You might call this a typical 80 degree Thursday night in the Rocky Mountains. Dark clouds in the mountains to the south and north and the occasional sound of thunder but I’m not expecting it to rain in my backyard. I’ve been sitting on my backyard couch for nearly two hours while sipping Bourbon and listening to a baseball game on the radio. I moved here a year ago following my daughter and her family to the mountains. There were not many housing choices but I did find one that filled most of my wants. The only exception being the backyard is not as private as I would like.
I spent the prior year getting acclimated to living in the mountains, dealing with heat in the Summer and snow in the Winter. Being divorced, I made particular effort to meet and get friendly with most of my neighbors. A friendly lot has been my impression after my first year here. Of course, I got to know my next door neighbors Greg and Jodi the best of them all. When you have a low fence between houses, you tend to see other coming and going to the garages. You exchange hello’s and sometimes casual conversation about life with just a five foot wooden fence between us.
I am sitting in shorts and a tank top enjoying the sound of thunder and wondering if it will cool off before I go to bed. Somewhere after I refill my glass for a second time, I open up my laptop and begin viewing porn when it is obvious my team will lose the game on the radio. My couch sits in the corner of my deck shielding me from all the neighbors but Greg and Jodi. And I think they both are at work. I have the volume muted on the laptop but the glow of the screen illuminates my torso as the evening grows dark - both with the setting sun and the encroachment of the dark clouds.
As I often do when watching porn, I slip my left hand under my shirt and play with my nipples. It’s like a nervous habit but just something I’ve done longer than I can remember. Soon enough, each of my nipples grow fat and firm from the stimulation - visual and physical. At this point in life - I’m 53 - I don’t even think about doing it when I am. What makes this night atypical is that Greg is home and has been standing in the shadows watching me for twenty minutes. Greg mock-closes the back door and looks over my direction. “Hey there Jimmy - how you doing tonight?” His voice is deep as calls across the fence.
The sound of the door then his voice startles me. My hand jerks free of my shirt and I slam down my laptop as if Greg can see what’s on my screen. Greg moves to the fence and peers across the small yard to where I am sitting. “Whatcha watching, Jimmy?” I stammer about something on Netflix hoping that will placate him. “Are you sure?” The follow up question unnerves me and I reach for my glass and take a long sip of the Bourbon to steel my nerves. Thunder cracks nearby and the sky lights up with a flash of lightning that causes me to jump on the couch cushion. “Hey come here, Jimmy - I want to ask you something but don’t want to yell.”
The conversation is moving in a way that has never happened in the past but I find myself standing up and walking across the small grass yard to the fence where Greg is standing. My hand brushes the front of my shorts trying to make my now evident erection a bit less obvious as I approach the fence. The sky is dark but not that dark that my action goes unnoticed by another male. “Jimmy, I want to tell you the ear ring looks great. I noticed it a couple weeks ago but didn’t get a chance to ask you about it.” It was something I had wanted to do for years and finally got up the courage about three weeks earlier. It’s a small ring that isn’t so obvious with my salt-n-pepper neatly trimmed beard but I like how it looks. I’d only had one other comment about it and his words make me feel good.
“And … “ a short pause but not long enough to make it seem like he’s nervous about asking “I’m wondering what porn you were watching over there.” I look across the fence at his wide face not believing I heard him correctly. Greg just stands there and smiles back at me and my obvious discomfort. “I’ve been home about twenty minutes and I’ve been watching you for most of that time. And it’s obvious you could only be watching porn.” My mind starts to race and I want to turn and go inside but it’s not like I won’t see him tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.
I look across the fence and speak softly as if the entire neighborhood will hear my reply. “A mash up of oral and anal. Oh fuck, I hope that doesn’t offend you. I’m really sorry if it does.” Greg just smiles his big smile and laughs softly. It still doesn’t register that he was watching me for twenty minutes before saying anything.
“No, not at all, Jimmy. In fact, Jodi’s not home for a few hours and I figured I’d watch some myself.” Greg is 40 and a bear of a man. He’s about 6’2” and I’d guess he weighs at least 230. He has a full beard and a nice smile. The three healthy pours of Bourbon were beginning to be really felt as I stand on my grass talking to Greg about porn. A flash of lightning and the rain begins - softly at first but soon escalates. Then the question that changes my life. “Grab your stuff and come on over - I’ve got some good Bourbon you should try.” I hesitate and Greg gives me a “come on, it’s really starting to rain,” and the I find myself hustling across the grass, scooping up my laptop and walking around the alleyway to his back door.
Greg tosses me a beach towel to dry off from the rain and motions for me to set my laptop down on the kitchen table. He’s showing me the top shelf bottle of Bourbon as he pours two tall tumblers with ice. I’d been over to their home a few times in the past year but I suddenly realize this is the first time I’ve been there when Jodi was not home. Greg walks across the room to hand me the glass then seems to stand just a bit close. I am 5’10” and 180 pounds but I suddenly feel small standing so close to my neighbor.
Greg takes a drink while I finish toweling off and is satisfied when I compliment on the Bourbon then wanders out to the living room. I set the towel over a chair and follow him. He’s already turning on the television as he flops down on the couch opposite the 75” big screen. “You said oral?” as he motions me to take a seat.
“Um, yeah … “ my voice trailing off as I see him motion me to the couch not the overstuffed chair.
“The angle is not the best from that seat,” as the screen is suddenly filled with a large-breasted blonde going down on a well-endowed male. I stand and watch at the enormity of the visual on the beautiful large screen television before sitting down on the couch. Greg proceeds to tell me that he has a porn server that is connected to his television. He and Jodi are both big fans of a wide variety of porn. The sound system only amplifies the affects of the video. I find myself marveling that I never hear it at my house even though the wall is only 15 feet or so to my own.
The warmth of his Bourbon begins to take hold of my brain and I am soon slipping my hand under my tank and fiddling with my nipples. My head is feeling the haze of all the alcohol and now the high grade porn on the larger than life screen in Greg’s living room. For some reason - I suppose it is when Greg is changing the video stream - I look over and see his left hand casually stroking his cock through the fabric of his shorts. The room fills with the sounds of a male forcefully face fucking a redheaded woman but I am now mesmerized by his hand. He is stroking the length and he appears to be comparable to almost any dude I’ve watched in the last hour. Greg has thick, hairy thighs and I suspect he is hairy all over based on his legs, arms and beard.
Finally he turns and asks, “would you like to see it, Jimmy?” My eyes lock on his stroking action and am seemingly dumbstruck by the question. Greg waits a few moments before pushing down his shorts and displaying his nine-inch erection and very hairy groin. My lower jaw drops at his size and that I find myself sitting beside him watching as he strokes. “Have you ever, Jimmy? Do you want to now … I think you do.”
