Date: Sat, 1 Aug 2009 22:56:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mason Campbell <masecam@yahoo.com>
Subject: Alix Michael and Daddy 2

This story is a work of fiction and my imagination. It's dirty and involves
sex with three guys. So if you're not legally supposed to read this stuff
or you're weird and don't like gay things, then go do some ebay
shopping. Otherwise, please enjoy.

*&~*&~*&~Chapter Two!~&*~&*~&*

Let me know if you like it. I think only one person read the first chapter.

Once again Michael's car was the first in line when I got out of school. He
was nervous when I got in and tossed my backpack in the backseat.

"Did you have a good day?" he smiled like he'd practiced a full line of
questioning. I quickly scanned the console or index cards.

"Yeah, it was ok," I shrugged.

We went home and repeated the workout routine. I was glad for the change in
being able to run out on the trail. Usually daddy would drop me off and I'd
workout in the gym but Michael had changed his schedule so he could pick me
up and stay home for the night with me.

"You really don't have to go running with me. I know you did your five
miles this morning. This will make ten. Two days in a row?" I asked.

"Oh, I can't let you run outside alone Alix. If something happened to
you..." he shivered, "Mr. Tausen would not be pleased." To him, Daddy was
"Mr. Tausen."

We got about a mile before I started feeling chatty. I slowed down to a
light jog, feeling bad for Michael.

"So... you pay daddy rent, right?" I looked over at him, already sweating
and breathing heavily but keeping up with me.

"Yes Alix, did you need to buy something? Mr. Tausen left money for me in
case you need something."

"No, no. but... well... what do you do with the rest of your money?"

"Mr. Tausen invests it. When I sold my townhouse he put it into investments
for me. I was doing ok with money but I'd never had savings. He's very good
with financial things." Michael beamed.

"Oh, ok," I could see him turning a little red so I thought we'd better
keep quiet the rest of the run. I kept my pace slow, so it took us a full
hour to get back to the house. I did stretches on the front porch before
going upstairs to shower and change.

When I came down, Michael was working on dinner; some quiche contraption
filled with yummy vegetables was sliding out of the oven. I noticed only
one place was set at the table.

"You're not going to eat with me?"

"Oh no, your daddy wanted me to put the laptop with you so you two can chat
over dinner. He just called and his roomservice will be ready shortly. I'll
get it set up if you want to go ahead and have a seat."

Michael plugged in the laptop and set it on the table where daddy usually
ate. This virtual daddy was getting a little weird, but I really wanted to
talk to him.

"Hi kitten, you get food yet?" He asked as the program opened.

Michael brought over a slice of the quiche and a small salad and set them
in front of me. He returned a minute later with a glass of water for me and
asked if I needed anything else. He went and got his own food and then took
it out of the kitchen area to give us privacy.

"Aww, you miss me? Is he taking good care of you?" Daddy asked. We talked
while I ate. He was cutting through a steak and had a full plate of other
unhealthy foods. Oh well, he was out of town.

As we finished up, he said, "I'm going to give you an hour to do your
homework. If it's all done and Michael checks it the I have a surprise for
you before bedtime. Deal?"

"Yes sir!" I smiled and bit on my lip a little. I wondered what it was
going to be. He told me he loved me and he'd see me online soon. I put my
lips near the camera hole and gave a little kiss before we closed the
program.

I raced upstairs and read two chapters of history, made some notes, did
three pages of calculus problems (which was only four problems, but they're
really long) and then quickly revised my latest draft for writing. I found
18 changes to make and made them. Homework DONE!

I still had about ten minutes left but I went and got the laptop and set it
up on our bed. I didn't know how to log in to the program so instead I got
ready for daddy. I slipped out of my jeans and t-shirt. I folded the jeans
and hung them up and then put the t-shirt into the hamper for Michael to
wash it. After my run and shower, I had put on a fresh jock, the little
camo one daddy liked.

