Glory Hole Sagas - Chapter 12
THE GLORY HOLE SAGAS Chapter Twelve
Watching Matt And Harvey Playing Rough
CHAPTER TWELVE
We left the basement of "The Spike" and took a table to share a last beer before we left. I had used up enough energy to have another beer before driving. Tom and I talked about the adventure, and I told everyone about what the man had whispered to me about his deformed buddy in the dark hall who I had made cum twice just by working his nipples. I had promised to continue to sex-play with the man and try to convince him that I really DID want to see him in the light eventually. Tom was thrilled about the note the hot checkroom attendant had left in his pocket "Please call me, Sir!" with his name and phone number. We teased Tom about having a slave.
As we sat, Sam reminded me that I had offered to introduce him to my roommate Matt, another `Nam veteran who was also into rough sex. He wanted me to call the room and see if tonight was OK, seeing how his wife was out of town. "Didn't you and Mel get enough in that last room?" I cried out. The last room had been a torture dungeon, which Tom and I had fled from, but Mel and Sam had gone into.
Mel shivered. "That room is WAY beyond me. We just went in to look. Admittedly, we got a few ideas, but most of it scares the shit out of me, too. I never knew people DID things like that to get their rocks off. What really got to me was that the guys being tortured were shooting geysers!"
Sam said: "When I was in the service, I went to a few clubs like that. I had a good time in a few places, but never did more than a few simple things, like whip a guy's ass. Except this one time when I met another military guy, another soldier on leave, also in uniform, who, if we had both been free..." he shrugged, looking heartbroken. "He was so fucking hot I could have fallen in love with the bastard! But we weren't free men, but soldiers on leave, so we just had that one passionate night together, and I never saw him again." He gave a twisted, sad smile. "But I still dream about the hairy little bastard all the time." He stopped for a minute, and shrugged. "That S&M room is new; last time I was here, it was a bunch of sofas. Mostly, it was were men hung out to rest before going for another round. The little bar was back there."
"I'll call Matt, but better I warn you. He told me that he sometimes went to clubs like that in New York, and was VERY active at them."
Tom was looking interested. "Are you going to be playing the rough games with them, Ike?"
"I doubt it. I did a few simple things with Matt, and I liked it, but I have a feeling Sam and Matt want to go a little bit further than I can take. Why, buddy?"
"Um... First of all, I'd like to spend the night with you, if you don't mind. I have never have spent a night in bed with a man, and I'd like my first to be you." I grinned at him, nodding my agreement. "I could sit on your cock while they do their stuff, just moving enough to keep us both hard, and when they're done, we could do our own action. I want to understand this `rough sex' you guys talk about, and.. Well, I kind of like your cock in my ass, Ike, and I would like to feel your lips on my dick, too."
I looked at Mel, who bowed out, having to go to work the next day. They handed me a pile of change, and I found the payphone. Matt was in, but told me that he now had a really hot date in a little while, thanks to me. "Me? What the hell did I do to get you a date?"
"You sent Harvey over to talk to me, you stud. I heard about your adventures tonight. Well, the fact that you went to that Rusty Spike dive and worked his tits over while he got screwed by a massive dick. But then you ORDERED him to come see me for a good working over. So I sent him back to his room to douche his ass and to rest for two hours, so he'd be well rested for me. To be honest, I was bored before and used that vibrator to get a load out of my balls, so I need to rest, too."
"I have someone with me. Do you mind if we watch while he rides my dick?"
"Hey, working him over in front of an audience will turn us both on a hell of a lot, so bring your plaything over, buddy."
"Uh, I should warn you that we had a fistfight earlier, but we're OK now. I'll explain it to you when we have time. But our faces are a bit messed up. Well, his is pretty much chopped meat, but I'm told I have quite a shiner already. I've always gotten so turned on when I boxed. This was the first time I got to fuck the loser. It was so fucking HOT, Matt!"
"You're a boxer? I never knew that, kid."
"There's a lot you don't know. Like the fact that my married cowboy buddy Sam was really eager to meet you tonight to play rough."
"Well, it will have to wait. I'm not sharing Harvey tonight. He's MY toy tonight! I'm in a real top mood right now, so watch that hot ass of yours." I laughed as we hung up.
I went back to the table, but before I could say anything Sam asked me who the big stud in the jock letter jacket who had been staring at me while I was on the phone from the next table to ours was. It was the big football player who had almost started a fight with me on campus for acting cocky with him, and who I had dominated down in the back room, humiliating him by publicly calling him "my new fucking girlfriend" and telling him that I "owned his jock ass-cunt". I told the three men about my confrontation with him on campus, and what happened in the backroom that night. They all looked at me with new found respect, and I felt like I was nine feet tall. Tom's hand squeezed my knee.
"The last time I saw him, he was being worked over by that pair of massive muscle twins with giant cocks. I refused to give him my load in his ass, and let some random cocksucker have it in front of him, yelling how his mouth was better than "my punk-boy's useless ass" so that he could hear the insult. Damn, I hope he's not out to start a fight and get vengeance. One fistfight is enough tonight, and he's a big motherfucker. I just might lose."
Sam shook his head. "No, I don't think you have to worry about that, kiddo, because from the looks he's giving you now, I think the big moose might be in love with you. Or at least he thinks he's your devoted sex slave. Those are cow eyes if I ever saw any." The other two agreed.
I groaned. "I didn't particularly LIKE the guy, although is ass IS hot, and he is easy to dominate with his delicate nips. I have to admit he IS handsome, but the asshole was so fucking arrogant on campus that I just had to put him down in front of his team buddies. I also have to admit that it had been fucking hot forcing a larger, stronger man to kneel to me. I don`t even know his fucking name, and I don't think want to!"
Mel asked me, "Why?"
"Because then he becomes a real person, instead of a piece of crap I control. Like I said, he pissed me off the first time he talked to me, and I still have a low opinion of him as a man. What kind of a person walks up to a stranger and asks if his can make a play for his girlfriend? Well, that wasn't quite how he put it, but that was what he meant. Like because he's a big shot jock, he could steal the girl who put on a sex show with me in the drive-in movie. He should have a clue from the way she threw away caution and dragged me to the back seat like she did that it wasn`t gonna happen. Nancy is pretty much mine, if I want her. So I guess that's why he made me feel so angry at him. And now I find out that my anger turns him into a pussy-cunt."
"No, it turns him into YOUR pussy-cunt" Tom giggled. I punched his arm as I laughed. It WAS funny. This guy I couldn't stand was staring at me like I was the love of his life. "Ike, it's strange. I know I never met him, but he looks so fucking familiar."
"Tom, you've seen the big ape on campus, and he made your ass itch. That's why he looks familiar." we all laughed, but Tom shook his head. I looked over at the jock, and his face lit up. As he stood up, I scowled at him, pointing at his seat. He dropped to his seat, dejected, and sipped his beer.
Sam was very eager to go meet Matt, but I had to tell him that Matt had a hot date, but was willing to let Tom and me watch them. That got Tom excited, but disappointed Sam, who had been looking forward to a rough night. Mel had to go to work the next day, so he couldn't invite Sam to his garage apartment for "fun and games", but was eager for their date the next night.
I had a sudden idea. "Sam, how would you like to work over my big, dumb football jock tonight? You have to remember to stay in control, so no sucking his cock, no letting him cum without permission..."
"Ike, I know a bit more about this shit than you do. I can be a total top, and when I'm done with that punk, he'll be totally broken in for you. I'll make it clear you gave him to me to use as a loan; that YOU are the Boss. I'll even make it clear that you are MY fucking Boss. And hell, yes, he's fucking hot. How are you going to do it?"
"Well, it's time to see how much control I actually have over the asshole." I glared at my "slave" and snapped my fingers at him, pointing at the floor at my feet. Smiling, he rushed over. "Who told you to stand, scumbag? KNEEL to your Owner!" He flushed, and his hands formed into fists, but he fell to his knees, and lowered his head. A number of the blue collar men around d us snickered at him, commenting loudly about the faggot football player.
"Sorry, Ike."
I slapped his face hard. "I did not give you permission to use my name, asshole, and I don't want to hear you talk unless I ask you a direct question. And above all, I do NOT want to know your fucking name. I'm giving you a NEW name. It's... " I thought for a second.. "Cum Dump. Your new name is Cum Dump. That is what I will call you if you speak to me in public, so watch your manners, Cum Dump. Is that understood, asshole?
