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Chapter 9

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I had been up almost all night in a cheap Memphis hotel getting fucked by strangers, but I had to be up early to get back to my little hometown, my wife, and my vanilla life.  It was going to be a hard day.  As I drove home in the light of day, the dangerous stupidity of what I had done last night hit me.    I could easily have been raped and killed last night.  Maybe not raped since I let any man who came to the room fuck me last night.  I was a good and stupid fag daddy last night, and my jaw was sore, my throat was sore, and my ass hole was sore this morning.  After driving an hour, I had to stop at a gas station restroom to push more cum out of my ass from last night’s gang bang.   You know you were fucked and breed deep when cum is still coming out of your ass hours after your last ass fucking.  How did I sink so fucking low?

When I made it home, my wife was luckily out shopping, but she had left a note saying our son Glen and some of his friends would be home for dinner, and she wanted me to cook steaks out on the grill.  I had some time to recover.  Another hot shower helped me feel less dirty.  On the drive home, I had imagined I could still smell sweat and cum on me, but that was probably just guilt working on my nerves.  I had a long nap after my scalding hot shower and felt almost normal.

My wife pretty much ignored me as usual once she was sure I was doing my assigned duties for tonight’s cookout.  There would be a group of Gen’s friends and their girlfriends.  Karen’s brother Jess and his latest girlfriend were coming too.  To say I had mixed feelings about seeing Glen and Jess again would be the understatement of the year.   How would I react?  Could I act normal when I meet my own son who had literally fucked the cum out of me last weekend?   He did not know it was me of course, but I knew and knew a new side of my son I never suspected.  He can be casually cruel in a way my baby boy never was.  As young as he is, he is a man now who takes what he wants.  A hung man who can fuck a man like me into submission and orgasm without really trying.   It would be hard to look at Jess as Karen’s baby brother now too.  I always liked him, and God knows he is a big good-looking man, but I don’t like the way he has taken over with my son.  I should have been Glen’s role model, but last weekend I found out it was Jess he looked up to and was learning from.  When Glen copied Jess’s moves and slammed his massive cock up my ass to make me whimper, I knew what Jess had been teaching my boy.

Jess’s new girlfriend was pretty.  They always are.  My wife always thinks the current girlfriend will be the one for her little brother.  I’d like to tell her that her brother is anything but little, but I won’t ever.   We had a good crowd since several of Glen’s friends from high school were there to see him.  I knew almost all of these boys (men?) since I had helped coach many of them in little league and junior football.  I would have had a great time seeing the kids again if I had not been so uncomfortable with my brother-in-law and son.  Not that either of them acted any different.  My Son had given his old Dad a big hug and Jess had shook my hand just like normal when they arrived.  The only one that was a little odd was Glen’s roommate Lance.  He squeezed my hand a little too hard and too long.  Did he suspect?  Maybe he thought of all daddies as potential fuck meat after using me for a cum dump last weekend.

Anyway, he did not say or do anything else odd during dinner.  It was a great cook-out and everyone seemed to have a good time.  One of the boys even suggested throwing the football around after dinner like old times.   There were enough of us to play what was supposed to be just a friendly game of touch football.  When the boys were young, I had to be careful not to be too rough when we played because I was so much bigger, but now it was the boys trying not to be too rough with the old man.  That is till Jess sacked me to the ground, after that the game wasn’t touch football anymore; it was tackle.  I got sacked several more times before I could throw the ball over the next half hour.  I think roughing up their old assistant coach was fun for the boys.  Somewhat painful for me, but a bit of a thrill.  The chastity cage on my cock made sure I did not show wood at least as my son’s old friends and teammates tackled me.   On one of the last plays before the more sensible women put a stop to the game, Jess tackled me and held me down long enough to get his lips close to my ear and say two words.  “I know”.  At least I think that is what he said.  It was fast and there was a lot of other noise, so I can’t be sure.  The dinner broke up after that, but all seemed cool with Jess as he and his girl left.  It was just one more thing to rattle my brain.  It was all I could think about as I helped my wife clean up.

I had three normal days at the beginning of the week.  As normal as possible when your cock is locked away.  I’m use to jacking off once a day before work and sex with the wife a couple of time a week.   Disappointingly my wife did not seem to notice that I had stopped initiating sex.  That was good in a way.  I mean, it made it possible to hide my chastity device, but still it hurt to think that sex with me was just something she did to humor me.   I had the worst case of blue balls of my life.  I could not look at any man, at work, on the street, anywhere without thinking about their cock in my mouth and especially my ass.  Caged cock or not, I thought about getting the cum fucked out of me all the time.

