A kinky story written by Max Potter | Chapter 5

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I woke up, Kyle was curled up next to me. I looked over at my boy, his hair all mussed by sleep and the lovemaking that preceded it. His face looked so relaxed, he was so content in repose. Kyle had gotten so comfortable in being with me, and I was letting him sleep over more often than not. I stretched a bit, not enough to disturb him, but to let the muscles reach out. I looked back at his face, I was spending so much time with him in my bed that some of my other boys weren’t getting my attention. I’d have to have Kyle sleep at his own place and call one of the others to get fucked. I couldn’t let them think I had forgotten them, I had responsibilities to all my boys.

Kyle’s hand moved up my chest. He was awake. Already having decided he wouldn’t join me tonight, I had to come up with what I was going to do to him to keep him desiring me until I called on him again. “Horny, is my boy?” I asked him, giving him a side hug.

“Yes, Master.” Kyle licked one of my nipples.

“Well, something else this morning. Out of bed.”

“Grumph. Yes Master.”

We both got out, Kyle reached over and hugged me. I quickly returned it and ordered “Bend over the bed.” I moved his arms so he was over the bed braced up. He realized at once it was not a fucking postion.

“What are we doing Master?” Kyle twisted his head around to look at me puzzled.

“A little spanking.” I rubbed my hand over his ass checks.

“Spanking? Have I been bad?”

“No, I just want to do it.” His body tensed up, I could feel it. But he stayed in place. Good, he was accepting my will, even if he didn’t know why. It was a whim of mine, but it was going to be a lesson for the boy.

I gave a not-to-hard slap to both cheeks. “Ow.” Escaped Kyle’s lips. I gave a soft, single laugh and repeated the strike. He was silent on the second one. I continued hitting his ass, never very hard, but enough that he felt it. It took a little longer to get his ass red than if I had been really going at it, but the idea wasn’t to give him a hard spanking, but to make him feel it for a bit.

When my mild attack had given him a good warm red glow I stopped and rubbed his ass again.

“Master, I feel it.” Kyle had strain in his voice.

“Good. I want you to feel it today. And tonight.” I lifted him up and kissed him. “When you are home, in bed, alone.”

His face fell, I knew that would disappoint him. But he took a breath and trying to look me in the eye and said “Yes, Master.”

He accepted it. He had been learning when I decide something no amount of pleading would change my mind. “Good boy. Now scamper off home for your shower.” I gave his ass a playful slap that elicited a yelp from him. I headed to my bathroom to brush my teeth and heard him slip on pants and head to his place.

I had showered and was at my computer starting my job when I saw him head to his. He glanced my way and I waved, getting a wave back. I concentrated on mundane matters for a few hours before texting Vince, telling him he could come over when he was free. I got Vince’s reply as soon as his class wrapped up, he was headed right over after hitting his place for his gear. Vince is a college student, and I texted him part of the way through a class. He was also a pup. I was getting a new cup of coffee when he knocked on my door. I opened it to his smiling face. “Thanks so much Master!” He gave me a quick hug and disappeared into my bedroom. I returned to my computer. A few minutes later, Vince crawled out of my bedroom dog hood on, tail in, and sniffing around. He was now Skipper. I let him wander around.

As Skipper, Vince likes to be a pup, so he was perfect for having around the place. He would poke around, looking at things from his pup-eye view. Once he was sure he had seen and sniffed everything, he curled up not far from me, able to watch what I did. He lay there like a dog, and I admit I like the adoration he showed.

After a while, Skipper crawled to my kitchen and took a drink from the bowl of water I had put on the floor. He then returned, and I laughed under my breath as he turned around three times before laying down again. I continued my work as Skipper would spend a while laying there and sometimes getting up and looking around. Acting like a normal dog. He was loving it, as his hard dick showed.

The afternoon went on, and I mumbled under my breath that I was almost done for the day. Not long afterwards, Skipper got up to check things out again. But this time he didn’t come back. I knew where he was, I didn’t let on. Behind my back, he had crawled onto the couch.

