THE ALEX SERIES, BOOK 3: "Brandon's Bosses"
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Chapter 42. Tuesday morning: Brandon comes home.
Michael and Gary were informed that Brandon would be delivered back to the house at 9 am this morning and that both Brandon and Michael have the day off from work so the three of them can relax together. Michael, of course, is naked while Gary is not. They are sitting a breakfast which Gary cooked and enjoying their coffee when they hear the limo pulling up to the house. Gary rushes to the door and sees Brandon slowly getting from the limo and carrying a case with him. Brandon, of course, is naked. Gary rushes out to help him with the case and together they walk into the house and shut the door. Brandon begins to cry, he is so happy to see Gary here with him and safe and settled. Gary immediately asks Brandon to turn around so he can see the damage from the whipping the slave had received Friday night. There are still prominent marks on him, but nothing needing serious attention. Michael greets Brandon with another hug and Brandon asks him if he has any pain killers and tells them he was denied them for the three days after he was whipped. Michael runs up to his room to get something that Oscar had given him and brings it down for Brandon to swallow with water.
Gary goes to get his friend a cup of coffee and then the three of them sit together simply enjoying one another's company. Despite the obvious signs of the whipping he had received, Brandon looks great. Very rested and clear-headed, and just so happy to see his two friends that he frequently breaks into tears.
"I want to know what you did that was so bad that they used a single-tail whip on you," insists Gary. "I was down in the dumps and feeling overloaded, so I cancelled a date they had set up for me without going to them first. I was punished for two things: first, not to go to them first, and second, cancelling a date they had set up for me. I'll never make those mistakes again, let me tell you."
"then the punishment worked, Brandon," says Michael. For the first time, Brandon notices both of the collars Michael is wearing, both the leather one and the chain one. He's surprised at what he's seeing because Michael had repeatedly said he'd never have a Master, that he wanted to be free and on his own.
"What the heck happened, Michael, to turn you into a collared boy?"
"Oscar happened."
"Vanilla Oscar?"
"Not-so-vanilla-any-more Oscar," answers Michael. "He suddenly became the best Dom I've ever met, and Sunday he brought me to one of his friends to get some lessons in techniques, if you know what I mean."
"I could hear him howling Sunday night, let me tell you," says Gary. "Actually, I jerked off listening to the noise."
"You didn't!" exclaims Michael, embarrassed.
"Nah! I just wanted to yank your chain," laughs Gary.
"Please don't yank my chain," answers Michael. Oscar did enough of it last night."
They all laugh.
"My life was so calm and stable, and I didn't have to worry about any rules or serving anyone," says Brandon. I got to do a lot of writing, and it was good for me. The Masters are indeed wise: giving me some quiet space has done me a lot of good. the first day was difficult because I was so easily bored, but then Sunday and yesterday were much easier to handle and the writing really started to flow. I filled 1 ½ journals."
"Are we going to get to read them?" asks Michael.
"Definitely not, guys. sorry. Too much about both of you in them. Thoughts I don't think I'm ready to share. The Masters told me that the journals would be private and that even they wouldn't read them."
"Maybe you should just burn them," suggests Gary.
"Not a bad idea unless there's something you really want to keep," says Michael.
"I'll look though them. There are a couple parts I might want to hang on to. Thanks for the idea, guys" says Brandon.
The doorbell rings. The nude boys scramble and Gary answers the door. It's Nana.
"I'm not going to come in, sweetheart, but I just wanted to lend you this in case you need anything. I'm sure your parents only let you keep what you had with you at college," she says, handing him an envelope full of cash. "Use what you need and share the rest with the other boys. And I want you all over for dinner tonight around 6 pm, okay?"
"sure, Nana, and thank you so much for this. You have no idea what they took away from me. Stuff that can never be replaced from my childhood as well as most of my best clothing."
"I have a good mind to go over there and give them a piece of my mind," she says.
"No, Nana, please don't. I'd rather that nothing focuses their attention back on me. They're going to have a fit when they find out where I'm living."
"serves them right, honey. Well, I'm glad you're safe and in a happy place and please know that we all love you. Don't hesitate to contact any of us if you need anything."
"Just a job, Nana," Gary answers.
"I wouldn't worry about that right now. Just settle in and relax after your ordeal. I'm sure things will work out for you. Even the rotten stuff always seems to work out for the best. I'm going to run now. Tell the naked boys they don't need to go put pants on," Nana laughs as she turns to go back to her car.
Gary closes the door and the "naked boys" come running over. "We heard all of it," says Michael as he turns to Brandon. "Your Nana is unbelievably amazing," he says to Brandon.
"You mean our Nana," answers Brandon.
"Oh my God, there's a thousand dollars in here," cries Gary, "and it's for all of us."
"Well then, I guess we're going shopping today," says Brandon.
"Are you allowed to take your collar off?" he asks Michael.
"The leather collar, yes. The chain can't come off. I have to hid it under a shirt," answers Michael.
Brandon takes a closer look. "Wow. Padlocked, even. And I suspect you don't have the key."
"No, I don't."
"This all looks pretty permanent, Michael. Considering your past history, I'm surprised you went for it."
"I'm sure I did the right thing, Brandon. Don't worry. "
"Gee, all I have to do is find myself a slave of my own" says Gary, "so we're all set up!"
"Slaveboy or slavegirl?" asks Michael.
