Chapter 63
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Author's Note: Looking back I can't believe it's been since Sept 2023 (chpt. 57), when we last heard from Jamie about his first day working on the Mann farm. Allow me a moment to recap the chapters:
Chapter 55 - Jamie's first work day at the farm where he arrived late after having been forced to suck the Genaro brothers (James and Roberto). His father discovered he worked naked then expanded Jamie's punishment to working nude the entire week.
Chapter 56 - Monday after dinner Jamie's dad forces him to run down the street naked to the Soarer house where Jamie services the Soarer brothers and cousins. Jamie learns that Dean and Jeff sucked each other.
Chapter 57 - From Dean's POV, Jamie learns what happened to Dean's former bicha. Jamie also makes first film as 'payment' to Mr. Soarer.
Chapter 58 - bobby's night at Randolph's house.
Chapter 59 - Randolph's secret is outed to friends.
Chapter 60-62 were a preview of things to cum at Christmas six months in future. Did you like them? Were they kinky enough? Should I expand upon them or scale it back? I personally enjoy humiliating Jamie more than raunchy sex.
Now we go back to Jamie's story at Dean's house after the boys rested a bit from their first of many, many "payments" to Mr. Soarer of fun film making. (Something which should NEVER be done in real life.) Jamie is awaiting Dean's explanation of what he and Jeff did. Dean will be narrating this chapter of the story again. It was easier to write from his perspective. Then in the next chapter Jamie will resume telling about his naked work week.
Monday evening continued... from Dean's Point of View
I didn't have much time left, Bicha had to be home soon as it was getting late because he was getting up early for another naked work day. I had already heard from the Genaro brothers about this morning. They did exactly as I instructed. It was perfect. I told them they could make Bicha suck them off this week, but no butt stuff until Friday. I was pleased as his hole was healing so nicely. They had to let him get to work on time too. Mr. Mann won't tolerate Bicha being late everyday.
Farmboy Raymond called me late this afternoon and filled me in on today's activities. I knew Bicha blew Raymond 4 times and Darin twice. The rest of Bicha's week was going to get more embarrassing and he'd be in even bigger trouble, this time with the law. He would NOT like the punishment he received. I've worked it out with Papa's and Mr. Mann's help.
Tonight after dinner Jamie was forced by his father to run down the street, naked and boned. I knew I'd make that happen eventually. And he was hairless once again as it should be. He never thought his father would be the one to shave him. I was so happy. I loved when he told Dale and me about the car spotting him and his interaction with that family.
I wish our cousins Joe and Paulie hadn't stopped over because it took up what little time I had this evening. On the plus side, we worked over Bicha's balls tenderizing them with metal dog brushes. Afterwards, Dale 'let it slip' about Jeff sucking my dick. Guess I have to tell Bicha the story sooner than I was going to; no time like the present.
"Mestre', will you please tell me what happened with Jeff today? How did you get him to suck you off?" Bicha begged me.
"Alright, alright, alright, but you can't tell him I told you. I promised him I wouldn't. Of course, Dale never promised, so he is going to tell Matt, who will no doubt tell you, officially. Understand?"
"Yes Mestre'. I'll let Matt tell me."
"Good."
"Now, please. Please tell me what happened," he pleaded.
Pointing to my nuts, Bicha began suckling them while I told him, "Jeff showed up around 9 o'clock. Dale and I had it worked out before he got here that if he didn't remember, Dale was going to remind him he had two punishment days to cash in. Well that wasn't necessary as Jeff was raring to go when he got here. I almost laughed in his face he was so excited."
"He just grinned, grabbed his junk, and said, 'It's Punishment Day for you cocksucker,' with a smile a mile wide as he walked past me into the rec room. Even though I was happy to be serving him, I didn't want him to discover my secret and was more than willing to do whatever he wanted under the guise of being 'punished.' He told me, 'I'm going to bust your balls hard while I shoot my nut down your throat and up your ass, fucker.' This was turning out better than I had hoped."
"I needed to play along and offer some type of protest. I asked if he was serious."
"Sure am. Bicha gave me one and your mama gave me one. You are my sex slave today so get them clothes off BITCH," he ordered.
