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Picking up food for my masters Jason and Carl - while reeking of their piss - was humiliating and hot. I assumed the people at the restaurant thought I was homeless based on my appearance and odor, and that just kept my little dick dripping, knowing I was doing it all for Jason. I rushed back to the brewery and was surprised to see several cars there now...it was early afternoon and they were closed today so what was going on? I felt low walking in, and proceeded to the back where I found Jason and Carl (both now wearing sexy shorts) and some of their buddies I had sucked off before all in the back working out. it was like a hot sexy gym fantasy for me!
Jason and Carl took a break to get their food from me, and I knelt and waited for instructions. Jason had that aggressive sparkle in his sexy eyes that he got whenever I knelt, and Carl looked dominating too. All the guys were shirtless and I was just staring at their sexy bodies, remembering their nice cocks and loads of cum I had swallowed. I realized my dick was hard and leaking, and Jason did too as he ordered me to strip and then get back on my faggot knees. Fuck.
The guys were laughing, making fun of my little wet dick, calling it a clit and spitting on me between sets. There was a lot of sweat and testosterone in the air, and I both dreaded and needed to be used again. More than one of the guys had big bulges in their shorts, making me think they were getting hard. What was going on?
"Go get the mats in place, boy" Jason ordered. I realized that there were mats I hadn't really noticed rolled up against the far wall, and an empty spot surrounded by chairs. I went and did as ordered, struggling with the awkward bulk of the mats. "Hurry up, faggot!" Jason barked from across the room, and I quickly finished up then turned around to kneel down. The guys were all moving in my direction and I imagined getting pinned by them and used by them and my dick was just out of control looking up at all the hot muscle bodies.
Jason was clearly in charge as he erased the white board with the brewing schedule and put up a wrestling bracket. Today they were going to have a little tournament here "to stay in shape" and the winner would get some prize - they all looked greedily at me and I realized I must be that prize! Today they used birthday months to set up the brackets, and Jason was up against Shawn, one of the biggest (and hottest) guys there, for the first round. God this was going to be hot!
The other guys got comfortable as Jason and Shawn squared off. I didn't understand all the rules but oh fuck it was hot watching! Carl was referee for this match and seemed to enjoy when something happened that caused a little pain - the first instance being when Shawn lost his hold on Jason (because of how sweaty they both were) and accidentally nailed Jason in the chest with his fists. Jason's breath whooshed out of him and I swear I heard Carl moan and saw his cock grow! Then I realized Jason and Shawn were getting hard in their shorts too! This was too much, I needed to touch my dick so bad.
Everyone was intent on the match and I wondered if I could get away with stroking one out with no one noticing. Shawn had Jason pinned, Shawn's crotch inches from Jason's face and vice versa, almost a 69. Jason was struggling to break free as Shawn started pulling off Jason's shorts! Apparently that was a way to get an extra point in these matches!! Jason kept moving his hips trying to break free and keep his shorts on, but his sexy red pubes and big thick hard dick and big balls were already exposed - oh my god! I reached down to touch my little aching dick and it felt so good! I was not going to last long at all!
Shawn had manhandled Jason to strip his shorts off totally - which was hot as fuck - but that effort left Jason the opportunity to break free and he tripped up Shawn then they both made it back to their feet to start circling again. Jason's dick was throbbing and Shawn was clearly rock hard in his shorts, his muscled body glistening with sweat and his chest heaving with effort. Just as they reengaged, Jason glanced at me and lost his concentration, giving Shawn all the opening he needed to pick him up and slam him down. Even as Jason was sailing through the air, he was yelling at me, "Stupid faggot!" He bounced when he hit the mat and gasped out "no one gave you permission to touch that little dick!" before Shawn was on him.
Trevor, one of the hottest guys there, quickly came over to me and I couldn't even stop stroking my tiny cock! I was so close! But he grabbed my arms and they were quickly tied behind me back, leaving my dick desperately bouncing, looking for contact, sensation - anything. I NEEDED TO CUM! But that was definitely not in the cards as I saw Jason get pinned by Shawn. Shawn was hot as fuck and pulled off his own shorts after winning the match, showing off his big hard dick - apparently that's what the winner did. Jason was pissed, saying I had distracted him - apparently Shawn was the best wrestler there and only Jason was sometimes able to beat him.
Jason stalked over to me and spit in my face, saying "Well you fucked up faggot, guess you want Shawn's big dick 'cause he'll probably win now." I couldn't tell if he was really pissed or not as the next match started. I knelt there, hands bound, watching pairs of hot men face off against each other. Holy fuck this was like the most intense porn ever! Every guy ended up naked and hard. Carl actually pinned Trevor and shoved his dick in his mouth! Trevor's legs kicked furiously, but he clearly wasn't biting on Carl's dick so this must be something else they do - and it was hot as fuck.
The entire "team" (as I came to think of them) ended up naked, hard and sweaty. Trevor was in the final with Shawn and apparently had never beat him. Shawn's hot body was much more muscled and they both had thick dark pubes and thick thick cocks! Jason pushed me forward so I was laying face down, my neck straining to try to watch, as his hand SMACKED on my bare ass! He spanked me harder than ever before and I was writhing and moaning - I realized he was trying to distract Shawn and Trevor from their match. My little cock thrashed through the puddle of precum it had produced, and I thought I might just be able to cum!
The guys were laser focused though, so my ass took the abuse and I squirmed and tried to rub my dick into the cold hard concrete floor enough to get off but to no avail. I couldn't watch the match easily but heard everyone shouting as Shawn pinned Trevor. Jason let up his assault on my ass and went to hold up Shawn's arm in victory (and leaned over to sniff and lick his sweaty armpit!). "Shawn wins again, guys, and gets the faggot the rest of the day...unless you want to share?" Jason sounded almost hopeful even though he had used me so much that morning. Shawn laughed and said, "We'll see!" then turned to me and told me to go get beers for everyone.
