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Benny's House
Chapter 5 – The General Idea
by Matt
From the diary of Benny Harrison
Thursday 5th February 2015
I'm a fun person. I like to have fun. Surely everyone does, right? Well this week has NOT been fun so far so I set out today determined to change that. I spend quite a lot of time looking at Dom stuff on the internet, and it always seems to be about making your Subs miserable. That's just not me, well it's not the new me. The old me, maybe, but I'm not like that any more. I don't see why someone can't be devoted to serving you, but enjoy spending time with you too. Anyway, the idea I had last night appears to have been well received, which is good. Thanks to Philip I'm also starting to form an idea about the punishments for Charlie and Wesley's fight too, one that might actually achieve more than just punishing them! This week's gathering is gonna be an interesting one, that's for sure.
Knock knock knock.
Benny grunted. He could have quite happily stayed asleep for another few hours. He hadn't slept well last night. It felt so unusual to have animosity in the house and it played on his mind all night, even permeating his dreams, filling them with images of fist fights and walk-outs and every other horrible scenario his sleeping mind could conjure.
Knock knock knock.
He grunted again. "Keep knocking until I answer." his original instructions had been upon arriving at the house. He was regretting them now. He wished there was somebody beside him, someone he could cuddle up to, but the bed remained empty. 'I've got a house full of Boys and an empty bed!' he thought to himself.
Knock knock knock.
"Come in!" he snapped angrily, losing his train of thought. He looked over at the door as he yelled but flopped back down before it even started opening.
"Good morning Sir." the Boy called out.
Benny felt bad for a moment. He knew he should know who it was just from their voice, he had no doubt Wesley would. He had at least memorised all their names now, which was progress, but he still felt like he didn't really know most of them that well. As he turned over and looked at the person carrying the tray, he smiled as he saw Philip.
"Morning Philip." he said through a lethargic yawn.
"Did you sleep well, Sir?" Philip asked with a gentle smile.
Benny couldn't help smiling back. Most of the Boys were too afraid to say more than the absolute essentials, but Philip seemed a bit more open, particularly since the 'lesson' Benny had taught him last week about privacy. He sometimes wondered exactly how much of it Philip actually remembered. He had, after all, been ridiculously drunk!
"Yes thanks." Benny said back politely, not feeling in the mood to actually talk about how poorly he had slept. "And you?"
The question caught Philip by surprise, not expecting any actual interest from the Master. "Erm... er... erm." he mumbled. He should have just said a simple 'yes thanks' too, but being caught off guard, he was stunned into a bit of a stupor as he put down the breakfast tray.
"Charlie?" Benny asked, sensing the problem. When Philip eventually nodded in response, he added, "I'd heard you two were becoming friends. I take it things are a little... tense?"
Philip smirked unintentionally. He knew it wasn't funny, but calling it 'tense' was such an unimaginable understatement. "That's putting it mildly Sir. I... probably shouldn't tell you this, but Charlie is thinking about leaving."
Benny felt his stomach lurch. The thought of Charlie leaving was simultaneously both the best and worst ideas he could think of. Thanks to Roger's revelation, he was now beginning to understand the depths of his attraction to the new Boy, so thinking about not seeing any more made him feel like he could cry. At the same time, he knew Charlie leaving would eliminate most of the current stress downstairs.
"That... may not be a bad thing." Benny said cautiously, thinking back to the things Charlie had done to Wesley. "He's... not necessarily what he appears." Benny added, not wanting to go into any more detail.
"D'you mean the stuff that happened between Wesley and him?" Philip asked.
Benny stared up at the Boy. "You... know about that?"
Philip nodded gently. "I'm guessing Wesley filled you in."
Benny nodded too. "Yeah, he told me everything."
Philip looked uncomfortable, like he wanted to say something but wouldn't allow himself. Benny's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "What is it?" he asked sternly.
"I shouldn't... say." Philip said, squirming. Benny's gaze fixed on him, his face emotionless, his eyes unblinking, just staring and staring and staring until Philip couldn't take any more. "Fine. He can't have told you everything, because... he doesn't KNOW everything!"
Benny nodded to the end of the bed. "Take a seat, and tell me what you know."