When I got up, I turned around, putting mock anger into my voice I shouted “What are you doing on the couch?” I strode over as Skipper scrambled down. Grabbing his collar, I brought my hand down on his ass “I told you not to get on the couch.” Skipper yelped, and his dick started to leak pre-cum. I landed a few more hits, “Skipper go to your corner, now!”

Skipper crawled to his corner and lay down, still watching me. I flipped on the TV to catch something streaming. After more than half an hour I looked over at him. “Boy want a bone?” He raised his head, cocking it to one side. “Come on boy, get your bone.” A slightly higher register, like talking to a real dog. He headed toward me, rubber tail wagging back and forth. Little barks of joy coming from his throat.

Arriving between my legs, Skipper nuzzled and licked at my package through my pants. So enjoyable, watching his desperation to get at it. And it was stimulating. My dick grew, and he could feel it, making him struggle for his prize even more. I ran my hand over his face, opened my pants as he gave some little yips of canine excitement.

“Beg Skipper, beg for your bone.” Like a good pup he got up on his haunches and bent his arms in a begging position. Little whines, and he wiggled his butt. “Get it, get your bone.” Skipper gave a quick bark and dove to start licking up and down my big shaft. Long, dog-like licks, wetting my cock well. He gave some light bites, his trademark move. Not enough to hurt, since that would get him a serious beating, but a rare sensation. Up and down he gave the gentle bites, then moving his careful teeth to my balls. The contrast of his teeth and tongue almost set me wild, I opened my legs wider. Let him work, let him please me and make me feel good.

My prick was in his mouth now, feeling that warmth a mouth and throat alone can provide. It’s more than a physical feeling, the wetness it’s the mental feeling of penetrating, of having someone take it in, of servicing you. That’s what the real sex is, much more than the physical contact, it’s the mind part. The surrender that is different if it’s a domination or equal partnership. The mind is the best part. The bodies are the instruments of sex. Real penetration is my will driving his actions.

Skipper was deepthroating me now, and working hard at it. I prefered to have hands work my balls and thighs, but he was a pup, so he was working like a pup. He would come off and lick my balls like a dog. He was well trained. As always when he sucked me, I like the little dog noises he made. A controlling hand on his head slowed him down. I wanted to savor this. The pup got my meaning right off and slowed, spending more time licking my shaft and head. I stretched out further, looking up at the ceiling. I knew Skipper’s eyes were looking up at me, hoping I was pleased, but let him desire. I let my mind wonder, enjoying the service and the difference from Kyle’s style. Damn, I was getting excellent head from Skipper and Kyle still popped into my head. I needed to shove thoughts of him aside. I needed to be in control, even in my own mind.

Nice long licks up shaft, letting me feel his tongue working, so much of his tongue. Getting me wet. I stayed hard, very hard. He was working so hard, I appreciated that, I liked it when my boys worked to make me happy. It made me feel right, and I knew he was in bliss. I let him worship my prick for a long time. It wasn’t just my ability to hold back cum when I wanted to, it was my wish to get my cock worked on for a while, to enjoy it as a boy worked on it, and that’s exactly what I was getting. I knew Skipper would go at my dick for a good, long time.

I do have good control, but Skipper wasn’t making me exercise it. He had gotten the idea I wanted this to be a long, slow blow job. His tongue and those careful teeth worked on my prick and he would go as long as I wanted, no matter how long I wanted to go. And how long I wanted to go is as long as he would go.

It was well over an hour before I finally decided it was time to fuck him. I let my mind roll over the thought of it for a bit, feeling my dick get harder. Skipper had a great ass, and his oral attentions had not been wasted. I stirred, moving to remove the rubber tail he had in. I let my hand caress his ass, and the tail moved more as his sucking intensified. He knew what was going to happen, and he wanted my dick.

