Date: Sat, 11 Feb 2017 19:47:05 -0700
From: Kirk McCorkle <avunculous@gmail.com>
Subject: Master Cody, Part 7

Book 7
Serving Cody's Feet

by Kirk McCorkle

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"It's part of the complaint process honestly," Officer Hardesty said,
tearing off the citation. "Now that this is on record, whoever called it in
is going to take the complaint to the management here, and they'll start
looking into it."

"Honestly, Officer, it's not going to happen again," Kevin said. "Totally
quiet from here on in."

"We're gonna be monks," Todd said. Cody shot him a look that, if the world
was fair, would have charred the big guy to a husk.

The officer was tall, dark, middle-aged, married, and somewhat weary of the
world in general. "Whatever you get up to is fine, but you're gonna have to
find someplace else to do it. The walls in this place are about half an
inch thick." He put away his notebook, looked around at the guys. "We get
more noise complaints from this complex than anyplace else in the city.
Anyhoo, you fellas be safe, and have a good evening."

When the door shut behind him, Kevin immediately unbuckled his collar and
whipped it off.

"Look, Kevin," Cody said. "I-"

Kevin put his fingers to his lips and pointed at the door. Cody and Todd
looked at each other, confused.

"Okay, we've got to watch the noise levels from here on in, guys. This is
getting way out of hand," Kevin said.

"Well, yeah." Cody shrugged.

"I don't know about you guys, but I'm starved." Todd got up off the couch.
"You got anything to eat?"

"Probably not, maybe we should go out." Kevin heard Officer Hardesty walk
off quietly.

"We could order a pizza," Todd said.

"Fuck your pizza," Kevin said quietly. "I want you both to leave."

"What?" Cody looked baffled. "I thought we were okay."

"The last thing any of us needed was a domestic violence charge." Kevin
collapsed into the armchair. "Which is why I talked him down to the noise
complaint. I didn't want the cops involved. And you guys haven't done
anything like that anyway, I've been okay with everything. I just... I'm
done."

"Well, shit," Todd said from the kitchen. "You're out of food, too."

"Hang on," Cody told Kevin. He stalked into the kitchen. "Todd, go take a
walk. I don't want to see you for a couple of hours."

"What am I-" Todd's sentence was cut off by the look in Cody's eye. "Yeah,
okay."

In silence, Todd grabbed his phone and his jacket and left.

"I want you gone too, you know," Kevin said.

"Can I please apologize first? Maybe explain?" Cody sat down cross-legged
on the floor in front of Kevin.

"Sure."

"I've been being a dick," Cody said. "And I'm sorry. I've got reasons that
I've been doing it, but I guess they don't really matter much. I didn't
mean to hurt you, or scare you."

"How about use me? Manipulate me?" Kevin was pretty proud that he hadn't
started crying yet. "Betray me?"

"I didn't know you," Cody said. "Back then, I was just looking for someone
who..." Cody stopped. "Yes, I used you. Yes, I betrayed you. I can't wish I
never did it, because then I would never have met you, but I wish I'd been
honest with you."

"Yeah, me too."

"Okay." Kevin had never seen Cody's face look anything other than arrogant,
or commanding. Now he just looked like a scared, sad kid.

"Okay." Cody got up, went into the bedroom, and started putting his things
in a pile on the bed.

Kevin sat and fumed in the armchair, going over how stupid he'd been, how
easily Cody had manipulated him. He thought about all the things he'd done
for Cody, how he'd humiliated and degraded himself for his amusement, and
he realized he had to say something. He got up and strode into the bedroom.

"I don't get how you could do that to me," Kevin said. "I mean, I was
already going to do what you wanted. Why did you have to try training me
like I was an animal?"

"I don't know." Cody's voice was very soft. "I'm sorry."

"You do know," Kevin was trying not to yell, mostly for the sake of the
neighbors. "Why fuck with my head like this?"

"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I fucked it up. I'll go."

Cody was crying.

"Cody, are you okay?" Kevin asked. He had no idea what else to say.

"I'm sorry." Cody said. "I'll leave."

"Cody?"

"I didn't know it would be like this," Cody said. He was standing over the
bureau, sock drawer open. "I thought I'd find some skeezy guy and crash
with him for a few days, maybe get some money off him. Give me some time to
figure out what to do. But it was you, and you were cute, and you were
nice. I should have told you then, I should have trusted you. But I didn't,
because that doesn't usually work out that hot for me. But I wanted to keep
you. So I did this."