The Dorms were unusually loud that evening, and with good reason, something unusual was happening. The first sign that things were different was when the Boys started arriving home and were greeted at the door by Roger, but told to remain clothed. Some of the Boys were so used to being naked in the house that they had actually removed a few items of clothing when they got to their dorms anyway.
What else struck them as strange was that they were not given assignments for the evening. After stripping, that was always the first thing Roger did. Tonight though, they were simply told to 'await further instructions'. Rumours were running rampant amongst the Boys who were already home.
"So this is... not how it normally goes?" Charlie asked, leaning down from his bunk to join in Philip and Taro's conversation.
"No. It's... weird." Taro said, shifting uncomfortably. "And I do NOT like wearing clothes in the house." He quickly pulled his t-shirt off and threw it aside.
Charlie looked at Philip, but the other Boy wouldn't make eye contact, adding to Charlie's already-growing paranoia. "It's about me. He's gonna throw me out. I can tell."
"Nah, no way." Taro said dismissively, running and hand up and down his body as he spoke, happy to be free of his clothing. "I bet it's gonna be something fun, nothing to do with you!"
"You think?" Philip asked, having not considered that it might actually be something good. After he had shared Charlie's secret with the Master that morning, he had been waiting for something to happen. He couldn't think why it would involve everyone though, so Taro's guess that it was unrelated was a reasonable suggestion.
"Sure. If I was Benny and I'd had to deal with all your crap... no offence Charlie," he said, looking up at the head peering down from above and grinning, "I'd want a break from it with a bit of fun."
Just then, the door opened and Quentin appeared, looking worried. "What happened now? Have you been fighting again?" he asked Charlie as he entered.
Charlie raised his hands innocently. "Hey, it's not me... at least not this time!" Taro and Philip both laughed.
"I guess we'll find out soon enough. Looks like I'm last home again so they said I could tell you all to go up." Quentin said, dropping his briefcase on the bed.
As they all left the Dorm, Quentin went to advise the other residents while Charlie, Philip and Taro headed upstairs.
Once all the Boys were in the atrium, Benny and his Generals watched laughed as they all lined up like they would at the weekly gathering, even though they had not been advise to do so. It was simply habit for them. Benny considered telling them to be 'at ease', but decided not to. He looked nervously from Wesley, to Charlie and back again. Neither brother looked at the other, which was somewhat of a relief. The Master also noticed Alex standing there quietly. He seemed to have been keeping a low profile all day, which made Benny wonder if he really was starting to behave, or if he was simply waiting for his next chance to cause trouble. He hoped for the former but expected the latter.
"Hi everyone." Benny called out, cutting off the minimal chatter going on around him. "As you may have noticed, we've had a bit of a change from your usual evening routine. Now don't worry, I'm not about to tell you all you're able to leave, that chance is long passed." His joke about the last time he had gathered them all unexpectedly didn't go unappreciated, getting a few laughs from the Boys and Generals. "We're here because I've decided we're going to have a competition!"
Some of the boys looked excited by the comment, while others seemed understandably nervous.
"You will be split into teams, one for each dorm. As soon as we're done here, you will all go out and in your teams, you will make me a video. You can use the cameras on your phones, as well as the handheld cameras we will give to each team. You will be given time tomorrow night and during Saturday to edit the footage into a single video." Benny explained.
"Now, for content of the video... this is where it gets fun!" Benny said with a grin. "Public nudity, sex outdoors, streaking, whatever you like, as daring as you can manage, but the video has to be HOT! You'll be allowed to take a few pieces of equipment from the rooms downstairs to help in your video. Just... try not to get arrested please!" That got another snigger from the Generals.
"Finally, the videos will be judged at Saturday's gathering by myself and these guys," Benny continued, gesturing to the Generals, "There will be a prize for first place, and punishments for last, so make it good! Any questions?"
A few hands shot up. Benny pointed to Abdul.
"Do we all have to appear in the video?" Abdul asked nervously.
"No." Benny replied, then grinned and added, "But less guys probably means it won't be as hot and I'd hate for you to be the cause of your team losing!" Benny heard a snigger from Malik as his Uncle seemed to shrink away from Benny's obvious taunt.
Benny pointed to Taro. "What's the prize?" he asked with a grin.