I was careful as I removed the tail, not wanting to cause damage, and I tossed it aside, bringing my prick out of his mouth. Skipper gave a whine, poor little pup no longer had a bone. I could have chuckled, but I was ready to go. I maneuvered him where I wanted, doggie style, of course. I lined up my dick with his hole and moved forward,entering him and feeling the warm softness of his chute grip my cock. I pushed in slow, savoring every instant. There is nothing that feels like a man’s pussy opening up for my dick, a full surrender of the boy.

My pubes hit his ass, and I rested there, his growl telling me how much he had wanted this. I grabbed each cheek in a hand, eliciting a bark of pleasure. Pulling back brought a bark of sadness as he felt empty without me in him. I shifted my grip, to change it up. I pushed back in to my pleasure and his. Skipper was lost in his confusion of whether to bark, growl or whine. He chose each making sounds of pure joy. My cock was in pure joy as well. More fucking as I bent over his body, changing the angle of my entry, hitting more of his guts. Moving my hands up to his shoulders and pulling his entire body back on my rhythm. He was putty in my hands, letting out a howl. I loved it when he was so lost in my fucking him, he howled. It was an indication of how much he needed it.

I was enjoying this fuck. His ass worked my dick. He had always had such a talented ass, and always willing to hold it up for me. I was going into that space of dominant fucking that transcended everything. A boy beneath me, my dick hard and thrusting. It wasn’t merely my dick that was fucking him, it was everything, bending him to my will. That was the best part, his will submitting to mine. I reached down and felt his chest, tweaking his nipples, laying my body on his, giving short, sharp thrusts into his body.

Skipper was almost shaking in his ecstasy. It was so great to make a boy lose so much control, to be so in charge of him that he lost everything but a desire for me. I lengthed my thrusts, feeling my cock penetrate him. My cock in him. Moving his body with my fucking. I was rising in my balls, I felt the cum boiling. I could hold back, but I didn’t want to. I wanted to shoot in his guts, and I did. My orgasm triggering his.

We both collapsed, my weight on his, for a moment before I rolled to my back. Skipper moved to lick my deflating cock, and I breathed deep of the air. I scratched his head, bringing a contented whine from my pup. In a few minutes, I put his tail back in, then got back into my seat. Skipper curled himself up at my feet. He would be fine being a pup for a while, I need to think. Now that my carnal desires had been sated. Kyle had been doing very well accepting  my rules. I needed to decide if it were time to introduce him to another one of my boys. Skipper would be a good choice. But I had decided Kyle was going to be home without me tonight. He needed some distance from me, a break. And I need to turn my attention to my other boys.

Skipper nuzzled my hand and licked it, looking up at me and giving a whine. I patted his head “I know boy, go on.” He needed to get back to his regular life. Crawling back to my bedroom, he looked at me before he went through the door. It took a few minutes for Vince to appear dressed and with a satisfied look on his face. “Master, thank you so much, that was great.”

“I enjoyed it too. Nice getting to have Skipper around. And I liked the new collar.”

“A present from a new handler I found.”

“Think this one is a keeper?” Vince had had a couple of handlers, none of which worked out. Most of them were only interested in sex, not actually letting his pup fetish go.

“Yeah, I do. He’s been reading up on being a handler, reaching out to some on the net, actually willing to go to a meet up. And he’s a great fuck.”

“I’m so happy for you. We’ll have to meet at some point.” I said, seeing Vince looked concerned for a moment. “It will be fine.” I continued. “If it works out, I want to meet your handler. I want to be friends.” Vince’s face became optimistic at that.

“Oh, Master.” Vince hugged me, nuzzling into my chest. He looked up at me giving a broad smile. Kissing him on the head, I opened the door for him.

Kyle stayed at his place that night, and I slept alone as well. I let Kyle back into my arms and bed the next day, and he worked extra hard to show his appreciation. After a good fucking, I held Kyle in my arms, turning his face to me. “Boy, I want you to meet one of my other subs.”

Kyle’s body stiffened, and he looked at me with a combination of hurt, puzzlement, and submission. I knew he needed a moment to gather himself. “Of course, Master, whatever you want.” 

