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Perceptions - Chapter 31
Jason was beyond excited, and was endless with his questions. I tried to prepare him without scaring him too much. I even helped him with my small dildo to loosen up in case things got that far. The next day, we packed up and travelled to my parent's house to spend the night before heading over to Tack's house on Saturday morning.
I knocked on the side door, and as usual, Tack hollered for us to `enter'. Fuck, did Tack look fantastic, which is more than I could say for his room which was a mess without me around to keep it clean. He was wearing jeans and a too tight wife beater, and absolutely nothing else. His hair was slicked back and he looked fresher than I'd ever imagine he could. I smirked, because I knew that meant he liked Jason's pictures and wanted to make a good impression.
As I closed the door and introduced Jason, he just made eye contact with me and pointed to his feet. I dropped to my knees and crawled to him, lowering my lips to the tops of his feet and then began to devour this God as he stood staring at his new prey. I hoped Jason was not too nervous about the situation he found himself in, and I prayed for the best. Alpha Master Tack summoned Jason to him with his finger and from what I could see, Jason approached him without much delay. I could hear Tack murmur, "Do you know how this works boy? Did my slave explain it to you?" "Well, kind of" Jason replied softly. Tack observed Jason in his tan fitted cargo shorts and small pink t-shirt that hugged his developed biceps and accentuated his worked out pecs. He looked down at his sockless feet in white canvas tennis sneakers. "Your a princess" he commented tauntingly as Jason blushed for him. Sliding his hands over Jason's chest and torso, Tack moaned pleasantly and simply said, "beautiful", which made Jason smile even more in front of the smaller younger man inspecting him. "I'm not interested in being your friend or your boyfriend" he said. "I will use you and take my pleasure from using you. You'll get your pleasure from serving me, your superior, your Alpha." Then he smirked wickedly, "Do you think you can handle that princess?" he challenged Jason. "Yes Sir" was Jason's shy reply. "Good" Tack confirmed. Tack bent and lifted his right elbow and pumped up his compact bicep and pushed Jason's lips to the peak of his muscle and waited. Jason slowly took his first steps, kissing and then licking the top of his striated arm, showing him that he was up for the challenge and could handle it. "Nice beginning boy" Tack said as he stepped back.
Surveying the room Tack instructed me, "get to cleaning bitch. This place is a mess without you around to do your duties." Pointing to the couch he directed Jason, "sit down. Do you want something to drink?" "I'm a little nervous and my mouth is pretty dry" Jason explained. "Bitch boy", Tack shouted to me, "Get my guest some water." I poured a glass of water for Jason and walked over to him. Before I had the chance to hand it to him, Tack instructed me, "Make sure to offer it properly to my guest, fag." I processed what he said a few times in my head, and extending the water glass I said, "Here is your glass of water Sir." As Jason took it, almost saying `I'm sorry' with his eyes, I smirked and Tack chuckled and said, "good, now get to work."
I couldn't hear everything they talked about, but Tack seemed to want to know a little about Jason before breaking him in. He also seemed captured by this male beauty and it seemed like he valued him highly as a possession because of the way he was treating him. I guessed it was because he was so attractive. They weren't in my sight all of the time, but as I moved from chore to chore I made sure I walked a path that gave me a chance to watch them. As I was scrubbing the floor in the bathroom, I didn't notice that the conversation in the main room had stopped, and walking by the hall I was able to see Alpha Master Tack, leaning back into the couch, no shirt on now, his tight jeans unbuttoned and the fly pulled open. Jason was also shirtless, as Tack fisted a handful of his silky blond locks and drug his face back and forth across his muscled abs and pecs as Jason moaned and Tack sighed. I watched for as long as I could, but there was more I had to do. On my next walk by, Jason had assumed a position on his knees on the floor in front of Tack, while Tack sat on the sofa, His left arm forming an "A" above his head displaying his oh so hot pit and bicep, while his right hand held Jason's head like he was palming a basketball, showing Jason how to suck his cock and swallow it properly. I could see Jason was really concentrating and trying, and it seemed as if he was doing a good job swallowing his new Alpha's manhood.
