Date: Sat, 3 Oct 2020 05:25:56 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mike Austin <nasstop@yahoo.com>
Subject: GAY/AUTHORITARIAN- "Play With The Guys" Ch 8

PLAY WITH THE GUYS					By Mike Austin
							nasstop@yahoo.com

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VIII.

This Wednesday, Dick was hard at work by the time Chris and Don arrived. He
took time to approach them in the job trailer and secured the door behind
him before asking, "guys if me and Tim being at the house is causing
problems, all you need...." as Chris stood, ended Dick's query by putting
his hand over the sub's mouth and shaking his head no. Then Chris began,
"what happens between us may or may not involve you guys, but your housing
and the work here is not involved." Dick tried to speak again and Chris
shut him down, "I said you guys did not cause the situation yesterday", as
Dick cut his eyes from Chris for a second to Don, who was shaking his head,
no, as well. "We're all good here and at home" Chris closed, before sitting
back at his desk, ignored Dick and resumed his discussion with Don. Dick
hesitated then left the job trailer for the crew, loading a trailer of
supplies at the ready, then headed to the outside perimeter work zone. When
Chris and Don wrapped up their meeting, Don left for his crew as Chris got
the client contact on the phone to discuss the change that prompted his
outburst with Don. Chris was firm yet professional, as he reminded the
contact that there is a Change Order procedure and that is how things get
modified and not a verbal change in mid-stream, as was indicated
yesterday. The client reluctantly agreed to submit a written change later
today. Chris offered to take the contact to lunch and he'd accepted Chris'
offer. That left Don and Dick free to eat together and discuss
"things". The pair of subs were like chatterboxes and Dick expressed his
concern and Tim's silence that was overwhelming, except when dumping his
cumload down Dick's throat. They finished lunch and returned to their
respective crews and were nowhere to be seen by Chris on his return from
the client lunch, signed Change Order in hand.

Tim had registered with a county therapy group who came twice weekly for
some occupational and physical therapy sessions and today was one of the
days. His usual female was in a CEU training session and a buff, athlete
named Jason was covering Angie's patients. The workout routine began. Tim
noted Jason's hard glutes and muscled calves as he wore baggy shorts. His
upper torso flexed as well and as he worked Tim's hamstrings, Jason's
biceps and triceps throbbed. Tim began to bone up, which Jason ignored and
continued the therapy session. As Jason had Tim stand to walk, the now
semi-hard dick bowed out Tim's crotch and again, Jason ignored the
hardening dick. The session lasted 55 minutes with a few minutes before and
after, taking vital signs and discussing the routine and the next therapy
workout. Jason loaded his kit, turned and grinned, nodding to Tim's crotch,
"now you can work your right arm muscles" and made his exit. Tim did just
that and shot a massive load on his abs and chest. In another time, he'd
fuck the hell out of that muscle boy, Tim reflected; then wiped his body
clean. He admitted the few sessions he'd already had, were beginning to
improve his balance at least, if not his stamina yet. He also wondered
about how he could get Jason as his therapist without offending Angie or
their schedules? He went to the kitchen warmed some leftovers and while
they were nuking up, did some leg flexes and felt his dick throb again,
thinking of Jason, and maybe he wasn't a has-been, worthless piece of flesh
after all?



The workday ended. Chris and Don left after letting Dick know they were
bringing home spaghetti and salad from The Olive Garden and to let Tim
know. Don wanted Chris badly and tugged up his t-shirt to show the nip, pec
and shoulder bruises with pride. He rubbed his dom's crotch and offered him
head, Chris declined, adding "wait for the weekend now boy" as they steered
into the restaurant near the house. By the time they arrived home, Tim had
the plates out and set up, Dick was already in the shower scrubbing away
the day and soon Chris and Don would be in their shower, doing the
same. When all three returned to the kitchen, Tim had everything set up for
a buffet service, tea poured and bread warming in the oven. Dick began
about his day to Tim, Chris and Don sat quietly nodding, then added what a
good job he'd done on a particular layout. Tim turned to Chris and asked
about his work? It seemed to be a genuine question. Chris noted that Tim
had never really expressed interest in their aspects of the job and shared
some general statements and accomplishments. He was also quick to add Don's
contribution that day. Don remained quiet, eager to suck Chris but knowing
the weekend was still days away in the future. After supper, Chris and Don
went to the bedroom where they made out for about an hour; locked up his
sub's dick again, tugged his balls down firmly, clamped his nips, then had
the boy return to the den for tv time with Tim and Dick. Don squirmed
several times until Chris stared him still.......When the nightly news came
on they went to bed, giving Tim and Dick, time alone. Don repeatedly
snuggled against Chris' warm muscled body. Chris would grow tired of Don's
fidgeting and cup his glutes which always settled his boi down. The fact
that Chris had his own hardon lodged against Don's trench and hard glutes,
further stirred and quieted the horny sub. Don's balls ached, in a good
way!