"Yes, sir. I am Cum Dump, and Cum Dump is not to speak to his Master in public." He looked at me with pleading eyes. I knew I was about to do something really cruel. Part of me felt bad, but mostly I felt like a giant.
"Are you my pussy-boy, Cum Dump? Are you my total property? Will you obey every one of my orders?"
"Yes, sir. I am your total pussy boy; your total property. Do whatever you want to me, as long as you keep me, Master."
"Then I have a test of your loyalty and willingness for you, Cum Dump. Master Sam here needs a toy for the night. I have no use for you're useless ass right now, but for some strange reason Master Sam wants you." I had the feeling that someone was watching me. I looked up, and Mr. Brennan, my fencing teacher and future fencing coach was standing at a few feet away, a mug of beer in his hands, staring at me in surprise and some interest.
"Yes, Master. I will service whoever you order me to service." He sounded disappointed. "Whatever you say, as long as you let me be your Slave, Master." Oh. Boy, what was I getting myself into? I was committing myself to SOME sort of future encounter with this Cum-dump idiot.
"Starting tomorrow, Cum Dump, I expect you to have your ass-pussy shaved, douched and greased at all times. If I see you on campus, I may decide it's time to use your cunt to dump a load of cum in. You will obey. The only excuse you can give me is team practice. I just joined the fencing team, so I'm sure MY coach would be pissed at me for missing a practice. However, if I wanted to use you and you had practice, I WILL punish you later." I looked over at Brennan and grinned. He gave me a thumbs up, since it was the first time I had actually confirmed joining the team. I saw him looking at Mel, then at the other men. Then he left, knocking Cum Dump to the floor on purpose with a big smirk and a wink to me as he passed.
After getting back on his knees. I ordered Cum Dum to sit in the corner on the floor until we were ready to go, and he obeyed, looking like a lost child. My friends quietly told me how impressed they were.
Mel was really loaded, in more ways than one. He had taken 15 cocks in his ass downstairs, an all time record for him, as well as sucking off 9 guys.
"My favorite was that stud that you and Sam obviously know, the one who was grinning when he knocked down Cum Dump on purpose, then winked at you. Who the fuck is that hot, handsome guy, and how do I get his great dick back pounding in my ass? He had real staying power!"
Since Mel knew I was having an affair with my English instructor, Jeff Hamilton, I saw no reason to keep his identity a secret, forgetting that Tom had fucked Mr. Brenner while the stud had been fucking Mel.
"That's my future fencing coach, Mr. Brenner, Mel. Hot, ain't he? Sam and I love taking fencing class with him."
Tom choked on his beer. "I fucked a coach? How do you like that! HE'S going to be your fucking coach? Where do I sign up for fencing classes? Like tomorrow!"
Mel had also had a lot to drink, so I offered to drive him home. So I got our group to stand up and head to the door. I told Sam to go collect his toy, and be stern about it.
Sam cuffed his ear, and improvised a leash with Cum Dump's own belt. I almost felt sorry for the asshole. Almost. Sam reminded him that he was to remain silent until spoken to.
Mel loved my old car, and joined the team of Sam and me to finish the job of restoring her that I had been doing with my dad when he died. Tom knew nothing about cars, but volunteered to be the "gopher". Cum Dump looked like he wanted to help, but I ignored him. The less I had to do with him, the better. The only time I planned to fuck his ass-pussy was if he happened to be in the T-room when I was in there. Then I would humiliate him in public again. I might drag him away from teammates for a fuck and let him try to explain to them why he followed me like a puppy dog. And why he had cum stains dripping from his ass, since I would make sure a dozen men dumped loads up there before I let him leave.
We were surprised by the large size of Mel's house, until he laughed and confessed that he actually OWNED the construction company his grandfather had started. He had worked his way up with part-time jobs since he was 14 until he finished high school, and still worked on sites, which gave him the loyalty of his men. Many of them were bisexual or gay, which resulted in some interesting breaks on top of construction sites. Mel and Sam swapped spit for a good 5 minutes while they made each other's tits sore, in anticipation of their date the next night. Cum Dump sat there looking miserable, his own belt still tight around his neck.
I drove Sam home. After they got out. I grabbed Cum Dump by his balls and squeezed until he looked pained. "Remember, asswipe. You're on loan to my best buddy. If he tells me you fucked up, you're in big trouble. As punishment, I'll dump you. You'll never have sex with me again, Cum Dump, if you don't please Master Sam TOTALLY!"
Before he could answer, I started the car and took off. Tom and I headed to the college, laughing at Cum Dump, who Tom still insisted looked like someone he knew..
Matt was waiting for his slave. He was dressed in is leather harness and vest, his cap on the bed, basically naked and hard when we entered the room. He was rearing a cockring and ball separator, had on a set of nipple clamps much larger than Harvey, the leather stud In had met in the back room who he was expecting soon had worn and with a heavy chain, and had a number of "toys" sitting on his desk. All of which made Tom goggle. Since this stuff was familiar to me by a few days, I was able to be calm about it. Tom just stared with his tongue hanging out. Mat's trunk was open, and we could see the rest of his "toys" were available.
I introduced them, and Matt kissed Tom while playing with his ass. I grinned as Tom began to play with Matt's hard cock and balls.
I slapped Matt's hand. "I got you a hot toy for tonight, cocksucker.. Tom is MY date, and I'm going to show him a good time. I have the honor of being the first man to have sex with him in a bed and to spend the night sleeping with him."
Tom turned to me. "Really? You want me to spend the night?" He looked like a five year old on Christmas day. A five year old who had had the crap beaten out of him, but was happy as hell. I kissed him deeply in answer. "Now, Matt, explain some of the toys to Tom, who is new to all of this. I need to take a crap. AND HANDS OFF MY TOY, buddy!" I winked at Matt as I headed into the toilet, but I left the door open as I listened to the explanations.
I returned to the room naked, to find Tom naked, and trying to put one of the smaller butt plugs in his own ass. "Matt, help the poor boy before he breaks his neck. It's only staying there until your date gets here." Matt did that, then put on a cock ring with ball spreader tossing me a set of them with spikes on it with a smirk.
Matt said: "Now, I need to tell you something. Harvey came here straight from the Rusty Spike, after you told him I was gay and into rough sex. One of the reasons I sent him to his room for while was because we had a long talk about what we wanted from this scene, and Harvey asked for something which I need time to think about. And in turn, I told him that I had a condition HE had to think about. It seems that Harvey has been devoted to rough sex since high school, an he has had the hots for me since the first day we met. But he thought I was a totally straight Army vet, so he never even offered to do me as trade, afraid I'd beat the crap out of him and tell everyone he was a fag. Now that he knows that I am gay AND into rough sex, he asked me to make him my Slave, my Personal Property. He is serious about this request. He want to be my Property, to use and abuse and order around. I had to think about it. I decided to put a condition on it, to see if he was truly willing to do anything to please me. I'll know when he gets here if he's willing. And he will be begging me to make him my slave, even after I put a Slave Collar on him. The thing is, I haven't made up MY mind yet if I want HIM as MY personal permanent Property.' He lit a joint and sat on his bed, looking at some of his toys.
Tom was in heaven as we sat on my bed and shared a joint, cuddling, that butt plug firmly lodged in his ass. "I've never cuddled with a man before, Ike."
"How about make out with one?" He shook his head. We had kissed, but for short periods of time. We spent the next ten minutes making out, kissing and feeling up each other's chest without any tit-play. Matt sat smoking his joint and watching us.
"Harvey should be here soon, Ike. Why don't you get in your birthday gift outfit and really stop his heart. I have a few things Tom can wear, too."
I put on the outfit, which had Tom's eyes as big as saucers, and his dick dripping. I'm not one to waste a man's juices; I licked his dick head clean as Matt put a leather vest and cap on him.
"Hey, Tommy, you look so hot, I'd almost think you were a man!" I teased. He punched me in the arm, hard. He may be a bad fighter, but he's no weakling. I would have another bruise in the morning.
There was a knock on the door. I slowly pulled the butt plug from Tom's ass as he groaned. I wasn't sure if it was disappointment, pleasure or pain. Swatting his cute ass, I stood up, and put my hands behind my back. "Tom, open the door, please. If Harvey is wearing titclamps with a chain, give them a hard tug before letting him enter. Then slap his ass very hard after he passes you. Let's get him really confused."
