"Would it be ok with you Sirs if I changed again? I like this outfit, but I think I have a sexier one to dance for you." Phil and Rob looked at each other. "Hmmm. Stuff we just got you?" "No Sirs. When Paul grabbed stuff from my place, he brought some of my favorites. Including three or four of my favorite outfits. The one I have in mind is actually a little too small for me." "OOOH. I think we'll like it boi," answered Rob. "Go for it." "Thank you Sir." kieran went down to the empty basement. He saw the cross where he had been tied and played with that afternoon. "That was HOT" he thought, and he could feel his cock swelling in the cage. Were they going to open it soon? He felt like he was going to burst." Upstairs, Rob and Phil were talking. "You know, we're gonna have to tickle him again. And spit him." "I know.." Phil answered. "Still too much fire and brimstone in him" Then he smiled. "I LOVE the process of breaking a boi." "I'm ready Sirs..." kieran came up the stairs. He had on a grey, open collar shirt that DID fit tightly. How he had closed the second button was anyone's guess. "Where the hell did you get a shirt like that boi? I have to send the tailor to look. DAMN." kieran blushed. "Actually, my friend bought it for me as a birthday present. Rick used to have a reputation as the hottest Dom top in the city. He told me if I wanted to talk it, I had to walk it, so he bought us identical shirts. " He smiled. "It worked for Rick, but not the way he wanted it to." "What's that mean boi?" Rob asked. "Well... Rick thought he had the biggest cock in the city, and it WAS pretty big. He said he'd only ever give it up to someone with a bigger one." Phil was laughing. "Then he got called out. I've heard this story before." "Yes sir, he did. He met this big, tall, skinny guy who doesn't look like much, but rumor has it he's got 13 inches." "THIRTEEN INCHES? HELL, that's not a dick, that's a foot!" kieran laughed. " I guess that's right Sir. Well, to make a long story short, my bud's kind of in the same position I am." "He's fighting becoming a daddy's boi?" Now kieran blushed. " I apologize Sir. That's not what I meant. I meant he's a flipped top, learning how to be a bottom and a sub. " Rob looked at Phil. "Maybe we oughtta invite these guys to dinner. Have rick and kieran get reacquainted, share stories, tips, you know, that kind of thing." "Me and my big mouth," kieran thought. He had always had the hots for Rick, and we would have given it up to him, but Rick liked little blonds. Until Stan came along. "I think our boy just blushed." Phil laughed some more. "A shirt that's begging for mercy, pants that are gonna burst any minute, and you're BLUSHING over an invitation that may not happen." He came over and hugged kieran from behind. "boi, I think I'm in love with you." When kieran didn't fight, but just sank back into Phil, he put his mouth around kieran's ear. "Rob tells me that... that's the spot. " kieran put his hands up on Phil's arms. They were like steel." "Yes sir, it is. But you and Daddy Rob found so many more I didn't know I had. " "We're gonna find more too, boi. We're gonna have you helpless all the time." Rob came over to get into the fun. He began playing with kieran's junk through his tight pants. "Yup, yes we are. " kieran pointed up his chin, as if he were looking for a kiss. Instead, Rob started nibbling on it. kieran didn't expect that, or that it would feel so good. When he felt Phil pin his arms behind him, his cock got a little stiffer. "Sir Phil and I are finding ALL of your weak spots kieran, and we're gonna use each and every one of them.. He ran his finger over one of kieran's nips. "You're not fooling us, ya know. " kieran found himself blushing again. "You're gonna get broken, just like your former top friend." kieran knew he was right. Fighting it was a challenge, and he liked challenges. But he knew.. he was losing. "So, this dance for the Daddies you have in mind. We gonna see it?" kieran smiled. "Yes sir. See, I always had a fantasy of being an exotic dancer, you