Our Sir typically went to play basketball with his buddies on Saturday mornings after breakfast. Our Sir insisted that I step back and let his fairy cook his breakfast to assess its culinary skills. Unfortunately, the fairy came up short, burning Sir Jace’s toast, overcooking his eggs, and burning the bacon. Our Sir was very disappointed and berated his fairy for wasting food and ruining his mood.
I thought the fairy was going to cry as Sir Jace called it “worthless and pathetic” and even threatened to cane his ass. At least the fairy was smart enough not to apologize. That would have not ended well. No, instead he groveled at our Sir’s feet, saying how grateful it was for a “kind and understanding, Sir”, and would “learn how to properly prepare his breakfast.”
Oh, I’ve been there in its shoes so many times in the past. This ranked up there with the best of pitiful displays of sniveling I’d ever seen from another faggot. All in desperation to avoid a severe correction. The poor fairy had already worked out the key to salvation was worship, gratitude, and humility…tossing in a willingness to let go of its pride and shame. I could see our Sir entertained by its fairy’s attempt to seek his good graces.
Our Sir is always one step ahead, and was unwilling to yield to his fairy.
“Faggot, get your ass in here and make me breakfast before I pass out from starvation! I can’t play basketball without a proper breakfast! Fairy, since it appears you absolutely failed in the kitchen, why don’t you scrub the grout in my bathroom, floor and tile and instead of groveling at my feet.”
“Yes Sir, thank you, Sir for allowing me to clean your bathroom, Sir!”
“Fairy, under the sink there is a toothbrush and some Comet. That grout better be as white as snow when I get back.”
“Yes Sir, absolutely, Sir!”
The fairy disappeared as I served my Sir his breakfast, just the way he likes it.
“Sir, please enjoy your breakfast. Let me get you a fresh cup of coffee, Sir.”
“Thank you, faggot, but you can stop kissing up to me right now. I know what you’re doing trying to one-up your faggot baby brother, and I don’t like it!”
“Sir, not at all, Sir. I just wanted you to enjoy your breakfast, Sir! Thank you allowing me to serve you breakfast, Sir!”
My Sir just stared at me, assessing my sincerity, then my Sir rolled his eyes at me not believing a word coming out of my mouth, but didn’t feel a need to argue.
Sir ate quickly, rushed back to his room to get ready for his game of three on three at the rec center and left us faggots to our chores. I not only cleaned up the pans I had used, but I had to scrub the fairy’s burnt pan, too.
I went to check on it after I was done and it was on its hands and knees, the toothbrush in its hand as it used a bit of muscle to get the grout as white as a sheet of paper. The fairy looked a bit despondent.
“Would you like to talk, fairy?”
“No, it’s ok. I’ll be ok.”, and it started to cry.
“Well, obviously not. What’s going on?”
“I’ll never be as good as you. You do everything better than me. I can’t even make toast right!”
“Fairy, it’s not about me being better than you, this is not a competition between us. This is about servitude and submission to our one and only Sir, the center of our universe. We are both on the same side and want the same thing, which is to make our Sir happy and satisfied.”
“Well, I still can’t cook for shit. How do I compete with that?”
“Look, we all have our own special talents. Mine happens to be in the kitchen. I’m sure you have your own special skills, too.”
“Well, there is something that I can do, but I can’t do it anymore because of my cock cage.”
“Oh really, what is that, fairy?”
“I used to be able to suck my own little micro-dick. I didn’t realize I was so flexible.”
“Wow, that is a special talent. I could never do that. See, I told you. You can do something I can’t. But the thing is, I will never have an opportunity to suck my own dick because my cage is permanently locked, but you can always learn how to cook.”
“Thank you for the talk. I better get to scrubbing this grout before our Sir gets home.”
“Yes, that’s the right attitude. I’m going to strip the sheets from our Sir’s bed and start some laundry. You two made quite the mess last night!”
“Yes, our Sir really used my pussy hard last night. He has unbelievable stamina. I thought he was gonna break me.”
“Our Sir is an Alpa stud little brother. His bull balls are always ready to explode. We better get back to work. Sir won’t be happy if we spend too much time gossiping.”
I left the fairy to its work and dusted the furniture and vacuumed. In between I tended to laundry. I also marinated the meat for dinner. There as always something to do. My Sir was right that having a cellphone and internet were distracting from focusing on serving him. The day he took my phone away for good was one of best days of my faggot development.
Around 2pm or so, Sir thundered through the front door along with Mr. Collins. Mr. Collins greeted me with a knowing leer, sort of acknowledging that he bred me over my desk just the day before.
I bowed to both Alpha Men and asked them how I may be of service.
My Sir said I should get them cold beers and that he needed to piss badly.
“Where is my fairy? Time to turn that faggot’s mouth into a urinal!”
Mr. Collins laughed.