I was mesmerized by the sight, both happy for Jason that he was getting to serve this awesome Stud, happy for Tack that he had a hot new sub, but to be honest, also sad that I was being left out. Knowing I was neglecting my duties, I watched as Tack taught his newest sub to worship him properly. I was startled as there was a loud knock on the door. Tack grabbed Jason's head and kept pistoning it up and down on his perfect cock as he hollered, door's open. Jason seemed to stay where Tack wanted him to be, but I immediately got back to work, not wanting to get caught gawking. I knew immediately that it was Laith who had arrived, as I heard his distinct tenor voice speaking with Tack. Next I heard Jason's voice say, "Nice to meet you Sir." `Fuk' I'm missing the reunion I thought to myself, so I buried myself back in my work, cleaning the shower in the bathroom, trying to put what was happening in the other room out of my mind. I must have been in there for fifteen minutes before I heard Laith yell, "Faggo, get your bitch ass out here." Excited to be summoned by Master Laith, I hustled out to the main area. The sight was spectacular and my eyes were spinning trying to take the whole scene in. There was my beautiful friend Jason laid out on the carpet, his blond hair wrecked, Master Laith sitting on his face, his perfect ass suffocating Jason as he slowly undulated. Opposite him was Master Tack, between Jason's legs, holding them up and out in a "V" shape as he was sliding his cock in and out of Jason's hole.
"FAGGOT" Laith barked, bringing me back to reality. "Get my phone. Yeah, over there. Yes, bring it over here" to which he extended his thumb to unlock it. "Film bitch" was all he said. My cock was spasming in my pants as I watched Laith feed Jason his ass, rolling it over his face while Tack went from more gently fucking Jason's ass to powerfully fucking him. I was the horniest cameraman possible as I captured all of the angles. "I wanna see his face" Tack announced to Laith between rapid breaths. "I wanna fuck him too then" Laith negotiated. "C'mon man, not yet. She's too fresh." Tack complained. "Then I think I'm happy right where I am man" he said, giving his Hollywood `risky business' smile to his friend Tack. "You fuckin' suck man, you know that" Tack bitched. "Is that a yes?" Laith questioned. "Yeah man, you can get in her pussy next" he acquiesced. Everyone wants to make Laith happy, and Tack was not an exception as Laith worked him with his charm.
Laith laughed his polite victory chuckle as he stood, exhibiting his flawless physique and persona. The way he moved, the shape of his muscles and how he commanded everything around him all combined to make him exceptional. With Jason's mouth and eyes uncovered he gasped at first for some much needed air, but then his grunts and moans indicated that he was experiencing both pleasure and pain from the fuck he was taking from Tack. I continued filming, capturing both Jason and Tack's face as Tack dominated and owned his next boy and Jason submitted himself, his control and his dignity for Tack's pleasure. As Tack's mind washed with animal instincts, he began to rut poor Jayson; and the moans and yelps that echoed through the basement told the story of a boy submitting to and getting owned by a man.
Tack's fuck was not nearly as brutal as some I've seen him deliver, but he was breaking in a new boy. As he got closer and closer to climax, his eyes became more disconnected and his head started to drop back and his thrusts took a slower pace but were deeper and harder as Jason yelped with each power thrust Tack delivered. Despite his pain, Jason began to claw at Tack and he was desperate to touch Tack's powerful body as he felt his arms, chest and abs wildly. You could see that he so wanted Tack to consume him. As Jason pawed, Tack hit his peak, ramming in the last few times and planting his cum deep inside of his new boy as he panted like an animal. Leaning forward and laying on Jason, he took a few moments to rest before pulling himself off. He paused as he lifted his body off of Jason, and I actually thought he might lean back down and kiss him, but it was just a pause. Then he got to his feet, looking down at Jason, moved his foot to Jason's face and rubbing it over his mouth, he instructed, "kiss".