Benny smiled again, this time as he noticed his Generals shifting uncomfortably. "Each member of the winning team will get the option to pick their own assignment one night next week. You get to choose what you do and what General it's with. So if you want Wesley to give you a spanking, that's what you'll get, but if you want to give Roger a good seeing to... well that's okay too!"
The revelation brought about a new wave of chatter from the boys and even more uncomfortable squirming from Roger, Malik and Wesley.
"Can we choose you?" Philip called out, stunning everyone into silence as ever eye fell expectantly on the Master.
Benny had genuinely not considered that option and he handled the surprise of being asked it very casually. He raised his eyebrows, nodded and said, "Sure, why not!" That renewed the excited chatter.
Benny noticed a couple of hands still raised. "David?"
The nervous man lowered his hands and quietly asked, "What's the punishment for the losers?"
Benny smiled. In truth, he had not actually picked the punishments yet. His intention was to see who lost and tailor the punishments to them individually to maximise their discomfort. He didn't really like disciplining the Boys, but he had to admit it had often led to some interesting discoveries Their limits were often stretched a little by the punishments, which occasionally helped them find out things they might unexpectedly enjoy!
"Oh I'm not giving that away just yet." Benny said, intentionally building their fear, knowing it would spur them on to try harder in the contest. "But let's just say you probably DON'T want to finish in third place!"
This time the Boys did not descend into more talking and there were no more hands raised, so Benny finished. "Go grab what you need and get your cameras from Roger on the way out. Oh... and have fun!" He smiled sincerely, genuinely hoping that they would actually enjoy the competition.
The Boys wasted no time in getting ready to leave. Each team quickly huddled for a moment before running down grab equipment and phones. Benny saw all sorts of cuffs, restraints and toys being carried out, feeling his cock twitch a little at the thought of what he might see in the finished videos.
As the last of them left, Malik asked, "So what's the plan for us tonight, boss?"
Benny looked round at his three Generals. "Oh, big plans. HUGE plans!" he said, looking stern. "Seriously, you'd better prepared for a hell of a tough night!"
They all looked worried at the comments until Benny started laughing.
"Relax I'm kidding. We're gonna eat junk food, drink a lot and have a well-deserved night OFF!" he explained with a grin.
An hour later, Benny, Malik and Roger were all sat in the Generals lounge when Wesley walked in carrying another round of drinks. He shuddered slightly as he walked in. "Ya know, this house is kinda creepy when it's empty like that!"
"Aww, did widdle Wesley get scared?" Malik teased taking a drink off of him.
"Fuck off." Wesley said through a grin as he handed drinks to the other two then sat down beside Benny.
"Okay. Here's a question for you all." Benny said with a smirk. "Who's your favourite Boy?"
"Well we already know yours!" Malik said back to the Master. Normally he wouldn't have been so quick to tease, but Benny had insisted that tonight he was 'just one of the guys' and Malik was making quick use of the informality.
Benny blushed instantly, realising that they all obviously had picked up on his attraction to Charlie. He avoided looking at Wesley and attempted to regain his composure. "I.. asked about YOURS!" he insisted.
"Is it 'Uncle' Abdul?" Roger asked, smiling. It was unusual, but wonderful to see Roger smiling. He was so dedicated, and so good, at his Dominant role that his face was normally fixed in a stern scowl, which on top of his large frame, made him truly intimidating. As he sat there now, relaxed and cheerful he seemed like a whole different person.
Malik laughed at the question. "Nah, he's just fun to mess with, he gets embarrassed so easily. If I had to pick a favourite though, I'd have to say... Robert. I think it's the tattoos."
Thirty-six-year-old Robert was one of the more unusual residents of the house, both physically and personally. While the other Boys had a handful of tattoos between them, and virtually no piercings, Robert was covered. He had full sleeve tattoos on both arms, extending into intricate designs across his chest and covering his whole back, a large tribal tattoo down one leg and a range of smaller designs on the other. On top of that, he had several piercings in each ear, two in his lips, a nose ring, both nipples pierced and a Prince Albert too. Body decoration aside, he was also brand new to subbing. His appearance always led people to assume he was just a Dom so he had never really had the chance to explore his submissive side. When he found Benny, the chance to fully immerse himself in a Submissive lifestyle was too good a chance to pass up and he jumped right into it.
