Date: Thu, 17 May 2018 04:24:15 -0700 From: Douglas Marx Subject: adventures of fag dad; ch 20; gay/authoritarian; story codes: M, MM, SM, BD Chapter 20 – Adventures of Fag Dad Please donate to Nifty to help maintain the site: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Disclaimer: This story contains explicit descriptions of adult men engaged in sexual activity with other adult men and is intended for adult gay male readers. All characters depicted having sex are over 18 years and you also must be over 18 to read about them. Thank you. Appreciation: Besides donating to Nifty, consider sending some feedback to douglas.marx.4@gmail.com. Thank you. Please check out my other Nifty.org stories: Born https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/born/ Dad Likes to Watch https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/dad-likes-to-watch Downward Spiral of Jim http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/downward-spiral-of-jim Growing Up Naked http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/growing-up-naked/ Naked Whore http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/naked-whore Put Out to Pasture http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/put-out-to-pasture Santa's Slave Training http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/santas-slave-training Special Product Design http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/special-product-design The Trunk http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-trunk Chapter 20 Joe fixed a wonderful lunch as always for Master Paul, Master Sinclair and the fag-in-the-basement. Master Paul had a bit of a smirk on his face the whole time and was winking a lot at Master Sinclair. Now Joe did not actually see the smirks between the two men. He did though know this was going on by the energy around the table. Naturally, Joe ate his meal on the floor next to Master Paul's leg. "Ok buddy. Clean everything up. Bring the fag up to our bedroom. We have a surprise for you." Master Paul directed. Joe did as told. He noticed that Masters Paul and Sinclair went to the bedroom. He wondered what was about to happen. Yet, he was training himself to live in the moment doing what was in front of him. After dishes and cleaning, Joe went down to the basement. The fag smiled at seeing Joe. The fag was having feelings for this fellow fag and slave. Joe felt those emotions; yet stuff them down like so many other of his feelings over the years. "Here. I'm going to put this collar on and walk you upstair. We are to report to the Master's bedroom...our bedroom." Joe led the fag to the Joe and Paul's bedroom. When he opened the door he could hardly believe his eyes. Master Paul and Master Sinclair were naked and making out on the bed. Joe was beside himself. What was going on here? "Oh. Good. You and the fag are here. See those hooks on the ceiling. Put the fag under them and use the chain to restrain him. He doesn't want to be anywhere else so it is simply a formality and erotic for the rest of us. "Now. You are to sit in this chair. I'm going to tie you up like I did before. And this time you are going to watch to real men have sex. You're going to watch Master Paul and Master Sinclair have man sex in the bed that is our special place of love." Paul explained with a tone. Joe started to cry. He didn't want to see this. His jealousy was kicking in. How could Master Paul hurt him like this? He didn't understand. Master Paul was so loving to him. So loving to him in that bed. Their bed. And now there was a real man about to have man sex with his Master. This was almost unbearable. Even Joe knew Paul was proving a point. He just wished it was less painful. Once Joe was tied up, Paul turned smiling has he fell into the arms of Master Sinclair. Their kissing was passionate and long. They rubbed their throbbing cocks together as they made fervent love making. The one thing that Joe observed almost immediately was how fluid the two of them were. There was no top/bottom thing going on. Neither man was more aggressive than the other. The choreography was magnificent and as much as Joe was unhappy his cock said otherwise. Then the unthinkable, at least in Joe's mind, happened. Master Paul raised his legs up over Master Sinclair taking his hands to his ass cheeks and spreading his hole. Joe thought, `is this really going to happen?' Master Sinclair's cock was so hard Joe thought it would explode before entry. Yet, Master Sinclair was an expert in all areas including cum control. Master Sinclair aimed his cock directly at Master Paul's butt hole taking the tip to the end. Master Paul pulled Master Sinclair close. He kissed him and then whispered, "Fuck me." Master Sinclair inserted his cock deep into Master Paul. Joe continued to fascinate about this. Master Paul was no less of a man for taking a cock inside him. There was no decline in their manly status. Paul moaned deeply. Master Sinclair continued to pump his cock in and out of Paul's hole. This act went on for at least a half hour. Joe was amazed at their stamina. Finally the big moment came. Master Sinclair deposited a load of man cream up Paul butt. When the orgasm was over, Master Sinclair fell on top of Master Paul breathing heavy. Master Sinclair rested his head on Paul's large chest. The two of them laid there for a long time. Finally, Master Sinclair moved over to one side. He started to kiss Paul all over his body finally ending up down on Paul's cock. Master Sinclair sucked like a madman until Paul climax his cum into the throat of Master Sinclair. The moment of truth came when Master Sinclair moved up to Paul's lips and deposited the load into Paul's mouth. They kissed for a long time exchanging the semen back and forth before each swallowed some, which appeared to be a ritual of manly bonding. The two cuddled in each other arms until they fell asleep. In the meantime, Joe was still tied up and fag was chained. The two endured in much discomfort until the Masters awoke. Paul came over to Joe and kissed him deep. Joe could still taste the remnants of Paul's cum. Paul whisper, "I love you. You are the one." Thank you for reading. Appreciation: Donate to Nifty. Feedback to douglas.marx.4@gmail.com Thank you.