Under His Thumb

By Boiler Maker

Published on Apr 29, 2020

Gay

Under HIS Thumb

Sorry, it's been so long since my last entry :/

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Disclaimer: This story contains explicit descriptions of adult men engaged in sexual activity with other men and is intended for adult readers. If it is illegal to read or posses materials of this nature where you live, please stop here. All characters depicted having sex are over 18 years of age. This story is a mix of real life personal experiences, injected with a bit of fantasy. Any unsafe or dangerous depictions should be considered as fictional or fantasy. Please be safe when exploring new sexual activities and always practice safe sex.


Chapter Seven: Under His Thumb | The Morning After

I awoke the next morning on my side with Tom spooning behind me and his arm draped over me. I could feel his morning wood poking me into me. Marco was on his back in front of me, his one arm behind his head, so his pit was mere inches from my face. I felt my cock stirring in its cage. I inhaled deeply and sighed in contentment. Last night's adventure was certainly a trial, but I survived it. I lay there awake, not wanting to spoil the moment.

Tom began to stir. He nestled his scruffy chin in the crook of my neck and let out a low, satisfied growl. He playfully mock-fucked me, tightening his grip around my body, and asked me "mouth it ass?"

I said, "whatever you like, Sir" playfully with a smile and Tom responded "I like that, good answer" and rolled off of me onto his back. He palmed my head like a basketball and pulled me onto his cock. He gave me full autonomy, which was good. I don't think I could have handled another throat fucking. I took my time licking his shaft to get it all wet. I spent some time tonguing his ass and taint too before finally taking him into my mouth in earnest. I sucked Tom good and slow, taking it all and letting my throat undulate around his cock for as long as my lungs would allow. I pulled it almost all the way out and flicked the tip of his penis and licked his piss-slit. I slowly went up and down on his shaft with my mouth as wide open as I could make it so that I was barely making contact with his tool while sucking in air to cool it and breathing out hot air to warm it. I stacked my fists together with my mouth at the end and completed long wet strokes from the bottom of my fist to the back of my throat. Basically, I used every trick in my arsenal to worship this man's cock, and even tried to invent a few new ones. All-in-all, I spent what felt like half the morning trying to give him the best oral of his life, and I loved every minute of it.

I heard Marco begin to stir and I reached over with my hand to play with his balls. His cock stiffened quickly and he took up a position behind me. My ass still felt swollen shut, so I wasn't too sure how this was going to feel, but like Tom, Marco was gentle. He lubed up and gingerly eased himself inside me doggy-style and began to pump slowly in and out. Tom neared climax, but he still let me do all of the work. When he unloaded in my mouth, I could feel his whole body tense up and then relax. I started to pull off him after I swallowed his morning gift, but he just held me on it. I enjoyed suckling on his softening dick. Even when it was soft, his dick filled my mouth.

Marco had loosened me up enough and was starting to go faster and faster, until finally erupting into me. He collapsed on top of me and kissed the back of my neck. Tom released my head and pulled me up to kiss me. The three of us laid on the bed, a stud on each side of me, making out until Tom told me to go make breakfast. Before I left there room he had me retrieve the remote prostate massager and inserted it for me, sending me off with a smack to my ass.

You how know "they" say you should never cook bacon naked? It's very true. I made bacon and eggs, toast and jelly, started a pot of coffee and poured three glasses of orange juice. My ass buzzed along, feeling the random changing speeds and intensity from the remote in the other room as I cooked. My dick tried its best to get hard but remained stifled. Finally, I called the men down when breakfast was ready and we all sat down to eat.

Tom asked me. "Were you surprised to see Marco last night?" The question was largely rhetorical given my reaction to seeing him there when I opened the door, but I confirmed it anyway. Tom and Marco had a laugh and proceeded to tell me that they were boyfriends. Marco is ok with Tom finding boys to use and abuse on the side. He met Tom in a hookup site too, but he wasn't really that into being a sub. He just thought Tom was really hot. Marco explained that he was also versatile and likes to be in control, but Tom never bottoms or gives up control, so he sometimes sows his oats with other people as well. Holding hands, they continued that they'd been searching for one person to meet both their needs. When Tom has initially showed Marco the pictures I had sent him before we met up, Marco was pleasantly surprised. He had assumed I was gay or bi, since he had caught me on more than one occasion checking him out at work. He admitted that he had thought about making a move on me once or twice but didn't because I was a coworker.

The two laid out how our arrangement would work. First, I would continue serving Tom as I had, and he would keep the keys to my cage. I would essentially live at Tom's house, but would maintain my apartment. He reminded me that he had a key to my place, and I should be prepared for him to stop by at any time if I was home. Marco would also be free to use me as he wanted. They were ok with me serving both of them together or separately, but I was to be with no one else unless one of them arranged it. I was to obey Marco just like I would Tom. At work, though, we would be equals except for maybe a few hot steamy lunch dates.

My cock and balls were aching. I was so turned on. The prostate massager wasn't helping any, as it had been stimulating me since I came down to cook breakfast. I agreed to everything they asked. They asked if I had any questions. The only one I had was about my confinement. "How long would I need to wear it?"

The mood in the kitchen changed dramatically as Tom's wicked smile returned and he said, "You should consider it a permanent part of you. We have no need for your pathetic cock and neither do you. If you ever ask to have me remove it, I will do so, but then we will be through for good." He continued that twice a week or as needed, it would be removed so I could clean myself, and that obviously if there was a medical need to take it off, he would.

My head sank. I didn't want to lose access to these two amazing specimens, and I accepted that I would have to take the good with the bad. Tom asked, "So, is the cock cage staying on?"

I replied "Yes Sir". Tom said "Good, then clean up this mess, bitch and then get your ass back upstairs to my room."

I finished up in the kitchen and headed upstairs. Tom and Marco were cuddling on his bed watching a movie. Tom didn't even look away from the TV, he just ordered me into the shower. He advised me that if I needed to piss, which I did, that I should do it in the shower. He told me to remove the massager from my ass and clean it, then use the enema attachment in the shower to clean my ass out and the hand held shower head to spray inside my cage to rinse out inside it. When I was all done, I should return for more instructions.

I did as Tom instructed and returned when I was finished. Tom was splayed out on the bed and Marco was sucking on his dick as he gave me a list of chores. They included cleaning up the house from last night, preparing lunch for the two of them, and doing all the laundry.

"One more thing" Tom said before I set out to get to work. He called me over to the bed and had me remove a set of nipple clamps from the bedside drawer and he attached them to me. He grabbed a handful of clothespins from the drawer and clipped them to my ballsack. Finally, he lubed up my trusty black buttlug and worked it into my sore ass. When he finished with that, I stood there wincing in pain and he asked incredulously, "Are you waiting for me to add more!? Get to work bitch!"

To be continued...

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Next: Chapter 8


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