"Personally I like the piercings." Wesley said, with a chuckle. "They really add a lot more options for inflicting pain. I think mine is probably Taro."
The other three all looked at him. Benny wondered if the others, like him, had assumed Wesley would say David. It was no secret that the Boy loved his spankings and Wesley certainly loved giving them. Benny suddenly remembered Wesley's youth, the vicious spankings he had received at the hands of his father and wondered if that may be partly to blame for his fascination with it now.
As the other looked at him inquisitively, Wesley just shrugged. "I can't really say why. I just... I dunno, there's something about him I... relate to. That probably makes no sense." He frowned a little, struggling to explain his feelings.
"No, that makes sense. Sometimes it just happens." Benny said reassuringly, getting a weak smile back from Wesley. He turned to Roger next. "And you?"
"David!" Roger answered instantly, going on to elaborate after getting quizzical looks. "He just gets so scared. I barely have to say a word and he looks like he's going to cry. I swear, I spend the whole time just wanting to pick him up and hug him, it's so cute!"
The other three all laughed. They could completely understand what Roger meant, the poor Boy always looked nervous.
"Okay, I've got a good one." Malik said, taking a big gulp of beer. "Which of the Boys is your LEAST favourite?" The others looked a mix of amused and confused. "Oh, and you can't say Alex!"
The addition got a laugh from the others as they considered their answers.
"Mine's Quentin!" Wesley said quickly. "The guys has, like, no threshold for pain. I barely touch him and he's calling out the safety word!"
"Yeah, total wimp." Malik agreed. "I'd have to say Philip."
"Aww, no, Philip's so sweet." Benny said, smiling fondly.
"Yeah, he's sweet but he's... frustrating. It's like, he doesn't quite fit. You know how most of them have like... a thing, a particular activity they love. He's just... he kinda floats through them all." Malik explained.
Benny looked thoughtful for a moment, before reluctantly nodding. "Yeeeah, I suppose I see what you mean, but that's not a reason to dislike him. Maybe he just hasn't found his thing yet!"
Malik just shrugged in response.
"Well mine's Taro." Roger said, getting an annoyed look from Wesley. "Hey don't look at me like that! He's like the anti-David. I can stand there yelling at him, I can make him lick cum off the floor, I can throw absolutely anything at him and he's just not bothered by it! It's so annoying!"
Wesley laughed at the explanation. That was exactly the trait that made Wesley like him, but he could understand how it could conflict with Roger's favoured techniques.
"How about you, boss?" Malik asked, looking round at Benny as he took a sip of coke.
Benny's jaw clenched. "I feel really crappy about my one. It's Henry!" he said, getting cautious chuckles from the others.
Henry had been much like Stanley in a way. Both men were in their forties and had spent their entire lives in the closet. The difference was that while Stanley was an eternal bachelor, Henry had given in to societal pressure and found a wife, with whom he had three kids. It was under threat of revealing his homosexual tendencies to the wife and kids that Henry had agreed to join the house. Admittedly once he settled in, he loved it there, but it still sometimes niggled at Benny's conscience that he had essentially broken up a family.
"I know I pretty much forced him to come here, but... oh God he's just so boring!" Benny said, looking disappointed with himself over the entire situation.
His comments got a sudden burst of laughter from the others though as they agreed with his conclusions. As they continued chuckling, Benny looked round at each of them. "Hey... erm... look... guys..." he mumbled awkwardly. "I know things have been a bit weird the last couple of weeks, but you guys have kept everything running so well. I just wanted to thank you all."
"Oh God. He's going sappy again." Malik teased.
Benny screwed up his face angrily. "Hey, I can revoke your 'night off' privileges you know!"
"Ooh, assertive Benny. I like it." Roger said, grinning.
Benny blushed a little.
"You think that's hot, you should have seen him yesterday after the fight." Malik said, biting his lip as he thought about it.
"Well I could hear him from upstairs!" Roger said back.
"Yeah, but you should have SEEN him. Seriously, I nearly jumped on him!" Malik said excitedly.
"I can hear you, you know!" Benny said, slightly annoyed at being talked about like he wasn't there, but feeling a twinge of pride at their words.
