Date: Fri, 2 Feb 2024 17:33:53 +0100 (CET)
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Subject: Three Guys in Berlin - 6

Three Guys in Berlin -- 6

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As Luke, Chris, and Jay touched down on the tarmac of Gran Canaria's
airport, a wave of heat and humidity washed over them like a tidal
wave. They were in the sun, wow!

A Mercedes was waiting for them. Amir who was the friend of Luke who owned
the villa where they would be staying had sent a driver to pick them
up. The driver did not speak a word. He was a good-looking young man,
somewhere from the South. He had a septum, and his hair was dyed blond. His
crew jacket read "Owned and operated by Master Amir" on the back. Chris
also noticed a tattoo on his neck: SoA.

Luke and Jay were cuddling on the back seat.

"I would love to see your hair dyed, Jay", said Luke.

"Never tried", said Jay, "nice thought!" They kissed each other.

The villa itself was a marvel of modern architecture. A pool snaked its way
through the property, inviting the three men to cool off after a day in the
sun. It had a private beach as well.

Amir's driver pulled up to the villa where a tall, dark-haired man with a
friendly smile awaited them, introducing himself as Hakim. "Welcome to
Master Amir's home," he said, opening the car door for Luke and
Jay. "Master Amir asked me to take care of you while you're here." Luke,
Jay and Chris instantly felt welcome and at home. Hakim had managed to
exude an atmosphere of hospitality and friendliness with just his smile and
a few words. This would be a fantastic week!

Hakim led them through the villa, pointing out the various amenities and
bedrooms. The master suite, he explained, was reserved for Luke, as per his
friend's wishes. Jay would stay in the adjacent room. There was a door
between the two rooms that only Luke could open. Chris would have another
room, a bit more modest, for himself.

When showing the room for Chris, Hakim said with the greatest kindness:

"If he is to be chained up, we have facilities in here." He pointed to
hooks on the wall.

Chris also saw that there were different kinds of whips available in the
room, but safely secured.

"Who is taking the key for the extras?", Hakim asked.

"Jay, maybe you want to make sure Chris stays good?"

Jay hesitated, but then he accepted the keys from Luke, exchanging glances
with his old best friend Chris.



The next morning, the three men awoke to the sound of the ocean and the
warmth of the sun on their skin. After a leisurely breakfast on the terrace
overlooking the beach, they decided to take a dip in the pool. The water
was cool and refreshing, a welcome respite from the heat. As they swam and
played around, they couldn't help but notice the discreetly hidden cameras
around the pool, a reminder that they were being watched. It sent a thrill
through their bodies.

"Who is Amir, what does he do?", asked Jay.

But Luke only gave vague answers. He promised they may meet him some
time. Instead he suggested they spend the week as the threesome they
were. And they had an incredible time! They enjoyed good food, drinks, the
beaches, the pool, the handsome Hakim who was so discreet but ever there
when needed -- and they had sex all the time in different
constellations. Chris was mostly relieved of his subservient duties, apart
from regularly drinking the piss of Luke and the other parts of the morning
routine. Luke and Jay behaved like lovers. Chris was a bit jealous, but
then he saw how they clicked and he was happy for them. He had to wonder at
himself that he had once imagined he could be in love with Luke at eye
level!

On the second day, while they were lingering around the pool, Hakim
approached them.

"Master Luke, the requested services have now arrived!"

"Oh, awesome! Jay, I've got a surprise for you. Why don't you follow
Hakim?"

"What's up", asked Jay.

"Surprise, darling!", said Luke.

Jay got up and followed Hakim. Luke and Chris watched him. Jay really was
in shape, his body was tanned and the pink speedos showed his sexy ass when
he walked behind Hakim.

"What is he down for?", asked Chris, but Luke did not reveal.

"You are next! Get to my feet in the meantime and lick them real well!" It
took much longer than Chris had anticipated, but he was busy servicing Luke
all the time. After two hours, Jay returned.

Luke and Chris were stunned! Jay had a new hair cut and his hair dyed --
just as Luke had suggested the day before. Hakim accompanied him.

"I hope this is what you had expected, Master Luke!", he said.

"Absolutely!", Luke said. Jay turned around like a proud little boy and
showed off his new look -- which was awesome.

"Thank you, Luke!", he said and got on his knees to kiss Luke who was lying
on a deck chair. Luke looked approvingly at Jay and ruffled his hair.