Kevin sat down on the bed. "You wanted to keep me?"

"I didn't know anyone like you existed. By the time I knew, I'd already
fucked things up." Cody grabbed his socks and threw them on the pile on the
bed beside Kevin. "But I'll be okay. I'll get Todd someplace safe."

"By finding some other slave and shoving your way into his life?" Kevin
asked.

Cody looked at Kevin. Cody's eyes were bloodshot, the eyelashes stuck
together with tears. "No. Never again."

"So if you were to meet someone else like me now, what would you do?"

"I'm not even looking for anything, not for a long-"

"Humor me," Kevin said.

Cody took a moment to think, shoving his boxers in his backpack. "I guess
I'd talk to him? Tell him what's going on. Pay attention to what he wants,
not use him. Or not just use him." Cody gave a hint of his trademark grin.
"I don't know. There's gotta be a way to do it better."

Kevin felt his heart trying to escape his chest by any route available. He
gulped it down and spoke. "So why not try that with me?"

"You mean it?" There was a flash of hope in Cody's eyes, a much bigger
flash than Kevin had expected to see.

"You fucked up, you fucked with my head a lot further than I wanted you to.
But you're new at this. I'm new at this. And you get into the hypnosis
stuff, and the long-term chastity, and you're in this weird gray area where
it's hard to tell what's voluntary. It turned me on to think you were in
control of me, so that's bound to get weird. Maybe we don't do any mindfuck
stuff for a while, and we try and figure out what we both want?"

"I want you."

"You mean that?" Kevin asked. "Or do you just want a slave?"

"Look, I get that I don't know you much," Cody said. "But... you're nice.
And I'm sorry, that sounds lame as hell, but I keep waiting for you to be
mean to me. I keep doing these things to you, and you keep being nice. Like
you just want me to be happy."

"I do," Kevin said. "Just be nice back."

"Yeah, but being nice to you means being pretty mean a lot of the time. You
like being pushed around, used, humiliated. It makes things complicated."
Cody sat down on the bed beside Kevin.

"All right, how about this. We talk things out in advance. And when I'm not
wearing my collar, we're not master/slave, we're whatever we are. Friends.
People."

Cody considered. "All right, I like that. So, for instance, sometime we can
just go out and see a movie or something. Just two guys, hanging out."

"Sure."

"No collar, no Master, no slave, no nothing."

"Yup."

A sly smile spread across Cody's face. "But, if, say, right now I was to
tell you that I want you on your knees, begging me to let you kiss my feet
again, then what?"

"I, uh, don't have my collar on," Kevin said.

"Well, go get your collar."

Kevin had to give himself credit. He hesitated for a moment before he got
up and half-ran to the living room to find his collar. It had ended up
between the ottoman and the armchair. Kevin brought it to Cody.

"On your knees." Cody took the collar and put it around Kevin's neck.

At the first touch of it, Kevin felt his chance at freedom fading. For a
while there, he'd been himself again, not a slave anymore. And he'd hated
it. Even as he'd been angry with Cody, the thought of not having a Master,
not having feet to serve under, not wearing a collar again, had been almost
unbearable.

Cody looked down at him. "There's my slave."

"Master."

Cody hopped up on the bed, with his feet over the edge, clad in the Nike
Zoom Airs Kevin had bought for him. "How much do you want these right now?"

Kevin's cock jumped to attention. "Master, I want your feet so much. I'd do
just about anything to get my tongue on them right now."

"Yeah? Prove it," Cody said. "Bark like a dog."

Kevin barked half-heartedly.

"Oh, come on."

Kevin let out a good series of barks.

"Better. Okay, slave, get my kicks clean." Cody lay back on a stack of
pillows and watched as Kevin approached his sneakers reverently.

For a while Kevin had thought he'd never see his Master's feet again, let
alone worship at them. He put a kiss at the tip of each sneaker, and then
grabbed Cody's right Nike and started making out with it. The sides, the
laces, the heel, the sole, he kissed and licked at all of them, rubbing his
face in his Master's smell. The leather was soft now, worn in slightly, and
the creases had started to form along the toe and the back of the heel.
Kevin knew the smell that awaited him inside the Nikes, knew it better than
he knew his own scent at this point, and still he was excited to take his
Master's shoe off and bask in it again.

He looked up at his Master for permission.

"Other one first," his Master said.

Kevin took the other sneaker in his hands, and started kissing it like it
was the love of his life. He cleaned the logo on the sole with his tongue,
licked at the swooshes along the sides, ran his tongue along the little
spikes on the edges of the sole. Cody's left Nike became the center of his
world for a while.