"I had to hide my smile as I pulled my t-shirt over my head. Sliding my shorts and briefs down together, I stood before him waiting his next order," I continued detailing today's events as Bicha licked under my balls. He was driving me crazy. Glancing at Bicha our eyes met as he was looking up at me with his pink tongue working my left nut before popping it into his mouth.
"Jeff barked 'Display' at me. He was really getting into it. I knew this was going to be fun. I just hoped he still thought it was when I turned the tables on him."
Bicha, who by now had both of my balls in his mouth, got a confused look on his face. Pulling my baby makers from his mouth he asked me, "Turn the tables? What do you mean?"
"Let the story come to you," I told Jamie as I shoved my gonads back in his warm, wet mouth.
"BAM! Jeff kicked me in the balls. Now I'm no pussy Bicha, you know my balls can withstand a lot of punishment. I still crumpled to the floor for effect. I knew Jeff would eat it up. He barked at me to 'display' again. He kicked my nuts eight times. I have to admit, after the sixth I almost came I was so excited."
Bicha sucked my nuts harder indicating I should continue telling my tale. "Jeff was like a kid in a candy store. He wanted to do it all and he practically did. First he wanted a blow job to take the pressure off his balls he claimed. He had ripped off his clothes when I was recovering from the final kick to my nuts. As I knelt there sucking his cock Dale snuck out of the room returning with the movie camera."
"What the hell man?" Jeff shouted.
"Relax," Dale tried to calm a nervous Jeff down.
"Dale told Jeff he might want to watch me be his slave boy as he didn't have that many chances to be in this position. Jeff agreed not knowing this morning was the only time he would get to use me as his bicha. He's so stupid. He never realized that he was being captured on film too. We made a great movie. Papa was very happy we made it. I told Jeff it would be a while before I could get it developed so he won't see it for some time." I could tell Bicha wanted to ask questions so I held the back of his head pressing his lips to my groin as he tea bagged me. "Let the story come to you," I reminded him again.
"Anyway, during the blow job, Dale told me to open my mouth for the 'money shot'. We had to make it look like we hadn't ever done this before for Jeff's benefit. He went along with every 'suggestion' Dale or I gave him. We even repeated a few things so Dale could switch to the camera for some magazine still photos."
"After Jeff spunked in my mouth he wanted to remove my pubes. That's when I offered him an additional day if he left my pubes alone. Fool. I kept my dick hair and he lost the few he had in the end." Dale and me laughed at my poor Bicha's confused face. [Author's Note - Dean isn't as well versed in the correct usage of 'I vs. me' as Jamie.]
"Jeff would now have three days and was super excited. He was so anxious to work my balls over bragging he was going to get me to beg him to stop. I figured it was time to set the trap. I told him, 'You wouldn't stand a snowballs chance in hell of withstanding half the shit you want to do to me,' I taunted. He's so gullible he said he could too. I knew I had him right then and there. I offered him a deal he couldn't refuse."
"Whatever he did to me, he had to half. For every challenge he won, I'd give him THREE extra days to punish me. If he lost, he lost or owed me ONE day. Those are pretty good betting odds 3:1 and he accepted. I knew Jeff loved to dish it out but couldn't take it. He's almost as big of a pussy as Richard is." Bicha smiled at that.
"Well for the entire morning, Jeff 'tortured' me. He did a fairly good job too. Though in the end he went from losing all his days to owing me three."
"WHAT?!" Bicha yelled out, his spit still coating my exposed nuts. "How the hell did he go from having three days to owing you three days in return?"
"Easy," I replied.
Dale asked him, "Bicha, do you think there isn't much your Mestre' can't do if he sets his mind to it? Look at yourself. Not only did he get your father to shave you from head to toe, but he made you run down the street naked and hard. And you have to work Mr. Mann's farm naked for a whole week. Did you honestly ever think any of that was possible?"
I could see the wheels turning in Bicha's brain. Lifting his head with my fingers under his chin I asked him, "Jamie, you know I love you. You also know you love the things I've made you do. I'm going to push and push and push you. I know one of your limits, which I'll never do again (referring to the shit stained briefs I had stupidly shoved in his mouth) and I hope to discover if you have any others. As long as we are having fun, that's all that matters. Are you ok with that?" I asked him. His soft smile told me I had him figured out correctly. He nodded his head. Continuing with my story I gently guided him back on my boys, they enjoyed the warmth of his mouth so much.
