Date: Tue, 22 Jun 2021 22:45:03 -0500 (CDT)
From: j.morgan588@linkedup.vip
Subject: Not a Normal Relationship Part 2

author: daddywolf
email: j.morgan588@linkedup.vip
title: not a normal relationship part 2

"he has to swallow whatever cock i tell him to," she stated matter of
factly.

"cum, too?" jerry's voice was strained and he awkwardly adjusted himself to
shift his growing erection. both jay and miranda noticed.

"of course," miranda purred like it was perfectly reasonable. "i wouldn't
let him make a mess by spitting it out. every precious drop goes right down
his girly little throat."

"jerry was now staring hard at jay. he doesn't look so much different from
a girl, he thought, i wonder how well he can suck? jay could feel jerry's
eyes on him, and he tried surreptitiously to sneak a glance and see if
indeed he was looking at him, but he was too scared to make overt eye
contact.

"and how-" jerry took a deep breath and tried to recover himself. "how many
has he sucked in that time?"

"36," miranda piped up cheerily, like it was a gold star on her report
card.

"36!" jerry exclaimed. "and how many more does he need?"

"oh, i don't know," miranda bubbled with an air of impish innocence. "as
many as i want, i guess." she seemed perfectly content with this answer,
but jay was less than thrilled.

"so basically you're holding his ckc hostage if he doesn't do what you want
- you're forcing him to suck dick."

"when you put it like that it sounds mean," she pouted.

"that's about it," jay rasped, his voice heavy with need. jerry was
beginning to sense the cause of all the pent up desperation he had seen
when they first entered his office.

"36 seems like an awfully high number," jerry cautioned.

"are you at least using protection?"

"pfft! what for? then he wouldn't be able to swallow it. besides, they were
all my good friends. i have a feeling they'd be clean," miranda seemed
totally convinced by this logic.

"where did you find so many 'friends' to take part in this?" jerry felt
there was still something he wasn't getting.

"we had a party," jay started his tale in a soft voice. "at first she just
wanted me to serve drinks - naked, but i still had my peenie locked up. it
was hard for me to walk and bend because she had me plugged-"

"you mean a butt plug?" finally, something jerry was familiar with.

"yeah," jay nodded, his eyes misty with the recollection. "the guys would
grab my ass and jeer at me. it got worse as they drank and the night wore
on. some of them brought their wives or girlfriends, and they laughed at
me, too." jay took a deep , stuttering breath. when he continued, his voice
quaked. "then mira-mistress said that was enough serving and had me crawl
around after her like a dog-"

"heel! i said, and you should have seen his little butt wiggle! with the
black plug wedged between his cheeks. oh, what a delight." miranda seemed
dreamy with the recollection.

"anyway, every time she talked to a guy, she wanted me to blow him right in
front of her, while she talked to him!" jay's face went crimson at the
memory, and jerry could see the boy was overwhelmed.

"and how many men did she talk to?" jerry rasped.

"almost everyone there-"

"22," miranda affirmed, like she was proud of it.

"oh my," jerry's pants were now uncomfortably tight, and he could feel a
wetness pooling at the tip. "and that still wasn't enough?"

"it would have been, but then when i was about to unlock his cage, he tried
to kiss me! with all that dick on his breath. gross. so naturally, i was
furious and told him now. then he begged and whined - it was pathetic - so
i told him he could just jerk off someone else and pretend that it was his
cock and his cum."

"i didn't want to, but she made me! she said i had to be a good boy and
pretend to love it, or else i was being naughty... and naughty boys don't
get to cum."

"so what did you do?"

"i sat down next to a guy on the couch who looked lonely - he was playing
with his cock - and asked if i could help him. i told him my girlfriend
wouldn't let me play with mine, so would it be all right if he let me play
with his-"

"he was all for it," miranda added.

jay let out a plaintive sigh, "so i stroked his dick - it was really big -
and when he came he splashed on my face before i could get my mouth on it
to swallow the rest, and mistress said that was my reward for trying to
kiss her with penis breath - spunk on my face."

"he looked good with it," miranda confirmed.

"and you still haven't come?"

"no!" jay cried, on the verge of tears. "i just want a normal relationship
and i'm afraid of what's next. i know what butt plugs are for..."

"why the plug, miranda?"

"i want him to come like a girl-"

"like a girl?"

