Low groans were the sounds to be heard when master Wintermen entered the dungeon anteroom.
"Ah, my beautiful new possessions. How lovely you look and sound"
Walking to the cage, Master Wintermen stood looking at the boy bobbing up and down on the last, fattest , and longest dildo.
"Open your mouth ".
Gene obeyed and moved closer to his new master. The bejeweled buttplug raimained where it had been put, in his mouth, the jewel resting on his lips. Wintermen removed his cock from his pants and holding it in his hand he inched it forward. The liquid began flowing, slowly at first then the yellow gusher flowed on and into Gene's gaping mouth. The plug didn't allow for much to pass by, but the boy was swallowing what came to his throat as fast as he could. . A smiling Gene kept eye contact with his master. He had hoped for this to happen here at some point, was gleefully surprised it had been bestowed upon him so soon.
Gene loved all things kinky. Piss was one thing that he looked forward to on almost a daily basis. At the Academy he had to beg for other trainees to piss in his mouth. Most of the piss poured out but the warm fragrant liquid that made it to his throat was always welcome in his stomach. Gene particularly enjoyed sucking and swallowing as fast as he could to capture a stream shooting onto his tongue, but especially when it shot right down his throat. A thought he had at this moment as his master's piss streamed down his chin and splattered on his chest. The warm liquid that splattered on his trapped dick made the metal cage strain against the soft skin of his dick head. Oh if he could only touch himself. He'd cum so fast.
The master removed the buttplug from Gene's mouth and let his second stream shoot down the boys throat, gagging, choking, and loving every drop, Gene's smile widened as he rapidly swallowed the fragrant deluge . He began the fantasy he would be his master's urinal for the duration of his contract.
"Now get my cock hard, I want to fuck that thirsty mouth."
It was time to make a good impression. Gene took the master's cock deep into his mouth, wanting to feel it grow inside, to feel it enter his throat and piss or shoot cum. Gene didn't care. All he cared about was sucking as much liquid as possible. The more cocks visiting his mouth the better.
Charles had begun unshackling the bound boys and at last returned them all to a kneeling position directly behind their new master.
"Charles, get these boys fed but first a washroom break, this break needs to be extra thorough. Poker starts right after dinner so lets have these five ready and waiting for the guys when they wander into the study.
"As you wish"
When the boys were in the washroom and alone the whispering was confused and way too loud.
"Geez....shut the fuck up. Did you guys notice the additional equipment here?"
The boys hadn't noticed the collars and leashes which were laying on the shelf over the sink.
"Fuck Roger, this place is fucking dope!"
Lyn was grinning so wide his teeth sparkled in the light.
"Tonight I bet it's going to be basically fucking and blow jobs. We'll just have to wait to find out if they have anything weird planned. Since we can't cum, well , all of us except fucking Paul "
"Sorry. I couldn't help it. The stimulation was really overpowering, besides I was ordered to cum"
While the master was pissing into and onto Gene, Charles had the others take turns licking and sucking Paul clean of the cum that had oozed all over his crotch, some even dribbled down to his asshole. No one complained. They lived for this twisted shit.
Having been rented out before, Roger had a grasp on what to expect. At the Academy,when he saw who was chosen, it was clear this master wanted the nastiest sluttiest sex addicts in the school.
Charles was trying his hardest but, honestly, if left to their own devices, tonight's orgy would be epic.
Charles stepped into the boy's washroom. As expected he saw douching, showering as well as the toilets being used.
"I've been told to remove your chastity devices. You're to deep clean your dicks. Peel back the foreskin and make sure your dick smells sweet. I've been told to do the cleaning myself since you're actually not allowed to touch yourself there. .....HOWEVER..... from experience I know as soon as those things come off there'll be four stiffies. Look, you have to have them on when you're led into the study"
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Wiley woke to a dark room and the beeping of a machine by the bed he found himself laying in. An inventory told him he was wearing a scratchy pair of underwear and also had a catheter sticking out of his penis.
"Rhys? Rhys? Are you here somewhere?? Everything is so dark. You're here aren't you?"
A warm hand covered his. A slight squeeze.
"It's father William, Wiley. You've been asleep for a long time."
"Rhys, my partner, my husband Do you know where he is?"
"Wiley, I tried to find his number on your phone, but not knowing the code I couldn't look. I checked your wallet and found several business cards, I assumed that was you. Wiley? Right? You work at the Annex Coffeehouse?"
Wiley could only muster a weak nod.
"I called the number on the card and gave the information about where you are to the boy answering the phone. That was yesterday. I left my cell number but no one has called me yet."
The lights in the room came on, blinding Wiley. Shutting his eyes, all he could utter was "No No. Please no."
A nurse's had walked into the room and switched on the light. After hearing Wiley, he quickly turned down the brightness.