"The next thing Jeff did was put me on the tilting board. He wanted to use the cattle prod. I just knew there would be no containing him. I was right, he zapped my balls a dozen times. With a glance from me, Dale suggested to Jeff that he shove it up my ass."
"It took 9 jolts before I shot off. Jeff thought it was marvelous that I came hands free from getting my ass electrocuted on camera. Wait until you see it. I must admit, I think it was awesome too."
"Then he applied a lot of Ben Gay. And I do mean a LOT. The bastard coated my junk three times with a few fingers tips full. I kicked, screamed and hollered as my boy bits burnt for over thirty solid minutes."
I continued on with my story, "Dale then 'suggested' Hot Wax. Jeff was all over that idea. He was so excited by dripping candle wax on my nips and nuts while I was strapped on the board. He dripped some on my pits too. He even skinned me back, coated the tip of my dick in some melted wax, then pulled my skin forward sealing me shut. That was wicked."
"Once the wax cooled down and hardened it was time to remove it. Jeff worked up such a sweat as he whipped the wax off of me using a leather cat-of-nine tails. The whipping continued for a while longer as Jeff really got into it."
"Dale and Jeff had been drinking lots of water throughout my ordeal. By now they both needed to take a good piss. As Jeff filled my mouth with his liquid gold, Dale filmed it. Then they switched roles. Jeff nearly dropped the movie camera when Dale commented about me getting a turn later. I guess Jeff was so caught up on punishing me he totally forgot our bet. He wanted to get out of that portion by automatically giving up one of his three days. I told him not to be a pussy. He still wasn't convinced so I offered to let him 'win' that portion if he could swallow two mouthfuls, not my entire load of pee. He reluctantly agreed."
Talking about this afternoon's piss play had me ready to go now. When I told Bicha he simply moved his mouth from my balls to my dickhead and waited. Now truth was I wasn't going to make him drink it down but figured why the hell not. I released my load which he swallowed down. Ultimately it would be bobby who could gulp man brew like it was water but Jamie did his best with only a few drops spilling out. I did make him lick them up before returning to my nuts.
"Releasing me from the tilting board, Jeff had me get on all fours. The time had cum, he wanted to fuck me. But first, I had to suck him off so he would last longer. It must have worked because he managed to last 12 minutes even though he is very much Richard-like." We all laughed again at Richard's expense. "That would give me 6 minutes to pound his ass later."
"It was just past noon and Mama called us up for lunch. Half way to the stairs Jeff stopped us and whispered something to Dale. The two smiled at me, I figured this should be interesting. The little wank told me to stay naked as he and Dale put on some shorts and a t-shirt. I would be the only one eating in the nude. Guess Jeff wanted to embarrass me, as if mama hasn't ever seen me."
"Well, I have to hand it to him, Jeff suggested we eat outside in the backyard by the pool. Since our backyard isn't as private as yours, I kinda felt exposed like you must get. Though it was more thrilling to be out there with nothing but a hard-on on. I knew I wasn't going to get off that easy when we saw the mailman driving up the street."
"Really?! Jeff made you go to the mailbox naked?" Bicha asked.
"Yup. Naked, boned, and skinned back. You're cut so your dickhead is always visible, but for me and Dale that is the ultimate in humiliation. It was fantastic! When the mailman pulled up his eyes practically fell out of their sockets. He seemed to like it when I told him it was a dare. Then he shocked even me when he said, 'That takes some balls kid. Let's see how well they work. I dare you to beat that meat. Spray a load if you can.' My hand was on my cock in under a second."
"Dale, is he telling the truth?" Bicha asked.
"Sure is. Mama had gone inside and even got some pics of him doing it."
"Holy shit," Bicha exclaimed. "What happened next?"
"I got to tell you, Jeff can be a little devil. As I stood there next to his mail truck Jeff came wandering out laughing. The mailman asked if that was the buddy who dared me, I said it was. Jeff came right next to me, essentially blocking me from view if any cars came from around the corner, he' so dumb. He would have better to stand on my other side. Anyway, just as I was about to spray my load, the little fucker told me to catch it and eat it."