“Sir, your fairy is in your bathroom cleaning the tile as you ordered it to do, Sir.”
“Perfect! I’ll be right back.”
I brought Mr. Collins a beer and heard commotion in the bathroom.
“Open up, fairy, I gotta take a leak!”
Seconds later I heard the fairy’s face getting bitch slapped.
“What are you doing? Look at this mess, fairy? You gotta swallow my piss not spit it out! Get in the shower, now!”
Likely our Sir was pissing all over his fairy and I’m sure there were more attempts to get him to swallow his piss.
Our Sir returned with a displeased look on his face.
“Collins, you need to piss?”
“I do, but I’m thinking the faggot might be a better choice.”
“It would be a better choice but I’m training the fairy this weekend. Go in there and see if it does any better for you.”
I heard the fairy choking and gagging and spitting and then a stream of piss falling onto the shower floor.
Mr. Collins returned to the living room and said, “Jace, your new faggot is cute, but it ain’t no urinal. What a mess it made in there!”
“Well, it’s gonna clean it up and I’m sure it will do better next time. This faggot over here didn’t become a perfect urinal right away. It takes time and practice, but I think the difference is my faggot loves it, the fairy is resistant. But it will learn.”
“Jace, you crack me up I can barely keep up with my girl and you got two faggots in your house.”
“And they can’t get enough of my dick, you should see how they lust for it, Collins. They’re dicknotized! They’ll do anything I ask just for a taste of my big fat cock. It’s a beautiful thing, it really is.”
“You’re a real stud, Jace. I bet if Eddie was a few years younger he’d probably take in another faggot, too, ha!”
“Are you kidding me, Collins? He can barely hang on to one faggot, he ain’t gonna take on another one.”
I looked over and noticed the two men had emptied their beer so naturally I brought them another round and took their empty bottles away.
Sir Jace turned on the tv to watch sports and he rolled up a joint for the two of them to smoke. Since they looked like they were comfortable and not in need of my services, I went to check on my little faggot brother. It wreaked from drying piss and was cleaning up from the piss mess and completing his task of grout cleaning.
I helped him wipe up all the piss from the tile floor with towels and had him pull off his jockstrap and put everything in the washer. I knew Sir would be upset with me if I pitched in to help it with the grout, it looked like he had more than an hour’s worth to go, so I left it there to finish working.
“Where did you go, faggot?”, Sir asked.
“I went to check on your fairy, Sir.”
“I like that you’re looking after your faggot brother, but I have a guest here, you should know your priorities by now, faggot.”
“Sir, you are my number one priority, Sir!”
“Yes, I am, now act like it. Make us a snack, faggot!”
“Yes Sir, right away, Sir!”
“Jace, it amazes me that you can just order your faggots around all day and all night long and they do as they’re told. If I did that with my girl, she’d throw my clothes in the street.”
“Collins, that’s the difference between a woman and a faggot. Faggots need guidance, they need an Alpha to serve, they need dick and they will do whatever it takes to get it.”
“Like your other faggot scrubbing your bathroom tiles with a toothbrush.”
“Exactly like that, Collins. That faggot thinks I’m gonna give it some dick at some point as a reward, and it’s probably right. But the great thing about having two faggots is that while one is busy doing whatever I tell it, the other one can be doing something else. Let me show you.”
I brought out two plates with sandwiches just as my Sir was done talking.
“Here you go, Sir and Mr. Collins. Is there anything else I can do for you?”
“Yes faggot, suck my dick.”
“Jace, you’re gonna make your faggot suck your dick while we’re eating, come on, have some class man.”
“Collins, it’s my house, I do what I want. Faggot, why aren’t you already on your knees? I didn’t stutter, suck my dick!”
“Sir, yes Sir! Thank you Sir for allowing me to suck your dick, Sir!”
I scrambled between my Sir’s thighs and pulled down his sweaty shorts and briefs. The fumes were strong causing my nostrils to inflate and the sweat and my Sir’s musk wafted in the air. I begin to feel heady, like I’d inhaled poppers, and a rush coursed through my body. I started by placed my nose right on my Sir’s bull balls. They were wet and sticky from playing basketball and smelled delightful. I darted my tongue out to get just a tap, so salty and delicious. I flattened out my tongue and hungrily swiped it across both those low hangers, then took one into my mouth and lightly sucked and licked and then the other.
“Open that faggot mouth wider!”
My Sir grabbed his nuts and dipped them into my salivating mouth. Those balls held my Sir’s most precious gift. I idolized them, I gave them the red-carpet treatment they deserved, lowering myself to humbly take them fully inside my mouth. I could have worked on those balls for eternity, but my Sir had other ideas.
He pulled his balls out of mouth and replaced them with his fat throbbing cock pushing my head downward until I’d swallowed it all.
