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Early Release 3
It was a quiet hike back to Matt's house. I think everyone was reflecting on the afternoon's activities on the early release day.
We emerged from the trail at an unfamiliar point for me, we headed down the street and around the corner. It was at that point, that I got a glimpse of Matt's house for the first time. I knew his family was well off, but I didn't think they were so rich. As we headed up his driveway, his house had to be 3 or 4 times the size of my home and certain sections were three stories high, there was even 4 garages. Matt directed us around the nearest side and told me I could take a shower in the pool house around back.
As we pass through the gated backyard, Matt's dad was lounging by the pool and starting chatting with his son. Apparently, his parent's plans got cancelled at the last minute, so with nothing planned, he was going to relax at the pool. While I was surprised and tried to keep my distance in case the piss smell was noticeable, he was very nice eye candy. He was shorter than Matt by about three inches, but just as toned, he had a nice hairy chest, which he kept trimmed. His tight boxer-brief swim trunks suggested that Matt might have inherited his cock size from dear old dad.
As my shorts started to tent, Matt told his dad that I needed to shower, something about slipping in something not too pleasant on the hike with an unbearable smell. Matt showed me to the showers and I was in awe at the opulence of the pool house facilities. The features and layout would put the best spa to shame, there was a bank of individual sinks, a couple urinals and stalls, an open lounge area to relax, with TV and a mini-fridge. And at the other end, was a giant marble shower stall that housed about six shower heads, I could just imagine a bunch of naked guys getting all soaped up in there. Matt brought me back to reality and pointed out where I could find the towels and he let me know he would be getting a change of clothes for me to use from his younger brother, Chase. He quickly disappeared.
I quickly undressed and headed to the showers, the shower got nice and hot in just seconds. My body relaxed instantly as I gently caressed away the remnants of the activities that were on my skin. I started to soap up and as I lathered up my sensitive hole, my body began to get excited as I relived the amazing fucking I had gotten from Matt and Connor. My cock was pulsing and leaking precum, so naturally I started to slowly stroke it, I figured since I could see the entrance to the pool house from the shower stall, I would be able to see if anyone were to wander in. I was close, fingering my tender asshole and stroking my soapy cock, I was right on the edge. I closed my eyes for a few seconds luxuriating in these feelings, when I hear Matt's dad whistling a causal tune. My eyes spring open, as my feet do the fastest ballerina twirl possible, so that my hard cock is now facing the wall, out of Matt's dad's sight. He informed me that Matt had gotten some clothes for me and since he needed to take a piss, he offered to bring them in. He figured since we were all guys, I wouldn't mind if he took a leak while I was showering. I managed to stammer out that it's his place, feel free.
The conversation seemed casual enough so I figured he didn't see my raging hard cock, and that it must have been a natural turn. From the urinal, he asks me if we had a good hike, to which I respond too quickly and eagerly with a louder than expected yes. My face burning hot from embarrassment. Matt's dad tells me that all Matt has been talking about all week was the hike they had planned for the early release day. He goes on to say that the way Matt was speaking about it, he figured he was going to be taking a girl out to the woods for a little game of hide the sausage or eat the beaver. I'm surprised on two fronts; he is actually talking about his son having sex and that Matt was looking forward to the time together. He tells me he is relived it was just us boys and that we didn't get into any mischief. With that he turns to head out and reminds me that Chase's clothes are on the chair for me when I am done.
With my cock deflated and with a renewed desire to leave ASAP, I quickly finish up my shower, and get dressed. Chase's clothes were about a size and a half too small for me, but I managed to squeeze into the sexy red jock, running shorts and t-shirt, which was virtually a belly shirt exposing my naval and treasure trail. I checked myself out in the mirror, I looked like a sexy slut selling my wares, but WTF, I'm just heading home and can change there.
I join Matt, Connor and Robert (which I found out is Matt's dad's name) on the patio. Both Matt and Connor had smirks on their faces as they saw me approaching in my borrowed outfit. Robert however had a lecherous smile on his face, which made me feel uncomfortable, but also sexy and appealing. As it was getting late in the day, Robert told Matt to drive us home and that he could take the Maserati. So we started to head to the garage. Matt said I looked hella sexy in his brother's clothes and that I should keep them, they were too small for his brother anyway. I graciously accepted.
