CONTINUED FROM PART NINE
Frank pulled his head off Dave's cock and tried to see what it was that was doing something to his ass. Something warm and wet, and hard yet flexible... something that felt kind of wrong... but kind of nice at the same time...
Dave grabbed his head. "Don't fucking turn around, boy, did I say you could look ?"
"No, Master Dave... ahhhh..." The sensation on his asshole made him moan.
"Then fucking suck my cock... and let Pete eat your ass..."
So that's what it was ! Frank moaned again as he felt the hot wet tongue of the younger of his two Masters lick over his ass, the bristles of his goatee tickling at Frank's exposed asscrack. He unconciously wiggled his ass in Pete's face as Dave pulled Frank's head and mouth once more onto his throbbing cock, glistening in the dim light, dripping with Frank's spit and Dave's pre-cum.
Frank tried to moan at the amazing sensation of Pete's tongue on his anus but his sounds were drowned out by Dave's growl of approval as he pushed his cock slowly towards and then into the tight, dark throat of his captive. He clenched his fists in the straps as he received pleasure from the gentle licking and lapping at his pucker, whilst being forced once more to gag and choke on the massive piece of throbbing gristle stuffed firmly in his mouth. He could swear that it was getting bigger and harder with every stroke.
Pete munched on Frank's ass, grabbing at the fleshy round globes of his buttocks to separate them and allow him better access.
Dave rubbed at his big belly and furry chest, bobbing Frank's head up and down in his grip, as he looked down to see the captive lorry driver swallowing his cock, then further back, between the outline of his fat buttocks, his lover's face buried in between them. He groaned and moaned in pleasure as his new sex slave was forced to work on his cock, and his balls began to tighten once again.
For Frank, this was hell and heaven combined. His jaw began to ache again as his mouth stretched over Dave's massive prick, and he struggled to catch his breath between strokes as Dave forced his head down all the way till his nose was buried in his thick pubic hair.
"That's enough, Boy..." said Dave between gasps. Frank wondered if this would mean he would stop, but his merciless treatment carried on, except then Pete's hands released his buttocks and his face withdrew from between Frank's ass. Frank would have sighed if he could.
"I want you to use the cane on his ass, good and hard... stripe his backside for me... Franky boy better suck me off good or his ass will be red raw..."
"Yes Sir !" came the reply from Pete, who stood up and grabbed at a large, thin bamboo cane. He swished it in the air for effect, the sound filling Frank with dread.
Dave let go of Frank's head as Pete got into position behind him, tapping the cane across his naked, exposed rump.
Frank knew what he had to do, and he had to do it quick...
He dove onto Dave's upright cock as the first stroke cut into his backside. His scream of pain was muffled as he tried to cram as much of Dave's cock into his mouth as he could, closing his lips and mouth round it as tightly as he could.
SWISH !
"MMMMMMMM !" he cried as he sucked up and down on Dave's hot, pulsing tool, eager to try and make Dave cum as fast as he can.
"That's it boy, earn it... make me proud..." growled Dave.
SWISH !
Frank screamed once again as he buried his face into Dave's crotch. His buttocks were stinging.
SWISH !
SWISH !
SWISH !
The three strokes came almost at once, and incentive for Frank to hurry up and finish the job. Frank didn't need any encouragement by now. He sucked and sucked and sucked, his spit and saliva drenching his bushy moustache, Dave's cock and balls, and his face as he desperately tried to make his Master cum.
"Yeah.... fucking bastard..." moaned Dave in ecstasy.
SWISH !
SWISH !
SWISH !
Frank increased his efforts as best he could. His backside felt like it had been shredded to ribbons !
"Come on boy, put your back into it !" shouted Pete, who was obviously getting as much enjoyment caning Frank as Dave was being sucked off...
Up and down, up and down, faster and faster, Frank sucked on the throbbing dick of his captor as his rump was thrashed with the cane, the pain growing in intensity, but somehow Frank knew that if his cock was freed, it would be hard...
SWISH !
Frank sucked on Dave's prong like a seasoned pro...
SWISH !
He screamed as his tongue wrapped around the hot thick meaty cock between his lips...
SWISH !
His ass stinging with every stroke of the cane, he licked and sucked and swallowed...
SWISH !
Dave grabbed hold of his head once more, this time holding his head in place...
SWISH !
Frank's eyes were watering with the pain from his ass and the effort of pleasuring Dave...
SWISH !
SWISH !
SWISH !
Frank screamed as the cane left it's mark across his ass, as Dave's balls finally gave way and his cock shuddered...
"AGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH !" cried Dave as his cock spasmed and sprayed hot thick spunk into Frank's mouth and over his tongue, Dave pulling Frank's head fully onto his juddering cock so that his throat clamped tight around the thick meaty prick shooting volley after volley of thick juicy cum into him. Frank had no choice but to swallow every drop, each swallow of his throat sending more waves of pleasure through Dave's cockhead trapped within it. Dave's cries turned to growls and moans, curses and insults aimed at the helpless lorry driver strapped before him, forced to eat his Master's creamy load of sperm.