"Oh yeah. That's it. Get angry!" Malik teased, his eyes wide and fixed on the boy.
Benny glared back. "Oh... you REALLY don't want me angry. I get mean when I'm angry." He was playing with Malik, he knew that, but part of mind still lingered on the last time he had got really angry. He did his best to push it aside and continue his angriest stare at his General.
Malik shifted a little and giggled. "Seriously, if you don't stop looking at me like that..." he panted.
Benny continued, watching as the young man quickly developed a very obvious erection. "Stand up!"
Malik gulped and obeyed.
"You two!" Benny snapped. "Strip him!"
Roger and Wesley quickly jumped to attention and set about stripping Malik as he stood there, half nervous, half excited. Benny enjoyed the show. He didn't see his Generals naked as often as the rest of the Boys so this was a rare treat. Malik was quite slight with slim arms, a firm but flat chest coated with short-trimmed chest hair. He had smattering of hair on his stomach and a long, slender cock which was already standing to attention above a pair of heavy, low-hanging balls, shaved smooth.
Benny looked to his other two Generals as they stood aside, their work done. "You know, you two get naked too."
He watched happily, groping his own bulge as Wesley and Roger stripped. Benny looked in fascination at Wesley's naked body, so different from his brother's, all smooth and sinewy. He looked even smaller stood opposite Roger, the man-mountain. Six feet and four inches of head-to-toe muscle, hairy in all the right places.
They were all staring back at him in anticipation and it filled him with an energy he had all but forgotten lately. He had been so caught up in doing the right thing and protecting his Boys that he had almost forgotten why he was there in the first place... he was the Master!
"Malik, go get three dildos, three blindfolds and some lube." Benny ordered, suppressing a smile as he saw Malik shudder before running off to get the requested toys.
As soon as Malik was out of the room, Benny said, "Gotta be quick. I'm gonna teach Malik he really doesn't want me being mean. Just play along with me for now."
The two Generals grinned at the devious boy's plan but wiped the smiles from their faces as Malik dashed back in with the supplies. Benny snatched two of the dildos and two of the blindfolds off of him, hiding any sign of his deception. He handed one of each to Wesley and Roger.
"Okay. Lube up extremely well and get them in then find some space." Benny instructed. He watched with amusement as they passed the lubricant between them and inserted the dildos. He had intentionally left Malik with the smoothest of the three. Once that was done, they moved into the open space behind the sofas, spreading out from each other.
"You could all do with a bit of a workout, so you're going to do twenty push-ups, twenty sit-ups, twenty jumping jacks and finally twenty squats. You are not allowed to touch the dildos and if they slip out, you put it back in and restart from the beginning. Last one to finish will receive... an extra task!" Benny explained.
They all looked worried about the task, even Roger and Wesley who knew it was going to be rigged in their favour.
"Oh yeah, and just for fun, you'll be blindfolded too." Benny added. He approached Malik and grabbed the blindfold from his hand before putting it on him.
Once Malik's eyes were covered, he walked first to Roger and then Wesley, but just winked at each of them and raised his finger to his lips to tell them to stay quiet.
"Okay, begin!" Benny called out.
Malik immediately dropped to his knees then into a push-up position while then other two Generals looked at Benny. He shook his head with a grin, but gestured for them to move around so it would look like they were doing the task.
Malik sped through the push-ups, but as he moved round to start the situps, the dildo slid out. "Fuck!" he muttered, feeling round on the floor for it.
As he picked it up, Benny called out, "Not so fast." he grabbed Malik's hand to stop him reinserting it. He pumped more lube onto it. "Can't have it sticking, can we?"
The additional lubricant got a moan from the General who had obviously been thinking it would gradually become easier as it became less slippery. He pushed it back in, as far as he could take it and started the routine again.
"Oh, there goes Wesley." Benny called out, prompting Wesley to swear as he played along.
He made it half way through the sit-ups the second time, the dildo sliding out just a little each time he sat up until it finally popped out onto the floor again. "Fuck it." he muttered again as he reached for it, holding it out for Benny to re-lubricate.
With the dildo back in place Malik started for a third time. He was just starting the sit-ups when Benny called out, "And Roger finishes first!"
"Yes!" Roger called out in pretend celebration, getting moans of misery from the other two.
