Becoming a Boy 53

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TIM

 

"Danni we need to go bra shopping today," Mrs. McNeil said to the whole group of us at the table.

 

Danni blushed but agreed with his mother. His man, Devish smiled and agreed with her.

 

"Thank you, Jan. Danni does need to figure that out and I know nothing about bras except how to remove them."

 

Everyone laughed except Danni, who just blushed more.

 

"Devish, you're going to fit right in here with us," Mr. McNeil told him.

 

"I'm just happy that Danni has found the right man," Mrs. McNeil added. "Now if Ian would just settle down." My turn to blush.

 

"Mom, I'm doing just fine right now. Let me finish school and get on with a career before I make any commitments," Ian told her.

 

It was the same thing he had always said to me. No commitments. It was what he liked about having me around. I could provide release and wasn't going to tie him down. I wasn't like the girls because he could treat me differently than he had to treat them.

 

"I'm just saying dear, that Timmy would make a wonderful husband." I blushed more, I could feel the heat on my face.

 

Everyone laughed at that too. They knew I wasn't ever going to be anyone's husband now. I was a fag, a locked fag and locked fags don't get married, at least not to women, and they aren't called a husband if they get married. They are a wife.

 

Billy appeared from the kitchen and cleared away the dishes. He appeared by all accounts to be the servant. Although Mrs. McNeil did the cooking mostly, Billy did all the cleanup and prep work. He barely sat down long enough to eat before he jumped up at each meal to clear things away. Breakfast was no different. He was always busy. I couldn't help but think of the huge load he'd blown on my face yesterday and my dick strained in my cage at the thought of it. I had to stop trying to get hard somehow, it was uncomfortable.

 

"Billy, why don't you come with us? It will be fun," Mrs. McNeil said as he appeared to take more dishes away.

 

"Of course, Mrs. McNeil," he told her. "I'd love to go with you."

 

I wondered if Billy was in love with her. He seemed to adore her. He was always complimenting her. But he did the same to Mr. McNeil. It was a little odd to me.

 

"Good. We'll leave the men here to watch football or something," she announced.

 

Another round of laughter ensued. It seemed that Mrs. McNeil was the only one who hadn't caught on yet that I was not a man. I was still confused on that point myself. I thought of myself as a guy, but the other men here didn't. I was a fag and therefore some other gender in their minds. I wasn't quite sure how it all fit together completely but I got the point that I was Ian's fag.

 

After Billy had finished with the cleanup, he took off his apron and took off with Danni and Mrs McNeil. I was happy to be left at home for that shopping adventure. Remembering how she had picked out my women's jeans the last time I was in town, I didn't need to go bra shopping with her.

 

Sure enough, the men settled down in front of the TV. Some soccer match was on, or as Mr. Mishra called it, football. I didn't need to be told, I went and got each of them a beer. They were men and at holiday time, a beer in the morning was not unusual. I was the servant now, at least until Billy returned. When I returned with the beers, Ian pointed at his feet. I sat on the floor next to him.

 

We had barely sat down when Ian said, "face me." So, I turned around and looked up at him. He kicked off his shoes and put his feet in my lap and I started rubbing them. I wasn't watching tv now, I was watching Ian. I watched his face and I watched his feet as I rubbed them. After a few minutes he pulled them away.

 

"Devish, you want my boy to give you a foot rub?"

 

"That's awfully kind of you Ian. Thank you. I think that sounds like a great idea," Mr. Mishra replied. "Come over here boy and work on my feet awhile. You heard your man," he directed me.

 

I crawled over to Mr. Mishra and removed his shoes and socks. I began rubbing his feet. They were dark except for the soles of course. He had quite nice feet, I thought. Each toe was straight, not bent at different angles or curved under. He must never have worn shoes when he was growing up. I had been rubbing them for several minutes, he had been sighing nicely at times as I pulled each toe and heard a crack of tension releasing from them.

 

"In my country touching and kissing of the feet is common. it is a way of showing respect and honor to elders or people of higher status,"

 

"Kiss his feet, Timmy," Ian told me.

 

Mr. Mishra moved his foot up to my face and I held it there as I kissed his feet.

 

"The feet are considered unclean," he continued talking to me. "Kissing the feet indicates that I have more wisdom and have earned your respect enough that the very dust my feet have gathered is something you might gain knowledge or wisdom from."

 

Ian laughed and I heard Mr. McNeil chuckle too. Mr. Mishra looked over at them and smiled. He didn't pull his foot away and I just continued rubbing and kissing his feet.

 

"You need a foot rub or kissing, Dad?" I heard Ian ask.

 

"No, not today, but I could use some other attention from the fag," Mr. McNeil told him.

 

I wondered what he meant, then it occurred to me that Mr. McNeil might want me to blow him or maybe he wanted to fuck me. It was his cock that needed attention. Would Ian let his own Dad use me that way? What would Mr. McNeil's cock taste like. I wasn't going to share with Ian that I had sucked off Billy, but it didn't seem to matter to him much, he was not saying anything. Maybe he was thinking it through.

 

"What do you have in mind, Dad?" Ian asked.

 

"Well, I know he's your boy and all, and that he's a bit inexperienced still, but I thought between the three of us, we might be able to open up his horizons some."

 

I wasn't sure what that meant but it sounded as if Ian was going to have me suck his Dad. He had been making me do things for all sorts of guys lately. I was becoming a real slut in his mind, it seemed.

