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Perceptions - Chapter 20
I assumed that Master Greg and Aubie were doing alright again, because Master Greg was texting regularly and he said he was good, plus I ran into him at school this week and he was pretty cool to me. It seemed like he was happy to have his slave back, and my life had meaning once again. I even crossed path's with Aubrey, and he didn't crush me, so I thought that was good too. I was trying to be patient and allow everyone to get acclimated, so I was really excited when on Wednesday, Master Greg told me in between classes, be at his house at 9:00 tonight. I held my breath all day, until I was knocking on his door that evening.
After knocking, Aubrey answered the door within a minute, and I was totally thrown. I actually did one of those things where you step back to take a look at the house, the door and address to make sure it's the right place. When I did that, I felt stupid, because of course I was in the right place. "Sir Aubrey, I'm sorry, you just surprised me", I stuttered. "Come in" he said politely. His tone was very different than Masters Greg or Laith. I'd have to get used to that. "Upstairs" he explained as he took the stairs three at a time. I followed his athletic body up the two flights to the attic. I mean wow, this guy was big, and stacked with muscle, and based on what I'd seen before he was ripped too. His physicality was just a different scale than Laith or Greg. `Holy shit, Master Greg found someone incredibly hot' I mused.
When we reached the attic, there was my master in all of his magnificence wearing our regulation team wrestling singlet. This time I mused, `Aubrey is lucky to have found someone so incredibly hot.' He had a bit of a cat that ate the canary look on his face, as he explained, "I'm going to teach Aubie a few wrestling moves today and explain the sport to him. You're the crash test dummy fag." I smirked, and Master G-Man barked, "What are you laughing about pussy?" I corrected, "I'm not laughing Sir......... just smiling Sir." He responded immediately, "Are saying I'm wrong boy? Please tell me you aren't saying I'm wrong." Now, I was getting nervous. There was no way out of something like this if he was looking to make an example of me. I just had to ride it out and take the consequences passively. "What is it boy?" I chose my words carefully as I choked them out, "Honestly Sir, I am just so happy to be here with both of you, to see you together, and to be a part of it." I think they could both see my emotion and sincerity, but I think my Master was hoping for something less heartfelt that he could use as justification to punish me hard. I think he created a mental reminder to deliver that punishment later.
"Ok Aubie, you want to try on that singlet I brought you? Fag, you get down to your underwear." I quickly shucked my jacket, my converse, jeans, sweater and shirt, leaving me in my socks and underwear. Master pointed at my feet, and I immediately removed my socks. I was dying to watch Aubrey change, so I hurried to undress so that I could view him. He moved confidently and deliberately, and he was in no hurry. He kicked off his boots and looked over at me as if to say, what are you looking at. Master picked up on this. "Aubie, this slut is gonna stare at you every second he gets the chance. He can't help himself. If you want, I can send him downstairs while you change." Aubrey considered for a moment and decided, "No, that's ok. Let him watch.", he answered. I think Aubrey was actually kind of feeling it after that, because as he pulled off his shirt, he twisted his torso a little unnecessarily to give a bit of a show of his smokin' hot body. He knew deep down that he was fitness model level, but now he was accepting it. When he was down to boxer briefs, he tugged at the waist band and looked at his boyfriend with an unsure expression. Master Greg offered, "The material feels good when you're naked, but it's your call man." Aubrey tugged at the waist and lowered them to his knees before letting them fall to the floor. He was moderately hung for his physical size, maybe a little smaller than you might have imagined viewing his presence, but as anyone might have guessed it was as beautiful as the rest of him. In a confident move, he used his toes to flip the underwear up and towards me, and I actually caught them. Looking to my master, and then to Aubrey, and then back to my master, I asked, "May I please?" Master Greg looked at his boyfriend and offered, "Your call Aubie." "Go ahead boy", was all he replied. I thought to myself, he moved to `boy'. Lifting the garment to my face I felt the soft material on my skin and savored the gentle athletic aroma. I sank to my knees in thankfulness as I continued to breathe heavily through this magnificent stud's underwear. I was getting lost in the moment, shutting out the world as I huffed them like a drug. "Hey bitch, snap out of it." Master Greg shouted. "Aubie, look at this cunt fagging out on you. He's gonna be addicted soon." Aubie smiled in acceptance that he was hot, and there right before him was a slave that saw and appreciated him as a superior.
Aubie was the picture of a porno god in his singlet. I guessed that Master Greg selected one that was a little too small for him as well. "I'm gonna show you a few moves on queer boy, and then I want you to try them." He started with a double-leg takedown. I think he chose this over the single leg version because it allowed him, and then Aubrey, to lift me up a bit before slamming me into to the floor. It was effective because they both jarred the fuck out of me throwing me down. He exhibited some leg attacks and hooks next, and had Aubie perfect his form on me as well. When I was up against Aubrey I couldn't help but be amazed at the sheer size, muscularity and power within him. I wasn't used to sparring with these sized guys, but there was something about being handled by him that was undeniably forceful and sexy. Master Greg quickly graduated to illegal moves like camel clutches, and before I knew it his wins involved extracting submissions while he wrenched my leg and pushed my face into the floor with his bare foot. Aubrey was much more tentative about using his power to abuse me like this than my master was. There was an inherent goodness in him that I admired. It was not something I responded to most strongly or the was most attracted to, but I appreciated his honorability.