The same thing happened again to Malik, lasting just two more sit-ups than his second attempt thanks to his best attempt at clenching his buttocks. Wesley and Roger were covering their mouths to avoid laughing as they watched the young man struggle. As well as the dildo problems, he looked like he was starting to struggle with the actual exercise too. Despite his slim build, he wasn't a regular exerciser so he was tiring quickly, somewhat ironic considering his endurance-based expertise with the Boys.
Another glob of lubricant and Malik started over.
"I should probably mention, as well as the punishment for last place, there's an even worse punishment IN ADDITION for anyone unable to finish!" Benny said, glad Malik's eyes were covered as he grinned with wicked glee.
Malik actually whimpered at the news as he rolled over to start his sit-ups. With a look of intense concentration and no small amount of discomfort, he worked through all twenty. Benny did notice how he used the floor to push the dildo back in as he got up to start the jumping jacks, but let him get away with it. He was having fun, but he wasn't going to be needlessly vindictive.
Malik swung his arms up in the air as he jumped. As his feet spread and hit the ground, the dildo popped straight out and hit the floor with a loud thud. "Oh fuck!" Malik whimpered. He quickly dropped to his knees to find it, desperate to start over and beat Wesley.
After Benny added more lube and waited for Malik to push the toy inside him again, he stood back and called out, "Well done Wesley. Second place!"
Malik, mid-way through a push-up flopped weakly onto the floor.
"So it's a punishment for Malik. But will it be just the normal one or will he be taking both?" Benny asked, kneeling close to his General's head to emphasise the question.
With a groan, Malik pushed himself back up and continued going. He took it much slower this time. Now that it was no longer a race, he presumably figured it was best to take his time to avoid slipping up again, particularly as his arms wobbled on each upward push.
As he moved on to the sit-ups, he clenched hard again, but the dildo was just too slick and popped out once again. Almost crying, Malik lay flat on the floor, breathing heavily. "I can't start again." he whimpered.
"Well I think you've done enough of the push-ups and sit-ups. Why don't you just move on to the jumping jacks." Benny offered. He grinned along with the other Generals, knowing Malik would want to try, but was almost inevitably doomed to failure.
"Okay Sir." Malik said, climbing up onto his feet with the dildo in hand, receiving more slippery gel from the Master. He squirmed a little as he pushed it in once again, his cock twitching simultaneously.
He did his first jumping jack and even with the blindfold looked visibly relieved when it stayed in. Benny walked round behind him as he jumped for the second, clenching desperately as it started to slide out. He went again, and again, and again, but on the sixth, it fell to the floor.
"I give up." Malik said frustratedly.
"Are you sure?" Benny asked with a grin. "I mean, the punishment for giving up is pretty harsh!"
Malik scowled. "Whatever, just do it!" He said, pulling off the blindfold. "What's my forfeit?" he asked moodily.
"Sit down." Benny ordered, patting the middle seat of one of the sofas.
Wearily, Malik obeyed, eyeing Benny suspiciously.
"And you two." Benny added, indicating the seats either side of him.
Roger and Wesley sat as instructed as stood behind the sofa and leaned over Malik's shoulder, rubbing his hands down the young man's hairy chest. He tweaked both nipples and got a chuckle of delight in response. "You're such a fan of edging, Malik, but I don't think I've seen you on the receiving end for quite some time. So we're going to change that. Come on guys."
The other two Generals didn't need any more prompting than that, they quickly set about teasing their colleague who whimpered in response to their touches. Already aroused by Benny's assertiveness and the prostate stimulation from the exercise/dildo combo, he was ready to cum surprisingly quickly.
"Ah, how long.... are you gonna.... ah." he moaned as Wesley's finger teased his dangerously close.
"I wouldn't wanna ruin the surprise!" Benny said happily.
As the edging continued, Benny and his other Generals returned to their normal conversation and drinking. Malik attempted to join in, but every time he spoke, one of them would deliberately do something to make him shudder or moan. Eventually he just gave up and sat there, eyes closed, waiting to finally be allowed to cum.
An hour passed and still they continued. Malik had started getting more and more frustrated, even attempting to stroke his own cock so he could finally cum, but that had simply resulted in his hands being restrained behind his back.
