All characters are over 18, consenting adults, and this story is fictional.
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It was a regular Sunday afternoon, I was trussed up as Daddy's gimp for the day. My arms behind my back, ropes going from the tops of my arms and working through an intricate design all the way down to my wrists. My hands are locked in both bondage mitts and clipped together. I'm wearing a rubber cock sucker hood - you know, the kind with the mouth and chin cut out, but a locking penis gag sits in my mouth. Gimp's mouth should always be occupied by something.
I'm kneeling next to his chair, half bent over, the collar locked around my neck has a D - Ring on it, and from that are two thin ropes leading down to my cock and balls, tied tightly around them hoisting them up, sitting up straight would pull them just too much. There's also a leash from the D-Ring that is draped over Daddy's arm of the chair.
Daddy would reach over and grab my cock, stroke it slightly, push out a little more precum into the glass sitting below my cock collecting the puddle. He'd also push the button on the remote which would turn on the vibrating butt plug I was wearing.
There was a sudden urgent knocking on the door, "are you expecting anyone boy?"
I shook my head no because I wasn't.
He went to the door, and I could hear the conversation.
"Oh, hey Nate, what's up?" Daddy said.
"Hey John, I'm sorry to burst in on you like this, but I really need you to look over some work stuff for me please. You have an eye for details and I need this project to work in my favor, do you have a few minutes?" Nate rambled on for a minute or two.
John held the door, looked back at me, "Um, well, I've kind of got my boy in a very compromising position right now, can I look at this later?"
Nate insisted, "please John, your boy doesn't bother me, I really need to finish this last component today."
"Okay then, you were warned, come on in."
He grabbed the tablet from Nate's hands and walked back to his chair, Nate closed the door, turned around and stopped in his tracks at the gimp's position, "holy shit dude, you weren't kidding!"
"Told you so, now sit down and let me look at this," Daddy commanded.
Nate sat on the couch near me, but his eyes never left me. He looked me up and down, while Daddy mumbled occasionally and made corrections. I knelt as I should, the vibrations in my ass getting to be a lot, causing more drips into the glass.
There were tiny eye holes in the rubber hood, so I could see Nate as he reached down and began to "adjust" his cock, which was creating a bulge in his pants. He starting shifting around and you could tell he was getting uncomfortable.
"Does he like that," Nate asked?
I nodded yes, and Daddy laughed, "yes, he loves it. Do you see that glass down there? That's been sitting beneath him for about an hour now."
"Jesus dude, that's nearly a third full. Goodness that's hot! It's been so long since I've been with anyone. Work has been nearly killing any social life I could be having, and I'm so horny I may just cum right here looking at him."
"Nate," Daddy looked up, "I thought you were straight. Why are you eyeballing my boy?"
"Well, I am, but look, a hole is a hole, male or female. He's hooded so from behind I can just imagine he's a woman I'd like to pound and release some tension," he responded.
"So, what? Are you asking to fuck my boy?"
"Um, I mean, no, or, erm, yes? I don't know. I'm just so stressed out and seeing him all tied up like that makes me hard as a rock," as he shifted in his seat some more.
Daddy set the tablet down on the table, and leaned over to me, "what do you think boy? You think you'd be okay if Nate here used your boy hole?"
I just nodded yes. No ability to use words, and I trusted Daddy completely. If he was okay with it, so was I.
"Okay Nate, sure, you can use him for a quick fuck. He loves having his hole stuffed, and as long as you're wearing a condom, which you will, he'll be just as content," Daddy got up and retrieved a condom.
He threw it on Nate's lap, "Make sure you use LOTS of lube, it's not a pussy, so it doesn't have natural lube, and when you pull that plug out, make sure you do it gently. It's not a lawnmower string. He loves dirty talk and a good pounding, so have at it, just know that if he makes the right noise, you're done, his safe noise is three loud grunts quickly and he has to thump his feet against the floor, so pay close attention to that. If he does that, you need to stop and pull out - gently."
"Um, okay, wow, where do I take him", like do I use him on the bed? Or the couch? I'm definitely new to this one here," Nate stammered.
"Just bend him over the coffee table, he'll like it that way. I'm going to sit here and look over this work and watch you fuck him. I like watching."
Daddy tossed the leash to Nate, who caught it, unsure of what to do with it, Daddy leaned over to me, "be a good boy."
I sort of shuffled my knees in the direction of Nate, he got it so he tugged on the leash. I positioned myself in front of him, with my back to him. He stood up, dropped his pants and underwear, he put the condom on, and knelt behind me, he got close to my ear, "I'm going to wreck this hole, and I'm going to make it my little bitch hole, now bend over bitch."
He pushed me down on to the coffee table and squirted a healthy amount of lube on his cock, and as he pulled the plug out gently, my hole pulsated at him.
"Fuck John, this hole just winked at me!" He exclaimed.