Tom did as I asked. Harvey WAS wearing the titclamps; pretty daring walking in the dorm hall dressed like that. The leather is one thing; everyone knows he's a biker guy. But the bare chest, titclamps and chaps with bare ass and codpiece were an open statement to the floor. Then I noticed that he had a large bathrobe dangling from his hand and trailing behind him. He wasn't a complete fool, and not about to reveal that WE were gay, too. He also had a can of Crisco in his other hand, which I didn't understand. But Matt nodded when he saw it, smirking to himself.
Harvey was totally confused by a strange young man mildly abusing his hot body as he entered, but obeyed Matt's orders to get on his knees as Tom closed and locked the door and returned to me. "I invited Ike and his buddy Tom to watch you're humiliation, scumbag."
"Yes, Master Matt. Thank you, Master Matt, for accepting me. I've wanted you for a long time, Master." He crawled on his knees to Matt, and presented the can of Crisco to him like a treasure. Matt casually tossed it on his bed, and Harvey looked crestfallen.
"Are you ready to be my slave for tonight, scumbag?" Matt barked at him in military fashion.
"Sir, yes, sir! Ready, willing an able. Tonight and forever."
Matt backhanded him hard, so he collapsed on the floor. "I asked a simple question, asswipe. I don't need extra answers. Take off that cod piece so we can all see your pathetic little slave dick."
Harvey got on his knees, then snapped the leather piece off of his chaps. He had a nice sized uncut cock, and big balls separated by a ball spreader. Not pathetic at all, but I understood the need to humiliate him, "Now, crawl on all fours over here and clean my boots, scumbag."
Tom and I watched in amazement as Harvey crawled over and used his tongue on the dirty biker boots. He kept his eyes on Matt's face. I expected Matt to punish him, but instead he stared into the slave's eyes. Matt used his other foot to lightly prod Harvey's balls.
Mat leaned down and examined the very heavy tit clamps on Harvey's chest. When he pushed back the vest, I saw they were bigger then the ones he had been wearing at the Rusty Spike. "OK, asshole. In my toy chest you will find identical titclamps to the ones you are wearing. I need my slaves to know that I can take what I dish out, and these gradated clamps are a good way to prove it. Go get them, boy."
"Should I get the Slave Collar, too, Master?" He had turned around to crawl to the trunk.
Matt kicked him hard in the ass, sending him sprawling. There was a bright red mark on his bare ass. "When you have EARNED a Slave Collar, I will put one on you. So far, all I see is a poorly trained idiot who doesn't know to keep his mouth shut, or to act respectful. Looking in your Master's face! Even a novice who just starting having sex with guys this week like Ike knows better than that!" Harvey threw a startled look at me. I was twisting Tom's nipple, making him wince. Harvey's eyebrow went up in surprise when I nodded to confirm the comment.
"I'm sorry, Master. I know I'm too eager." He held the titclamps up to Matt.
"Put them on me, and put them on one click tighter than you're wearing them, you weak-willed scumbag cocksucker."
I saw Harvey's dick jump at the insults. He was loving it. He did as ordered as Matt took a deep hit on some poppers. Harvey didn't see the wince on Matt's face. When he was told to look up, all he saw was a smiling master with a set of titclamps on tighter than his. He looked impressed.
Matt stood, his hard, precum dripping dick afoot from Harvey's mesmerized face. He grabbed his slave's head, and painted his lips with his cockhead. "Open your fucking suck-hole, cocksucker." Harvey opened his mouth. "Lick my cockhead, scumbag."
Harvey obeyed exactly for a few long minutes. Matt had his eyes closed, enjoying the pleasure and concentrating on controlling his reaction. Then he reached his hands out, slowly moving them behind Harvey's head. He clamped his hands on the back of his slave's head as he thrust his cock down his slave's throat, causing him to gag. He began to fuck Harvey's throat hard, not allowing him to adjust to him, and he kept gagging while Matt shouted insults at him "You useless piece of crap! You're a lousy cocksucker! You suck cock like a virgin broad who thinks sex is fucking dirty. Common, scumbag, suck my fucking cock like you deserve to be my slave!"
Tom was boiling hot. He took the jar of Vaseline and greased up my cock, then impaled himself on it, facing the action. I wrapped my arms around him, nibbling his neck and ears as he slowly around moved on me. Enough to keep me hard, but not enough to get me off.
Matt stopped the thrusting and let go of Harvey's head, and the slave began to give him a good blowjob. From where we sat, it looked like a great one. Matt still hurled abuse at his toy, but his breath was ragged. The suck job was getting to him.
He grabbed Harvey's head and began to fuck the slave's throat. I have to give Harvey this, the man has almost no gag reflex, although he would tell me later that if he knew gagging turned a Master on, he gagged on four inches. The insults got to be less creative and Matt's hips were pounding into his slave's face. Matt is usually pretty loud when he shoots a load, so I was surprised when he gritted his teeth and fed Harvey a load while making almost no noise. Harvey began to pump out a load while Matt's dick was rammed deep in his throat. Matt was a nice Master. After shooting one wad of cum in his slave's throat, he pulled out and let the rest of land on the man's tongue.
"Well, that was barely adequate", panted Matt. Both men knew it had been great. Matt sat on his chair, and I was shocked by what he did next. Although he smoked dope, we had almost had a fistfight during our first week as roommates over my smoking cigarettes in the room, since he's a swimmer. Now he very casually and professionally lit a big, fat cigar. MAN, did he look hot in his leather, smoking that stogie.
He looked down at his boot toe and saw the load of jizz Harvey had dumped there. I knew fro one of the books in Matt's collection that the one exception to punishing a slave for cumming without permission was is his mouth was stuffed with dick or a gag, making it impossible to ask for permission. And Harvey had cum just from matt's load in his mouth, so it WAS a bit of a compliment.
Matt blew a stream of smoke at hios slave. "You have poor control, boy. We'll work on that if I keep you. Crawl here and clean up your mess, faggot." The eager slave was there I a flash, lapping it up as Matt blew smoke in his face.
Matt grabbed his chin when he was done and lifted his face, he spat in Harvey's face, but he didn't flinch. He knelt there with the spit running down his cheek. Matt nodded. "You have earned a temporary slave collar, shit-head." He picked up a lightweight leather dog collar from his desk, and strapped it around Harvey's neck.
"Thank you, Master."
Tom was moaning. "Wow, what a fucking hot scene." He bounced enough on me suddenly to me to have to make him stop.
I whispered. "It's not over. But I've never seen Matt smoke tobacco before. He must be treating this as special. But you're right. It`s hot."
"Take my boots off, Slave-boi" He obeyed. "Now, worship my feet, Suck and lick my sweaty feet and toes.. Harvey went wild. Matt grinned at me. I knew from experience that Matt would be hard in no time with this treatment. I also knew something else that turned my roommate on even more.
And he order his slave to do it a few minutes later. Matt got up and bent over his desk, his ass in the air. "Eat my fucking butt good. Make it worth my while, you useless lump of shit!" I suspected that Harvey, a dedicated slave, would be an excellent eater of ass, and a grin soon covered Matt's handsome face, but he growled "Can't you do any better than that, you worthless piece of scum?" I guess he could, since soon Matt's dick was dripping precum.
He strutted back to a chair, stogie in his face, and sat, Matt spread his legs and ordered "Clean my sweaty balls, fuck-face!" Harvey went to town with his talented tongue, and Tom began to work on my cock with his ass muscles.
"STAND!" Harvey obeyed, and Matt grabbed the chain connected to Harvey's tits and twisted it until Harvey fell to his knees, begging for mercy. He got it a full minute later as he whimpered, and his dick spurt out precum on Matt's foot.
Matt ordered him to clean that up, and then ordered him to get a paddle for punishment, leaving him to select the one. Tom, who had been cuddling against me all this time, pulled my head forward and began nibbling my ear with passion. Harvey had selected a heavy wooden one with holes in it. Matt had told me when showing me his collection that it was the second most painful of his paddles, and he only let men who really turned him on use it on him. The most painful one he only used on others; he had never had the balls to allow a man to really use it on him, except when he first got it, and then only for a few quick swats which had left him crawling on the floor, begging for mercy. It was that Master from his freshman year who he had originally bought the outfit I was wearing for who gave him the paddle, and had used it one him that one time.
I hugged Tom tightly to me. I whispered the information about the paddle to him. He groaned.