"To be determined, dude, to be determined," says Gary cryptically, winking at Brandon, which makes him blush. "the one I want isn't available at the moment, but this is a new life in a new place, so who knows what will develop over time."
Up north.
Both Austin and "pup" have an early morning class but meet at the Rainbow Table for a late breakfast afterwards. Brian and Victor are there as well and say hi.
"Nice to see you here, Austin," says Victor. "I guess you finally came out. Congratulations."
"Came out to a point, but thanks."
"what do you mean to a point."
"I guess you haven't heard the stories circulating. Of course not, it's only 9:30 in the morning."
"what stories," asks Brian.
"About a certain new slaveboy eating my ass in public in the showers the other night," says Austin, winking at his pup.
"shit, I missed it. Wish I'd been there," says Brian. "And who's the new slave?"
"That would be me," says pup. "I've been turned by Andy and by this guy here," he says, looking admiringly at Austin."
"Turned? Andy? What's going on that I don't know about?" asks Victor.
pup looks to Austin. "Go ahead, pup, tell your story to these nice boys."
"I thought I was a Dom, so I went to Andy to get some pointers and he insisted that I get spanked to know what it was like. Turned out that it turned me on, and I kept going over there to get more pointers," he says.
"By pointers', he means training.'
"Yes, I guess. So anyway it was Andy who helped me realize that I was really meant to be a sub. That's when Austin came into the picture."
Victor puts two and two together. "Austin, weren't you always going to Brandon and Michael for bj's last semester? But I thought you were straight."
"I was, Vic, but then . . ."
"...then Andy told me I should start taking Brandon`s place sucking Austin's dick, so I did and then one thing led to another and we really hit it off well, so . . . "
". . . so now this pup is mine, and we decided we'd find our own way instead of relying on Andy because Andy was getting too rough with this tender boyfriend of mine," says Austin.
pup takes note. "You never called me boyfriend before," he says to Austin, who puts his arm around the pup's neck. Brian and Victor take note. "Holy good God," says Brian. This is so sweet. So he's your boyfriend and your sub as well?"
"Right," says Austin.
"So why do you say you're out to a point?" asks Victor.
"I'm strictly top," explains Austin. "Strictly Dom. Strictly Master over this one. Not interested in any other guys. It's just a case of the chemistry between us."
Brian starts to get the point. "so you don't suck . .
". . . right. No need to. This boy realizes there's only one cock that matters between us and it's his responsibility to keep it happy."
"Fucking hot!" says Victor.
"What's fucking hot?" asks Pierre, a new student from Montréal, here because of his father's job.
"Fucking hot that Jonny here is Austin's sub now and it's only a one-way deal."
"Pardon, please explain more. sorry I don't understand," says Pierre.
"Jonny blows Austin but doesn't get it back in return is the easiest way of explaining it, Pierre," says Brian.
"Ah, I see. Moi, I'm like that too," he admits. "Like to suck and that's all. don't want to get it back."
Victor takes a special interest in what Pierre just said.
"so you're a sub?" he asks Pierre.
"that means?"
"That means you do what you're told, submissive, only interested in serving the other guy who tells you what to do."
"bah! none of that. I like to fuck too. Not some guy's esclave . . .um. . . "
"Slave," says Brian. "that's what you mean."
"Ah oui, slave," agrees Pierre. "Not for me. Just because I like to suck doesn't mean I like to be ordered around like a servant," he says. "What I really like is to suck a guy until he finishes, then fuck him good and hard. But most guys can't handle that, I find. At home, it's different. I don't know about here."
"I guess most guys couldn't handle that," agrees Brian. "I know I couldn't."
"Not sure if I could either," says Jonny.
"Well you're not going to find out, pup, cause you're never getting sucked off again. Just fucked whenever I want, baby," Austin says to him, kissing him on the cheek.
"oo la la," exclaims Pierre and they all laugh."
"speaking of getting fucked, when's your next class, pup?" asks Austin.
"Not until 1, Sir."
With that, Austin stands up so pup does as well. They say goodbye to the others and leave for pup's room."
"Wow!" says Brian. Wait until Ted hears about this!"
"So they are, what do you say, Master and slave?" asks Pierre.
"It seems that way. Something new, actually."
"Not for me," says Pierre.
"To each his own," we say, " says Brian."
Meanwhile, back in pup's room, he finds himself over Austin's jeans-clad knee, being spanked with Austin's wooden hair brush and breathing deeply while Austin covers as much area as he can just to warm up the slave's ass before he fucks it.
pup is moaning softly, grateful that Austin isn't making him cry out. "So nice, Sir, so nice."
"see, baby, you don't have to be brutalized every time you're over someone's knee. I just want you warm for the main event."
"you can have me any way you want me, Sir," moans pup.
Austin takes some lotion and rubs it into pup's ass and then slips a finger into his lubed hole as well.
"My pup," says Austin, using more lotion and another finger. "Your hole is meant for me, babe," he says.
"All of me is meant for you, kind Master," says pup. "Surprised you didn't call me `slave' in front of the others."
"All in good time, my boy, all in good time. I'll set the pace, remember, not you."
"yes, Master. It's okay I call you that?"
"Sure it is, babe, if it makes you feel good."
"It does, Master. I'm surprising myself."
"A nice surprise. I like it when you call me that, pup, especially when I'm getting ready to fuck you."
pup moans like the slut he's becoming for Austin.