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'SoLO ChRiStMaS | HaNNuKkaH' o4
WriTten by T. Chase McPhee
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After they had had their most delcious sex, Tomer tasting Pete, Pete reciprocating, they downed cream as if a delectable delight.
Tomer jokes, "the makeup person for our room is going to have a messy time cleaning up after us!"
Pete laughs, something the thirty-two year old hadn't done in a long time.
"Hey, you know what?"
They went from lying down to on their knees, facing each other, pawing at each other's arms, "what?"
Pete, about ready to caress Tomer, take him in his arms, reinforce his desires about love, when the door busts open, Gio, Jeremy and Marco entering, their boisterous manner announcing themselves.
"Hey, Tomer, I just got a text from mama, that we better get our asses there in a half hour, the food's ready to be set out on the table."
Jeremy addresses his slaveboy, "guess who's invited to Christmas dinner?"
Truly, Tomer thought Pete is Christian, but runs it by him anyway, "or Hanukkah, depending how you want to look at it?"
"No, Christmas is fine." Still rubbing hands up and down Tomer's fuzzy arms, "so, you're Jewish?"
"Is that going to be a problem for us?"
Jeremy was following the conversation closely as he dressed. For certain, after spending time, effort and resources on grooming a slaveboy, he wasn't into freely giving them away. However, after the awesome time he had playing threeway with Gio and Marco, he was willing to grant amenities.
One other thing, Jeremy was a 'hair' man, loving the patterns of a man's chest, stomach and how beautiful a chiseled stripe down the abs could make a guy superb according to the beauty of a vision of lifestyle. With these two he pictured seeing double!
Being Gio, Jeremy and Marco had dashed out the door to another motel room, they did the same on the return. Only exception, they left behind ounces of spunk in the shower drain and sweat washed off their bods.
Gio says, "uh, we can talk about religion later, you want to hit the shower Tomer. You know what it's like not showing up at mama's on time?"
Pete addresses Tomer, "you were late?"
"Tell ya about it in the shower," Tomer says, backing off the bed, grabbing Pete's hand and dragging him along with him.
One of the reasons Jeremy took Pete in, finding him destitute, sitting on a park bench, would later prove just how beautiful the man was at the time. Taken home and cleaned up, Jeremy couldn't decide if the shaggy beard should stay or go. He trimmed it up, along with the shaggy trail down Pete's abs.
Seeing Jeremy there in his briefs, inactive, Gio says, "penny for your thoughts?"
"I was just thinking," Jeremy continues dressing himself.
"About what?"
"Your boy and mine."
"Tomer is not my boy."
"Correction, your friend and my boy, they're getting kind of chummy, if you know what I mean?"
As Gio tries finding the inside outs of his tee shirt, he reflects, "yeah, they do look like they're getting kind of chummy. Tomer hasn't exactly had the greatest life, so if he takes a liking to Pete, looks like you'll have to set your slaveboy free!"
"Oh really, and who's going to cover the cost of his expenses?"
It's at this time Jeremy starts getting chummy all over again with Gio, which causes Gio to forget about feeding arms into his tee shirt.
"What expenses?"
"Well, when I found him on the bench, he only had one set of clothing in his duffle."
Mistaken, Gio says, "oh, I thought slaveboys went naked?"
"Not everyone perceives being held in captivity the same. My take on it, yeah there's a sexual part of it and trust me, Pete is a really good cock tantallizer."
"Oh? How's that go?"
"Trust me, Pete really knows how to work a man up into a full frenzy!"
Running it by Jeremy, Gio says, "like Marco was doing for you?"
"I have to admit, your boy certainly has a hot mouth and knows how to work a guy!"
"I tend to think it wasn't only his mouth that was giving you your jollies, Jeremy?"
They both laugh, knowing how Marco sucked both, but at the right time turned his ass to Jeremy's hard shaft.
"Yeah, I have to admit his ass was nice and tight."
All along, Gio was thinking things out, "would be a nice hanukkah present for Tomer, finding a relationship between the two. Frankly, I've known Tomer since we were both playing basketball in sixth grade and of all that time I've never seen him as happy as now."
It was a lot for Jeremy to give up, having found counseling for Pete, clothed him, restarted his life, "I think we can cut a deal."
"Deal?" Gio says, coming closer, "what wicked plot do you have spinning around in that mind of yours?"
Of the tee shirt Gio just clothed his chest in, Jeremy sneaks some digits up, underneath, "an even swap? Pete and Marco?"
He hadn't put his shirt on, Marco bending over to tie his sneaker laces, "sounds like a plan. I'd love to have you work me over, Jeremy, but?"
Not used to 'slaveboys' talking out of turn, or even daring to show input, Jeremy says, "really, Gio?"
"He's not my 'boy'. He's a friend. Besides, Marco, you saw the size of that thing, you'll be eating your words the next time Jeremy plugs your ass with his fat shaft!"