I pulled him closer to me. “Good boy. It will be fine.” I drew my fingers over his eyebrows and said in a lower voice “Think I’d be doing this if I didn’t intend on keeping you forever?”

“I don’t know.” His voice was small, uncertain. He really didn’t know. It must be so difficult to be a sub.

“I do. You’ll like Matty. Like you, he is very submissive, totally dedicated to me.”

“If he’s so dedicated, why…Oh, I don’t know.” Kyle’s eyes were tearing up.

“Matty has other demands on his life. He travels a great deal for his job. So he can only submit to me at times. Tomorrow he’ll be in town, you’ll get to submit with another one of my subs. That will please me a great deal.”

“For you, Master.” Kyle held closer to me. I hoped he was ready.

Kyle woke me up with one of his expert blow-jobs, and he seemed to have accepted that Matty would be joining us in the evening. I kissed him deeply as he left my apartment.

Careful arrangement of curtains let me follow Kyle walking down the block on his way home from work. I didn’t want him to know I was watching. I saw the change in his gait when he saw Matty sitting on the steps in front of my door. I wanted them to meet without me. It’s amazing how you can pick up on things with people you really follow. I could tell the concern in how Kyle walked.

“You must be Kyle.” Matty looked at my newest boy, with what I was sure was that sexy half smile of his. I could hear them and make out their shapes.

“Ye-yeah.” Kyle shuffled uneasily. Matty was tall and powerfully built, Mediterrean features. Kyle was looking at someone with the physical attributes of an alpha man.

“Master likes you. I can tell. Just from the call we had. It will be an honor to serve him next to you.”

“You call him Master as well?”

Matty gave a snort. “Like I could call him something else. He is the Master. I can’t resist. Not sure I even want to. I want to serve him all the time. Most days I can’t believe he lets me do it at all.”  There was a pause. “Let me do it with you, please? It’s been so long, I don’t want to be sent away and I’ll bet my ass if you don’t agree he’ll send me away.”

“You think he’ll send you away if I don’t want you around?” I could hear the question in Kyle’s voice.

“Sure as fuck he will. Say it’s OK, please, I’m begging you.” Matty did have a submissive slump to his shoulder. He really believed Kyle was the key to getting to serve me. If Kyle said no, I would have to really think of what I would do. It’s possible that no matter what I did after that, I could lose them both.

Kyle whispered something I couldn’t overhear. Damn it. But it only took an instant for Matty to clear up the mystery. “That’s fucking great dude!” Matty went forward and wrapped Kyle in a bear hug. Perfect. Kyle had submitted to what I wanted. “You ready for this?” Matty asked Kyle, still not letting him go.

“Maybe?” Kyle replied.

“It will be great, I promise. Master will really get off using both of us.”

“If you say so.”

“I do. If Master likes it, that’s what matters, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, let’s not keep him waiting.” Matty started carrying up Kyle before putting him down. A few seconds later, my doorbell rang.

I gave them a moment to wait on me before I opened, standing back so they could enter.

Matty instantly started to strip down, folding his clothes neatly and putting them on a table. When he removed his trousers, his hot pink panties were on full display. He got to his knees and kissed my feet.

Kyle followed his lead, also leaving his underwear on and joining Matty in kissing my feet. It’s a great feeling. Not the kissing as much as the submission of both of them. I let them greet me in this very proper way before telling them to stop. I issued a quick order for Kyle to get out of his shorts and join me on the couch.

“Show off for us Matty.” I ordered.

“Yes, Master.” Matty started to run his hands over his muscled, hairy body, circling his hips and licking his lips. Matty’s dick was already hard, pulling his panties away from his body. Kyle snuggled up to me, and it was obvious he as excited as well, I moved Kyle’s hand to my crotch. Let my sub do the work.

Matty literally jumped up from his knees to his feet, and did a few muscle poses. Then the displaying boy turned around, bent over and wiggled his ass, running his hands over his taut mounds. He slid the panties down for a moment, revealing his hole, then pulled them back up.