I look at the television screen and realize Greg has switched the feed to two hot, sweaty guys giving head. I look back at him with a questioning look wondering how he even thought I was curious. “A couple guys … before my marriage … a long time ago.” Answering as Greg continues to slowly stroke his erection as if we were just talking about the weather. Greg puts the remote on the table and lifts his ass to push his shorts down around his ankles and off. Every action exudes his confidence in reading me tonight.
“Take off your shirt, Jimmy and come here,” Greg tells me. He’s not asking me. I nod and put my glass on the end table then pull of my shirt and move closer to Greg. He has pulled up his shirt and and slips his hand over my neck as I lean into his lap. I take his fat cock in my hand and begin to stroke it and feel it’s size and thickness. Greg notes my actions then turns his attention to the smaller male blowing the larger male on the television.
I find myself being enamored with his cock. Finally I press his head to my lips and I kiss then promptly lick. It’s been thirty years since I’ve sucked on a cock but all the porn in between makes it feel like last month. My hand begins to stroke his shaft as I work my lips around the mushroom head. Minutes pass and I begin to work more and more of Greg’s cock into my mouth. I can feel firm pressure on the back of my head as I work Greg towards his orgasm. My hands push around his heavy, hairy balls as I take much of his cock into my mouth with my tongue sliding all about his shaft.
A low moan emanates from Greg as his cock erupts into my mouth and down my throat. I start to gag on the thickness of his semen but his hand holds me in place and I squirm but swallow him. Multiple ropes of semen shoot from his slit before his hand releases the back of my head. I pull up from him seeing the screen for the first time in more than twenty minutes. Two guys are DPing a redheaded woman. Greg rubs his large hand over my still fat nipples and tells me I did very well for the first time in a long time. I sit up and swallow down the last of the Bourbon then tell him I should get home before Jodi shows up.
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That night was three months ago and as I said then, it was a night that changed my life in a way I never would have imagined possible. About once a week, Greg would text me to come over to his house. It was always nights Jodi was working late and we’d have uninterrupted time. The first few times he would call me Jimmy on the text. Then one night the message is clear, “I need my cocksucker. Now.” The message shakes me up but my dick is getting firm before I even walk out the back door. I walk through the alley and into his back door. I remove my clothes as Greg had told me to do the last time I was there. My naked fifty-three year old body walks into the living room but find it empty. “Upstairs, cocksucker” I hear him call. Greg is laying naked on his and Jodi’s bed with a fifty-inch television showing male-male porn.
My six inches is erect but his hairy cock is laying softly over his thigh. My earlier impressions of Greg being a big hairy bear were correct as I have learned over the past three months. I climb onto the king size bed and move between his spread legs. I am craving to suck his cock. I want his cum. My face nudges his hairy balls and I begin to lick each of them sequentially. Greg has instructed me what he likes and I am a quick learner. My mouth opens wide and I take his left ball into my mouth and roll it with my tongue. By the time I have suckled and drooled on his second ball, I look up to see his cock becoming erect.
One man is grunting loudly as he fucks the other man on the video as I put Greg’s cock into my mouth. My hand slides around his girth and I begin to stroke him. Greg is sipping Bourbon with his left hand as his right hand strokes my neck and shoulders. Head, shaft .. taking him more and more as I push my mouth around his cock and feel his slit begin to drool on my tongue. I hear one man moan as he obviously orgasms on the screen as I push Greg’s cock into my throat. I start to gag but catch myself from doing so. I just push down and feel his mushroom in my throat and that is when I begin to bob up and down to fuck his cock with my mouth.
Drool from my mouth and a little bit of snot from my nose as I push down and take all of Greg. I feel his pubes tickling my nose as I swallow all of his thick nine inches. Up and down I ride on his cock until finally I feel him move and then he explodes down my throat. His thick semen shoots down my throat and I start to cough but do my best to suppress it. Slowly I lift my mouth from him when I am sure his orgasm is complete. Greg offers me a drink of Bourbon then tells me to crawl up beside him. His big strong hand surrounds my erection and he begins to masturbate me.
I press into his chest as I swallow the warm liquid and I am soon shooting my load all over my nearly smooth belly. His hand slips off my cock, “Eat it, cocksucker then get the fuck out of my bed.” I look to him then down at the small load of semen that is pooling near my bellybutton. I reach down and scoop it up on fingers then swallow it. I thank him for the night then slip out of bed. I’m just walking into my door when I hear their garage door opening. Jodi is home.
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I spent Thanksgiving with my daughter and her family in town. The weather has turned to cold and snow as Winter comes to the mountains. I had made a mental note in the morning that is has been five months since the first time I gave Greg a blowjob. In many ways, it has been the happiest five months of my life. He is not a warm and fuzzy bear of a man but he appreciates what I do for him. I know because he has told me the visits will stop when I no longer please him.
It seems like a blizzard is upon my small town as I make the short drive home from my daughter’s house. I hustle into the house and turn on some lights as I shake off my winter clothes. I have been home less than ten minutes when my phone buzzes with a text, “cocksucker.” I look at the phone. I can’t believe Jodi has had to go to work on Thanksgiving night. I surmise there must have been a work emergency and Greg is lonely. I’ve barely seen him the past ten days as he’s been working extra shifts for the holidays. Even though the walk is only a minute, it’s too damned cold to not put my snow pants, jacket and boots back on to make the walk.
Into the back door, I close it behind me and remove my snow pants, jacket and boots. And then my flannel shirt, jeans and underwear too. Fortunately the house is warm but being naked with the snow coming down hard outside, I feel a chill that has my nipples firm and penis soft. As I suspect, Greg is waiting for me upstairs. I find only a low light on in the living room as I ascend the stairs to his bedroom. I move into the hall and freeze in my tracks at what I see. Or actually, who I see. Greg is nude. Jodi is nude beside him. I look at him then at her and for some reason, I cover my penis with both hands. Both Greg and Jodi burst out laughing at my embarrassment and bewilderment.
“Hello Jimmy - we thought it was time I got to meet you in the bedroom after all the time you’ve been spending with my husband while I’m hard at work.” Jodi rolls onto her right side so she can slowly stroke Greg’s hairy thigh and give me a view of her small tits and smooth cunt. Even from the hall, I could tell she has those long, meaty lips that I have jerked to when watching porn. The contrast of her smooth, pale skin with Greg’s rich, luxurious full body black hair was striking. “Now do be a dear, cocksucker,” she paused to let the term sink in to my brain before continuing “and come closer and move your hands away from your little dick. I want to see what has kept Greg’s interest.”