"My palm was dripping in spunk as I raised it to my mouth and ran my tongue thru it. I thought the mailman was going to shit his pants, or maybe even dump his own load by the way he was groping himself. Then Jeff surprised me more when he offered, 'Hey mister, want him to take care of that for you?' I gotta say Bicha, I was stunned myself at how well Jeff was doing."
********** Adult Scene ********** "Looking at his watch, the postal worker said he was ahead of schedule but wanted to know where. I figured I better take the lead on this so I told him to finish the first few houses on the street then he could park at the dirt service road which is near the far end of Mr. Mann's farm. Jeff and I hopped in and stayed out of sight in the back. Once he did the seven remaining houses, including yours Bicha, he parked his truck around the corner and joined us in back. He was already undoing his uniform trousers."
[Author's Note: The mail truck was traveling from the end of the street near Mr. Mann's house toward the beginning of the street. Remember, Jamie's house is the fifth house from the start, the Soarer's is the eighth.]
"What did he look like Mestre'?" Bicha asked.
"Oh he was probably a older than our dads, maybe 50 or 55 years old, white, and tall. I'd say he was 6 foot 4 inches at least and had a sturdy build on him. Definitely a football player back in his day, somewhere around 240 pounds of solid rock, hard muscle."
"Speaking of hard, by the time he walked back to where Jeff and I were, his clothes were already bunched up around his ankles. He stroked his member a few more times pulling his foreskin back and forth before telling me to 'get to work.' I sank to my knees and wrapped my hand around his girth causing him to moan in pleasure. Soon as I saw the first drops of pre leaking from his tip I knew what I was going to do. Hell, I knew it soon as we got in the truck."
"He shouted out, 'Oh Fuck' as I swiped my tongue across his sensitive glans. He had some nice head cheese which I immediately began lapping up. Shit, was it ever tasty. How I wish you weren't cut Bicha so you would get some too."
"Anyway, once his dick was cleaned I figured I'd go for broke and gobbled his 7 inches down my throat in one swoop. I heard him and Jeff exclaim, I don't know which one was more surprised. I bobbed up and down while working his hot, low hanging nuts in my hand. I was hoping for a big juicy load and boy did he deliver. By the amount of cum his balls blasted I don't think he had shot off in a month. I let some slip from the corner of my mouth so Jeff could see it. I wanted to put on a nice show."
"The mailman was quick to recover and redressed in record time. Thanking me he said he'd drive us back but Jeff said we could walk. He made me run down the street as he went by the cornfields so as not to be seen or caught with me. It was quite exhilarating. My cock was flapping around bouncing off my lower abs as I ran. Luckily, I made it without being seen."
"Or would you have wanted to be seen?" Bicha asked with a grin on his face.
I gave him a sly smile in return. "Maybe. It sure did make me horny exposed like that. I see why you get off on it Bicha. You'll be doing LOTS more of it this summer." Bicha grinned at the thought.
"When me and Jeff got back to my house he practically attacked me with questions, 'Why did I suck him? Why didn't I just jack his dick? Did I like it? Was I a fag like you?' I had to calm him down. I told him I wasn't a 'fag like you', though I didn't say I wasn't, you know."
Despite everything I did with and to Jamie, and even with what Papa knew about me, I still had a tough time admitting out loud that I am gay. Silly isn't it? Anyway, I told Bicha the rest of the story.
"I explained to Jeff that I knew he'd make me suck him off, cause that's what I would have made you do. Jeff agreed even though I don't think he had actually planned for me to do it. Regardless, I was happy to swallow the guy's load. It was thick and rich and creamy."
Bicha was tugging away at his own cock listening to today's events. I slapped his hand away telling him, "No, none of that. You can do that at home. Let me finish."
"So Jeff was now taking credit for 'making me' blow the mailman. He was happy and so was I." ********** End Adult Scene **********
"The postman told us he had better get going as he adjusted his still hard cock. Jeff and I went back to the house as he drove away. Mama said I did real good then gave us some ice cream for dessert."
"Now that lunch was finished, we switched roles and I followed the same order of tortures that he did. He had kicked me 8 times in the balls. If I could get him to cry 'uncle' before the fourth he would lose one day. Because he had his sneakers on when he kicked me, I wore mine too. I probably should mention I took the metal toes from some old work boots and put them in my sneaks, which totally crushed his nuts. It only took two strikes for him to lose the rest of today. The tables had turned."
