As we laid there, catching our breath, I could hear Master and Dayne pulling out the rest of the things from the gym bags they had brought down. Snickering to themselves about what they were going to do to us. They weren't being quiet but I also didn't have it in me to listen. I was taking every second of freedom to regroup and prepare for what was next. So far this evening was purely pain. No sucking or fucking.
After what didn't seem like near enough time they both came back over to us and ordered us on our knees. Master shoved his flaccid dick in my mouth and before I knew it I was gulping down even more of his piss. He must have drank a lot of water today to keep me this hydrated. This proved harder to do without the funnel. I had to really open up my throat and gobble as much as I could. Brandon was also guzzling down Dayne's piss as well. Both of us got slapped in the face and they pulled out their now semi erect cocks from our mouths.
"Thirsty little fuck toys." Master said.
"Both of you, show us your holes." Master commanded. I laid my face on the floor and shot my ass up in the air, I then took both my hands and spread my cheeks so that my hole was plain and visible.
"Play with yourselves." Dayne commanded. I started circling my hole with my fingers and received a slap on the ass. Still sore from earlier I plunged my finger into my hole. I knew they wanted me to play harder. It was weird fingering myself, I hadn't been asked to do this for a minute. I was shocked at how warm and tight my hole was. Even after all the stretching that had happened over the last month.
"Alright get up. Turn and face away from each other." Master instructed as I got on all fours, before I could decide to move I felt Dayne's large hand grip my thigh and turned me 90 degrees sideways. The way he was able to throw my body around so effortlessly was astounding. I heard him do the same thing to Brandon and we were now lined up hole to hole.
Master was holding up a huge double sided dildo. It must have been 30 inches long with maybe a three inch girth. Master walked over to us and gave one end to Dayne and kept one end for himself. I felt the cold rubber brush up against my hole and then plunge in. I let out a sigh as it slid into my gut. Uncomfortable only from the lack of lube.
I heard Dayne slap Brandon's ass and say "Open up," Maybe Brandon was struggling to take it. It was a large dildo. However he didn't seem like the type that was not into anal. He had told me how much he enjoyed being fucked by Master last night and that was all anal.
Master shoved the dildo into my ass farther and farther, pushing against parts of me that seldom got touched. Surely there couldn't be much left of the dildo to push in. Then I felt my ass touch Brandon's ass. We had a dildo in our ass.
"Fuck yourselves." Master commanded and spanked my ass. I started moving up and down the shaft of the dildo. It was hard to do. I heard Dayne smack Brandon's ass a couple of times.
"Every time you come back you should be touching cheeks. Rub up all on each other." As we tried to figure out a nice rhythm I realized my cock was painfully hard. I could feel the dildo pressing up against my g spot and it made my stomach turn. It felt like I was on the brink of orgasm. I had to shut it down because I didn't want to have an accidental orgasm. I don't even want to imagine what Master would do if I came without permission.
Master and Dayne watched us struggle to fuck ourselves, trying to obey all orders. I see Dayne grab some nipple clamps and come over to me.
"You didn't like these so much last time." He told me as a reminder of how much I was going to hate what he was going to do. He then placed the clamp on my right nipple and another on my left. I breathed out in pain waiting for the numbness to kick in. He then placed the clamps on Brandon's nipples as well.
"I think these boys are ready for some dick." Master said. I was met with Dayne's dick in my face. I assumed that Master's dick was in Brandon's face. It had been so long since Master had let me suck is cock, it had been so long since he had entered me with his dick. He was showing Brandon preferential treatment. All day I had been Dayne's slut. I couldn't wait for it to be just him and I again. I wanted to show him how much I wanted him. I wanted to please him in every way. I didn't care about please Dayne. I was eager and willing but that wasn't what I wanted. I wanted my Master's dick.
"Show us how much you want it." I immediately open my mouth and start kissing his balls, smelling his groin area and licking his shaft. I go to put my lips around the head of his dick when I feel Dayne's hand yank my hair up and slap me in the face.
"You haven't proved you want it enough." He barked at me, slapping me on the other cheek. "My dick is a privilege for you to suck. Show me how much you fucking want it." he repeated and shoved my face into his balls. I stuck my tongue out, begging for his dick. Pleading for him to stick it in my mouth.
"Keep fucking yourselves!" Master yelled. It was hard to remember all the commands at one but I had realized that I had stopped gyrating my hips and so had Brandon. We quickly start again while I try my hardest to show Dayne how bad I want his cock.
It was perfect and pink. His cock was magnificent. His blonde pubes were neatly tailored and his balls were fresh and clean. The tip of his cock leaked of pre-cum frequently and I was able to lap it up every time. When Dayne was satisfied with my begging he grabbed my head by the hair again and shoved his cock in my mouth.
He went straight for the back of my throat, hitting the gag reflex that I used to have. I held it in and eagerly started pleasing him. Dayne moaned and pumped his hips, fucking my face. I felt him spit onto his shaft and the taste of his spit entered my mouth, lubricating his dick more. I was giving it my all with this blow job and I was proud of myself for remember to move my hips and fuck myself.
Dayne pulled his dick out of my mouth, "How long can he hold his breath." Dayne asked Master.
"He doesn't need to breath." Master chuckled. Obviously untrue, but obvious that they were going to find out.
"Let's start with 15 seconds." Dayne said. I could do 15 seconds for sure.
Dayne plunges his dick into my throat, plugs my nose and holds his dick as far back in my throat as he can. I usually can take a big dick down the throat but when it was just held there, unable to breath through my nose it was much harder.
"One... Two... Three.." Dayne counted, seemingly much slower than real time. I could feel myself needing to gag but I suppressed it in as much as I could.
"Four... Five... Six..." At seven I gagged. Dayne didn't flinch, his dick stayed in the back of my throat, my nose plugged. Spit filled my tongue and I felt like I could throw up. I suppressed it harder. Tears filled my eyes and I could tell they were spilling over from the gag.
"Take it boy." He says at second eleven. I gag again, this time I could tell there was some throw up at the back of my throat. I swallowed it down and regained composure. I didn't realize how much I needed to breathe until now.
"Fifteen." He said and released. As he pulled his dick out, I gagged again throwing up some liquid into my mouth. Luckily I caught it and swallowed before Dayne noticed. Dayne grabbed my hair and forced me to look in his eyes.
"Good cocksuckers don't gag." He said. My heart was racing and I was out of breath. I whipped the tears from my eyes and went back to work. Then he repeated, counting to fifteen again. This time was somehow worse, but I did it coughing only when he pulled it out of my throat.
When they were ready they both pulled out of our mouths and Dayne reached down to grab the dildo out from each of our asses.
"Stand at attention by the bed." Master barked. This is where the joists on the ceiling were to suspend us or tie our hands up. We both walked over and stood with our hands on our heads and our feet spread apart. Both of us were sporting huge erect cocks. Brandon's back and ass looked like a work of art with the welts and marks that were left. Some long strips from the whip, some hand prints. His ass was red. I bet I looked the same way. We both still had our nipple clamps that hung heavily down.
Master stood in front of us while Dayne stood behind us.
"Get those legs apart." I heard Dayne spit at Brandon as he rushed to spread his legs further.