 

"Well, Timmy has to ask me first before he is allowed to suck any cock, Dad. I haven't heard him ask yet."

 

The men laughed at that. So, know I knew what was expected of me. Ian had left it to me. If I asked, then Ian might give permission. If I didn't ask permission I was sure I would hear from Ian later about being a bad fag. Whatever choice I made all I could think about was my own useless dick straining the plastic cage that Ian had put on me.

 

"Ian, Sir? May I please offer the use of my mouth to your father?"

 

"He's quite formal, isn't he?" Mr. Mishra said. "I believe I like that. Perhaps Danni can learn a bit more formality from him."

 

"He is getting his degree, maybe college CAN help a fag" Ian said. The men laughed. "I don't know, Dad. You might want to use him all the time, if I let Timmy blow you now. He's damn good at it. How can I be sure that this is just a one off?"

 

I just couldn't handle all of this. It was like a negotiation for me. How had I gotten here? What was I doing sitting on the floor of Ian's family home, rubbing the feet of a wealthy Indian man, and asking to suck Ian's Dad's cock? Now my parents accepted that Ian was my man, and I was his faggot. It didn't matter at all. I was a faggot and everyone saw me and accepted me that way. 6 months ago I was a straight guy, now I only had sex with men and I even enjoyed it. I did want to suck his Dad off. I wanted to know what his Dad looked like, tasted like, and smelled like. Would they smell the same? Would the cum taste the same?

 

"Well, Ian, it comes down to trusting your fag. Is he going to always ask permission? If that is his rule and you are open to hearing him beg permission, then you can trust him."

 

Oh shit. I broke the rule again. My ass had been beaten hard only a week or so ago and I had forgotten it already. How was I supposed to learn lessons if I disobeyed regularly? I had better get myself in line or my ass would always be raw and sore, I thought. Should I admit I had sucked off Billy? I didn't want another ass beating. I decided now was not the time to admit anything. It might get Billy or Danni in trouble and I couldn't do that right now. I'd fess up later, back at school.

 

"Is that all you want to do, Timmy? Do you want to do anything else for Dad?" Ian asked.

 

I knew since I had already asked to suck him off Ian was wanting me to ask for permission for his Dad to fuck me. I figured I better ask for that too in case things went that direction.

 

"Well, Sir, if he wants to fuck my pussy, I can't stop him. I better ask permission for that just in case," I told him. "Is it okay if your Dad fucks me too, Sir? I mean if he wants to do that."

 

"Yeah, I think that will be okay, Timmy. Dad hasn't had any fag throat or pussy around lately and I'm sure he's feeling a little restrained with just Mom. He can't be as rough as he might want with her. You think you can handle it, boy?"

 

"I'll do my best Sir," I replied. "I think I can handle it."

 

"Anything else you need to ask permission for, Timmy?" Ian continued.

 

I wasn't sure for a minute what he was asking. Finally, it dawned on me that I still had Mr. Mishra's foot in my hands and I was still rubbing it. What if Mr. Mishra wanted to use me too? What if Ian wanted to watch me get fucked in both ends at the same time? He'd watched that in the gym shower.

 

"Is it okay, Sir, if Mr. Mishra also uses my holes? I mean, if he wants to do that."

 

"I think it will be a good idea if everyone uses your holes today, Timmy. There's probably a good chance this opportunity won't come around for a long time, if ever, with all the girls gone and just you here with the Men. There's nothing like the men fucking one of the family fags to get everyone closer."

 

"That's quite generous of you, Ian," Mr. Mishra told him. "I'm looking forward to seeing how his throat handles a cock."

 

"Ditto on that, Ian," Mr. McNeil added. "I'm really interested in seeing how well you've trained him."

 

I was going to be spit roasted right here in the living room it seemed. I was on the one hand completely turned on by the idea and on the other hand not all that excited. My cage was already uncomfortable with the discussions going on and I knew it would be painful to some degree once I got cock inside me.

 

"Well boy, where do you start? Which cock do you start with?" Ian asked me.

 

"Yours, of course, Sir," I answered.

 

"Good answer, boy. Crawl over here and get busy."

 

I crawled over to Ian and began to undo his pants. We worked together to get his pants undone and pulled down far enough to expose his big fat cock. I wasted no time in getting the head of his dick in my mouth. I heard myself sigh. I was incredibly more relaxed now that I had Ian's permission and his cock in my mouth. I was putting on a show, but it was okay because it was Ian and I had his dick inside me.

 

IAN

 

This was going to be hot. I had not shared a fag with Dad except Danni. That seemed like ages ago now. I knew his dick was pretty much like mine, so Timmy would have no troubles taking it. I couldn't imagine Devish was any bigger than the two of us, but he would be darker. The only dark cock Tim had done anything with was jacking off Isaiah at the frat. Should be interesting watching a dark cock enter his pale white pussy.

 

"Get your boy naked," Dad instructed me. "I want to see all of that ass."

 

"I thought you preferred skinny little girly-boys?" I asked him. "You starting to like all men?" I teased.

 

Dad didn't really laugh as I chuckled. Who cared? If he was going to use my boy, he was going to do so following my rules, same with Devish. I didn't care so much if they took turns on Tim's holes, but it would be following my instructions. It was my boy, my rules, I decided.

 

"Timmy, stand up and strip. Then when you get back on my cock I want you to spread your cheeks and display your pussy to the men."

 

"Yes, Sir," he replied.