I am almost floating as I take the steps across the bedroom to the foot of their bed. I move my hands away and my limp penis hangs over my balls. My brain is spinning as I look at both of the naked bodies on the bed. Greg had never intimated anything like this or ever mentioned Jodi being involved. “I do hope you enjoy eating pussy, cocksucker.” Jodi’s voice is soft but direct. She laughs softly as she calls me by ‘name’ - at least the name in their home. Jodi rolls her torso over Greg’s thigh and begins to kiss and lick his cock. She parts her legs and taps her shaven cunt with one finger. My cue, I gather. I climb onto the bed and move between her legs, pressing my lips to her smooth flesh.
I look up and almost feel jealous of her putting Greg’s thickening cock into her mouth. Greg watches over me as my mouth presses tightly to her smooth flesh, My tongue licks between her labia, starting slowly at first but building to a feverish pace as I feel her growing wet. It’s only now that I allow myself to pull and tug on her meaty folds with my lips. They are full and fleshy that has me falling in love with eating her pussy. I can feel her torso moving as she begins to bob on Greg’s hard cock. She is noisily sucking him, slurping and snorting as she takes all of him.
The minutes pass when I feel Jodi begin to squirm and press against my tongue and mouth. She cries out as her cunt gushes onto my tongue and I swallow as much nectar as I can before she pushes me away. “Show me how you suck my husband’s cock,” Jodi said through panting voice and heaving chest. I climb from between her thighs to his. He is already hard so I put my face over him and nearly swallow his entire cock on the first bob. My face is dripping from Jodi’s orgasm as I begin to bob on Greg. Pushing him into my throat then back over my tongue for minutes before Greg pushes me away. He moves over Jodi to mount her telling me to just lay there and not touch myself.
Jodi is 5’9” but thin so Greg’s body engulfs hers as he mounts her missionary style. They fuck. They do not make love but hard, aggressive fucking. I watch with a throbbing erection but too afraid to move for fear I will spontaneously orgasm! I’ve not gone down on a woman in four years since my divorce. I’ve never watched two people fuck. Ten minutes then fifteen minutes pass before I watch Greg’s cock plow his wife and buries his cum deep. He kisses her soulfully then pulls out of her and puts his cock in my face. I suck him clean. I don’t need to be told. He tastes delicious with her cunt mixing with his cum. “Now Jodi. She has my creampie for you, cocksucker.” I crawl between her legs.
I can smell the musk from Greg’s groin even before I get to her cunt. Jodi bends her knees and parts her thighs and I see the white semen painting her pink labia. It tastes different now - his semen, I mean. As she begins to push it from her, the mixture of her second orgasm and his cum now coat my tongue as I eat her out. I lift from between her thighs with slime from her cunt covering my lips and chin. My penis is throbbing. Jodi tells me to lay between them and masturbate. I crawl up the bed and lay on my back. I barely have to stroke myself before I moan with relief as my semen shoots and lands on my belly. She scoops it up and begins to feed me my own semen.
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“Come here Jimmy … give me a kiss.” I was sitting bundled up outside on my couch with an afternoon of warm sunshine on my face and snow on the ground all around me. It’s the day after last night and I haven’t been able to think about much of anything except Greg and Jodi and what I did with them. It’s Jodi leaning over the fence all bundled up but wearing the cutest smile I’ve ever seen. I hesitate as I’m not really sure if I should when she waves me over “just one, baby … I won’t bite.” I make a path through the foot high fresh snow to stand on my side of the fence still expecting her to tell me to go away, that she was just teasing.
Well she is not teasing as her cold lips meet mine then I feel her tongue push into my mouth and french my tongue like I haven’t felt in decades. The kiss lasts nearly a minute and I feel like my body heat is melting all the snow under my feet before she releases me. “Greg will be home soon but I want you to come over now. I have a gift for you.” I stand back completely wary now. I’m not sure if this is right and what the bear of a man Greg will say or do to me. “It’s okay Jimmy, Greg won’t mind. I can see the look of worry on your face.”
I finally move away from the fence and through the snow from my yard to theirs. By the time I reach the kitchen and remove my jacket and boots, Jodi is standing in the living room in just her bra and panty. I can feel myself getting very anxious about the situation but I move towards her anyway when she beckons me. Jodi extends her hand with a small box in it. I take it and open it slowly. It’s all shiny silver with multiple rings then a cone-shaped object. I look up at her with the quizzical look on my face.
“It’s a chastity cage for your penis, silly.” I look still not quite sure what to make of the ‘gift’. “Greg said you haven’t had sex since your divorce so it’s not like you are really using your cute little dick anyway. Put it on and we will control your orgasms. We promise to let you cum occasionally and they will be spectacular from all the pent up desire.” I pull out the cage and fumble with it in my right hand. It doesn’t look more than three inches long and I know I’m nearly six inches when erect.
Jodi reaches into the box - she’s still standing in just her underwear with her pale skin looking a bit pink from the heat of the fireplace or perhaps her own excitement. She holds the rings and begins to tell me it comes with three sizes that slip over my balls and I push my penis through - the ring is the anchor. The cage will slip into the groove and the lock will keep it secure. I think she is hoping I will just put it on right then but it seems like an awfully big step. A real commitment. She lets me leave with the cage and the keys telling me to think about it but she and Greg would be super-duper excited if I let them hold my keys.
The air feels colder when I slip back over to my house so I go inside. And begin to search the internet feverishly for information on chastity and steel cages for my penis.
The winter storm returns three days later and I am outside shoveling off my driveway and Greg’s when he arrives home from work. He and I make small talk even as I shovel four inches of snow off his drive. Nothing is said about the chastity and as is our practice, he calls me Jimmy when we’re outside the house. Just before he heads through the garage, Greg gets close and lowers his voice “I’m grilling steaks in an hour, cocksucker … I can just as easily grill three as two then you can stay the night with us.” Greg turns and walks inside without waiting for a reply.
Ten minutes later, I text ‘cocksucker would love to join you and Jodi for dinner’. And then I go upstairs to my bedroom and strip naked. I shave my balls and around the base of my cock as I’ve so often read in my research on the topic. I have tried it on a couple times but I still struggle a little bit to push my balls then soft penis through the 45mm ring, the middle size. I push my penis head into the steel cone then press it firmly into the groove on the ring. The key slides in, locks and slides out. I’m now in chastity. And my penis is already filling the three inches and no more.
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Six months ago I was pretty happy with my decision to move to the mountains to be near my daughter. I’ve shared lots of quality days with her and the family and had not felt like I sacrificed anything. I had felt a bit lonely - I’d only gone on a couple go nowhere dates but at my age, I didn’t think it was the end of the world. And if the right opportunity arose, I would reach for it. To my surprise, the opportunity happened five months ago and I have enjoyed a side of me I never imagined existed. And now Jodi has been introduced into the relationship - yes, relationship is how I have come to think of me and Greg - and it feels like a whole new me is appearing. Like a butterfly emerging from the cocoon.
