PROMENADE DAY! This was the day that Phil and Rob were going to introduce their new boy kieran to the community at large. Matt would be there too. kieran wondered how many bois there would be, and if he'd get to meet any of the bois of color whom craig had told him about. "WHACK." He felt Phil's hand come down on his butt, as he lay in between Rob and Phil. "Like that boi, heh heh. Time to get you up and ready. First promenade. You're gonna be a star!" Rob began to stir in the bed too. He raised his head, and looked at the sleepy kieran "I think you're gonna make everyone jealous of the two of us." He squeezed kieran on the back of his neck "And you're also gonna find out just how lucky you are to be here and not somewhere else boi." Phil had gotten out of bed so there was room for him to roll kieran on his back and pin him down '
"I know what you're thinking, sweetcakes. You're thinking that you'd be lucky if you weren't here. Know what? If you weren't here, you'd be someone else's boi. Guaranteed. Once your photo got around, it was just a matter of time." "My photo? Sir, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Rob smiled. "You know, finding a boi, choosing one, training him, all of this requires a great deal of effort and organization. There are 'scouts' let's call them, who are always on the lookout for potential candidates. When they find one, the research begins. WAY more than 50% don't pass the first round: there's a family member who'll worry about them, or it would be too difficult to snatch the guy without someone getting REALLY suspicious, all kinds of things. So, when a boi is finally found to be a suitable candidate, his photo gets circulated. "
kieran was having trouble believing this. "So my photo was circulating as a potential boi for someone , Sir?" "That's right. For about two years. " "TWO YEARS?" "I know . Seems odd that no one snapped you up. Probably because there was that guy - what's his name - rick - around. Someone had suggested taking him too, but then you moved, and that problem was gone. Now, as it happens, Phil and I were looking, and someone told us that we should , as they say 'look in our own backyard.' I'm glad we did." He stroked kieran's face. "You're such a hottie, so much fun in bed. And the other boi we were looking at would have been a logistic nightmare. He lived in Oregon. Getting him east... And the expense." "So someone snatched him?" "That's what I'm told. Once we found you, we stopped looking." He sighed. "We may decide to take on a second boi in the future, but that's in the future. For now.." He squeezed kieran's ass. "We have our boi to finish training. So, kboi, get yourself up and washed. Then we'll get you dressed." The Daddies had jerked kieran off the day before - the thinking was there would be so many cute and hot bois at the promenade, they didn't want to get him too excited - and then they recaged him. Not being able to use his own cock whenever he wanted to, was probably the hardest part of the situation for kieran. When he saw what had happened to matt, he knew that he had it pretty good: the Daddies were more sexually demanding than he thought, but on the other hand, they were also much more creative than he thought they'd be. He WAS sexually stimulated constantly, and the Daddies did take good care of him. Still, he was lonely. And he kept on dreaming about rick: maybe he should have become rick's bottom when he asked. Had he been in a relationship, he wouldn't have been taken.
He came out of the shower, wrapped in one of the luxurious towels, and walked into the bedroom where his clothes had been laid out. "DAMN you're pretty" Phil said to him, smiling. "We should take you just like that. "Or pierce both his tits, Phil," Rob said, which sent a shiver through kieran's body. Piercing hadn't come up, and he hoped it didn't. He did know that many slaves and subs were pierced to show ownership. He hoped these guys were satisfied with the slave collar.