Then my Sir returned to eating his sandwich as I nursed on his cock, slobbering and worshiping his penis like it was a God.
“You sure have your faggots well trained, Jace. My girl don’t go down on me like that.”
“You should think about dumping your girl and get your own faggot, Collins. Just think about how much easier your life would be. Coming home to a clean house, a faggot to cook your meals, get your dick sucked anytime you want, fuck it any time you want, piss in it, slap it around for fun. I’m telling you, these faggots will do anything as long as you give them a little dick.”
“I don’t know, Jace I like pussy way too much for that.”
“Collins, find some pussy on the side, you don’t have to live with a chick. And the thing is even if you brought a chick home, your faggot won’t mind. The faggot’s gonna know you’re gonna do what you’re gonna do, fuck who you wanna fuck. It’s your house, you’re the King of your own castle.”
“Never thought about that way, Jace. I guess I gotta think about it.”
“You want me to get my other faggot for you, buddy? It’s a pretty good cocksucker, give it a try.”
“Yeah, sure. I can do for a decent blowjob.”
“Hey fairy, get your ass out here!”
I was busy gagging myself on our Sir’s meat but I did hear him approaching.
“Yes Sir, how may I be of service, Sir!”
“This is my good buddy, Collins. Suck his dick.”
“Yes Sir, right away, Sir!”
I didn’t bother to look over but I heard my little faggot brother slobbering and moaning away next to me. Mr. Collins was sitting on the sofa and my Sir was in his throne.
Our two Alphas relaxed and let us pleasure their respective cocks.
“How you feeling, Collins? My fairy doing a good job?”
“Ohhh yes, Jace. This one’s got a great mouth just like your faggot. I ain’t complaining.”
“Good, good. I’m glad to hear it. Collins, studs like us, were entitled to be treated like Kings. Look at these two faggots, they can’t get enough of our dicks!”
“Jace man, is it ok if I shoot in your fairy’s mouth? It’s getting me close.”
“Collins, you can shoot anywhere you want. Down its throat, up its all, on its face. I don’t care you do what makes you feel good. Imma bout to pound out my faggot’s ass in a minute. I wanna let off some steam.”
“Yeah, I think I’m gonna do the same, Jace. Try out this fairy’s hole.”
“Alright faggots, get your asses bent over the sofa. Looks like you’re both in for a treat.”
The fairy and I both were bent over the back of the sofa. Sir Jace threw a small bottle of lube to Mr. Collins and they both coated their cocks for our penetrations. The fairy and I turned our heads to look at one another while we were both taking it up our rears and the fairy leaned in for a kiss. I wasn’t expecting to reciprocate, but I did. It was full on tongue on tongue as we leaned into each other’s mouths.
“Shit, Jace, that’s fucking hot. It’s almost as hot as watching two chicks make out!”
“Even better, Collins, even better. Look how it just came naturally to the faggots to bond while we fuck them, fucking sweet!”
The fairy and I broke our kiss when Sir Jace and Mr. Collins really railed our holes. We were getting slammed.
“Collins, wanna switch holes?”
“Fuck yeah, I’m down.”
They two men switched off and I could tell the difference. Mr. Collins has the biggest balls I’ve ever seen and they were swinging hard against my butt cheeks. Mr. Collins’s hands wrapped around my waist so tight and he plunged deep into me. I was moaning like a two-bit whore. It sounded like our Sir was fucking the living daylights out of the fairy when I looked over at him its eyes were rolling in the back of its head.
“Oh fuck, Jace, I’m gonna fucking cum in your faggot’s ass! Ohhhhh fuuuucccckkkkk! Oohhhhhb fuck!”
I felt Mr. Collins explode deep inside me, that cock twitching many times no doubt spewing a massive nut.
Moments later our Sir grunted loudly and he planted his Alpha seed into his fairy.
We both spun around and shared the men’s cocks between us, licking and sucking off the excess cum and making out, snowballing our delights.
When it was all over, Sir Jace and Mr. Collins drank another beer and watched the game. I went back to the kitchen to finish preparing dinner and once the fairy had finished our Sir’s bathroom, it went to take a shower after seeking approval from our Sir.
Mr. Collins left after the game ended. By that time it was time to serve dinner. Once again our Sir invited us to sit at the table with him.
“Sir, you are so kind and generous to allow us to eat at the table with you, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”, I said.
“Yes Sir, thank you, Sir for allowing me to sit at your table and eat your food, Sir.”, the fairy said unprompted.
“You’re most welcome, faggots. Hey fairy, speaking of sitting at my table and eating my food, I meant to tell you if you’re gonna be here every weekend, I gotta charge you. All this don’t come for free. I think it’s only fair, don’t you, fairy?”
“Sir, yes Sir. If you think it is fair, then I think so, too, Sir.”
