CHRISTIAN'S INDUCTION III
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Part Nine
When Chris exited the bathroom Matt looked him up and down and asked him where the fuck he had been.
"I went to clean up like you told me Matt".
"Oh yea," replied Matt "but I gotta admit I preferred you the way you were cumface." That elicited guffaws from the others.
Chris could see that the smoke, allied with the booze, was having a telling effect on his younger bro. He didn't hold it well at all. It didn't augur well for the rest of the evening. Mind you, Chris could feel that he himself was losing his inhibitions as a result of the pills he had ingested and he knew that whatever further humiliations were foisted upon him he would endure them willingly. The nearness of these younger boys, with their hard smooth bodies and cocks, that distinctive body odor of theirs, as well as their demanding attitudes, was intoxicating to him in the extreme. His inbuilt submissiveness would allow him to please them in whatever humiliating way they demanded.
The four boys were lounging about watching a new porn DVD that Will had now loaded and were whooping encouragement to two guys with huge dicks as they went about fucking this whore from both ends. The guy who was face-fucking her had forced his dick all the way down her throat to the amazement of Doug and Larry, and the latter wondered whether Chris would be able to swallow his dick in the same way. He resolved to put it to the test. Matt meanwhile, in his dazed mind, was determined that this long-awaited event was not going to be turned into a poor replica of a porn cinema and decided to place the focus back on his older bro. He took Will aside and asked him to get a normal straight backed chair. Will went downstairs to fetch one and when he returned he took Matt into the bathroom and produced a dog collar with attached leash.
"Dude, I don't know what you got in mind but to my way of thinking every bitch should wear one of these."
Matt smiled and said: "Will, you are a fucking genius. I wanna get him to do another round of blowjobs then we will get around to treating him like the bitch he is. OK?" Will replied: "Sure dude, whatever."
Will disappeared into the bathroom and stuck his head back through the door and summoned Chris. He closed the door behind Chris and said: "Dude, can you believe what fucking pigs those guys are? Just look at this place!"
Chris looked at the state of the bathroom and, as was to be expected, the guys had all been pissing during the course of the evening, none of them bothering to flush the toilet after use. There was piss on the floor and someone had not bothered to lift the seat and remnants of his piss remained on the seat.
Will instructed Chris: "Dude, you really gotta clean the place up. But, as a reward, I'm gonna allow you to lick some anonymous guy's piss off the toilet seat. That'll be a kick for you, right?" Chris didn't demur and after Will had made sure that he did it, he told Chris to get on with the clean-up.
Matt had been looking around for Chris, stumbling all over the room. He saw Will exit the bathroom and asked him where the fuck his bro was.
Will explained that he had given Chris the task of cleaning up the mess in the bathroom and he hoped that that was OK. "Jesus, yea, dude," replied Matt "just as long as he's kept busy."
Matt called Larry over and asked him to place the straight backed chair in the center of the room. Larry smiled to himself at Matt's state and did as he was asked. Matt addressed his three friends: "Guys, I don't need to remind you that the whole purpose of tonite's get-together is to party. And as you know, we have a willing bitch who is here to follow your every wish."
Chris had exited the bathroom and was watching proceedings. Matt told him to get over to the chair and take a seat. He then turned to his friends once more and informed them that what they saw before them was nothing less than a cum bucket, capable of taking every load it was given. "He will remain in this chair and as and when you have the urge to cum, all you have to do is stand in front of him and allow him to suck your dick. Go for it guys!"
At this stage the four of them needed little encouragement as they were all sporting boners having been watching the porn vid. Larry stepped up to the plate, pushed his groin into Chris's face and instructed him to take his dick out of his shorts and to get to work on it. Chris did just that and was hungrily sucking on Larry's dick. Larry grabbed his head from behind and started to force his dick into Chris's mouth as far as it would go. He was determined to ram it down Chris's throat and soon Chris was gagging at the intrusion. "What a fucking useless piece of shit you are dude." Larry informed him. "That fucking whore on the DVD swallowed that guy's eight inch dick with no problem and here you are gagging on my weenie." The others all laughed. He shot his load into Chris's mouth and told him to swallow it. He extracted his dick and wiped it all over Chris's face before retreating to get himself another beer. Chris sat in the chair for about an hour while the boys took their turns at being sucked off once more.
Matt announced: "Guys, by virtue of Will's generosity, our little bitch here is going to get a reward for his efforts. He produced the dog collar and, amid much hilarity, fitted it around Chris's neck. It was a standard collar with metal studs and as soon he had fastened it in place, he moved it around so that the attached leash was under Chris's chin. Matt turned to Will and said: "Dude, I have to say, that looks real classy!" He then pulled the chair away and Chris fell on his ass on the floor. "Naughty bitch!" Matt chided him. "No dogs allowed on the furniture! For the rest of the evening you will remain on your hands and knees. Capiche?" Chris nodded miserably and reflected that this was going a lot further than he had anticipated.
Doug had never had so much fun in his life. He bent down and took the leash and pulled Chris over to where he had been sitting. He announced "Our boxer at home just loves to lick my feet. You guys figure this bitch would love it too?" Larry assured him that if he didn't that was his bad luck. He told Doug to make him do it.
Chris was now on all fours in front of Doug, the leash being jerked from time to time. "Take off my flip-flops bitch and get to work on my feet." Doug instructed. Chris took off Doug's flip-flops and started to lick his feet, one at a time. He lifted first one then the other, licking as well under the soles and between the toes. The other guys looked on in amazement, not quite believing what they were seeing. "He fucking loves it man!" shouted Will. "Check it out. He's got a boner!"
The other three took turns in dragging Chris around by the leash with Larry also requiring a tongue bath. In between he was forced to fetch and serve them with more beer on his hands and knees. Towards three o'clock everyone had had enough but before the night broke up, Will instructed Chris to crawl though to the bathroom and do a clean-up. "No fucking way I wanna be faced with all that piss on the floor in the morning!" he informed the others.
Matt approached Will and asked him whether he could borrow the dog collar, minus the leash, until he could get one of his own. Chris wore it all the way home.
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Both brothers slept in late the next morning but Chris was awakened by the ringing of his cellphone at about eleven. It was Andy with Pauly yelling Hi Chris! in the background, who suggested Chris come over that afternoon as his folks would be out for the day. Wearily Chris agreed.
To be continued..
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