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Denis couldn’t feel Kyle next to him, so he reached across the bed to pull him closer. His arm landed on the bed and he pulled, his claws dug in the sheet and started pulling them. Fortunately he woke up fully before they ripped.
He sat up in a panic, where was he? Why wasn’t Kyle with him? Had his rescue been a dream? He looked at his hands and relief flowed over him when he confirmed they weren’t chained. He fell back down on the pillow and looked at the ceiling for a moment, letting his emotions settle down.
He reached over, grabbed the other pillow and pulled it over his face. He breathed in deeply Kyle’s scent; it was a few hours old. He held the pillow against his chest and looked at the side table, there was an antique clock on it showing it was a little past noon; some of the daylight came from behind the heavy curtains.
He was still debating getting out of bed when the door opened and a young man stepped in, carrying a tray. He looked to be in his early twenties and something about him was familiar. He had a light tan, without tan lines. He kept in shape, but his muscles weren’t really defined. His hair was light red, cut short and his pubs were a little darker. His cock was barely visible. He must be a grower, Denis thought, and his cock reacted at the thought of seeing just a big his visitor could get.
“Hi,” he said, giving the young man a wave and pulling himself in a sitting position. He could now see that he tray had two glasses, one with orange juice one with milk and a silver plate cover.
“Hi,” the man
closer and placing the tray on the side table. Denis could now smell
eggs coming from it, and his mouth started salivating. “I’m
Denis went to take it with his fur covered hand by reflex, and then switched it for his human one. “I’m Denis. Where’s Kyle?”
growled and he
reached for the bacon, only stopping himself as he realized he was
grab the dozen strips with his hand and shove it down his muzzle. He
Denis still did his best to eat with decorum, forcing his hunger to behave. “Actually, I’d be able to eat a whole cow right now.”
“Alright, I’ll go
get you a proper
exclaimed, and then
looked down sheepishly when
Denis looked down at his plate and was surprise to realize that he’d already cleaned it up. His stomach gave another light growl, but this time there was no urgency behind it.
“I’ll start with
the milk, but I’ll
also have the orange juice.” Denis emptied the glass in one swoop and
“You look familiar; I thought I might have caught a glimpse of you then.”
grand father?” Denis
looked at him again, and now he could see the resemblance in their
“So you’re gay too?”
“I hope I’m not being insensitive, but how did you end up in this situation?”
“Then why are you here?”
“The Master is a good man, he’s paying for my education, and in exchange I work for him.”
“But you’re his slave, right?”
“No, I’m his servant, when the contract is over I can leave.”
“But he ‘enjoys’ you when ever he feels like it. Isn’t that a form of slavery?”
“Oh, he doesn’t
force himself on
Denis was silent for a moment, trying to ‘get’ what Gary was telling him, he couldn’t see himself letting someone else basically own him, but on some level it didn’t sound that different from what Kyle did, Gary simply had only one client.
“How did you meet Brian?”
“I met him
“He’d been living here ever since my grandmother died, that was before I was born. He took me out and we talked. When I insisted I wanted to explore sex with other guys he brought me here and introduced me to Steven, he was sixteen back then, someone the Master that rescued from the streets. I saw Steven on and off for two years before my dad found out and kicked me out. So I moved in here. It was another six month before I met the Master for the first time. At first he let me stay, more as a favor to Charles then anything else, but then I got to know him and I liked him, so he offered me a place, and I took it.”
Denis reached for
the glass of
orange juice, but
Denis had been watching him move, and while his cock had a reaction at that firm ass, he was stuck by something. “I just realized that you aren’t putting yourself on display.”
“The guys I know, once you get them out of their pants, they don’t move the same way, it’s almost like they’re trying to only show their best features, posing. You, on the other hand, just move.”
“What about you?”
Denis opened his mouth to reply and then closed it, having to think about it. “I guess I do it too, to some degree. Depends who I’m with. I don’t think I do it with Kyle.”
“We spend all our time here naked so I don’t even notice it anymore. Do you think I should?”
“No, no. I find it quite alluring.” Denis replied and asked the next thing that popped in his head to change the subject. “have you and Charles ever had sex together?” Maybe that wasn’t such a good question by the tent his cock was forming with the covers.
Denis put his hand over his crotch trying to discretely undo the tent. “From what I understand Brian’s much older than him.”
Denis licked his chops and had to control the urge to lounge for it. “You’ll have to excuse me if I’m not exactly comfortable showing my excitement in public.”
Denis couldn’t help but growl seductively at the obvious invitation, but he didn’t move. “Are you doing this because you want to or because it’s part of your job description?”
help his reaction,
the young man’s ass
with his human hand, making the cock in his muzzle jump each time he
hole. He released the cock, “where’s the lube?”
He took his time
cock, savoring every moment of tightness he felt, it had been a long
he’d had a hot ass around his cock.
Once he was fully
hilted he began a
slow fucking, moving in and out and moaning in delight as he felt
They kept going,
fucking until Denis caught the smell of meat. He broke the kiss, but
thrusting, and looked around. A man a few years older than
with that,” Denis
told him as he reached for the empty tray. The man looked at him. “Lube
shove that cock up my ass.” He then focused back on
He only stopped moving when he felt a hand on his ass, fingers moving from fur to skin. Then a cock slid in his crack a few times, looking for the point of entry. When it found it, in it went, fast.
Denis groaned and
then panted. His
own cock jumped inside
The man fucking
Denis set the tempo
at which he fucked
eventually passed and he
relaxed, allowing the man easier entry. Denis only had enough strength
himself from crumbling over
The man pulled out and Denis let himself fall sideways, casting a glance at his still hard cock, but too tired to take care of it. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the smells of sex.
He didn’t have
any intention of
moving for a long time, but had to look down when he felt a mouth close
Denis lifted his
head only long
enough to watch
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