They had chosen a blue and white striped, moderately heavy weight oxford, a bow tie , blue polka dots, dark blue pants, and then a tweed sports jacket. "Now go look at yourself, boi. Check yourself out. Ask yourself if you'd wanna fuck you. That's the ultimate question." kieran did. "I look good" he thought to himself. "Now take off the jacket, and toss it over your shoulder." "Yes sir." "And push out your chest. The world should see those beautiful nipples the way they're seeing your biceps outlined, and your thighs. kieran blushed a little when he did this. He turned, as ordered, so he could see his ass. He agreed: he could jerk off to pictures of "that hot guy" all day, if he didn't know "that hot guy" was him. "Grab a strap in case we have to tie his wrists," Phil called to Rob. "Good idea. First one is always tough with the hands." "C'mon boy, let's go. Rob is driving. You're in the back with me." In the car, Phil kept his hand on kieran's thigh the whole while. After about five minutes of driving, kiera opened his legs just a little. Phil smiled. "You're learning boi. I'm glad. "
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The promenade space was a walk, built around a man made lake in a medium sized park. From the number of cars kieran guessed there were 25, maybe 30 guys there with their bois. As the club newsletter reported - the one that welcomed kieran to the community - there were 28 that Sunday. The promenade ground was a path around a man made lake, in a medium sized park. "THIS IS EXCITING!" Phil was beaming as he got out of the car, and helped kieran out. "We haven't promenaded in SUCH a long time. Now, gimme a kiss, boi." His lips met kieran's and he smiled. "My tongue is gonna be in there later." "Me too" Rob came over. "You're gonna get two tongues. " "Time to start the walk. Boi, get your hands behind your back. Don't forget: head down to Daddies and Sirs. Speak with permission not otherwise. "I understand Sir." They stood on opposite sides of kieran, each with a hand on one of his arms. The first people they saw, were Ricard and craig. Ricard was, well, overdressed with his fancy European style suit, his hat, and his cane, leading craig in a very snug light blue silk shirt, that showed to anyone who knew craig was hairy, that he had been shaved the night before. "The bois know each other, they can talk" Ricard said "kieran. Welcome to promenade. " "Thank you. I heard so much about it, I had no idea." "kieran, you wear my clothes well. I'm very pleased." kieran properly kept his head down. "You can answer boi," Rob instructed. "Thank you Sir Ricard. I think the saying is clothes make the man. This time, clothes made the boi." "OOOH. He's clever guys VERY clever. I know you'll be happy. " "kieran, you missed a session last week. Are you ok?" craig asked, and Rob answered "We had a little bit of a disciplinary problem. I think we'll be ok next week, won't we kieran?" He knew enough not to look up when he answered "Yes sir. No more problems." Both went on their way. Rob dropped his hand from kieran's arm to his ass. "You REALLY may be the prettiest boi here today, kieran. "Thank you Sir. I doubt it, but... " He felt the squeeze. "AH. Here come Adam and Charles. jason is their boy." kieran saw the three of them: two older guys, who had clearly dyed their hair, with a muscular man of color in between them. They had dressed him in a red shirt that reminded kieran a bit of rick. His head was shaved too. "SIR ADAM. SIR CHARLES. You've not met our new boi, kieran. kieran, you may greet the Daddies." "Please to meet you Sirs." "OH, he IS a handsome one," Adam smiled, and squeezed jason's arm. "Don't you think so, boi?" "Yes sir. A fine piece of caramel as you'd say. " He smiled at kieran. "I'm jason kieran. I hope we get to meet soon." "Thank you, I'm happy to meet you." Charles asked "was yours a .. botttom ?" "NOOOO. If you had asked kieran, he was 100% top. And we saw him in action. I'd believe it." "Well, maybe we have to let jason at him to drive some of that topman out of him. " He smiled "Would you like that jason?" "It would be my pleasure, Sir." He looked at kieran. "You like taking it from a brother?" kieran smiled. "if he can take me, he can have it." "OOOOH. I think we see something happening here. We'll be in touch." As they walked on , Phil rubbed the back of kieran's neck. "You ARE a real star. Now, take off that jacket. It's warm. I'll hold it for you. Make sure your chest is out." "Yes sir. Right away." "should we have him loosen the tie, Phil?" "Not yet. Ted and Allen are coming this way with matt. He's in a necktie. OH, MY. Doesn't he look hot?" matt did. They had dressed him all in black, and not tight fitting. He had on a loosened black necktie, and his sleeves were rolled. Unlike the others, matt's