobilizing Abel’s hands and head. Frank adjusted a lever on the bench, tilting it up so Abel’s eyes were once again pointed at the wall of porn.
“Did you get your hole clean for Daddy?” Frank asked, moving behind Abel.
“Yes Sir,” Abel said. He stared up at the video on the screen, watching as one of the men, in his early 30’s, Arab by the look of him, with dark golden brown skin sporting thick dark chest hair, brown eyes and black mid-length wavy hair lifted the blindfolded twink to his knees and then bent him over a large footstool. Abel watched as the Arab daddy lined up his large cock against Tristan’s hole and then shoved it in, causing the twink to cry out. Abel watched young Tristan on screen, having his ass rammed by the Arab daddy while another smooth-chested muscle daddy, in his 50s, with a shaved head, fucked the twink’s face.
“Good boy,” Frank said and moved behind Abel. He stared at the boy’s smooth bubble butt and spread his cheeks apart, showing his smooth, tight hole. It was perfect, just like the rest of his boy and Frank knelt down to trace his tongue over Abel’s hole, which now belonged to him. He heard Abel moan and Frank shoved his face into the boy’s ass, thrusting his tongue in the hole and slurping greedily. Frank felt his own cock grow rock hard, and when he finally pulled his mouth away from Abel’s hole and stood up, it took a lot of will power not to fuck the boy immediately.
Frank picked up a wooden paddle and gently rubbed the paddle on the boy’s ass, “What’s your count boy?”
“10 Sir!” Abel said proudly.
“Good boy,” Frank replied and then landed a hard smack on the boy’s ass.
“Fuck! 1 Sir!” Abel cried out, caught in the metal restraints.
Frank landed a series of four more fierce blows on the boy’s ass, turning it bright red. Abel kept a sobbing count and felt tears well in his eyes, his ass stung and burned - these were not fun slaps, these were punishment, and each hard blow made Abel certain that he belonged to his Daddy completely.
“This is what will happen when you don’t do as Daddy says boy,” Frank jeered and walloped Abel’s ass with another blow. “Are you a good boy or a bad boy son?”
Abel felt more stinging swats and cried out “6 Daddy! I’m a good boy Daddy! 7, 8, I’ll be good! 9, 10! Oh fuck!”
Frank set the paddle down and Abel was sobbing. Frank took some soothing cream and gently rubbed it into the boy’s bright red cheeks, softly saying “You did good boy, that’s all for now.”
Frank knelt in front of Abel and stroked his face, “Shhhh, Daddy has you. You’re okay. Just breathe boy. You did so good, Daddy is so proud of you! You did so good sucking those 5 cocks today and now taking your spankings… You’re Daddy’s perfect son!”
Abel stopped his crying and Frank walked over to a rack on the wall to the right and retrieved a horse gag bit with long leather straps and some anal beads, then walked back over to Abel and said, “Open your mouth boy and bite down on this.” Abel opened his mouth and bit down on the bit, Frank draped the long straps over Abel’s back. Next he held up the anal beads so Abel could see them; there were 6 beads total, the smallest was about the size of a grape and the largest was about the size of a racquetball. “I know you’re not nearly ready to take all 6 boy, but we’re going to see what number you can get to. As I work these in I’m going to ask for a color check. If you’re doing okay say “Green,” if you need me to go slow say “Yellow” and if you need me to stop, say “Red.” Let’s practice first. Say “Green” boy.”
“Reen!” Abel called out over the gag bit in his mouth.
“Say “Yellow” boy.”
“Weh-whoa!”
“Say “Red” boy.”
“Wed!”
Frank rubbed some lube onto the anal beads and then spread some over Abel’s hole, working it into the boy with a finger. As he fingered the lube into the boy he said, “What color boy?”
Abel replied “Reen!”and Frank removed his finger from the boy and gently but firmly worked the first bead into the hole, loving the way it eventually popped in, earning a little hiss from the boy.
As Frank worked the second, larger bead in the boy’s hole, Abel bit down on the bit in his mouth, spit dripping down his chin, and gazed at the screens on the wall before him. The younger Daddy Frank was leaning back on a couch and the younger, slim, smooth Tristan riding Frank’s cock with his back pressed to Frank’s chest, moaning as he bounced up and down. One of the other Daddies, a few years older than Frank with a smooth muscular body and shaved head, positioned himself in front of the blindfolded twink and lined his cock up against the boy’s already stuffed hole.
Abel watched spellbound as the second, muscular daddy began to work his cock into Tristan’s hole as the twink sat on Frank’s cock. Abel couldn’t imagine how the boy would be able to take both cocks at once - then he felt a third, much larger bead begin to press into his hole.