 

He stood and squirmed out of his tight jeans and removed his shirt, socks, and thong. When he had laid them on a chair, he returned to his knees in front of me and put my cock back in his mouth. We made eye contact a few times as he performed his striptease and I could see a bit of nervousness in his eyes. When he got back on my cock I wrapped his head in my hands. I petted him and stroked his head and neck. He reached around and grabbed his ass. I watched as he spread his cheeks to show the men his boy pussy.

 

"Good, boy. You're doing exactly what I want you to do," I reassured him. "Good fag. You'll be fine. You know how to please me and others."

 

"He has a fine looking slit," Devish commented. "I can see he has accepted his place as a fag with that opening."

 

"Yeah, look at that hole," Dad added. "He just spreads those cheeks and his hole opens right up, look at the gape."

 

They both stared at Timmy's ass, admiring it. I hope Timmy was realizing by now how much lust he could inspire in a Man.

 

Devish wasted no time in pulling his pants off. He sat back on the couch stroking his dick. I was decently impressed. I should have guessed Danni would need a big cock after Dad and I had opened him up so well. Points for Danni and his fiancé. I assumed Devish was gay. Dad hadn't said but I sort of figured it the way he carried himself. A bit too fancy and self-assured. Maybe it was the wealth. I wondered if I could get into his ass. I had gotten to where if I saw an ass I wondered if I could talk my way into it. It was interesting thinking I could get pretty much what I decided I wanted. I had just gone ahead and started thinking how to go about those things. I mean, if this guy was gay, then someone had probably fucked him before, like Zach, who had admitted as much to me.

 

Timmy had begun swallowing more and more of my dick. He was slicking it up as he went along, swallowing more each time until eventually I felt my cock slide past the back of his throat and his face was buried in my crotch. I arched my back to get as much in there as possible and let out a sigh.

 

"Oh yeah, that's it boy. Swallow that dick," I encouraged him. "Show the men what you can do with a cock."

 

That seemed to motivate Tim. He really went to town on my cock, demonstrating the skills I had taught him. He didn't gag unless I told him to gag. He licked my nuts after getting all my cock in his throat, he swirled his head on the knob when he didn't have it stuffed all the way in. He moaned and swallowed to give my cock a full-on massage while he had it. Eventually I stopped him. I didn't want to cum in him yet. Let someone else do that first. Who would I give him to first.

 

"Okay boy, get over there and show Devish what you're good at."

 

"Yes, Sir," he replied and turned to crawl over to Devish.

 

Dad just watched. I could see he was hard but he didn't have his dick out yet. Devish moved forward so Tim could get easy access to the big brown cock. Tim took at brief look at it but simply went down most of the way on it. Devish let out a sigh.

 

"Oh, yes, he's quite good," he said looking at me.

 

He wrapped his hands around Timmy's head and began a slow fuck of his face.

 

"That's it, get it all in there," he told him.

 

He held Timmy down on his dick for what seemed like a long time. I was about to say something when he finally let go and Tim moved back far enough to breathe. I felt protective of Timmy. That was something I hadn't really felt before, or noticed much anyway. He had placed his trust in me and I should keep that in mind when I leant him out. I didn't want him hurt. I stroked my cock and thought about spit roasting him right now.

 

It was hot knowing Timmy couldn't get hard anymore. I watched him put his hands on his thighs. He made a slight move to touch himself but seemed to realize that was useless. It must be uncomfortable, I thought, which made me smile. He was learning to focus on the cock in his face right now, not his own. An idea hit me and I figured I'd give it a try.

 

"Go on old man," I said indicating Dad. "Give his pussy a try. See what you think." Dad smiled.

 

"Watch your mouth, kid," he told me. "I can still take you down."

 

"In your dreams, Dad," we laughed.

 

He stood up and walked over to where Tim stood. He took off his pants and boxers. He stood there pulling on his cock. It was nearly to full mast and he was bigger than Devish.

 

"Let me borrow that mouth for a minute, Devish. I want him to lube me up before I have a go at his pussy."

 

Devish reluctantly let Timmy's head go. Timmy turned and saw Dad's cock bobbing there.

 

"Wow, you're like the same size as Ian, I mean, Sir's cock looks just like yours."

 

"Then it shouldn't be any problem to swallow me and get me lubed for fucking," Dad told him.

 

Timmy went to work, licking the head then working his way up and down the shaft. When he had it a little slick he went back to the head and started his way all the way down it. Soon he was buried to the hilt on Dad's cock. That was a nice sight, seeing my boy not complain or say no. Just get to work and suck. Timmy moaned as he reached the base.

 

"Damn, he has a nice purr when a cock fills him up, doesn't he," Dad observed.

 

"Indeed, he is quite good," Devish echoed.

 

Dad left Timmy alone, just watched him bob on the cock, getting it slimed up from his throat. Timmy finally pulled back and looked up at Dad.

 

"Good job," Dad told him. "Now, get on all fours so we can fill both holes up."

 

"Yes, Mr. McNeil. Thank you."

 

"We'll see if you thank me after I'm done fucking your hole raw," Dad told him. Dad lined his dick up to Timmy's slot and started in. "Oh, yeah, that's nice. No fight to get in at all, Ian. He's adjusted to taking cock well."

 

"I told you he's a good fag, Dad."

 

Devish pulled Timmy's face back to his cock and he pulled Timmy down on it. Timmy mumbled something but no one paid any attention to whatever it was. Only his holes were of importance now.