Tom tightened his ass muscles and rode my cock, sighing with contentment. MAN, this guy loved a cock in his ass! Or was it just MY cock? I had not been near him in the backrooms much, so I had not seen if he got fucked a lot, or just sucked dick. The only time I had really noticed him was when he was fucking my future coach.
Harvey took ten very hard whacks of that paddle, counting them out and thanking Matt for each of them. After a rest, he took five more, before begging Matt to stop. He looked Matt in the eye and said. "I own that same paddle, Master. No man has ever forced me to take more than ten, Master."
Matt leaned over and grabbed his slave's head. He gave Harvey a deep kiss, while twisting the tit-chain. "Tomorrow, we'll make it twenty, Boy."
Matt gulped and said "Yes, Master. Whatever you say. Master." Then ginned. "Twenty will be great, if that is what you wish."
Next, Matt ordered him to grease up his pussy. We watched as Harvey lay on the bed and put one greased finger after another into his ass, until he had all 5 in. The two man stared at each other.
Tom whispered "What's going on? Why are they staring like that?"
"Damned if I know, but we're about to find out. Shush."
Matt said. "So, you still want me to make you my Property, boy? Knowing what I will be doing to you to make you MINE? Remember, if we do this, you will always my Slave, or we'll do vanilla-play."
"I am sure, Master. I was sure when I entered the room with the can of Crisco."
Tom whispered. "What does that can of Crisco have to do with it?"
"I have no idea." I answered. "But I think that we're going to find out soon." He bounced on excitement on my dick, and I had to stop him before I shot.
Harvey knelt. "I am your Property, Master. As long as you will have me. Fully knowing that I share you with many other men."
Matt quietly asked. "Have you ever been Property before?"
"No, Master. You are the first man I ever met who I wanted to belong to. You are the man I always wanted to belong to. Since the day I first met you."
"Then I accept you as my Property. " Ordering Harvey to his knees, Matt reached over to his desk, and picked up a few items. One was a heavy leather dog collar with spikes on it, the Slave Collar. Removing the lighter one, he placed this one around Harvey's neck. "This is the sign of your servitude when we are together. Keep it safe."
"I will, Master. Thank you, Master." He bent and kissed Matt's bare feet.
Then Matt had a heavy chain in his hand, which at first looked like steel, but I realized from the glint was silver. He hung it over his slave's neck. "I will now seal you to me permanently as my Property, as you begged me to." He took a small silver lock, and sealed the chain around his neck, loose enough that it would be below his shirt collar, but tight enough that he could not remove it. It looked like very masculine jewelry. He took the key out of the lock, walked over to his pants to put it on his key ring.
He returned to his slave, and held his chin to make him look at his face. "I am going to go one step further, Slave Harvey. I am going to make a gesture that binds me to you, too, as your Master." He put an identical looking chain around his neck. It closed with a clasp that was a big silver key. Obviously, he could remove it at will, but it was a moving gesture. "Stand and close the clasp, Slave. Make me your Master."
Harvey stood and closed the clasp with a loud click. Matt grabbed his head, gave him a deep kiss, then slapped Harvey across the face, throwing him on the bed. Harvey lay back, and pulled his knees up to his ears, a grin of contentment on his face. Matt climbed on the bed between his legs.
Matt rammed into him so hard, Harvey's breath was forced out visibly. I had watched a number of men rough fuck other guys, but never with the energy with which Matt now attacked Harvey's ass. This was the loudest fuck I ever saw or heard. Tom groaned "Damn, that's hot and scary."
They cursed each other; they egged each other on. They spit in each other's faces and pulled so hard on the tit chains that I could see trickles of blood. Both men were moving their hips for maximum penetration. I sometimes got confused from their language as to which was the slave and which was the Master. Harvey was insulting Matt, and Matt was begging Harvey for more. It was WEIRD!
Tom was wiggling around on me, and I had to get him off my cock before I popped. "Do you want to try one of the tit clamps, buddy?" I whispered. "The beginner's model?"
"FUCK, YEAH!"
We realized that a marching band could pass through the room and those two would be oblivious. Matt HAD told me to use any toy I wanted. I also considered a paddle, but decided that the clamps were more than enough for a first time. I took the matched set of "baby" clamps, and then took one of the poppers inhalers off of Matt's end table, since I had left the one he had given me in the closet when I put the leathers on. I was surprised to learn that a glory hole partner had introduced Tom to poppers; he sniffed them greedily as I put the clamps on, but he watched me carefully. Then I sniffed as he did the same to me.
We lay next to each other, kissing, pulling on the chains, and stopping to take a sniff once and awhile. We didn't touch each other`s dicks at all.
After quite a few minutes, we could hear a change in the fucking across the room. We stopped and sat with our arms around each other, and watched as Matt rammed very strongly into Harvey, who, with a passionate yell, shot a load so massive, it actually hit the fucking twelve foot high ceiling! Even from across the room, we could see that although he was rammed totally into Harvey's wildly grabbing ass, cum was spurting out of it from around the plug of Matt's cock as he cursed in Vietnamese. I had heard him do that a few times when shooting a good load jerking off.
I expected them to stop. Harvey just cried our: "Make me your property, Master. Take me all the way. You KNOW what I need, Sir. I`m begging you, Master. Make me your Property for real."
They were not totally oblivious of us; they rearranged themselves so that we had a good view. Matt reached over and grabbed the can of Crisco, popping open the top. He scooped up a big glob of it and pushed it in Harvey's hot, cum dripping ass. He added more Crisco as he added more fingers.
When four of Matt's fingers were working into Harvey's hot ass while he was sniffing the poppers and screaming in joy, Tom said "Fuck sitting in the balcony - I want front row seats!" He dragged me to sit on the floor next to Matt's bed. Harvey turned and smiled at us. Matt winked at Tom, who shivered. He told me later he felt like Matt was telling him he was next, and at that point, wasn't too sure he wanted Matt to ever just plain fuck him, even though he had been hot for Matt's cock when we got to the room. Tom cuddled against me. It felt nice. I put my arm around the smaller jock.
We watched with open mouths as Matt's thumb folded in and entered, and then his whole hand slowly entered into Harvey's astonishingly stretched ass ring. He used more Crisco to grease up his wrist and forearm. Then his wrist entered, and the ring snapped around it.
Matt gave a cry of triumph; Harvey had tears in his eyes, but he moaned "MORE!" and for the next five minutes, Matt's forearm slowly sunk into Harvey's butt. Both men appeared to be in a trance. Matt moved his arm in and out. Finally, after about a half hour of this, Harvey muttered with regret, "Enough, Master. Enough for tonight. Enough for your Boy's first time."
The withdrawal took just about as long. Tom and I had both gotten soft; the entire thing was frightening and at the some time exciting. When Matt began the withdrawal, Tom got up to get us some beers. To our surprise, Matt barked, "Yeah, get us a couple, too, kid." They both sipped beer for five minutes as Matt's arm and hand slowly reappeared. Harvey seemed to have a little pain as the widest part of the hand was pulled out, but his soft cock shot out a spurt of clear goop so large that many young men would envy it as an orgasm, which ended up showered Tom and me. Matt used a big towel to wipe off his arm and hand.
Matt cuddled up behind Harvey, and slipped his now hard dick back into him slowly. They cuddled that way. Harvey murmured "Thank you far making me you Boy, Master. Forever Your Property!"
I wondered about that; I knew that Matt was commitment phobic. Skeptical, I asked "Matt, are you actually going to be lovers with him now? YOU? Master Matt 'I don't believe in relationships' Slater?"
It was Harvey who answered. "I am Master Matt's Property for as long as he wants to keep me, Ike. It was ME who wanted to be the Slave. I was the one who offered myself to him earlier tonight. Matt is still a free agent; I'm the one who gladly gives up my freedom. Master Matt can order me to have sex with any man, or he can tell me I am free to play on a night when he doesn't require me or want me. He can order me to periods of celibacy. I told Master Matt when I had my first talk with him that I fell for him the first time I saw him, but I believed his lies about Sheila, too. If I had known he was gay, but knew he wasn't into rough sex, I would gladly have been his lover and given up the rough stuff I've loved since I was 16. We got everything straightened out earlier, when I got back here from the Rusty Spike. I didn't even go to my room, just knocked on the door. I think Matt might have told you we had a long talk, and then he sent me away to rest, so he could think about my request; to be made be his Property. He had told me what he would do to mark me as his Property, and although being fist fucked was the one thing I have never let ANY man do to me before, I agreed to think about that as his condition. I even know that he has a vanilla date tomorrow night with his little fuck buddy downstairs, who I've also had vanilla sex with a few times, Ralph Williams."