I walk the snow covered path from my door out through the gate across the drive and into their yard. The back door is lit by the light and I knock then slip inside to greet my hosts, Jodi and Greg. Slipping off my jacket, it feels like just another evening amongst neighbors. I hug Jodi and hoist a beer to Greg as I follow him outside to grill in the light snowfall. It’s a wonderful feeling and I feel so very comfortable with him, with them. We sit down to steaks and bake potatoes with salad. Greg pours red wine for all three of us. And it’s in this moment, I slip the keys from my pocket onto the table.
Both Greg and Jodi seem to immediately see the moment as the keys are pushed towards them from my hand. I smile to them both as they … well, they smile back at me then glance to one another then back at me. It is Jodi that gets up from her seat and walks around the table to hug my torso and whispers in my ear “family, Jimmy … you have joined our family.” I feel myself swell into the chastity with my emotions of being accepted by Greg and Jodi on this snowy night one week past Thanksgiving.
Dinner … grilled steaks, baked potato and fresh salad with wine … we go through two bottles of wine … as everyone enjoys the meal and the new found bonding of our relationship. I offer to wash the dishes and Jodi stays behind to dry with me. Greg watches for a bit before shuffling out of the kitchen leaving us alone. It’s only then that Jodi begins to speak to me. She shares how much Greg has enjoyed the past five months with me. She shares how much Greg thought I would suck his cock from the early days of being neighbors. As we wash plates and glasses, Jodi slowly undresses me until I’m standing nude in her kitchen with my penis locked in chastity and she is wearing the key around her neck.
Jodi bends down and examines the chastity holding my penis. Of course, she saw it a few days ago but this time it’s now encased in steel rings that obscures but does not hide my penis. She drops to a knee and runs her fingers over my smooth ball sac and tugs at the ring holding the cage in place. I have left the pubes above the base of my penis and she runs her fingers through them, “for now, they will stay. We’ll see in the future,” From the presentation of the chastity to this examination, it’s obvious this area is Jodi’s business. She leans forward and kisses the tip of the steel. My penis begins to strain and I need to clench my fists at the sudden rush of aroused frustration. Jodi laughs softly then stands up and we continue with the dishes.
When the last dish is dried, Greg returns carrying a tumbler of Bourbon for himself and one for Jodi. He is nude. His large, hairy body and soft cock dances as he walks to Jodi and gives her a full-mouth kiss before handing her the second tumbler. “On your knees, cocksucker.” I hear him, look to Jodi then drop to my knees and immediately put his soft fleshy cock into my mouth. I soon feel him begin to grow firm and long as I push my tongue over his cock. He stands nude and talks to Jodi as if I’m not even in the room. She begins to undress and by the time I have him erect, she is nude as he is.
He is hard, she is nude. Greg pushes me from his cock and suggests I pour myself a drink. When I return from the living room, Greg is mounting Jodi on the kitchen table. He is fucking her hard and fast, erect from my oral administrations. I take a seat and watch. I sip the Bourbon and feel myself strain erection into the chastity. I ache and I begin to drool from my slit as I watch him. She has small breasts but fat, dark nipples that contrast with her pale skin. His fat cock plows her cunt and Jodi begins to moan with pleasure from her man. Greg bangs away at her cunt until he cums deep inside her cunt then pulls out with his cock still hard. He takes a seat at the table and tells me to to clean her out.
I take a long swallow of the Bourbon then move to my knees between Jodi’s thighs. Greg has left a substantial load of cum inside his wife. I press my mouth to her bare cunt and begin to give her head to the best of my skills. I dip my tongue and swallow some of Greg but concentrate on her clitoris. She is thoroughly aroused but did not cum from being fucked tonight. My tongue swirls, my lips suckle and soon Jodi is crying out in orgasm.. Only then do I put my tongue to her pussy begin to lick her clean of cum … now from Greg and her own. My cock aches but I suspect I will not be relieved tonight.
Upstairs, thirty minutes later, Jodi is stroking my back as I take all of Greg. His cock is stretching my jaw and pushing into my throat as he fucks my mouth. I want him so badly I can taste his semen before he even cums in my mouth. Jodi is lying nude beside us with hand stroking my back. My face is bobbing up and down on Greg as he sits against the headboard and enjoys me. Over the months, he has taught me a few techniques to better blow him. Twenty minutes into my blowjob, Greg cums into my mouth. He pumps and humps my face until he’s satisfied and my belly feels full of semen.
We move around until Greg is spooning Jodi and Jodi is spooning me. My cock aches and drools but I am realizing this is the life I have chosen for myself.
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A few days before Christmas, my seemingly placid retirement took another serious and unforeseen turn. My son-in-law received a huge promotion - and a relocation three hours to the south. My daughter felt terrible telling me as we all thought we’d be here for at least five years. She knew I had settled in and made some good friends. She has met Greg and Jodi but has no idea of the extent of our relationship. The timing of the news just before Christmas somehow made it even worse.
I spent Christmas Eve and Christmas morning with my daughter and her family. We had a wonderful time laughing and making more memories. With dinner complete, dishes put away and the kids in bed, I make my way home. Well, I make my way to Greg and Jodi’s. After receiving the news from about the move, I had told them I would be unavailable for a few days leading up to Christmas. I texted earlier in the day and asked if I could stop by in the evening of Christmas.
The back door. Removing my jacket and hat. Removing my flannel shirt and jeans, boots, socks and underwear. Naked in the kitchen except for my chastity cage. It’s been a little over three weeks since I committed to wearing chastity and to be honest, it still feels a little weird being naked in their home when they are both wearing clothes. I kiss Jodi on the cheek and give her an upper body hug as she sits on the couch. I move to Greg, my cold lips brushing against his dark beard. Then I stand up and move over to stand before the fireplace to warm my cheeks.
They ask about my holiday with my daughter. And then ask about the past week and if there was any second thoughts on my part as a reason for the absence. “Oh gosh no, Greg and Jodi - I love being with the two of you and what you have brought to my life.” My voice begins to crack as I start to speak about my daughter’s move and the dilemma it has created for me. Jodi gets up and consoles me with a hug. Greg pours me a drink as men are wont to do in these situations.
Eventually Jodi gives me an oversized cardigan sweater to put on while we all sit down to talk. The house is warm but we can all see it really snowing outside and I find myself shivering before pulling it over my head and letting it hang down my torso. Greg opens a bottle of red and sets three glasses on the table. “We were going to ask you something on New Years Eve but given your news, maybe we should ask today so you have all the facts before making any decisions.” I take a solid drink of wine and listen to Greg and Jodi alternating about their past and there hoped for future. A future with me.