"Nah," Marco says, "nothing ever bothers this pain pig!"
Gio quips, "next time I should line my cock up next to yours before we fuck him?"
Before Jeremy could answer, Marco says, "bring it on, boys!"
Recalling back in the room, where Marco had a big taste of what Jeremy could be capable of, orally, Jeremy reflects on another subject, "y'know, he did take that strap across his back quite well?"
Marco had forgotten, even though the sting across his back and shoulders could still be felt, "sure could get used to an endorphin kick like that on a regular basis?" Then, standing, Marco teases, "okay if I put my shirt on, master?"
"No," Jeremy looks towards Gio, but attention on Marco, "you'll dress me first, boy."
Finding some humor in it, Marco says, "can you undress first, so I can work your clothes back on?"
To show he hasn't lost ownership just yet, Gio says, "me first, and oh, we've got like fifteen minutes before we have to leave, Marco?" Gio says, showing the time on his cell phone.
Call it a jealous move, or was it perceived as definite 'no', that Gio wasn't ready to lose his grip on Marco just now, "go warm up the shower for us, Marco."
"Yes, sir," Marco salutes, heading for the bathroom.
Jeremy knew Gio could be tough as nails, "I really dig that big tube of yours."
"Any time you want to suck up to me, Jeremy?"
The two get intimate all over again.
Jeremy pulls Gio's tee shirt, reeling him in for some closer action, "I was thinking of something more mutual?"
Poor Marco could do nothing but stand there and watch as his two dominants stood there lip-locking. After they had finished up dominating Marco with their dicks, loading him up from ass and mouth, it was he who never wanted what good time he was having to ever end.
Therefore, before they left the motel room they were in, he insisted on having hands bound behind his back, led out of the room as if a hostage. Well, that was the fantasy Marco wanted to play out, one in which he and Gio have play-acted-out over the years. Gio wasn't the only one who Marco allowed to play with his bod, but he was always there to make sure a guy didn't go too far!
Marco didn't, in reality, unload his balls, only sprung a leak, whereas he couldn't believe Gio and Jeremy didn't wake up everyone within a square mile, with their vocal exhibition, after Jeremy pounding his ass, Gio making him swallow.
Standing there, watching them French kiss while grappling with each other's dicks, Marco was bursting with wanting some attention, "hey guys, you know I didn't come yet?"
In saying, Tomer and Peter come out of the bathroom, towel-wrapped.
Tomer says, "hey guys, if you're going to take a shower, it runs hot and cold, but soon will probably run all cold, so you better get in there."
Dispersing with the lip-locking and hand-jobbing, Gio takes command, "if we walk into mama's house not smelling like a dozen roses, we'll get kicked right out on our asses!"
Marco yearned for them to stay, his cock working itself up into a frenzy via mind-control, "what about me, Gio?"
In passing by Tomer, Gio says, "do me a favor," he sweetly pokes him in the chest, "and handle that bitch?"
It was the first time anyone, let alone his best friend ever handed the joystick over to him and after gulping, "do him a favor?"
With Gio and Jeremy headed to the shower, leaving Tomer to handle Marco, Peter says, "don't be so hard on yourself."
"I guess," Tomer was not so confident.
For Marco, standing there, incapacitated, wrists cuffed behind his back, was on pins and needles, thinking what these two could do with him or 'to' him, given free reign.
Not which Peter wasn't watching out for himself, "I'll handle the oral and you, the anal."
Marco opinions, "oh yeah," like ten minutes ago, "like they say, two are better than one!"
There had been no better instruction for Peter, than taking orders from the man who took him in. Falling out of sync with life, losing his job and the admiration of his family, just for the small fact he is gay, it was Jeremy who brought not only life back into perspective, but allowed him the freedom to be the person he occasionally wanted to be, slave to sex and sadism.
On first meeting Jeremy, dozing on that park bench in the middle of nowhere, all it took was a 'hey' and after pulling the newspaper from shading his eyes, had an inner feeling this was not just a casual meeting. Actually, it was a town cop who alerted Jeremy, something between the two to both feed each others egos. There was more to it, but Jeremy never got around to telling what the connection was. It wasn't important to Peter. What was, is instead of winding up in a jail cell, he latched onto a tender master who knew what his wants and craves were.
From this experience, Peter derives his information, "here, get behind Marco and hold his arms. I'll show you something you can do."
Tomer thought Peter was good at giving orders, which began him speculating on what their future could hold, that is if it was true, that Jeremy was agreeing to hand over his ownership to Gio, "okay, if you say so."
It was only because of Gio, Tomer hit the gym only 2 days a week, but from that free weight exercise, wrapping Marco's 6-day worked arms up in his, proved what could be accomplished with more.