About half way to the garage, Robert shouts to me and tells me that I can return Chase's clothes in the morning. Slightly confused, I tell him that I can drop them off mid-morning, as I had no plans for the day. Matt had a puzzled look on his face, but it soon disappears as he engaged with Connor as we approach the garage.
Of course as the pussy bitch bottom, I am relegated to the back. I get in and buckle up. Since Connor lives closer, Matt drops him off first. They fist bump and make plans to go to their baseball game together in the early morning. Matt turns to me and tells me to get my tight ass up front, he ain't going to be no chauffeur. So I jump in the front and he peels out of Connor's driveway. When he gets to my place, he stops the car and turns to me. With his hand on my bare thigh, he tells me he hopes that all is good and that he really did have a good time. He reassures me that he would never tell anyone at school about the fun times we had today. He hands me his personal card with cell and email on it and says if I ever need a good stuffing, he may be available. He sees a big smile on my face and suspects that I will be calling him soon enough. We say our goodbyes and he's off.
My evening was like most, home alone as Mom was at work and siblings are with Dad at his house. In my bedroom, I relax on my single bed, enjoying the borrowed jock I am wearing. My thoughts drift through the events of the day, I stroke my cock as I reminisce and end up shooting a massive load of cum all over me and the jock. I grab my cum rag for a quick wipe of my body, toss the jock on the pile of other loaner clothes and fall fast asleep in my bed. Morning comes faster that a young virgin fucking hot ass.
Like most days, the bright morning sun comes too early and I am pulled from my slumber. I start my day with a piss, quick shower and a bowl of cereal in front of the TV. I figure I might as well return the clothes early in the day, when it is cooler, so I don't overheat on my bike ride to Matt's. I toss Chase's clothes in my pack, I figure I don't need to wash them, I was only in them for a few minutes, having forgot that my cum covered the jock the previous evening. I head out on the bike and arrive at Matt's house just after 10 am.
Since I am unaccompanied, I figure I need to go to the massive front door. I ring the bell and in short order there is an older man dressed very well opening the door. I tell him that am returning some clothes I borrowed and I reach for my pack, when he interrupts me. He says Master is expecting you, follow me to the study and I will let him know you have arrived. You can conduct your business there.
I'm escorted to this amazing room, if I wasn't told it was a study, I would have thought it was a library, with all the shelves of books and the huge desk for a libriarian. He gestures for me to take a seat on the sofa. As most teens would do, I plop down and am about to put my feet on the coffee table, as I get a reminder that young men need to remember that their feet belong on the floor. I chuckle inside as the doorman leaves the room.
Moments later, Robert appears in the room, decked out in workout wear. He's got the coolest trainers on, skin tight white short going to mid-calf and similarly tight white muscle tee. He looks stunning. He is very pleasant and thanks me for being so prompt in returning the clothes. He engages me in some discussions about my life, my background, school, you know the usual small talk. I find it very easy to speak with him. I am surprised at how young looking he is, but learn that his only 37. Matt was the product of a back seat fuck first year in college. The girl was not from a good family, so Robert's parents helped raise Matt in the early years, before he married his current wife. In addition to Matt, he had a couple of other kids.
Our conversation came to an end and I was looking into his eyes, when he had to stop and ask me if I had brought the clothes. I stammer and stumble, and then finally tell him yeah. I reach into my pack, grab the bunched up clothes and hand them to him in a pile. Of course the jock, covered in dried cum is on the top. I'm sure he sees it, as I realize just what I have done. He does a once over of the clothes and places them on his lap and asks me what I am up to for the day. I tell him I had no plans, he says great, and in a more authoritative voice than our previous conversation says that I will join him and Matt on their boat this afternoon. It would be a good experience for everyone. He expected Matt to be home in a few hours and that I should follow him.
Having this hot man tell me what to do starts my blood pumping and I feel my cock twitching in my board shorts. Without hesitation I stand to follow him. He responds with a low, good boy and tells me to pick up those clothes I had borrowed. I obey.
We leave the house through the pantry door, cross the patio out back, and head into the pool house. In the lounge area, he orders me to stop. He asks me if I washed the clothes and I say no. He crosses the floor to me, lifts the jock with my dried come on it and asks me, if this is my dried cum on the jock. My face blushes and I don't say a word. He asks again firm and says boy I asked you, is this your dried cum? I lower my head and out comes a small yes. He raises my head and says look me in the eyes when you address me and it will be yes sir! I try to get a confident Yes Sir out, but it is timid and weak. He takes the red material to his nose and inhales deep, tells me I smell delicious. He starts lapping at the dried cum and lets me know it tastes better than it smells. I have an instant hard on.