"have an anal orgasm. i think it'd be so hot if he came from getting fucked
in the ass."

jay visibly paled at her confession. jerry felt like he had to jump in and
shift focus.

"miranda, how did the two of you meet?"

"i was looking in the gay porn section of the adult bookstore-"

"curious choice for a woman."

"what can i say? i have a fetish. there are more of us than you'd think. so
in walks this beautiful blond boy, and i think, "no way this boy's 18."

"it was my birthday. i wanted to do something only 18 year olds could do."

"so you went to a gay porn store?"

"that's not all they have. i was looking for the storekeeper," jay said
defensively.

"and you found one," miranda touched jay's hand with genuine affection. "i
wanted to work there because i knew guys would meet in back for the glory
holes, which was always a fantasy of mine."

"so you were the clerk?"

"guilty as charged," miranda giggled. "we've always got porn playing in the
background - i'm preferential to the gay stuff, and when i caught jay
staring at a boy gobbling down this terrifically swollen cock, i knew he
was the one."

"i never saw anything like that before!" jay protested. "how could i not
look at it..."

"i'm sorry, jay, this must be terribly embarrassing for you-"

"that wasn't the worst," jay said almost to himself.

"what was?"

"tommy, my friend. my best friend since, like, kindergarten."

"pshh, you'd been dreaming about his dick since the first grade," miranda
teased.

"nu-uh!" jay blushed and jerry could see that a chord had been struck.

"what's so bad about tommy?"

"we went on a triple date, so i could introduce him to my girlfriend-"

"he really didn't want to, but i insisted."

jerry could see why.

"well we were at this nice, sit down restaurant, and we got a booth in the
corner, you know the kind with wrap around seats? and she started telling
tommy about all the cocks that i'd been sucking!"

"you should have seen his face - confusion, wonder, arousal," miranda gave
jerry a pointed look. jerry coughed. "so his best friend was getting really
into it - i could tell. i have a sixth sense about these things. so i
politely suggested that jay go under the table and take care of the
situation he had created in tommy's pants.

"i can't believe i did that," jay lamented.

"but you did," miranda teased. "i may have greased the wheels a little bit
by telling him i'd let his little peenie out of it's cage for a while..."

"did you make good on it this time?" jerry asked pointedly.

miranda looked hurt. "of course i did! but i didn't say he could touch
it. so i let him blow his friend while i watched - we were sitting side by
side - but i made hm use his hands the whole time to pleasure tommy's
cock!" miranda chortled with glee. "you should have seen his pink, little
stiffie bobbing up and down as he knocked his head against the underside of
the table. oh it was delicious irony."

"so you still didn't get to come?"

jay shook his head despondently.

"but your friend did?"

again jay slowly nodded, whispering, "and i swallowed it all..."

"we had to get a bag of ice from the kitchen to ice down his erection so we
could get it back in the cage."

jerry could see this kind of treatment bordered on abuse, and yet, he was
never more turned on.

"jay, miranda, i'm afraid we're going to have to cut this short. i have a
problem that i need to take care of and it just can't wait. maybe next
week?"

"why wait?" miranda licked her lips with a predatory gaze. "my little boy
toy could take of you..." the promise fell into the still air with the
weight of a dying star.

"miranda, there's a deal i'd like to make with you," jerry hedged.

"oh? what's that?" she seemed puzzled.

"if we're going to do this, you have to let him come," jerry put his foot
down.

miranda pouted, obviously not pleased with this turn of events. jay looked
at me like i was his savior.

"fine, but he can't touch it. if he can come without touching it, then i'll
take the cage off," she nodded her head firmly. jay wilted. he'd been there
before.

"and how do you propose we do that?" jerry asked, genuinely perplexed.

miranda smirked a wicked, evil grin. "turn around, jay, and show the good
doctor your butt." jay looked sheepish for a second, but did what he was
told. he turned around on his hands and knees, so that his perfect boy butt
was pointed towards jerry. he arched his back to spread his cheeks, biting
his lip as jerry saw what he was trying to show him. there between jay's
smooth, milk-white cheeks was nestled a butt plug, haloed with the pink of
his anal pucker. miranda insinuated her fingers into the cleft and slowly,
agonizingly withdrew the plug, making a wet gasp as jay's immaculate, pink
ring winked close and then gaped open slightly, as though inviting him in.
"do we have a deal, doctor?"