After they'd become a little flushed and sweaty, Aubrey was feeling a bit cocky and turned his attention to Master Greg. "How about we see how I do against you?", he posed with a sexy as hell grin. Master Greg chuckled, rolled his head and asked cockily as he pointed at his own chest, "You want some of this?" "You know I do", Aubrey replied. "Ok man, it's your funeral." Even though Aubrey had 20 pounds of muscle and 3 inches of height on my master, it was no contest. My master is a killer compared with Aubrey, who developed his musculature, discipline and skills for gymnastics performances. All of his strength could not counter Master's skill and animal instincts. Master Greg was gentle with Aubrey, but he held him for prolonged periods until he obtained as many submissions and as much begging as he pleased. His last hold allowed him to lock lips with his prey for an extended period of time, and poor Aubrey could not rebuff Master Greg's advances or sexual powers. It ended with Master stripping his boyfriend of his singlet right there on the foam mat in his attic. Aubrey moaned and slid Master Greg's shoulder straps down to his sides to reveal the most amazing torso ever created, before he began to devour my master's chest with his mouth. He softened as he took each nipple in his mouth gently and worshipped them, before moving down to his washboard abs. Master Greg's singlet got removed shortly after that, and I was completely amazed when I saw him push his boyfriend down on the mat and take his lovely cock and suck it gently for a short period. I never imagined Master Greg doing that, and that's when I realized what he had with Aubrey, if not love yet, would become so. When Greg stood, Aubrey moved to a kneeling position in front of him and took his cock all the way down his throat. He seemed to have a natural ability, or just knew Master's cock that well. He pistoned his head up and down on Greg's rigid tool for a few moments before pulling off and looking up sheepishly at my Master. "Can we try something?", Master asked Aubrey. "Yeah", he replied cautiously.
Spinning his head around, Master Greg directed me, "grab that cushion off of the couch and bring it to me." I fetched and handed it to Master Greg. He positioned Aubrey on his back in front of him. He crouched between his legs and slid the cushion under Aubrey's buttocks and lower back. He looked into Aubrey's eyes and instructed, keep your eyes on me. Look into my eyes at all times. "Kneel" he demanded looking at me directly, so I kneeled alongside them. He placed Aubrey's sizable legs over his muscled shoulders and lined up his cock at Aubrey's hole, teasing him softly. After he had made Aubrey sufficiently hot, he looked at me and commanded, "Suck". I was confused for a moment, suck what?' I asked myself. Get a grip fag' I then told myself. I looked right in front of me, saw Aubrey's cock and knew what he wanted. As his hard cock slid into my mouth, Master Greg penetrated his boy's hole simultaneously. I sensed Aubrey might be having a hard time accepting this because I could feel Aubrey's dick soften and I could hear Master Greg saying, `look at me, just look into my eyes'. And then as Master Greg's momentum and force grew, I could see him slide two fingers from his right hand into Aubrey's mouth, making him suck on them. It seemed like their eyes were locked because there was a connection going on there that didn't involve me. As they began to speak, Aubrey's dick began to inflate again and became like steel. "You like this baby?", Master Greg questioned. "Uhh huh", Aubrey whined. "What do you like? Tell me baby? C'mon." "I love when you fuck me daddy.", Aubrey returned. "You like that baby, huh?" "I love that, fuck me." "Whose your daddy baby, who?" "You are, you're my daddy". "Who takes care of you and protects you baby?" "You do, you do." "What do you want baby, what?" "Fuck me please, fuck me." "Say my name baby, who's your daddy?" You are Greg, you are. You're my daddy, fuck me. Fuck me please." With that the conversation ceased and the tempo increased and it went from a gentle fuck to a very athletic pounding. As Aubrey seemed to be sucking the skin right off of Master Greg's fingers, he tensed and began to unload into my mouth. I sucked to make sure that I got every bit of his cum down my throat, and then released his cock from my mouth and slid out of the way. At that point Master Greg was able to get better access and leaned forward onto Aubrey, locking his mouth on top of his and penetrating Aubrey now in two places. From this position he was no longer able to piston into Aubrey, he had to repeatedly lift his hips and drop down onto Aubrey's hole, clouting him with his fuck tool. His moaning was muffled but it was obvious he was about to drop his load into Aubrey, which he did with several erratic thrusts.
They lay there on the mat, sweaty, embracing each other peacefully and restfully. I wasn't sure what the right move was, or even if there was a move. What are your instincts telling you' I asked. My answer was this, Give it a minute, because right now it is about them. Then, worship your master.' I relaxed in the shadow of their energy for a few minutes, and then I gently went over to the bottom of the mat and began to slowly and gently lick my master's feet.