Turning back around, Matty raised on arm straight over his head and undulated his body. With the arm up it was quite a sight. But who wouldn’t like a hot man displaying his body? Kyle certainly did, his dick was very hard. Matty raised himself up and down squatting a bit. Then he flexed his biceps, and did additional muscle poses. Matty turned around, bent over, and used his hands to move the panties aside and showed his hole, moving it some. Matty then circled his ass around. Turning around and standing, he ran his hands over his six-packs abs and  up over his pecs, making kissy face at me, and even Kyle, which caused the boy at my side to shiver a bit.

“Nice show boy, now come and kiss Kyle like you mean it.” I ordered.

“Love to, Master.” Matty approached, got down on his knees, ran his hands up Kyle’s sides, over his shoulders, up his neck and held Kyle’s cheeks. Matty moved in with a smile. Kyle gripped my cock a bit harder as Matty started to kiss him.

Matty and Kyle’s tongues played on each other, and Kyle’s free hand moved up to Matty’s back. It’s what I wanted, so they both did it, Kyle a bit reluctant as he was unused to this type of obedience. It was the first time since we got together that he had touched another man. Kyle’s mind was torn, turned on by Matty, and wanting to obey, but it wasn’t me. It was fun to watch. But I decided I wanted in on it.

“Me now.” I said, gripping each head in one hand, I guided them up to me, bringing their lips to mine as we did a three-way kiss. Three tongues and three mouths, mine dominating theirs. It was fun, but I wanted something else. “Get my pants off.” I said, pulling back a bit.

Both of them went at once to my belt. It was funny watching them both go as fast as they could to strip me. They were remarkably efficient, getting my pants and boxers off. Neither tried to get to my dick without my order. I sat down on the sofa, both sets of eyes locked on my cock. “Make me feel good.”

Two sets of lips and two tongues began working at the same time, move up and down my shaft and over my head. I chuckled when they bumped heads a few times as they learned to work with each other. And compete with each other. Both were working to impress me, which is exactly what I wanted. They were working hard. Having a single man suck you is wonderful, having two is more than twice as wonderful. Both remembered my training and used their hands on my balls.

I could see the rivalry as they worked on me, and I rubbed my foot on Matty’s ass, getting him to look up to me. I gave a smile and a small nod of the head. Matty got my intent and reached his hand over to run it up and down Kyle’s back. Kyle froze for a moment as he processed the touch, then got back to his duty on my dick. Matty shuffled closer to Kyle and held him closer. The rivalry began to change to co-operation, they spent time working to be in sync with each other. That was even better. Tongues going up and down the impressive distance of my shaft at the same time. One would start flicking, and the other would join in.

They even alternated in getting the cockhead in a mouth. Kyle reached an arm around Matty so they were hugging each other. It was sweet. True subs work together, and these two were treating my cock like they were in one mind. So pleasurable for me. I knew they were enjoying their service to me, getting to work on my prick. It was wonderful, and I was letting it go so well I had to virtually claw myself back from an orgasm. I didn’t let my surprise show that I had almost came. And I certainly didn’t let my face reveal I was struggling to hold back.

Once I got myself under control, I said “Now my balls.” Both boys stuck out their tongues and drew it down my shaft to my balls and engulfed one in each mouth. Shortly after that I was amazed at how well in sync their tongues were. I figured it had to be some sub telepathy letting them please me better.

Each had a hand working my pecker, they were keeping up on the attention to important things. I could see the smiles on their faces, at least the parts not stuffed with my balls. I let them go at it, and my balls got worked over really well. I had to keep my legs open and let them have room.

By what would have only been by unspoken arrangement, Kyle moved up to my shaft while Matty started to work on my taint. It may not have been by my order, but I had no objection, I let their mouths and hands feel me up, working to make me feel good. I shifted down to give Matty better access as he worked along my taint, heading for my ass. He was good at rimming, so I would enjoy it.