"All right, slave, get to the socks," Cody said.

Joy sprang up in Kevin's heart as he started undoing Cody's laces with his
teeth. He'd gotten pretty deft at negotiating Cody's knots, so he had it
undone and the laces loosened instantly. He hauled the sneaker off of
Cody's foot, pressing his face up close to smell the fresh scent of his
Master emerging from his sneakers. Then he brought the Air Zoom up to his
face, put his face as deep into it as he could, and inhaled.

His Master's socks awaited him, though, so he put the shoe down and turned
to his Master's sock. When he pressed his face to it, it was damp and warm
and smelled perfect. He stuck his tongue out and licked all the way up his
Master's sole to his toes, and then he tried to get as much of his Master's
foot in his mouth as he could.

Cody laughed, and it sounded genuinely happy.

Kevin sucked on Cody's toes until his tongue was covered in lint, then he
took his Master's other Nike off and started on his Master's ankles and the
tops of his feet.

"Socks off," Cody said, and Kevin started pulling down his sock, running
his tongue along the skin it exposed. His Master's taste in his mouth, his
Master's smell in his nose, Kevin was content. He stuck his nose between
his Master's big toe and the next one and took a big whiff. Then he was
licking every inch of his Master's foot, all parts of his brain except the
one that loved being owned by Cody having been shut down temporarily.

He switched over to the other foot and shoved his face into the fresh scent
of his Master's sock, then started trying to lick it off of him. After a
determined try, he pulled the sock off with his teeth, and then he had both
his Master's feet in front of his face.

Then his face was in his Master's feet, inhaling, licking, biting, sucking,
loving his Master's moans of pleasure almost as much as he was loving the
feeling of his Master's feet beneath his tongue.

All too soon Cody said, "Stop. Stay there."

Cody got up and went into the closet for the gear bag. Then he went behind
Kevin, took his hands and tied them behind him. Then he got up and patted
the edge of the bed. "Lie on the bed, with your head here."

Kevin got up, a little stiffly, and lay face-up on the bed as ordered. With
his hands behind his back it was a little uncomfortable, but he was pretty
used to it. It was his Master's favorite face-fucking position.

Sure enough, when Kevin hung his head over the edge of the bed, Cody's cock
was there, ready to head down Kevin's throat. Kevin opened up, ready to
choke it down, but his Master knelt next to the bed.

"I'm changing the rules," he whispered in Kevin's ear.

Kevin shuddered. That didn't sound good.

"You can now cum with my shoes, my feet, my socks, or my cock in your
mouth," Cody said.

Then he stood back up, lined his cock up with Kevin's mouth, and shoved it
home.

Kevin was prepared for Cody's take-no-prisoners approach by now, and he
tried to open his throat as best he could as Cody battered at his
esophagus. He felt a surge of triumph as his Master pushed into his throat
almost at once, and a couple of thrusts later Cody's balls were resting on
his eyes.

Kevin inhaled through his nose, smelling the manly scent of his Master's
nuts. Cody stayed deep in Kevin's throat, pulsing, and then pulled back so
just the head of his cock was in Kevin's mouth. Kevin licked at the tip of
it adoringly, and then it headed down his throat again.

His Master set up a punishing rhythm, thrusting into Kevin's throat faster
than he ever had before. Kevin, buried in his Master's crotch, balls
slapping against his face, wondered for a moment if his Master was just
hate-fucking him, taking revenge for the things Kevin had said, and was
then just going to leave.

Under assault by Cody's huge cock, trying to stay calm and remember how to
breathe while getting face-fucked, smothered under his Master's nuts, Kevin
had a wave of fear pass through him. What if his Master was really angry
with him? What if things were just going to go back to the way they were,
or worse?

Then he felt his Master's breath on his cock head.

And then the tip of his tongue.

His Master was licking his cock.

Kevin found himself being pounded in the face with eight inches of angry
cock, while simultaneously receiving a delicate, tentative blowjob. It was
a little baffling, but fortunately all Kevin really had to do was lie there
and go along with it.

Which worked up until he felt his Master take his cock head into his mouth.

Once he felt his Master's warm mouth engulf his cock, Kevin couldn't help
himself. He started thrusting his hips, desperate for more.

Cody stopped fucking with his cock deep down Kevin's throat, and started
taking more and more of Kevin's cock into his mouth. Kevin was suspended
between being terrified of asphyxiating, as he still wasn't completely
confident in his deep-throating skills, and being more turned on than he
ever had been in his life. His Master was sucking on Kevin's cock. Kevin
felt sexier in that moment than he ever hand in his existence. His Master
wanted him.

