A Good Servant – Ch. 2
By Laura S. Fox
Copyright © 2017 Laura S. Fox All Rights Reserved Gay Erotica Intended for Mature Audiences Only
This story contains graphic depictions of sexual intercourse, strong language and it is not meant for readers who are less than 18 years of age.
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Ch. 2 – A Friend in Need
Finding his way around the house was not difficult at all. The setup was intuitive, and everything was in order, that Cory felt his daily chores would not be too much of a burden. Except, of course, Cory blushed, taking care of the master's needs. He felt strange but liberated. Humming cheerfully, he filled the huge in-ground bathtub and used a few scented powders from the nicely arranged recipients. Feeling the stickiness between his butt cheeks, he grimaced a little. He would need a bath, too, but he would have to ask his master. So far, no clothes were provided, but he didn't feel cold at all. The climate all around the house seemed perfect.
Lost in his thoughts, he missed Xavier getting close to him, from behind.
"What a nice sight," the master of the house spoke casually, and Cory turned, blushing.
"Really, they should have sent you to train at the Pleasure Academy, not the Institution. I guess the trainers no longer have good eyes for true beauty."
"Master is too kind," Cory bowed.
"No, I am not; I am quite difficult to please, usually. Such perfect fair skin," he commented, grabbing the young man's chin and tilting it upwards. "Eyes blue as the summer sky, and flawless blond hair, soft to the touch. Broad shoulders, small waist, perfectly round buttocks. And for those who like having their slaves take them, a nice cock to go along with the rest."
Cory's eyes grew wide. What kind of masters debased themselves in such a way?
"Don't get any ideas into that lovely head. Your holes will be used, but your cock will serve just as side entertainment."
The servant's mind was in turmoil. What was his master trying to say?
Xavier disrobed from his black silk bathrobe, allowing his servant to admire him in all his naked glory. Cory stared, completely dumbfounded. His new master had a perfect body, lean, but muscular. He was tall and graceful, like the statues towering over the city gates, a symbol of dominance over the rest of the world. The servant licked his lips, with a wanton expression on his face.
"You do realize you are openly lusting over your master while you should be doing chores," the master teased, and Cory blushed again. "Such a gem I found," Xavier added while immersing into the bath water. "I know at least someone else who will enjoy you. You will meet him soon enough."
Cory cast his eyes down. He had expected something completely different. Not being taken from the first hour by his sexy master.
"I think a bath would be in order for you, too, my lovely servant. Come here, join me."
The blond stared at his master in disbelief for a brief second, but he quickly complied. He couldn't suppress a moan of satisfaction while joining his master in the bathtub.
"Such a sensual being," his master whispered while gesturing to him to get closer.
Xavier didn't waste any time and forced his servant to impale himself into his hot spear.
Cory grabbed his master's neck, for balance, and started moving up and down on his own accord, trying hard to refrain himself from shouting out his pleasure.
"Don't keep your voice down. I want to hear you."
It was all Cory needed for voicing his pleasure loudly, lewdly, emitting sounds and grunts like an animal in heat. He felt well used. He was quite certain he would not be able to walk, as he felt the delicious pain of getting stuffed by his master's huge member over and over again.
"Can I touch myself, master?" he asked through his moans.
"No," came the cruel reply, and a frustrated gasp was the answer. "I want to drill you until you lose your voice."
Cory whimpered, letting his head on his master's shoulder, allowing the deep penetration that was making him mad with desire. He could not go any higher. His cock was so hard, on the verge of exploding, he was certain something was bound to give in, to break inside him.
Luckily for him, Xavier came with a low, masculine growl, and his slack body was gently released from the tight embrace.
"It is hard not to be allowed to come, isn't it, Cory?"
"Yes, master," he said in a small voice.
"Do you think I'm cruel?"
"No, master. You are good to me."
"You certainly know how to flatter my ego. But I'll have you know that I'll always do as I please, regardless of what you do or say."
"My master's wish is my command."
"You have a sweet tongue to go with a beautiful face. You did great today. So you have earned a kiss."
Cory stood still, his mouth agape. A kiss? From his beautiful master? He had to be dreaming.
"Well? What are you waiting for?" Xavier smiled, seeing the look of amazement on his sexy servant's face. He was so glad the servant was attracted to him. With others, he had to work to drive them out of their conditioning. The only reason he'd done so was that all of them had been exquisitely beautiful. Cory was the first to be so open in his sensual nature.
"Do not wash yourself too thoroughly. I want to know that at least part of my essence remains inside you," he said curtly, once he was finished.
He let his servant wash on his own. He could not wait to see Lucas's reaction.
"I really don't understand what could not wait," Lucas reproached while walking through the door.
"You'll see, and then you'll let me know if your work could be abandoned for one hour to witness what I am about to show you," Xavier said with a mysterious smile.
Like on cue, the door opened, allowing the young servant to step in, completely naked. Cory advanced slowly, searching his master's eyes for approval. He did not dare to look at the guest, and Xavier smiled.