It was embarrassing as hell to walk around naked in front of these hung wrestling gods, my little dick soaking wet and still throbbing with need. They threw on shorts and met me at the bar, grabbing the beers I poured, until Shawn ordered me into the back room when I was done. I shot a look at Jason, somewhere between apologizing for distracting him and lust and worry. He flipped me off silently and went back to his beer and conversation. Fuck, I was all alone with Shawn.
I was intimidated by his muscles and aggression. He had fucked my face hard and now I could see his whole body. I wanted him but was worried Jason was mad at me. Shawn didn't seem to care, laying on the bed face up and telling me to worship him from head to toe. He was very verbal, calling me names and telling me to massage harder here, lick more there, suck his toes, etc. I was in heaven but also worried about Jason, and after a while Shawn slapped my face hard and said, "Are you even trying, faggot? Jason told me you were the best at worshiping but I think you're shit at it." I felt really bad but told him the truth: "I'm sorry sir, I just feel bad about messing up Jason while he was wrestling you, and don't want him mad at me."
Shawn yelled out JASON and a couple minutes later Jason walked in, still just in shorts. "What's up?" he asked. "The faggot here feels bad about distracting you and doesn't want you mad at him," Shawn was laughing, but Jason looked moved and leaned over and kissed me on the lips! Oh fuck, I wanted to pass out. He held me chin so I maintained eye contact and said, "You're a good faggot who made a mistake, don't do it again" and then spit right in my mouth.
Shawn was still cocky, saying "I'm not here to watch a fucking romance, my big dick needs some attention!" Jason asked me if I wanted some help, and I couldn't even speak - what was going on? I mutely nodded and Jason started massaging Shawn's left leg while I worked on the right. Shawn moaned deeply and seemed really happy (I learned later than normally the person who loses the match massaged the winner). All three of us were rock hard, and Jason leaned down and started licking along Shawn's leg like I was (and like I do for Jason all the time). But I almost passed out when he licked up and swiped his sexy tongue along Shawn's big full sac!
Shawn was moaning loudly now, ordering me/us around, telling us less hands and more mouths. I knew I wanted to suck him and should suck him but was wondering what Jason would do. I was shocked when he continued massaging up Shawn's legs to his smooth chest to his broad shoulders -- at the same time, he licked up Shawn's big dick and across his abs and chest!!! Oh fuck! Shawn threw his arms back over his head, exposing his armpits again, and Jason just dove in, licking and sniffing them like a dog in heat. "Get up here boy, this man has the best scent on the planet!" Jason moaned, but Shawn grunted and grabbed my head and forced me to suck his big thick cock.
I tried to focus on that cock - it was really a work of art - but their hot moans kept distracting me. Shawn had one hand on my head and the other around the back of Jason's neck, "forcing" his face into Shawn's sweaty pit. I felt Shawn's cock get even harder and thought he was close, when suddenly he gasped and I felt Jason move. I looked up, and Jason had pulled his shorts aside, exposing his big hard throbbing cock. He started rubbing his big dick in Shawn's hairy armpit, then put it in Shawn's face! Shawn licked the tip and then sucked the head!! Oh my god! With that, Shawn's big dick throbbed and he unloaded a huge load of cum in my mouth, and Jason shot all over Shawn's face!
"Get up here and clean him up, boy" Jason ordered, and I swallowed the last of Shawn's load then went to clean up Jason's off Shawn's face. He looked unhappy when I licked near his lips and pushed me away, then licked that part off himself. They were still both hard as Shawn flipped over and wanted service on his back. "Be a good faggot, boy - I'm thirsty" Jason said as he tucked his big cock back in his shorts (mostly successfully...there were a few inches still showing!) and went back to the front. I was in heaven, feeling close to all the guys but especially Jason. Shawn was moaning, very appreciative of my attention now that I could focus and not worry about Jason.
I spent the next several hours worshiping Shawn in every way: rimming him, sucking him, taking his abuse (he loved twisting my nips hard and calling me a bitch) and sucking on his toes (which really got him going). I was exhausted but enjoying every second of it, every inch of him. He took a couple piss breaks, once making me kneel to get showered in it and once making me suck it all down while he was laying on his back, the big spurts filling my throat over and over. He laughed at my struggles and then fed me more cum. God this was hot.
Eventually it was time to go get food - I'd be paying for everyone apparently - and Jason ordered me to shower and change into the clean clothes he had made me bring. The other guys didn't shower - their manly sweaty scents were a turn on apparently - and we all went to a sports bar. I got a little too drunk as I was mostly excluded from the conversation, and it was a huge turn on to pay for all of them. Jason drove the two of us back to the brewery as everyone else went their own way, and on the ride he told me how they were all bi and had fooled around since college.
"I always thought you were straight!" I wasn't quite sober and so it sounded silly, especially since I had just seen him with a dick in his mouth. "Most of us just like getting served but there are things like Shawn's armpits that we all appreciate, boy. Just remember who is in charge!" I told him I could never forget that, and we pulled up to the brewery. "You're not sober enough to drive and I think you should start staying here more, boy - a full time slave. Would you like that?" YES SIR!
Jason made me sleep on the floor again that night while he slept in the bed, but I did get to see him strip down (even though I saw him naked for hours today, it was still sexy as fuck). I drifted off quickly, hearing Jason's even breathing and knowing he was close.
In the morning I wasn't fully awake when I heard Jason say, "Get up here faggot - now!" and I hopped up as quickly as I could, seeing him sprawled out naked, face down on the bed. "Make my little hole happy, boy" he grunted and I dove into his ass, my tongue digging and teasing and working hard for him. He was thrusting against the bed, moaning, talking dirty. We were totally feeding off each other when he suddenly flipped over, almost shouting "take my load, faggot - you cum-eating little bitch!" and he unloaded almost before I could get my mouth around his big dick!