know, those guys who had money put in their shorts when they danced, then sat on laps for more? Well, I know I'm not gonna get paid, but..." he smiled. "Maybe the daddies will unlock me tonight?" "We'll see. You have your music or do you need some?" "Oh, if I can get pandora on your stereo Sir, I'll play it." "Pandora?" Rob looked at Phil "you know what that is?" "I need a cell phone for it Sir, but...." "Ok, ok... you can use mine. Let me unlock it." kieran tried to memorize the pattern as Rob entered his password. Phil whispered "Just to let you know: he changes it every day. Even I don't know it." Rob handed him the phone. "Ok, boi, let's see what you got." Kieran shook out whatever tension was in his arms. He plugged in the phone. Then he started. He saw the smiles on the daddies' faces, and it encouraged him. He began putting more into it. When he saw Phil unzip his pants, he knew he was doing a good job. He began unbuttoning his shirt. "HOT DAMN. Everytime I see his chest , I get excited," Rob said to Phil. As coyly as he could, kieran got his shirt off and, smiling, he threw it Rob's way. Rob picked it up and sniffed it. "MMMMM. Boy sweat." "DON"T BE A PIG" Phil grabbed the shirt. "JUST LOOK AT THOSE TITS. GOOD LORD. I WANNA SQUEEZE THEM LIKE GRAPEFRUTS." "Sell the sizzle, not the steak" kieran kept telling himself, even though he knew that his "steak" was locked in a cage. Still, his daddies were a VERY appreciative audience. The yells, the claps, and then when he took off his flip flops, and got out of his pants - just barely, they were so tight - they got up and started dancing with him. kieran sped up the dance. He was covered with sweat, but he wasn't used to an audience that showed its "appreciation" the way they did. He could feel Phil snake his arm around his middle, and then he felt his hard cock up against his ass. "You are such a sweet boi. SUCH A PRIZE." In a minute, kieran found himself locked in a three way kiss, with daddies in front and behind him. He had never been in an orgy before, of any type, and he was loving this attention. "Let's get him downstairs. The table." "Sirs... Can I..." "We're getting to that boi. We're gonna have our fun too." kieran felt one of Phil's hands on one arm, Rob's on the other. They took him downstairs, not to the cross, but to the "massage table." That was where he had fucked Mark before Paul took him to his new owner. Another thought that made him hard: would he ever see Mark again? " While his head was in the clouds, Phil had locked kieran's ankles down on the table. He felt Rob roping his wrists behind him. "Hey. Guys. Do you ever get satisfied." "Not with a hot stud like you, boi." MMMM." Rob began chewing kieran's ear, and kieran began to melt again. Then, when Rob moved his teeth to his neck.. "OH SHIT. I feel like I'm in a Buffy movie" "Ha ha. No one's gonna take your blood boi. Just everything else. Now I'm gonna give you warning so you can get ready. I'm gonna start tickling your pits again." kieran smiled. he knew he didn't stand a chance, but "NO YOU ARE NOT." He pulled his upper arms as close to his body as he could. That might have worked if he weren't tied up and helpless because, as he felt Rob's fingers slowly inching in, Phil grabbed his eggs and squeezed gently." "OH GEEZ" kieran moaned, and gave rob just enough room to get his fingers under his arms. "FUCK. you got me ." "I sure did . And now..." As compared to the afternoon, Rob was merciless now. kieran fought not to make a sound, but when Phil got to work on his feet. He was done. "AHAHAHAHAHA. HHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. HAHAHAHAHA. STOP. STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPP. PLEASE DADDIES. PLEASE SIRS. PLEASE. I GIVE. I give. " Phil looked at Rob. "Spit roast time?" "Yeah, but after...." Rob smiled. "Ok boi. Now, here's what's gonna happen. Phil's gonna uncage you . Then, you're gonna jerk off. BUT... here's the game. I'm gonna stand exactly two feet away from you. 24 inches. Twice the length of your friend's Dom. And you're