"You...you fucker, you... cocksucking asshole... fuck yeah, take it all, fat boy..."
Frank's head filled with the taste of Dave's load, salty and bitter. He could no longer feel the stinging from his ass, nor could he tell whether Pete was still caning him, for his mind raced with thoughts as Dave's balls emptied into his bruised throat.
Dave let go of Frank's head, allowing him some small mercy as his cock popped out of Frank's throat and onto his tongue, the remnants of his load dribbling from his cock onto Frank's tongue.
Frank felt the tap of the cane against his buttocks once again as Pete once more was ready to provide an incentive.
"Clean my cock, boy, like you did before, you remember...?" asked Dave, then to Pete, he said "If he spills a drop, thrash him."
Frank's eyes widened as he remembered what he would be required to do...
He got to work licking cleaning the residues of spunk from Dave's softening cock, then when he had finished, kept it in his mouth, waiting for the inevitable stream of hot piss. He didn't have to wait long...
After Dave had pissed in his mouth, Pete had moved in front of him, and, pulling a freshly-filled condom from his softening dick, had dangled it in front of Frank's face.
"Open wide, boy, some more for you..." said Pete. Frank remembered when Dave had done the same thing to him earlier. Ashamed and disgusted, he opened his mouth and Pete emptied the contents on his tongue.
"Swallow it, boy." came the order, almost simultaneously from Pete and Dave. Frank took a big gulp, grimacing at the taste as the thick sticky goo slipped slowly down his throat.
The smell of Dave's crotch and the leather of his chaps was making Frank feel ever so horny...
Frank was released from the straps and told to get to his feet. Dave walked over to a table in the corner and picked up something small and shiny, glistening in the dim light. Pete meanwhile had moved to the TV, switching it on and selecting a porn video. The sounds of hot and horny sex filled the room as the TV screen flickered. Frank wanted to get the taste of spunk and piss out of his mouth. Pete climbed on the bed and patted the area next to him.
"Get us some drinks, Frank, from the coolbox - two cans of beer and one of those whiskies, then climb up here on the bed."
"Yes, Master Pete." said Frank, walking unsteadily towards the coolbox, trying to see what Dave was up to. He returned to find Dave had joined Pete on the bed, both of them leaving a space for Frank in between them. Pete was only dressed in a bright red jockstrap, and Frank could see the marks on his ass where no doubt Dave had beaten him earlier. He wondered if his ass looked the same after Pete's caning.
Frank handed the two cans over to his two Masters and then Dave motioned for the miniature bottle of whisky. Opening the top, he drained it in one and then pulled the ringpull on his can of beer. Frank was disappointed that he wouldn't have anything to drink, and he was hungry after having nothing to eat since lunchtime... well apart from two loads of spunk that is.
"Come up here, boy, have a rest..." said Dave, patting the bed to his right.
Frank climbed up onto the bed, which was larger than he first thought - all three of them could fit comfortably on it. He got himself comfortable on the bed, trying not to think about what was going to happen next.
Dave reached over to the side of his pillow and pulled out the shiny item he had picked up from the table.
"Now, I said I would unlock you if you were good, and you gave me a good blowjob... not quite as good as Pete does, but not bad for a first effort..."
"Thank you, Master Dave." replied Frank, ashamed at having to thank the man who had now fucked him in the mouth as well as in the ass.
"So, I'll take this off so you can get a stiffy for me..."
"Thank you, Master Dave." Frank blushed as Dave reached down to put the key into the small padlock on the device encasing his cock and balls.
"Jesus, Frank, it's all sticky with pre-cum..." said Pete as Dave manipulated the lock. It popped open.
"Clean my fingers, Pete." said Dave, lifting his now sticky fingers up to Pete's willing mouth. Frank had no option but to watch his pre-cum geting licked off the fingers of the older man. And he found it strangely a turn on.
Dave pulled his fingers out of Pete's mouth. "Keep him occupied whilst I take this off." he said to his partner, who immediately began stroking Frank's big belly and broad hairy chest. His fingers found both of Frank's nipples and rubbed at them slowly, bringing them to life, stiffening them up so that Pete could give them a good pinching. This made Frank wince but somehow he liked the sensation - what the hell was happening to him ?
Frank could feel the cock device being removed by Dave. It felt good to be out of it, to be free... he could feel the blood rushing into his cock as Dave grabbed it in his fist and began to stroke it up and down, making it start to stiffen as Pete's fingers did the same to his nipples. Pete bent down over Frank's chest and licked at the swollen buds, gently nibbling at them with his teeth, which again made Frank wince.
Trembling, Frank moaned loudly as his cock sprang to attention...
TO BE CONTINUED