I swallowed it all and he kept his hands on the back of my head, going just a little soft then starting to piss without warning! I wasn't ready for it and almost choked trying to take a breath, but he held me there with my nose in his sexy pubes and finished unloading his morning piss down my throat. "You need to cum, faggot?" he asked suddenly. YES I moaned. "Go kneel and face the corner and tell me how much you loved sucking off Shawn and serving him yesterday, boy" he ordered and I rushed to comply, overcome by the thought of being able to shoot while reliving such a hot scene.
The floor was hard and cold but my dick did not care - I stroked furiously while telling Jason how much I loved watching him wrestle, how hot all their muscles and big dicks were, how lucky I was. He knew I was getting close and forced me to stop, turn around, lick the floor in his direction until I calmed down, then go back to it. I was out of control, crazy with need! He kept me on edge forever it seemed, and I knew I wasn't talking about Shawn all that much, mainly going on about how much I worshiped Jason and how I loved everything about serving him.
My tongue was getting sore from licking the floor between edging my little cock, but Jason just kept teasing me. This was not good...I was getting more and more needy and out of control verbally. But I was so close! "Fuck sir I need to serve you all the time I love your big dick and smooth skin and sexy smile and the way you get so hard pimping me out and oh fuck!" I was right at the edge and stopped, assuming I'd have to go back to licking the floor. I was breathing hard, trying not to touch my dick, and knew I would cum if I did!
"Finish, boy" he ordered and I stroked a few more times before gasping "I love you Jason" and shooting a huge puddle of cum between my knees. Fuck - I did not mean to do that! There was no doubt he had heard me, but he ignored it and ordered me to clean up the floor with my tongue. I loved their cum, but mine off the cold floor was not pleasant - but I was far past the point where I could / would say no. So I cleaned it up then turned to kneel facing him.
Jason looked serious when I turned around, and even though the usual spark went between us as I knelt, he looked thoughtful (and sexy as fuck). "You've told me you love me twice now. What is going on?" he asked, serious but seemingly not angry. "Sir, I get a little out of control, I'm sorry," I said. He shook his head and asked, "Are you in love with me?" I bowed my head and said softly, "yes sir" and he made me look him in the eyes and repeat myself.
He signed, getting up to get in the shower, and I realized it was probably getting towards opening time. He left me kneeling there but talked to me as he showered, saying "This won't work, boy - I don't need an attachment, just a servant. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir, I think so. I can try to hide my feelings."
"Well you're not doing a very good job of it, so let me make this clear: we will never have a relationship." It felt like a knife was plunged into my heart and twisted hard. "Dom/sub interactions are great - and fun - as long as there is no emotional attachment...that never ends well. Even when I treat you more like a person or show affection, it's in the context of the dom/sub energy between us, boy. I'm not trying to hurt you but I don't want you to harbor false hopes. I want you to continue to serve me but if you can't under this context, I would understand."
I was devastated, feeling like I was losing him. I tried to compose myself as he continued talking about most successful dom/sub interactions involving a dom in a relationship with someone else, and the sub left on his own, sadly. It all boiled down to a true dom can't respect a sub, and relationships don't work without respect. I was trying to process it all while staring longingly at him, loving the play of the water on his smooth sleek muscles. I focused my attention back on him as he was asking if he should loan me out to the other guys or a particular guy to make me happy and I quickly said I really wanted to serve him and would behave.
As he was drying off, he said, "OK boy, go home and think about it. I want your head in the right spot...I don't want to have to think about your emotions when I just want a mouth to shoot in or an ass to abuse or a tongue up my hole. Got it?" YES SIR I said but I really wanted to stay, to spend more time with him. This sucked. But I got dressed as he did and headed out as he opened the brewery. I assumed I wouldn't hear from him for a while, and I was right. I kept wanting to text him or go to the bar but knew this was important so tried to convince myself I didn't need him and wasn't in love.
It wasn't working.
Finally, days later he texted to tell me to be there early the next day; Mike was coming and he wanted the place spotless. I did as ordered, and seeing him again nearly took my breath away as it always did. We cleaned thoroughly and didn't interact much; I tried not to sneak peaks at his hot body but failed miserably as always. Jason's phone pinged and he said Mike was 30 minutes out. He ordered me to lick his shoes and the floor he stood on then go. It was humiliating and I didn't enjoy it - but I did enjoy being around him and my little dick was leaking as always.
I felt like I had earned the right to text him that night and make sure everything had gone well, and he finally answered very late at night once I was asleep, telling me all was good and asking if I wanted to be used. I woke up super early and responded YES SIR and a few hours later was told to come in after close that night, they were having another wrestling tournament.
This one was just as hot but I felt more subdued because I knew I shouldn't focus on Jason but I also didn't want to focus on anyone else as I felt like I might be 'given' to another dom to take the pressure off Jason. It was super horny as they drew the brackets based on cock thickness! I was given a tape measure and had to measure the thickest part of each cock after sucking it to full hardness. God that was fun!
The wrestling was so damn hot and a couple of the guys including Carl and Trevor wrestled in singlets this time. Seeing their hard dicks stretching the sheer fabric was fucking incredible! Getting the singlets off was even harder than just the shorts of course so it involved a lot of straddling, grunting and sweat. Fuck. Trevor had the thickest cock - and bush - of everyone, and his dick was also the longest. I realized I was starting to crush on him, wanting to serve him more, justifying it by thinking I needed the practice. I found myself rooting for him but Jason easily pinned him, even managing to get the singlet off him (but Trevor pulled aside Jason's shorts and his big dick was rock hard and dripping precum so they both loved it).
