The next morning, I heard Sir Jace calling for me around 6am.
“Faggot! Wake up, faggot!”
I ran quickly to his bedroom wondering why he was calling for me.
“Yes Sir, how can I help you?”
“Get your ass over here, I wanna fuck you, faggot!”
I crawled into bed, on my back, and lifted my legs up high. Sir Jace fucked me on his side. He was very hard. He grabbed onto my leg and got up in me deep. I still had last night’s load inside me, but that was from eight hours ago and most of it had already dried up. Sir Jace spit into his hand and rubbed some on his cock because I wasn’t wet enough for his liking. It wasn’t a long fuck, but it was clear Sir Jace was needing to blow off some steam before work.
Sir Jace not only blew a load inside me, he kept himself inside me and drained his bladder. When he pulled out he got out of bed and once again I was privy to a morning stretch. The guns were on full display as was the impressive chest.
Sir Jace walked into the shower without saying anything. I retreated to my bathroom, which was the guest bedroom. Now that we were in the house, we no longer needed to share one. I brushed my teeth and quickly started coffee, breakfast, fetched the newspaper, and made Sir’s lunch.
Sir Jace ate his breakfast in silence while I ironed his shirt. Once he was dressed he grabbed his lunch from the counter and off he went to his job. Now it was my turn for a shower and shave before heading off to work.
I was off balance that morning. Sir Jace had fucked me hard the night before and then again this morning. He was definitely a bull with a need to breed. I didn’t mind that, but I preferred to rise from bed before Sir Jace so everything is order and I’m not scrambling like I had done this morning.
Sir Jace texted me around lunchtime.
“We’re meeting Eddie and Sammy at the bar after work, faggot.”
I arrived to the bar and looked for Sir Jace, but he wasn’t there yet. I waited outside and a few minutes later he arrived with leash in hand and attached me to it.
“Let me see your phone, faggot.”
These phone checks were impromptu now to keep me on my toes. I watched Sir Jace scroll through my phone. He looked at my text messages, recent calls, internet history, photos, and made sure no new apps were downloaded. Then he placed it in his jacket pocket for the night.
“You won’t be needing this tonight, faggot.”
I was used to it. Every night after work I turned my phone over to Sir Jace and he leaves it on the small table by the front door in the morning for me.
Sir Jace yanked the leash and walked into the bar with me behind. Surprisingly, he found a table for four.
“You may sit next to me over here tonight, but don’t get used to it, faggot. I expect you to apologize to Sammy. You were very rude the last time you saw him, and that is not acceptable. Do you understand me, faggot?”
“Yes Sir, I promise to apologize and be nice, Sir.”
“That’s a good, faggot”, and he rubbed my bald head. I love hearing those words from his mouth.
Sir Jace unleashed me, gave me his credit card and told me to get us some beers from the bar and to open a tab.
When I returned with the beers, Eddie and Sammy were already there. I served Sir Jace his beer and set mine on the table.
“Eddie, you want my faggot to grab a couple of beers for you both?”
“That would be splendid, thank you, Jace.”
“Faggot, go back and grab a couple of beers for Eddie and his new boy.”
“Yes Sir, coming right up.”
I came back with two beers and saw Eddie drinking my beer. Sir Jace must have given that to him.
I sat across from Sammy who was sitting quietly as our respective Alphas were conversing.
Sir Jace turned to me and said. “Hey faggot, don’t you have something you want to say to Sammy?”
“Yes Sir, I was waiting for permission to speak.”
“Permission granted, and you may engage in conversation with Sammy tonight. I don’t want to see you wandering off and talking to anyone else. I’m watching you.”
“Thank you, Sir. I promise to only speak to Eddie.”
I heard Sir Jace mention something to Eddie about how I’ve completely changed since writing my Declaration of Dependence and Eddie saying something about how I seemed more subdued and obedient.
I turned to Sammy and took his hands in mine and said, “Sammy, I’m so sorry I was such a jerk to you. I realize now that I had no right to be jealous. I’m really excited you may have a new Master. Eddie is a very nice man. I hope you will forgive me.”
“Of course I forgive you! Us faggots have to stick together.”
Eddie leaned in and whispered, “And you were right about his big dick, it really is eleven inches!”
I winked at my friend and we fell into benign conversation about recipes and which bathroom cleaners are best. Sammy asked me for advice on how to coordinate household responsibilities, serving his prospective new Master, and work.
Our discussion was interrupted thrice, twice for me to fetch more beers and the Alphas, and once to relieve Sir Jace’s bladder.
I overheard Sir Jace giving his advice on how to train a faggot, keep a faggot in line, and how to keep a faggot motivated. Eddie listened intently.
Sir Jace pulled my phone out of his pocket and relayed to Eddie how he switched my account, deleted my apps and photos, set parental controls, and limits my communication to only himself, my mother snd sister. Then he put it back in his pocket.
“You can’t trust faggots, Eddie. You should have seen the smut on its phone and it had a secret Grindr account. You have to keep your eyes on your faggot, Eddie. I get the impression that Sammy is not as headstrong, and he doesn’t look too smart. My faggot has college degrees and acted too uppity, I had to bring him down a few pegs. I don’t think your faggot is gonna need that kind of oversight, but better to be safe than sorry.”
“Hey Jace, why don’t we take in some Chinese and head back to my place?”
“That sounds great, Eddie. Faggot, go pay the bill.”
I signed Sir’s name on the bill and Sir was waiting for me with leash in hand. The four of us walked back to Eddie’s place.
Eddie asked Sammy to make us all cocktails. Eddie was used to making drinks for his prior Master so that was not problem.