"It was shock time now. Now here's the thing, Bicha. When it was used on you, the cattle prod charge was set on Medium. You should know never to underestimate me, because yesterday I had Dale set the shock lower than that. Jeff zapped me when it was on Low. Not that I couldn't withstand it at full power, because I have, trust me, I have. I'll even prove it to you if you want sometime. Anyway, Dale turned it to High when we ate lunch so when I used it on Jeff, it gave new meaning to 'chestnuts roasting on an open fire.' Even if it had still been on Medium or even low, I knew there was no way he was going to withstand 6 zaps to his balls, he's such a wimp. I just needed to be sure I won and he lost another punish day. He was down to one day."
Bicha's expression was priceless as he heard my confession. I had Dale take a picture over my shoulder of Jamie, his mouth full of my balls, naked and hard, with a look of surprise on his face. I love that picture to this day.
"Dean, that's not fair," Bicha said, spitting out my orbs once again.
"Fair! You've got to be kidding me Bicha?"
"Yes, Fair!" Bicha was 'shocked' at my admission. "You Cheated!"
"OK. So I cheated. All's fair in love and war. If I played 'Fair' me and Dale would never have blackmailed you in the fields across the street. We wouldn't be Mestre' and Bicha right now. Would we?" I asked him.
After a long pause Bicha agreed. "No probably not."
"Would it make you feel better if I proved to you I could take it? Dale, get the prod, set it to high."
"You don't have to do that Mestre'," Bicha told me.
"No, but I want to." Dale showed us as he set the cattle prod to its highest setting. I pointed toward Jamie who reluctantly took it from him. Spreading my legs further apart I began stroking my blood filled dick. "Go ahead, zap 'em."
Slowly, Jamie moved the cattle prod's tip to my ball bag. Looking me in the eye I nodded. I heard the trigger click before I felt the electricity travel through my nuts. Shit, I forgot how much the high level hurt. I kept stroking my dick, I was determined to keep my erection.
"Again." Jamie had to be talked into frying my stones five more times. Dale zapped them three times from underneath which hurt even worse. The final three I pulled the trigger myself, timing it so the cum erupted from my cock on the final shock as I wanked through-out my ordeal.
"Told you I was no pussy Bicha. Now lick up my cock snot," I ordered him.
When he finished eating my sperms, he asked, "So how did you 'win' the rest?"
Before I told him I pointed back to my balls which were getting cold no longer in his mouth. He surprised me when he said, "My jaw is getting tired. Now I'm cheating, enough tea bagging. Tell me the rest before I have to leave."
I was torn between reprimanding him and kissing him. I decided on the latter tasting my own boy batter on his lips. God, he was driving me crazy with lust. Jamie gave me a cute little look that pleadingly said, 'Please finish telling me what happened," so I resumed telling my saga.
"Silly Jeff thought he was frying my balls with three applications of Ben Gay. In truth they only mildly stung from the mint toothpaste we replaced it with." Bicha actually chuckled. "One dose of Ben Gay spiced up with a bit of some cinnamon oil and he was a wreck. I had to cover his balls with baking soda and baby powder to help ease his pain he was crying so much. He no longer had the opportunity to punish me. One more lost challenge and he'd OWE me a day."
"What was next? Oh, right, candle wax. Now here's the thing about that. Candles are made from different types of waxes, some burn cool, some hot. The ones he used on me stung but weren't extreme. He was not so lucky as the harder wax candle I used on him was fucking HOT." I enjoyed letting Bicha have a peak into just how devious my mind worked. I wouldn't tell him all my tricks, just enough so he would know when I meant business, I meant business. "Jeff now owed me one punishment day."
"Whipping the wax off me Jeff used a very soft and flexible leather whip. When he was strapped on the board I walked behind it and switched it for a very stiff leather one which actually had teeny tiny barbs embedded on the leather which bit into his skin. It was priceless hearing him beg for me to stop. That's when he caved for the fifth time, securing a second day for me."