Carl ultimately beat Shawn then lost to Jason in the final, so I got to serve Jason! I was excited and happy until Jason nonchalantly announced that he didn't want to monopolize the faggot, and Carl had earned the prize by beating Shawn. I was disappointed but did love Carl's abuse, and he was excited to try all the equipment again. The rest of the guys relaxed as Carl led me into the dungeon room, pissed all over me, then had me tied face up so he could fuck my throat while abusing my sac, nips and cock. His rock hard dick showed me how much he liked abusing me, and for a while I could forget about my Jason obsession.
Carl had shot one load down my throat - I barely tasted it, he was so far down, but loved that he untied my hands so I could rub his sexy body - when the rest of the guys wandered in to watch and piss on me. The feeling of a strong hot stream of piss hitting my abused sac as Carl smacked it was INTENSE - the wet sounds, the pain, the heat on my balls. He was pulling out all the stops and showing off but kept up the pressure even as the guys headed home. Soon it was just the two of us and I realized Jason had left...that made me super sad but I was still enjoying Carl's abuse and tried to focus on pleasing him.
The night went on and I was lost, swimming in a sea of pain (Carl) and hurt (Jason). Carl was using his latest load - that he originally shot on my sac and then smacked with a riding crop - to finger my prostate as he had done before, while using a feather toy to tickle my sore little cock. "You gonna cum for me boy?" he suddenly asked, then spit right in my face, sending me over the edge! Fuck it felt good! He didn't give me a chance to recover, making me lick his bare feet on the ground then clean him off in the shower before he climbed in bed. I was forced to sleep on the floor again and was missing Jason like crazy.
The next morning Shawn and Trevor were there when I woke up, both in wrestling singlets, and I spent the time between dawn and the brewery opening time worshiping them. God I loved their hairy armpits and pubes, and Carl kept up the abuse - on my ass this time, spanking and fingering and flogging (lightly, thankfully). Trevor was stretched out on the bed while I worshiped him and Carl abused me, while Shawn stroked his big dick and played with his nips. Suddenly he said "I'm going to shoot!" and shot all over Trevor's thick pubes! I was 'forced' to lick it up then they traded places and Trevor shot on Shawn's hairy armpit. I loved licking it off and even temporarily stopped obsessing over Jason - but once they were done, I was lost again, wondering if I should stay or go.
Right then Jason walked in, laughed at the smell of cum and rubbed his big dick in his shorts but said, "Alright boys, keep it down back here, gotta run the business!" and gave his sexy smile to all of us before going to the front. We ended up getting dressed and being the first customers, enjoying a couple beers as others started trickling in. I was enjoying the view of Jason and did some cleaning without being told, but then paid my tab and left, feeling like I wasn't really wanted or needed - by Jason, at least.
The next few weeks were fun but definitely different - Jason kept me at arm's length and I got very little of his piss or cum. I started to wonder if he was using or seeing someone else on the side, even though I was at the brewery working quite often. It seemed like we were never alone so he always split his attention between whoever else was there, and he seemed happy to let the guys use me when they wanted. I wasn't complaining! But I did wonder, and finally asked Trevor as he seemed to be the easiest to talk to (as long as his huge dick wasn't lodged deep in my throat!).
I had been cleaning glasses after a big party left, and Trevor walked in, sweaty from a run, just in shorts and a tank top that showed off his nice arms and hairy pits. He just snapped his fingers at me and said 'COME!" and I followed. The next hour or so was a blur as I gave him a tongue bath everywhere, sucking that huge dick and having his pubes pressed in my nose, cutting off my air. He got harder the more I struggled and finally blasted a load all over his chest and abs that I was told to lick off, then it was shower time.
His big dick barely went soft and I was enjoying the view when he told me to get in there and help him shower. I soaped up every inch, enjoying the play of his muscles and the huge dick and nice ass. I was trying to come up with a reason to ask about Jason when suddenly he asked, "You ever been fucked before, fag?" For weeks I had been wondering why I was used constantly but not fucked (except by a finger or two now and then - Carl was the fucking master!) so I replied "I have, sir, but it's been a while and never by a big horse cock like yours!"
He liked the compliment and his dick started to grow. Before things got out of control I asked, "Sir, why don't any of you fuck me?" to try to lead into what was going on with Jason. Trevor looked surprised and said, "Jason's rule - we can use you any way we want but not fuck you. You didn't know?"
"No sir, he never mentioned it. And I don't see as much of him - alone at least - these days." Trevor told me to lick his big dick and I got lost in that for a while before getting a mouthful of his sweet cum. As he was coming down from his orgasm, I was still thinking about Jason and not getting fucked. Trevor laughed at me and asked, "You need it boy?" I was confused until he said, "A good fucking - a big dick deep in your cunt?"
"Sir, I love getting fucked but you all keep me really happy. But I'd love to feel a dick in me again." Trevor laughed and said, "They never let me fuck a hole first for obvious reasons" - pointing to his big fat cock! - "but I assumed Jason at least was fucking you. Weird."
I made the decision to ask Jason next time we were alone - which happened sooner than I thought. Trevor left to go out, and Jason was closing all by himself. "Do you need help, sir?" I asked and Jason distractedly said, "Yeah boy, Mike is coming yet again tomorrow so another thorough cleaning, got it?"
"Yes sir!" I replied as I got to it. I was getting used to being lowly labor, and smelling and seeing Jason made it worth it but soon enough I was working hard and he was leaving to go in the back to work out. It took me a long time to clean and I expected Jason to leave but finally I went to the back and found him stretching after his workout. I knelt silently facing him, hoping we could talk.
"You need something, faggot?" he asked as he finished up stretching and started pulling on a shirt and putting on his shoes. I was disappointed because I was used to sucking and serving him, but I went for it and blurted out, "Sir, why don't you let any of the guys fuck me? Why don't you fuck me?"
