“I know it’s getting late. But we’re real night owls and we tend to forget that other people don’t stay up to all hours like us. What do you think Alex? Should we do something about our young guest, before he falls asleep on us? ”
“Well, there’s something he could do right away, and that’s get naked. I’m sitting here in a pair of shorts and he’s still got all his clothes on.”
Eager to get things moving; I hurriedly stripped off my clothes. Once I was naked, Roland got me to turn around and to come close so he could see the butt plug up my ass. He gave it a playful tug then told me to turn and show him my cock, which had grown fully erect. He began slowly wanking it, fast enough to excite me but too slow to get me off. He fondled my balls with his other hand while Alex stood behind me tweaking my nipples and biting me on the neck, giving me another hickey to match the previous one.
All this simultaneous pressure on my cock, balls and nipples was overwhelming, made even more intense when Alex pushed his body up into mine and I could feel the outline of his hard cock against my butt. When Roland saw my eyes close and my head fall back against Alex’s chest, he realized how close to the edge I was. He ceased wanking my cock and began squeezing my balls painfully hard instead. I squealed in surprise and pain as my orgasm was stopped dead in its tracks. As my body shuddered with ruined arousal, he kept his grip on my balls and pulled me down to my knees in front of him.
“For heaven’s sake boy, you haven’t sucked a cock or let us put one up your ass yet, but you thought it would be OK to have an orgasm before us? Why would we let you do that? How long would we have to wait before you got hot again”?
I looked up at him in what I hoped was a suitably submissive manner, and begged,
“Sorry sir. I was so excited that I lost track of what was happening. I promise I’ll behave.”
He glanced at Alex, who’d come to sit on the couch next to him, and answered,
“The best way to make you behave is to give you a taste of the punishment you’ll get if you keep fucking up.”
He slid his dressing gown off his shoulders, revealing a muscular chest, big arms and a stiff, uncut cock. At the same time Alex stripped off his shorts, exposing the same uncut erection that I remembered from Wednesday. I was ordered to lie across his lap. Clearly, my punishment would be a spanking.
Eager to prove my submissiveness and to have it over with quickly, I got up off the floor and lay across his lap, with my feet and hands touching the floor and my hard cock sticking down between his thighs. He placed his arm firmly across my upper back to keep me still and began slapping my bum cheeks.
He spanked me twenty times, alternating cheek to cheek, hitting a slightly different place every time. Each individual slap was firm but not too bad, but the cumulative effect became painful. My bum was sore, but as always, punishment from a masterful older man had me excited; a state of affairs reflected in the hardness of my cock. Even as the blows rained down, it remained stiff, an obvious fact that told Roland all he needed to know.
“That dick’s hard as a rock and leaking pre cum. You’re still having fun and we’re still doing the work. Doesn’t seem quite right, does it? We’ll have to do something about that, won’t we? Get over here.”
Bloody hell, I thought, my bum’s hurting and he’s going to do more. I hoped he might not hit too hard and after all, my cock certainly enjoyed Alex’s handiwork. I did what I was told and lay across Roland’s lap, with his hand on my neck.
The moment his hand came down on my already smarting bum, it was clear this was going to hurt like hell. A barrage of painful blows on my already reddened bum followed, with the occasional swipe at my thighs and upper back. Almost immediately I was squealing and crying and begging for it to stop. I wriggled around, trying to jerk free, but his firm arm on my neck gave me no chance to escape.
Eventually, and thankfully, I heard him complaining that his hand was hurting and the spanking ceased. As Alex got up and walked out of the room, Roland’s hand ventured down between my legs, and found that my cock was reduced to a shriveled-up nub.
“Let that be a good lesson for you, Ben. Young men presume that everything revolves around their pleasure. That’s not true. A man’s needs should always come before a boy’s. Remember how painful this felt and don’t try to cum without permission.”
Earlier he’d been very pleasant and had seemed like a nice enough bloke, but this was his tough side; a useful lesson for a submissive that got off on discipline and loved the pleasure of pain. The beating he’d given me was the heaviest I’d endured up to that time, and showed me what my limits were. Not wishing to repeat the experience, I determined to keep quiet and do what I was told. Just then, Alex returned, carrying a jar of Vaseline and a bottle of poppers and Roland ordered me off his lap and onto my knees.
Looking up at him from the floor, I was struck by the difference between his big upper body and his thin legs. It was as if he spent hours in the gym, but never exercised anything below the waist. But I stopped thinking about that and turned my attention to what was between those skinny legs. I leant forward, eager to suck the hard uncut dick before me, but first he clubbed me across the face with it half a dozen times, leaving a trail of pre cum on my cheeks. Only then was I allowed to lick his balls, clean out his head cheese and take him into my mouth.
report Once it was past my lips and sitting on my tongue, he stopped to take a couple of serious hits from the popper bottle then held the back of my head while jamming his cock in and out of my throat. While I was being throat-fucked, Alex knelt down behind me, and arranged me on all-fours, preparing me for a doggy-style ass-fucking. First I heard the squeaky noise of lube being lathered on a hard dick, then felt the butt plug being twisted around, and bumped up against my prostate.
Hearing me moaning, Roland pulled me off his cock and held the poppers under my nose. Breathing in deeply, I drifted off into a sex fume induced haze, as Alex ceased twisting the butt plug and began pulling it out. I liked the feeling of the plug filling me so much that my ass muscles clamped down on it, hoping to keep it inside me. That earnt me a slap on my aching bum and a much firmer tug, and soon I wasn’t missing the plug anymore as my ass was filled with Alex’s stiff, rampant cock.
With the poppers keeping me in a permanent haze of loosened inhibitions, I lost track of how long they spent fucking me from both ends. They’d been putting this off all night for this and now they took their time, determined to thoroughly enjoy themselves. At some point I heard Alex say,
“This is so hot, he’s so bloody tight, there’s nothing like boy cunt,”
He continued working his cock around inside me, banging and bruising my prostate, while his body kept slamming up against my bruised ass cheeks. Soon enough though, the pleasure I was getting from the fucking overcame the pain. Meanwhile, Roland continued fucking my throat, pulling out regularly to have my tongue slobber his balls and lick his sweaty taint and crack. Being hammered from both ends kept my own cock rock hard and leaking pre cum.