Kevin would have thought that his poor abused cock wouldn't have even
responded after the events of this afternoon, but soon he found himself
building up to another climax. His Master was sucking at his cock
earnestly, and thrusting into his throat in the same rhythm. Kevin could
feel himself getting closer, and he could feel all the signs that his
Master was going to cum as well. The balls that were slapping into his face
had drawn up and were tighter, the cock down his throat was even harder
than usual.

He thought about warning his Master that he was going to cum, but with his
hands tied and his mouth stuffed full of cock, there wasn't much Kevin
could do. He relaxed his throat, breathed through his nose, and tried to
use his tongue to pleasure his Master. In the meantime, his Master had
Kevin's cock engulfed in his mouth and was twisting his head from side to
side while he was going down on it, just like Kevin had done to him any
number of times.

Kevin clenched his bound hands and felt the orgasm begin to build within
him. His Master was pounding him furiously now, slamming into Kevin's
throat as he tried to keep from choking. Kevin was only barely aware that
he was thrusting in the same rhythm. His Master's tongue was swirling
around his cockhead on each stroke now, and Kevin felt himself poised on
the edge of cumming.

And he was terrified. Every time he'd had a normal orgasm without the cock
cage on, Cody had ruined it somehow, usually painfully. Kevin found himself
holding back, trying desperately not to cum.

And then Cody started spurting. Jizz flooded into Kevin's throat, it coated
his tongue, it felt like it coursed through his whole body. His Master was
groaning in ecstasy with Kevin's cock in his mouth, his cock was pulsing
down Kevin's throat, and Kevin couldn't hold back any longer.

He exploded.

Kevin had forgotten what cumming could be like. He'd been having
semi-orgasms in his chastity device, along with a few spectacularly ruined
orgasms, and he'd really stopped aspiring to anything else. With his cock
free and being sucked on by his Master, the orgasm that overtook Kevin was
momentous, thunderous, catastrophic. If Cody's cock hadn't been in his
mouth, he was sure he would have aroused the wrath of the neighbors again.

He was still in the middle of the aftershocks when Cody pulled his cock out
of Kevin's mouth, and then lay down beside him. He pulled Kevin away from
the edge of the bed, and Kevin ended up with his head pillowed on his
Master's shoulder.

They lay together quietly as their breathing slowed. Kevin gradually
realized that Cody was stroking his arm.

"Master, I hate to interrupt this, but could you untie my hands?"

"Oh, sure," Cody said. He rolled Kevin over toward him and started working
at the rope. "Yeah, your hands are getting a bit red. Sorry about that."

"It's okay." Kevin rubbed at his wrists.

Cody lay back down beside him. "Let me see."

Kevin held out his hand, and Cody checked it over. His touch on Kevin's
wrist was surprisingly gentle.

"You're all right," Cody said. "I shouldn't have kept your hands tied
behind your back so long."

"I'm okay," Kevin said. He tried lying on Cody's shoulder again, and Cody
put his arm around him.

"I think we've got a little while before Todd gets back," Cody said.

"Yeah," Kevin said. "So, what's the deal with him, anyway?"

Kevin felt his Master tense up under him. "He's a good guy," he said. "He
just doesn't like to think much. You get to know him, you'll really like
him."

"How long have you guys known each other?" Kevin asked.

"We pretty much grew up together. Lived near each other." His hand was
running absently along Kevin's arm. "We've been fooling around together a
while. Explored a lot of stuff together."

"You guys are... involved?"

"Nah. We're friends, we just like to fool around every once in a while.
He's not the kind of guy you get all lovey with." Cody gave Kevin's
shoulder a squeeze.

"I don't know, he seems like the big cuddly sort," Kevin said. "In a weird
sort of way."

"More like the big idiot sort. He's such a fuckup." Cody's voice almost
broke on the last syllable.

"What's going on? I mean, really, what's going on?" Kevin asked.

"All right," Cody said. "All right. So, Todd and I had been fooling around
for a while. Just games and stuff, nothing serious. Well, last year Todd
went and fell for a guy."

"You're shitting me."

"No, seriously. He started seeing this older guy locally, and I think it
started as just a one-time thing, but they got along, and before you know
it Todd was getting all moody and moony and shit. Well, the other guy
didn't feel the same way, and he kind of broke Todd's heart, but somewhere
in there all of this kind of became common knowledge around town." Cody
considered a moment. "I think it was probably the night that Todd got drunk
and spent an hour yelling at the guy's house about how much he loved him."