My dry spell ended Wednesday afternoon when I got a text from Master Jeff.  He had a customer for me to service at one of the local motels after work.  The instructions were simple.  Walk into a dark room then undress and lay face down on the bed spread eagle.   Sounded easy compared to the ordeal I went through last weekend in Memphis.  The only downside was that someone I know could see my car at a local motel, so I parked at a gas station near the hotel and walked to room 131.  The room was dark except for a laptop playing straight porn near the bed.   I did not see or hear anyone else in the room till I was naked and in position.  Without saying a word, a man gripped my right wrist and zip tied my wrist to a rope tied to one of the bed legs.    The guy was fast and it was done before I could react.  I guess I could have fought or objected, but I was already caught and sure as hell did not want to make enough noise to attract attention to this motel room, so even though I was scared, I let him zip tie my other wrist and ankles too.  I hoped this was part of the plan and Master Jeff had “vetted” this guy whatever that means, but how could I know?

I still had not seen him clearly or heard a word from him when I felt his belt across my ass.  I jumped and made a yipe sound more from surprise than pain.  But pain was coming.  The belt blows on my ass and legs got harder till I was involuntarily trying to move to avoid the hits, but I was able to stay quiet.   No one through the thin motel walls was going to hear my cry.  He reached under me and pulled my caged cock and ball back.   He started out gentle, just tapping my balls with the tips of his fingers.  It still hurt of course.  When he slapped my nuts hard, it was just too much and I begged “PLEASE NO!”  Wrong move on my part.  He put his hand on the back of my neck and used his full weight to crush my neck and face into the mattress.   “Whore, you don’t tell me NO!  I own your ass.  Understand?”

I gave the only right answer “Yes Sir” My balls felt the belt after that.  I’m not going to exaggerate and say he beat my balls black and blue.  He did not have to.  Just popping my exposed nuts with the belt buckle over and over was enough to make me pull on the ropes and struggle to get free, but not to say anything or make a sound.  It did not last long, but he sure made his point.  He could do anything to me and I would take it. 

I felt a few drops of lube on my ass then something thick pushed several inches into my cunt.  He had used only enough lube to wet my hole lips, so it was not an easy insertion, but when he switched on the vibrator motor, I was loving it.    He moved in front of me so his cock was at my face.   I could see some of what he looked like now.  He was very hairy and in good shape and tall.  He had a covid mask on, so I could not see his face, but I’d guess he was under 30.   I could move enough to raise up and get his hard 6” fat cock in my mouth.  He let me suck it at my own pace for a few minutes before grabbing my head and face fucking me till he came in my mouth.  A huge bitter sticky load.  “Swallow it.  Swallow my cum you whore.  After I had swallowed and deepthroated him to clean his cock., he pulled out and turned my head toward the laptop on the nightstand.  There was a brunette with big tits on her knees sucking a long fat uncut cock on the screen.   “That is what you are.  A cum whore.  Only good for sucking cock and swallowing cum.”

I’d hoped this was over after he came.  I wanted to be untied and away from this guy before he did something I would regret.   He was just getting warmed up. He scooted closer to my face and raised his legs so his ass hole was at my lips.   The smell of the sweat off his balls and ass was a major turn on especially with a vibrator purring in my ass hole.   I was into it even though his ass tasted awful.   I ran the tip of my tongue around his muscle ring then licked his hole up and down. I was making slurping noises as sucked and rimmed his nasty ass.  I could tell he was gently working his cock as I ate his ass.  The taste of his ass got much worse when he grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face closer to his hole and my tongue went up his ass. “Dirty whore” I tongued out his hole for only a short while till he was ready to cum again.  The vibrator was yanked out and his cock was rammed in with only the spit lube from the blow job.  More lube would have been great, but it felt so good, his weight on top of me and his cock moving in my cunt.   Having a caged cock and blue balls made the pleasure of my hole so much better.  I almost groaned in disappointment when he pulled out without cumming.  I thought this was over as he cut the zip ties on my wrists and ankles.

“Stand up.  Bend over the bed facing the laptop.”