 

TIM

 

I felt Mr. McNeil slide inside my pussy. I could hear myself gasp but it felt good to have a cock in me. He was as big as Ian and I was adjusted to accepting Ian inside me regularly. Devish took my head and brought it back to his cock. He slid it in my throat and held my head with both hands. I found myself being rocked back and forth. Mr. McNeil pulling my hips back to plunge his dick inside, then Mr. Mishra pulling my head toward him. I started rocking on my own, pushing back onto one cock and pulling away from it again. I fell into a push and pull routine that seemed comfortable. One cock in and one cock out.

 

My dick strained at the cage. It hurt. Not a sharp stabbing pain, but a dull throbbing one. I was always hard during sex, my dick would fire off at any moment, on occasion a couple times, now I wasn't sure what would happen. I wasn't getting hard, that was for sure.

 

"You can't get hard now, Timmy. Looks like you're straining that cage," Ian noticed it too.

 

"Yes, Sir," I garbled out as Mr. Mishra filled my throat again.

 

Mr. McNeil was hammering away at my ass, I mean my pussy. It felt sooooo fucking good. His cock was just like Ian's cock, big and long and it filled spaces inside me that I had never realized needed filling until Ian took over using it. I kept backing up on Mr. McNeil's cock, working my ass up and down, twisting it in circles.

 

"Look at him go," Mr. McNeil said as he slapped my ass. "Keep it up boy, Work for that cock."

 

I did, or I tried to at least. I had a feeling I was putting on a performance for Ian. He was showing off my skill at taking cock to the other Men here. I tried to look around to see where he was but all I could see was the cock in my face. Dark brown, an untrimmed bush where it met the body. I would take brief rest periods then get back to shaking my ass and purring in my throat. Mostly though, the men just see-sawed inside me, pulling and pushing at my head and my ass.

 

CHUCK

 

Fuck, this jock bitch was nice. He worked his pussy muscles well. In addition to squeezing and pulling at my cock, he could back that ass up real nice. Maybe there was more to Ian's choice of a jock boy that I had first imagined. Danni could try, he had a nice butt, yet I didn't think he had the stamina for shaking that ass around like this kid did.

 

"Hey, let me lie down on my back and you ride me for a while, boy," I told him. "Devish can still have access to your face that way."

 

The kid didn't say anything, but pulled his face off Devish's cock, a nice sized cock I thought, then tried to get that out of my head. I didn't care what his dick looked like, but it was a nice dark brown, almost the same color as a chocolate bar. Wasn't as big as mine I didn't think, but still looked impressive.  I lay down and Timmy stood over me and lowered himself down until he was squatting. A good workout for those thighs I thought. He had some big thighs and a large ass. I slapped it a couple times to let him know I noticed it. After he got to squatting position, Devish shoved his cock back into Timmy's face.

 

Timmy just hummed along the whole time. Groaning from getting fucked at either end. It was interesting how much higher his voice got when he moaned. He was whimpering like a cat in heat I thought. I glanced down at his crotch as he squirmed and bounced around on my cock. His dick looked painful in that cage. It made me smile. Ian had locked the fag up a couple days ago for Christmas so he was just beginning to understand what that meant. After a couple months of no access to his dick, he'd be a much more obedient and submissive fag.

 

I slapped Timmy's ass and grabbed at it. His cheeks were nice fleshy mounds of muscle. Not to my taste so much, but it was Ian's fag. I really needed to stay on top of Billy. I needed a nice ass like this to make into my pussy. I wanted to bust that hole wide open and let him know I cared for him. He'd choked on my cock and made Jan lose some inhibitions. The kid was going to be perfect for me. Damn, I was thinking of Billy and that long hair and slim girly boy body while fucking a swim stud with a fat ass. They looked nothing alike. This fag was taller, had shorter, blondish hair, big pecs, and a huge ass. Billy's ass was rounded but not muscled like this one as far as I could tell. This one was just a hole to me; possibly a future son-in-law's hole, I thought. I stroked in and out wanting to plant some seed in him, bind him to the family.

 

DEVISH

 

Wow, this was indeed an opportunity. Fucking Ian McNeil's fag. I wondered if this was how the men in the family spent their holidays. Danni hadn't mentioned it. I wasn't sure whether I would discuss it with him right away either. I was sure I didn't need him feeling left out of getting hammered by three men like Timmy was going to be taking. I knew Danni had strong connections with both his father and brother, so to be sharing a fag with the two of them, well, Danni would be very jealous it wasn't him getting shared around.

 

Timmy was quite good at sucking cock. He swallowed regularly and when he did, he seemed to purr or moan and that felt lovely on my cock. When he was working his tongue, he could roll it around the head of my cock or even lap at my balls if I was buried in his face. Yet I wasn't satisfied. I wanted to try out that backside pussy of his.

 

"Ian," I called out. "Do you believe it's possible for Timmy two handle two cocks at once? I'd be interested in exploring that hole, but I don't want him to have to remove himself from your father."

 

Timmy made some noises, but I kept my cock in his mouth and I didn't fully understand what he was saying. It wasn't of importance anyway. He would do as Ian wanted. I just wanted to see if Ian would allow a double fuck of his fag.

 

"Hmmmm, interesting proposition, Devish. What's in this for me?" Ian asked.

 

"Well, you'd have access to Timmy's mouth. That might be nice for you," I suggested.