"Oh, man," Kevin said.

"Yeah, the guy wasn't even home. Had his lights on a timer. So anyway, now
the backwards-ass little shithole of a town knows Todd is gay. Now he's all
sorts of popular, as you can imagine. He's lucky, his dad talked his mom
down from kicking him out completely. Turns out his dad is a lot cooler
than we'd thought. But everybody else is pretty much shit. As you can
imagine."

"Yeah." Kevin leaned back and looked up at his Master. "Did they find out
about you and Todd?"

"They didn't have to find out. Me and Todd had been hanging out together
for years. Whether we'd done anything or not, now I was on their radar."
Cody took a deep breath. "So we decided to go with plan X."

Kevin waited out the pause.

"Plan X was something we'd been talking about forever. Look, when you go
looking around on bondage sites, what's the one thing guys want most? Hot
young dom. I mean, I guess muscle dominants a little more than that, but
young guys, twinks, who want to top are pretty rare."

"Tell me about it," Kevin said.

Cody gave him a grin. "So when things got bad, we'd talk about finding a
sub, someone..." Cody looked Kevin in the eye, and then looked away.
"Someone we could take advantage of. To get out of where we were."

"It was that bad?"

"It got that way. The first weekend I was up here, things went to shit. I
had been keeping Todd from doing anything stupid and violent to the guys
who were harassing him, and they came after him when they heard I was gone.
So he did something stupid and violent, right in front of a security
camera. So he gets arrested, and I find out when I get back, and I'm
leaving the house to go help, and my dad decides it's a good time to ask
why I care about that... Anyway, I told him to go to hell, and I left."

"That's when he searched your room," Kevin said.

"Yeah. So now I'm homeless, Todd's up on charges, and the only person I
know who can help is you." Cody's voice had gotten soft.

"You should have told me."

"I should have. But... yeah. I should have." Cody shook his head. "I'm
sorry. We'd been talking about you for so long, you know? The sucker who we
were going to ride to a better life. I'm sorry, that's just how we thought
about him. We were going to take our time, play it out for a few weeks, get
him ready for me moving in, then Todd."

"And then you'd have someone you could live off of forever," Kevin said.
"Nice."

"I was still planning on working and going to college, we weren't going to
be like that. But... yeah. Pretty shitty. I want to say-"

There was a timid knock at the front door.

"Aw, crap, Todd's back," Cody said.

"I'll get it." Kevin got up, got his pants on, and went to the door.

Todd came in, took in the sight of Kevin half-naked and Cody pulling his
clothes on, and said "So, everything's good?"

"Not exactly." Cody came out of the bedroom, buckling his belt. "Stop being
a dick to Kevin."

"Kevin? Oh." Todd shrugged. "Okay."

"Great. Thanks," Kevin said. "So what's with you and the assault charges?"

"Hey, you told him." Todd shrugged. "Some guys came after me. They didn't
like how I fought back."

"They got him behind a convenience store, by the dumpster. So he takes a
shelf off of a display from the trash and starts beating the shit out of
this one guy with it." Kevin looked proud. "It was beautiful."

"You saw the tape?" Kevin asked.

"Yeah, his Dad showed me." Cody sat on the couch. "Look, Todd, we've got to
figure out what's next. We can't stay here, we're getting Kevin in trouble."

Todd slumped down in the big armchair. "Yeah? Fuck. There's my cousin."

"The crackhead?"

"Well, yeah," Todd said.

"No, thanks."

Kevin was leaning against the doorway to the kitchen, listening to his
Master talk about being homeless, and he felt something inside of him give
way. It was like a string was cut, a string that was holding together this
big bundle of fear, self-doubt, self-loathing, insecurity, grief, and
loneliness. And now that they were loose, they fled.

Kevin looked at the two young guys sitting in his living room, their
beautiful bodies thrown carelessly over his furniture, their faces earnest
as they talked about how to face their future. And Kevin realized that he
didn't want his Master out of his life. Or Todd either, strangely enough.
Whatever weird manipulative game they had tried to pull on him, Kevin
wasn't sure he wouldn't have done the same under those desperate
circumstances.

And besides, what did he have to lose? It wasn't like he was going back to
a life of happy fun times when they left.

Kevin walked into the living room and sat down beside Cody. His Master was
talking about campgrounds they could stay at if they could find a used tent.

