A virgin no more
The dreams were painless repeats of yesterday's spectacle in the shiny sling. In the dream Alon was watching the Priest but from a sitting position. Sparks were flying from the friction of a "glowing baseball bat" as it pistoned into his crotch. They were smiling and laughing, Alon grew closer and closer to what the dream depicted as he was wracked by a hand-free orgasm of volcanic proportions. As alon blinked the vision changed from the devilish looking Priest to Spencer, then Rick, Nyah and Lolly but ended with Master Lee's smiling face causing the fireworks display.
Alon awoke to find he had just ejaculated. His hand rested on the now cummy erection , his fingers still tightly grasping the slick pole.
"Young Master, breakfast is here, clothes are clean and hanging in the closet. If there's nothing else we can do Lolly and I have been called to a staff meeting......." Nyah saw the puddle on Alon's stomach and the boy's cream covered hand and penis. ".... Oh my! We'll clean you up first, sir"
Lolly took off for the bathroom for wash clothes; by the time he returned Nyah had already cleaned the mess. He stood smiling, licking his lips.
"Bitch!!" Lolly pronounced grinning.
"Master Alon, we will be back in an hour, I think"
Alon didn't hear Nyah, his thoughts were still on his dream. "Hey, will you guys look at my butt? It's sore and I'm afraid of what it might look like after yesterday's .....whatever it was."
Lolly got on the bed with Alon and lifted his legs, the prone boy instinctively grabbed his ankles.
"Your cheeks are a b little pink but you have a cute pink rosebud. Looks fine, better than fine.... ....tempting."
Alon's ass was indeed back to normal. But it sure didn't feel that way. It felt sore in a way that seemed only being railed again could remedy. The thought both scared and intrigued him.
The two stewards left for their meeting; Alon headed for the "bathing suite".
Spencer was poised over the toilet bowl taking advantage of the combination bidet/douche attachment.
"You probably need this more than I do" Spencer grinned as he flushed and turned on the steam for the shower. "I see there are a few toys stuck in the walls in there, gonna try one, I think. Nothing like a good fuck under a hot shower".
Spencer was right, the shower was the size of a small room or large closet. Several shower heads, hand held shower heads, and an assortment of dildos protruding from the walls. "It's really great, Alon. Some are one platforms to sit on, some to back up onto and they all have vibrator settings. Too bad they aren't hooked to fucking machines."
"You sure think about sex a lot, Spence. You should have been in that sling yesterday; you might have enjoyed it" Alon scanned the shower room, he was duly impressed.
"Ya think?" Rick was sitting on a vibrating dildo while lathering his body under the full-body spray. "We wouldn't be able to have gotten him out of it......" they all chuckled " He'd most likely still be there."
"I'm not that bad, Rick "
"I saw you pull a train for most of an afternoon, dude"
Alon listened to the boys's banter but stood a distance away under a regular shower head. He couldn't help but watch them; they were definitely fun to be around.
He wished he could sit, then saw a chair on the far side almost hidden by mist. He didn't realize the seat had a large hole, like a toilet seat, until he sat on it.
"There's a button on the wall if you want your butt showered from below. " Spencer said. "I'd kinda like to watch that"
Alon watched the boys enjoy their shower toys and chose to not push the button; his butt felt pummeled enough.
Spencer and Rick hadn't kown each other long at all but they became close fast. Similar proclivities, not being able to keep their hands off the other and the absolute necessity of having sex together. Both switch so their sex-capades were anything but dull. Spencer was intrigued by BDSM and bondage; not so much torture but being dominated was a fantasy for a long time.
In his "previous life" Spencer had been kicked out of his family home at fourteen. With tears streaming down his face he had the clothes on his back, his phone, and what he could hastily stuff into his backpack. School was forgotten and before long so were his belligerent parents. A short time on friends's couches was always cut short by the "do-gooder" parents of those friends. He started a fan page and registered on an escort site.
Spencer's escorting post caught several men's attention and the boy had become curious about the dom/sub relationship. His first was a two-nighter for which he earned $250. Plus a hefty tip. The good fortune didn't stop there.
Lonnie, a gay porn video producer, saw the post on an escort site showing a half naked model/escort nicknamed 'SuSpence' and decided to use him in a video he was about to film; the boy's portfolio of pics showed a perfectly small bubble-butt. Diminutive and thin body.
Not enough muscle tone, but Lonnie was confident he could change that.
Though identified as versatile or would switch positions convinced the video maker.
Spencer became an asset to the production company and eventually Lonnie's "houseboy". The polite label for an old man's fuck boy.
Alon was the first to leave the shower room, followed by Rick. Both wrapped themselves in large bath sheets provided by the hotel.
Alon looked at himself in the mirror and saw he was missing one blue jeweled earring and the red blotchy patches where the nipple clips were.
"At least they didn't rip the belly button jewel out." The crowd yesterday was ruthless in their pursuit of souvenirs, three or four amulets had been torn from his collar as well.
"Im not leaving this hotel room! And I'm taking off this disgusting collar. Fucking little plastic bottles of cum! For Christ s sake! "
Rick overheard, "I can't say I blame you. You do look pretty ridiculous in that "necklace ""
"Fuck you!!" Alon grinned when he shouted at Rick.
"Hell yeah!! When? Now?........that would be really cool. Like, I wanted you to fuck me ever since I met you" Rick wasn't joking.
"Shit, man...I was fooling around is all " Alon was flustered by Rick's earnest reply. "You're the hottest guy I've ever seen. Couple inches taller than I am and shit, Rick that muscle tone is killer. ......why?......me?"