 

"Well, yeah, that does feel good some days," he replied.

 

I wondered if Ian had other thoughts. I couldn't imagine that he had not considered this option with three men and one fag in the room.

 

"I'm leaning to being the man that spreads him open further," Ian confessed. "You can always have some leftovers," he told me.

 

I pulled out of Timmy's mouth and stood up. I was nearly as tall as Ian and nearly as defined, but I was not as bulked up as him. It was obvious he would win a match of physical strength. However, I now thought he had something else in mind. Ian was naked and he walked over to where I stood.

 

"Wait a second, Timmy blurted out. "I've never taken two cocks at once. How can I do that?"

 

"Quiet, Timmy," Ian told him. We smiled when Timmy said nothing more. "Devish and I are having a discussion. You just keep riding Dad until we finish talking and decide what happens next."

 

Looking down we saw that Mr. McNeil was just fucking away at Timmy. Timmy bounced around on Chuck's dick, facing away from Chuck.

 

"I'm almost done with him," Mr. McNeil said. "I'm not going to play any games with you two and all I wanted was to get off."

 

"I thought you liked breaking in a hole, Dad?"

 

"If it's just me I do. I'm just not into the whole sharing with a bunch of other guys generally. You and I taking on Danny was enough of that for me."

 

"Then it looks like we get to work his ass open ourselves, Devish," something much more interesting to me than trying to negotiate with Ian over how I could be part of stretching that hole.

 

Timmy was bouncing harder and harder on Chuck's dick, but Chuck seemed to have tired of that position and he rolled Timmy on to his back and then the pounding started. It seemed Timmy was nearly as noisy as Danni was. Perhaps all true faggots could not control it. It started out low, but quickly built to a higher pitched moan with whines of pleasure that were grunted as Mr. McNeil's cock reached full depth. Watching Timmy just kept my dick raging. His head was rolling on the floor and he had his eyes closed as he just moaned and writhed in what I imagined was some pain and certainly a lot of pleasure.

 

IAN

 

I smiled at Devish. I wouldn't challenge his manhood, today anyway. I'd about been ready to trade off a shot to fuck his face for access to Timmy's double fucked hole, but Dad didn't seem interested in that. I extended my hand and we shook.

 

We both focused our attention on Dad and Timmy. I watched as Timmy's dick strained at his cage. It bounced around. It bounced more as Dad really rammed home into Timmy's pussy, but he never shot a load. Dad on the other hand laid it on hard and heavy until he grunted loudly and jammed into the hilt. Cum leaked out of Timmy as Dad filled him up. I could see Dad's nuts jump and twitch as he held Timmy tight and lubed him up for us.

 

After a moment or so of Dad recovering from the fuck he rolled Timmy off him and pulled out. His dick was deflating some, but he straddled Tim's face and fed him his dick. Timmy slurped at it immediately.

 

"Good boy," Dad told him as Tim cleaned it off and sucked all of it inside his throat. Dad finished by pulling out of Timmy's mouth and smacking his face a couple times with it.

 

"Go to it boys. I'm whopped. Think I'll go have me a nap before the girls get back."

 

I looked over at Timmy. He seemed exhausted already, but his little locked dick was straining the cage. He would take more cock, he wanted to cum.

 

TIMMY

 

"What do you want, Timmy?" Ian asked me.

 

"Cock, Sir. I want more cock. Please give me more cock," I begged.

 

Ian smiled at me.

 

"Devish, lay on the floor and let Timmy climb on your cock," he instructed. "Then I'll slide in after he's comfortable with riding you."

 

"Certainly," Devish replied. "I don't foresee a problem as your father has him wide open, Ian."

 

As Devish lay down on the rug, I moved to get up off the floor. I struggled to get up and then faced Devish. I squatted over his long brown, stiff dick and began to lower myself down on his dick.

 

"Nope, stop boy," Ian stated. "I want you facing me. You turn around and lie on top of Devish's chest."

 

I got off Devish's cock and turned around. I lay back on his chest and he immediately moved his hands to my nipples and began lightly playing with them getting me to moan. As I did it, he began sliding his cock back inside. I could feel him easily slide inside. Mr. McNeil's load had lubed me up for more fucking.

 

I was on my back on Devish's chest. My legs were in the air. Ian took ahold of my ankles and I looked at his cock. The first cock I had sucked, the first cock I had inside me. It was big. I just remember thinking how big it looked at that moment. Mine looked so small in my plastic cage. I could see my dick filling the cage and Ian's cock hovered over me. I had never felt I had a tiny dick until that moment. Starting now though, I could see that my dick was useless and Ian was simply forcing me to see that by locking me up.

 

"My dick is useless," I mumbled aloud.

 

"It is indeed, Timmy. You just need to accept that. Just look at mine in comparison to yours," Ian added as if he knew what I was thinking.

 

It dawned on me as he stepped over the two of us, that he was going to try to fit his cock inside me at the same time Devish was fucking me. They wanted to double stuff my hole. I'd never had anything bigger than Ian's dick in me, now Ian wanted another cock in there at the same time. I began to tremble at the idea of two huge dicks splitting me open.

 

"I don't think I can do this," I said loudly. "My ass can't handle two cocks."

 

Devish clamped his hand over my mouth as Ian told me to shut up. Devish pulled me down close to him. He really was quite strong and the emphasis of his hand tightly covering my mouth made it clear I was not to speak.