"Wiley? I'm a CNA here needed to check in on you. We'd like to draw blood for analysis to help us figure out what made you faint"
Wiley was mute, staring at the white clad man standing at the foot of his bed. The man held a clipboard or folder or something.
"Wiley Davis, you're 25 and that's about all we know. We're hoping you can tell us."
"Wintermen, I'm Wiley Wintermen "
Father William looked at the CNA who had been joined by a doctor looking fellow.
Father William drew Wiley's attention, "I looked for ID after you were checked in, the ID in your wallet has your picture but the name is Wiley Davis"
Wiley saw the room turning dark, darker, then just blackness. The figure was advancing, the hissing breath, footfalls like they're squashing things that are alive, the closer the black shrouded figure came the awful stench began growing putrid. Wiley felt himself retching, not willing to take a breath of the foil air. The figure cackled, it's eyes yellow, menacing, looking deep through Wiley's as if seeking something. The mucous looking pus dripped from the gnarled fingers. Wiley's lungs were bursting. A flash and then nothing.
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"3Sir? May we clean our dicks ourselves? If that's okay we'd like to use the steam room, if you'd let us. We've never been inside one. (Of course, that was a lie)
"We promise you'll have no trouble replacing the chastity. " Roger had a glimmer of an idea.
After thinking about it for a second or two Charles, looking a bit resigned , "Ok. But no fucking around . You touch to clean. In fact you can't clean your own dicks but I guess it's ok to clean someone else's. Clean each others dicks and be in the hallway in an hour and a half. I'll put on the chastity back on then. Make double sure your asses are super clean. Use that flavored water for the final douche. These guys love eating out assholes." That comment got wide smiles and a couple high fives from the boys. " Charles handed Roger the chastity key, turned and left.
"All right guys douche quick, we have an hour or so to see who can cum the most times before we report for duty. We've gotta have limp dicks or the chastity will hurt even worse than before."
The chastity devices fell to the floor and five boys, four with rock hard dicks dashed into the steam room.
Gene and Buster were on their knees first, both with dicks in their mouths. Buster was sucking while fingering his clit . Roger was fucking Buster's mouth, it didn't take long before feeling "that feeling"'it came a whole lot sooner than he thought.
"Damn Buster, I didn't want to cum THIS soon. let me have your ass "
Buster climbed up on a bench and presented his two holes to Roger , who tag teamed both holes, one after the other after the other. He started by slamming into her asshole and after only a few strokes pulled out and slid into his open slit.
"Fuck, I'm going to cum"
"Not in my holes, in one of our mouths so we can swallow it, if someone out there tastes cum in our ass we'll get in trouble, won't we?"
Roger turned to Gene's open mouth and after stroking his throbbing dick, laid it on the kneeling boy's tongue. Smiling, Gene began sucking until with a stifled groan, Roger shot into the welcoming throat.
Paul had taken Roger's place at Buster's holes and soon he too had to empty his loins. He moved to sit in front of Buster so Buster could take Paul's dick and suck the cum out Roger had grown hard again so he stayed in Gene's mouth. Lyn took up at Busters ass as Buster continued sucking Paul.
Buster was the star of the moment. His three holes were well used and he was able to diddle two staggering orgasms of his own. Roger offered to suck his clit, but then all the boys wanted to. One after the other Busters clit hosted the four boys for another orgasm while they stroked themselves to their second orgasm as well. Not wanting to shoot their loads on the floor, they came in their hands then sharing, licked them clean. Breathing heavy from the rushed effort, with drooping penises the boys re-entered the washroom to shower and douche again.
When Charles walked down the hall he saw the five kneeling boys with chastity devices laying on the floor in front of them.
"That steam really refreshes doesn't it?"
"Yes sir" Roger grimaced as soon as the words left his mouth, knowing he shouldn't have spoken. A stern glance from Charles seemed to tell him this indiscretion would be forgotten. At least until a later time.
"In the study you are there for one thing only. These poker buddies of your master's hardly ever break the deck of cards open. They finished dinner so their clothes came off and you guys are desert. Your master wanted me to remind you: do what these guys want and do it the way you were trained . No hesitation. Keep eye contact and keep those beguiling smiles pasted on your faces." Then, looking at Buster
"Three-hole! , you're gonna be sore when we're done here but do not show it while the guests are here. They expect you all to be nasty whore-slut virgins so don't disappoint them."
Roger thought "Virgins? One look at us and no one would believe that shit"
The boys were positioned in different spots around the spacious room. It was filled with sofas, huge ottomans and chaises. All perfect for fucking or whatever.
The instructions were to keep heads bowed until one of the master's friends made claim. Then, with smiles and eye contact dazzle them.