Smiling I told Bicha how much I enjoyed guaranteeing I would win when it came time for Jeff's two mouthfuls of piss. "Fish, Asparagus, and curry sauce. I ate nothing but those all day yesterday and this morning. They make your pee very, very strong. Plus I drank very little today which left me being slightly dehydrated adding to the bitterness. I don't even think bobby would have enjoyed it." By the sparkle in Jamie's eye I could tell he wanted to test that theory. We would do so the next chance we got.
"Jeff scrunched his eyes closed so tightly as I told him to open his mouth while I tilted the board horizontally so I could fill his mouth to the brim. I don't know if he thought if he couldn't see it happening it wouldn't be so bad or if he didn't want to see me actually bringing my cock so close to his mouth."
"I told him to open his mouth and close his throat. Once he had a mouthful of my pee he could swallow. He made the mistake of holding it in his mouth so his tastebuds were assaulted by the full, bitter tasting piss. He spit it out and shouted, "Gross. I can't do it. You win. He would now be my bitch slave for three days."
He asked for me to release him. I just laughed and said if he agreed, I'd consider the rest of today as his first full day. Needless to say even Jeff knew to take that deal. The first order of business, finish drinking the rest of my sour pee." Jamie's eyes went wide open. "Yeah, I know, not fair. Boo Hoo."
"Jeff begged 'no' but I pinched his nose close and told him to open wide. I filled him up with some more, then I had to fill a tumbler with the rest as my bladder was bursting by now. He was a trooper and managed to get the first mouthful down. He chocked so much I just poured the rest over his face allowing him to wallow in my waste water."
"The first order of business was to remove his pubes, the little he had. Dale, how many do you think he had, 3 maybe 4 dozen wispy hairs over his dick?"
"If that. None on his balls either," Dale answered.
"Though we still shaved his sack. I'm thinking he might never have pubes again, much like you and Ian. I'm sure I can get him to 'lose' more days to me," I laughingly suggested. Bicha absent-mindedly rubbed his hand across his smooth pubic mound when I mentioned his baldness.
Jamie smiled telling me, "You are an evil bitch Mestre'. I love it..." then looking sheepishly down said, "and you too."
"Will you still love me if I keep you just as smooth?"
Bicha's eyes went wide at the thought. Then he gave me the response I wanted to hear, "Yes."
"Good Bicha," I said leaning in to kiss him deeply. We tongue dueled for a few minutes.
That was until Dale cleared his throat. I looked at him and he winked at me. I winked back. Dale understood me better than anyone in this world. More importantly, he had my back and I had his. It was his turn for a good tonsil cleaning. A minute or two later Jamie leaned in so the three of us could swap spit for a few more minutes. Bicha was the first to break it off asking me to finish my story.
"Ok, Ok." Ever the horny one, Bicha maneuvered himself between Dale and me and began fisting our cocks as I finished telling my tale.
"Anyway, once Dale and I removed Jeff from the tilting board I knew what I wanted next, and boy oh boy did he hate it. I thought for a moment he was going to get dressed and leave. Of course we had hidden his clothes so he would have had to go home like you Bicha, NAKED."
"What did you have him do Mestre'?" Bicha asked.
"I had him rim me," I said proudly.
"No fucking way!" Bicha exclaimed. "Really!?"
"Yup. He wasn't very good at the start, but I encouraged him by holding up the Ben Gay tube. After that he practically shoved his entire tongue up my ass. I was nice and had cleaned out for him so I don't know why he bitched so much," I laughed. Dale and Bicha joined in.
"Here's the part you've been waiting for Bicha. I then ordered Jeff to blow me. He did so without uttering a word. Guess he resigned himself to his fate figuring it was better than eating my ass anymore. He was pretty good for a beginner. His teeth only brushed against my cock twice. He'll get better. His face was priceless when I filled it with thick, white, fresh, hot cum. Dale captured it all on camera."
I can't wait to see the expression on his face when I show him the picture of him sucking my dick. I might even ask Papa to put that on a magazine cover." I was testing the waters with Jamie for his reaction.
"Man, you can't do that," Bicha exclaimed, "that's just mean."
"Yes I CAN. Serves the little fucker right," I laughingly told Bicha. "Listen Jamie, you and I just made a 'payment' sex film. There are going to be stills in a skin mag too. Do you think you can handle that? They'll probably only be sold in Europe." Ok, so that part I lied, they'd be sold in the States too. Jamie didn't need to know that now.