Laith looked anxious, and even though he was getting Tack's sloppy seconds he sure seemed interested in them. He gave Jason a minute, but he didn't waste too much time in reaching over and tugging him up to his knees. "Get it slick" he told Jason as he started to pump his mouth with his hardening cock. The way he played with his hair made me think he was face fucking a girl as I watched him pummel that pretty face. Next Laith told me to start filming. Positioning Jason on his knees in front of a narrow wall mirror in the main room, Laith assumed his position behind him and drove his cock into Jason, getting to be the second man to take his ass. I caught Jason's facial expression on film and felt bad for the pain he was enduring for the Alphas. Both got to watch themselves as Laith fucked and Jason got fucked. Pointing his one elbow up over his head and flexing his bicep, he showed off his perfect body to everyone in the room, and for a moment he dropped his arm, let go of Jason's waist, and assuming a double bicep pose with a huge smile on his face he proceeded to throw several deep hard thrusts into Jason's cunt as he wailed in pain. Of course I caught all of this on video for Laith.
Noticing Tack, I could tell he was agitated. Maybe because he thought he got outmaneuvered by Laith, or the level of his showmanship. I wasn't sure exactly what It was, but I know he was honoring his agreement with heavy reservations. Turning my attention back to the porno taking place, Laith had slowed down his tempo, and I assumed he was trying to draw it out. Jason looked like he was starting to suffer as friction was getting the better of his hole, but Laith seemed to be on a little bit of a mission today. Changing up his pace again, he started to pound harder, then slow down again. I thought Jason would start to cry as he buried his head in his arm and groaned. Now, looking back at Tack, I thought he looked pained for his boy as well as angry now. Not content with humiliating just Jason (and I suspect Tack too), Laith ordered me, "Drop the phone and get to my feet you worthless cunt". Shutting off the video, I laid Laith's phone on the table and kneeled down where his feet extended back. I began to lick his feet from behind and by tilting my head up I was able to see in the mirror, Jason's head buried in the carpet, Laith's ripped torso and cocky face, along with my own face at Laith's magnificent feet paying homage to his Alpha status. "FUK YEAH" he shouted as he slowed down yet again, now making Jason actually start crying and begging, "Please". Ignoring him for a minute, Laith waited as Jason sobbed before asking, "Please What? What are you begging for?" Jason gasped, "It just hurts so bad Sir". Laith smirked, "If you want this to end, beg for me to fuck you hard. While it hurts this bad, beg for more you pretty faggot whore." He demanded as he again slowed his momentum down. Sobbing now as he knew what was to come, Jason began his hell, "Please fuck me, fuck me Sir, please fuck me hard." Laith slapped his ass hard leaving a red hand print, "AGAIN" he called out. "Please Sir, please fuck my ass hard, so hard, so hard please and cum in my ass Sir. Please fuck me Sir" he cried out sobbing as Laith ramped up his bludgeoning of Jason's cunt, tearing his hole up and reducing him to total submission at the might of his will and his cock. Slapping his opposite cheek even harder this time, Jason began to howl. "AGAIN" Laith demanded and Jason continued to beg for him to fuck him harder and harder. This went on for minutes until Laith started grunting like a jaguar throwing his neck back, slamming primordially into Jason and filling him with his seed.
Having dumped all of his load into his new cum dump, Laith pulled his cock out and stood up, dragging Jason by his hair up onto his knees. "Clean it" he ordered, as he pushed his still hard cock into Jason's throat. "She's not so fresh now" Laith commented. Broken after this marathon fucking, and after cleaning Laith's dick, Jason crawled to the safety of Tack's proximity and laid at his feet worshipping them, seemingly pledging himself to Tack rather than Laith. Seeing this, Laith conceded, "Well, I guess we know who's bitch he is." Tack's anger seemed to ease and Laith threw his clothes back on, said goodbye and was out.
Continuing to worship his chosen master, Jason seemed to find his safety at Tack's feet. I returned to cleaning to let them have some time for themselves, plus Tack was still making me nervous. He wasn't at explosion level anymore, but he was still brewing.