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Over the course of nearly two bottles of wine, they proceed to tell me that I am the third male they’ve invited into their home over the fourteen years they have been a couple. The first was with them for three years before leaving; the second for five years. He had left their home nearly two years to the day that I first went down on Greg. Each started out like I did - living alone and visiting before eventually moving into their home to live as a three person couple. Neighbors are nosy but each case a good cover story placated anyone who noticed or might have cared.
This all sounded interesting to me but it seemed there was still a ‘but’ hanging in the air. The wine at dinner and now the wine here and I was feeling very mellow as I listen to them both. Some parts Greg shared and some parts it was Jodi. And then the inevitable ‘but’ arrived and it nearly knocked me from my seat. They see me in their future and living with them as the two others did. But … the relationship would become more sexual for all of us. Anal sex is expected. Other times, Jodi will want me to fuck her with a large strap-on dildo since my penis is too small to please her and besides … it’s locked up. And then there is the dungeon they’ve built in the basement.
I swallowed the last gulp of wine in my glass then set it down with a trembling hand. This was all so much to process. The prior housemates explained how comfortable they both had seemed with the nudity and my submission but nothing had hinted at the sex or whatever happens in the dungeon. Jodi walks over and hugs me against her breasts with hands around my back. “Let’s all go upstairs and you can rest with us - you look shocked and exhausted, Jimmy.”
I haven’t had so much to drink but I suddenly feel drunk when I go to stand. Greg helps me up the stairs and to the toilet of the guest bathroom. I have a towel and a toothbrush there from some late nights staying over with them. I sit to pee as the chastity makes it difficult to stand without sometimes making a mess. I brush my teeth then down the short hallway to get into their bed. First it’s Jodi from their bathroom. Nude, her small breasts look stunning topped by the dark nipples, she slips into bed beside me. Greg - in all his naked, full-body hairy glory - turns off the light and joins us. His fat cock hangs over his balls as he climbs into bed and presses against me.
The tenderness usually comes from Jodi but tonight it is Greg. He pulls me close and I feel the warmth of his skin against me. He talks softly telling me how great the last six months have been. He tells me how far I’ve come as a cocksucker and from experience, how much he believes I would enjoy the future they described downstairs - but it’s only me that can decide that. They would understand if I decide to move with my daughter or … if I decide their idea of the future is not for me to explore and live. Somewhere between telling me how good I am and what they hope, Jodi slips her key into the lock and wiggles the cage off my penis. Her hand is warm and palm coated in oil when she slips her hand around me and begins to stroke.
I am between them and Greg is snuggling against me as Jodi on her right side is masturbating my penis to the six-inch erection I have not achieved in a month. She kisses my cheek and brushes my lips with hers treating me as a lover while her hand rubs around my shaved balls and back up my shaft. I am soon leaking pre and feeling the euphoria of my growing orgasm. I’m sure I’ve gone a month without cumming before but it was always by choice unlike the past month. Soon enough - well too soon, really - my body fights off the affects of the red wine and all the heavy decisions swirling in my brain to … I cum.
I cry out as her hand strokes up my shaft and a thick spurt of cum lands on my belly just below my chest. Her hand continues stroking and milking me as I squirm and I keep shooting load after load until my crown is so sensitive I mumble to her to please stop. Jodi gives one more pump then drops my six inches. Her hand moves over my belly to paint the cum into my skin before feeding me from her fingers. When I awake I am back in chastity. When I awake again, morning is shining through the front of house windows and Greg is fucking Jodi. Bleary eyes watch his large bear-like body pounding Jodi’s pale nearly hairless body. Her cunt squishes from multiple orgasms before Greg erupts inside her.
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So I find myself at a crossroads - one I never imagined I would contemplate. And to you … if you merely enjoy blowjobs, creampies and mild submission .. then this is a good place to stop reading. But … if you enjoy … more kink, harder submission and possibly some pain with your pleasure … I suggest you read the next chapter to see about my decision.
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The end of January finds me giving hugs to my daughter as she climbs into her SUV to follow the moving truck down the mountain to her new home. I promise to visit soon and to not be a stranger. She doesn’t quite understand my own move but I tell her it just feels right and leave it at that. I have that feeling she suspects I’m not telling her everything but she never pushes me on the details. She always says as long as I’m happy then she’s happy for me.
My own move you might be wondering. I’m in the process of selling my home and moving into an upstairs bedroom at Jodi and Greg’s. The timing works well for our cover story in the neighborhood. I’ve taken a part-time job at the local hardware store. That and my daughters move, we’ve spread the story that I’m selling my house to help my daughter buy her dream home and Greg has been gracious enough to rent me a room.
The Winter is never an ideal time to start a diet but Greg was insistent just after Halloween. I’ve also joined the local rec. center gym and using one of their trainers to get in better shape. I’ve lost fifteen pounds and have gained muscle tone in my back, arms and thighs. I feel much better and both Greg and Jodi routinely complement me on my much improved physical appearance. It also creates a greater differential in my weight to Greg. I’m down to 165 compared to his 230. I’m stronger than I was but the body mass is significant. I’m also closer in size to Jodi’s 140 pounds - she seems to like this similarity.
I return home from my daughters and slip into the kitchen to remove only my snow jacket and boots. I had received the text ‘STOP’ ninety minutes earlier from Jodi. It’s our agreed notification if they have someone in the house and I should remain dressed when I get home. A couple from two streets over have stopped by for drinks and a chat. Nic is tall, blonde and seemingly very fit - and a Police Officer a couple towns east. Candace too is blonde, fit and big-breasted - and works at a boutique in town so always seems to be fashionably dressed. I try to slip in quietly, say my hellos and make my way upstairs to my room. But Greg will have none of it, telling me I should have a drink and join them.
They really do seem like a fun couple even if I feel a little bit like the fifth wheel at times. At some point, a couple pizzas are ordered and my one drink is three before they are leaving. At times I’ve had to shift in my seat as her large breasts have me swollen in the chastity under my jeans. Her personality just adds to my struggles and honestly I’m a bit relieved when everyone says good byes for the evening. I quickly pick up the pizza boxes and glasses as Greg and Jodi walk them out to the porch. I’m heading towards the stairs to bed as Greg closes the door, “hey cocksucker, where do you think you’re going?”
Hearing my name, I begin to get naked even as Greg is opening the fly to his jeans and plops down on the couch. “That Candace is one sexy bitch, right?” Greg’s had quite a bit to drink over the afternoon and evening and his tongue is a little loose. When I push off my undies and jeans, my stunted erection is evident with my pink flesh bulging through the steel rings. Greg laughs at my predicament then motions me to my knees between his legs. His thoughts of Candace has his nine inches nearly erect even before I press my lips to his bulbous head.