Jason looked surprised and told me to come lick his feet as he took off his socks and shoes. He moaned when my tongue finally touched his sexy feet again and asked me who told him they weren't supposed to fuck me, so I told him I had asked Trevor and he had told me. As I continued the tongue back on his feet, Jason explained that he likes to fuck nice tight holes and he knew if I got fucked by one of them, they'd all be fucking me and guys like Trevor really wrecked a hole. "And some fags get really on edge when they're not fucked, making them work harder - like you are right now, boy!" Jason was moaning and getting a little out of control, hauling out his big hard cock and stroking slowly while I redoubled my efforts on his sexy feet.
"Plus I know you'd like it too much if you had this hot dick in your little cunt, boy - so you'll just have to settle for my cock in your mouth!" as he quickly stood and fed me his big dripping cock. In no time he was shooting, pulling out to cover my face. I was in heaven and kept sucking him as long as he let me. "Lick my sac boy, and be glad I don't make you beg to be fucked in front of all the guys." But that's really what I wanted - to beg to be fucked and have Jason take my ass in front of them, then them to take turns!
Jason said, "Fuck it, I'm going to crash here so I can meet Mike early tomorrow. Don't come in until I tell you; I'm not sure how long he's sticking around." I felt disappointed and needy but saw myself out, my mind spinning, thinking about getting Jason's big dick in my ass while Trevor fucked my throat, his thick pubes tickling my nose!
I didn't hear from Jason for a few days again which always sucked, but I did get a text from Shawn saying he needed service and he stopped by. It was hot having him in my house, slowly servicing every inch, loving his moans and sexy smells. He was thick and muscular and actually put on a wrestling singlet to let me strip him out of during one of the sessions. My house smelled like cum and he ordered me to jack off while licking and smelling his pits. It felt so damn good and I felt like a very lucky faggot.
He even left his hot briefs at the house for me - this man just smelled amazing. I slowly edged for a long time after he left, his underwear over my face, but I didn't cum because my thoughts drifted as always to Jason which made me depressed. I wondered if maybe I jerked off thinking about him in a purely sexual way would train my mind not to have feelings for him, but that didn't work. Maybe I needed Carl to abuse me until I changed. I was at a loss.
Jason texted me later that day, telling me to be at the brewery early the next morning. I was excited and was even more excited when I saw just his truck there - I loved my one-on-one time with Jason! He was in back working out in just a pair of shorts, and I knelt there for the last part of his workout, dick drooling in my shorts - god he just had an amazingly sexy body and way about him. The next few hours before opening were spent with me worshiping every inch of him, and after he shot his second load from having my faggot tongue (he loved that term while I rimmed him) deep in his sexy hole, he made me lick up his load. I was really getting into it when he told me things had gone well with Mike and he had mentioned how clean the place looked. I was ridiculously proud that I had pleased these men.
Jason told me to take his piss (him just laying there letting it go down my throat - I loved his abs flexing as he pulsed out the last of it) then showered. It was really nice to spend alone time with him and I figured I had been being paranoid - things were fine. "You're a good faggot," Jason's voice interrupted me from my musings as I made the bed, "I really needed that. Got a hot date tonight and can't be rock hard from the get-go!" That was like a punch in the gut but he seemed happy so I knew I should be too. I tried to be casual and asked, "Anyone I know, sir?" and he just laughed and said it was someone from a dating app - so I didn't even know if it was a man or woman.
Jason ordered me to kiss his feet and lick the floor where he stood to dry, then told me to come back to help him close so he could get out early tonight. I obeyed but couldn't stop thinking about his date, almost texting Shawn to ask if he knew but then realized that wouldn't really help. So I returned to the brewery to find Jason and Trevor there, shooting the shit, and I knew my job was to clean. About 30 minutes into closing, a woman walked in and I realized this was Jason's date. She was young and pretty, a good match really, but I still felt jealous.
They headed out for dinner and Trevor stayed, saying he needed to get off. He had me face up on the weight bench with his big thick cock pumping in and out of my throat for hours it seemed, and he got off smacking my balls and little dick whenever I tried to get off. It was like he had been learning from Carl and I was loving/hating it. He was building towards his second load when Jason walked back in, took one look and said, "fuck yeah I need that - she was a prick tease and my balls are FULL!" He shucked off his clothes, revealing that sexy tight body and big swinging dick. Trevor ran his hands down Jason's chest to his abs, pulled his huge dick out of my throat, and shot all over Jason's hard cock!
Jason's dick felt and tasted great in my abused throat, and I took turns sucking them both, then Jason laid back and wanted rimmed - his favorite. My tongue had him moaning and squirming, and Trevor was running his huge dick up and down my ass crack. Oh fuck it felt amazing, that big wet dickhead getting everything slippery, when suddenly he thrust HARD between my legs. It felt really good to feel that monster cock sliding right below my sac, my legs trembling with need, then feeling his abs against my ass and his pubes tickling my upper thighs! He fucked between my legs and was building towards an orgasm when suddenly Jason's tight little hole spasmed on my tongue and he shot, moaning out "oh fuck are you fucking him?!"
Trevor was right there and gasped, "No - can I?" and I really thought Jason was going to let him - which I really needed but I wanted to 'save' myself for Jason. "No man - shoot your load on his faggot hole though" and with that Trevor gasped, jerked his big dick from between my legs and shot a load right on my hole! Jason ordered me to squat over him and started licking that load off my ass! I thought he might rim me and realized how badly I needed that too, but soon enough it was shower time and Jason and Trevor were curling up in bed together, with me relegated to the floor yet again. I had thoroughly enjoyed all of it but wanted more, both sexually and emotionally. Damn.
In the morning I was woken by the sound of slurping - holy fuck, Jason and Trevor were in a 69! Goddamn it was hot - Jason must have climbed on top of Trevor because his ass was up in the air. Jason barely stopped sucking Trevor's big rod to gasp out "Ass, boy!" before diving back down on Trevor's huge tool. I jumped at the chance to rim Jason, and Carl walked in later to find us in that position. My ass was exposed and he abused it hard while Jason and Trevor enjoyed each other, then Carl unloaded on my ass and started the prostate abuse with his fingers. Trevor and Jason relaxed, watching, big dicks still throbbing. I was in heaven.
