Chapter 29 – Adventures of Fag Dad
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Chapter 29
As each man (Paul and Sinclair) and each fag (Ken and Joe) adjusted to their new life and routine.
Paul was already a master at this. With Joe away with Sinclair, he had to take his restraint to a deeper level.
Ken lost all fantasy. Being a slave was rewarding and demanding. From an outside observer, one could say Ken's boyish charms were aging. He had great emotional pain with his slave fantasy over. He was a slave pure and simple. He allowed his Master to do with as he saw fit. He developed slave wisdom.
Joe became exhausted; a brutal schedule. The mind fuck of working for his partner during the day. Working out with a man he loved but couldn't be with. Sinclair would either want him to become an 'it' or a slave waiting on him hand and foot. He never knew which when he would come home from work.
Sinclair saw the exhaustion. He knew Joe would never complain. Yet, if there wasn't a change, Joe would go south. Sinclair didn't want to hurt Paul by allowing Joe to lose consciousness.
This was no easy decision for Sinclair. Sinclair admitted he got off on watching his slaves go to market. He loved watching his fine work on the stage and the appreciation from the crowd. The money was a secondary benefit to his desire to reduce a man to a slave. He was brilliant at it.
With a little age under Sinclair's belt, there was something more. He had fallen in love with Joe. Joe seemed to have this effect on men.
He asked Paul to dinner. He took Paul to the best and quietest places in town.
After the waiter brought initial drinks and an appetizer, Sinclair got right to the point. "Paul. You recognize I'm not the most introspective guy in the world."
Paul couldn't help but laugh and agree.
"Yes. Thank you." Sinclair said with a smile.
"Are you aware how much I love you?" Sinclair declared.
"Well, I appreciate you love me. I love you as well. But what do you mean by love?"
"I mean I am willing to change my life to be with you."
"Wow. I'm flattered and I value your candor. I think the same thing about you. The conflict I have is we are both doms. I've never heard about two doms becoming partners. Wouldn't we kill each other if we lived together all the time?" Paul asked. "This is why I've never admitted my feelings toward you."
"The possibility exists, but you are missing something here. It's not us. We have two fine slaves. Joe loves us both. Joe is your number one. Wouldn't you like to have him back? And Ken and Joe love each other. Wouldn't it be good if they were together?" Sinclair nudged.
Sinclair's forthcoming surprised Paul. He hadn't experienced this from Sinclair. He found it endearing.
"And besides, on a more practical standpoint, I discern if Joe continues at the pace he's at, he will go south. The exhaustion on his face and body is palpable. If he goes south you would become bitter toward me. And I don't want to do this to you." Sinclair said with a smile Paul had never seen before; a kind smile.
"Let's do this. I'm going to send Joe back to you. Would you give him a vacation from everything? Joe and Ken could go on a trip somewhere so Joe gets some rest. In the meantime, I could come over and spend some time with you alone. We could face if we wouldn't kill each other. Besides I need cock in my top ass real bad." Sinclair said to break the seriousness.
"Hey, fag get in here," Sinclair said in a gruff tone.
"Yes, Sir."
"I've got to presents for you." Sinclair was man-spread on the couch in the living room. "Suck my fucking cock."
Joe was on it. He loves sucking Sinclair. He loves all sex with Sinclair. Sex with Sinclair was dangerous. With Ken, it was vanilla, loving and satisfying. With Paul, it was dom verses sub, rough and tender, loving and abusive.
But with Sinclair it was precarious. Sinclair got into crazy shit with Joe. Joe learned he got off on asphyxiation. Losing consciousness made him cum.
Sinclair loves to mummify Joe leaving a slight air vent and his cock and nips exposed. Sinclair would torture Joe for hours.
Sinclair didn't want to mar Joe because he was on loan, but his sadistic streak had the power. Sinclair would put Joe in an iron cross or stockade and whip and fuck his ass. So our mind-mannered Joe was now scarred on his back and chest. His nipples were beyond recognition. The interesting thing was Joe wore them with great pride. He had a concern about revealing his marred body to both Ken and Paul.
Joe never mentioned this to Ken or Paul. He wouldn't let Ken witness him naked at the gym. He wanted to keep this a secret because he loved how Sinclair abused him.
Sinclair got into spreading Joe's hole open. Since both were average size guys, it was easy to pry Joe's hole to allow a fist.
This was one reason Joe was so exhausted. Sinclair was a sexual animal with Joe.
Paul was much more into the daily routine of a slave.
Sinclair was about using a slave and throwing them away. He came close to doing it with Joe. He pulled himself together enough to have the conversation with Paul.
He knew all this would come out about the abuse, so he spilled it at the dinner table. Paul expressed his disappointment, but he understood he let Joe go with no strings. If this is what happens, so be it. Paul calmed some by Sinclair saying Joe was a natural and loved every abuse and torture moment. Something Paul found had to believe. Since Paul was not this extensive in abuse with his regular slaves, he would never have known. Paul had an abusive/torture streak but he kept it to guys he didn't care about.
Sinclair came in Joe's mouth while he forced Joe's throat so far the load was beyond the taste buds. "There you go fucker. You like this don't you asshole."
"Yes, Sir."
"And now for your second present. Paul and I are sending you and Ken on vacation. You are fucking exhausted. We've ordered an Airbnb for you two in Paris. It is the city of lights and the city of love. Go love each other."
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