Ours, Chapter 10

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Holy shit. Nic stared wide-eyed at the scoreboard. Did they just win the game? Did he just win the game? Nic didn’t have long to figure it out before the rest of his team ran in, slamming him from all sides as they jumped and hollered.

“Oh my god babe, you did it!” Amy ran towards him as he approached the sideline, planting a big kiss on his lips. “That was amazing!”

“That was pretty great,” Nic said as he ended his liplock with Amy and looked over her shoulder, seeing Derek, Tricia, Cory, and Stephanie on the other side of a barrier.

“Guys!” Nic walked towards them with Amy in tow. “Did you see-?”

“Yeah man, of course we saw!” Derek practically shouted back, half-laughing at Nic’s stupor. “You won the damn game man!”

“It was awesome, Nic.” Tricia added.

“We’re headed to my place to get set up for the party,” Derek was having to yell louder over the noise of the crowd. “See you there?”

“Yeah man, we’ll be there,” Nic waved them off, letting them get out before the crowd became too overwhelming. As he turned, he saw his family waiting for him as well, and he turned to Amy. “Wanna ride there together?”

“Of course!” Amy smiled. “Go talk to your parents. I’ll meet you outside the locker room later.”

Nic walked over, barely able to hear anything his dad was trying to tell him as he approached. It was at that moment that Nic’s teammates decided to grab him and hoist him in the air as they walked back to the locker room. He waved and half-shrugged at his family - he’d just have to talk to them later. This was going to be a fun night.

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Ours: Chapter 8

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“You sure the lock on this will be okay in the water?”

“Should be,” Derek reassured a questioning Cory. “I mean, you’ve been showering with it on, right?”

“Oh, yeah,” Cory sounded a little dumbfounded. “Don’t know why I didn’t think about that…”

“If it does get stuck, I’m pretty sure we’ve got a bolt cutter in the garage at home,” Nic half-joked.

“No, thank you,” Cory’s hands moved to cover his junk.

It was late Saturday morning, and the boys were walking together down a path through the woods, After their energetic post-dinner fuckfest the night before, the boys turned in early, Derek and Nic cleaning up while Cory laid on the pulled out couch in a fucked out daze. Too exhausted to move anywhere else, the three boys passed out in a tangled, sweaty heap.

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Ours: Chapter 6

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Five days. It had been five days since Cory had been locked into his chastity cage. Five horny days in which he was still expected to suck off and get fucked by both of his dominants whenever they requested. Cory wasn’t sure if he was in heaven or being tortured. His dick wasn’t sure either.

When Cory wasn’t horny (however rare that was), things weren’t as much of an issue. In fact he had gotten so used to the cage that a couple of times he had totally spaced and attempted to use a urinal, only to remember that due to his current predicament, sitting down to pee was his only option. While this had led to a couple of awkward bathroom interactions, for the most part Cory was in the clear.

But the rest of the time, when Cory was horny, he thought he might lose it. He wasn’t able to get hard in the cage, but that didn’t stop his dick from trying. It wasn’t painful, but it was a discomfort Cory was forced to learn dealing with on a daily basis. The fact that he found the cage itself hot enough to induce an erection was beside the point.

Not that he was ever alone with his thoughts enough for it to matter. Despite both boys now being in semi-regular relationships, their need for almost daily blowjobs did not abate. Cory frequently found himself on his knees with a mouth full of cock, his own straining in its cage between his legs. At least when they fucked him there was a chance he would still get off, but the boys also seemed to be making a point of using only his mouth, denying him of any orgasm at all.

He soon learned that whining about his predicament would be no good either. He was fine the first couple of days, but during and after what felt like a long weekend without sex, Derek and Nic found themselves fielding many frustrated pleas and complaints. After several repeat warnings, Cory was soon on the receiving end of a dubiously helpful “reminder spanking” and had a few more days added on to his punishment. His new unlock date would be next weekend, and he decided it was best to keep his mouth shut. Except when he was ordered to open it.

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Ours: Chapter 4

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Things seemed to fall in place easy enough over the next few weeks. The boys resumed their normal routine - school together in the mornings, hanging out together, and studying. The only difference now was that sometimes, Cory would find himself either on his knees or his back when either Derek or Nic required some ”service“ from him.

Blowjobs around school were not uncommon, one of the boys hustling Cory into a bathroom or other spot where they knew they could get some privacy. Cory’s oral skills had only improved after so much practice, and he now felt fairly adept in his ability to swallow down cock. His gag reflex was still a little bit of a problem, but it really only affected him these days when Nic or Derek really wanted to fuck his face, and he found that he didn’t really mind it that much anyway.

Cory’s other hole had gotten it’s fair share of training as well. It hadn’t happened at school yet, and Cory hoped it would stay that way. As hot as it was to think about, he had learned multiple times over the previous week just how…involved getting fucked was. He wasn’t sure how it had happened, but that night at the cabin was a total fluke. Between the lube, the stretching, figuring out positions, finding places to even do it, and oh god the mess…it almost wasn’t worth it.

(It was definitely worth it.)

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Ours: Chapter 3

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“Oww.”

The whine came from Cory in the center of the bed. Cory, who had been on the receiving end of two very rough fuckings last night. Who lost his virginity last night.

“Heh, pretty sore, huh boy?” Derek was already awake.

So was Nic, but neither had quite felt up to actually getting out of bed just yet. Getting up meant having to pack. All of their parents were expecting them home before dinner. They had school tomorrow.

“Yes sir,” was mumbled into a pillow.

