Date: Wed, 22 Mar 2023 18:52:50 -0400 From: Robert Halstead Subject: Brandon's Bosses-46 THE ALEX SERIES, BOOK 3: "Brandon's Bosses" You know, the only a reward a writer gets from posting to Nifty are the emails from readers who are enjoying his work. If you are reading this and enjoying it, PLEASE LET ME KNOW. subkodak25@gmail.com Please donate to Nifty if you can. We all enjoy it so much and we need to support it to keep it going. https://donate.nifty.org Chapter 46. Dinner for Four; The boys are cared for as is needed. Dinner was just about ready when Oscar texts to say he'd still be 15 minutes. "That's fine," says Michael. "Everything can go in the warmer until Oscar arrives and we wake up Brandon. When the doorbell finally rings, Michael goes to greet Oscar while Gary goes downstairs and tenderly reaches out to wiggle Brandon`s toes because that causes him to wake up slowly and finally stretch his arms, which Gary knows is a good sign. He brings a damp facecloth from the bathroom and uses it to wash the sleep out of Brandon`s eyes and helps him to enter the real world again. "Sleep good?" "Yeah. Woke up good too. Thank You Gary." "anytime, puppy. Come on up. Oscar's here. Everything's ready." Brandon goes to get out of the bed but is still kind of sore everywhere. Gary helps him up and then gets behind him the stairs goosing his nude ass to hurry him along. The others cheer when they see Brandon alive and awake. Michael serves the first course, a tortellini soup with plenty of cheese and they all find it delightful. They make quite a foursome: two naked subs and two casually dressed companions. Oscar isn't quite sure about the relationship between Gary and Brandon; Michael hasn't clued him in. He also can't help but notice that Brandon isn't his usual peppy self. He looks tired and a bit depressed. "This soup is out of this world," he says. "Who made it?" "Gary did," said Michael. "He's pretty handy in the kitchen. I'm kind of surprised." "My Dad taught me to cook and I did a lot of it at home," he says. "I'm glad I learned, and now that I'm lucky enough to be living here, I intend to spoil my housemates as much as I can, especially now while I'm not working yet." Michael had told Oscar about Gary's moving in and the troubles with his parents. "I find it so hard to wrap my head around the fact that in this day and age so-called parents are still kicking their children out of the house for any number of reasons, whether for sexuality or for simply wanting to stand up for one's rights," he says. "Brandon, you're a good man for taking in strays like these two," he quips. Brandon smiles at him. "Gary and I have been best friends almost all our lives," he says, and Michael and I got really close when we roomed together up north. It's not like I've been taking in strangers" Brandon gets up to get a glass of water and Oscar sees the welts on his back from last night. "Oh my God, Brandon, someone really beat you badly. Those look like welts from a thick leather strap." "Yes, that's what they are. It was really a rough scene last night. I was sent to someone I had cancelled out on, so this Dom was kind of hard on me. It was a very weird set-up. After he was done with me, the Dom told them how many lashes I would get with their strap. They told me he must have liked me a lot, because he told them to only hit me 4 times. Sometimes, they said, the number could be as high as 30." "30? Holy shit! Considering how bad you look, Brandon, 30 would have killed you," said Gary. "I hope you don't have to go back to him again." "They told me that Master Orson, that's the guy I was sent to, really prefers to have very big well-built men who are tough and well-seasoned. I was the wimpiest guy they'd seen there in a long time." "Good," says Gary. "I hope they stick to brutes and leave the wimp alone from now on." "I'm not sure I understand what your relationship is exactly," says Orson. "Sorry for being rude, but I'm a bit confused about the two of you." Michael laughs. "Why are you laughing, boy?" asks Oscar. Brandon`s eyes pop open to hear Oscar call Michael "boy." "I laughed because I'm also confused about what's going on with these two. Gary is so protective of Brandon, but Brandon`s not his slave. They're just friends from way back," explains Michael. "Somebody's gotta protect this kid, considering all the crap he's been getting into. I'm glad I'm here now," says Gary. Brandon says "Gary, just stop. Please? I'm sorry, Oscar, I don't want you to feel like the outsider here. Gary and I have a very close relationship, but Gary is straight. it's just that he has always been protective of me and he's uncomfortable of the situation I'm in now, having four Masters and all. I assume Michael told you about that." "yes, he did, Brandon. thank you. He told me about the four. It seems you are also working for them as well?" "Yes, I am, Oscar." "that must get very complicated," he says. "I rest my case," says Gary. "They are very good at keeping the two things separate." "Yeah, real separate. Every worker gets naked before being given the work instructions for the day," says Michael sarcastically. That doesn't seem very separate," says Michael. "And, you told me that they said they would punish you if you do sloppy work. Again, sounds like you're just their slave but they pay you a lot of money to write for them. More like a bonus than a salary." "Wow!" says Oscar. "I can just picture myself making my assistant get naked when in my office. That wouldn't go over very well. But of course, if Michael here were my assistant . . . then things would look different. After all I've been discovering since dating Michael, it seems only right that he be naked around his superiors. I like him this way. You know, CMNM. It's a kink lately. A good one." "I agree with you completely, Oscar. I regret that I never thought of that when we were in high school, having