"From what I can tell," Kevin said when Cody paused, "The problem is this
fucking apartment."

Cody looked over at him. "What do you mean? Oh, hey, let me get this." He
reached over and unbuckled Kevin's collar and then put it down on the
coffee table.

"Um... thanks," Kevin said. "I was just thinking, if this were happening
anyplace else I'd be okay with it. If it wasn't for Mrs. Henning and her
dented walls, I'd never be thinking about kicking you out." Kevin took a
deep breath. "So fuck 'em. I hate this place. Let's move."

Todd looked at Cody. "What does he mean?"

"I mean," Kevin said, "Let's find another place. A house. Someplace we can
make noise and not bother anyone."

Cody looked dubious. "But about two hours ago there was a cop here, and
then you were kicking us out. Now you want to be what, roommates? I mean, I
like the idea, but..."

"Yeah, it's stupid," Kevin said. "But... it's about what I want, right?
What I really want? And I don't want this." Kevin gestured at the
apartment. "I don't want a life where I'm afraid to be with who I really
want to be with. Where I can't be who I am. And maybe I don't know what
that is yet, but it's not this.

"I like what you guys have. You take care of each other. I want to be a
part of that." Kevin touched the rope marks on his wrist. "I like what we
do together, even if we haven't worked out all the kinks."

Todd chuckled.

"So fuck it. I've got a couple of grand in savings I can get to. Let's find
a place, I'll put a deposit down, and we'll move in together." Kevin
paused, and tried to make his voice sound stern. "You guys have got to pull
your weight, and that means jobs. And chores. All that stuff. A house is a
lot of work."

"I know how to do a lot of repairs and stuff," Todd said. "I've been
working with my dad forever."

"Great," Kevin said. "We're going to have to do this fast, because now that
Mrs. Henning has a police report in her hot little hand, she'll be getting
the management on our cases."

"I'm not sure I'm okay with this," Cody said. "I mean, you didn't want to
be taken advantage of. But now it's like we're taking advantage of you even
more. Worse, if we sign a lease together, we're pretty much stuck with each
other for a year. It seems like it could get pretty fucked up."

"Yeah, it could," Kevin looked over at Todd, who had his big feet crossed
in front of him, his arms crossed behind his head, and was watching the
conversation intently. "If any of us don't do our share, it'll be hell. For
all of us. So we don't do that. We all pay our share, keep the house clean,
and we're golden."

"I think we can do that," Cody said. He looked over at Todd.

"I'm good with it." Todd looked Kevin up and down. "He seems cool."

"We're going to have to figure out how all this works, you know." Cody
leaned towards Kevin and put his hand on Kevin's thigh. "Limits, and roles,
figuring out when we're playing and when we're not."

"Yeah, we are," Kevin said. "But... it's really late."

Cody looked at the clock. "Yeah. Let's get some sleep."

"I thought we were going to get to do a spit roast." Todd sounded
disappointed.

"Some other time," Kevin said. "Todd, the couch is pretty uncomfortable,
but if you pull the cushions off the floor is okay."

Todd looked devastated. "I can't sleep with you two?"

"I don't know if the bed's big enough, guy." Cody got up and patted Todd on
the head. "Sorry about that."

"We should at least try." Kevin was looking at his queen bed dubiously. "It
might work."

"All right." Todd got up and started taking his clothes off as he headed
for the bedroom. It was the first time Kevin had seen him naked, and it was
an even more impressive sight than he'd imagined. Todd had a little extra
weight around the middle, but he made up for it with a huge set of
shoulders and an ass that looked like it should have been on a statue in a
museum.

Kevin and Cody exchanged a look, shrugged, and followed him in.

Kevin woke up the next morning to a hushed conversation taking place over
his head.

"You should make him do it," Todd said.

"That's not how it works." Cody's voice was barely audible. "He's got to
want to do it."

"But I want to do it." Todd was whispering, and a little whiny. "We've been
talking about it forever."

Kevin opened one eye a crack. From the angle of the light coming into the
room, it was late morning. He was sandwiched between his Master and Todd,
and both of them had one hand on his chest as they were talking over his
head.

"Talking about what?" Kevin asked.

"Good morning." Cody shot Todd a warning glance. "Oh, there's this thing
we've wanted to do with someone else for a-"

"Spit roast!" Todd said. "You wanna?"

Kevin stretched. It was really warm between these two big guys. Cody's hand
was absently rubbing his nipple. "Sure, why not. It's Sunday. Let me go pee
first."

