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Perceptions - Chapter 55
That whole deal with greg is pretty fucked up, don't you think? And that guy Brian Baxter is turning out to be a totally warped fucker.", Laith said as he laid next to Tack on the couch. Tack laughed, "I can't tell by what you're saying if you like Bax more than you thought or less." "It's just like they are really fucked up and extreme", Laith pondered. "I think you like it" Tack said, getting off of the couch and standing in front of Laith. Grabbing his phone he started filming Laith as he lie in front of him. "Why don't you tell me what you want. Lets see how pathetic you sound." he ordered his boy. Laith looked torn, not knowing how serious Tack was, but not wanting footage around that could get into the wrong hands. He told himself that after the situation with Jason, he'd never allow himself to be put in those circumstances ever again. As Laith tried to squirm away, Tack put his bare foot up on Laith's chest and pushed him back into the cushions. Next he slid his foot up onto Laith's face and commanded, "Tell the viewers what you want." as he slid his toes into Laith's mouth. Feeling trapped between submission and dignity, Laith chose submission to Tack, praying the recording would remain confidential.
As Tack's toes pressed past his lips, his dick jerked and he moaned as he began to expose himself for his Master. Looking into the camera, beginning with a smirk but then getting serious, Laith confessed, "I like you having control over me and deciding stuff for me and making me do things that i don't want to. When you display your strength and use me, and sometimes even degrade me to let people know your my man and that i belong to you, well i just think I'll explode when you do that.... but in a good way. I liked when you pimped me out to your friend Jay because it made me feel your total influence over me. I like that, I feel like more of your slave.... just more complete in a lot of ways when i am a part of you, and i know to be with you is to follow you, obey you and belong to you. I will always submit to you Master." Not the scathing words Laith had expected to record, but he was still touched by the brave words his slave shared, though he'd never show a reaction.
"On the floor slave...... on your back" Tack commanded as Laith slid from the couch and got into position. Standing over his prey, Tack dripped spit down into Laith's mouth, sometimes getting it in the hole, sometimes making a mess of his boy's face. Massaging the spit in with his toes as he dragged Laith's hair down onto his face as well, the video making Laith look like a sloppy whore. Lowering himself to straddle Laith's chest, Tack laid his cock head on Laith's tongue. As Laith began to suck, Tack corrected him, "Whoa girl, just slow down for your man, we're not doing that yet." Laith was not prepared for this, but he'd never felt quite so submissive to anyone before in his life. Before forming a soft seal around Tack's cock he said, "Yes Sir" and as Tack began to slowly stream his piss into his slave's mouth, Laith swallowed ambitiously, trying to do the best job he could. Once again Tack asked while pointing the camera, "tell the viewers what you think of being my urinal queer."
After his last gulp, admitting it was his first, Laith told the camera, "Master Tack popped another of my cherries by pissing down my throat. I hope i made him happy, and i hope to get better at serving him all of the time." Then Laith smiled for the cam. Now telling Laith to strip and lay back down on the floor, Tack stood over him and asked, "Who's your Master?" Laith responded confidently, "You Are! Alpha Master Tack owns me." "How much do you like looking at your Master's body slave?", Tack asked next. "I love seeing you, memorizing every inch of your body with my fingers, my lips, my tongue and my eyes" Laith admitted. Taking a double bicep pose over Laith, the boy moaned in satisfaction at the sight of his Alpha. Tack placed his right foot over Laith's dick and balls, grinding them often painfully under his sole as he smirked. The more Tack flexed and the more he painfully grinded his slut, the harder Laith's cock got and the more pre he pumped until he was moaning uncontrollably and Tack ordered, "Cum for me slut, shoot your faggot slave load all over while you watch me dominate you." That was all Laith could take before he began to cum huge volleys all over his abs and chest as his body convulsed and shook with satisfaction.
Now setting the camera on the floor leaning against a table leg, Tack set Laith up on all fours facing the camera, then he lined up behind him. Pressing his cock head against Laith's cunt, he slid in slowly but unrelentingly until he was all the way in. He knew that because Laith had just cum, this would be more uncomfortable or even painful for him. That idea aroused Tack. As he let Laith's chute acclimate, he told him, "Ya know, it was when you were fucking Jason for the first time right over there in this exact same position that you pissed me off with your arrogance and i decided i needed to break you. That's when i started working on my plan to own you." All Laith could do was moan, "OOhhhh GODD YESSS" as Tack started to take up a rhythm and clout Laith's supple soft boy-hole as he ramped up from athletic to powerful. "Yes break me" Laith gasped as Tack began hammering him. "Bitch, once i set my sights on you i knew i'd have you." he barked as he rammed himself brutally into Laith, "The hottest senior in school is mine, my fucking property, my bitch, my whore" he roared as he slammed Laith from all fours down onto his stomach, and from a pushed up position began to drive Laith's body into the floor with his steel missile. "Yes Sir, YESSSS....... Master, YESSSS, Please, please, please, oh god, yes please" he began to cry as Tack once again feminized his ass into a pussy for his pleasure. Tack's movements became more insistent as he drove harder and penetrated further until he was pouring loads of his cum into his beta once again, as Laith panted, "All yours, yes all yours, all yours."
As they laid there recovering, Tack whispered in Laith's ear, "If you still want me to spend the summer with you, i will faggot. Laith sighed, "Thank you Sir. Thank you."
Tack never wanted to appear too emo to anyone, and with Tack saving Laith from Jason, and agreeing to go away with him for the summer, their bond was starting to feel very personal and intense. Tack didn't want to feel like he was getting too close to Laith emotionally, however he never considered that he might be afraid of being disappointed himself. One thing Tack did know however was his decision to go to Marblehead with Laith for the summer felt like a giant step.