Naked and blowing Greg and I’m sure the couple that just left isn’t even home yet! I push my face down and feel his fat cock in my throat. I snort and drool as I bob up and down rapidly and soon have his veinous cock twitching and drooling in my mouth. My hands press over his thighs as I suck hard with cheeks caving. In less time than normal, Greg blows his cum down my throat. I nearly choke on it but push my face down so my lips surround his base and swallow all his semen. Pulling up, pulling off … I look to him. His eyes are glazed as he reaches for the remote, “Go” is all he says.
I gather up my clothes and walk upstairs after checking the back door is locked. At the top of the stairs, Jodi calls out “Jimmy, I need some relief too.” I drop my clothes and walk into their bedroom. Jodi is naked and holding up a small leather harness with a long, black dildo. “Come here baby, let me help you into this.” I walk over to her side of the bed and feel her hand playing with my taught balls and teasing the cage. All I can do is groan with the frustrations. The eleven inch cock sits just above my own chastity-locked penis. I will get no physical satisfaction other than the actual fucking of Jodi.
She smears a little lube all over the head and shaft then has me climb between her smooth, pale thighs. I ask about Greg but she assures me he doesn’t care and that he’s probably already asleep downstairs if I did my duty. Fortunately fucking is an activity you never forget even if it feels like forever since I last fucked. With my lost weight and regular workouts, my body is not so very different than Jodi’s as she guides the head between her pussy lips. I slowly lower myself to penetrate her deeper with her hands on my hips to moderate my speed. In and out, I begin to fuck even before she has taken half of the black monster strapped to my groin.
Her cunt takes ‘my’ cock even though I have no physical sensation of it. She stretches her neck and kisses me softly then I feel her tongue slip into my mouth as we begin to french while I fuck. My hips rising and falling with inch after black inch taking her cunt. Finally I feel my penis bang against her pussy as she takes all of ‘me’. Our kiss is wet and feels real - or at least I allow myself to think it feels real. Finally buried, Jodi encourages me to fuck her hard and fast. I’ve watched her and Greg enough to know she can take it and I want to please her. I begin to piston her pussy with the long dildo and soon Jodi arches her back and cries out as she orgasms on the dildo.
I am sweaty as I withdraw from her after a couple minutes. She tells me to slip off the harness then get in bed with her. We snuggle face to face and she presses her sopping pussy to my penis. I can feel her heat and juices coat my penis as she takes the steel tip inside of her. “Good night Jimmy.” My heart is pounding and I feel full of energy with no release and now I’m trapped in her pussy and can’t even feel the sensations. It takes me some time before I fall asleep.
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I awake the next morning alone in the bed. I vaguely remember Jodi saying she had to work the early shift. I hear the shower turn off and think it’s her getting ready for work. Greg walks out naked as he dries his head. “Smells like pussy in here cocksucker - you get some?” The big grin on his bearded face tells me he knows what happened after I blew him downstairs. He walks to the bedside table as I watch his large hairy body and the big cock I’ve grown to know well. Picking up the lube, “since you guys left it out … seems today is as good as any to take your virgin ass, cocksucker.” I know my face goes white hearing his words. I had been expecting it but to actually hear Greg tell me he’s going to fuck me, it’s still a shock.
Greg pulls back the sheets and puts a meaty hand over my back and butt. “The first time - I will try to be gentle but I’m not going to lie. It will hurt.” He turns my head and my lips close around his cock. I begin to suck on him knowing he needs to be hard for me. Greg looks huge from this angle and I think he’s gained a few pounds during Winter with fewer opportunities for outdoor activities. I soon have him hard in my mouth and he pulls out. He instructs me to put a pillow under my belly to help elevate my ass for him.
His cock is wet but I feel his fingertips slick my anus with the lube. I moan softly into a pillow when his finger presses an area that even I have not touched. Greg works the lube in slow circles then slips his middle finger just inside me. I know I flinch and clench at the intrusion. His left hand slaps my bare cheek just hard enough to make me unclench and he pushes in deeper. Over the next ten minutes, Greg slowly works a second then a third finger into my asshole. He pushes to the second knuckle then pronounces that I’m ready for him.
I have no idea what lovers do when they are about to have anal sex but whatever it is, I’m sure it’s not quite like this. I feel Greg’s hairy body move over my back and butt. He doesn’t lay on me but his 230+ pound hairy body pushes me into the mattress as he moves and lines his body up to mine. To his credit, Greg starts talking quietly to me as if trying to distract me as I feel the head of his cock now press between my cheeks then the head rubs against my anus. I start to groan when I feel the pressure beginning to push me open. I want to squirm and wiggle to relieve the pressure but his body traps me in place. When his head pokes through with a ‘pop’, my mouth screams a silent scream of pain.
“There there, cocksucker … that’s the hard part … “ his voice trailing off as he begins to push into my rectum. He feels thicker than any turd I’ve ever expelled as he begins to fuck me. His arms surround mine as he laces his fingers with mine and he fucks. I can feel him lifting then shoving his erect cock deeper with each thrust. “Mmmmm fuck baby, I’ve forgotten how tight a virgin ass is … has been too many years since the last virgin I broke.” Greg finds a rhythm with his cock inside me. The minutes pass as he strokes my hole and his hairy body lays atop me. Ten minutes in and he’s not even panting - he’s kept his pace steady to teach my asshole how to take his cock.
At times, I turn my face to the pillow to scream when the pain reaches a point. At times, I turn my face to the left and feel his breath on my skin. I feel myself leaking uncontrollably as he fucks me. I am so turned on yet can do nothing but grind my cage into the sheets. “There’s a place a few inches inside, your prostate …“ his cock now more firmly fucking my asshole, “if I fuck you often enough, I might train you to have an orgasm from having your prostie stimulated by my cock. Some call it an anal orgasm … others call it a sissygasm.” My ring now feels stretched or broken by his cock. For awhile after I got past the initial shock of the pain, I tried to clench his cock. But it feels loose now and I don’t seem to have control as Greg is now pounding my rectum.
A bit harder, a bit faster … I can feel he’s building up to his orgasm. It’s been over twenty minutes and honestly my body and mind is exhausted from his fucking. And that is when I feel him blast his load into me. Greg groans out as his body shakes and his cock unloads inside my bowels. He thrusts and ruts a few more times before collapsing on top of me. His furry beard brushes over my right cheek and he gives me a tender kiss. “Bred. That’s called breeding, cocksucker. Jodi doesn’t really like taking my cock in her ass - something about me being too big … I like a sexy, tight ass.”
We lay there a moment before he pushes his heavy hairy body off of me and pulls his cock from my ass. I whimper at the feel of being empty in my hole. “You’ll need to sit on the toilet a few minutes to let it all drip out of you, cocksucker. You’ll get used to it. I need a fast shower then I’m heading to work.” I lay there until he left then put a hand under my butt and hustled down the hallway to my toilet. Sitting there and feeling Greg’s semen drip from me, I felt totally embarrassed for the first time in months.