 

"Shut up, Timmy. If I wanted your thoughts I would ask for them. Devish and I already discussed this. You are going to learn how flexible your pussy can be. I promise I will not do anything to you I don't believe you can handle. I know your body better than you do, that's my job. Now don't question my decision about this again."

 

I tried to mumble my acceptance but Devish wouldn't remove his hand from my mouth. My pussy felt full already, but Ian turned my legs up and he aimed his cock at it. I could feel his dick head slipping around the entrance that Devish already had filled. I watched as he held his cock tight against my hole and I could see him begin pushing at the entrance.

 

"You are going to take both our cocks, Timmy. Relax and accept it. Your pussy was made to pleasure men's cocks and you need to realize it," Ian told me.

 

"Ooohhhhhh,, fuuucckkkkkk." The words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop them. I think everyone knew what I said, even with a hand over my mouth. I moaned and considered screaming out but I knew it wouldn't make a difference. I was loud, I knew that. I felt the pulling and stretching of my pussy. Slowly I could feel Ian's cock squeeze into a space I never imagined any cock at all fit into, let alone two this size.

 

"Relax, Timmy. Let me in." Ian was talking me through the process. "I can feel you opening up. I can feel you relaxing." I had never felt anything comparable except the first time Ian took my virginity. I had wanted his cock that night, now I wasn't sure I wanted his cock in there on top of the other one.

 

"I'm almost inside, Timmy. You can do it. Once I get my head inside you, the rest will be easy. You know it."

 

I looked up at Ian. He had a look of concentration on his face, of determination. The stretching was incredible. I wondered if I was bleeding. I wondered if my hole was ever going to be able to close-up again if Ian fit inside me alongside Devish's cock. I thought I would be ripped to pieces at this rate.

 

"You can do it girl," it was Devish telling me. He released my mouth and moved his hands to me nipples. He began roughly twisting and tweaking them. "Come on, open that cunt, girl. Let your man inside you. Focus on how good you know his cock feels."

 

"Uuuuugghhhhh," I heard myself moan as Ian continued to push. Devish was right. I knew Ian's cock always felt great inside me.

 

"Focus on that pussy, baby. Focus on how good my dick will feel inside you. Let me in," ian added.

 

I could feel Devish distracting me with directing more pain to my nipples. My hands were clenched into fists at my sides, pushing into the floor. I thought about anything I could except the cocks stretching my hole to new widths. I barely recognized my own voice as I squealed loudly as I felt a sudden pop and I knew Ian's cock head was inside me.

 

"Yeah!. I knew you could let me in," Ian grunted. "Now let's get the rest in there and start fucking."

 

I thought I was going to pass out. I was breathing deep and trying to squirm away but between Devish holding me in place and Ian pushing at me from on top I was going to get impaled. The pain was huge and immediate. I let out another high-pitched groan.

 

"She does squeal when she is pushed," Devish said which got Ian to laugh.

 

"Timmy can get real loud," Ian replied.

 

I just kept squirming as I tried to adjust to having my pussy doubled in size. I had never felt anything like this. I remembered Ian's dick feeling huge in my virgin butt, yet this was truly painful now. I moaned again.

 

IAN

 

I grinned as Timmy moaned. He seemed to be uncomfortable, but I was enjoying this. Devish was taking a good lead in keeping Timmy restrained and giving pain in other places besides his cunt.

 

I couldn't believe how tight his pussy was with one dick already inside him and mine violating him. Devish had a big cock, so Timmy was going to get really stretched this morning. I was beginning to feel Devish's cock throb against my own now. I'd only felt another guy's cock like that when Dad and I had fucked Danni. It was strange but didn't bother me like touching a dick with my hand or having Tim's dick on me. Occasionally I could live with it, but not something I sought out.

 

"That's it baby, open that pussy and let me in," I told him.

 

Now that I was in, I wasn't going to slow own. I was going to keep pressing forward slowly. I had no interest in hurting Tim any more than needed to get him to open-up. I wanted to give my future brother-in-law a treat and to show Timmy he could handle anything in his cunt.

 

"I'm going to keep pushing now, Timmy, until we are both balls deep inside you."

 

"Ooooohhhhhh, fuuuuckkkkkkk," he moaned back.

 

"Yeah, I'll fuck you good once I open you up."

 

Devish laughed at my porn talk, or at Timmy. It didn't matter really.

 

I could feel my cock sliding along Devish's hard dick and Timmy's soft warm pussy.

 

"Who owns your pussy?" I asked Timmy.

 

"uuuuugghhhhhh, you do, Sir," he answered.

 

"That's right. Whose cock do you worship?" I asked.

 

"Fuuccckkkk, your cock, Sir. You're ripping me open, Sir."

 

"Take some more then, Timmy," I told him as I pushed further inside.

 

"Ooooohhhhh, fuuuuuccckkkk."

 

I ran my fingers around Timmy's pussy, feeling his wide-open pussy and the two cocks now starting to fill it up. I looked at my fingers and saw no blood, good.

 

"Nope, no ripping, baby. No blood on my fingers." I showed him and then stuck them in his mouth. "Suck them, fag."

 

Timmy sucked them and continued squirming as we impaled him. He'd become such an obedient boy. He never even fought me much on this double fuck. I think he wanted it, deep down. He had barely complained about being outed to his parents, to be shared out by me to whomever I wanted. He accepted me as his man. He was now going to learn how much pleasure his pussy could bring him and others.