I was sitting on the bed, back against the pillows when Michael came up to
the doorway. He stood there with his head down, waiting to be invited
in. He almost never came into our room except to clean, make the bed,
gather the laundry, or hang up clothes. But he did most of that when we
weren't in here. He knew better than to intrude when daddy was spending
time with me. He'd knocked once during his first week here and daddy had
punished him harshly for it.

"Can you make the daddy appear?" I asked in a kiddie voice and pointed at
the computer.

"Yes Alix," Michael smiled and came in to squat near the bed and turned the
computer to face him. He had on green basketball shorts and nothing else.
His smooth chest stretched as he reached for the computer and began to
click open a program. He logged in and we saw an empty chair in the hotel
room.

Michael went over to the desk by the wall and looked over my homework. He
was an accountant, so I knew he was good at math. He nodded as he checked
over my problems but then grabbed a pencil and erased something and then
scribbled something else. He put the papers inside the book and closed it
up and then scanned over my history notes.

"hah, you probably don't need to know what Lincoln's favorite music was,
but I like how you compare it to his thoughts on democracy. Very clever
Alix," he smiled.

"Are we finished with homework?" daddy's voice came through the computer
snapping our attention back to the screen. He was sitting in a comfortable
chair with wrapped in a white robe. His tanned muscled chest peaked out
between the open sides. He had it secured at the waist.

"Yes sir," I nodded, excited at the site of the man who ran my life so
well.

"It looks good, Mr. Tausen, Alex is brilliant of course, much like his
father," Michael assured.

"Very good, you can bring in the bag Michael." Daddy said.

Michael left the room wiggling that hard, bubbled ass he'd been working so
diligently on perfecting and I looked at daddy with anticipation.

"I know you enjoyed being played with last night, but I want you to try out
something new tonight. You're growing up and you should learn how to
pleasure an ass other than your own." Daddy smiled, "And don't worry about
hurting him, he is purely here for your enjoyment."

Michael came back in the room with a small black backpack and a towel under
his arm. He set it on the bed and unzipped it, then pulled out a toy that
looked like one of my "real skin" cocks. It was a deep coffee color, maybe
latino looking. He laid out the towel on the side of the bed and put the
cock on top as daddy watched us. The next toy he laid out was a much larger
version of the same cock. It must have been 9 inches and was just a little
thinner than daddy's cock. It looked painful.

Michael's third toy must have been 12 inches and as thick as a sprite
bottle. Lucky for him it was very flexible and curved halfway to his arm.
Michael produced a bottle of lube from his backpack and then set the bag
over on a side table.

"Three toys, Ali, and you can use them in whichever order you want," daddy
laughed, "While you did your homework, Michael did his. He's clean and open
and ready for play, right slut?"

"Yes sir, Mr. Tausen," Michael smiled. He stood next to the bed with his
wrists crossed behind his back waiting for orders.

"Ok, go ahead and slide out of those shorts, slut" Daddy said.

Michael hooked his thumbs into the waistband and slid his shorts down to
the floor. His cock was already getting hard, it was a good seven or eight
inches, somewhere between daddy's and mine. He had a leather snap band
around the base of it that put his cock and balls on display. The surprise
was he had NO pubes and no hair on his nuts. Everything looked clean and
shaved.

He turned and bent down to pick his shorts off the floor showing off his
proud ass. It was also hairless.

"Well," daddy commented, "it looks like our workouts are paying off. That
pasty flat ass we started with is gone."

I tried not to stare, but it was really magnificent. Michael blushed as he
straightened up and folded his shorts. "Thank you sir, you've done a great
job, much more than I deserved."

"I trust it's clean and ready for my baby to use?"

"Yes sir, of course! I did as you instructed. Thank you for letting me play
with my hole."

"Ok get on the bed, all fours, stick that slut hole towards the camera."

Michael crawled onto the bed and got up on his knees, bent down, spread his
legs and displayed his ass.

