Chapter 17 – Adventures of Fag Dad
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Chapter 17
Joe cleaned up his fellow fag. The fag was a mess. He smelled of urine and sweat. His ass was bleeding from being fucked the first time. The fag was crying and disoriented.
Joe led him over to the shower and cleaned him up. He had never bathed another "man" besides Master Paul. He found it erotic regardless of the fag's history with Joe. Joe was, of course, familiar with the fags cock from having been forced to suck that cock off so many times when the fag was Joe's boss.
Now it was Joe's turn to be tender even to a former man that had hurt him so badly.
Joe dried the poor fag off. He applied a suave to treat the butt wounds from the paddling and fucking.
Joe found himself really turned on as he massaged the fag's ass and hole. Could he be so bold as to fuck another fag? He decided it was ok since Master Paul said they could have sex.
"Follow me."
The fag was still disoriented and did as told no matter who was addressing him.
"Lie down on the mattress here. I'm going to fuck your ass."
Fags do as told. This fag was no exception. On its back, Joe raised the fag legs and shoved his cock inside. Joe was not as gentle as Master Paul was but Joe's cock was significantly smaller than Master Paul's. The fag took it readily and felt relieved that it was not another monster cock.
Looking into the fag's eyes, Joe saw the true self of this fag. He saw the depth of this fag's soul. The fag soul is just like anyone else's. It gives an energy of life. It gives an energy of love. It gives an energy of forgiveness.
He was so touched by this feeling that he leaned in and kissed the fag. The fag started to cry again, which excited Joe. Joe sped up his rhythm until he blasted his slave cum up the fag's cunt. He collapsed on the fag.
The fag started to rub his body on Joe. Joe just held him in an embrace as the fag tried frottage without being able to be hard. It didn't take long for the fag to orgasm but it wasn't just the fag that orgasmed. Joe orgasmed again without shooting a load by the feeling of holding this former man tight while it shot a load.
This was good training because a sub should be able to orgasm regardless of erection or ability to shoot cum.
Once the intensity subsided, Joe got a blanket, covered them both up, kissed the fag good night and they fell asleep in a spoon; Joe being the outer spoon to comfort his new fag friend.
Meanwhile, upstairs the real men went to sleep in a spoon as well. They both needed security from a real man; one of equals where they didn't have to be on. Being a master one is always on; more so than the slave. It was nice to take a night off and just be with another man.
Paul awoke first going downstairs for some coffee. Joe was already there fixing a beautiful breakfast.
"Hey buddy." Paul said a little sheepishly.
"Good morning Sir." Joe was on the verge of tears but didn't want to show his distress.
"Joe. Put everything down for a minute. Walk over to me."
Joe walked over and fell into his Master's arms with huge sobs.
"There, there buddy. It's ok. It's all ok. I know I upset you last night. Regretfully, I had to do it by demonstration rather than sitting down and talking about it.
"This is all about you understanding that you must trust me completely. It takes time. You are not like the fag in the basement. You are my partner, and lover, and slave. The fag in the basement is a fag in the basement. He is incapable of being more.
"You're different. You are a full human being who happens to be a sub, a slave, a servant and a fag. Trust me. You have the better deal."
Joe just cried and cried. "Sir. It just hurt. As hot as it was, it just hurt"
"Look buddy. Here's the deal. We are going to have sex with others. We are going to have BDSM with others. There may be other men that come into our lives for a while and become a part of us.
"But this is only one Joe and Paul. Remember that. I'm in it for the long haul."
"Thank you. I love you Sir."
Joe had told Paul he loved him before and Paul had done the same. This one was different. Paul just now said to Joe, you are the one. He was so grateful.
They kissed. Joe felt the warmth of Paul's man body. He felt his cock stiffening. Joe's cock was stiffening as well. But it was time for coffee and serve breakfast. They had a guest and a fag to feed.
About that time, Master Sinclair came into the room. "Hope I'm not interrupting anything."
Paul responded, "No. We are done for now. My slave made us a wonderful breakfast. We need that after last night."
Joe's cock had gone down while getting Paul a cup of coffee, but the minute Master Sinclair came into the kitchen naked, Joe's cock sprung to life.
"You like that, don't you buddy?" Paul chided Joe.
"Yes Sir."
"Well maybe if you play your cards right he can play with you sometime. Right now. Serve food and sit on the floor by my leg."
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