Buster was the first to be claimed. The man was tall, tattooed and muscular. He stuck his fingers into the boy's slit and pulled him to a couch. Soon they all had been taken from their positions and if they weren't bent over a couch they were on their knees. These men were all swarthy in a healthy gym-bag sort of way, which got the boys hot and anxious for a rough orgy. Roger decided maybe this won't be bad at all.
Roger's ass was ready for just about anything but he found his nose pressed against a hairy ball sack that smelled like a forest. Sharp but musky. Damn!! He wished he could jerk his dick.
These guys weren't just fucking the boys but each other as well. They seemed to enjoy sucking dick and were clearly disappointed the "virgins"were in chastity. The men ate each other's assholes and sucked each other's dicks. That's not to say the five slut--sex-pigs were neglected. Not a moment passed when one of the five could take a short breather.
Lyn was trapped between two big men, one deep in his ass, the other doing a good job of choking him with his fat cock Yeah, his choking sounds were mostly fake, but these guys loved it. They were the very definition of rough. Spitting into the boys mouths, slapping faces and buttcheeks, even slapping the caged dicks . Lyn was roughly flipped onto his back, one bruiser kept pounding his ass while the other had laid across him with his cock drilling into his throat. His ass was being pounded as hard and deep as his throat, and it seemed these guys were just getting started. Lyn decided he had found his little ottoman of heaven. He only wished he could pull his dick. Since his first day at the Academy he had been told he was NEVER EVER allowed to touch himself. Of course the rule was broken by most of those at the school but not in front of the staff or trainers. He was certain he had been fucked by and had sucked everyone at the school. Staff and all. He could tell you what everyone's cum tasted like, what their dick felt like in his ass or in his throat. He was one of the sluttiest sex addicts at the Academy, and damn proud of it.
Gene was also in the middle of two big guys. But he lay on his back with one guy's massive cock in his ass . The other was on top also with his massive cock in Genes widening hole. The double fucking was getting rougher, the guys here loving it.
"I feel your cock, man. It's sliding against mine and shit that feels good." The guy on the bottom shoved his cock deeper into squirming Gene's hole, in rhythm to the guy on top.
"Are we both shooting in this hole?"
"Nah not yet anyway. I'll tell all the guys to tap this little hole. We'll gang bang the fucker till he yells "uncle" "
"You ready for all these cocks, whore?"
Gene knew he couldn't answer so he just smiled.
"You know, I think you need something in your mouth "
The top guy pulled out of Gene's asshole, mounted the boy's chest and grabbed the back of his bald head.
"You better swallow the whole cock, slut. Let's see if you're worth whatever you "master" is paying " the man started pushing his cock into Gene's mouth.
"Come on slut, take it all. " the man spit onto his cock and shoved it in further. Gene's face winced as he felt the massive cock touch the back of his mouth. The man slapped his face. Gene loved this, dreamed about these kinds of moments.
Another man slid his cock into the already occupied hole. Gene was now being triple penetrated, he'd be bragging about this when he was returned to the Academy. It was a rent boy sex addict's dream.
Gene was instantly excited and impatient to feel all these mens cocks. He thought maybe this one will cum in his mouth. He hoped so. He also loved cum smeared all over his face, the smell and feeling when it constricted as it dried. Cum facials. Almost as good as getting it in your mouth.
Paul was bent over a couch back with a cock slamming into his mouth while a tongue was in his ass seemingly trying to reach his g-spot. The big guy sucking his ass was wearing one of the strap on dildos. The dildo was huge and veined. It hadn't rammed into him yet and Paul couldn't wait. His prostate was getting a no- touch thrill and needed to get hammered. The tattooed man must have read his mind, holding Paul's buttcheeks apart the huge dildo head slowly edged into his asshole. He'd been fucked a couple times tonight, plus the fun in the steam room , he thought, should lessen the painful entry.
It didn't. Paul's outburst caused the man fucking his mouth to double down and start pounding deep into his throat.
"Open that throat bitch. I want my cock so deep you'll think you're gonna suffocate "
The evening drew on and Charles was right, Buster was getting all three holes hammered at once. Everyone used his holes, then returned to the other boys as the scene kept getting more intense. . The noise level rose as the orgy grew rougher and rougher.
Paul had been put on the floor on his side to be fucked, the guys foot holding the boy's head flush to the floor.
Paul loved it rough. Being spread wide open, owned by the rough daddy power fucking his hole right then was his dream of the most romantic moment ever. Being called a dirty slut would have his dick hard, any nasty talk was magic to his prostate. If this guy kept jackhammering his hole, he was going to do a hands free milking again. When in the dungeon, the sight of the torture equipment made Paul feel he definitely had landed in the right place. At the Academy he was first in line to be put in bondage and fucked silly in one the live streams. The pain wasn't the best part, it was the feeling of being possessed by a tough, unrelenting daddy.
The men had spread their loads pretty evenly among the boys, though Buster had been ridden almost steadily all evening. He may not have been the recipient of as much cum as the others but he sure brought these big guys close enough to shoot it in someone else.