Kyle was working my cock by himself, and I was getting to enjoy his skills. Warm mouth on my cock, wet mouth on my hole, this was the life. I let them go on, no reason to stop their fun. And the work on my balls had let me get full control over myself. Just as I was wondering if they would switch, they met over my balls and changed places. Kyle was great at sucking cock, but Matty was no slouch in that department either. I let them work a bit and decided it was time to do a bit of fucking.

I started to shift, pulling my shirt off, the boys worked to keep their mouths going, I moved Kyle away, getting him onto his back, and lining my cock up. I pulled Matty next to me, running my  hand down to his ass. I got my dick in Kyle and filled him up, getting his sweet ass plugged. I leaned over and kissed Matty.

It felt good to have two subs I liked so much at the same time. I couldn’t see Kyle’s face, but I knew he was torn again, between his desire to have me alone, and his desire to do as I wished. He was doing very well at it, and that’s why I was fucking him first. Matty was fine, I’d had another sub with him before, even loaned him out a few times. I put my dick in and out of Kyle, reaching one hand down to feel his leg, something he oddly really got off on.

Matty is a great kisser, but it was time for a change. I broke the kiss and pulled out of Kyle. “Get up on the ottoman.” I said to Kyle.

Breathlessly, Kyle replied “Yes, Master.” Arranging himself on it.

“Over him, so I can take you doggie.” I said to Matty.

“Sure, Master.” Matty pulled off his panties and got over Kyle, looking down with a smile. “Getting fucked by Master suits you, you’re looking great.” Matty leaned down and kissed the tip of Kyle’s nose.

“Th-thanks.” Kyle looked up I could see his attraction to Matty as well as his struggle to be with someone besides me. Matty gave a winning smile that morphed into pure pleasure as I eased my cock into his hole.

“Oh, Master, I’ve waited so long for you to fuck me again!” Matty was backing up to get more of my cock in. I couldn’t see Kyle, and I was frankly distracted by how great it felt to be in Matty again. I lost myself in an easy fuck for a few minutes. Wonderful having two of my boys at the same time. I pulled out of Matty to his groan of loss. I shifted down to Kyle’s ass.

I pushed into Kyle, now for the next step. “You two kiss now.” I ordered. I had shifted my head over to see Kyle’s face, which showed his shock.

“You got it Master.” Matty was really into it, and reached down to plant his lips on Kyle. Matty moved his arms closer to the other slave. In that automatic reflex, Kyle reached up to hug Matty. It was so tender, and made my pecker harder than before. I gave Kyle a few deep thrusts so he knew I was there and in control. Not that there was any doubt in his mind, I was fucking with his mind like I was fucking with his ass.

I switched back and forth between them, taking a leisurely fuck of them both with them kissing the whole time. I could tell Kyle’s reluctance was fading away, as I wanted it to. He had made great strides in following orders, now he needed a bit more, needed to be pushed. But not in a harsh way, to learn I could dispense pleasure he didn’t expect. And it was a pleasure for me as well. Not only the physical pleasure, but also the mental pleasure of domination.

I gave each boy time on my dick before I really got going, rutting into them as their bodies collided with each other. I came in Kyle’s ass. Matty would understand, and I’d do him next. “You two can stop kissing now.” I gasped as I fell back on the couch.

Their disentanglement was slightly slow, and like the team they had become, moved to jointly clean my cock off. I let them, and was impressed at how much better they worked together. I pulled them up and let them snuggle with me. We were all naked now, and I had my arms under them, feeling their bodies. “I’m glad I got you two together.” I said, giving them a hug.

“So am I, Master.” Matty reached up and felt along Kyle’s jaw. “Kyle is just as attractive as you said he was. I’m happy to be his slave brother, Master.”

Kyle blushed a bit, tried to say something, but wasn’t able to form words. Matty reached over and kissed him quickly. They settled down on me and we started chatting. Most of it was Matty telling his adventures. He travels a lot, so he serves Doms in various cities, all with my permission, as he’s my property above all else. Kyle was interested in the stories, as his hard dick proved.