“Deep breaths boy… this third one is fatter than Daddy’s cock,” Frank said, gently pressing the third bead against Abel’s hole. The boy’s tight hole was resisting and Frank applied more pressure.
“Weh-whoa! Weh-whoa!” Abel cried out, feeling like the third bead would split his hole open.
“Good boy,” Frank said. He watched the video on the screen, remembering how it felt as his former boy Tristan rode his cock, while Frank’s poker buddies took turns DPing the boy, filling him with their loads. “Push your hole out for Daddy and focus on the screen. See how good Tristan is taking two big Daddy cocks at once? Don’t you want to be a good boy like him?”
Frank heard Abel suck in a deep breath and he wiggled the bead into Abel’s tight hole. Abel groaned in protest as Frank watched the bead pop into the boy’s greedy hole. Abel’s moans of pleasure matched Tristan’s getting double-stuffed on the screen. The muscular bald daddy from the video cried out as he pumped a load into the dark-haired twink. Abel watched as the bald daddy pulled his cock out of the boy, and the Arab daddy stepped up to take his place, thrust his cock into the boy’s hole, fucking him at the same time as Frank.
“Good boy,” Frank called from behind Abel. “That’s enough beads for today.”
Abel lay splayed out on the fuck bench, head and hands locked up tight, and focused on the almost overwhelming feeling of fullness in his ass. He heard Frank clicking away on a keyboard and suddenly the video that was playing on the screens before him were replaced. One screen showed Abel blindfolded and on his knees sucking a strange man’s cock in a restroom. The second showed him sucking off the four guys from the sex shop. The other two screens showed live feeds from the playroom, each from a different angle. The camera angles adjusted to zoom in on him perfectly, and as he stared at himself, bound and gagged on the fuck bench.
“Now you can see what a perfect boy you are.” Frank said, repositioning himself behind Abel.
Abel stared at the different himself on the screen: blindfolded and sucking off a married man in a store bathroom; collared and caged, servicing four masked guys at once; and live streaming in Frank’s playroom, head and hands bound in metal stocks like some twisted medieval whore, his mouth gagged and dripping saliva down his chin, ass up and positioned for Frank to use. He didn’t care if he was being recorded or even broadcasted, he was so fucking turned on. He felt Frank pressing the head of his cock into his hole. Abel started to panic at the thought of Frank fucking him when he still had the three beads stuffed in his ass but before he could say “Yellow,” Frank thrust his cock into Abel and Abel cried out at the intrusion - his hole felt too full.
Frank held still, with his cock in his boy, feeling the three anal beads pressing against his dick. He grabbed the two straps connected to the bit in Abel’s mouth and wrapped them around his fists. As Frank began to slowly pump his cock in and out of Abel, he pulled at the straps, forcing Abel’s head back against the metal bars around his neck.
Abel was overwhelmed, his neck and wrists strained between the hard metal restraints pinning him in place and the force of Frank tugging his head back with the bit in his mouth. His eyes were glued to the video streams of Frank pulling tight on the reins and fucking him slowly and methodically, opening his ass up more than he thought possible.
“That’s it boy, take it all for Daddy! Look at what a good slut boy you are!” Frank purred and begs to fuck his boy faster.
Abel’s ass felt stuffed to the brim as Frank plowed into him, his fat Daddy cock, pressing the three anal beads stuffed in him into his slut button.
“Fuck yes boy! Take Daddy’s cock! Show me what a good fucking slut you are for Daddy!” Frank cried out as he pummeled Abel’s hole.
Abel moaned into the bit in his mouth, the pressure in his ass building, causing his little, caged boy cock to leak precum onto the fuck bench.
Frank alternated between fucking his boy hard and fast, then driving slow, deep thrusts into the boy. Abel felt the pressure in his stomach and balls reach a climax and he clamped down on Daddy Frank’s dick, unable to cum fully and leaking cum like a faucet onto the fuck bench.
“Fuck yes boy! Let Daddy milk your hole!” Frank yelled, feeling Abel’s hole contract. He felt his own orgasim building and he pulled tight on the reins in his hands and fucked the boy furiously. “Daddy’s gonna fill you up boy! Gonna breed my perfect slut boy! Fuck!” Frank’s cock exploded cum into the boy and he gave a few more rough thrusts, working every drop into his hole before leaning over to rest his weight on the boy, both of them covered in sweat, panting to catch their breath.
A few hours later, after some well-deserved cuddling and another shower, Frank dropped Able back at his dorm with instructions to hook up the camera for Frank to watch him as he pleased and instructions to suck as much dick as possible until they could meet again.