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I have been so thankful to Greg and Jodi over the past nine months. Greg revealed a part of me I never knew existed. Yes, I have enjoyed viewing so many forms of pornography over the years but I had never allowed myself to explore in the physical sense. One seemingly quiet, lonely night changed my world. And has enabled me to join a new family with Greg and Jodi.
In early March, a package arrives at the post office. One of my duties since moving in is collecting the mail for all of us. Nearly everyone in town has to go to the post office to collect. And with most packages, I get a notification slip but have to collect it from the desk. I’m sure the postal workers - who also live in the area so you see them from time to time - have delivered all kinds of sexual magazines, books, videos and paraphernalia. This particular package was addressed to Ms. Jodi which caused Patricia, the mail clerk, to raise an eyebrow and smirk at me as she handed it off.
I am lying on my bed and reading when Jodi knocks on the doorframe. She is holding up the box I had picked up earlier in the day, “This is actually for you, Jimmy.” She walks over and sits beside me on the bed. I open the package and see another chastity cage. I take it out of the packaging and realize … “you have adapted so well to wearing the cage so we thought it was time you graduated to a smaller size, Jimmy.” I realize it’s shorter in length - just two inches it says - and where my current one is a series of steel rings, this one is solid shiny steel with just a slit in the end.
Jodi takes the key from around her neck and unlocks my current lock after lowering my sweatpants. I’m allowed to wear warm, loose clothing in the house when by myself. My penis stretches with the cage removed. I only have a few minutes of freedom twice a week for shaving and cleaning of the device. “It’s by the same company so you won’t need to remove your ring.” Jodi’s fingers delicately push the cage over my penis and snugs my flesh downward until she can insert the lock. Only my scrotum is visible now.
As Jodi runs her hand around my groin and over my smooth balls, I immediately feel the 33% shorter length. She bends over and mouths my cock as if she is going to blow me. Of course I don’t feel a thing. All I can do is moan with desire, but not with any sexual gratification. With a playful laugh, Jodi lifts her face from my groin and kisses my lips softly. She puts my previous chastity device with the new ring and the old lock on the shelf. “I’ll be sure to update Greg’s key for your new toy, Jimmy.”
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Just ten days later, I find myself with Jodi on a shopping trip. I have the afternoon off after working in the morning and she asks me to drive her downtown of our little town to the boutique where Candace works. Fresh snow on the ground but the skies have turned the blue you only find in the higher elevations as we walk into the boutique. We shrug off our heavy coats and hang on the rack just inside the door. Jodi and Candace hug and I can feel my little penis surge into the two-inches of chastity I wear.
I am feeling myself change with the months that have passed. All the gay sex with Greg and all the cuckold sex with Jodi and being caged with only two orgasms in the past three months has me feeling less like a man and more like their sexual eunuch. And then I see a woman like Candace with a beautiful personality and breasts that any man, hell, any person, would kill to caress. When I watch her hug ‘my’ Jodi, I just swoon.
Is she flirting or just being nice … I want to think she is flirting with the ‘older’ man as Jodi shops. Finally Jodi finds a blouse and a matching pair of panty and bra that she decides to try on in the changing room. She steps out wearing the blouse and both Candace and I agree she should buy. Then she calls to me and asks my opinion on the bra and panty. She pulls back the curtain so i can see her. I feel another twitch in my cold steel cone when I see ‘my’ Jodi standing there with firm nipples poking through the bra. When Candace peeks around the corner and gives her positive opinion, I’m sure I just leaked in my cage.
As Jodi and I are putting on our coats to leave, the door opens and in walks Patricia, the mail lady. She looks at me and smiles then looks at Jodi … “Oh hi, Ms Jodi” she says it so easily with a dirty little grin. I’d guess Patricia is about my age and seems she has led a very full life to this point from my conversations. She has multiple tattoos that I can see at her work and I suspect more where I can’t. Jodi doesn’t flinch and glances towards me which only makes me blush and knows I will now every time I pick up a package at the post office.
During the short car ride home, Jodi turns to me and says “Thank you Jimmy for your assistance today. And whew, that was certainly an interesting shopping trip.” I can only agree with her thinking on Candace and Patricia and the interactions … “when we get home, I need you to fuck me, baby.” I push on the gas peddle then make sure I’m only going the speed limit on the snowy, icy road home.
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“It is time to take you downstairs, Jimmy.” Greg speaks matter-of-factly as we finish dinner. I look to him then to Jodi with no sense of reassurance about what I will find. My body is now toned from five months working with my college-age trainer at the rec center gym. I’m sure he has noticed my cage when I sit and strain at weights but he’s not said a word. Maybe he doesn’t care, maybe he’s not interested in old men. I know I just want to continue to please Greg and Jodi by allowing them to use my body however they decide. I push away from the table and do the dishes as is my function. As is usual, I am wearing only the two-inch steel chastity.
Greg unlocks the door and down the stairs we go. He leads, I follow with Jodi behind me. Part of the basement is just storage and unfinished other than insulation and drywall. The front third of the basement is blocked off by a wall and one lone door. Greg flips on a light switch then opens the door and leads me and Jodi inside the front third of the basement. The walls, he tells me, are soundproofed. There is a wooden cross, a wooden saw horse and a cabinet. There is also a basic toilet and sink. The floor is cold, the original concrete from the home builder. I take it all in and really can’t quite fathom what will happen. I’ve seen videos but in reality, I’ve never really thought about this.
Greg leads me to the padded sawhorse and straps me down. My ankles are spread and cuffed. My torso is bent over the horse and with wrists also bound. He looks at me with almost a sad face, “Jimmy is ready, Mistress.” The term registers and my head turns towards Jodi. She is nude and wearing a large dildo in a harness about her waist. She steps forward and pulls back her right arm with flogger in her hand. WHAP! I scream out in surprise and pain. WHAP! Once more across my ass then she proceeds to give three more. I scream out each time she marks my ass with the tails.
By the time Jodi pauses after five, I find myself crying and whimpering. I pull on my wrists and ankles but I am securely bound to the horse. Greg steps forward and pushes his cock into my mouth. I am conditioned to open and take him without question. His hand behind my neck, he fucks me for one solid minute before pulling out of my mouth. His cock is coated in my saliva and I am drooling when WHAP WHAP WHAP! and my ass once more is on fire. Greg once more steps forward and jams his now erect nine inches into my mouth. And that’s when I feel the tip of Jodi’s dildo push into my asshole.
It’s the same eleven inch, black dildo I’ve used in her pussy. But now it’s strapped about her hips and she is pushing it into my rectum. I want to scream, I want to cry but Greg’s cock is forcing itself down my throat as Jodi begins to roughly assault my asshole. My arms and legs shake and pull on the cuffs to no avail as my holes are being used by Greg and Jodi, my family. Her cock is riding in deep as I’m now somehow taking her eleven inches and my cock is drooling a constant stream of precum. Greg moans and I swallow his semen down my throat but he keeps face-fucking me.
