Thanks for the support for the first story. By several email requests, I've written a new chapter. Hope you enjoy it.
Daddy Matthew's Weekend Slaves Chapter 2
The soreness from his ass woke Mark up. Mercifully unrestrained, he pulled himself up to a crawl and made for the bathroom. His legs were too unsure to carry him fully upright.
Mark turned the cold tap on to fill the tub and made his way to relieve himself. The bath tub water was freezing, and the shock gave his burning hole fast relief. Remembering his dehydration, he drank the cold bath water.
Mr. Matthews had been up for hours, excited to welcome the day's guests. He watched Mark through the bathroom cameras, glad to see the boy caring for himself. He spent the morning creating a few days of clips to upload online to promote his business. Word had traveled through the networked circles of Telegram, and now there was a wait list for an hour or two with his boy. Customers either chose a group experience sharing the boy, which left room enough for everyone to have a couple rounds of fun or a one-on-one session to explore their flavourful kinks in private.
There were rules. Promises made to Mark about no permanent damage and clients must be willing to appear on camera. Fortunately, bruised and pummeled didn't have to be permanent.
A little after 10am the doorbell rang, right on time. Mr Matthews opened the door to two muscular giants. Each built one like Icelandic strongmen.
"Is this where..." the bearded strongman trailed off.
"What my brother means is, hello there. Are you Mr. Matthews?" the shorter, clean-shaven one asked.
"Come on in gents. You're in the right place." He led them through the foyer, down the stairs, and into the cellar. "Your request was to have him strapped in at first. If you give me a moment, I'll ensure everything's in order."
Mr. Matthews opened the bedroom door and went inside. Mark had since made it back to bed. "Good boy, right where I left you. You've got some visitors. After that if you're a good boy and our guests are satisfied, maybe you'll have earned some lunch".
"Thank you, Daddy".
It was always straight to business with Daddy Matthews, Mark thought.
Mark knew the drill. He stretched his arms out toward the restraints, and Mr. Matthews tied him in.
"All set, boy, and remember to smile for the camera." He moved toward the door.
"Sir, please." He pled softly. "Please".
"Ahh, yes. Lube?"
It was easier on Mark when Mr. Matthews lubed his hole before the clients. Some clients weren't as generous with KY Jelly. Sometimes, spit would be the most he'd get. All he could do in his restraints was grit his teeth and bear it.
"Sure, son. You earned it".
Mr. Matthews squeezed the tube directly on Mark's sphincter. Mark didn't have more than a second to savor the cold jelly before Mr. Matthews started working two fingers straight into his hole.
"Ahhhh-ha-ha ow ow". Mark buried his face into the mattress. His hole was still tender and swollen from yesterday's punishment.
The strongmen outside the door could hear Mark's moans. Their jeans tightened with each and every groan and growl.
"Your ass must be sore, son."
"Yes, Daddy. Still sore." No sense in hiding it, Mark thought. Anyway, he knew if he said he wasn't sore, Daddy Matthews would fix that real fast.
"There we are." Mr. Matthews stood back up and turned towards the door. "One sloppy hole ready for our guests."
Mark lay face down on the mattress with his eyes closed. Best not to see what's coming.
Outside the room, Mr. Matthews reminded the gentlemen about his rules. He encouraged them to give the cameras a good show.
"Here you are, lads. Marky's ready and waiting to get his guts smashed. I'll leave you to it." Mr. Matthews closed the door behind him as he left.
"My name is Sven, and this is my brother, Eric," the clean-shaven giant said.
"Hello." Marked dared to take a peek at the men.
Eric and Sven were already undressing. Mark stared through squinted eyes with anticipation to see what the muscle men were working with. He was sore and knew he should be hoping for below-average dicks. But these men looked like they were built by gods. With their trousers off, Mark could see the bulges in their briefs. Those weren't dicks. They were hammers. Blood shot to Mark's dick. His body wanted this, but he knew he was about to get wrecked. Anyway, he should have known Daddy Matthews would vet his guests for big cocks. Better for the cameras.
"Would you look at that tight ass?" Eric said.
"Not gonna be tight for long," Sven smirked.
Eric whacked Mark's rear end.
"Ahh," the slap caught Mark by surprise.
Thwack.
Another slap.
Thwack.
Mark squirmed and pushed his ass up to receive another blow.
