The early days had been rough - no question about it - but now that the first Promenade had happened, and kieran saw that he was far from alone, and how organized this town was, he began to settle into his life. University wouldn't start for 3 months, but Sirs Phil and Rob had allowed him to take classes on line, so every day, from 11-3, kieran was studying banking, and business strategies - the classes he wanted. Rob had asked him to write an essay so that he could see how well he DID write. When he read it, he decided that he'd home school kieran in English composition. From 4-5, every day , six days a week, there was a class.
Rob was a strict disciplinarian. Some days, when kieran was getting a caning for not completing an assignment, Phil would come in and watch. If the caning on kieran's ass got him hot enough, he'd jerk off right there. Clean up was kieran's responsibility. There was the gym in the morning and, at kieran's suggestion, craig now led a class of about 7 of the bois, including kieran, which included a little coffee break after, before they had to get back to their respective daddies. Information got exchanged here. kieran couldn't get enough of the flattery he'd get for his wardrobes - or for how his biceps were developing. He had asked for, and gotten, a set of hand weights as a birthday present from the Daddies, and he worked out at home too. He remembered how buff his friend Rick's body had been. He was aiming for that.
He had his household chores, including helping with the cooking, the laundry, and boot and shoe polishing. THAT may have been his favorite job. Sometimes, if he KNEW the daddies weren't around, he'd polish one of the shoes or boots with his tongue. Locked up, he couldn't jerk off, but the smell and the taste of leather, always got him excited.
One of the routines they had fallen into, was the daily blow job. Rob preferred his in the morning, Phil liked it just before supper. kieran swallowed for Rob, but not for Phil. He had originally, but they realized that he was getting too full to eat his dinner when he swallowed Phil, so Phil would deposit the jizz in a container. Disposing of it was kieran's job as well: there was more than one time that he did taste it, or rub it on his skin.
And the roleplays and butt sex. That wasn't every day, but kieran never knew when one, or both daddies, were going to want him for something more elaborate. Phil remained more of a butt man, and kieran had to admit, when Phil took him, it almost always felt good. Phil's tongue, almost feline, was in him before each fucking, and then the actual fucking. Sometimes, he felt as if his eyes were going to pop out of his head, because Phil got so deep. Rob was less interested in the butt fucking, but when he did fuck kieran, it was usually because he found something kieran was wearing especially appealing, or he had had an especially rough day at work. One time, after Rob had taken kieran to a business dinner as his "date" the two of them in matching tuxedos, he had tied kieran to the basemen rack, and had undressed him, piece by piece, starting with french cuffs, until kieran was totally naked. Then, over the course of two hours, he fucked kieran's mouth three times, and his ass twice. That special event had left kieran so exhausted that they had actually brought in the doctor to make sure he was ok. "I'm afraid no sex for this boy for about five days. You two will have to satisfy yourself with each other." "That means NO sex kieran. You're not getting unlocked."
So this was the state of affairs the day that... well, you'll find out.