"Why don't you thank me by giving me a real good blowjob while Chris gets
his new look?" He pushed Jay to his crotch. Jay happily complied. Chris
went off with Hakim. "Get going", Luke said, "this won't take so long." Jay
started to service Luke's cock.

Luke had not even come, when Chris returned with Hakim. Jay did not spot it
at once, since he had expected a new haircut. But that was not it. Chris
now had a septum. He was pierced in his nose. The metal ring was gleaming
in the sun.

"Awesome!", Luke exclaimed. "You like it, Jay?" Jay let go of Luke's cock
and looked at his old best friend. It was impossible for him to tell how
Chris felt. It definitely was a humiliation for Chris. Sure, many guys in
Berlin had a septum now, but with the slave collar it was obvious that this
was a slaveboy. But then, Jay also felt how his cock loved that look.

"It's awesome", he mumbled.

"Good." Luke said and pushed Jay's head back to sucking him off. And only
took a minute before he shot his load into Jay's throat. "Proud of you, my
boys", Luke said when looking at the now blond Jay and the ever more
slave-like Chris.



On their third night, Hakim invited them to go to the dunes in the
evening. As the sun set, casting its warm glow across the sandy shores,
Master Luke, his slave Chris, and their friend Jay followed Hakim to the
dunes. They could hear the rhythmic crashing of waves against the
shore. Hakim led them to a secluded spot where the dunes rose up like
massive waves.

"Enjoy yourselves," he whispered. "I will pick you up again later."

They could see shapes moving in the shadows, silhouetted against the now
starlit sky. The sounds of grunts and moans filled the air, a primal
symphony. Without a word, Master Luke released Chris from his grip,
allowing him to wander out into the night. With a flick of his wrist, he
sent Jay stumbling after his slave, his own erection straining against his
shorts.

As Chris made his way through the sand, he was approached by a tall young
man, probably a teenager, with blond hair and piercing eyes. The stranger
ran his hands over Chris's body. They kissed passionately, their tongues
dancing together in the darkness. Their hands roamed freely, exploring each
other's bodies, teasing and taunting. Chris felt awesome. He had not
experienced such equal sex for a while.

Luke watched from a distance, he enjoyed how Chris started to make out with
that complete stranger, even if he was so good-looking. When he had got to
know Chris in Berlin, he was not that explicit. Luke could feel Jay's
presence nearby. He turned to face Jay, their lips meeting in a fierce,
hungry kiss. Their tongues tangled together, and Luke felt Jay's erection
pressed against his hip. He moaned into the kiss, his hands finding their
way under Jay's shirt, caressing his smooth, bare back.



As they kissed, another figure emerged from the darkness. He walked over to
where Luke and Jay stood, their bodies pressed together.

"You'll want to watch this," he whispered in Luke's ear. He took him by his
shoulders and led Luke and Jay to join him in the dunes. He took them to
another spot, and then they saw it: Chris was on his knees, surrounded by a
group of men whose eyes were full of lust and power. Chris was held in
place by that blond teenager. He now exuded an air of confidence and
dominance that was unmistakable. The young man looked like a tamer in the
arena who was about to throw the gladiator to the wild animals. The beasts
were still under control, but they would soon take Chris. They were already
playing with their cocks. They were ten or so. Jay gasped. He looked at
Luke questioningly. Was that really okay? But Luke seemed really
excited. He started to stroke his cock.

The soft sand shifted beneath his knees as Chris knelt in the warmth of the
dunes, his muscles straining from maintaining his precarious position. His
master, Luke, stood nearby, his gaze fixed on the scene before them. Now
even Jay chuckled softly, clearly starting to enjoy the spectacle.



Chris closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the rough hands of the teenager
on his head who now opened the games. The strangers came and Chris was to
service them with his tongue. He sucked, drawing them deeper. One by one,
they released themselves into his mouth, their hot seed spilling down his
throat, filling him up and leaving him gasping for breath. They did not
care, they were wild animals, enjoying the Berlin boy who was now a
cock-whore in the dunes of Gran Canaria. Some hammered in their tools like
no good. When they were finished, they pulled away, their eyes bright with
lust and satisfaction. When Chris had serviced the last of the ten cocks,
he lay down on the ground on his back, completely exhausted from the
massive loads of cum that he had had to swallow. Now, some of the men came
and pissed on him, and the blond teenager ordered him to catch as much as
he could with his mouth. When they were done, the teenager blinked at Luke.