gonna shoot for us. Then, we're gonna subtract how far you got from 24. If it's 18, you stay tied up six hours tomorrow, with an electric dildo in your ass. 20 inches? Just 4 hours. " He smiled. "six inches? You're gonna be taking it all day." "is it ok if I , well, never mind. I guess you won't mind if I talk about what I'm thinking about. "Not at all boi. Not at all. It might excite us more. " "Oh, one more thing. You've got 20 minutes." Phil unlocked the cage. "And then... you're gonna get spit roasted. BIG TIME." The thought of being on both of their cocks, immediately pushed kieran further along. He was hard. REALLY hard. How far was he gonna shoot? He closed his eyes. And then he began speaking. "Oh yeah. That last date.. With Jerry. Fuck that was hot. SUCH a tight little ass. Then Mark. DAMN. OH YEAH. " He didn't mean to, but then... "Tied up. Thrown in a car. The electricity. Rob's tongue in my ear. FUCK. I've been kidnapped. Nobody knows where I am. I'm a boi . I'm not just a boi to one man... I've got two. I surrendered. FUCK YES I surrendered. They're my daddies. They're my Sirs. My Masters. My Doms. My Tops. My.... OOOOOOOH. " kieran's voice got high and sweet, and he shot. His eyes were still closed when he did, so he had no idea how far he went. " He did know that the daddies were clapping. "GOOD BOI. LOOK AT THAT. If we condition you just right, we may win the jo contest this year." "The JO contest Sirs?" Phil smiled. "Craig didn't tell you about that? Every year, just once, there's sort of an "olympics for bois." A big competition. Daddies enter their bois in different events. "Do the bois get any rewards, Sir?" "Maybe. It all depends on the daddies. Last year, for example, the winner of the wrestling match got to fuck any boi he wanted to. "Poor Craig. He was so sore after that boi with the big cock took him." "Yeah, he was out of work for three days. Couldn't squat." Phil put his hand on kieran's shoulder. "The culmination, is the boi hunt. All the bois get released into a field, and get a five minute head start. Then, the daddies go out hunting them. The boi who escapes for the longest, DOES get a prize.
Last year it was a gold cock ring, and a gift certificate for a tit piercing. " "Would my daddies pierce my nips, Sirs?" "NAH. We'd trade it in for something else. Maybe get you a leather harness for the dance the next week." "The dance Sirs?" "Yeah, daddies don't really dance, but the bois do. Again, another competition. This one brings the daddies a cash prize. " Rob sighed. "Matt better get up to speed. You remember the thrashing Ted and Allen gave their boi last year when he finished third?" "Oh yeah, I do. I think I jerked more than the 24 inches. " "You did." Ray continued. He sighed and smiled. "Then we came home and you fucked me all night." "Good times, good times." Then Phil came back to earth. He put his hand on kieran's neck. "Ok boi . Got to get going because it's getting late. First, that jizz needs to be cleaned up. Get on all fours. Lick it up." "From the floor? " "I SAID LICK IT. " His hand came down on kieran's ass. "YOU WANT THE CAGE FOR THREE WEEKS FOR INSUBORDINATION?" kieran sighed. "No Sir. You're right. I surrendered." He got on all four, and began cleaning up his own jizz. While he was doing that, Rob took out the leash, and attached it to his collar. "This'll keep you in place for what's next. Your mouth. My cock. NOW." While kieran was getting in position, he felt Phil probing his ass, spreading his cheeks. "So sweet. So nearly untouched. Looks so... edible.." His tongue dug into kieran's ass, and kieran gasped, as Rob shoved his cock in his mouth. Guys had eaten kieran's ass before, but after that, kieran always fucked them. That wasn't happening tonight." He felt the spit go into his asshole, and then he felt Phil's generous endowment sliding in. It pushed him up further on Rob's cock. Rob pulled the leash. "Some guys like to pull their bois' hair. I think this is SO much more effective at teaching a boi his place." kieran hadn't been recaged , and even