Tom looked at me. "Williams? Is he a relative, Ike?"
Harvey said. "Why? Is your last name Williams, too, Ike?" I nodded. "So is mine. From Williams County?" I grinned. "Tom, are YOU from Williams County?
He shook his head. "Lincoln County. That's two counties over."
I laughed. "Ah, so you don't know that over a quarter of the population of this county, and a good portion of the folks in the surrounding counties, have the last name Williams? My three or four times great-grand father, Jeremiah Stockton Williams I, was the first settler of the county. One of his sons, Jeremiah II, founded our dear old Williams' College. The first Jeremiah was a horny old goat. He had a wife who he had ten sons and four daughters with, and after he fucked HER to death, he married a 16 year old girl when he was in his 60's, and had another seven sons and three daughters with her. He was 93 when he died. I'm descended from the second wife."
"But that's not all. He had two free black mistresses; the Williams family never kept slaves. And all their children, mostly sons, were named Williams. He had three or four white mistresses, and would support them and their bastards if they named their kids Williams. He even 'married' a Native American chief's daughter and had about a dozen Williams brats with HER. He also had a few one time bastards floating around with lonely widow ladies. So there are a lot of Williams in this county who I am only very distantly related to. His descendants by his bastards are as proud of him as his legitimate descendants."
Harvey laughed. "Jeremiah wasn't the only one to leave a trail of bastards. My family is descended from a bastard son of a son from his first marriage. Jeremiah II, who founded this college, actually. So Ike and I ain't even kissing cousins. Unless Master Matt orders me to kiss his ass?" He smirked and Matt swatted his ass. "I wouldn't play genealogy with Ralph, by the way. I tried it, and he got really upset. He finally admitted that HE himself is a bastard. Barely knew his old man, who is dead now." I nodded. "His brother goes here, too. He's his roommate, in fact, and also gay. I've never met him."
Matt said "I only met him really quick once. A big guy, nothing like Ralph at all. A bit of an asshole, I thought."
"So, are you keeping you date tomorrow night with my perhaps cousin downstairs, Matt?" I teased.
Harvey said "Actually, he might be closer related than we think. He could practically be your twin, now that I've seen you naked. Uh, except he has a slightly bigger dick. Slightly. And you are a bit hairier. A tiny bit. Other than that, you two could pass as brothers, perhaps even twins. He's about your age, too."
Matt said "He's right. I told you that I began fucking around with him because he looked just like you. The first time you and I had sex, I was astounded by how similar you both are. You even make similar noises during sex. You look more like his brother than his real brother does. So I bet you ARE cousins. Got any horny uncles who might have cheated on their wives?"
I shrugged. "My dad's family all died when he was very young. He was the sole survivor in his immediate family of the 1918 Spanish Flu epidemic. He was brought by up some cousins. He never knew very much about his immediate family. Or at least, he never really talked about them."
Harvey looked at me. "You can tell me to drop dead, but.."
"Yes, I DID use the past tense. Dad died when I was a junior in high school. But I was a late life child, so he was 60 when I was born and 76 when he died. I almost killed my mom when I was born, and she`s been in delicate health all my life, and still is going on 65. Now, can we stop talking about the Williams clan? Unless you have someone interesting to tell us about, Harvey? A gangster or a hero?"
He shook his head, laughing. Matt said. "I see no reason NOT to keep my date with Ralph, especially since his brother is away. Now, since my slave boy here has admitted to fucking my boyfriend," we all laughed, "I think I can persuade Ralph to have a three way. We HAVE discussed it in the past, and he would like to try one. So a man who he's already had sex with should be perfect. We'll just leave the real Slave Collar upstairs, Boy."
"Yes, Master."
"And it will be vanilla play, so you are free to play with me as an equal. Unless Ralph knows about your.. tastes?" Harvey shook his head. "Then we're equals with him. If he asks about the necklaces, we tell him we're a sort of couple, but not a strictly monogamous one. Which is basically the truth. I hereby give you permission to play with him if he wants, to avoid any kind of questions. His brother too, if he turns you on. But right now, they are the only men I`m giving you open permission to fuck with vanilla. Oh, and Ike, since he brought us together, and is right here."
I grinned. "Good, because I have a date tomorrow night who is kind of shy, and if I bring him back, I would like an empty room."
Matt sighed. "I already promised to make myself scarce, Ike. But now I promise to be gone until noon. OK?"
I laughed. "You'll probably be meeting him very soon. This is the other swim team member I was telling you I met. He's willing to meet another gay member of the team, too. It's just that, well, he's never gone on a date with a man before, and I sort of tricked him into this date, so I'd like to make it special for him, even if we don't fuck again. We had a great time at the glory holes, so I don't see why we shouldn't end up in bed." They laughed, and turned over to cuddle. Harvey's stretched asshole looked like a Tunnel of Love!
Matt and Harvey were soon dead to the world, wrapped in each other like lovers.
Finishing our beers, Tom dragged me back to bed. He wanted me to finish fucking him the bed. I smirked as I realized he was jealous of my date the next night! I made slow, deliberate love to him until he began to plead with me to fuck him harder. I rolled over, and told him "You take over. Sit on my pecker and fuck yourself as hard as you need it." He grinned as he began to bounce up and down. I bent forward and managed to catch most of his prick in my mouth, and he stopped as I began to suck on the head and some of the shaft.
It wasn't the best blow job either of us had ever been involved in, but the fact that it was going on while we were connected by my dick in his tight, grabbing ass made it HOT! I could feel the spasms of his orgasm start, and soon was drinking his load. He bounced up and down on me a few dozen times after I let his dick go, and I shot a load in his ass. After the night we had had, it was not a spectacular load, but it was a nice one.
We rearranged ourselves on the bed, and I slipped back into his ass as I grabbed his naked body to me. I whispered in his ear in an affectionate tone as I gave his ass a sharp slap. "You are a jealous fucking asshole, buddy-boy! Get this through your thick, stupid cute head, or I'll have to beat you up on campus: you will ALWAYS be my special buddy. It was sort of sweet to realize you got jealous hearing about my date tomorrow night. But tomorrow MORNING is when we have to start to convince the entire campus that although our faces look like shit, we are the best of buddies. It has to start at breakfast. So get a good night`s sleep, my special buddy." I kissed his ear as he sighed and tightened his ass muscles around my softening prick to let me know he got the message.
Inside I moaned. Another missed chance to hook up with the hot redhead I keep flirting with in the dining hall. One or the other of us is always with someone. Well, if I see him alone at breakfast, I'm inviting him over! Even if it causes Tom to have a jealous fit. I'll figure SOMETHING out.
I just HAD to meet that redhead from the dining room.
But that is another story.
This chapter of "The Glory Hole Sagas", and all previous chapters are:
Copyright 2006 , revised 2010 "Ike"
This story may not be sold, nor made part of any collection, without prior consent from the author who can be contacted at [email protected]
Note: With this chapter, I have run out of the original stories, and I will now be writing totally original material, so the adding of new chapters will slow down a bit. I have extensive notes on the way I plan for the way rest of the story will go, and it is planned through the rest of "Ike's" school year - and we've still in OCTOBER, guys!