"Oh yeah, my baby's going to have fun using that hole. Ali honey, go ahead
and pick out which toy you want to start with. They're all new and unused,
so don't worry about playing with them."

I crawled over to the towel and picked out the smallest cock. Best to start
with something he could handle. I held it up so daddy could see.

"That's the little one, you're being too nice Ali. He doesn't deserve it!
But I'll let you call the shots this time," daddy smiled, just a little
disappointed. "That's my sweet boy."

Michael gave me a grateful nod. He had the look of a kid finally getting
included with his older siblings. It was sweet but a little pathetic.

I handed it to Michael who reached over and got the lube. He spread a
generous coating and worked his hands around the shaft making sure it got
enough. He handed the toy to me by its base and then worked his slimy
fingers around his hole. He wiped them on the towel until they were clean
enough for him to bend over again and rest on his hands.

"Ok baby, go ahead and work it in, don't be too gentle, he's not used to
gentle," Daddy smiled. I looked over at Michael who was waiting like a dog
ready for his walk.

I held the cock in my right hand and pressed the tip against his hole. I
rubbed it in a slow circle like he had done the night before with his
tongue.

"Uhhhh," Michael began, "Please fuck me Master Alix; please fuck my hole."

I pressed the tip against his hole and he pushed out. I didn't know you
could do that, but the edge of his hole closed over the tip and he sucked
it into him.

"Woah, cool," I laughed. He'd taken the first inch in and was flexing his
hole around it. I barely pushed and another inch sank in.

"Uhhhhhhh!" Michael began to work his ass on it. He pushed back onto the
cock and another two inches went in.

"See? He's past that toy," daddy exclaimed, almost disappointed.

"It just ate it!" I looked over at computer screen daddy.

"Yup, that's how a used bottom does, no challenge. Go ahead and push it all
the way in, fuck that hole and twist the cock around. He needs it rough,"
Daddy coached me.

I pushed the cock into him quickly making Michael suck in a deep breath,
"Oh thank you Master Alix," he cooed. It was the second time he had called
me that. It didn't feel right the first time but now it empowered me.

"Yeah, take that cock," I was getting into this. I started to pull the cock
out and then shove it all the way back in. I did this a few times. Each
time I did that Michael yelled out, "Thank you sir."

I felt my own cock starting to grow as I began punch-fucking the cock into
him faster and faster until his thanks turned into muffled uhhhfffmmm's.

"Shut that bottom up! Find something for his mouth," daddy had his robe
open now and was slowly running his fingers up and down his hardening
shaft.

I looked over and remembered the jock I had used when we went to workout. I
shoved the cock all the way into him and went to retrieve it.  I returned
holding it.

"That'll do!" daddy smiled when I held it up for him. "Shove it in his
mouth."

I went to the top of the bed and Michael turned and opened his mouth. I put
the still moist jock into his mouth.

"Mfank Hou," Michael mumbled as the straps dangled over his chin.

I got back on the bed between Michael and the computer and shoved the cock
in and out of him a few more times. His now muffled moanings were a little
easier. He was probably getting off tasting my sweat.

"Let's go to the next one. I think he's milked the little toy," Daddy
suggested.

I pulled the cock out of his hole, it was a little red but he looked ok and
certainly wasn't complaining. Michael sat up and took it from me and then
reached for a hand towel he had put on the side table and offered it to
me. I wiped the lube off my hands as Michael got the next biggest size
ready.

He held out the lube coated 9-incher for me to inspect. I took it from him
and he went back down on his hands, my jock still stuffed in his smile.

"All right, no more playtime Ali, this is the biggest size I've let him
play with, so he should be ready for a hard fucking," daddy called. I
looked over to the computer and daddy was jerking his cock, watching us
like one of his football games.

I had to use both hands with this one, it was a little less rigid than the
smaller one. Michael pushed out his hole and I put the tip to it, but this
one was thicker. I wiggled it a little and then decided to just shove the
tip in.