Not only wrapping Marco's arms in his, the cuffs play a part in keeping hands low, which Marco did not mind at all, knuckles touching Tomer's private parts.
Tomer was a little nervous about being handed the 'anal' part in all of this, much rather having 'oral' duty, as Peter chose for himself.
With Peter in front of him, with promises, Marco was wishing, "will you just get on with it?" Man, he was almost drooling, wanting to eat Peter's meat!
"How am I doing?" Tomer asks.
"Great," Peter says, while practicing a vice Jeremy worked on him with, procrastinating while vocally keeping him waiting, "but I'm just wondering what we should start with?"
Marco had roleplayed the 'slaveboy' game, but mainly when Gio wanted to toy with him, like on his knees, wrists cuffed and Gio slapping him left to right and back again with his hard shaft as his pawn, which has him saying, "um, I think I could reach better on my knees?"
That bright toothy smile staring Peter in the face was priceless, in his estimation, but a blowjob isn't what he was thinking of.
"Well?" Tomer gets impatient.
Peter says, "maybe we should torture his nips a little bit?"
"Oh shit," Marco gasps, "you've found my weakness!"
From watching Gio 'torture' Marco, Tomer says, "yeah, he can take a lot of grip abuse."
Sly Peter!
"Oh really? Like how? Why don't you come show me, Tomer."
Very sly, Tomer releasing Marco's arms, coming around his bod, stands in front of him, "you stand here and just do it."
"Show me, why don't you?"
The two friends smile at each other. Marco never have engaged in anything but forced, casual sex, when he, Gio got together with Tomer. Nice of Gio to always include him along for the ride.
"Okay."
Marco kind of had his thoughts on the matter, of Peter getting Tomer to stand in front of him and as suspected, when Tomer starts touching his nips, Peter sinks to him knees.
Tomer at first was too amazed that his two hands could provide so much pleasure for Marco, tweaking his nips, sometimes applying the pressure so great it would ad to the howling.
From down below, Peter on his knees, what a choice, Tomer's shaft versus Marco's long tube. No surprise to him, having been instructed what to do with Jeremy and Jeremy's friend, standing face to face, making out, with two hard shafts to work over with tongue and mouth!
Lining both up, Peter licked and slurped. That first touch set off a chain reaction, Tomer and Marco feeling the wet orifice on them.
Tomer's reaction was to squeeze Marco's nips hard, which had Marco wailing in sweet pain and pleasure, "oh fuckin' yeah, baby!"
It came full circle, Marco's reaction, magic electricity to his balls, his shaft pulsing and eliciting a bead of cum. For Peter, he was tasting the fruits of his labor.
It seems selfish, Peter only out for himself, but what man isn't, when faced with the buildup and how it's dispersed. From that chain reaction, it never stopped, Tomer mutilating Marco's nips, Marco left with nothing to do about it, but to sweetly endure. He would've liked to do what Gio had encouraged, reciprocated, tonguing either nip, but things were moving too fast and furious, Peter working them both.
There was no time to think for Tomer or Marco, wondering how Peter got two cocks inside his mouth, but at the time of them wailing their lungs out and wobbling hips forward and back, was the focus of their ecstasy.
In the sexual frenzy, with Peter in the chasm, Tomer had ceased the nip tweaking, arms going around Marco, under the pits and hugging them into a full chest embrace.
At that moment Peter should be suffocating, but he knew from experience how to quickly swallow and breathe even though sandwiched between two guys' pubes!
As things unwound, Tomer stood his ground, almost feeling like he supported Marco's weight, holding him up under the pits.
Peter, he got what he wanted, waundering off to the bathroom to clean up, maybe get another liquid protein smoothie!
With Peter not there to divide them, Tomer and Marco come together.
"You were so fucking awesome."
"Yeah?" Tomer questioned, knowing he was prolly going more on suggestion.
What they weren't thinking of, part of 'the awesome', was standing there like lovers, hugging, Tomer's head to the side of Marco, breathing heavy, feeling chests rise and fall, pubes intermingling with their spent juices.
Instead of two toweled waists coming out of the bathroom, there are three, Gio leading the way, "hey guys, you've got 3 minutes to shower, or you're going to make us late."
"Us?" Tomer remarks, "why are we the ones to blame?" Turns it around, "we were waiting for you to get out of the shower!"
"You're right," Jeremy says, sopping up his balls, "Tomer wouldn't make a good slave boy!"
"Oh, Gio?" Tomer questions his good buddy.
Planing it away Gio remarks, "that was nothing, just bs-ing, you know?"
Tomer knows, having placed himself in harm's way, with Gio as the lookout, "I know."
Sweetly Marco says to Tomer, "I'd love to take the blame for you."
Even though he just went through the buildup and let go of sex, Tomer's face perks up with the realization of what Marco said, "really?"
On their way to the bathroom, the two get heckled like two unlikely friends becoming lovers!
THe eND!
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