以下是《Glory Hole Sagas》第十二章的中文翻译：
《光荣洞传奇》
第十二章
观看马特和哈维修成正果
第十二章
我们离开“锈钉酒吧”的地下室，找了张桌子坐下，在走之前喝最后一杯啤酒。我消耗了足够多的体力，可以在开车前再喝一杯。汤姆和我聊着这次冒险，我告诉了大家那个男人在黑暗走廊里跟我说的悄悄话，关于他那毁容的朋友，我光靠玩他的乳头就让他射了两次。我答应过要继续跟那个男人玩，并试着说服他，最终我是真的想在光亮中看见他。汤姆则为那个火辣的衣帽间服务员留在他口袋里的纸条兴奋不已——“求您了，给我打电话，先生！”上面有他的名字和电话。我们拿汤姆开了玩笑，说他有奴隶了。
我们坐着的时候，山姆提醒我，我曾答应把他介绍给我室友马特，那个同样沉迷粗野性爱、也打过越战的老兵。他想让我打电话回宿舍，看看今晚行不行，毕竟他老婆出城了。“你跟梅尔在最后一间房里还没搞够吗？”我叫了起来。最后一间房是个刑讯地牢，汤姆和我逃了出来，但梅尔和山姆进去了。
梅尔打了个冷颤。“那间房对我来说太过了。我们只是进去看了看。但说实话，我们也得了几个点子，只是大部分也同样把我吓出屎来了。我从来不知道有人会干那种事来爽。真正让我震惊的是，那些被折磨的家伙居然射得像喷泉！”
山姆说：“我服役的时候，去过几家那样的俱乐部。我在好些地方玩得挺开心，但从没干过比几样简单花样更多的事，比如拿鞭子抽个男人的屁股。除了有一次，我碰到另一个当兵的，也是个休假的军人，也穿着军装，要是我们俩都自由的话……”他耸了耸肩，看起来心碎不已。“那混蛋实在他妈的太辣了，我可能都会爱上他！可我们不是自由人，只是休假的士兵，所以我们只在一起度过了那一个热烈的夜晚，之后我再也没见过他。”他露出一个扭曲、悲伤的笑容。“但我还是他妈的经常梦到那个毛茸茸的小混蛋。”他停了一分钟，又耸耸肩。“那间 S&M 房是新的；我上次来的时候，那里是一堆沙发。多半是男人们休息的地方，好蓄足精力再去下一回合。小吧台也在后面。”
“我打给马特，但最好先警告你。他告诉过我，他偶尔也会在纽约去那种俱乐部，而且他在那里玩得相当疯狂。”
汤姆看起来很感兴趣。“你今晚要跟他们玩那些粗暴游戏吗？”
“我看不会。我跟马特玩过几样简单的，也挺喜欢，但我感觉山姆和马特想玩的程度，超出我能承受的范围了。怎么啦，兄弟？”
“呃……首先，我想跟你过夜，如果你不介意的话。我还从没跟男人在床上睡过一整夜，我想把我的第一次给你。”我朝他咧嘴一笑，点头同意了。“我可以骑在你鸡巴上，让他们去搞他们的，我只动到能保持我们俩都硬就行，等他们完事了，我们可以再自己搞。我想了解你们说的这种‘粗暴性爱’到底是什么……而且嘛，我挺喜欢你鸡巴在我屁股里的感觉，艾克，我也想感受一下你的嘴吸我鸡巴。”
我看了看梅尔，他表示要退出，因为第二天要上班。他们递给我一堆零钱，我找到了投币电话。马特在，但告诉我，多亏了我，他待会儿有一个火辣辣的约会了。“我？我到底做了啥给你搞来个约会？”
“你叫哈维过来找我聊啊，你这猛男。我听说了你今晚的奇遇。就是你去那家破锈钉酒吧，在哈维被一根超级大鸡巴操的时候玩了人家乳头的事。而且你还命令他来找我，来好好修理一顿。所以我叫他回自己房间去灌肠洗屁股，休息两个小时，这样他到我这儿来的时候精力充沛。老实说，我之前无聊，用了那根振动棒把自己蛋清空了一发，所以我也得歇歇。”
“我身边还带着个人。你介不介意他在我骑你鸡巴的时候在旁边看？”
“嘿，有观众看着我们搞他，会把我们俩都刺激得要命，所以把你的小玩具带过来吧，兄弟。”
“呃，我得先提醒你，我们今天早些时候打了一架，但现在没事了。等我们有空我再跟你解释。不过我们的脸都有点惨。嗯，他的基本上已经成了肉酱，但我听说我的眼睛可也青了好大一块。我打拳的时候总会来劲。这可是头一回我能操那个打输了的家伙。真他妈刺激，马特！”
“你是拳击手？我从来不知道，小子。”
“你不知道的事多着呢。比如我那已婚牛仔哥们山姆今晚特别想见你，想玩粗暴的。”
“嗯，那得等了。我今晚可不分享哈维。他今晚是我的玩具！我现在正处在攻的状态，所以你小心你那火辣屁股吧。”我挂电话时笑了起来。
我回到桌边，还没来得及说话，山姆就问我，我刚才在电话亭打电话时、坐在我们隔壁桌那个一直盯着我看的、穿着学校字母夹克的大块头猛男是谁。就是那个橄榄球队员，我在校园里几乎跟他打起来，就因为我对他不客气，而在后房里我把他支配住了，当场管他叫“我新他妈的马子”还说我“拥有他这运动员的骚穴”，以此来羞辱他。我把校园里跟他的冲突、以及今晚后房里发生的事告诉了三位。他们都用新生的敬意看着我，我觉得自己像是九英尺高。汤姆的手捏了捏我的膝盖。
“我最后看到他的时候，他被那对肌肉巨汉双胞胎用大鸡巴修理着呢。我当时不肯把子弹射在他屁股里，而是让一个随便的吸屌者在他面前给了我口交，还大声喊着那人的嘴比我那小杂种没用的屁股好多了，好让他听见这侮辱。操，我真希望他不是来寻仇打架的。今晚打一场架就够了，那可是个大家伙。我可能会输。”
山姆摇了摇头。“不，我觉得你不用担心这个，小子，因为从他这会儿看你的那种眼神来说，我觉得这头大麋鹿怕是爱上你了。或者至少他自以为是你的忠心性奴。要是那还不叫母牛眼，我就没见过母牛眼了。”另外两人也同意。
我呻吟了一声。“我又不是特别喜欢那家伙，尽管他屁股确实辣，而且凭他那敏感的乳头特别容易支配。我不得不承认他长得帅，可那混蛋在校园里傲慢得要死，我就非得在他那帮队友面前把他踩下去。我也得承认，能逼一个比我更高更壮的男人跪我，这事确实他妈辣。我连他该死的名字都不知道，我也不想知道！”
梅尔问我：“为什么？”
“因为那样他就变成一个真人了，而不是一堆我控制的人渣。我说了，他头一次跟我讲话就把我惹火了，我对他身为一个男人的评价仍然很低。什么样的人会走上来问一个陌生人，他能不能追你女朋友？嗯，他不是完全那么说的，但意思就是那样。就好像因为他是什么狗屁明星运动员，他就能把那个在汽车影院跟我上演活春宫的女人偷走似的。他应该从她抛开顾虑、把我拖进后座的那种方式上就知道，那不可能。南希差不多是我的了，只要我想要她。所以我猜这就是为什么他让我那么生气。现在我发现，我的怒气把他变成了一个骚穴娘们。”
“不，是把他变成了你的骚穴娘们。”汤姆咯咯地笑了。我笑着揍了他胳膊一拳。这确实搞笑。这个我受不了的家伙，看我的眼神好像我是他一生挚爱似的。“艾克，真奇怪。我知道我从没见过他，可他看起来真他妈眼熟。”
“汤姆，你在校园里见过这头大猩猩，他让你屁股发痒了。所以他才眼熟。”我们都笑了，但汤姆摇了摇头。我朝那个运动员望过去，他的脸顿时亮了。他站起来的时候，我朝他皱眉，指了指他的座位。他跌坐回椅子上，垂头丧气，小口喝着啤酒。
山姆非常渴望去见马特，但我不得不告诉他，马特有个火辣的约会，但愿意让汤姆和我旁观他们。这让汤姆兴奋起来，却让山姆很失望，他本来一直盼着过一个粗暴的夜晚。梅尔第二天要上班，所以不能请山姆去他的车库公寓玩“有趣的游戏”，但他很期待明晚的约会。
我突然有了个主意。“山姆，你今晚不想修理下我那又大又蠢的橄榄球运动员吗？你得记住保持控制，所以别吸他的鸡巴，别让他未经许可就射……”
