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Love feedback - Sam.willswill@mail.com ********************** My head came off Mr Anjou's cock and dived on to Dean's. I'm not entirely sure how long I sucked it for before I became light headed and collapsed in a heap, there was shouting as I collapsed and couldn't make out the words. Then, it went dark. **********************
Part 31: I'm disappointed in you boy
I'm not sure how long it went dark for, certainly no more than 10 seconds. The poppers shoved under my nose were exceptionally strong.
When I came around, Dean was on his knees sucking Mr Anjou, his face glistening with spit, Mr Anjou saying "very nice" at him. Mr Anjou caught my eye and hissed, aggressively, Jeff who was standing just behind him looked furious.
Now, I'm not sure how many tops realise this, maybe fewer than you'd expect but us bottoms, especially the piggy ones like me are competitive beings. If there's a guys cock that we consider `ours' that's being serviced by someone else we can be physical, aggressive, verbal, dominant even to get it back. I'm certainly that type of bottom.
It's also not limited to guys. On a hen do I once got invited along too as the token gay guy, many of the women spoke in similar terms. Their guys cocks were theirs and the they were precious about them. There's I'm sure a biological case for that but equally just a simple relationship one too.
Seeing Dean blowing Mr Anjou was too much and I lurched forward but there was no point. My hands were cuffed behind my back and the ball gag was back in my mouth. Dean was also taunting me, looking me in the eye, grinning when the chance came. Eventually Mr Anjou barked "upstairs" and took Dean with him leaving me on the hallway floor with Jeff.
Jeff, had anger, fury, disappointment in his eyes. I'd let him down. "You are totally stupid aren't you? You've really let yourself down haven't you? Couldn't focus on Mr Anjou, had to get that little extra from Dean, didn't realise that was totally wrong? You'll pay for this boy!"
Upstairs the sounds of Mr Anjou fucking Dean flowed down. My single experience of Mr Anjou was that he was verbally very aggressive and definitely had a thing for cute white boys.
Jeff stood, waiting for it to be over and Mr Anjou to come back down the stairs. His anger such thar he pulled a full mask out the covered my head. It was black, in Lycra, it had two small holes for breathing but no holes for the mouth. "Fuck I don't want to see your stupid face".
Anyone who's lost some sense of sight or sound or any sense gets confused. Jeff to really hammer home this sense put some headphones on over the mask and pumped hypno verbal into my ears! Telling me what a useless cock addict I was.
When the sound stopped and the mask was removed it was dark in the hallway, hours must have passed. I was led, by the leash into the living room. In front of me now stood Jeff in his leathers and Dean in his wet look Adidas.
Jeff looked at me "I'm not entirely sure what to say to you boy. Dean here saved you. Mr Anjou left happy and satisfied" Dean gave me a nasty, knowing grin. "Just so you know boy Dean is now part of our little grouping. You're clearly to stupid without me around, you'll serve him, at his pleasure, got it?"
I nodded my head. Dean still had his tight as fuck leather gloves on and walked over smearing my drool from my ball gag over my face. "Hey Jeff, this leather gear needs to go, he's proven himself unworthy of the look hasn't he?"
"That he has Dean, he'll dress like you, all the time" I looked up a little surprised. "Yes boy, including in lectures, seminars, whenever you leave your room, wet look tracksuit and leather gloves. I want you being filthy in them".
Dean was now removing my ball gag. "Fuck I'll have fun with you do you know that. I'll set you tasks, challenges, you name it".
I licked my lips, to be honest this hot lad "owning" me in some way was seriously hot. Jeff meanwhile barked "get here Dean". Dean walked over and the two of them made out passionately. I simply remained calm, undressed from my leather gear, put my matching gear to Dean on and stood and waited.
As Jeff and Dean stopped Jeff looked at me "Sam, shave off that goaty and I want you to continue to grow your red hair out again. Dean, be careful with him, he's a seriously horny fuck slut that you'll need to be on top of" Jeff walked towards the door "by the way I'm leaving now, here's a challenge, you two need to get back to campus, make sure you hold hands all the way" he winked. "Shut the door behind you".
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