Ours, Chapter 11

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“So, I heard you got up to some interesting stuff this weekend.”

Nic closed his locker door and turned to look at whoever was talking to him. It was Tim, another one of his teammates.

“What, the party?” Nic figured that’s what he had to be talking about. It was Monday morning, the first day back at school since the party. After his victory, his family, particularly his father, had made a big deal out of celebrating nearly all weekend and Nic was exhausted. As a result, Nic ended up driving himself into school, trying to squeeze in a few more precious minutes of sleep. “Yeah, that was a kick ass night. Weren’t you there?”

“That’s not exactly what I’m talking about,” Tim paused as he looked around to see if anyone was watching. “Some people are… saying stuff about you man.”

“What are you talking about? What kind of stuff?” The way the guy looked around made Nic a little nervous.

“Well… some people are going around saying they saw you fucking that Cory kid at the party. People are saying you’re secretly ga-”

What the fuck!?” Nic grabbed Tim by the shirt and slammed him into the locker behind him. “Who the fuck is saying that shit about me!?”

“Hey, man, chill!” Tim put hands up in surrender. “I’m just telling you what people are saying. I thought you’d wanna know.”

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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 9

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Nic took another bite of his burger, his second one today. He was starving. There were only a few games left before the finals, and coach had been riding the entire team extra hard. Nic wasn’t worried - he knew they’d win - but he was worn out. He was really looking forward to the season being over.

“Getting to eat this nice is the only good thing about being this dead-ass exhausted.” Nic popped his head up to see one of his teammates, Taylor, sitting across from him eating his own burgers. Taylor was a was a big guy, easily over six feet tall and pushing 220 lbs. He had dirty blonde hair, with a big barrel chest, which made him perfect for his position of linebacker on the team. Nic had played with him since freshman year.

“Yeah, my mom’s been making all my favorite shit on the nights before and after a game.” Nic smiled at the thought. His mom was awesome.

“Lucky. My mom can’t cook for shit.” Taylor tore another bite from his burger. “Uthually juth end up ordering a couple of pithas.”

“I’ll be glad when it’s over… but I will miss all the food,” Nic said with feigned wistfulness.

Wordless, Taylor held out his burger to him in a ‘cheers’ motion as he continued to eat.

“The struggles of being a high school football player,” Derek teased, having watched their display silently for his own seat.

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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 7

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Cory was practically bouncing in his seat in the back of Derek’s car. It was Friday, and school had just let out; they were headed to the cabin for the weekend. That itself would normally be something Cory would really look forward to, but what he was really excited about was the fact that tomorrow is the day his chastity cage comes off. He’d been on his best behavior, especially since his night alone with Derek. The possibility of earning another reward was certainly incentive enough.

“You doing okay back there, Cor?” Nic turned in his seat, sensing Cory’s excitement.

“Yes sir! Just… looking forward to the weekend.” Cabin weekends were always fun, but this would be the first time they would be back in almost three months, since the weekend Nic and Derek had first taken ownership of Cory. Nic had even told Amy he would be in the middle of the woods all weekend and wouldn’t be able to check his phone much. They’d both be all Cory’s. Or Cory all theirs.

“Looking forward to getting that cage off too, right?” Derek turned the car off the main road into the woods as he spoke.

“…The thought may have crossed my mind, sir.”

“Well careful boy, don’t get ahead of yourself,” Nic warned, smiling devilishly. “You still gotta make it through tonight.”

“Yes, sir,” Cory knew Nic was just teasing him…right?

“Besides, I kinda like you like this. Quiet, obedient… might need to keep locked up and horny more often.”

Cor wasn’t sure he’d survive being locked up any longer. The hardest part of this week and a half had been not being such a smart-ass, and that was almost impossible hanging around these two. “Are we doing anything special this weekend, sirs?”

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The Adventures of Dom: Trash Panda

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It was 6 in the morning on a Saturday, and I was lying awake in bed, my stables bare. What I mean by that is that I found myself without any of my regular morning boys to call over. They were either unavailable or had proven to be unreliable enough that we had lost touch. So I found myself as I often do when I can’t sleep, laying in bed with a hard-on, trying to find a boy to take care of me.

More often than not, the efforts of my searches are fruitless, and I am left to take care of myself before moving on with my day. But it would seem luck was with me this day - a cute boy on Scruff sent me a woof. He was local, awake, and into all the right things - mainly being a cumdump sub bottom. We started chatting, quickly exchanged pics, and before I knew it I was out the door and on my way to his place.

You can tell I was rather desperate since I was willing to go to him instead of making him come to me. It had been a few weeks since my last really good fuck. I don’t just mean decent sex, I mean the kind of fuck that goes on for at least an hour and leaves you both sweaty and sore messes by the time you’re done. The kind where you spend the rest of the day feeling really really fucked out, just totally sated. That’s what I needed.