“艾克，我对这些事可比你懂得多一点。我可以做个完全的攻，等我修理完那个小杂种，他就能完全替你破身了。我会让他明白，你把他借给了我；你才是老大。我甚至会让他明白，你才是我的他妈的老大。而且，操，他当然火辣。你打算怎么做？”
“嗯，是时候看看我对那个混球到底有多大控制了。”我朝我的“奴隶”瞪了一眼，朝他弹了下手指，指着我脚边的地板。他笑着冲了过来。“谁让你站起来了，垃圾？给你的主人跪下！”他脸涨得通红，双手攥成了拳头，但还是一下子跪了下去，低下了头。周围几个蓝领工人窃笑起来，大声议论着那个基佬橄榄球队员。
“对不起，艾克。”
我狠狠扇了他一巴掌。“我没准你叫我的名字，混球，除非我问你问题，我一个字也不想听你说。最重要的是，我一点都不想知道你他妈的叫什么。我给你起个新名字。就叫……”我想了想。“精液垃圾桶（Cum Dump）。你的新名字是精液垃圾桶。以后我在公共场合跟你说话，就这么叫你，所以注意你的举止，精液垃圾桶。听明白了吗，混球？”
“是，先生。我是精液垃圾桶，精液垃圾桶在公开场合不该跟他的主人说话。”他用祈求的眼神看着我。我知道自己接下来要做的事挺残忍的。我有点不好受，但更多时候我觉得自己像个巨人。
“你是我的娘们小子吗，精液垃圾桶？你是不是我的全部财产？你会不会遵守我的每一道命令？”
“是，先生。我是你全部的娘们小子；你全部的所有物。你想对我做什么都行，只要你肯留着我，主人。”
“那我有一件考验你忠诚和服从的事要你做，精液垃圾桶。山姆主人今晚需要件玩具。我现在用不着你这没用的屁股，可山姆主人莫名其妙地想要你。”我有种感觉，有人在看我。我一抬头，看见布伦纳先生——我的击剑老师、未来的击剑教练——站在几英尺外，手里拿着一大杯啤酒，惊讶又带着些许兴趣地瞪着我。
“是，主人。您命令我去伺候谁，我就去伺候谁。”他听起来很失望。“您说什么是什么，只要您肯让我做您的奴隶，主人。”天哪，我这是给自己揽上什么了？我等于承诺了将来要跟这个叫精液垃圾桶的蠢货有某种往来。
“从明天开始，精液垃圾桶，我要你的屁股穴时刻保持剃光、灌洗好、抹好油。要是我在校园里看见你，我可能随时决定用你的穴来倒一发精液。你必须服从。你唯一的借口是校队训练。我刚加入了击剑队，所以我相信我的教练会因为错过训练而对我发火。不过，如果我想用你的时候你正好有训练，我回头会惩罚你。”我抬眼看向布伦纳，咧嘴一笑。他朝我竖了竖大拇指，这可是我头一次真正确认要加入击剑队。我看见他看了看梅尔，然后又看了看其他人。然后他离开了，经过时故意把精液垃圾桶撞翻在地，并朝我得意的咧嘴一笑，对我眨了眨眼。
精液垃圾桶重新跪好。我命令精液垃圾桶坐到角落的地板上，等我们走，他服从了，看起来像个失落的孩子。我的朋友们悄悄告诉我，他们对我多么佩服。
梅尔倒是真装满了——不止一种意思。他在楼下被十五根鸡巴操过屁股，这是他个人的最高纪录，他还给九个男人吸了屌。
“我最喜欢的，就是那个你俩肯定都认识的猛男，那个故意把精液垃圾桶撞倒、还朝你使眼色的家伙。那个火辣英俊的家伙到底是谁，我怎么才能把他那根大鸡巴再弄回来操我屁股？那家伙持久力真强！”
既然梅尔知道我跟我的英语老师杰夫·汉密尔顿有一腿，我觉得没必要给他的身分保密，却忘了汤姆操布伦纳先生的时候，那位猛男正在操梅尔。
“那是我未来的击剑教练，布伦纳先生，梅尔。辣吧？山姆和我可喜欢跟他上击剑课了。”
汤姆被啤酒呛到了。“我操了一个教练？想不到吧！他就要当你他妈的教练了？我现在就去报击剑课！明天就去！”
梅尔也喝了很多酒，所以我主动提出送他回家。于是我让我们这一伙人站起来朝门口走去。我叫山姆去收他的玩具，而且态度要严厉些。
山姆揪了他耳朵一下，并用精液垃圾桶自己的皮带临时做了条狗绳拴着他。我几乎为那混球感到有点难过。差不多吧。山姆提醒他，没对他说话前要保持安静。
梅尔很喜欢我的老车，加入了我和山姆的队伍，承诺帮我完成我老爸去世后尚待完成的老爷车修复工程。汤姆对车一窍不通，但自告奋勇当跑腿的。精液垃圾桶看起来也想帮忙，但我不理他。我和他牵扯越少越好。我计划操他屁股穴的唯一场合，就是如果他也正好在茶室里。那样我会再次当众羞辱他。我也许会把他从队友身边拖走操一顿，让他自己去想办法跟队友解释，为什么他像条小狗一样跟着我。还有为什么他屁股上滴着精斑，因为我会确保在我放他走之前，有十来个男人往他屁股里灌过子弹。
梅尔家的房子大得出奇，我们都吃了一惊，直到他笑着承认，他其实拥有他祖父创办的那家建筑公司。他从十四岁起就靠兼职一路干到高中毕业，至今仍在工地上干活，这让他赢得了手下工人的忠诚。他的工人里很多都是双性恋或同性恋，这使得工地在休息时间里常常发生些有趣的事。梅尔和山姆交换了足足五分钟的口水，互相把对方的乳头弄得好痛，为明晚的约会预热。精液垃圾桶坐在那儿，一脸可怜相，他自己的皮带还紧紧勒在脖子上。
我开车送山姆回家。他们下车后，我抓住精液垃圾桶的蛋蛋，捏到他露出痛苦表情。“记住了，你这废物。你是暂时借给我最好的哥们的。要是他告诉我你搞砸了，你麻烦就大了。作为惩罚，我会把你甩了。要是你不能完全取悦山姆主人，你就再也别想跟我做爱，精液垃圾桶！”
没等他回答，我发动车子就开走了。我和汤姆朝学院驶去，一路拿精液垃圾桶开玩笑，但汤姆仍然坚持说他长得像个他认识的人。
马特正在等他的奴隶。他穿着他的皮背心和皮制护裆带，帽子放在床上，我们进去时他基本上全裸着，而且硬着。他戴了一个鸡巴环和蛋蛋分离器，胸前挂着一副乳头夹，比哈维——我在后房里碰见的那个皮衣猛男，他很快就来了——戴过的那副大得多，上面连着一条粗链子，他书桌上还放着好些“玩具”。这一切让汤姆看得目瞪口呆。这些东西我几天前就见识过了，所以还能保持镇定。汤姆只是挂着舌头傻盯着看。马特的大行李箱开着，我们能看见他剩下的那些“玩具”也随时可用。
我替他们介绍了彼此，马特吻了汤姆，一边捏着他屁股。我咧嘴一笑，汤姆开始玩弄马特硬邦邦的鸡巴和蛋蛋。
我拍了拍马特的手。“今晚我给你弄了个火辣玩具，吸屌的。汤姆是我的约会对象，我要给他留下个好印象。我有这个荣幸，做他头一个在床上跟男人做爱、并陪他睡一整夜的男人。”
汤姆转向我。“真的？你想让我陪你过夜？”他看起来就像个五岁小孩在圣诞节那天。一个刚被暴打了一顿却幸福得要死的五岁小孩。我给了他一个深吻作为回答。“现在，马特，给汤姆解释一下有些玩具，他对这些完全陌生。我得去拉个屎。还有，不准碰我的玩具，哥们！”我走进厕所时朝马特眨了眨眼，但留着门开着，一边听他们解释。
我全裸着回到房间，发现汤姆也脱光了，正努力想把一根小号的肛塞塞进自己屁股里。“马特，帮帮这可怜的孩子，别让他脖子给折了。这玩意儿只留那儿，直到你约会对象到就行。”马特帮了忙，然后给自己戴上了一个带蛋蛋分离器的鸡巴环，朝我坏笑着扔过来一套带钉子的。