though he had just cum, he felt his cock hardening again. Phil was right up against his prostate, and Rob had found the point right before his air was cut off. He was truly, "FULL." "You ready partner?" Rob smiled at Phil. kieran couldn't see what Phil did, but then he heard them count off, in sync: "One... Two... THREE." and simultaneously, he was filled with cum in both spots. He didn't have a chance to recover, as Rob's began flooding his throat. And Phil's, hot and thick and voluminous, flooded his gut. When they finished, he fell to the floor. "Guys. I mean, Sirs. Dads. I... I don't know whether to cry, to laugh, to smile. " Phil and Rob got down on the floor with him. They both put an arm around him. "kieran boi, whatever you're feeling... it's fine. You wanna cry, cry. You want us here, we'll stay. You wanna cry alone, cry alone. You wanna kiss, kiss. Whatever you wanna do." He buried his face on Rob's shoulder and began to cry. Phil gently rubbed his neck. "I think.. I think I ALWAYS wanted something like this. And I never found the chance. And I probably never would. But... " and now he began crying more. "You guys took ME. All the bois in the world, and you took ME. " Phil leaned in and whispered "kieran, if we didn't tell you, I'm sorry. If we did, I'll tell you again. You were ALWAYS the one. ALWAYS. We had to wait for the opportunity too." Gently, he pulled kieran's face from Rob's shoulder, and kissed him. "You're part of the family now kieran. Boi. We're not letting you go. " He snickered. "Even if you try to escape. We're going to find you." "Will I ever get to top someone again Sirs?" "Maybe. If you win any competitions, for sure. If we find someone who'd we be interested in seeing you top, sure. Everything in time, boi. Everything." He kissed kieran again, and then Rob did too. "Now, why don't we get ourselves cleaned up nice for dinner, and then have a quiet evening. He pulled kieran's hair back, gently. "I would LOVE to see you in that outfit, all night long." "That's two of us," said Rob. "You know, boi, this is very unusual for us to say, but you have a better sense of what makes you sexy, than we do. We just may let you start dressing yourself every day. No more picking your clothes for you. " "Thank you Daddies. " "But if you start wearing just crap, and forgetting who you're dressing for.. back to business as usual." "Yes Sirs. I understand." "And we're gonna give you a reward, boi. You were SUCH a good sport, no cage for you tonight. AS LONG AS YOU REMEMBER. NO PLAYING WITH YOURSELF." There was steak for dinner that night. And rice, and green beans. The daddies passed on dessert, but teased kieran to death as he ate a butterscotch sundae for dessert. Rob fell asleep on the sofa while they were watching television, so Phil turned to kieran. "Let's see those muscles in action boi. You gotta help my man get upstairs. You take one side, I'll take the other." "Yes sir. kieran noticed that Rob had had a second glass of wine that night. He filed that away. He also remembered that Rob's phone was still in the stereo. Unlocked. After they got upstairs, kieran told Phil he thought he had left the light on in the laundry. He ran downstairs, and stopped at the stereo. He saw the phone, and pulled it out. He began to type. "It's Kieran. HELP ME. " Then he heard the throat clear behind him. He turned and saw Phil. He did NOT look pleased. "BOI, you better hope that message went to someone cute. And you better hope you can handle a good old fashioned whipping, because that's what awaits you." kieran couldn't say anything. He just put his hand behind his back. "I'm sorry Sir. " "NOT AS SORRY AS YOU'RE GONNA BE. " Phil grabbed kieran by the collar, nearly choking him. He had a hard time holding his balance as Phil dragged him down the steps of the basement. "YOU DON'T DESERVE OUR BED TONIGHT." He opened the cage to the smallest cell." Sir Phil, it..." "SHUT UP BEFORE I GAG YOU TOO, UNGRATEFUL SHIT." "I'll discuss this with Sir Rob tomorrow. We'll determine the punishment you're gonna get."