"Look at that bro. He likes it."
"Does he now? Mark, you like getting spanked?
"Yes. Please sir"
Thwack.
"Please, what?"
Thwack
"Plea--"
Thwack
"Spank me, sir"
Thwack
His pale white cheeks had gone cherry red.
"Let me have a go," Sven said.
The two giants perched on either side of Mark's ass.
THWACK.
Sven's slaps were harder than his brothers and it brought tears to Mark's eyes.
"You do one, I'll do one," Eric said.
Thwack.
THWACK.
Thwack.
THWACK.
Thwack.
THWACK.
"Ohh fuck. Ohh. Oww. Oww." Mark cried with each blow.
Sven grabbed Mark by the hair and pulled his face from the mattress.
Thwack.
Eric resumed his slaps.
"Ahh ow," Mark whimpered.
Mark's face was nearly as red as his ass, and the tears had begun to spill. His ass was still recovering from being fisted yesterday.
"Look at this, crying already."
"He's gonna do a lot of crying, I think."
Thwack.
"Ah, oww."
Sven let Mark's head go and returned his attention to the spanking.
"Here ya go, bro. Give him a spank here." Sven pulled Mark's cheeks apart, exposing his hole.
Thwack.
Mark cried and pulled against his restraints.
"Please. Mercy. Please."
"I think he's had enough, bro," Sven said.
"I don't recall mercy being the safe word." His brother retorted.
THWACK.
Thwack.
Each man delivered another slap directly onto Mark's exposed hole.
Mark was fully sobbing now. His cock was half hard between his stomach and the mattress.
Thwack.
"Ahh. Oww. Please, sir. I'll do whatever you want."
"Is that so?" Eric smirked.
Thwack.
With this blow, Eric dove a finger into Mark's hole.
Mark moaned, tears still streaming down his face.
"Tight little hole you go here," Eric said.
"Not for long." Sven grinned.
"Fuck I can't wait any longer." Eric mounted Mark and leaned into the boy's ear.
"This is gonna hurt". Eric whispered.
Mark could feel the length of Eric's cock resting on his ass. Mark saw their cocks when they undressed. The beer can-sized girth had caused a bit of precum to slip out of Mark's cock. But how long did they get fully hard? Had to be at least eight and a half inches. Nine?
Eric rubbed some spit on his dick and pressed the head into his Mark's hole.
"Fuck." Mark let out an escaped breath.
Eric pressed into him a little further. Mark's hole put up little resistance. He could feel the strongman's cock forcing his hole open. He was getting deeper. He must be all the way in.
"Ah fuck, that's big."
"Youve got some inches left to take, boy."
"What?" This guy's cock couldn't be that much bigger than Daddy Matthews, could he?
Eric pushed in further.
"How big?" Mark's breath was catchy.
"Sven and I come from good stock." Eric chuckled. "We've each got a ten-incher for ya."
"Eleven." Eric corrected.
"Maybe ten and a half."
Eric pushed his way in to the hilt.
"I'm impressed, boy. Most twinks can't take half of my cock. Your ass swallowed me whole."
Mark moaned as he adjusted to the size.
"Fuck bro, you're not gonna believe how tight he is. Fuck, and he took the whole thing. Here, let the camera see."
Eric pulled out to the head and pushed it back all the way in for the camera.
"Ahh fuckkkkk," Mark pulled against his restraints.
Eric repeated the action a few times, giving his invisible audience a clear view. Now for the real show. The strongman pushed in and let his weight fall on Mark.
Mark moaned in ecstasy. It felt great to be this full. He needed cock like he needed air.
"You like getting tied up and fucked by real men?"
"Mmhmmm. Fuck meeee." Mark begged.
"You want it hard?"
"Pleeease."
Eric began roughly fucking the boy into the mattress.
"Fucking take it, you bitch".
Mark screamed like he was in pain, but it was pleasure that was overwhelming him. His G-spot was taking a rhythmic beating. They hadn't even played with his cock yet, which was fully erect and leaking precum.
Sven let Eric have a few minutes of fucking for the camera. But he needed his turn.
"OK, you've had enough fun. My turn."
Mark felt Eric withdraw. But the feeling of emptiness didn't last.
Sven mounted the boy and buried his cock to the base in one thrust.
Mark thought Eric had put his cock back in. Peaking over his shoulder, he saw Sven had taken Eric's position and had begun to hate fuck him into the mattress.