"Lucas, this is Cory, my new servant. Cory, it is alright to look at lord Lucas."
Green eyes met baby blues, and the young servant stared in astonishment. Just in a single day, he met another gorgeous man. The black hair almost shined blue, while the emerald pools looked inquisitively and demanding. He was all dressed in black, just like his master, but his features looked softer, although manly. A bit shorter in height than Xavier, Lucas looked a bit heavier, as well. While Xavier was aristocratic to the tip of his fingers, Lucas looked as if he didn't mind doing things with his hands. Cory examined the man curiously. His curiosity was answered in kind. Eventually, Lucas smiled.
"Well, Xavier, I am still waiting. He is as beautiful as all your acquisitions."
Cory blushed at the compliment. It didn't matter that they were talking about him as if he was not in the room.
"I assume you started his training, or should I say, reverse training?"
"My friend, with Cory, I didn't have to work at all."
"Really?" the inquisitive eyes returned to the young servant, who was waiting, wide-eyed. "How come?"
"I think I'll better show you. Cory, touch yourself."
The servant touched his organ gingerly. Although his cheeks were in flames, he could not stop becoming aroused at the idea of having to masturbate while being watched by two pairs of aristocratic eyes. For a brief second, he imagined himself sandwiched between the two gorgeous men in front of him, and he closed his eyes, moaning softly.
Lucas stared back at Xavier. "You are obviously tricking me. He is as lewd as if he came straight out of the Pleasure Academy. Was he really trained at the Institution? Please, do keep in mind that I am familiar with their procedures. The poor creatures are so tainted and twisted inside at the end that they can barely remember having any sexual organs at all."
At the mentioning of the training, Cory felt his erection waning. He frowned, trying to get back to his fantasy.
"Well, Lucas, it looks like I found a diamond in the rough. Cory is particularly sensitive and sensual. He even wanted to be rejected at the selection, just to escape the fate of a life without sex."
Lucas snorted. "With his looks? The slaves would have fought over him from day one. If it weren't for you, I doubt he would have ended the day without being mounted by an entire stable."
Cory gasped. Instead of causing him fear, the image evoked by Lucas made him even harder. The two masters turned both at the same time to look at him.
"Would you have liked that, Cory?" his master's voice dropped a few notes. "To have men lined up for you, wanting nothing but to fill your holes with their cocks? Admit it, don't be shy."
"Yes, master," Cory whispered.
Xavier turned to Lucas, with a triumphant look on his face.
"I'll be damned ... and should I gather that you have already tested his nymphomaniac tendencies?"
"I had the pleasure of having him twice today."
"Was he thoroughly tested?" Lucas suddenly asked alarmed. "I suppose he has been used before."
"No, Lucas. He was a virgin. Well, he's not one anymore."
"You should have called for me then," Lucas reproached.
"So you do not want to enjoy him? He has perfect deepthroating skills, although he has to be taught all the ropes. He is a fast learner."
Their conversation was cut short by a low whimper. Apparently, Xavier had forgotten about the order given to Cory to masturbate.
"Master, can I come, please?" the servant begged.
"I only allowed him to come once today, and that could not be helped. What do you say, Lucas? Would you like a taste of him?"
Cory clenched his hand desperately over his organ. His master was obviously letting him suffer. What he saw next made him even more desperate. Xavier suddenly grabbed Lucas and pulled him into an arduous kiss. He looked as dominant as in his relationship with Cory, and that was incredibly hot. Interrupting the kiss, allowing Lucas the luxury of breathing, Xavier spoke.
"Tell us what you imagined right now, Cory."
"Me, being taken ..." Cory spoke with difficulty, "... by both masters..."
Xavier laughed softly. "Don't you think you were penetrated enough today?"
"I want more, master."
"Lucas," the master of the house touched his friend's shoulder. "Should we help Cory in his predicament?"
The brunet nodded, his eyes glued to the young male's body.
"Here is the deal, Cory. I will let you come only if you manage both of us in your tight little ass at the same time."
Cory emitted such a longing sound that both masters laughed.
"Stretching him would not serve," Lucas spoke, pushing his friend slowly aside. "I don't think double anal penetration should be in the cards for now."
Xavier smiled, watching the other lord intently. Cory's eyes traveled from one to another, his mind too fogged with lust to really care what they wanted to do with him. His master gently gestured for him to come closer.
"Kneel, Cory," Xavier asked, and he carefully sat in front of the two good-looking men, waiting for further instructions.
His master seemed to like being in charge more than anything because he slowly unzipped Lucas's pants to take out the man's engorged organ.
"Do you like this, Cory?" Xavier's voice was loaded with promises, and Cory nodded, his eyes taking in the glorious sight of Lucas's erection.
Gently, Xavier pushed his friend's cock into the young mouth, and Cory took it in, his eyelashes fluttering nervously. It had a slightly different taste, and it made him ache even more, deep inside his groin, his delayed release tormenting him.
