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Lex
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I woke from the aching of my penis trying to get erect in its tight cage. It was a sharp, pinching pain that didn't last as long as it did the first time. Ethan was right, my body was learning to accept his control over me.
Just yesterday, I was a straight man. In the span of twenty four hours, I sucked my first dick and swallowed another man's cum. I was shaved of the hair I prided my masculinity against, and then fucked in my newfound pussy. If that wasn't enough, my penis was caged and I was collared by my son's boyfriend. We both worshiped his dick one more time before he came on our food. We ate every last slice.
I pulled the sheets from my body and marvelled at how smooth the linen felt against my smooth skin. I rubbed my shaven legs against the mattress again, scratching that pleasurous itch I never knew I had. Was this how Helen felt like every morning?
I got myself ready for the day. I used to only brush my teeth and take a quick shower, but my morning routine just got a whole lot longer. I was a hairy man, and my pubes were already starting to show. Knowing that Ethan ordered me completely shaven, I hopped in the shower and took care of the pesky little stubble that littered my body. I was proud of my body hair yesterday, now I feel like it was a nuisance. I wondered if I should laser them off to be permanently smooth.
I douched my ass to prepare myself for whatever Ethan wanted to do with me, and slipped on my new collar. The pink leather felt cold and tight against my skin, but it quickly warmed up, as I warmed up to the idea of being collared. Eventually, it felt weirder to have the collar off than it was to have it on.
I stopped myself from dressing, knowing I was expected to remain naked in my own home for the pleasure of my new master. He was the only one with an uncaged dick, and the new man of the house.
I opened my bedroom door and was greeted by the sight of my son, about to knock on my door. I looked down and was reminded that we were dressed the same, in a collar and a cage, except his was bright baby blue, and mine were bright pink. I flushed in embarrassment, still not used to the fact that we were both owned by the same man.
"Morning, dad!" He said, unfazed by the circumstance we were in.
"M-morning Paul." I stammered out, lacking the confidence he had in his own skin. Not like he had anything else on.
"It's great that you're awake and ready for the day. I was about to wake you up."
"Really?" I asked, shocked at what he had said. When Paul was growing up, it was impossible to get him up in time for school. He was lazy at best, irresponsible at worst.
"Yeah, Ethan demands his bitches wake him up everyday with a blowjob. I was coming to get you. I had just shaved and douched. You did clean your pussy, didn't you?" He asked, as if this was a normal conversation to be had between father and son.
I was just as shocked at how he had normalised the terms Ethan threw around, with us being 'bitches' and our asses being 'pussy'. To be fair, I had caught myself using the same words just this morning.
"Yes son, I have." I replied, beaming that I had beat him to the punch. "Let's go wake him up."
"This is exciting!" He exclaimed, giddy with joy. Who knew all it took to make Paul this happy was a dominant dick?
As we walked back to Paul's room, I took the opportunity to tell him how proud I was and how much he had matured since he left for college and met Ethan, proactively waking up early.
"I just needed someone to put me in my place, dad." He joked, which stung a bit. Was I not tough enough on him when he was growing up?
He must have sensed that, as he corrected himself quickly.
"Don't worry dad, you raised me well. I just wanted a daddy." He teased, emphasising on the second syllable of 'daddy'. He elbowed me. I smiled back.
"Guess I wanted one too." I blushed, still not used to calling someone else my 'daddy'.
We crept in quietly to not wake Ethan up as we slowly climbed onto the bed. Paul lowered the sheets and picked up Ethan's erect morning wood. He nodded towards it and looked at me, signifying he wanted me to have the honours of starting.
With pleasure, I dove in and took the whole member into my mouth with a swift plunge. He smelt strong, having had the whole night to develop. I gagged at the intrusion, but lifted my head to stroke him with my mouth.
Ethan moaned in his sleep and I kept going. Paul moved his head over and started nursing on his balls.
"Good morning, bitches." He announced, finally waking up.
"Good morning, daddy." We both said in union, completely by accident. We giggled together like school girls.
"Alright, girls. Don't forget what you're here to do." He said, snapping his fingers to get us back on his dick. "That's right, suck your man's dick. The only real dick in this house."
He reached down and grabbed our asses. Paul kept his mouth on his balls, but shifted so that he presented Ethan with his ass. I quickly did the same.
I kept bobbing my head and swirled my tongue on his younger dick. I watched as he sucked on his index and middle fingers on both hands, and brought them to our asses. I tried my best to loosen myself as he stuck them into our pussies.
We both moaned again in unison at the intrusion. It felt sore from the first fucking I received yesterday, as my pussy struggled to accommodate both fingers so quickly. He slowly withdrew his fingers and I moaned on his dick, rolling my eyes.
He chucked, laughing at how easy it was to play with me and turn me into such a slut. He started finger banging us, and I instinctively stopped what I was doing, too overwhelmed by the pleasure.
I collapsed my chest against the bed and laid my head on the mattress, with my ass up and back arched to give Ethan greater access to my pussy. It felt amazing and I didn't want it to stop.
I looked over at Paul, having taken over and sucking on Ethan's dick now. He was an expert, he wasn't going to let his pussy being roughly fingered to stop him from pleasuring his daddy. I felt embarrassed at how selfish I was being.