As they hit two hours, they heard noises downstairs, presumably some of the Boys returning home, but Malik was still held back.
"I think that'll do for now." Benny said as Malik shuddered from a quick single stroke to his cock.
"I... can cum?" Malik asked, looking to his side where Benny now sat.
"No, I never said that. Your punishment was the edging. Cumming isn't part of that!" Benny said dismissively. "Of course, now you've got the bigger punishment, haven't you!"
Malik whimpered and leaned against Benny, resting his head on the boy's shoulder. "Please, no more."
"Oh Malik, you know begging REALLY doesn't work on me!" Benny said, shoving him away. "Anyway, where were we?" Benny asked, looking to continue a previous conversation with Roger.
Malik watched impatiently as the other three continued chatting, ignoring him completely. Gradually, his cock started to soften, a relief in itself, but he still needed to cum. His balls felt ready to explode.
"Oh, looks like he's ready." Benny said with a grin as he noticed Malik's flaccid dick. He headed for one of the cabinets against the wall, opened it up and grabbed something.
Malik stared in terrified shock as he realised what it was... a chastity device. He jumped up onto his feet, wobbling a little with his hands still restrained behind his back. "Oh no, no way. I'm not going in one of those!" he insisted, backing away.
Benny looked to Roger and raised his eyebrows slightly. Roger got the idea and jumped up, quickly grabbing Malik and holding him still. As Benny approached the frustrated man, he kicked out at his Master to try and keep him away, but soon found Wesley holding onto the leg, preventing another attempt.
Silently, ignoring Malik's pleas to stop, Benny put the device on, locked it and dropped the key in his pocket. Roger released him and he just glared at Benny.
"How long do I have to wear this?" he demanded angrily.
"Until I remove it!" Benny said flatly. He moved closer to Malik, until his face was just inches away from his General's. He grinned wickedly, eyes narrowing. "But it may be a while. You see, this is what happens when I.... get angry!"
Malik gulped, suddenly regretting his earlier taunts, but feeling a renewed shudder of excitement. Spending so much of his time in the house as a Dom, it became quite easy to forget just how much he also enjoyed being a Sub. He found himself quietly glad of the device, knowing that until Benny saw fit to remove it, it would be a constant reminder of his place... below Benny!
"Th... thank you Sir." Malik stuttered.
Malik's hands were finally released and the three Generals dressed as they heard even more noise from downstairs.
Benny gestured to Roger and Malik. "You two head downstairs and get everyone settled back in for the night. Sounds like it's getting a bit lively down there. I'm gonna head to bed, so I'll see you both tomorrow." He ordered firmly.
"Yes Sir." they both replied before heading out of the room.
"What d'you want me to do?" Wesley asked, wondering why he had not been sent down too, but figuring it was most likely to avoid any further conflict with Charlie.
"Come with me." Benny said as he headed for the door.
Wesley followed and looked thoroughly confused as Benny headed for his bedroom. He looked round nervously as he entered. Roger often went into Benny's room, and he knew the Boys had their daily wake-up call/breakfast delivery, but aside from that, few people ever entered there.
"What am I.... doing in here?" Wesley asked nervously as he closed the door behind him and stood motionless on the spot.
Benny knew the real reason. 'Because I get lonely in bed and I want a cuddle' he thought, but avoided saying it. He had seen how much his Generals had enjoyed his show of assertiveness earlier and he wasn't about to undermine that now by showing any weakness.
"For my entertainment!" he said with a devilish grin. "Now get you clothes off."
Wesley quickly obeyed, but his eyes remained fixed on Benny as the boy stripped too. He, like most of the house's residents, didn't get to see Benny naked very often so he was transfixed by the novelty. As he stared at his Master, already so young, he realised exactly how youthful the boy looked.
Sometimes, amongst all the orders and discipline and punishments, it was easy to forget that he was, at the core of it all, just a sixteen-year-old boy. His bare, smooth body made him look even younger, perhaps that was why he remained covered most of the time. As Wesley stared, he realised that the boy, physically, was so far from his usual 'type', yet his own cock was rapidly stiffening at the sight of him. It only took moments to figure out it was simply the young Master's personality, his confidence, his power that was arousing him.