 

"Your pussy is so tight, baby. I just love how hot you are inside."

 

"Yes, I agree," Devish replied. "You have a great pussy, Timmy. I can't believe how incredible you feel wrapped around my cock."

 

Timmy looked at me and tried to focus despite his clear problem of taking both of us. "Really?"

 

"Oh, yeah, Timmy. I love that pussy of yours. You get me off with it in so many ways that I love coming back to it again and again," I told him.

 

"A pussy like this will please many men," Devish continued. "It will also bring you plenty of pleasure over the years. Knowing you can get any man off with such a hole will bring great satisfaction for you."

 

"ooohhhhh, godddddddd, I'm so full. I can't believe you're both inside me."

 

I pushed more inside Timmy, almost fully in now. Devish didn't have all his dick in at this odd angle but his cock was mostly in too.

 

"Yep, you've got both of us, Timmy. See how good it feels? Feel the pleasure of taking men inside you?"

 

"Oooohhhhhh, soooooo fulllllll, oh god."

 

"Let's fuck, Devish," I gave the go ahead to start in. I wanted to hammer Timmy good before we were finished. I wanted to see if he could get off himself through his cunt. I knew it may have been too soon for him to cum while locked but I was willing to bet he'd leak a lot today.

 

Devish started pulling out and pushing in. Just a little. He didn't have any leverage to do more, but I could feel his cock rubbing against mine.

 

"That's it. Give my fag some pleasure, let him feel your cock rubbing his beautiful hole," I told him.

 

Timmy moaned. It wasn't pleasure yet for him, I could see the look on his face. It still made me smile. He'd be plenty happy soon enough. I pulled back a bit and slowly moved back inside him, getting a loud low moan from Timmy.

 

"Oh, yeah. That feels great, Timmy, so warm and tight around our cocks. I know you're going to love this."

 

Devish and I began to fuck. The rhythm wasn't totally on but every few strokes the both of us went nuts deep in Timmy. He moaned and groaned and Devish and I held him in place as we opened his pussy more and more. Neither of us had to worry about slipping out of his cunt simply because we were too big to let that happen.

 

"Oh ggggoddddddd, I'm so full," Timmy wailed. "It's too much."

 

"Too much what, Timmy?" I asked.

 

He never answered he just kept increasing his moaning. His voice began to creep higher in range. This was always a signal that he was enjoying what was happening. His voice got all high pitched and girly when he was getting fucked.

 

"You like that Timmy? You like two dicks inside you pussy?"

 

"Ooohhhhh, fuck, oh god, oooohhhhh," Timmy moaned.

 

"Timmy sounds much like Danni," Devish announced. "I think all fags get louder and let their girly voice out when they are in ecstasy."

 

"You may be right, Devish. I think they get lost in pleasure."

 

I pulled out of Timmy and told him to flip over, to sit down on Devish's cock facing him. Timmy got in a sitting position and spun himself around to face Devish. He never removed that cock from his cunt. Then he leaned forward and begged. I dug my phone out of my pants and turned back around. Timmy turned around to see where I was.

 

"Please, please put your cock back in me Sir, please!"

 

Both of us laughed at him. He needed that extra dick now. Who was I to deny him what he needed? I moved up and shoved in. Timmy let out a squeal. I got a few pics of Timmy with two cocks, one dark and one light, stuffed in his hole. I'd show them to him later if he ever questioned the ability of his cunt to take what I wanted it to take. I reached around and pulled his upper body back to me. It was my turn to twist his titties.

 

"You need my cock back in you baby?" I whispered in his ear.

 

"Yessssss, oh god, I'm so full."

 

Devish and I started a good fuck on his hole. Timmy pretty much just moved around as we pulled or pushed him around. If I pulled Timmy back towards me, it allowed Devish to hammer in a bit harder. If he pulled Timmy down towards him then I could hammer it harder. It was honestly just a fuckhole for the two of us for a few minutes. I knew it wouldn't last as long as my usual fucks with Timmy. There was way too much sensation on my dick for that.

 

In addition to Timmy's tight snatch, there was Devish's cock rubbing up and down the shaft of my own dick. It just added to the usual sensations of having Tim's pussy wrapped around my cock.

 

Devish broke first. "Oh fuck, I'm going to cum soon. This is so hot," he stated.

 

"Yesssss, cum inside me. Fill my pussy up," Timmy begged. "I want your cum."

 

"You slut. Ian has made you a real whore for cock," Devish told him. "Going to dump my seed in your pussy and give you some Indian DNA."

 

"Fuucccckkkk, yessssss. Do it! Mark me with your seed," Timmy told him. "Give me a real man's DNA."

 

"Timmy, you're letting your real faggot side out. I like that," I praised him. He didn't often get this vocal.

 

"I'm your whore. You created me to be this way," he said.

 

"That's right, baby. Be my little jock whore," I whispered.

 

"Ooooooo, fuuucckkkkkk," Devish was cumming. I could feel his dick pulsing and his load spreading itself inside Timmy. It wasn't a feeling I enjoyed much, but I got off on the whole idea of stretching Timmy's cunt, and Devish's load was just a part I'd have to deal with.

 

"Yes! Yes, fill me up. Give it to me!"

 

Timmy was really getting into this. I loved that he could see himself as my slut now, but it also gave me a strange feeling of wanting to only have that pussy to myself. I'd have to think more about it later. Right now, I wanted to cum.