Carl had my ass feeling amazing - I was getting close! - when he suddenly asked Jason, "When you gonna let us plug this faggot hole, man? It's nice and tight and he needs it - you can't believe how his ring grabs my fingers!" Jason moved over to push his fingers in me, not knowing how close I was, and the three of them took turns, talking about how my ass clenched and would feel so good on their big dicks. Jason laughed and said it wouldn't be tight if he left them fuck me, and I almost asked why he cared if he wasn't planning to fuck me?
But right then Shawn walked in and laughed seeing what was going on, saying "You gonna open today or not, J? It's almost noon!" Shit, we had totally missed the 11am opening. Shawn took over trying out my hole with his fingers as Jason and Trevor went to open the brewery - luckily it was a weekday and no one was there - while Carl took over abusing my throbbing little dick hard, denying me again the chance to cum. Shawn shot a load on my hole then rubbed it in and made me suck him clean, then it was time to get cleaned up. I loved showering with these two studs and they had me soap up every inch (Shawn had amazing cum gutters I just loved to lick and Carl's muscled shoulders had me massaging his body).
Jason and Trevor came back separately to shower so someone was always up front, and I got to worship them too - Jason wanted his toes licked (god - those moans!) and Trevor wanted his huge dick sucked "just a little more". Trevor shot another load - this one straight in my mouth - and while I was looking up at him he spit right in my face and told me Jason said to go get some rest. I felt dismissed but looking up at this hung stud in front of me I also felt really lucky. My hole was throbbing with need and I wondered if any of the toys Jason had there would go in my hole - or if I might just go home and use a dildo on myself.
Jason took that decision out of my hands, dropping around back as Trevor got dressed to tell me nothing was to go in my hole without him around (except Carl's fingers - that was allowed) and I wasn't to jack off. "As a matter of fact..." Jason said as he rooted through the 'toy closet' - and pulled out a chastity cage. Fuck! I had noticed it there and hoped I never would have to wear it. But Jason and Trevor laughed and watched as I put it on, then Jason locked it and kept the key. I was well and truly fucked. They were both hard as a rock - they loved the domination - and Jason fastened the dog collar around my throat. It had been weeks since I had had it placed on me last, and I felt really good to show off my owned status. Jason had me kiss his hole then drink his piss, and I was sent on my way.
Over the next few days Jason ordered me to send him pics of my locked up cock from time to time, and also pics of me wearing the collar out in public. I asked if it turned him on and he just responded with a pic of his raging hard cock. Fuck! I needed to get off so bad but couldn't even get hard in the cage, not to mention having to sit down to pee. I was being degraded every second of every day and needed Jason even more.
Once again I felt like Jason left me hanging as the days went by, and I didn't hear from any of the guys. Finally on a Wednesday when the brewery was closed I got a text around noon from Jason: "COME". That's all I needed as I rushed out the door, my dick already leaking, imagining a wrestling tournament or alone time with Jason, any number of scenarios. Man was I in for a surprise.
As I came around the corner to the back, I heard moaning. LOUD moaning. Oh fuck -- it was Jason! I actually paused, wondering what was going on, and realized I could see in the dungeon / bedroom - Mike was laid back in a chair, shirt off! He was even more sexy and cut than I imagined, with nice biceps and lightly hairy chest. I gasped at the view and he turned his cocky domineering grin on me, snapped his fingers and said KNEEL! I hit the floor and he ignored me for the next few minutes. He was moaning, throwing his head back, and using a riding crop on someone out of my view. Jason's moans were still coming strong - something was turning him on!
I almost got up to see what was going on - I needed to! - but when I shifted I got that look from Mike so I stayed where I was. The torture was hard, and my dick was leaking like crazy. Finally Mike turned his full attention on me: STRIP! I stood up to strip, trying to get a look further into the room and down Mike's body, but his gaze again pinned me where I was. I stood there naked except for the cage and collar, and Mike barked COME! I entered the room and about fell down in shock:
Mike was fully naked and fully hard, sprawled back in a comfy chair. Jason was tied face-up on one of the sex benches, his body covered in sweat and his face buried in Mike's ass! A guy I didn't recognize was kneeling, rimming Jason's hot little hole - his favorite - and goddamn it was hot! Mike's dick was as big as Jason's and he was stroking it some while enjoying Jason's tongue deep in his hole. Jason's big dick was throbbing, bobbing, searching for contact - he needed to cum! But with his hands tied to the bench he was left thrusting his hips wildly looking for release. It looked like they had been at it a while!
I hit my faggot knees, drooling, my dick straining against the cage and leaking like a faucet. Jason's moaning and bucking and sweating, along with seeing Mike naked and hard, had me moaning too. I checked out the guy rimming Jason and he was a fucking stud - hot, definied body, cute face and a BIG dick. Fuck - it must have been every bit as big as Trevor's but was locked in a steel cage that curved down to tuck it almost below his sac, letting him get fully hard but not touch himself. And he was indeed fully hard - I could see his big dick throbbing in the big cage, making my little dick strain against the much smaller clear plastic cage on my clit.
Mike's gaze bored into mine and he ordered STAY so I knelt there, watching the show. Mike was using the riding crop that Carl loved to use on me on Jason - the insides of his thighs, his abs and his dickhead! Jason was moaning so hard and Mike knew exactly when and where to apply the crop. "What's your name, faggot?" Mike asked and I thought he was talking to me but the guy rimming Jason came up for air and said, "Fuckstain, sir!" then went back to Jason's tight little hole. Mike moved his ass around Jason's face then had him licking his sac as he continued, "That's my faggot, much like you are Jason's. Except Jason here didn't bother to tell me about you and how you service the whole wrestling team but not the hot uncle. So this is his punishment - we've been at it a while now and not anywhere close to letting him cum. That was me that texted you and you'll be obeying me now." He didn't even bother to question if I understood - everyone's place here was clear.