They hurriedly dressed the next day and hit one of the supply vendors en
route to the jobsite. Their contact Mark was a handsome guy, who Chris had
fucked several years before meeting either Dick or Don and the two had
remained personal and professional buds. Mark had the order ready for a
quick pick-up and invited the guys to a cookout at his place that weekend;
indicating there were some other guys they both knew who were planning to
attend as well. "Just some guys and nothing more, you know buds" Mark
added. Chris and Don looked at each other then both agreed and thanked Mark
for the invitation. Back in the truck they agreed not to tell Dick or Tim,
giving them alone time in the house. Work was already busy by the time they
arrived. Dick and his crew waved at the duo as they drove past, before
stopping at the job trailer. Don's crew came over, unloading the truck and
reloading the nearby trailer with supplies. Don's nips ached deeply in his
pecs; that deep seated burn a sub gets from hard nip action, and they
popped out under his T-shirt. Chris looked and smiled. When Dick came in to
join them for lunch, he noticed Don's popped out nips. Don blushed a bit
then grinned and shoved his chest out proudly.

Thursday the guys were busy running checks for payday Friday. The weekend
finally arrived and Don would be fucked and worked over and end up pleading
for more. First came Saturday house and yard chores. Chris told Tim and
Dick of their plans to go visit friends later that afternoon and that
they'd be late getting back, so if they had or wanted to make any plans,
the house would be theirs from about 1 until they got home about 10. Tim's
therapy session Friday had gone even better than Wednesday's and he had a
surprise in store for Dick. They guys dressed and left about 1 for Mark's
cookout. While Dick was busy wrapping up the yard work, Tim hauled out his
toys. He secured bunji cords to the 4 legs of the bed; pulled the handcuffs
out, the ball gag, E-stim unit and assorted clamps and a wide leather
collar. When Dick came in after finishing the front yard, Tim was in the
shower and called Dick in to join him. Once there, Tim had Dick on his
knees, begging for Tim's dick. The hot stream of shower spray pelted on
Dick's head, shoulders and his back. It actually felt good after the yard
work, but sucking his dom's dick felt even better. Dick commented how
better Tim's balance had become just this week at which point Tim grabbed
Dick's head and began skullfucking him. The sub gurgled and coughed a few
times but Tim's face fuck was ceaseless. Tim ground his Dick's face into
his crotch and held his brother in the vice grip of his palms. He fed and
withdrew then fed and withdrew his dick from his bro's mouth and
throat. Sub saliva drooled from Dick's mouth and he pleaded for more. t
that point Tim turned off the shower, eased from it and tossed a towel to
his older brother and told him to dry him thoroughly then dry his own
submissive body and make it fast. When Dick arrived in the bedroom, Tim
motioned for him to get face down. At that point Tim pretty hurriedly
secured Dick's wrists and ankles with the bunji cords, and collared his
sub, pried his trench open and rough probed the sub's hole. Tim attached 2
leads form the E-stim unit to dick's assring, then another pair to the back
of Dick's balls and began easing up the intensity and the pace. As each
increased, Dick's ass arched up off the bed and his moans grew louder. Tim
then inserted the ball gag in his sub's mouth and slid a blindfold over his
eyes. Again the E-stim settings were increased and Dick arched his back and
tried to ride up on his knees to ease the electro surge between his balls
and his assuring. Dick also shook his head as a fish might, when trying to
dislodge a fishing hook from its mouth; hoping to escape the pain and
pleasure of the E-stim unit. Tim continued to increase the settings as
Dick's moans increased proportionately. It had been so many years since Tim
had worked him like this and he craved more and More!! Tim reached beneath
his sub's widely spread legs, grabbed the sub's hardon, jerked it backwards
then affixed the ends of two more E-stim leads to the sub's dickhead. The
surging intensity immediately brought the sub's dick to attention and then
dropped off flaccid. Tim leaned forward, mouth to Dick's ear and whispered,
"only one hard dick in this room right boi?"  Dick nodded
affirmatively. Still his dickslit was flooding precum from his EXTREME
arousal. Tim's dick WAS IN FACT harder than it had been in months at the
prospect of being able to balance and hard fuck his older brother's ass
after working it with the E-leads. Tim crawled between Dick's spread legs,
removed the pair of leads form the assuring, now well sensitive and
swollen, lubed the sub's hole and loaded his engorged dick directly in one
long drive deep in Dick's ass. Dick's head snapped back in paid and shock
and Tim wasted no time beginning to ram fuck his older brother. The fuck
lasted for what seemed to Dick, an hour. Tim fucked then backed off,
lowered his own orgasm threshold and then began fucking the sub again. This
engage/disengage action continued for over 2 hours. As supper approached,
Tim found he was wearing out and needed to cum. The long awaited climax was
at hand. Tim pulled Dick's neck back with the ballgag, the collar choking
his sub and slammed his ass at the same time. Dick moaned and grunted with
each thrust. Finally he felt the hot shots of Tim's cum rush deep in him
and he clamped his dom's dick for added service and respect as he'd been
taught. Tim was panting, a bit dizzy from the extended exertion and pulled
out. As he did, dick clamped his hole tightly, not wanting to lose any of
his alpha's cum.  Tim sort of staggered back and sat in the side chair
regaining his energy and balance. He gazed at the man he loved, his brother
his submissive, then slowly removed the devices from his body. The last was
the blindfold. "Now show me how you jack off when I'm not around and your
dick is needy, boi" Tim directed. Dick complied and while still soft, began
to jack his dick, faster and faster. "Get on your knees and do it faggot
submissive" Tim demanded and Dick complied again. His hand was a furious
blur as he jacked faster and faster, trying to hold the cum in his ass
while letting his own fly from his dick. The tension and focus built until
in the flash of a nerve charge, Dick blew his hot load across the
floor. He'd not cum with that intensity or volume in months!!! The pair
remained silent for several minutes, then Dick reached for the same towel
he'd dried himself with earlier, cleaned Tim and then his own torso and the
cum from the floor, stood shakily and eased to the doorway. He thanked Tim,
asked if he needed anything and Tim's only reply came, "food". Dick left to
prepare their supper. Tim followed. They sat and ate sandwiches and chips
with sweet tea in silence before going back to their room and 69ed for the
first time in years. They were long asleep when Chris and Don came home.