It was still the morning, earlier then when they had gotten up yesterday. They probably had a couple of hours to putter around before they needed to get on the road. Derek stretched his legs from his spot behind Cory, making sure to give his ass a good grind with his morning wood before swinging his legs to the floor. He walked over to the kitchen.

“Come on. I bought bacon and eggs just for today,” he spoke as he pulled out a couple of pans for the stove.

“Duuuuuuude, you’re the best,” was Nic’s reaction, also mumbled into a pillow.

Eventually the smell of cooking bacon was too much, and both boys migrated from the bed to the small table, eyes still heavy. Neither boy was particularly a morning person, but Derek somehow was always able to wake up easily. Cory hissed slightly as he sat, his sore hole a thorough reminder of the previous night’s activities. Once they finished cooking, Derek brought over two large plates, one filled with bacon and the other scrambled eggs. Nic and Cory reached automatically for a piece of bacon before even grabbing a plate.

“Fuck,” Cory hissed again as his butt returned to his seat, bacon in hand. “My ass is so fucking sore.”

“Yeah…sorry about that boy. Wish I had something to tell ya but…you’re just gonna be sore for a couple of days,” Derek informed him. “Probably want to avoid eating anything spicy the next few days…” He smirked, biting into his own piece of bacon.

“So,” he continued, “we should probably talk about what things are going to be like once we get back home.”

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Bondage With B

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I was stressed out. It had been a long week between work and my personal life and I was really starting to feel it. So by the time Friday rolled around I was eager to do something about it. Additionally, my particularly randy mood led to me making some new purchases for the bedroom. Thanks to wonderful places like Fort Troff, I was the proud owner of a shiny new set of bondage straps for my bed. I also purchased a set of cuffs - one pair for the wrists, one for the ankles, and then a special pair for thighs. I was not messing around. After everything was set up the only thing left to do was get a boy over and strap him down.

I didn’t have to look long; boys really like when you talk about how you’re going to tie them up. I quickly found one of my regular boys, B, was more than willing. He was excited, as it would be his first time trying bondage. We set up a playtime for after work that day and then I eagerly awaited our appointment.

He arrived at the scheduled time and I pulled him upstairs and into my room. He stripped without being told as I stood at the side of the bed watching. Once he was wearing only his jockstrap, I pulled him with me onto the bed. My hands immediately went for his ass while my mouth sought out his.

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Daddy D, Part 5

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The holidays were over, but Daddy D and I still found ourselves unable to meet up regularly at either of our homes. A combination of roommates and busy schedules forced us to make do with what we could, leading to a lot of dirty pics and texts being sent back and forth. I became particularly fond of expanding my jockstrap collection and showing it off for him. All the while we checked for any openings in our schedules for us to get together.

Eventually, we lucked out and found a good night for the two of us to meet up. Both of our places were still unavailable though.It looked like we were going to have another fun night in a park together. Daddy sent me the address of a place nearby, and I hopped in my car that night to meet him.As I pulled into the parking lot, I could see it was a pretty innocuous looking park. It had all your usual trappings: some pavilions, a baseball field, playground. Then, further back, was a forest with a number of trails people could go on for walks. Not exactly like the trails from some of my camping adventures, but I’m sure they’ve seen their fair share of action.

I sat in my car for a few minutes until I saw Daddy park his own. I walked over and hopped in the passenger seat. We weren’t going anywhere, I just wanted to make out a little. Once we were done, we stepped out and made our way over towards the park proper.

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Underwear Painting

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I smiled as I entered Leo’s apartment for the second time. It was only a couple of days after our last meeting, though, unfortunately, his husband would be unable to join us once again. Lucky for him though, I had plans to make up for that.

After a hug and a butt grab I took a seat and tossed a pillow onto the floor, between my legs. “Kneel,” I ordered, pointing.

“Yes, daddy!” Leo chirped in response, quickly dropping to his knees.

I stroked his head as we chatted and caught up. Soon I begin removing my clothing, again handing them over to him to fold and put away, until I was down to only a jockstrap. Once Leo was back on his knees, I pulled him by the back of the head towards my crotch, his mouth automatically opening to take in as much of my jock-clad cock as he could.

I lazily ran my fingers through his hair as he mouthed at my cock, admiring the level of effort Leo was putting into even this simple task. What a good boy.

“I really wish Stu would have been able to make it,” I mused, referring to Leo’s absent husband. “Gonna have to do something to entice him, I think.”

Leo looked up at me with questioning eyes but said nothing, not wanting his prize to leave his mouth for even a moment.

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Daddy D, Part 2

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It was a couple of days after my evening with Daddy D. Since then we had been texting almost constantly, lots of pictures and dirty talk, the usual stuff. However, we were unable to meet up again as both of our places continued to be unavailable.

We weren’t going to let a silly thing like that stop us though.

We decided we would meet downtown. There are a few places there we could have some privacy, at least to walk around and talk. Nothing inappropriate of course, just innocently spending time together…

A nice, if not chilly, evening, I arrived downtown and parked before looking around for Daddy’s car. Once I spotted it I hopped in – we wanted some privacy after all, I just needed a place to keep my car for a few hours. We drove away from the skyscrapers and into a neighborhood. Daddy found a good secluded spot and parked, and we both got out to walk around a small lake nearby.

We strolled around the lake together. It was the early evening, the sun had just gone down and the streetlights were just turning on. As we walked, Daddy pulled a blunt from his pocket and lit it, and we passed it back and forth as we told each other stories from our pasts. He told me about what it was like in high school for him, while he was still in the closet. He was an athlete, which meant having to fuck a lot of girls. Hearing about that only made him hotter. Something about that “straight” guy mystique.

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