A gentle hand came to rest on his nape, and then, there was another cock near his mouth, battling to get inside, as well. He gave up reluctantly to Lucas's hard cock to lavish his master with attention.
"Just look at him, Lucas, look at this wanton face," Xavier encouraged his friend, as his own arousal was intensifying.
Lost in sensations, Cory began using both hands so he could stuff his mouth better. His lips and tongue caressed the silky heads, as he licked them in turn.
Lucas was staring at him, and Cory looked up as if drawn out of a sudden from his lustful stupor. When his eyes met the other's, a small moan vibrating in his throat made the man smile.
"Can I fuck your servant, Xavier?" Lucas asked, his eyes still glued to the servant's, as the young man's mouth was filled with cock.
"That is why I wanted you here, you know how much I love sharing everything with you," Xavier said with tenderness in his voice.
What kind of relationship was between the two? Cory could tell they were not just simple friends. He placed himself on his back, waiting to be penetrated, his chest rising and falling, a new kind of anticipation growing in his belly.
Before his eyes, Xavier was kissing Lucas with renewed passion. The two men looked so similar, yet there were so many differences that Cory could barely wait to discover them all. He had always liked to watch people, when he was in training, to find out what made every one unique, despite the trainers' efforts to make them conform, think and behave like the results of the same pattern.
In the two perfect male specimens now frantically undressing before his eyes, he saw more. He noticed the slight reluctance in Lucas's moves, as Xavier was trying hard to get his attention, by rubbing his buttocks through his clothes. Could it be that Xavier wanted more and Lucas didn't? Cory observed how his master was undressing the other like he was unpacking a long-awaited gift. It was funny to think how even the most powerful could not always have what they wanted.
Lucas's attention, however, seemed to be focused on the lithe form, waiting, legs parted, on the plush carpet. Unconsciously, just from a need to feel something, to complete what he was seeing, Cory moved his hands to his nipples and touched them. Their instant reaction made him gasp, and Lucas gently, but firmly, disentangled himself from Xavier's arms, to place himself between the slender legs.
"Xavier, please help me with some lube, I want to be inside Cory so badly," he asked, as his shiny eyes were inspecting the servant's golden skin.
Smiling, Xavier whispered something into Lucas's ear, and the man smiled back, amused.
"Even so, I believe it would be common courtesy to provide ..."
His mouth was taken again by Xavier. Cory did not wait any longer. Despite knowing that he should behave and wait to do as told, he grabbed the man's hard cock and placed it at his entrance, trying to impale himself on it.
"Cory here is impatient," his master joked.
Lucas grunted at the sudden move. When Xavier offered him the vial, he used it with curt moves and plunged inside the beautiful body.
"Oh, yes, Cory, you are exquisite," he hissed.
He wanted to thank the man for the compliment, but his mouth was soon filled with his master's cock, and he hurried to serve, letting himself drown in the sensation of having two gorgeous men pound him from both ends.
Lucas grabbed the servant's neglected cock and started to rub it. Cory was moaning helplessly, with his mouth full, as his ass was stretched and used and he could feel his own cock getting harder and harder.
"Don't come, Cory," Lucas demanded gently, and he felt as if he could just die that instant. What was with the masters and their obsession to deny a humble servant's needs so cruelly?
What followed took Cory completely by surprise. "I want to taste you."
When Lucas withdrew from the compliant body, Xavier moved, as well.
"Go fetch a glass for lord Lucas, Cory," his master asked with a mysterious smile.
Barely getting on his feet, he stumbled towards the kitchen. He picked a flute and rushed back, his cock bobbing in all directions, now impossible to cool down by any means.
He stopped for a second, to watch how his master was slowly masturbating Lucas who was now seated on the lavish sofa, his legs parted, and his beautiful eyes unfocused.
"Pour your seed in that glass, Cory," the master of the house demanded, without sparing him a glance, too caught up in pleasuring his friend.
He didn't need any more encouragement. Feeling his toes curling at the sight before his eyes, he came in waves, trying hard to do as told.
With unsteady moves, he offered his master the glass. Xavier took it and Cory watched in amazement how he handed the flute to Lucas. As Xavier continued to masturbate Lucas, with longer, harder strokes, the beautiful lord raised the flute to his lips and started tasting Cory's precious liquid, with an expression of pure bliss on his face. His own seed spewed from his cock, spreading on his chiseled chest and abs.
"Now, Cory, come and clean up," Xavier demanded, and Cory knelt almost trembling between Lucas's legs, so he could start licking the semen from the man's body.
His master did not waste any time, and Cory felt his ass cheeks spread apart as Xavier's cock penetrated him violently, as if the man wanted to split the servant in two.
He gasped, and his head was pushed back so he could see to his task, then he understood, as his master exploded inside him right away. Apparently, not even his otherwise cool owner could delay his gratification for long.
As the three lay spent, Lucas was the first to speak.
"I absolutely love his taste, Xavier. Care to sell him?" he asked casually.
"No," came the curt reply, and Cory felt his heart beat faster.
TBC
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