The pair had had a nice time at Mark's with good food, friends and
laughter; which they'd not enjoyed in a very long time. The easy
entertaining enabled them to relax and reignite their own passion and
needs. When they arrived home to find the house dark, they wondered what
had happened between their two houseguests and if it was good or bad? They
made their way into the master bedroom, stripped and Chris immediately
began teasing Don's caged cock. He worked Don's balls and in no time had
his sub on his back in bed. The tote bag came out as did first a pair of
long rawhide bootlaces. Also from the bag came 2 pairs of cuffs, tit clamps
and "C" grips, the large butt plug and in no time, Don was secured on his
back, the pairs of cuffs fastening each wrists to the metal headboard. Back
into the bag and Chris extracts the dildo mouth gag and stuffs it deeply in
Don's mouth. Secured behind his head, Chris then set about wrapping the
first rawhide boot lace around Don's right ball and then out to his right
ankle. He then repeated the process on Don's left ball and ankle. The with
slow precision he began drawing the bootlace through the loop knot he'd
fastened about each ankle; first tightening the right ankle and bending the
leg tightly toward the right ball, then doing the same to the left leg and
ball, until his sub was trussed with his ankles just as close to his own
balls as physically possible. Arms and wrists now secured, feet and balls
now tightly bunched together, Don's balls tugged and stretched long as
feasible, cock caged, mouth gag inserted, time to begin screwing the butt
plug in place, slowly. Don's eyes snapped wide as the combined compression
of his body now endured the lubing and butt plugging sensation. Chris then
drew attention to Dons balls again that were coloring up nicely and hauled
out the first "C" clamp and began screwing the two pads together until
seated firmly on each ball, don moaning loudly as each clamp held his ball
firmly and then even more firmly in place. The alligator clips gnawed into
his swollen nips and Chris added that extra twist and tug once each was
seated. The tits immediately colored as well. Don's eyes widened even more
when Chris pulled out the large wide vibrator and began using it on Don's
balls. His legs cramped, his balls hurt like holy hell, his nips were being
eaten by the clips, his toes curled in excitement though and the
pleasure/pain dimension was at hand and both men knew it; the Alpha and his
Sub. Chris stared into Don's eyes and watched them tear up. Don surrendered
his body and soul at that moment and both again, knew when the transferal
happened. That point at which the sub surrenders all to his dom!! Chris
stood beside the bed, jacking and continuing to work his sub over as Don
cried through the mouth dildo for release and orgasm and at that moment
Chris blew a huge cumload across the sub's body and pumping long hot thick
ropes until he was drained. He took the key from around his neck, unlocked
his sub's cock cage and Don exploded cum, hands-free, mixing with his dom's
cumload, shot across his submissive torso!! Chris unsecured Don who
unfolded like a new flower; then both wrapped in each other's arms, went
fast asleep for the remainder of the night. They woke to the sound of Dick
mowing the back yard Sunday morning.