Jason moaned and bucked around more in frustration and need but was tied tightly, and I loved watching his muscles strain. His dick was just out of control and Mike was loving the reaction he got from Jason as he smacked his sac. It took Jason some time to register that I was there and he redoubled his efforts to break free, screaming "Faggot! Get over here and let me go! Help me!" but Mike just shook his head at me and laughed at Jason. He leisurely reached over to get the nipple clamps off the shelf near him and attached them to Jason cruelly, making him almost scream in pain. But Mike didn't give him a break and started swatting around his nips with the crop, eliciting a full-on scream from Jason. Oh my god it was hot and I knew he loved it - his big hard throbbing cock couldn't lie.
The torture went on for a long time, with Mike sometimes removing the clamps then putting them back on, then leaning over Jason (careful not to touch his cock enough for him to cum, but always brushing it just enough to edge Jason ever closer) to abuse his sac. Mike's dick would disappear down Jason's throat and I loved watching his Adam's apple bob as he struggled with it. Then Mike would lean back again, putting his hole over Jason's tongue and abusing his inner thighs again. "You learn your lesson yet, boy? You tell me when something like this happens - you know it turns me on and I won't be left in the dark when you get a new slave. Got it?!" Mike barked, and Jason could barely respond with Mike's ass covering his face.
Mike seemed to like dominating Jason - who wouldn't?! - and went on to tell me about 'Fuckstain' being his slave for the last 14 months. "When did you cum last, Fuckstain?" he asked and he replied "14 months ago, SIR!" before digging back into Jason's hole. "Go get me some food, faggot" Mike ordered me, and I was allowed to dress and go get food - just for Mike, he didn't bother asking Jason or Fuckstain. When I returned a half an hour later, Jason was still bound and being tortured and I was ordered to strip again. Mike ate his food while Jason rimmed him, then gave the leftovers to Fuckstain. When he took a break to eat, I was ordered to rim Jason and keep him on edge. I enjoyed licking Jason's slicked up hole and making him squirm - fuck it was hot!
Suddenly Mike said, "Let's get a beer" and Fuckstain and him got up, Mike looking expectantly at me. HEEL he said and we followed him, leaving Jason tied to the bench and sweating hard. Mike had me get them beers, all three of us naked in the front room but knowing no one would show on a day they're closed. Mike fed me his piss when he was done, his dick growing down my throat, then he cut the piss stream off before he was done. I was ordered to clean up their stools and the glasses as Fuckstain sucked Mike's now fully hard cock.
Mike led us back to the room, his hard dick swaying proudly - goddam this man was a stallion! We found Jason still tied up and rock solid hard. He was writhing and asking me / ordering me to untie him - like I would disobey Mike! Mike was looking so dominant and said, "I gotta piss more!", pushing his hard dick down into Jason's mouth and letting loose. That position and the huge stream made it almost impossible to swallow, and Jason coughed out most of the piss but then took the dick in his mouth again and let Mike finish. Mike kept his cock in Jason's mouth then went back to the nipple abuse, leaving Jason howling. Mike looked at me and said "lick my fucking hairy pits, faggot!" then threw his arms back and let me go for it. He started moaning and said, "Take it boy!" and I realized he was cumming in Jason's mouth!
After he came down from his high, Mike's ass was put back on Jason's face. Fuckstain was again rimming Jason while I was ordered to lick Jason's feet, adding to the torture. Mike's next load went all over Jason's throbbing cock, taking him right to the edge before Mike used the riding crop to wetly slap Jason's cockhead covered in precum and now Mike's load. Jason calmed down a bit but Fuckstain and I kept our oral assault going, not giving him much of a break. "Rim your master, faggot!" Mike barked and Fuckstain quickly moved back to let me rim Jason again. I felt hands on my ass, spreading it open, then Fuckstain's tongue on my hole. Holy crap, this guy was a master at rimming!
I started moaning into Jason's wet hole and there was a chain reaction from Fuckstain through me through Jason to Mike as Jason's tongue invaded Mike as deeply as possible. It seemed like hours and my hole was feeling open, wet and needy when Mike got up and came to spank me. He got my ass cheeks stinging really badly and I was about to ask him to stop when he turned and fed a load to Fuckstain. God this guy was a god! Mike had Jason suck him after that, and Fuckstain took over rimming Jason as I was told to go back and lick his feet. Everyone except Mike was denied the one thing we all wanted - to cum!
Suddenly Mike said, "Where's the key?" and I realized he was asking Jason about the key to my cock cage! Oh fuck! Jason just shook his head, his face under Mike's sac and his tongue working feverishly to lick and suck every bit of those big daddy balls. Mike shifted his hips back and slapped Jason HARD across the face, making Jason moan and whine. "Now, boy!" and Jason said it was in his shorts that had been ripped off when Mike and Fuckstain had jumped him. Fuckstain went and fished out the key then got on his knees and unlocked the cage. finally freeing my aching, needy cock. God it felt good to be free!!
"May I, Sir?" Fuckstain asked Mike. Mike laughed and said, "You really want to suck that tiny cock?!" to which Fuckstain replied, "I sort of just want to taste all that precum - it's so small it's not worth sucking." God, having this total sub talk about how small my dick was was so humiliating! But Mike nodded and slapped the riding crop on Jason's raging hard dick as Fuckstain licked then sucked my cock! He was able to swallow it easily of course, and teased me briefly but then shifted back to Jason's hole, coating it with my precum - god that turned me on for some reason!
Mike's dick was back to fully hard - I had already lost track of the number of loads he had shot - and he spit in Jason's open waiting mouth and asked, "You want your faggot's little dick in your hole before I fuck you, boy?" Jason looked panicked and quickly said, "I don't get fucked Mike look I'm really sorry I'll be good I'll do anything but please no don't fuck me!" Mike laughed at him and said, "You deserve it and probably need it. My dick is invading your hole regardless. Want the faggot to loosen you up?"