Despite his recent decisions and feelings, Tack still wanted to declare his sovereignty and make sure that Laith knew his Master hadn't gone soft. Deciding to fuck with Laith's mind while reinforcing the strong DOM/sub dynamic that he expected, Tack planned an event for them. He told Laith to pick him up on Friday around 7:00. The plan was for them to meet some of their friends at a school event and then go for pizza after. When Laith got to Tack's house, he just walked in the side basement door without knocking. As he moved towards the couch he saw Tack wearing a pair of Laith's tailored training pants and an old pair of classic Nike trainers worn sockless. Laith's dick jumped and he let out a sigh. Tack didn't look ready to go out though, but Laith could definitely go for sex instead instead of a night out he thought. He smiled at Tack, but he could immediately sense there was someone else in the room. Turning towards the workout bench Laith could see Bax sitting there shirtless pumping out dumbbell shoulder presses, wearing a pair of cargo shorts hanging low on his hips and Nike hightop on his otherwise bare feet. "Good set" Brian commented to himself and both of them as he sprung up giving Laith a big Hollywood smile.
Smirking Laith directed his glance towards Tack, "What's up man?" Tack laughed, "Well fag, you seemed so infatuated with Bax last time his name came up, so i arranged for him to stop by and visit you before he leaves school for the summer." "Uh.... i don't need a visit man" Laith said looking back and forth between both Tack and Bax, wanting to let both of them know that he was just fine. "I don't think so boy" Tack corrected. You were practically ovulating over his muscles and attitude last time we talked. Bax grinned huge as he heard that, and mentioned, "Yeah, and from the videos i see of you baby boy, you are in need of as much dominant dick as you can get." Laith shot a pleading look at Tack, to which Tack just smiled.
Sitting back, Tack watched; wanting to give Bax room to work. His sweaty muscled-up body approaching Laith with the promise of all the kinky destructive things he'd done to greg, made Laith totally wary of their visitor, but also made his cock jerk in his pants. "I'm here to add to your film library, and maybe pass it around a little.", Bax announced. As much of a turn-on as this level of dominance could be, Laith's fight or flight instinct kicked in, as he felt the need to avoid Brian at any cost. Plus, would Tack really do this to him? Laith moved to cut and run, trying to outmaneuver Bax. He got around him initially, but Brian took him as he tried to get around the sofa. Bax was bigger and stronger, but Laith was a trained wrestler with the ability to come out on top. As they rolled around on the floor, it wasn't clear who would get the advantage.
As Brian was able to lock a choke onto Laith, he still couldn't do anything while engaging the choke except immobilize his captor. Laith began to beg for Tack's help to get Bax off of him. Tack approached the boys slowly, making eye contact with Laith, even hinting a smile towards him. As he approached, he pulled Bax's arms from around Laith's neck to free him from Bax, and then sunk into Bax's place and put a full nelson hold on Laith as Bax got up and positioned himself between Laith's legs. Laith cried out "What are you doing?" as Bax stripped Laith of all of his clothing as Tack controlled his body. Pulling out his camera, Bax started to record the struggling boy beneath him. "Here we have Laith Shaw, dying for me to fuck him." "Please shut that camera off", Laith yelled. "But you still want me to fuck you after i do, right?" Bax asked cheekily. "Please turn the camera off, please." he cried. As Bax began to line him up to penetrate him while he felt the pain of betrayal from Tack, Laith honestly began to cry, "Please don't, please no, not on camera. You can't do this." Letting Laith go, Tack got up pushed Bax aside and straddled his boy's chest. Looking down into his eyes he tried to explain to his boy, "There was no recording, We were just playing with you. It might have gone a little too far. I'm sorry" Laith wasn't hearing what Tack was saying immediately, and Tack had to sit on Laith's chest for several seconds until the message actually registered in his head. Fear turned to relief as he sighed, and then immediately to anger as he tried to attack both Tack and Bax, but finally they broke him down into laughter as they held him down in unison and attacked and tickled his body.
Panting on the floor for a while as they all recovered, Laith couldn't help but relive his fears to Tack, as Tack had this new emotional effect on him. "When i thought you were going to do to me what it seemed like you were doing, well i just couldn't handle it. It hurt so much to think you wanted to do it .... to me. I was scared of the consequences yeah, but it was like i was getting ripped apart inside too, by you. Tack's face showed he never expected things to go this way, as he looked distraught that what he'd done had this effect on his boy. Placing himself straddling Laith's hips as Laith leaned up against the couch while he sat on the floor, Tack looked Laith in the eyes and explained, "There was never a recording. I just thought i was gonna play out a hot scenario for you, but i really misjudged boy. I'm sorry. While i like to make you uncomfortable and push you and even punish you sometimes, I would never do anything to hurt you ever." Bax added, "Yeah Laith, the plan was never to record you, I'm sorry too. After what Jason did, we should have seen this coming, but we screwed up man." As Bax stood up to get dressed, Laith and Tack just sat there, Laith trying to put all of this in perspective. Tack, realizing how this whole experience made him feel, leaned into Laith, nuzzled his nose into Laith's hair and whispered into his ear, "I know i love you now boy. I'm sorry about everything but it made me understand how much i care, and that i love you."
Laith embraced his Alpha while they sat there, imperfectly in love. As Bax rounded the corner with his sack in hand, Laith complained, "Where do you think you're going?" Bax and Tack look confused. "I was expecting to get fucked and passed around by both of you all night, and that's what's gonna happen." Bax finding the whole turnaround funny, looked at Tack and said, "I'm fucking her first and baby I'm gonna smoke that ass with my cock after all of this drama." That's exactly what the two men did to Laith for hours, until he begged both of them for mercy and a chance to rest.