Rob was making dinner that night: a new recipe he had found for a chicken dish. Just after kieran had finished his classes , Phil had put his hand on kieran's left shoulder. "Yes sir?" "Upstairs, bedroom. Wait for me." "yes sir. " It took Phil about fifteen minutes to get there, and kieran didn't know what he wanted, so he didn't know how to prepare for his Daddy. Phil came in, smiling. "Just lay down kieran. We're gonna cuddle for a few minutes. " "Yes sir." kieran took off his shoes, and got on the bed, on his back. His flat belly breathed softly through his dark red t shirt. Phil admired him, his biceps, his torso, even the legs he could see (kieran wore white shorts a lot). Phil lay down next to him and pulled him over to him. His hand slipped under kieran's t shirt, as he kissed him. He stared into his eyes. "Boi, you don't disappoint us. I hope you know that." "I try not to Sir, but thank you. It took me a while to accept this, but... I know I belong to you and to Daddy Rob." "Yes..." He kissed him again. "Yes you do. " He smiled. "God you feel so good. " His hand was moving up kieran's body. The warmth of his hand was getting kieran even more excited. "Sir... is it possible to uncage me more often ? " Phil smiled. "I was going to discuss that with Sir Rob tonight. You've been behaving well, and I think we might be able to increase it to once a week, instead of once every two weeks." "Thank you Sir. " "And.... we were thinking of giving you access to a porn subscription. One. Anything you like.. " He took kieran's ear in his mouth . He whispered. "Does that sound good to you boi?" "OH YES SIR. THANK YOU. " His lips got covered by Phil's as he kissed him. "More than anything else right now, I wanna roll you over and tickle the back of your knees. You know how I love that." "I do Sir. It drives me crazy. You always fuck me when you're done." "I do. Tonight, though, no fucking. Not your ass anyway. Just your mouth. You know where you go." "yes sir." Phil preferred that kieran kneel at a particular place when he got a blow job, and kieran took it. Before the Daddies, he never thought he could be someone's bottom sub. But he was now. He knew how Phil liked him to open his zipper slowly : to let his cock peek out, little by little. How he loved the way kieran "tasted" the cock the way a snake tasted the air. And how Sir Phil loved to just grab his head and shove him down on his cock, as he did now. How he loved the slurping sounds kieran made (Rob hated them). And most of all, he knew, when Phil released his hands from his hair, to back up, and let Phil shoot into a cup or whatever he had available. That happened now. kieran lived for the kiss he got when he was done: how Phil kissed him let him know how much he liked or didn't like, the blowjob. Today, he liked it a lot. He tongue wrestled with kieran until they both started laughing, and Phil tossed him back on the bed and tickled his belly until he begged him to stop. Phil did. "My boi. Our boi. We're lucky to have you." "I'm lucky to be here Sir." In truth, when he heard the stories from other bois, he DID feel he was lucky. Punishments were not nearly as severe here as they were in other houses, and he had much more freedom than other bois. Yes, the Daddies sometimes seemed to be insatisable, but kieran smiled. He was horny a lot of the time too, and he could close his eyes, and think about men he had bedded in the past. Lately though, that wasn't happening. He was much more centered on the Daddies. He had always liked having sex. Now, he liked having sex WITH THE DADDIES.
They noticed and admired his gym work. He had asked to attend a wrestling class, and that was the one thing they rejected. it was a way they kept kieran in line. However strong he was, the Daddies always seemed to be able to take him. Just this afternoon, when he lost the tongue wrestling match, he saw it again. Daddy Phil hadn't had to work hard at all, to pin him down and tickle him at will.
The fact that they were eating dinner together was one way he felt lucky: other bois spoke of being fed from bowls on the floor, while wearing collars and leashes, or being made to eat in separate rooms, with no utensils. kieran ate with the Daddies every night, he drank wine with them, and usually, sat to television with them afterward.
"We have a special treat tonight," Rob said. Phil looked puzzled. Then he smiled. "OH, that's right. The streaming?" "I'm sorry Sirs. The streaming?" "Yes . In fact, we should let you watch it with us tonight. Once a month, we get a private film streamed to us. It's not a film available everywhere, but only to subscribers. Tonight, the film is called "Black Cop Bottom." says it's an amateur caste. " Rob looked at Phil and they smiled. They saw the sick look on kieran's face. "No love, we're not gonna have you do porno. Just thought it might be fun to have you watch it with us. " kieran DID think the title sounded hot. He looked forward to it. The screening started at 7. At 6:45, Phil called to him. "Get over here kieran." "yes sir? Did I do something wrong? " Phil laughed. "Nah. You did everything right. That's why you're wearing these during the movie. He put a pair of handcuffs on kieran, in front of him. "Are you sure I did nothing wrong Sir?" "Absolutely nothing. See... we talked about it, Sir Rob and I, and..." he pulled down kieran's shorts, found the chastity cage and unlocked it. "We wanted to give you a chance to "grow" during the movie. BUT... you're not getting the chance to grow TOO much. kieran smiled. "THANK YOU SIR. OH, I NEEDED SOME RELIEF." "We know you did kieran. Now don't disappoint us during the movie. " "I'll try not to Sir. kieran, as usual, was in between Rob and Phil. When Rob put his hand on his right thigh, he moved his legs to open them just a bit. Rob was massaging his thigh. This was a test, and kieran knew it. He'd have the porno, the physical sensation of the thigh massage, and the freed cock. He'd have to balance it all.