Fuck, Mark thought. Are their cocks the exact same size? I can't tell them apart.
Sven picked up the pace. His thrusts were so long and fast that they were almost bouncing on the bed together.
"Ohhhhhh holy fuck, sir." The battering continued on and on. Mark started thinking about Daddy Matthews watching him on camera. The thought of pleasing Daddy was almost enough to make him cum.
"Alright, I want in again," Eric said.
"I'm not done with him yet."
"Fuck, why don't we both take him then."
Mark opened his eyes at that. Was he about to get spit-roasted? Mark got harder at the thought of a ten dick fucking his throat.
"Let's get these restraints off him then." Sven started untying the cuffs. His cock was still buried in the boy's hole.
In one fluid motion, Sven flipped Mark into a reverse cowgirl position. His cock never slid out. Sven guided Mark down, fully impaling the boy on his cock. Mark could feel Sven's big balls under his own.
The new position gave Mark the opportunity to fully take in Eric's body. He was a muscle hulk with thick chest hair and trimmed pubes. He looked at Eric's huge cock, imagining all ten and a half inches down his throat.
Sven pulled Mark's legs back, exposing his filled hole to Eric and the cameras.
Eric scooched closer, pointing his cock at Mark's ass.
"Hey, wait a second, guys. What are you doing?"
Mark realized how vulnerable of a position he was in. His torso and legs were wrapped by Sven's strong arms. And he was fully impaled on a ten-inch beer can. He might as well still be restrained for all the moving he could do.
"No, wait a second, I can't take that too."
Eric's cock was pressing into Mark's sphincter. They were gonna DP him. No way would they fit at the same time. These two cocks would be way thicker than Daddy Matthews' forearm.
"Please wait a second." Mark tried to wiggle himself loose, but he couldn't move. Sven had become his restraints.
"Deep breathe, kid." Eric said as he pushed his cock's head in beside his brother's shaft.
"FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK OWWW OWWW. STOP. STOP PLEASE. FUCK."
Eric pushed a couple of inches further. Mark could feel his sphincter giving up the muscles in his ass, relenting entirely.
"Ohh, please, guys". The tears were welling up in his eyes again.
"Almost there," Eric said.
"Fuck bro, I can feel your cock sliding up against me."
"There we go. All the way in, boy."
Eric could feel his balls resting on Sven's. All three of them thought of the cameras.
"Just need a second, please."
Mark's breathy voice was strained. He hoped he wasn't bleeding much.
Eric leaned in and kissed Mark on the lips. He wanted to feel the boy's moans as he withdrew his monster cock and stuffed it back in.
"Ahh ahh ahhhh," Mark moaned into Eric's lips.
Sven bucked his hips a bit while Eric took long strides in and out of Mark's hole.
Mark had lost his erection, but the assault on his ass was one of the most incredible feelings he'd ever experienced. Two of the biggest cocks he'd ever taken in him at the same time.
"Ever been fucked by two cocks this big?"
"N-- no sir." Mark moaned, barely coherent. "Sooo big."
Sven could feel his brother's cock massaging his own as he pulled in and out. He was enjoying the steady rhythm but was jealous of the attention Mark's moans were giving to his brother.
"I wanna turn at breaking that ass."
"He's a tiny thing. Let's stand him up and pummel him together."
"Fuck ya." Sven agreed.
Sven let go of Mark's legs, and Eric slipped out of him. Sven let Mark roll off his cock as well. Mark reached under him and felt for the damage. He could feel his hole trying to retract but not able to fully close. No blood, he checked his fingers. Thank God.
"Up, boy." Eric and Sven were standing beside the bed.
Mark was unsure of his ability to get up, but the muscle men's impatience won out. They dragged him up, and he stood sandwiched between them.
"Are you ready for this boy?"
"Ready for what?"
Eric lifted the boy up from behind his knees. Mark's weight fell back on the giant man's chest. Sven guided his brothers dick into Mark's hole. Mark was impaled to the hilt in seconds.
Fuck, Mark realized. They're gonna DP me standing up.
Sven rested Mark's legs on his shoulders and guided his massive cock into Mark's hole. There was no resistance from the boy. His sphincter muscles had long since resigned.
"Fuck" Mark groaned.