Brandon be naked when we were together. I mean, we'd both strip to fool around, but him stripped while I'm dressed, it's hot as hell. I'm enjoying it." "Ah! You'd both fool around together. I see." "They still do," adds Michael. Brandon gives him a dirty look. "This is getting kinkier by the minute," laughs Oscar. "Okay, guys. Out with it. What's going on. I want details. And Michael, you're gonna pay for not giving me all the backstory about this little household." "How am I gonna pay?" taunts Michael. "I'll come up with something, I'm sure. I brought a few things with me. They're still in the car. But I think I'm going to unlock the chain I put around your neck. It looks to me like the weight of the lock is bruising your chest a bit, and I don't like that." "Oh good. I was going to ask you about that." "Well you don't have to ask. I have the key with my stuff in the car. I'll take it off you when we're upstairs." Brandon keeps talking about being naked. "When Gary and I discovered the joys of beating off, I guess we were about 11, we used to get naked together and do it side by side. Sometimes we even gave each other hand jobs. It was really cool, watching each other grow up, get pubes, bigger dicks, all that stuff." "Yeah," adds Gary. "And Brandon was probably the last guy in the entire class go grow any hair, and now he's not allowed to have any again. Kind of cute, I think. But anyway, in 11th grade, Brandon finally came out to me. Then things changed for the better." "How so?" asks Oscar. "He started sucking me off. A few times a week. Right up until he met Justin and Justin told me that he wasn't going to allow it any more. Bastard." "But that's the old boyfriend, right?" "Master," says Brandon. Until he turned into a demon." "I get it. But he's not in the picture any longer, right?" asks Oscar. "Right," says Gary. "So you do the math." Brandon blushes. Oscar gets the picture. "So now . . . " "So now I let him do me sometimes," says Gary, ducking because he's sure Brandon`s going to hit him on the head. "So now that you're living here," says Oscar, " in a way it seems to me like now Brandon`s got five Masters, not four." Brandon leaves the table and goes downstairs, dejected. "oops," says Oscar. "Guess I hit a button." "Don't worry about it, Oscar. He's been getting too many buttons pushed this week," says Gary. "He'll be okay. It's just that he's been having some very difficult conversations today and he's overloaded." "Oh, I'm sorry," says Oscar. "Please convey my apologies. And Michael, I blame you for all of this. If you'd filled me in, we wouldn't have raised all this stuff. Like I said, you're gonna pay for it, baby," he says, leaning over and planting a kiss on Michael`s cheek. "So when are you gonna get your stuff from the car?" asks Michael. "Hey listen, guys, why don't you two go off and do whatever it is that you do. I'll clean up here. I don't mind at all. And once I'm done here, I'll go look in at Brandon." "You sure, Gary? I really should help," says Michael "Michael! Go with Oscar. I'm fine here," says Gary. "Yes, boy. Go upstairs. I'll get my things from the car and when I get up there I'd like to see you groveling by the bed," says Oscar. Michael leaves to go upstairs. "You've got him under your spell, you know," Gary says to Oscar. "Hope so," says Oscar. "I hope I don't botch it up." "communication is key," says Gary. "Now go get your toys and show the boy a good night." Oscar heads outside. Gary is doing the dishes when Brandon come back upstairs. "I'm sorry," he says to Gary. "Nothing to be sorry for, dude." Oscar is very understanding, and even wanted me to apologize to you for him stirring up stuff for you." "Stir, stir, stir. That's been the theme of the day. And I showed Master Steven my back, and he is pissed about it. Said I'll never have to back to that guy again." "When did you show him?" "When I went downstairs. I wanted to vent to someone so I called him. He's pretty good with me." "Is he the one you go to when you're upset?" "Mostly, I guess. I like him best of all, Gary. And he's the one who's going to pose as my bf with Mom and others." "oh." Gary goes back to cleaning up. "What? Why did you just shut down, G?" "Just having a hard time adjusting to all of this. Brandon, I have to be honest with you: I'm feeling kind of jealous. I mean, I was perfectly okay with Justin when you guys were down for the wedding, but this is all so different, so complicated, so confusing to me, and I'm not sure where I stand in the whole picture. Actually, I'm not really sure where I want to stand. I'm so worried about you. You look like shit, and I don't mean the marks on your body. I mean the look on your face, your energy level, your aura. It's like lights are going out one by one and I don't know what to do to make it better for you, and not just more complicated for you, babe." "Gary, I love you for caring about me so much. I never realized just how much until this week, and this has been just an awful week for me. Michelle and I . . ." "You had a really hard conversation with her today, didn't you?" "Yes, and that hasn't helped. And I feel like every time I turn around I'm just getting punished for something and it's not sexy for me and it's not fun and Michelle was asking me a lot of questions about it and that only made it worse because Justin really fucked me over and I'm only beginning to realize just how much, and the Masters aren't helping, they're only making it worse having me whipped like I'd done something really wrong and it wasn't really wrong, it was just a little slip-up because I was too stressed and then Kelton threatened me with more, and even though he took it back right away I'm just feeling like I'm never safe any longer.. . ." Gary goes over to him and takes him by the hand and brings him into his own room, still holding his hand. "Remember when your Daddy died and you were so lost