That got me going. I got up, walked beside him and started spanking his ass, hard. “You’re a shit, you’re dirt. You’re a fucking nude toy for your teenage gods, that’s all you are.” He winced with each smack, but I was having too much fun to stop. His ass was red now, as was my hand. After a couple minutes, I went back to sit and enjoy the lap dance. With a smile, I said, “Now dance for us, dick face.”
And he did. Quite hotly. He wiggled in between each of our legs in turn. He put his hands on our necks and shoulders, gently caressing us as he rotated and then rubbed his cock up against us. He turned around and let us each play with his ass, which was still a bit red. We went easy on him and didn’t spank so much now, but definitely enjoyed squeezing and groping this guys buns.
And when he faced forward again, I and my buddies reached around his back, squeezed his ass some more and felt down his muscular legs. He was intentionally rubbing his legs against our inner thighs, which we all enjoyed.
And he certainly enjoyed rubbing his stuff on our naked torsos. Heck, I’d like to do that too. But I was afraid he was going to come soon, so I had to change gears now. I got up and got an old dog leash. Teehee. This would be fun.
“Get down on all fours on the floor, dog.” He immediately obeyed. I slipped the collar over him loosely (no need to kill the man) and stood above him. “What does a dog say? What?” Again, the silly barks, which cracked us up. I have to admit, he was cracking up too. It was funny, and all in good fun. “Let’s go for a walk,” I announced.
“Just not outside,” he half barked, half spoke. More laughter. “Of course not, bitch.” I stood right in front of him as I said this, and giving in to the urge, I grabbed his hair and pulled his face into my crotch. He kissed my shorts, and I rubbed his face around there. “Nude bitch loves pleasuring his master, and you will, after our walk.”
I then walked him around the room. The guys and I loved looking at his great legs and sweet ass as he crawled around. When he was facing forward, the sight of his balls hanging between his legs just made our total power and his total humiliation more obvious. One of my buddies came over and reached in to feel and jiggle them. The other guy then came and sat on his back, letting him carry him. He reached around and smacked him on the ass, yelling, “Faster, bitch!” And I was leading him by the leash getting hornier and hornier.
But by now I had had enough. I wanted to get off, and I think the guys did too. I led him over to the couch, and we all sat down. I looked at my friends, and they got the message. All of us pulled down our shorts and undies at the same time, revealing hard young cocks. The sight of it was electrifying to our slave, who audibly gasped. He wanted to come too, so I decided to be generous. But not without some abuse first, of course.
“OK, shitface, get on your feet and dance again for us. And while you do, play with your dick and tell us what you’re thinking. Make it hot, asshole, or I will smack your face and ass till you’re like a beet.” My power rush was intensified by my horniness.
He obeyed. On his feet, swiveling and thrusting, he started massaging his cock, and making the stupidest, horniest speech he could. “I love you masters, and I love being your nude toy. I get so incredibly hot just standing here before you, all I want to do is pleasure you. You can insult me and humiliate me, I love it even more. Please, masters, let me make you feel good. Please, I beg you.”
“You horny shit, we will let you. Get on your knees, get over here and start pleasuring our cocks. And while you do, give yourself a helping hand. NOW, bitch. SUCK us.”
And he did, starting with me. He was so eager, and he licked, kissed and deepthroated me. I was first to explode, and then, in turn, he serviced the other two guys. As he got each one to explode in his face, he had not come himself. So my generous nature kicked in again.
“Sit on my lap, facing me.” He did as told, and so I gave him the hand-job of his dreams, until he, too, shot his load (on me).
“That was fucking amazing!” he said, and we all laughed and nodded in agreement. “You guys don’t need to beat me in bowling. Just send me a message and I’m here again, whenever you want.”
“Thanks,” I said. It’s nice to know that a handsome older guy is available to be your sex slave whenever you want.