The two men wasted no time and quickly fell into sync fucking Mark together. Sven buried his cock as deep as he could while Eric pulled out to his cock's head. When Eric pushed back in, Sven pulled out.
"Slower," Mark plead. "Please, just slower."
His cries went unanswered. Mark let his head fall back onto Eric's shoulders. He was entirely at their mercy. If they could hold him up like this and fuck him, there was little more he could do than let them.
"Fuck, guys, it's too hard."
"Your voice is saying no, but the fountain of pre cum leaking out of your cock is begging for more." Sven rubbed the boy's cock head and coated two fingers with precum. He brought the cum up to Mark's lips, and the boy eagerly sucked on them.
Sven brought his hand back down under Mark's ass to help his brother support the weight. Sandwiching the boy between them, the two resumed their unrelenting assault on his ass.
Mark's moans were louder now. He was getting close to cumming. Fuck, but he couldn't keep taking these two massive cocks if he shot his load first.
"Please cum, guys. You can cum in me, guys. Please, just fill me up. I can't take much more." He pleaded.
"Jerk that cock, boy." Sven demanded.
"I can't take much more guys. Please fill me up."
"I said jerk that cock boy". Sven growled.
"OK, OK." Mark's cock grew instantly hard when he started working it.
"Guys, you're gonna make me cum like this."
Sven and Eric had picked up the speed, fucking him in and out. Over and over.
"Ahh fuck guys, my pussy can't take much more. Please cum in me. Pleaseeee."
They liked the feeling of each other dominating the boy's ass, and neither wanted to admit how good it felt rubbing their dicks against each other. The sensation brought them both very close to shooting.
"Fuckkkkk." Mark shook and trembled. The two men could feel his hole tighten and contract as the boy orgasmed.
"Gonna cum, bro," Sven said.
"Me too," Eric said.
In one motion, they stuffed Mark to the balls. They could feel each other's orgasm unloading rope after rope into the boy's hole.
Mark's cock exploded. The first volley reached his face. The second shot missed Mark entirely, and landed on Eric's face behind him.
"Fuck ya." Eric grunted, still unloading into the boy.
Sven and Eric could feel each other's cum running out of the boy and onto their cocks and balls.
Sweaty and panting, the three held still. Eric slid out of the boy first, and the pair let Mark sink to the floor between them.
Mark looked up at the two men. He could see their cocks were dripping with each other's cum.
"Fuck." Mark panted.
"You're not done, boy." Sven teased. "I need to take a leak."
"Let's see the damage to that ass boy," Eric said.
Mark assumed the position. Face down, ass up. He listened for Sven's footsteps to head toward the bathroom. But Sven didn't move.
The boy's hole was pulsing, trying to adjust to being empty. It couldn't close fully, just like the night before, with Daddy Matthews fisting him before bed.
"Looks pretty wrecked to me," Eric said.
"Hold those cheeks open, boy. Stay just like that." Sven said, pointing his half-hard cock at the entrance.
Mark could feel the warm stream of piss filling up his hole and splashing over onto his balls, and finally puddling around him.
Eric joined in, pissing over Mark's back and head.
"Oh fuck that's good. Best fucking hole we've had yet, huh bro?"
"Sure is," Sven responded.
"Dirty little piss slut."
Sven looked at the camera, "Alright, we're done with him. He's all yours now".
The two gathered their stuff and left the boy to lie in their puddle of piss.
A few minutes later, Daddy Matthews opened the door.
"Whoo weee. Didn't you make a mess?"
"Sorry, Daddy." Mark lifted himself to his knees, knowing Daddy would be pleased with the footage. He wanted his reward for pleasing Daddy, whatever that reward was.
"You're gonna clean this mess up."
"Yes, sir". Mark bent his head low.
"Think you've earned a lunch break?"
"Yes, sir."
"Thirsty son? Heard you screaming and moaning from all the way upstairs. Your throat must be sore."
"Yes, sir."
Tell you what, you take a drink from me, and you can have some lunch".
Mark looked up to see Daddy Matthews fishing his cock from his jeans.
"Now you listen here. You drink every drop of Daddy's piss, and you can have your lunch. Every drop".
Mark didn't make a move; he just opened his mouth.
"I said every drop, you come over here and drink it from the hose."
Mark crawled closer and sealed his lips around Daddy Matthew's cockhead.
"Here it comes, boy."