After a couple stories, the three of us had a nude dinner. I had planned things, so I had a simple salad, vegetables, and a meaty pasta dish ready to quickly serve. Perched on stools around my kitchen counter, we had a good meal, and I liked seeing my boys getting along, Kyle relaxing enough to joke around. He was really warming up to Matty. They jointly worked to put things up and do the dishes. I watched them very pleased.

When they finished I bent them over and took one ass in each hand. We continued our conversation with me first rubbing on their cheeks, then inserting a finger into each hole. It was amusing to me as they would groan occasionally, and in tandem as I was doing to one as I did to the other. A single finger in each ass, poking around, tickling their inside, rubbing up against prostrates. Getting their dicks hard because I wanted it.

I pulled out and stuck my dick into Matty, making him continue the story he was telling. My slow grinding caused him to gasp and claw at the counter, Kyle had a look of fascination on his face. To teach Kyle a lesson, I made him talk and gave him the same treatment.  My plan was not lost on Matty who gave me a wink. Kyle’s story was shorter, and I went back to Matty, this time giving him a full on fucking and getting Kyle behind me feeling me up. I came up Matty’s ass, and he had to grip to keep from falling to the floor as he shot off a second after I did. I held Kyle in place as Matty cleaned me up.

I poured some wine and we sat, me between my two boys. I could have used them sexually the entire time, but I needed Kyle to have actual interaction with another sub of mine, albeit naked. They would gently rub their hands on me, and a light tap would bring my wine glass to me whenever I wanted it. Kyle refilled when we needed it.

All feeling a bit light-headed, and the night wearing on, I directed us to my bed. I lay out splayed and had them come up to me. “Join me, horny boys.” Both smiled and started to rub their hands on me. I felt their chests and would draw on or the other in for a kiss. Once I started to get warmed up, I directed their mouths to my cock, and it was exhilarating. I let them go for a while, since I had cum, I didn’t have an unrelenting desire to shoot off. I let them go, getting my dick wet, and watching their tongues come in contact with each other. One or the other was always on my balls, tongue or hand. At some point each reached up and gently felt my nipples. They were working hard for me, and I was going to enjoy it.

Serving their Master was turning them on as well, both dicks were hard. “You can hump my leg. Both of you.” Neither needed to be told twice, and moved to get started without skipping a beat in their work. I was getting touched all up and down my body. Basking in their service felt great to have them rubbing on my legs. It gave me the feeling of how much they needed me, needed me to get their sexual gratification. That was a great rush.

I let them go for a while, then decided I wanted to have a fuck. “Kyle, get up and ride my cock. Matty, time to show my feet some love.”

I got two “Yes, Master” out of them and they moved to obey. Matty had a bit of a thing for feet, and I was going to keep him occupied. Kyle moved over my huge cock and started to sit down on it. Damn, it felt good going into him. I felt Matty’s lips kissing my feet and Kyle’s ass wrapping my dick.

Matty curled up a bit around my feet and was enjoying his time as Kyle let out sighs of pure pleasure. Sighs I joined in. Adjusting his legs, Kyle ground his ass into my pelvis, getting every bit of my dick in. Kyle held still a moment, then began to bound up and down, his hard cock swinging.

What more could a man ask for but two of his boys doing their all for him. Maybe a third, but no reason to get greedy. I put my hands on Kyle’s thighs. He had set a good pace. Not too fast, not too slow. He knew I’d come a couple times, and wanted to enjoy this, but he also knew I wanted him to work to stimulate me.

I left the boys to it for some time, not only for me, but for them. Let them have some time to service their Master. Subs needed that, to serve, to pleasure their man. I gave them exactly what they desired most, time with my body. Once they had time to really enjoy it, I tapped Kyle’s thigh and he ramped up his rhythm. I wasn’t sure he would pick up on that. I was proud he did, it showed he was learning to pay attention to my wishes at all times. He needed to be able to anticipate what I wanted, and this meant he was on the right road. He was already a great sub, this would make him even better. Matty ramped up his attention to my feet as well, knowing the change in Kyle’s speed was for me.