I arrived at his place just after 6:30. The sky was still dark and the roads still mostly empty. After texting him that I was there, he told me to meet him at the back door to the house, in the garage. He met me there and let me in, and beckoned me immediately into his bedroom, right next to the back door. I would learn later that he lived with a number of straight roommates. Love a slutty boy who sneaks his dick appointments in and out of the house.

I didn’t let us get too deep into small talk before I start stripping myself down. He followed suit, only wearing a pair of shorts himself over a bright red jock. I very quickly grabbed him and pulled him into me, going in for a kiss while my hand snaked around to grab and smack his ass. He’s a good kisser, and he moaned into my mouth when my fingers began seeking out his hole.

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Ours: Chapter 5

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“Seriously? You guys are both busy tonight?” Cory pouted from his seat at lunch.

“Yeah, sorry boy,” Derek apologized. “I forgot I told Tricia I’d take her to see that new Oceans 8 movie tonight.”

“And I finally got Amy Palladino to let me take her out,” Nic added. “Sorry Cor, but there’s no way I am passing up on a chance at that.”

Tricia Helfer had been Derek’s on and off girlfriend for a couple of years. His usual date to school events and dances, they were both popular, both from wealthy families, and both incredibly attractive. It only seemed natural that the two of them would be together, though they were never quite serious enough to ever make it official. Amy Palladino was the current captain of the varsity cheerleading squad, and someone Nic has been trying to hook up with since she transferred here sophomore year.

“It just sucks,” Cory explained. “You guys both told me we were hanging out tonight.” Cory paused and looked around to make sure no one was close enough to hear them. “It’s been almost a week since we’ve been able to…” he trailed off. After their visit to Good Vibrations last week, the boys quickly found their free time eaten up. Between school work, football practice, and unexpected family obligations, the only “intimate” time any of them could find were for hurried blowjobs at or right after school. And now girls were getting in the way too. Cory was horny and frustrated.

“I know boy, I know,” Derek tried to reassure him. “We’ll make it up to you, promise.”

“Okay,” Cory continued pouting from his seat. He didn’t want them to make it up to him. He wanted them to spend time with him. He wanted them to fuck him.

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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 2

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Cory awoke groggily the next morning. At least he thought it was morning. Peeking his eyes open, he saw that the sun was up and probably had been for some time. He was asleep on the pull out couch with Derek while Nic slept on the other couch in the cabin’s common area. His head was still fuzzy and his mouth was dry, but at least he wasn’t hungover. He pulled his blanket over his head, trying to force himself back to sleep, the sounds of Nic’s light snoring coming from the other couch. Slowly, the previous night’s events began to creep back into his head.

‘Okay. So your friends know you’re gay. That…that’s fine. You were going to tell them, eventually…you were just waiting until you were far, far away in college. This wasn’t how you planned to do this. But you also didn’t plan to suck their dicks. Oh my god, you sucked their dicks. You sucked both their dicks, next to each other. They wanted you to suck their dicks.’

‘They wanted you to do more than just suck their dicks. They like…planned this whole thing out. Wait, they planned this whole thing out. How long had they been waiting to do this? We still have like a fay and a half before we go back, what else did they plan? I mean they definitely had fun last night. We all had fun last night. Right?’

Cory’s mind reeled as the stream of consciousness in his head never slowed. What does this mean? Are we still friends? Are we still going to hang out how we used to? Are they going to tell anyone else? He lay there for nearly an hour, brain never slowing enough to allow him to fall asleep. Just as he was about to get up he heard a stirring coming from Nic. He stilled, he wasn’t ready to face…whatever this was yet. Maybe another hour would help. Or a year. Or ten.

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Daddy D, Part 6

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It was a Friday night and I was hanging out at home with my roommate and Daddy D. Daddy and I had continued to see each other when we could though I think we were both realizing the realities and limits of our situation. Still, when we did see each other, we always had an amazing time together.

Tonight was a quiet evening. I had moved out, into a place with much more tolerable roommates. We were hanging out in the living room together, watching TV and smoking some pot. Daddy was friends with my new roomie, Brian. He introduced us. in fact, and it wasn’t long before the flirting started.

Brian was bigger than me, both in height and weight. A fuzzy bear of a guy, Daddy certainly knew where to keep the cute ones. He was sitting in between the two of us on the couch, in a t-shirt and shorts. I was similarly dressed, and Daddy was in jeans. The show we were watching had just wrapped up, and it seemed Brian had an idea of what to do with the rest of our night.

“Well now that that’s over…you guys wanna come upstairs?” Brian coyly asked us.

Did we ever.

“Lead the way,” Daddy answered before I had a chance.

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