 

Devish had finished and his dick softened and soon slipped out of Timmy's hole leaving only my cock inside him. I could feel how slick his cunt was now from the load Devish had left there.

 

"Devish, have Timmy clean your cock up," I told him. He got off the floor from underneath us and stood, presenting his semi-hard cock to Timmy. "Clean it up Timmy. Get all that load off it and inside you."

 

Timmy wasted no time in slurping on the other cock as I continued to hammer his sloppy pussy. I'd really opened Timmy up. It would take a few days for his cunt to recover from this stretching. I'd probably be filling it up more often the next few days as he would miss the feeling of being so full.

 

I pulled his head back after I saw that Devish's cock was slick and clean. Devish went and sat on the couch again, slowly stroking his dick watching as I finished up with Timmy.

 

I nibbled at Timmy's ears, licking them, sticking my tongue in and he moaned appreciatively. I bit at his neck and sucked on it, causing more moaning from him.

 

"Your hole is a sloppy mess, Timmy. It's stretched out and full of Dad and Devish's cum. You were bred by yet more men, Timmy." I twisted his nipples as I spoke to him. He was moaning in his high-pitched tone. "What's that hole feel like now, Timmy? What's it like to have it filled up with cum and my cock still fucking you?"

 

"Oh, god. Oh, Sir. It's so wet, and your cock feels so good. It's…It's…"

"It's what, Timmy?"

 

"My pussy feels so good."

 

"That's right. It's your pussy. And who makes your pussy feel so good?"

 

"You do, Sir. You and whoever you let fuck my pussy."

 

"That's right, Timmy. It's just a pussy, and your pussy was created to be fucked by men. I own it, and I will let you use it as I see fit. It's so nice to be inside your sloppy pussy."

 

He moaned. I know he wanted to cum, but I didn't think he'd be able to do that yet. He was too recently locked. I wanted to make sure he was focused on his cunt and not his locked dick.

 

"I love your pussy, Timmy. How did it feel to have two men fucking it?"

 

"Oh god, Ian, Sir it felt so incredible. I could feel both of you fucking me. And when he came in me, I swear I could feel him shooting. Now, now I feel kind of dirty, like slutty."

 

"It's okay, baby," I told him. "I wanted you to know what it felt like. I like your hole all sloppy and open. I can still feel your pussy muscles working on my cock. You're doing just fine. What's my cock feel like to you now?"

 

"Oh god, it feels so good. I can feel all of you, in places I never thought I could feel. I never knew getting fucked would feel so good until you showed me."

 

We carried on our little conversations in whispers. I didn't care if Devish heard or not, but I wanted to plant Timmy's mind with how great of a cunt he had and how that's where his release would come from moving forward.

 

"I'm gping to cum inside you Timmy. You feel so good, I can't help but want to fill you up. Give you another load to absorb."

 

"Yessssss, cum inside me. I want part of you always inside me."

 

I rubbed his nipples and he moaned again. They were becoming very sensitive as they were getting larger.

 

"You're nipples are getting bigger, Timmy. I bet they are very sensitive these days."

 

"Yessssss, it feels good when you rub them."

 

"Yes, your titties and your pussy are so sensitive, Timmy. You can feel so good playing with them. It's how a fag gets their pleasure."

 

"Yessss, oh god, this feels so good."

 

"That's right. Pay attention to those things." I reached down to his locked dick. It was straining his cage. He was trying to get hard as he always was during sex with me. I noticed he was leaking a lot through the cage opening.

 

"That's a good girl, Timmy. You're leaking a lot. I can see you've been enjoying this."

 

"Feels so good."

 

I flipped him over so he was on his back on the floor. I had not been fucking him hard and had mostly just let my cock stay inside him. I was too close to cumming. I wanted to finish this off now. Get my seed in him, watch his face as I added to his sloppy cunt.

 

I pulled back and looked at the gape. Cum ran out of his hole before he could close it up. Then I slammed back into him and he whimpered. Full strokes were what I gave him. Listening to him moan and whine about how good it was. Seeing him squirm as I hammered home. Knowing I was making a real jock pussyboy out of him. I was damn hard and started blasting my nut just thinking how I'd altered Timmy the last few months.

 

"FUCKKKKKK, I'm nutting inside you boy. Giving you my load. DAMN, you tightened up. Milk my cock for all of it!"

 

My eyes bore into Tim's eyes as he clamped on my dick and I shoved as deep as I could get inside him.

 

"Yes, yessssss, give it all to me. I need it," he begged.

 

Then something strange happened. He grabbed my head and brought it down to his level and he started kissing me. He started kissing and licking at my lips and then his tongue was in my mouth. I didn't pull back. In the heat of the moment I kissed back. I kissed him. I wanted to do it. I was as hungry as he was. My nut was filling him up and my tongue was also filling him. He sucked my tongue like it was a cock. When I did pull back I just looked at him. My cock was slowly deflating. Not fully, but not completely hard anymore. I just looked at him and realized what a fucking hot stud he was. A stud I was making into my boy. I leaned down and kissed him again. Gently. I rolled off him and lay next to him. My cock had slipped out and I didn't need to say anything. Timmy immediately went to my cock and sucked it into his mouth and swallowed as much of it in one motion as he could. When he finished cleaning it off he curled up and lay next to me, his head in the crook of my arm. I kissed him again. I tasted my own cum on his breath. It wasn't so bad, I thought. Strange, like I said.