Michael gave a loud "YELP" when I did that.

"Oh My God, you ok?" I froze, holding the tip inside him.

"Mm-Mm," Michael nodded his head and turned to give me a jock stuffed
smile.

"Stupid whiny bottom," daddy shook his head, "Give it to him hard baby."

I shoved in another two inches. I was starting to get into this mean top
thing. Michael gave another startled jump but wiggled his ass to show he
was ok.

I looked back at daddy on the computer for a sign of approval.

"Shove it in baby, he's not tied up, if it's too much he'll let us know,"
daddy assured me, using that calming tone like there wasn't a bottom slave
in our bed. I worked another two inches into Michael, his yelps had turned
into pleasure sounds and he began to push his ass back onto the cock.

His ass sucked in the last few inches and when the latex nuts hit against
his ass he wiggled happily.

"All right, now fuck that slut," daddy barked, "Fuck that needy ass."

I pulled the cock out until just the tip was in and then I shoved it in,
fast and quick. I started building up a rhythm eliciting excited "mmmmmm"
every time I pushed it back in. Michael hung his head, I heard his
breathing quicken and felt the heat building up in his body.

His own thick shaft was swinging wildly between his legs as he began to
fuck himself on the cock. Soon I was just holding it still as he pushed
back and then pulled off in rapid successions. He was definitely into this.

"Look at that slut go," daddy laughed, but he was jerking his own cock
pretty hard.

Michael fucked himself on the cock, mumbling senselessly into the jockstrap
he was sucking on. Ugh he better wash it really good. He had no pride at
this point. I was rubbing my own cock through the jockstrap.

"All right, time for the big boy toy!" Daddy ordered.

Michael stopped impaling himself long enough to look back with a little bit
of worry. The twelve-incher was longer, but it was also a lot thicker. I
pulled the 9-incher a little and it slid out easily with a soft "pop"
sound.

Michael got back up on his knees, still displaying his hole for daddy and
turned to take the cock from me. He handed me the hand towel again and then
laid the 9-incher on the big towel. He picked up the twelve-incher and
considered it uncertainly.

I wiped my hands and looked back to see daddy nod with a big grin. I guess
the look I gave him was less than happy because he gave Michael new orders.

"On your knees, face me Michael," daddy barked. Michael straightened up and
turned towards the computer. His cock was rock hard and now a full 8
inches. It hung perpendicular and curved off to the right. It was wide but
flat, I'd never seen one like that... I hadn't seen a lot of cocks period.

"Put the twelver on the floor, you can ride it down there." Michael
adjusted the laptop so daddy would be able to see him on the floor and
still see me on the bed.

Michael got the twelver and licked the base of it and then slammed it
against the hardwood. It made a sucking noise and pointed up, then drooped
a little towards us.

"Ali, honey, take the jock out of his mouth, he's sucking it like a
pacifier," daddy turned to me.

Michael leaned towards me and I reached to pull the now wet jock out by the
straps. He held onto it just a little too long until daddy barked,
"release!" Michael reluctantly let it go and winked at me. I tossed it into
the corner where he could find it for the laundry later. I hope he hasn't
acquired a taste for my undergear.

"Thank you sir," Michael went to work lubing up the twelver. I laid back
against the pillows so I could watch him and daddy. My cock was poking out
of the top of my jock and I noticed daddy looking at it. I slid down the
waistband and began to stroke it for him. He was working his own cock
pretty good. He made a little kiss movement with his lips and winked at me.

"It's ready sirs," Michael snapped us back to him. He was hovering just
above the cock, on his knees. He pressed the tip against his hole. His own
impressive cock swung in front of him.

Daddy nodded and we watched as Michael began to press down against the
toy. His eyes went a little crossed and he bit down on his lip but he was
going for it. He paused after the first push and took a breath and then
pushed down harder. He kept stopping and breathing but he got the tip and
then let out a deep breath and threw his head back.