Benny lounged across the bed, staring at the naked man, drinking in every detail. His previous thought of 'I want a cuddle' had quickly been replaced in his head by 'I want to fuck him til he screams'.
The Master raised his eyebrows then quickly looked down at his own erection, before looking back to Wesley. "Well it's not going to suck itself, is it!" he said, shaking his head.
Wesley jumped at the words, striding across the room before jumping onto the bed and burying his face in the boy's crotch, immediately taking the entire six inches in his mouth. Benny lay back and closed his eyes, allowing his Boy to work. He considered reaching down to grab Wesley's head, to start fucking his face, but decided it was nice to just let him work at his own pace for now.
Wesley was an exceptionally good sucker, using both lips and tongue to tease his Master's cock, occasionally pulling it out to lick or suck on the boy's smooth balls, his hands gently caressing everything from shins to shoulders.
"Mmmm, ah yeah, good boy!" Benny moaned happily as he felt an orgasm approaching. "Mmm, I'm gonna cum."
Wesley pulled the boy's dick from his mouth right at the last moment, pointing it upwards to make the boy cover himself in his seed. The Master's prick had barely stopped twitching before the eager General's tongue was on his body, lapping it up, enjoying the feeling of smooth flawless skin.
Once he was licked clean, Benny sat up, grabbed Wesley's shoulders and threw him round onto his back. He climbed on top of him, looking down at the still-nervous young man and started playing with his nipples. A smile spread across Wesley's face as he began to moan from the teasing, overjoyed at being touched by his Master.
Benny leant down and planted his lips onto Wesley's, the two kissing passionately for just a moment before Benny started moving down, kissing the Boy's neck, shoulders, chest, stomach. Wesley gasped as he felt his rigid tool enter Benny's mouth. His hands reached out to the sides and grabbed handfuls of bedding as his back arched.
"Oh Sir." Wesley whispered between whimpers of delight. "Yes, Sir, that's so good!"
The Boy's moans soon had Benny hard again, not that it took much. After spending a couple of hours with his three naked Generals, he was ridiculously horny. The boy's moans were just spurring him on even more.
He released Wesley's cock, sensing he wasn't far from cumming, then reached over to his night stand and opened a drawer. He pulled out some lube and had to stifle a grin as he saw the look of wide-eyed excitement on Wesley's face.
After a quick application of the slippery gel, Wesley eagerly pulled his legs back in preparation for his Master. The younger boy quickly pushed his cock inside the eager Sub, the two of the moaning in excited synchronicity. He started fucking, slowly at first but gradually getting faster and faster.
"Oh God, that's... oh, yes." Wesley whimpered happily.
Benny was panting, his second orgasm taking frustratingly long to achieve. He stared down at Wesley, the Boy's face flushed, a look of pure reverence spread across it. "Do you love your Master?" he demanded.
"Yes." Wesley replied happily. "Yes Sir."
"Then say it." Benny added, gasping as he continued thrusting.
"I love you Master. I love you Sir!" Wesley called out happily.
"Good Boy!" Benny replied with a huge grin. He pulled out and moved forward a little, resting his cock on top of Wesley's. He wrapped both hands around them together and gave a few quick strokes.
Simultaneously, they both ejaculated, Wesley's massive load mixing with Benny's smaller one and coating his torso with white goo. Benny continued stroking for a few seconds after he had finished cumming before letting go. Wesley was staring at him, a look of pure joy and exhilaration. There had been niggling doubt when he heard the Boy's words, wondering if he was just saying it out of duty, but it was so clear now. Wesley did love him, he loved his Master.
Benny lowered his face to the Boy's stomach then slowly moved up his body, sucking up as much cum as he could on the way before delivering it to Wesley, whose lips parted eagerly as his Master approached. The cum mixed with saliva and found its way down both of their throats as they kissed. Once it was all gone, Benny rolled away and sat leaning against the head of the bed.
They both remained silent, catching the breaths and coming down from their post-orgasmic high. Benny reached across and ran a hand through Wesley's hair, prompting the Boy to look up at him.
"Should... I go?" Wesley asked nervously.
"Do you want to go?" Benny asked quietly.
Wesley pursed his lips, looking away for just a second before looking back and gently shaking his head.
"Good Boy." Benny said with a smile.