"If you haven't figured it out yet, I ain't telling you......I'm serious!, anytime!!"
Alon looked at himself again; shook his head and followed Rick out of the "bathing suite".
He decided he was going back to bed. Today was getting as weirder than yesterday.
The room was empty when Alon woke from his morning nap. Time to see this hotel, he decided. Spencer and Rick raved about the fetish rooms, so wanted to see for himself. The dilemma was whether to take off the now embarrassing collar.
"Fuck!! Locked?!! SERIOUSLY?" Alon went to the bathroom mirror to be sure what he felt was true.
Lolly and Nyah stood in the doorway, having heard his loud complaint. "Are you okay, sir?"
"Locked!! I'm stuck with this thing until Master Lee unlocks it"
"Um...uh... sir, Master Lee won't return for two weeks. League business he told us to tell you and the others " Nyah watched as Alon's face turned bright red, his rage matched only by his indignation.
"I'll CUT it off!!" Alon fumed. "Who in their right mind wants to wear cum displayed around their fucking neck?"
Nyah took Alon's hand and led him back to the bedroom. "It's an honor, master, to wear a collar. If you like we can remove the amulets and rings, then it will only be a collar. Lots of guys are wearing them both here and at the resort. You'll blend right in."
"My jewelry was stolen. Someone even tried to pull out my bellybutton piercing. Glad I wasn't wearing a PA. "
"You look great Alon. I wouldn't change a thing" Spencer and Rick had just walked in the sliding patio door.
Nyah saw the two were wet from the pool, "We'll get towels, young masters"
"No you won't, we're taking you to the pool. They have a slide that is insane!!"
A few minutes later when Alon's collar had been stripped of decoration; they all left for the pool.
The slide was indeed a marvel, but Alon was more curious about the public sex that was all around. "What's all this?" Alon asked of no one in particular.
"This is the fetish pool" Lolly said. "Public sex is everywhere here and the resort. I know it makes some guests feel uncomfortable but it's all over the website. I like seeing all the variations these horny guys come up with"
Lolly reached for Nyah's hand. "Anything you three want to do we're here to make it happen".
"Say no more..." Spencer began, "....find us two muscle studs to put us on the spit".
The "studs" which the stewards were sent to retrieve were anything but. Two bears, each with a steward over his shoulder lumbered to patio where Alon stood. Rick and Spencer were once again screaming as they shot down the slide together.
"Alright you little bitch where are these two? The ones who want to get double fucked?" Rocco, one of the big hairy men asked as he jammed a finger in Lolly's butt. "Huh?"
"Fuck it, let's just do these two" Bubu, the other imposing brute declared.
It didn't take long, against their insincere protests, both bears swung their burdens around to sit on their stiff cocks. Lolly was hanging onto Rocco's neck while being roughly impaled, Nyah made the group a matching pair with Bubu.
"No. No. They're in the pool. Just wait for them" Nyah faced Bubu, his face and voice pleading.
"Too late, I'm already eight inches invested in your sweet ass."
Alon thought this was pretty funny. The banter between the hairy bears and the stewards was like a rehearsed dialogue. And when Spencer and Rick surfaced from the pool it got even more colorful.
"Hey, what the fuck?" Spencer as always was first to attack. "Those stewards are ours!! Get those motherfucking sorry excuses for cocks out of 'our' holes!!"
"Tell you what loud mouth, we'll make you a deal. You stick those limp looking peepees of yours in these kids's holes along with our cocks and the first one to cum looses.....and we keep 'em"
Alon was enjoying the show, not believing the men's boasts. The stewards and the bears were probably all hotel employees. This was an impromptu scene and everyone on the patio was watching. A few were cheering on their choice in the contest.
"Alon! Come here and help. " Spencer was pummeling Lolly's ass while the Rocco was bouncing the boy up and down on his cock. The scene was making everyone hornier than they may have already been. Alon had found a chair and like so many others had his hand on his dick.
"What??!" Alon stood and approached.
"Fuck one of these clowns, blister the asshole's g-spot til he shoots it. You don't want to lose these boys , do you?"
Alon was being pulled into another spectacle. This one seemed like fun; he hadn't been fucking 'anyone' until his chastity came off.
Both men were hairy, and both were protesting; promising Alon they'd destroy his ass too if he even tried.
The crowd egged Alon to 'fuck the shit out of that hairy bear.'
Three bow-tied boys came to Alon's aid. On their knees, two were spreading Rocco's butt cheeks for Alon to do the dirty deed. The other was rimming Bubu to the man's mock displeasure. The scene was drawing an unintended (?) crowd; couples were serving as distractions to the men to help the boys from losing their challenge.
Alon was surprised how easily his dick slid into Rocco's ass; lubed and loose.
The boys were cheered on by the younger members of the crowd while the older ones yelled encouragement to the bears.
Lolly and Nyah were enjoying this scene more than anyone. They had set it up to entertain their masters and succeeded beyond expectations.
Rocco came first, his bellow was loud and his orgasm intense. Closed eyes and shaking limbs, he thrusted hard and deep into the surprised steward. Bubu wasn't far behind; it took him longer to recover, his hands firmly gripping Nyah's ass cheeks.
"That'll leave a mark!" Laughingly someone said.
A couple bow-tied sex pigs descended on the cum-dripping holes after Spencer and Rick declared victory by pulling their dicks free.
Having released the stewards, the bears thanked everyone and headed off.
"I think we have unfinished business " Spencer said to Rick, Alon, and their stewards; they ducked back into their room.