The film started. It began with rick talking to the blond receptionist in the office. kieran began to feel funny: that looked like rick. When the guy spoke, he sounded like rick. He moved like rick. But he didn't see his face until the guy was stretched out and tied down on the platform. "SIRS. THAT'S MY FRIEND RICK. WHAT THE..." "BOI. WATCH YOUR VOCABULARY." "I'M SORRY SIR . I'M SORRY BUT... IT LOOKS LIKE RICK IS BOTTOMING." At that point, Stan came into the room. He talked with the guys surrounding rick, and then he lowered his pants. "HOOOOOLY" Phil laughed. "I mean, if you're gonna bottom, settle for the best." "WHAT THE.. It's got to be fake," kieran said. But he realized: rick was gifted. If he was going to take cock up the ass, he said it would have to be bigger than his. This one SURE was, more than 9 inches. "Hands away kieran." Phil gently pulled his arms up from his crotch. "Is that your friend rick?" "Yes, but... that guy. He's calling him ricky. He always said 'ricky is a bottom name." "Well, ha ha. Looks like he's bottoming." Stan had begun to slide into ricks ass. "AND IT LOOKS LIKE HE'S WELL TRAINED. GEEZ. If that's not a footlong, I don't know what is." kieran's mouth had dropped. "I can't believe this. rick was always... always.. 100% top. " "Every man meets his match. YOU were a topman, boi." "Still am " he thought, but didn't say. "GOD, look how EASILY he takes that cock. Hmmm. I wonder..." Rob looked at Phil. "We need to talk to the other daddies. This guy could give the boys some serious education on how to be better bottoms. " "I agree. And isn't he the one boi tried to contact." A smile moved across Rob's face. "Indeed he is." He put his arm around kieran's shoulders. "Boi, you may have just earned yourself a job as a Trojan horse. We'll talk to that guy Stan first, and then..." "You think they're a couple, Sir?" kieran asked, and Phil laughed. "You don't develop the ability to take 12 inches or so without constant practice. That guy also seems to know every hot spot. They're a couple. " "We'll call a conference meeting tomorrow. I think a workshop is in order."
kieran kind of knew what was going to happen: they were going to try to get rick and his partner here, for the bois who didn't bottom well. He THOUGHT he bottomed well, but he didn't know what the Daddies felt. It would be good to see rick, but... OH SHIT. rick was gonna be a sub sex slave. Just like him. "Know what Rob? I think we have to see if kieran needs to be in his class." "I'm gonna watch. You take care of it tonight." Here. Might be fun to bring him up on the leash. The dog collar went around kieran's neck, and Phil took the leash. "Let's go boi. Time for a walk first." Several of the Daddies were into pup play with their bois, and about now, you could hear them out on the common ground. They didn't take out kieran much, but Phil was taking him for a walk tonight. He held the leash tight with one hand, and had his other hand on kieran's ass. "Boi, know what that is?" "Yes sir. It's my ass. It belongs to you." "What do you think of it getting filled tonight." "An excellent idea Sir. Take me from both ends. " "I'll even let you shoot." "Thank you Sir." They passed about four daddies out with their bois that night, including matt. It looked like he had been punished again: he had a mark on his cheek and a black mark over his eye. kieran would have to try to ask at the gym that week." A pup walk meant he was going to be taken on all fours. And he was. "My fine thoroughbred boi. GETTING BRED," Phil pulled on the leash, as he slid his cock into kieran's ass. "BARK FOR ME BOI." "WOOF. WOOF. BOW WOW. GRRRRRRRRRRRR" He went through all of his dog noises and Rob laughed. "He may not need a lesson in bottoming, but puppy training. Starting next week." Next day, Rob began to research the guys in the film. He was finding WAY more information than he thought it was. And he began to think: "rick and kieran. A film. Hmmmm."