"When you come back," his Master said, "Bring your collar."

Kevin wriggled out from between them, and shut himself in the bathroom a
while. When he came out he grabbed his collar off the coffee table in the
living room, and brought it back to his Master.

Cody and Todd were naked, lying on his bed, half-entangled in the sheets,
and they were making out. Kevin stopped in the doorway, and found he
couldn't move. He watched their hands roaming over each others' bodies,
their feet entwined together.

And then his Master broke the kiss, opened his eyes, and smiled at Kevin.

Kevin crawled up on the bed, and Cody kissed him. When he broke the kiss,
Cody took the collar from Kevin's hand and buckled it around the willing
slave's neck.

Then Todd kissed him, and that was really weird. Todd's lips were soft, and
he kissed Kevin tenderly, sweetly. When the kiss ended, Kevin opened his
eyes to see Todd smiling shyly at him.

Which completely distracted Kevin from the fact that Cody had gone to get
rope. His Master grabbed him from behind and shoved him down onto the bed,
and Todd pounced on him and pinned him there. Then his Master had his left
ankle, and was tying it to his left wrist.

"This should keep you from squirming," Cody said.

In seconds, Kevin's wrists were tied securely to his ankles. He tried to
yank himself free, but the guys had tied him tight.

"Come on, flip him over," Cody said, and Kevin was grabbed by two pairs of
hands and flipped easily onto his back. Then Cody pulled him so his head
was over the edge of the bed. As soon as he was in position, Cody asked
him, "Can you still snap your fingers?"

"Umm..." Kevin snapped his fingers.

"Good." Cody immediately put his half-hard cock in Kevin's mouth.

"You want that end?" Todd asked. He was lubing up Kevin's ass.

"I thought we'd switch off a couple of times," Cody said.

Kevin shook his head vigorously around Cody's cock.

"Just kidding." Cody gave Kevin's chest a smack. "Suck me good, though,
slaveboy, or we'll do it."

"Finally, I get to fuck this ass." Todd had a finger in Kevin's ass now,
and was trying for a second.

Cody's cock was fully hard, and it was starting to thrust in and out of
Kevin's mouth slowly. Kevin knew it would be headed for his throat soon,
and did his best to relax and breathe deeply, but it was distracting with
Todd's big fingers invading his asshole.

Then Todd got into position behind Kevin, lifting up Kevin's ass so it was
at a good angle for him.

"Both at the same time," Cody said.

"Okay." Todd lined up his cock with Kevin's asshole.

At the same time, Kevin felt Cody's cock poised to to enter his throat.

"One... two... three," Cody said, and Kevin felt the two friends' cocks
start pushing into him simultaneously. As they entered him, Kevin felt
something electric pass through him, a feeling of completion, of fullness.
The two huge cocks seemed to fill him up entirely.

Cody had his balls up against Kevin's face a few seconds before Todd had
finished burying his cock in Kevin's ass.

"Holy shit, dude," Todd said.

"Yeah."

Kevin breathed in his Master's ball sweat through his nose and felt Todd's
muscular body up against him. He clenched his ass tight around Todd's
cockhead, and swallowed at the same time. He was rewarded with a moan from
both guys simultaneously.

They started fucking him, slowly, in the same rhythm, both cocks pulling
out of Kevin, then filling him again. He could feel his Master pushing the
tempo, and Todd speeding up to match him. And then he felt them both lean
forward, Kevin's bound limbs between them.

They were kissing while fucking him.

The idea that he was something these two friends were sharing, like they'd
share a pizza or concert tickets, was insanely erotic. Kevin felt the bond
between the two friends running right through him.

Then his Master leaned back and grabbed Kevin's ankles where they were
bound to his wrists. He pulled them toward him and started fucking Kevin's
face in earnest. This put Kevin's ass at an even better angle for Todd to
fuck, and he started pounding away with abandon as well.

Kevin was being plowed hard from both sides, and it was overwhelming. He
was shorter than either of these guys, and sandwiched between them he felt
tiny, like a little toy they were sharing. The ropes dug into his wrists
and ankles, Todd was slamming into his ass enthusiastically, and his
Master's cock was lodged down his throat. Kevin licked at the underside of
Cody's cock as it fucked his face, he milked Todd's cock with his ass, he
gave himself over completely to the feeling of being theirs.

Todd had his hands around Kevin's thighs and was using them to lift Kevin's
ass up, bringing him down hard onto his cock with every thrust. Cody was
taking his time, fucking Kevin's face steadily, without the fury that Todd
was unleashing on his ass. Todd slammed into him again and again, pounding
at Kevin's ass until Kevin's cock was stiff and drooling precum.