"See? He's a happy little clam, right Michael?" daddy joked.

"Yes sir," Michael smiled, "Yes... Sir."

As weird as it was, I was rock hard at watching this. I slid the waistband
of my jock down and hooked it under my nuts. I reached over and got the
lube and slicked up my cock. A thick drop of pre-cum slid out of the tip as
I gripped it.

"You like this baby?" daddy asked. I nodded until he added, "Good, you're
next up."

I must have had a shocked expression because he just laughed and said,
"don't worry, I like my boy nice and tight, you're not going near that
thing."

I relaxed a little and leaned back against the headboard. I went back to
working on my cock as Michael slipped a good two inches of the monster
inside him. He was making some pretty heavy noises as he began to work it
in deeper.

When he had a good six inches of the think monster inside him he began to
pull up on it. I doubted he could take the whole thing. I don't think
that's really possible. He slid slowly up on it and then began to suck it
in again.

I was jerking faster now, alternating between computer daddy and monster
Michael. Both scenes had their advantages. Daddy's hard body laid back in
the chair jerking that cock I spent every night worshipping and Michael's
tight jock body rearranging itself to accommodate the plastic monster.

Michael began to work up a rhythm with the monster. His hard cock swung in
anti-rhythm to the self-inflicted pounding.

"UHHHH Fuck," Michael was mumbling as he sped up. His taught chest was
dripping sweat and his face was going a little red. He had his head thrown
back with his arms extended behind him, hands planted against the hardwood
floor to steady himself as he rocked his hips up and down on the twelve
inch monster.

"I think he's going to cum," I noted to daddy watching his nuts tighten up
against his hard swinging shaft.

"You cumming slut?" Daddy asked.

"MMMuhhh Fuccckkk! I... I think so sir. Should I stop?" Michael didn't look
like he was anywhere near stopping. He was now working a good 9 inches of
the monster up that hole. His body was the color of ripe tomato and he was
breathing pretty heavily. This was his third workout of the day.

"No, just this once I think you can cum, but you're licking up every drop
of it. Don't mess up my floors slut," daddy said. I watched daddy lean back
against his chair. He was bucking his hips slightly as he yanked on his
9-incher.

I was so into the scene I didn't even notice until my own cock almost began
to erupt.

"Uhhhh, I'm gonna cum daddy!!," I yelled.

Both daddy and Michael stopped and turned to watch me.

"Get that boy cream Michael," daddy snapped.

Michael slid quickly off his toy and knelt next to me. He sucked my cock
into his lips with one quick motion and began milking as I shot off the
hardest cum I'd had in weeks. I filled his mouth with juice and pushed his
head down on my cock. I was so into it that I had him by the back of his
head, both hands rubbing over his shaved blonde head.

"UHHHHHHHHHHH" I bucked my hips, feeling the tip of my cock push into
Michael's throat. He took it like a pro, a hungry pro. My eyes were forced
shut by the power of it, and I felt my legs tense up.

Michael didn't let off my cock. After I'd been drained he kept sucking and
cleaning my cock.

"Yeah, swallow that cum, slut," daddy ordered. I was breathing so hard I
felt my head lift off my shoulders a bit. I was definitely a fan of the
blowjob. Most enjoyable.

Michael took a big gulp and I felt the cum drain out of his mouth. He
looked up at me with excited eyes. His lips, firmly planted around my shaft
curled up into a slight smile.

I laid back against the pillows, thoroughly exhausted. Michael finally let
go of my tool. He got every drop I had to give.

He went back to squat over his toy and this time it slid in easily. I
propped my head back against my arm and watched through that hazy after
cum. He was going at it again.

Within seconds he threw his head back and begged to be able to cum. Daddy's
consent cued the biggest cumshot I'd ever seen. Michael let out a loud
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH" and sprayed thick white cum over his chest and shoulders
for what seemed like a solid minute.