"Well, I already told your father I would, so I guess," he said tentatively.
"Jeff will handle it too. Trust me."
[Side Note from Dean: In November, Bicha freaked when I presented him a gay boy-on-boy magazine with his picture on the cover. When push comes to shove, it's one thing to be talking about publishing these XXX mags, quite another to see your mouth stuffed with someone's dick as you kneel naked before him with your own boner. He got over it when I reminded him they were only distributed in Europe and now Asia too. (Fingers crossed.) Plus he absolutely loved the inside spread of pictures where we did all sorts of nasty things.]
"The finale was of course him losing his anal virginity. He must have been expecting that because he complained less about that than the rim job. Dale and I took turns fingering him, really opening him up. I think he was worried we would fist him, but he is far from ready for that. For now."
"Shit," Bicha said, not believing what he was hearing.
"Let me tell you Bicha, Your ass is the best, hands down."
"Thanks," Jamie whispered modestly.
"But it sure was nice tapping a nice, tight, new hole. Believe it or not, I went really slow. I pushed in one inch at a time. When I bottomed out we both groaned, him from the fullness, me from my cock being gripped tightly in a fresh, warm love muscle. I let him adjust to my dick for a minute or so then pulled back telling him to relax. It was time."
"BAM! I slammed into his asshole and he grunted loudly though he never screamed. I pumped away for a good 18-20 minutes which allowed my boys to recharge after firing off from the blow job. I didn't want his first time to be too traumatic but couldn't resist the urge to have him experience his first spit roast. So Dale fucked his mouth."
Bicha was wide eyed listening to the deflowering of Jeff. "Don't worry," I told Bicha, "Dale set up the movie camera and we got it all on film. We warned Jeff when we fired off filling his holes at the same time. He groaned and we watched his Adam's apple go up and down as Dale's swimmers traveled down to Jeff's stomach. I seriously considered making him clean my cock with an ATM but didn't want to push him too far too fast. Instead we pulled out of his ass and mouth wiping our dicks across his face praising how good he did. For the briefest of moments he smiled."
"That's it. I told him he could go. He was none too pleased when I open the door and gestured for him to leave. Dale tossed him his sneakers before we shut the door on him. Peaking out the window we saw he had both hands clasped in front of his junk as he headed down the cornfield, nude like you, his head whipping all around hoping he didn't see anyone or more importantly, nobody saw him."
"See. I told you, Easy Peasy. Jeff never had a chance. He now owes me two more days, for now, where I can punish him. I won't be using the extra special methods I used today, but I will have fun. Wait, let me think about this. How about if I give Matt one, he deserves it. Maybe you should take one too, Jeff would hate that. Yes, Done deal. You get one too."
"Thanks Mestre'," Bicha said. "I'm sure Matt will appreciate it too. Are you sure?"
Yes. Besides, Jeff will be so desperate to get out of serving those two days I'm sure he'll agree to bet some more if I offer him good odds again," I roared with laughter.
"You gonna cheat again?" Bicha asked.
"To be determined," I smiled back at my beautiful Bicha boy. "Time for you to head home. You have work tomorrow."
"Don't remind me."
I gave him one last good night kiss then sent him on his way. It was just going on 9:00PM and almost dark so he was relatively safe running home still naked and boned. I never gave him the chance to release a load. I knew he'd do that before going to sleep. I had certainly given him enough to think about while wanking in bed. Besides, I wanted him to run home naked and boned, just like he ran down here.
There was just enough time before it was unacceptable to call the Archer house so I asked Dale to ring Matt and give him the short version of today; Basically that Jeff gambled and lost his days and that I had fucked him. Dale said he'd tell Matt the longer version another time. Matt was super happy with the news and said he'd be getting some ass tonight for sure. Dale and me smiled before jumping into my bed where he fucked the daylights out of me, twice. I licked his cum covered cock clean then we snuggled up close together for a good nights sleep.
To Be Continued...
Author's Note: Did you like getting inside the mind of Dean? I'm writing some chapters ahead of time so there won't be a three month lapse in posting like last summer. I'll post one every month. I'm several chapters ahead already toward that goal. As always, please let me know what you liked, disliked, and any suggestions you have. Send comments to: DeansBicha@gmail.com