and miserable and your Nana called me to come over to see you and I took you to your room and laid down on the bed and just held you in my arms because there wasn't' anything I could say to make you feel better?" "And you just held me and I think we fell asleep together like that and we hadn't even taken our clothes off to get into bed and for a little while I stopped hurting . . . " "Well, why don't we do that now, Bran? In fact, I'll take my clothes off the way we used to do and we'll just lie down and I'll hold you flesh to flesh and neither of us has to say anything at all but just enjoy the contact." Brandon starts crying, "please?" Gary practically tears his clothing off and gets on the bed and holds Brandon in his arms the way he did that time and there isn't anything sexual about it at all. It's just like when soldiers sometimes lay together naked in the cold to try to keep each other warm, and Gary feels like he needs to warm up Brandon`s heart right now and it's one of the best things he's ever felt he's ever done for his friend, right there, right now. And they did fall asleep, for a good long time. *** Upstairs, Oscar is sitting in Michael`s recliner and he still has Michael groveling on the floor naked facing in his direction. "I like seeing you down there like that, Michael, naked and showing me how much you need to be like that with someone you can really trust. I like seeing you stripped. It makes me feel like you have nothing and can only get anything from me that you really need. I can see your submission. I can see your surrender. I can see that you need to be taken care of, that you need to be guided, that you need a man who can inspire you to be a good boy, to serve him, to please him, to obey him. I can see how lost you are because no one has ever been caring enough to train you to be the kind of slave you will be happy being. As you grovel there, you don't need to use words. I can see you are begging me to be your Master. Just me. No one else. And I want to know that I am going to do my very best to become that type of Master for you, that I've been giving things a great deal of thought, and as I look at you here now, I know for sure that I want you as my slave. Yes, Michael, I do. Me and you. Master and slave. And we don't need to use those words all the time. We don't need complicated protocols. We don't need anything public other than your almost constant nakedness in this house." "Yes, I believe I understand your need. And so, move forward. Uncover my feet. Show me what you need to be." Michael has never been more turned on than he is at this moment. And every single word that Oscar said to him has been engraved in his soul and he no longer has any fear about his place in this kinky world. He is exactly where he needs to be and Oscar had unlocked the key to his submissive spirit. He does what Oscar just asked him to do and his saliva flows from his mouth onto Oscars feet and he sucks the Master's toes and cleans between them and licks the tops and bottoms of his Master's feet and shows Oscar that he has already begun to own him. There is nothing timid about Oscar. His lack of experience counts for nothing. He simply knows what to do to convince this boy that he need search no longer, He knows what this boy must do so that he can understand that he is now a total slave. "Kneel up, Michael," he says. "Open your mouth." Oscar takes his cock out of his pants and puts the tip of it in the slave's mouth. "Close your lips around me, slave." Michael knows what is going to happen and he wants it with all his heart and soul. "If you take it all like a good slave I won't use any soap after." Oscar's piss flows into the slave's mouth and the slave swallows what the Master gives it, each and every time the Master fills its mouth, and the slave understands that this is its lot in life under the rule of this amazing Master. Once Oscar is finished and the slave has swallowed the last of it, the slave cleans the Master's slit and the Master withdraws from its mouth and then sits down again and without another word spoken, the slave crawls up and over the Master's knees, and the Master begins to spank the slave's ass until the slave beings to writhe, trying to escape the blows. That is all that is needed. The Master helps the slave to stand and then leads it into the bathroom so it can clean its mouth. The Master leaves it there and when the slave is finished, it crawls back into the bedroom and the Master is standing there naked. Half an hour later later, the slave is sitting on the edge of the bed. It is locked into chastity for the first time in its life. Its nipples are clamped. Its balls are stretched away from its cage and separated by a leather device. It is wearing its collar but the Master has removed the chain from around its neck. It has a penis gag in its mouth. The Master toys with its body and the pain in its nipples and balls causes it to whine and whimper as best it can. The Master holds up his hand, signaling the slave to be silent. The Master begins to speak. "Use your hands to give me pleasure." That is all He needs to say. The slave does its duty and takes delight in hearing the Master's groans and understands that its role is to remain in pain while giving the Master pleasure. This is a way of solidifying the contract between them. Finally, tears start flowing down the slave's cheeks. The Master smiles. He removes the clamps and unfastens the leather separating its balls. He removes the gag from the slave's mouth and gestures for the slave to lie back on the bed. The Master lays His body over the slave's and begins to kiss the slave passionately and forcibly, and the slave drinks from the Master's mouth and realizes that this is the happiest moment of its life. And it swells with pride at how definitively Oscar is becoming The Master. Did you enjoy this chapter? Write me: subkodak25@gmail.com