He orders me to strip, I hesitate, but do as I am told. As I undress, he asks me if I sucked his son's fat cock yesterday, I say yes sir. Did he fuck my tight ass, I say yes sir. He says did you like it, I say yes sir. Did you jack off and cum all over this jock thinking of my son fucking you, I say yes sir, with a smirk on my face. He tells me good, then you will love it even more later, but now Daddy was going to have his way. He throws the jock at me, instructs me to put it on and I comply.
He smacks my ass, as he walks past me and say follow. He goes through a door leading to a lower level. Unlike the immaculate spa above, this was cold and bare concrete. We head downstairs, through another set of doors and a giant dungeon opens up. There are wooden crosses, leather benches, chains on the wall, metal carts with various appliances on them. As I take it in, precum starts flowing from my steely cock, it pulses with each new thing I see.
I am ordered to the middle of the room, as Robert picked something up from the side of the room. He approaches me from behind and says no matter what, neither he nor Matt would ever hurt me, that they both have been raised to treat their toys well. He slips something over my head, I feel like he has some leather bag over my head, but it is contoured to my face and fits surprisingly snug. I feel him make a few adjustments, as my eyes get used to the pitch dark. I sense he moves in front of me, he fiddles with something on my face and I can see again, like he opened flaps for my eyes. He gives the mask a tug again, the mouth opening drops and I can breathe fresher air. He asks me how that is. I say good and he immediately slaps my chest. I'm told it is my last warning, I must address him as Master, Sir or Daddy. I quickly apologize to my Master.
Still standing close to each other, he commands me to strip him from top to bottom. I nervously approach him from behind to lift his muscle shirt off. He says he wants to see me, move to the front. So I obey and I get his shirt off without issue. As I reach to his shorts, he orders me to stop. So I do, but I'm greatly disappointed as I want to see his cock. He pulls his hands behind his head, showing me his massive triceps and his hairy pits. He demands that I smell his pits, lick them with my hot little tongue and suck on his daddy tits. I follow the orders and do as I am told. The noises I hear from Robert tell me I am doing a good job. He informs me that he hasn't showered even after he was plowing his wife last night, so he hoped his pits were nice and ripe for me. They were, but his masculine smell was only turning me on more. I start really getting into worshiping his body when he suddenly grabs me in a head lock and tells me boy that I need to keep that cock of mine away from his body. I hadn't realized but I guess my jock-covered cock grazed his leg as I was licking his pits and sucking on his hard nipples. He lets me know I am not to let it touch him again, unless instructed and with that he pushes me down to my knees.
I am commanded to continue undressing him and to remove his shorts. With his crotch inches away from my face, I reach up for his waistband. Just as I hook my fingers under it, he stops me. Tells me he wants me behind him to do this. I comply and move on my knees until his delicious bubble butt is in my face. I begin again and disrobe him. There was no jock or underwear to remove, which I had guess when I tried to check out his junk earlier. He tells me I did a good job and to follow him. I am about to get up, when he barks out the command that I need to stay on my knees. So I follow him, like a dog on my hands and knees to the leather picnic table.
By the time I have reached him, he has one leg up on the bench and the other remaining on the ground. He says I hope you know what to do now boy, my hole needs a good tongue bath. I immediately go to town on licking and caressing his hairy ass. He has trimmed ass-cheeks, but has left his inner crack naturally hairy. The smells and tastes have me being an eager cleaner and my cock continues to leak a flowing river of precum. Thankfully, the jock is absorbing it and containing most of it. He moans and pulls my head deeper into his ass, he is grinding on my face and saying that I am a good little piggy. He orders me to fuck his ass with my tongue, and I try, but it's not easy to bury it deep in this positions.
He knocks me down to the floor and straddles my face. He sits full weight on my face and says get to it boy. My tongue finds its way deep into Master's ass and he moans so loud, I thought the neighbours would call the cops. He rides my face and tongue for several more minutes before he dismounts. I nearly pass out due to limited air and because all of my senses are overloaded.