Jason whimpered and said, "Please no, Mike. I don't want either of you in me!" and Mike looked at me and said, "Look like your little dick has gotten all the action it's gonna get today," and laughed right at me. My dick normally would shrivel up at this point but I was rock hard, loving the abuse and degradation. Fuckstain moved aside as Mike positioned himself at Jason's wet, open hole! Mike's brown pubs and Jason's red pubes were such a hot contrast! Mike teased Jason's hole for a long time while Jason whined and begged him to stop, but finally he pushed in just the head and Jason moaned loudly, his eyes rolling back.
Mike was verbal, telling Jason how hot his hole was and asking if he'd ever been fucked (Jason moaned, "no...sir" and that was hot as fuck!). Mike slowly started inching in and Jason let out an enormous moan when his hard dick scraped Jason's prostate! Mike stopped right there and snapped his fingers; Fuckstain immediately started rimming him. That must have made Mike's cock jump and twitch because suddenly Jason moaned "OH FUCK I'M GOING TO CUM!!"
And with that, Mike slapped Jason's sac HARD. Jason's back arched, losing some of Mike's dick in his ass, and he came down from the edge. Mike kept it up over and over, taking Jason so close. They were all sweating now and I wanted to touch myself but was scared of Mike. Mike took Jason to the edge once again then pulled out completely, and had Fuckstain put Jason's shorts over his face so he couldn't see. "Maybe this will calm him down," Mike laughed, treating him like a skittish horse. Jason's dick didn't go down at all but his breathing regulated some and he stopped sweating as much.
Mike looked at me and asked, "Does he treat you well, faggot? You like serving him?" YES SIR! I responded. "He ever fuck you?" I told him no, and Jason started saying. "No, Uncle Mike - no!" I wondered what was going on and found out later that Mike and Jason had talked about dominating subs when Jason was in college, and Mike had told him never to fuck a sub unless he was serious about a relationship. Mike looked at me and said, "Do you love him?" Of course I said "yes sir" and Mike asked, "You want to feel his dick in you?" YES SIR!!
Jason was thrashing, telling us no, but Mike removed the shorts from his face and told me to stand. Fuckstain and Mike each grabbed an arm and a leg and lifted me over Mike! They had my hole positioned right over Jason's raging hardon which started twitching in anticipation. Jason's eyes met mine and he looked so needy, so lustful - I almost shot right there! "You want that hole, boy?" Mike asked Jason. Jason thrust up as far as he could, his dick just grazing my hole, and howled "YES SIR PLEASE I NEED TO CUM!!!"
Mike and Fuckstain slowly tilted me back and lowered me until Jason's cockhead was just inside my wet hole! God it felt so good! They reached for the sling straps and tied me there, while using a rope to tie Jason's midsection to the bench so neither of us could move to get Jason deeper in me. Fuck! I could sway back and forth a bit but that just popped Jason's dick out of my hole and left us both needy and frustrated - and made Mike laugh at us. They maneuvered me back over Jason, popping his dick back in me, then Mike started using the riding crop on Jason's sac! His big dick was twitching like crazy from the pain and he was almost screaming.
My hole felt so good and I wanted to jack off but knew it wasn't allowed. Jason was building towards passing out or an ograsm or both - fuck - when suddenly Fuckstain untied the rope around his middle and Jason thrust HARD all the way into me!! Balls and pubes deep! Oh fuck! With that, Mike pushed me hard to the side, making Jason's cock withdraw fully from my hole but it was too late - Jason shot an ENORMOUS fountain of cum all over himself and the wall behind him!
Mike had Fuckstain hold me and pushed his dick quickly into Jason's pulsing hole! Jason's orgasm had that hole working overtime and Mike didn't last long at all, spraying inside Jason! Fuck! Mike finally pulled out and they untied me but left Jason tied up. "You need to clean up all that cum, faggot!" Mike ordered, and I was made to start with the wall then lick down from Jason's shoulders across his chest to his abs. Mike made me straddle Jason's head and lick his abs clean, putting my cock right over Jason's face! I felt bad about dripping precum in his face but it was so hot and I was so horny I didn't care.
Mike said, "OK Jason you want more? Maybe some more rimming and maybe getting sucked?" YES Jason almost shouted. Mike chuckled and said, "Suck his dick, faggot" as Fuckstain went to rim Jason, getting to eat Mike's load. Mike moved over and had me suck his dick clean, getting to taste his load! Then told me to get back to sucking Jason as he moved my hips down, putting my tiny dickhead right over Jason's mouth!
"Do it, boy - if you want the sucking and rimming to continue, you'll do it." Jason kept moaning noooo but suddenly his mouth was on my cock!!! OH FUCK! I shot my load so fast and suddenly Jason's cock was filling my mouth!! Oh fuck!
Before we could even come down, Mike had a rope around both our middles, strapping me to Jason in a 69! Then him and Fuckstain stepped into the shower while Jason and I laid there in shock, but neither of our cocks went soft and I started sucking him again. He didn't seem interested in my cock but I wanted another load from him! I worked hard but he didn't cum - until Mike was done showering and came and slapped Jason's sac again! That earned me a huge mouthful of cum - I was in faggot heaven.
Mike and Fuckstain started getting dressed and Mike was very stern, saying he would be informed of any developments between us or with the team or new subs. They untied us and left, and Jason and I basically fell into the bed in exhaustion. Jason told me to get him the mouthwash off the sink and a glass, and cleaned my cum out of his mouth. But then he curled up behind me, his still-hard dick at my hole, and said, "You did good today, boy. I think Mike would have used me overnight if not for you being a well-trained faggot. And just for the record, I love you too."
I almost passed out with happiness as he shoved his dick in me and we drifted off to sleep.