My body shakes then my penis shoots a stream of my own semen. Jodi has made me orgasm by fucking my ass. Greg had called it a sissygasm as my body shakes from the relief. Seeing my orgasm, Jodi slams hard against my red and tender cheeks then pulls the entire dildo from my asshole. Greg pulls out from my mouth as my whole body shivers and shakes from the intensity. Jodi walks around and grabs my face, wrenching it so I have to look up at her.
“When we are down here, I am to be addressed as Mistress Jodi. This is my domain. You and Greg both answer to me when we are down here. Understand?”
“Y-Y-Yes Mistress.” I watch as Jodi unfastens the harness from her hips then sits back on a small leather couch with her legs parted.
Greg unfastens my wrists then ankles, “Go to Mistress and pleasure her with your tongue, cocksucker.” My body aches as I stand and move to her. My face presses against her sweaty cunt and begin to lick her with a fevered pace. My body jerks as Greg snaps a crop against my cheeks and thighs. I begin to cry even as I give Mistress Jodi cunnilingus to the best of my ability. After some time, Jodi grabs my head and rams my tongue against her cunt. She spasms and I lick nectar from her meaty lips.
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In May, I went down the mountain and spent a couple weeks with my daughter and her family. I really enjoyed reconnecting with them after not getting to see them as much as I had planned when they left. On my next to last night with them, my daughter and I stayed up drinking wine and talking about her life, marriage, family. I suppose the wine finally gave her the courage to ask about me and living with Greg and Jodi. When I asked her if she really wanted to know, she took a big drink of wine and meekly nodded yes.
It was likely the most difficult conversation I’ve ever had - and I am divorced from a woman I truly like. I started slowly but eventually told her that I am a bisexual cuckold. I serve and service Greg and Jodi at their discretion. I told her that I am nude in the home except with guests and that I am in permanent chastity. After two hours of talking and her saying she didn’t really understand, she asked “Are you happy, Papa?” When I told her I am the happiest I’ve ever been, we hugged and said good night.
I park the car and put my two bags down inside the back door. Fortunately it seems to be an early Spring and most of the snow has melted while I was gone. I slip off my clothes and fold them neatly so I can carry upstairs with my bags. I walk into the living room and freeze. Jodi is on the couch beside … Candace. I’m sure I look terrified. Did I miss a text telling me ’STOP’? Am I embarrassing Jodi? Candace? I start to mumble my apologies and try to cover myself when Jodi holds up her hand for me to stop talking.
“You know Candace - aren’t you going to say hello, Jimmy?” I can see Candace’s fat nipples poking through her blouse as she grins from ear-to-ear at my nudity and the small steel cage that is now suddenly leaking arousal from the slit.
“Hello Candace - my, my, my apologies for intruding,” I stumble to say as both ladies being to laugh at my embarrassment.
“Go upstairs Jimmy … put your things away quickly, Greg is waiting for you in our room. Two weeks is a long time to have him waiting.”
“Yes Mis … “ I start to call her by the basement name and catch myself before seeing her smile, “Mistress Jodi. Right away. And enjoy your evening, Candace.” I can’t believe the last five minutes as my heart is pounding out of my naked chest. I climb the stairs as quickly as possible, my toned ass visible to them both for the first few steps.
After depositing my bags in my room, I knock on the Master Bedroom door then slip inside to find Greg laying nude on the bed with a glass of Bourbon and the television playing gay porn. He motions me to join him, pointing at the second glass of Bourbon. He turns the volume down but says to leave the door open about halfway. I take a healthy gulp of the Bourbon to steel my nerves and climb alongside him on the bed like a lover. Greg leans over and brushes his full beard against my smooth cheek then nibbles at my ear, “I’ve missed you cocksucker. We both have missed you.” My heart pounds with excitement then his big hand pushes my face down to his musky groin.
The video playing on the 50” has Greg quite hard and aroused before I even put my lips to him. My mouth opens and I begin to bob on his cock nearly from the first moments. I only hear the moans and groans from the television as I push him into my throat and feel his whole body lurch upwards. My eyes water as his cock feels so big when I begin to play with his hairy balls and I taste his precum on my tongue. A few grunts and I’m swallowing a very thick, very big load of his cum. I lift my face and he pulls me alongside him. My nearly smooth, pale 165 pound feels small next to him now.
I reach over and take another drink of the Bourbon. Greg asks about my trip to see my daughter - asks as the friend he was before I began to blow him and asks like family does when one member returns. My hand plays over his cock while we talk and another guy is giving head to some old dude on the tele. I tell him about my talk and when I’m finished, I look at him and ask “will you fuck me?” It is the first time I have asked.
Greg reaches into the bedside table for lube and I get onto my hands and knees. Over the few months since he first took my virginity, we’ve discovered the positions that work best for both of us. Greg liberally applies lube to my anus and pushes his middle finger into me. My back arches with the pressure and the pleasure before he climbs behind me and mounts me. His bear-like body drapes over me like a rug.
Soon we are fucking. His thick nine inches plow my rectum as I do my best to keep my elbows locked and hold us up. My whole body feels the pain and the pleasure of his cock inside me. I can’t believe I went 53 years without ever feeling this amazing sensation. His chest rubs over my back and I feel his balls slapping against my taint as he fucks me hard and deep. I am moaning and groaning in the pleasure of being his fucksleeve forgetting that I left the door open.
I spread my knees just a little wider and he seems to go an inch deeper inside me. My penis is drooling a river onto the sheets when he pushes me over the edge. I cry out in orgasm as he fucks me just the right way and my p-spot pleasure causes me to cum in my cage. I feel so sensitive and vulnerable as Greg shoots his thick load into my bowels, breeding me for the first time in two weeks. I moan with the pleasure of feeling him get off inside me.
And then I see the doorway with Jodi and Candace standing there watching us fuck. I lose all color in my face and feel weak, struggling to keep Greg from collapsing atop me. “Oh FUCK, Jodi … that was amazing to watch! I never would have believed it if you hadn’t told me. He really IS your fucktoy!” I can feel the tears stream down my cheeks as the humiliation sets in to my mind. Greg does collapse onto me with his cock still buried in my asshole. “He even came from being fucked - you saw it, right?”
I was set up by Greg and Jodi. They planned the whole scene from the moment I walked into the living room. We had talked about possibly exposing or sharing me but I didn’t think anything had been decided. Apparently it had been without my input. But I am their fucktoy, their eunich so my opinion really doesn’t count unless I walk out. And they presumed correctly that is not something I would do.