Eddie and I sat on the floor in front of our Alphas. After a few rounds of drinks, Eddie and Sir Jace’s conversation became sexual.
“So I took Sammy home last night and banged the crap out of the boy. He can’t suck my cock for shit, but his ass was out of this world. I can train him to deep throat me. I also gotta work on his piss drinking, he just needs more practice.”
“So how did you fuck I’m?”
“I had him ride me at first. Then when I had him opened up, I put him on his back for a bit, but it was best when I had ‘em face down and ass up on that mattress. That’s when I really beat up that pussy.”
“Good for you, Eddie. Good for you. Hey, can I ask you something?”
“Sure Jace, ask me anything.”
“You think these two ever hooked up? I mean they do know each other for a long time.”
“Probably not, Jace. Who would have been the top? Can you even imagine one our faggots topping? That’s ridiculous.”
“I need to know, Eddie. Hey faggot, you ever hook up with Sammy?”
“No Sir, but always thought he was cute.”
“You think I’m cute?”, Sammy chimed in.
“Yes, I do.”
“I always thought you were cute, too, but knew you were a bottom the minute we met!”
“Eddie, wouldn’t it be hot to watch them make out?” I chalked it up to Sir Jace drinking too much.
“It would, Jace, it would.” Eddie began rubbing his cock over his pants.
“Should we make them kiss for us? I think I wanna see my faggot making out with your faggot.”, Sir Jace asked.
“I think I do want to see that , very much.”
“Hey faggots, we wanna see you making out”, Sir said.
Sammy and I made a face as if to say, “eeeewwwwww gross!”
We were both given stern looks by our superiors and knew we had to do it.
I leaned in first toward Sammy and his lips pressed against mine. I knew that would not satisfy our men, so I grabbed the back of Sammy’s head and shoved my tongue into his mouth. We began to passionately swap tongues and fell into it more. Then after about two minutes our lips parted.
“That was fucking hot, Jace.”
“Yeah, it was. Hey faggots, strip and then make out again for us.”
Sammy and I stripped to our jocks. Sammy wore a black Nike sport jock, I had on a Jockmail blue/orange jock. Both of us completely smooth from neck down, I’m bald which is how Sir likes me, Sammy has brown short cropped hair.
We resumed French kissing for our Alphas and didn’t stop. Sammy fell on top of me, our cages collided.
“Hell Jace, they’re really hot for each other. I’m almost wanting to unlock them to see who would fuck who.”
“I locked the faggot’s key away in the house, Eddie, but if you have Sammy’s, go for it. This could get fun. I wonder if he’d even get it up!”
The two men laughed and Eddie said, “I do have Sammy’s key. When we met last night, he gave it to me. I’ll be right back.”
Eddie came back with the key and briefly interrupted us only to pull off Sammy’s jockstrap and unlock his cage. His was a little pink silicon cage, it looked girlie.
“Go on Sammy, if you can get hard enough to fuck the faggot, go for it.”
Sammy moved forward and straddled my chest and fed me his five inch cock which had quickly erected. It felt so small in my mouth compared to Sir Jace’s man cock.
I wondered when the last time Sammy had his cock sucked or if he would ever have his cock sucked again, so I really let him skull fuck me and use my mouth.
Sir Jace grabbed my ankles and lifted them up.
“Come on Sammy, fuck my faggot, you got this!”
Sammy moved downward and aimed his little weener at my hole and pressed inside. I barely felt it, but for Sammy it was the best thing ever.
“Ohhh my God, this hole feels fantastic!”
“Fuck Jace, this is awesome! Look at these two go.”
“Your faggot had such a nice ass, Eddie. Watching it move up and down, flexing right before my eyes is fucking beautiful.”
“Jace, my cock is fucking hard as fuck, mind if I use your faggot’s mouth for a bit?”
“Not at all, I might fuck your faggot. I can’t control myself, I gotta get in that ass!”
Eddie and Jace stripped off their clothes and Eddie knelt behind me, tilted my head backward and fed me some of his eleven inches. From the angle, I wasn’t going to get all of it, but still, my face was full of dick. Jace leaned in and spit into Sammy’s crack and dripped saliva onto his brick hard cock. Sammy paused from fucking to allow my Sir to get his dick inside. Sammy had the best of both worlds, fucking my ass while being fucked. He bucked his hips back and rode Sir’s cock good and at the same time his little dicklet was poking around inside me.
Sammy didn’t last long, the stimulation was too much.
Eddie encouraged Sammy, “go for it, Sammy. Breed the faggot’s ass.”
With permission now granted, Sammy really went for it, fucking himself harder and deeper into Sir’s cock and quickening the pace until he cried out, “OH Jesus! Oh God, I’m cumming, ooohhhhhh, ahhhhhh, ooooohhhhh fuucccckkkk, wooooow!”
Sammy’s body shook wildly as he experienced one hell of an orgasm. Sir pushed him off me so he could fuck me with Sammy’s load, Eddie now had more inches down my throat, and the two worked in tandem to use my holes. Sir Jace blew up my ass which now felt overly sloppy.
Eddie pulled out of my mouth and went to eat my ass. He must have been fed a mouthful because I felt myself dripping out the cum that had been deposited. Eddie pressed my feet into his chest and shoved all eleven inches right up my ass. He leaned down to kiss me and his face had been covered in cum and we made out tasting it. Eddie then blew his load deep, deep inside me.
We were a heap of human flesh on the parlor floor. My hole felt so puffy and super wet having taken three consecutive loads.
We were slightly drunk and wiped. We both had work in the morning. Sir Jace thanked Eddie for an amazing evening, as did I, and off we went back our place with me tethered, on leash.