When I was in position, he mounted me again.  Holding my hips tight he fucked me hard while we both looked at the porn playing on his laptop.  “Look at that whore!  She has big cocks in every hole of her body.  That is you.  That is all you are good for, taking cocks and cum in both holes.  You’re worthless except for your holes.  Next time I’ll bring some buddies and we will rape your holes all night long.”  He did not say anything else for a while, just pounded my ass till he came in me balls deep.    This time I was sure it was over.  I had a load from his balls in my stomach and ass.

“Get back on the bed.  Face up.”

He sat on my face for another rim job.   While I ate his ass he tapped my balls lightly with his fingertips again.  Not enough to hurt really bad like the belt buckle, but enough to motivate me to give him the deepest, wettest, sloppiest rim job I could.   He was clean inside and out when I was done.  I would like to write that I did not like it, but my cock was straining in its cage, so I can’t write that.    The customer liked it too.  He was rock hard again when he sat on my chest and fucked my face.  I did my best and could tell he was close, but I could just not get him over the edge. 

“Finish me off, you cum whore.  Suck and lick the head while you stroke the shaft.  Just like that.  Keep it up.  Don’t you fucking stop.” 

I did not stop for another few minutes then he flooded my mouth with a third big load.  This load was watery compared to the sticky glue-like first load, but still big. As he moved off to the bathroom, he said “you can go now.”  His balls were drained but mine were full.  I felt horny, frustrated and used, but relieved it was over with no permanent damage to my ass and especially my balls.  My “role play son” and real Master Jeff called me before I made it home.  I drove around the back roads so he could talk to me in private.

“Good job daddy.  A satisfied customer.  This one actually paid real money, $150.  You’re an engineer.  Do the math for me. What does that work out to per cum load in you?  I bet he put the $150 on his expense account as an entertainment expense”

“Master, $50 per load he dumped in me.”

“Dumped three loads in you?  Impressive.  No wonder he wants to use you again when he comes back to town.  Batesville is in his territory and he is here at least twice a month, but I think he will make it once a week now that he has an on-call cum dump there.  Good job daddy, you will be earning me a nice bit of change every week off this customer.  You will never know his name, so to keep it simple, let’s call him Master Rope.  Master Rope wants to use your holes with his buddies.  He asked me if I would cut him a deal, a group rate.  Tell me the truth daddy.  Don’t even think about lying.  Do you want me to make him a good deal, so he and his buddies can tie you up and rape you all night long?  Hard cock after hard cock in your cunt.  Load after load shot in you.  What you want does not matter. I’m just curious.  What price do you think your holes are worth if Master Rope runs a train on your ass and throat?”

How could I answer that?  My face and ass had just been fucked for $150.  Did master Jeff have to fuck with my brain too?  I could still feel the guy’s cum in my ass and taste it in my mouth.  I had not cum since the night Glen fucked me so good, I came hands free.  I needed to cum so bad, and my hole was my only sexual pleasure now.  I said “Yes.  Yes, cut Master Rope a group rate to use my holes.  $300?”

“You must want his cock again really bad.  Selling yourself cheap daddy.  Do the math.  Master Rope has four buddies and all of them dump three loads in you.  When Master Rope and his buddies are done using your holes, you will have 15 cum loads in your holes, so you earn $20 every time you let a stranger dump a load in you.  You are a cheap horny slut, aren’t you?   Your pussy can never get enough cock can it.  Say it.  I want to hear you say it.”

“Master, I’m a cheap horny slut.  My pussy can never get enough cock”

“I’m so good to my daddy.  You will get more cock in your hungry hole before Master Rope comes back to town.  I’m going to give you some of what you want Saturday night.  What daddy needs. You’re going to take more dick.   You’re going to get fucked at my ranch again Saturday.  Lots of real men paying me to slide their hard cocks into you.   If you work those pussy muscles real hard you might even cum while you are getting used.  I’ve checked your Facebook page.  I know your wife is out of town, so daddy is free all weekend to earn money for me.”

By this time, I was close to my house, and a surprise was waiting for me.

“Damn !”

“What’s the matter daddy?”

“My wife’s car is gone but her little brother’s car is in my driveway.   I think he knows about me or at least suspects.  He is probably here to confront me that he plans to out me to my wife!”