Kyle started groaning as he was feeling me in him. Matty gave a giggle, which I couldn’t hear, but felt in my feet. That was a new one on me. I loved how it felt to have three bodies working together. Well, I might not be working, but I still counted. I glanced up at Kyle, who had a look of utter devotion in his eyes. I smiled at him. He couldn’t resist, and sped up again. I liked it and he could tell. I gave up some groans, it was too good not to. Two boys servicing me, I could groan all I wanted.

Kyle leaned forward ran his hand over the hair on my abs and up to my pecs, gripping them and running his fingers over my nipples. It was a great sensation, on top of the others I was feeling. I bucked my hips. Kyle, as good as he was, was still a sub, and couldn’t stop himself from fucking harder. I knew it would happen, and it was great to see it. Matty’s foot work was enjoyable as well. Kyle looked at me, and gave me a kiss, then leaned back, fucking faster. Matty’s tongue was going between my toes, so every inch of my body was being pleasured. I was getting really hard, I didn’t feel like holding back much more, so I didn’t. Kyle would get my cum when it was ready to shoot, me not keeping it. He may never know when I let it flow and when I hold it back, but he doesn’t need to. I know, and it’s my decision.

Kyle was working harder and harder, and it was certainly worthwhile. Kyle was going so fast, his dick was bouncing all over the place. I always liked watching hard dicks bouncing as they rode me. It was a thrill, knowing that was caused by them doing things to please me. It made my dick and my mind get off. Matty was licking like a demon, Kyle was going to beat the band. I felt the cum boiling in my balls, it wasn’t going to be long now.

My shooting took me by surprise, and that doesn’t happen often. It triggered orgasms in both of my boys, Matty rolling over so it hit his chest, he’s such a smart boy. I gasped, running my hands through my hair feeling so good. Kyle stayed on my cock, trying to catch his breath. “Lick Matty’s cum off of him.” I waved my hand at Kyle, who made a noise of loss when he pulled off me.

Kyle gave me a glace to be sure I was going to make him do it, which was all right to me, but didn’t pause in his obedience. Matty held his arms out and giggled at Kyle’s tongue on his chest. Kyle got up all of Matty’s cum from the hairy chest it covered. It was a nice show, one of my boys doing that to the other. Matty moved from giggles to good-natured laughter, Kyle joined in, realizing he was enjoying it. I felt so satisfied they were getting along. Kyle finished by giving Matty a hug. It was so sweet seeing two subs like that.

“Matty, your turn, I need Kyle’s cum off me now.” I was gratified to see Kyle and Matty hug each other tight before Matty crawled up to start licking Kyle’s cum off my stomach. Kyle took the initiative to clean up my cock. Matty’s tongue swirled as he licked up the cum off of me. It was glorious.

When I was cleaned up, I sent them both to brush their teeth. I broke into a smile when they appeared through the bathroom door holding each other along the waist. I tapped a hand on each side of me. “Join me boys.” Both broke into grins as they got into bed on either side of me. Each curled up next to me, resting their head on my chest. We waited a few minutes in silence, just being together.

“I’m glad you are getting along. I like my boys to know each other.” I said to them.

“You pick good boys.” Matty said, reaching his hand out to Kyle, who took it eagerly. I pulled both closer to me. We talked a bit more, all of us tired, and we fell asleep.

I woke to both of them still next to me, and listened to their breathing, knowing they were both mine.

To be continued …

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Max Potter

Max Potter

Max Potter discovered an interest in domination and slavery at a very early age. First reading about historical accounts of slaves, that eventually turned to an interested in the Dom/sub culture. A voracious reader, he see dominance and submission in many passages. When a friend gives up something, when a man takes a metaphorical blow for someone else. When one will is subjected to another. For his writing, he looks for the unusual situation. It could be total reluctance on the part of the sub, or innovative commands given. Always on the lookout for a novel idea, he can be contacted at his Gmail account as maxrpotter.
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