Luke stepped near, smiled down at his slave, his own arousal plain to see.

"You did well, slave," he murmured, his voice low and gruff. "You've
pleased our friends. I think you have passed this test well." He nodded at
the teenager. The teenager grinned broadly. He placed his foot on Chris'
chest.

"I think you owe me for this teaching," the cocky teen said to Luke. "If
you want him back you have to pay."

Luke laughed at the young and dominant teen. He loved this, and he saw a
younger version of himself in it.

"You want to blackmail me?", Luke said. "So, keep him... He is so used now
anyway, I'm gonna takes something fresh." With that he kicked Chris hard
into his side. Chris and Jay didn't believe what they heard, and Chris
moaned hard when his master kicked him. Luke enjoyed the show. "I'm just
kidding, boys." He caressed the blond teenager. "He's my paymaster", and he
pointed at Jay. "Jay, won't you do that for your friend Chris to release
him from this supermaster here? Go, service him as he wishes!" With that he
pushed Jay in the back, causing him to stumble forwards in the sand. It was
easy for the teenager to push Jay to his knees.

Jay had no chance. Within a second, the teenage cock was in his mouth and
he got a good throat-fucking. While burying his tool in Jay's mouth, the
teenager started kissing with Luke. He thoroughly enjoyed. After a while,
he broke the kiss and asked Luke:

"Why don't we take both his holes?"

"He's an alpha boy, you know...", Luke replied, and they both laughed.

"On all fours, then, I'll take his ass!", the teenager said. Jay wanted to
resist this humiliation, but Luke gave him a slapping on his ass and he
said: "You will certainly do this for Chris, right? Otherwise, he will have
to stay with this teen monster! Chris, show some gratitude by licking Jay's
balls while he pays off your dues!"

With that, Jay shifted to all fours. Luke moved in front of him, took his
cock and shoved it into his mouth. The teenager came from the back and
without much care broke into his ass. Chris was on his back, licking the
balls of Jay, trying to get into sync with the two masters. Jay was working
hard to please them, and they soon got a great rhythm. The teenager was
first to come. He shot a huge load into Jay and collapsed on him. A second
later, Luke had his juice in Jay's mouth and over his face. He was
cum-covered now. Jay collapsed to the ground with Chris under him.

"Lick it clean", the teenager commanded when they had picked themselves up
again, and since they did not know who was meant, both, Jay and Chris,
approached his length and wanted to lick him.

"See, how well-behaved they both are!", said the teenager, and Luke
laughed. "I want you both!" They started licking the cock clean, and once
they were done, Luke had his cock cleaned as well. Luke looked at the
stars. What a night in the dunes! The teenager disappeared, not without
giving his mobile number to Luke.

When they were finished, Jay said:

"I have not come yet!"

"Oh, bad luck", Luke said, "look, Hakim is approaching to lead us back to
the villa". And indeed, in the distance, they saw the handsome servant of
Master Amir approaching.

"I think you better hurry up. I count down from ten to one, and if you
don't manage to come within this time, you'll be chastised for two days",
said Luke. Without waiting for a reply, he started counting. Chris wondered
how quickly Luke had established that Jay coming was at the mercy of
Luke's! But Jay had no space for such thoughts now, he urgently wanted to
come. The events of the night had fired him up. Luke pressuring him with
the time-constraint made it more difficult.

"...4...".

Jay sensed how his juice built up. At "2" he came with several strong
spurts.

"Wonderful", Hakim commented in his kindness. He had just arrived in time
to see Jay coming. "It is a pity that Master Amir cannot watch this on
video, he would certainly approve of you."

Luke nodded.

"I take you back to the villa now, I hope you had a good experience. I
prepared a night meal that you will enjoy! One more thing, though...", he
said with a little unease in his friendly voice.

"What is it?", said Luke.

"I have instructions that slaves walk naked from the dunes back to the
villa, and on a leash. I am sorry, but these are my orders by Master Amir."

"Understand", said Luke. "Strip!", he commanded and Chris got out of the
red shorts with "SoL" printed on them that he had put on again. Hakim
attached a leather leash to the slave collar Chris was wearing.

"Does this apply to him, too?", Hakim asked Luke in his kindest voice and
nodded into the direction of Jay. Luke chuckled.

"No, no..." He took Jay by the hand and gave him a kiss on the cheek.


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