Daddy and I exchanged shocked looks. That had been building up for a long
time. It was all over him; like he'd just been dropped off by aliens. His
chest was encased in a thick, white, gooey web; even his lips had some. He
rolled his tongue around them and began cleaning himself.

"Thank you sir!" Michael beamed with a porn star's smile; a spindle of
white dangling from his nose.

"Not bad slut," daddy said. Both our attentions turned to watch him on the
computer as he worked his cock. I crawled down to the edge of the bed to
put my face near the screen. Daddy stared into me as he jerked faster. "So
beautiful," he said and I blushed a little.

Three jerks later Daddy began to have his own explosion. He had the hottest
growl when he shot. It sent shivers through me. Michael crawled closer to
the bed, careful not to drip anywhere as we watched daddy shoot. He left
three lines of hot, white juice up his chest, and ended with a growling,
"ffffuuuuuccccckkkkk."

We all laid there for a few minutes after, Daddy slumped in his chair, me
against the pillows, and Michael on his back against the hardwood, his hand
gripping the 12-incher like they'd just wrestled.

I looked up after a bit and daddy was just laying there eyeing me. I sighed
contentedly and he smiled.

"Sleepy baby?" he asked.

"Yes sir," I nodded.

"Ok, you boys go get cleaned up. Michael, you better clean those toys and
put them away when yall are done in the shower. That will give me time to
say goodnight to Ali. I'll see you back in a few minutes," daddy started to
get up and then went away from the camera. Michael scrambled to his feet.

We were both pretty worn out in the shower. I leaned back against him as he
rubbed a soapy washcloth over me. He took special care with my cock and
bent down to clean my lower half. I squirmed a little when he probed my
hole.

"Sorry," he giggled, "I have to be thorough."

I got out and dried off as Michael was finishing up. I slipped on a clean
blue jock with a little pink star on the pouch and then crawled onto the
bed. Michael came out a few minutes later with a towel wrapped around his
waist. He collected the towels and toys and lube and backpack and then
hurried out of the room.

Daddy came back on camera wrapped in the white robe, I sat Indian style
against the pillows.

"You had fun baby?"

"Yes sir. That was wicked!"

"Good, we won't be doing that on a regular basis, you know?"

I nodded.

"Ok. You had a good day?"

"Yes sir, but... I want you home." I frowned.

"I know baby, tomorrow. I'll pick you up from school and I promise a
special night. Just the two of us. I'm sending Michael on a... date. Just
you and me. Okay?"

"Yes sir."

"Now go open the door. I'm sure Michael's ready for bed." He smiled. I
padded over to the door and sure enough, a very sleepy Michael was leaning
against the wall. He straightened up when he saw me.

"Bedtime." I said and went back to the bed. Michael followed me in and
began turning off the room lights and the bathroom lights. He finished up
and came to stand next to the bed wearing a small pair of red running
shorts. I could clearly see his nuts through the leg opening.

"All right, go ahead and get in bed," daddy said. Michael climbed in next
to me and lifted up the covers. He laid back against the pillows.

I was so tired, I just laid my head into his chest and kept my eyes on
daddy. Blinking was getting harder and harder as my eyes wanted to stay
shut. Michael's heartbeat sped up a little, but his body felt exhausted as
mine. Daddy studied us curiously. Michael slipped his arm around my back
and pulled me into him.

"You two look like passed out kittens," daddy smiled, "Very sweet. You be
good to my boy."

"Yes sir, Alix is perfect," Michael rubbed my back as I began to slip into
sleep.

"If everything goes well, Michael, I'll have a surprise for you tomorrow
night. A date perhaps." Daddy smiled.

"A... date sir?" Michael sounded dejected.

"You'll see, someone has a little interest in you, I think you'll be
pleased.  Either way it will get you out of our time tomorrow night."

With that, I didn't hear another word and my eyes closed, my head on
Michael's left pec, my hand on the right one.


Thanks for Reading! ~Mason