The cum which did drip from both Buster's holes mixed and made a messy sight that every guy wanted to slide his cock into.
Lyn's red buns had been an invitation to these guys to spank away. He was close to his breaking point when Charles announced the party was over. It was 3:30 am.
Final loads were bestowed upon Buster. Now his holes were messy and sloppy, so several of the men put their faces to the mess and slurped.
Not having a dick worked great for Buster. His crotch nipple had been licked, chewed, and brought to multiple orgasms. All of which he felt he needed to disguise. He'd been addicted to any kind of sex for as long as he could remember. He would finger himself anywhere. In the park, in the middle of a group. The thrill of giving himself an orgasm while those around had no idea was the ultimate thrill.
Master Wintermen stood to address the five. "These guys have been here many times and every time there are horny boys like you here to supply entertainment. I thought they might complain about you boys being in chastity but some told me it just made them hotter. They always love these parties, but they never raved like they did tonight, or this morning or whatever the fuck. So to show how glad I am to own you I wouldn't be too angry if you went to bed without chastity. It's totally against my principles but I think you earned it. "
Wintermen and Charles left the room and gestured for them to follow.
The house was huge, sprawling even. The boys were led to large bedroom with one enormous bed in the middle of the room.
"Charles, remove those things and let's all get a much needed good night's rest"
The bedroom had an attached washroom, so all five squeezed into the shower stall and scrubbed each other. One by one they found a spot on the gigantic bed and laid down, too worn out to fuck or even jack off.
The five were soundly asleep when Charles peeked in to do a last minute check on their new acquisitions.
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Rhys sat across from the therapist, hands under his butt. He was uncomfortable, at work and home, even the neighborhood he and Wiley lived in the boys wore as little clothing as possible. They had always been more comfortable naked, ever since the Academy. Wiley and Rhys met there, had been recruited as sex pigs for the Annex, a sort of retirement home for the BDSM community.
"Rhys, we're all concerned about Wiley, it's my job to figure out what's driving him to have these torturous dreams."
"I know, Wiley had several incidents while in the foster care system. Two foster homes he told me about were the worst. Verbal and physical abuse happened every day At night I know he was forced to share a bed with his foster father's brother. Wiley was 11, I think. The brother was older, much older.
Rhys knew all about Wiley, every detail his boyfriend wanted to share. And it had been a lot. On the streets at 13, selling himself for years before he heard of the Academy.
"The last foster home was where it happened."
Rhys wasn't sure if he should tell Wiley's deepest secret, but he had to admit it seemed the reason for these dreams.
"He was in a public school, on the playground when the school bully started picking on him.
It didn't even last long, but Wiley was so scared he shit his pants, too humiliated to move he then wet himself. It seemed to Wiley at the time that the whole school was gathered around him."
Rhys's hands covered his face.
"When he told me this part we held each other and bawled, for hours. We were both working at the Annex. The only day off we ever took. We found a place in the dungeon where we could hide and just held each other.
"I know this is hard for you Rhys. But I think this might be what I need to help Wiley. "
"Ok. .......His foster dad picked him up from school. The man was mad, I guess. When they got home, he made Wiley take off his dirty clothes, that's when he put the shitty underpants over Wiley's head and made him stand in the shower for an hour before the water was turned on."
"That must have been terrible for him"
Rhys dried his eyes, just the thought of Wiley having to go through that broke him.
"That's the day he left. He had some coins hidden, so with those in one pocket, the miniature Micky Mouse in another, he left and never went back."
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Charles met Wintermen in their bedroom. The little fuckboy lay provocatively on the king sized bed, a glittery jeweled plug flashed from his ass. His black stockings morphed into a full body lacy garment meant solely to excite his two masters.
Though tired from the exhausting party they both wrapped their arms around the boy. Warm hands found Charles and Wintermen's cocks and felt them grow into hard weapons of pleasure. The two men took turns fucking the cute boy's ass. Turning him around and around until both men left a load in the boy's mouth. The boy looked forward to being fucked then sucking them to climax in his mouth. He tickled the sensitive cock heads and sucked every drop. It was then time to give both men regular tongue baths of their genitals and assholes. Both men fell asleep as their fuckboy licked them clean.
The boy gazed at the two men. Their cocks soft but handsomely sexy. He began stroking his dick until he felt the much needed relief rushing up to explode upon his masters's assholes. Once emptied and squeezed dry the boy bent over and licked and swallowed the white ropes of cream. . Wintermen reached a hand back to the boys head and gently pushed it against his asshole. Wintermen felt the fuckboy's tongue flick in and out, evincing a contented sigh.
When the boy had finished, his erection had returned so again a load of cum was stroked from the hard penis and smeared onto his masters ass cheeks and again he licked them clean.