And then Todd was cumming, making deep guttural grunts as he thrust into
Kevin, pulsing stream after stream of cum into him. Kevin tried to contract
his ass around Todd's cock as he came, pulling the cum out of him. With his
Master's cock still deep down his throat and his hands and legs tied, Kevin
was still sure he could be the best fuck Todd had ever had.

"We were supposed to cum together," Cody said.

"Eh. Next time." Todd pulled out, tossed the condom aside and smacked
Kevin's ass. "That was awesome."

"All right," Cody said. "My turn."

Kevin felt his Master's cock slide out of his mouth, and then his Master
was on the bed, pulling Kevin's legs so Kevin's ass was angled up and ready
for his cock. He put a condom on, lined up his cock with Kevin's hole, and
shoved.

Kevin gasped as his Master's cock filled him in one gigantic thrust. Cody
pushed his legs up and apart, and started fucking Kevin brutally.

Kevin couldn't help moaning.

"Aw, crap, he's getting loud," Cody said. "Gag him with a sock or
something."

"Nah, I got this," Todd said. He knelt by the bed beside Kevin's head,
looked down at him and smiled. "Hi."

"Hi," Kevin said, baffled.

Then Todd leaned down and kissed him. As his Master was thrusting into
Kevin's ass, Todd was making out with him, thrusting his tongue deep into
Kevin's mouth. Kevin was still moaning, but Todd had him pretty well
muffled.

Then Kevin felt one of Todd's hands start playing with his nipples. And one
of Cody's hands started jacking off his cock.

Kevin's back was arched, his toes were curled, his whole body felt like one
big throbbing erection. His Master was pounding into him hard, and Kevin
recognized the rhythm that his Master always fell into when he was about to
cum.

Todd's tongue was in his mouth, so Kevin sucked on it like it was a cock.
He felt his Master slamming his cock home into his ass, his Master's hand
pumping his cock, Todd's big paws mauling his chest, and he started
cumming. It erupted out of Kevin, hot and fast and huge, sending his body
into waves of spasms, contracting his ass around his Master's cock.

Cody threw his head back, plowed his cock into his slave's eager ass, and
came. He had Kevin's bound legs spread out, holding them by the ankles, and
Kevin could see his magnificent body, all its muscles sharply defined in
the morning light, stretched out above him as his Master came inside of him.

Kevin closed his eyes and focused on Todd's tongue, which was gently
licking Kevin's lips, and his Master's hand, which was slowly stroking his
cock. Eventually, Cody pulled out and collapsed next to Kevin. Todd broke
off the makeout session and started untying Kevin's ropes.

"I don't know how the rest of the day is going to live up to that," Cody
said.

"Yeah, right?" Kevin stretched out his arms and legs. "We'll have to go
skydiving or something."

"We could go to a water park." Todd sat down on the bed next to Kevin.

"Yeah, I'm sorry, water park?" Cody asked. "Seriously?"

"Hey, they're fun," Kevin said. "And anyway, today we're going house
hunting. So it's probably not going to be that much fun."

"I don't know. Maybe we'll get to take the new place for a test run." Cody
had his hand on Kevin's chest and was rubbing absently. "You're still okay
with doing this? The whole roommates thing?"

"After starting my morning like that?" Kevin looked around. "Yeah. Um...
where's a towel?"

"I'll grab it," Todd said. He ducked into the bathroom.

"Are you sure?" Cody asked. "I mean, this is huge."

"Look," Kevin said. "Whatever's going on here, I like it. I like you. I
like him. I fucking love the stuff we get up to. If I go back to my normal,
boring," and here Kevin paused for a moment, "...lonely life again without
seeing what happens with you me and him, I'll hate myself forever."

"I like you too," Todd said, returning with a towel. "But I need cereal."

He tossed Cody the towel and went out to the kitchen.

"He's not complicated, is he?" Kevin asked.

"He doesn't have to be," Cody said. "He's a good guy."

"Yeah." Kevin snuggled up close. "My Master's a good guy too."

"Don't be so sure about that," Cody said. "You came without my feet, my
socks, my sneakers or my cock in your mouth."

"Oh, crap. I'm sorry, Master." Kevin hadn't even realized.

"Don't be sorry," Cody said. "Be afraid. Todd and I are going to have some
fun with this one." He bounced out of bed. "Let's go hunt down a house!"

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