hands WERE tied behind him. "I hear that matt had a good afternoon with kieran." "He did. Did you enjoy yourself kieran?" "I did. Hi matt. It's good to see you again." matt smiled. "Likewise bud. It was a good talk we had. " "We're going to get moving guys. You probably want to show off that lovely boi to more folks" In about ten minutes, they had kieran take off the necktie and push back his sleeves. They opened a second button on his shirt too, so everyone could see the slave collar. kieran lost track of all the names, and his feet were hurting. They had been "promenading" for about two hours, when Phil asked if they should call it day. "Apart from being tired, being with this stud, and all the other pretty boys, has made me pretty damn horny." Rob laughed. "Well that makes two of us. Are we gonna have him together, or separately?" "Hmmm. I promised a spit roast, but maybe later. Maybe one at a time first." Rob laughed. "boi, you are going to be VERY sore tonight." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxx When they got home, Rob went upstairs to change, while Phil took kieran into the living room. He sat with him on their sofa. One arm went around kieran's shoulders, and the other on his thigh. "Now, think of it as a date. Kiss me boi. Kiss me like you're the passive partner, because you are." "Yes sir. MMMMMM." He felt Phil's tongue in his mouth . Phil moved that tongue around, as his hand slipped down kieran's shirt to a nipple, and his second hand worked on kieran's caged cock. "OH GOD. Sir, you're making me so hot." Phil smiled. "Gonna get hotter. " He moved his mouth to kieran's sensitive ear, and began nibbling it, as he fondled the boi's inner thigh. "SHIT SIR. You know what that does to me. It's doing it. " Phil smiled. "Gotta give the other one equal time." While he did that, he carefully opened each button on kieran's shirt. The work on his ear was so intense, that kieran didn't even notice it. "On the floor boy. On your back." "Yes sir. kieran knew what was coming. He was going to get fucked. And he was right. Phil undid his pants, pulled down kieran's red thong. Then he undid his own pants, and his boxers went down. His voice was low. Almost a whisper. "You are SUCH a beautiful boi. And your ass is so pretty. SO SO pretty." kieran felt Phil's finger pushing at his hole, before his hands took kieran's legs, and separated them. He saw Phil's head disappear, and then kieran HOWLED as Phil's tongue got to work lubricating him. "OH YEAH DADDY. OH YEAH. GET IN MY HOLE SIR. DAMN. Phil was so intent that he didn't hear Rob come up from behind. As Phil slipped his cock into kieran's wet hole, Rob slipped his into Phil "Heh heh. Some variation on a spit roast I think," he said. And every time Rob thrust, Phil thrust into kieran harder. "You like that boi? You like Daddy taking your ass? " "Hell YEAH SIR. FUCK ME FUCK ME HARD." kieran couldn't believe he had just said that. But he wanted it. He wanted that cock so badly. And he was getting it. Hard, and deep, and he was feeling every bit of it. Phil sped up his thrusting, even though Rob didn't. There was a scream out of Phil and he jizzed inside of kieran who yelled. "YEAH DADDY. YEAH DADDY PHIL. TAKE HIM DADDY ROB. FUCK HIS ASS. " Rob looked at him , smiled, and emptied himself into Phil.
The two daddies collapsed on the floor next to kieran. They were smiling. Each covered kieran's face with kisses. "Are you gonna be a good boi kieran? So you can get REAL cock instead of the fake stuff." "OH YEAH. Yes Sirs. I'm gong to obey my Daddies. From now on. " "MMMM. " Phil was rubbing kieran's belly and tickling him slightly. He began to laugh. "Sir. That tickles. hee hee hee hee. " Phil stopped and ran his hand through kieran's hair. "You have such a charming laugh boi. You're such a doll. Such a sweet doll." He looked at Rob. "You want him for yourself now, love? " "Not yet. I need to recover. " "Know what, Rob? I have a feeling we're gonna fall asleep. " "Yeah, I do too. " They got up. They pulled kieran up. "Get your clothes back together on you boi." "Yes sir. Tie too?" "Not necessary. You're going into the chair for a while. Some photos too. " kieran was tied in the play chair, his wrists behind him, his legs spread. Phil had found a roll of duct tape, and shoved the red thong into his mouth and covered it with the tape. Then he and Rob took turns photographing each other, standing behind kieran, kissing him, playing with his slave chain, all kinds of things. kieran was desperate to shoot. His cock banged up against the cage. He struggled, but it did him no good, as the Daddies went off for a short nap. He wondered what was next. Was there going to be a spit roast? Could he talk them into letting him cum? Tied in the chair, his thoughts drifted to rick again.