He tells me I am a good and obedient son. My reward is that he is going to skull fuck me until he shoots his daddy seed deep in me. He cautions me that I am not to spill any of his cum as it is precious seed and that there will be severe consequences if I do.
He grabs the leather hood and pulls me to the leather chaise. He lays down and spreads his legs nice and wide. He orders me between his legs, where I finally get to see his amazing Daddy cock. It is rock hard with a deep purple massive head and thick veiny shaft. At the base of his shaft hang a set of the biggest balls I have seen. Without warning, he grabs me by my ears and forces his 9 inches of man meat down my throat. He is in me balls deep stretching my throat and blocking off air. I'm surprised I was able to accommodate his throbbing cock with his aggressive face-fuck without the benefit of warming up, perhaps it is still stretched from Matt and Connor's cocks yesterday.
He continues pounding my throat at a fast pace, but there is just enough time when he pulls out to gulp for air before he plunges back in. He compliments me and says I must have had Matt shooting deep in my mouth rather quickly. He can't recall the last time he played with such a young and talented cock sucker. He was looking forward to spit-roasting me with his son on the boat later. As his rhythm picks up and I see his balls pull up I get ready for him to unload in me and he does. I feel his cock spasm in my throat as jets of cum unload, but he pulls out quickly and three more land in my open mouth and on my leather covered face. He finishes up by burying his cock deep in my mouth and I get to savour his manly seed.
I'm ordered to clean his cock and to lick his low hanging balls. Of course, I happily comply. I want to please my Master. Once done to his satisfaction, he pulls me to his face and begins licking and sucking his cum off the leather mask. I almost shoot a load as he does this. Once I'm cum-free, he pulls me in for a deep kiss. He offers me his recycled load and I eagerly suck it from his tongue and continue to probe his mouth for any remnants of his delicious seed.
He sees I am still very horny and notices the damp jock. He orders me to stand and to remove the jock. I immediately obey without any hesitation. He pulls my hands behind my back and I feel him put some restraints on them. They don't hurt, but I am helpless and he is in full control. He starts to gently run his finger underneath my cock head and shaft. My entire body convulses and I let out a deep moan. I feel his face close to my ear and he quietly asks if I am close. I say yes Master, I am. He just lets out a gentle mmmmm.
I feel him grab the base of my cock with his thumb and finger reaching around my balls too. He leads me over to the cement wall that had several O rings strategically placed. He pulls me close to his face, I can feel his breathing on my lips. He begins to aggressively kiss me, placing his weight against my upper body and I begin to fall back, until I am supported by the cold concrete. His hand is back on my teen cock, as he teases more precum from me. He really knows what he is doing because he stops just as I was about to shoot. I am totally frustrated, my balls must be the deepest blue. I feel him behind me playing with my hands and then I hear a soft clip. I'm now naked, with a leather hood on, my cock hard and ready to shoot the biggest load, my chest heaving as I breathe excitedly and bound to this cold concrete.
Robert tells me Matt won't be home for about an hour or so. Robert also says that I did interrupt him this morning and he still needed to have his morning workout and shower. He reaches up and closes the eye flaps, so I am cast in complete dark. I hear him move around and he says that I will just need to relax a little while we wait for Matt. I feel his lips against mine again, so I open up and he buries his tongue deep. He pulls out and puts this soother like thing in my mouth. I'm just about to spit this thing out when he closes the mouth flap. No matter how I work it with my tongue, this thing isn't going anywhere. It must be like a ball gag but for when you confined to a hood. He says he doesn't want me whining and moaning or calling for the neighbours while he works out. He strokes my cock a couple more times and says I really should cool off. There is silence for a minute or two, then some unusual noises from the other side of the room. My body suddenly tenses as ice cold water lands all over me from head to toe. It feels like Robert has taken a fire house and is spraying me with water from a frozen lake. I scream, but with this thing in my mouth, very little sound comes out. My body reacts by involuntarily twisting and turning as I am bombarded with sensory overload. As quickly as the sensation started, the water stopped and I hear the door close. I am alone, naked, bound to a wall, dripping wet, all of my senses being deprived, in my friend's pool house basement, with a belly full of his dad's cum. I must be a natural whore, with everything going on right now, in the moment, all my mind can do is think about Matt fucking my ass while my Master feeds me his cock. I feel my ass twitch and my mouth go dry.
** To be continued **