“That’s the right attitude, fairy. So how much do you think I should collect from you? How much is this worth to you?”
“Sir, I don’t know, Sir? $100?”
My Sir grew angry, he was clearly insulted.
“Fairy, do you honestly think that is all I am worth? Hell no! That’s insulting! No, I was thinking more like $300 since you will also be busy doing things in my house.”
“Yes Sir, $300, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”
“So on Monday I’m gonna make sure you change your direct deposit at work so I get paid what I’m due. Understood, fairy?”
“Yes Sir, of course, Sir. Thank you Sir for allowing me to pay you for room and board when I’m under your roof, Sir.”
“Ohhh believe me, fairy, the pleasure is all mine.”. Now the fairy was our Sir’s cash fag, too, just like me.
It was a bit uncomfortable for me that our Sir was engaging in this matter between him and his fairy while I was right there. It wasn’t my business, so I started to clear the table to busy myself.
“I’m glad we got that business out of the way, fairy, now that we have that behind us, I wanted to tell you something else.”
“Yes Sir, what is it, Sir. You know I’m marrying your faggot brother in three months. We are in love. It is very unusual for a man like me and such a perverted faggot to fall in love and get married, but we did. I just want to get it out there. I don’t want you developing feelings for me, it’s common for faggots to fall in love with their Alphas, but that’s not gonna happen with us. You will always be the beta faggot when you are here. It’s fun to train and develop you and play with you, but that’s all that’s going on here.”
“Yes Sir, I understand, Sir.”
“Good, and I won’t be upset if you find a full-time Master or Sir to serve. I know long-term that’s what you’re looking for. This is just a stop along the way of realizing your full faggot potential.”
“Yes Sir, thank you, Sir for taking me into your house and teaching me more about faggot life, Sir. It has been so amazing, even when you had me clean the grout in your bathroom, Sir. I know that keeping your bathroom clean is important to you, so it is important to me. I want to please you, Sir.”
“Of course you do, fairy. All faggots wanna do whatever it takes to get dick, that’s what’s really going on here. And let’s be honest, I know I gotta great dick, I’m good looking, have a good body, you’re lucky I took you under my wing. I could have any faggot I want, and I chose you. Don’t make me regret it.”
“I won’t Sir, I want to be the best faggot I can be, just like my big brother.”
“That’s a high bar, fairy. Your faggot brother is very well-rounded and highly skilled. It’s domestic, a urinal, a sex receptacle, a punching bag, whatever I need it to be, and it delivers 100% every single day. It’s gonna take you years to develop that level of faggotry. Always good to have dreams though, fairy.”
“Thank you, Sir. I’m so grateful to have this opportunity to learn from you, Sir and my faggot brother. Thank you, Sir.”
“Go help your brother in the kitchen. I’m gonna bust another nut in your ass later though, so be ready.”
“Yes Sir, thank you, Sir”
The fairy joined me in the kitchen and I put it to work.
“Put the dishes in the dishwasher while I finish baking these cookies.”
“Ok.”
The fairy rinsed off the dishes before placing them in the dishwasher. I had to rearrange them and explained to it why it was necessary.
Once the cookies were baking, I made it clean off the countertops and wipe off the kitchen table.
While the cookies were cooling, I made it sweep and mop the floor. I inspected its work along the way and had it do a second wipe down on the areas it missed.
I explained that our Sir is very meticulous, and he would notice any sloppy work. I explained to the fairy that our Sir is very quick to correct errors with a slap, smack, or something even worse. I think I scared the fairy, but that was my intent. A faggot should always fear its Sir. Fear serves as inspiration to do a good job.
I brought a plate of fresh chocolate chip cookies to our Sir who appreciated the effort.
“These are very good, faggot. Great job!”
“Thank you, Sir. I’m glad you like them, Sir.”
“Faggot, I’m gonna take the fairy to the bar tonight and show it off to my friends. I’m sure you can keep yourself busy tonight, lights out at 10.”
“Yes Sir, have a good night out with your fairy, Sir.”
“You can sleep in tomorrow morning, too. I’ll use my fairy’s mouth hole to piss in.”
“Thank you, Sir. Good night, Sir.”
My Sir and his fairy got ready for their outing. I noticed my Sir had given my “Locked FAGGOT” T-shirt to his fairy to wear. Sir Jace latched the leash to its collar and they left me behind.
I honestly looked around the house to find more chores to do, but I’d spent all day cleaning so I just went to bed early. I couldn’t fall asleep right away and then I remembered my Sir had a pair of sweaty, ripe, black CK boxer-briefs in his hamper. I took them and went back to my bed and sniffed, and sniffed, that pungent odor filling me up and making me so high. I finally fell asleep thinking about my Sir’s majestic cock with a huge smile on my face, hoping desperately to have another opportunity to show it the respect and admiration it deserves.