“Calm down daddy.  He is probably just at your house because he is horny.  If he was going to be a tattle tale, he does not need to talk to you first.  I bet he is just sitting in your living room waiting for you to get home, so you can blow him.  If he wants to fuck your face or pussy, have him call me first.  You are a cheap fag daddy, but not free.  He will have to pay to use you, but since he is family, I’ll cut him a friends and family discount.  I’ll still make decent money because a young guy like that probably needs to cum real often, and he practically lives at your house.    You said $20 a cum load was a fair price for strangers using you.  What do you think I should charge Jess?”

THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING! THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING! THIS CAN’T BE HAPPENING!

“Answer me daddy.  Answer me NOW!”

Fuck it was so wrong, but he is so fucking tall and good looking.  I had jacked off so many times fantasizing about him, and I was so fucking horny.   I said “$5”

Jess was sitting on my couch.  Jess is tall, about 6’2”.  He has short very dark brown hair framing his handsome face.  His eyes are pale blue.  He is hairy all over (yes I have seen him naked in an innocent way) with light skin.  If he was born in LA or New York, maybe he would have been a model rather than an engineer.  He is that good looking.  He was wearing a tee shirt and blue jean shorts.  Since he was man-spreading on my couch, I sat in the chair opposite him.  I could not help looking at his crotch.

“You’re home.  I was about to give up on you.”

“I worked a little late”

“Sure”

“So, what’s up?”

“Kate is being a bitch today so, I thought I would come see you.”

“Glad you did.”

“Sure, you are.   The thing is, the reason Kate is a bitch today is because she has been on her period for two days.   She is lousy at sucking dick and too much of a prude to just let me fuck her ass when she is on the rag, so I thought I would come see you.   I knew you would be happy to see me because like I said in the football game, I know.  I’ve known you were queer for a long time.  The mask you were wearing when you were whoring did not fool me for a minute.  Yea I knew it was you when I fucked your ass with Glen and his friends watching.  What I did not know was that you were nasty and horny enough to let Glen fuck the cum out of you without touching your cock.    Was great for him.  He still talks about how good and tight the fag pussy was and how your cunt milked him when he fucked the cum out of you.  NO, before you ask, he does not know it was you.  He thinks it was just some cock addicted fag daddy.   He is right.  You are a cock addicted fag.  Get down on your knees and suck me off.”

“I can’t”

“What makes you think you have a choice?”

“I don’t have a choice.  If I did, I’d already be sucking your cock.  But Master Jeff, he says before you fuck my face or pussy, have him call me first.  You have to pay.  Not much money, but you have to pay him.

“What?  Does he own you?  It’s not just fun for you? He is pimping you out?   Glen and I paid nearly nothing to fuck you at that so called ranch.  The gas to get there cost more than fucking you.  I thought you were just role playing being a whore.  You are turning tricks for that kid?  Fuck, I did not think you could be sleazier than the first time I fucked you.  Damn!   Call your kid MASTER.  I want to talk with him.”

I only heard Jess’s half of the conversation.

“The fag is telling the truth?

Pause

“Yea it’s cheap.  Real cheap.  How do you make any money? “

Long pause

“But here is the deal.  I plan on using the fag often.  My girlfriend does not put out near enough for me, and she is high maintenance. A trophy girl but expensive, so I can’t afford to pay even that little every time I dump a load in it.  I have a counter offer.  I’ve got all kinds of connections.  I can throw lots of business your way, guy who will pay good for a no limits fag.   Yea Yea I know you said he has limits, but his limits are so nasty, most men will never go there.  Here is the deal.  I send you lots of customers you would not have without me, and I get an all-access pass to the fag and 50% of what the fag makes off my customers.  Deal?”

Another long pause.

“Deal.  35% it is.  The fag will just have to take more dicks to make up the difference.  We both win.   Yea, I’ll put him back on the phone.”

“Great news daddy! You have two masters now.  I’m sending Jess a copy of your chastity cage key.  He can let your dick out to play anytime he wants, so you better please him in every fucking way possible every chance you get.  Isn’t that Great!  You have fantasized about Jess for years, and now I made your dreams come true.  Gee, I hope it does not turn into a nightmare for you.  And even more great news for you.  He has lots of buddies to fuck and use you.  Between Jess and me, we are going to keep your holes painted with cum every day of your life.  Say thank you.  Say Master thank you for making Jess my 2nd pimp and Master. then put down the phone and suck your new Master’s cock.”

“Master, thank you for making Jess my 2nd pimp and Master.”

Jess already had his shorts down and his long fat cock was hard.  He was pushing his cock down my throat before I could put down the phone.

To be continued …


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