马特说：“现在，我得跟你说点事。哈维是从锈钉酒吧直接过来的，你来告诉我他是基佬而且喜欢粗暴性爱之后我就知道了。我之所以让他回房间待一段时间，其中一个原因是，我们好好聊了一场，关于彼此想从这种关系中要什么。哈维提了一个我需要时间考虑的要求。而我也告诉他，我有个条件，他也必须考虑清楚。看起来，哈维从高中起就沉迷粗暴性爱，他从认识我的第一天就对我着迷。但他一直以为我是个纯直男陆军老兵，所以他甚至从没提出要帮我解决需求，怕我会把他揍出屎来，然后跟所有人说他是基佬。现在他知道了我是同性恋，而且还喜好粗暴性爱，他请求我让他做我的奴隶，我的私人财产。他对这个请求是认真的。他想成为我的财产，任我使用、虐待、差遣。我不得不考虑一下。我决定加上一个条件，看看他是不是真的愿意做任何事来取悦我。等他到了，我就知道他愿不愿意了。而且，即使我在他脖子上套上奴隶项圈之后，他也会求我让他做我的奴隶。问题在于，我自己还没想好，要不要他做我永久的私人财产。”他点了支大麻烟坐到床上，看着自己的一些玩具。
汤姆坐在我的床上，我们相拥着分享一支大麻，他简直置身天堂，那根肛塞牢牢地嵌在他屁股里。“我还从来没跟男人相拥过，艾克。”
“那跟男人亲热呢？”他摇了摇头。我们倒是接过吻，但时间都很短。接下来十分钟，我们都在卿卿我我，接吻，互相抚摸胸膛，但没有玩乳头。马特坐在那儿抽着大麻，看我们。
“哈维应该快到了，艾克。你不如把你那套生日礼物行头穿上，让他彻底心跳停止。我也有几件东西可以让汤姆穿。”
我换上了那套装束，汤姆眼睛瞪得像碟子，鸡巴滴着水。我可不是个会浪费男人精华的人；我把他的龟头舔了个干净，马特则给他戴上一顶皮帽、套上一件皮背心。
“嘿，汤米，你看起来真辣，我差点要以为你是个爷们了！”我逗他道。他狠狠揍了我胳膊一拳。他可能打架不行，但绝不是个软蛋。我明早又要多块淤青了。
有人敲门。我一边把肛塞从汤姆屁股里慢慢抽出来，他不停呻吟。我不确定那是失望、快乐还是疼痛。我拍了拍他那可爱的屁股，站起来，把手背到身后。“汤姆，请开门。如果哈维戴着带链子的乳头夹，进门之前先狠狠拽一下。等他进来后，再狠狠扇他屁股一巴掌。咱们让他彻底搞不清状况。”
汤姆照我说的做了。哈维果然戴着乳头夹；敢这副打扮走在宿舍走廊里，胆子还真不小。皮衣是一回事；大家都知道他是个玩机车的。但赤着胸、戴着乳头夹，再配上露出光屁股的皮护裆和护裆袋，这对这层楼来说可就是公开宣言了。然后我才注意到，他一只手里拖着件大浴袍搭在身后。他也不是十足的傻瓜，不会让人知道我们也是基佬。他另一只手里还拿着一罐 Crisco 起酥油，这让我不解。但马特看到后点了点头，自顾自地笑了笑。
哈维走进来时，被一个陌生的年轻男人轻微地虐待他火辣的身体搞得彻底糊涂了，但还是服从了马特的命令跪下来，汤姆这时关上门锁好，回到我身边。“我请了艾克和他哥们汤姆来观看你的屈辱，人渣。”
“是，马特主人。谢谢您，马特主人，接受了我。我渴望您好久了，主人。”他用膝盖爬到马特面前，把那罐 Crisco 像献宝似的递给他。马特随手把它扔在床上，哈维看起来垂头丧气了。
“准备好今晚做我的奴隶了吗，人渣？”马特用军队的方式朝他吼道。
“先生，是，先生！准备好，愿意，并且有能力。今晚，永远。”
马特狠狠反手一巴掌扇得他瘫倒在地板上。“我问的是一个简单问题，废物。我不需要多余的回答。把那护裆袋解开，让我们大家都看看你那可怜的小奴隶鸡巴。”
哈维跪起来，把那块皮革从他皮护裆上解了下来。他有一根大小不错的未割包皮的鸡巴，以及被蛋蛋分离器分开的一对硕大睾丸。一点也不可怜，但我理解羞辱他的必要。“现在，给我四肢着地爬过来，把我的靴子舔干净，人渣。”
我和汤姆目瞪口呆地看着哈维爬过去，用舌头舔那双脏兮兮的机车靴。他的眼睛一直盯着马特的脸。我以为马特会惩罚他，但他反而凝视着奴隶的眼睛。马特用另一只脚轻轻拨弄哈维的蛋蛋。
马特弯下腰，检查了哈维胸脯上那副非常重的乳头夹。当他推开背心时，我看到那副夹子比他在锈钉酒吧戴过的还要大。“好了，混球。在我玩具箱里，你会找到跟你戴的一模一样的乳头夹。我需要我的奴隶知道，我自己也受得住我所施加的东西，而这些分档式的乳头夹是个很好的证明方法。去拿过来吧，小子。”
“要我同时把奴隶项圈也拿过来吗，主人？”他转过身正要往大行李箱爬。
马特狠狠一脚踢在他屁股上，踢得他飞扑出去。他那光裸的屁股上留下了一个鲜红的印子。“等你赢得了奴隶项圈，我会给你戴上一个。到目前为止，我只看到了一个训练极差的白痴，管不住自己的嘴，也不懂什么叫尊重。盯着你主人的脸看！连一个像艾克这样本周才开始跟男人搞的新手都比你懂规矩！”哈维吃惊地朝我瞥了一眼。我正在拧汤姆的乳头，他疼得龇牙咧嘴。哈维看到我点头确认评论时，惊讶地挑了挑眉毛。
“对不起，主人。我知道我太心急了。”他把乳头夹举起来递给马特。
“给我戴上，而且比你戴的再紧一档，你这意志软弱的人渣吸屌货。”
我看到哈维的鸡巴在脏话中跳了一下。他爱死这个了。他照做了，马特则深深吸了一口 poppers。哈维没看见马特脸上的龇牙。当他被命令抬头时，只看到一个乳头夹比自己夹得更紧、笑意盈盈的主人。他看起来很佩服。
马特站了起来，他那根滴着前列腺液的硬鸡巴距哈维那张痴迷的脸只有咫尺。他抓住奴隶的头，用龟头在他嘴唇上涂抹。“张开你那吸屌的嘴，吸屌的。”哈维张开了嘴。“舔我的龟头，人渣。”
哈维乖乖照做了好一会儿，足足好几分钟。马特闭着眼享受着快感，专注于控制自己的反应。然后他抬起双手，缓缓移到哈维头后。他猛地一夹奴隶的后脑勺，同时把鸡巴深深捅进奴隶的喉咙，弄得他一阵干呕。他开始猛烈操哈维的喉咙，根本不给适应的时间，奴隶一面干呕不停，马特一面破口大骂：“你这个没用的废物！你这烂吸屌的！你吸起屌来跟个觉得性很肮脏的处女一样。来吧，人渣，好好吸我他妈的鸡巴，证明你有资格做我的奴隶！”
汤姆如沸水翻腾。他拿起凡士林罐给我的鸡巴涂上油，然后面对面一坐到底，面向着这场好戏。我双手搂住他，一边啃咬他的脖子和耳朵，他则在我身上慢慢磨动。刚好能让我保持硬着，但又不至于让我太快缴械。
马特停止了深喉操脸，松开了哈维的头，于是奴隶开始给他好好口交。从我们坐的地方看，那似乎是个很棒的口交。马特还是一边虐待他的玩具一边扔脏话，但他的呼吸粗重。这口活确实把他吸到快不行了。
他揪住哈维的头，又开始了深喉操脸。我得为哈维说句公道话，这男人几乎没什么咽呕反射，虽然他后来告诉我，要是他知道噎住会让主人兴奋，他到四寸深就开始扮干呕了。这时脏话变得没那么创意了，马特的屁股狠狠捣着奴隶的脸。马特射精的时候通常很大声，所以当我惊讶地看到他咬紧牙关、几乎没发出声音，就把一发精液喂进哈维嘴里时，相当意外。哈维迫不及待地开始射出他那股精液，这时马特的鸡巴还深深插在他喉咙里。马特是个好主人。他先把一股精液射进奴隶喉咙里，然后拔出来，让剩下的落在他舌面上。
“嗯，勉强还行吧。”马特喘着气说道。两人都心知肚明，这次好极了。马特坐到椅子上，他下一步举动让我大吃一惊。虽然他抽大麻，但我们做室友的头一周，几乎因为我在房间里抽烟而打了架，因为他是游泳的。现在他竟非常熟练、随随便便地点起了一支又大又粗的雪茄。老天，他穿着那身皮衣、叼着那根雪茄，看起来真他妈的辣。
他低头看着自己的靴尖，看见哈维刚才射出来的一泡精液留在那儿。我从马特收藏的书里知道，唯一允许奴隶不经许可就射精的特殊情况，是他嘴里塞满了鸡巴或堵嘴物，无法开口请求许可。而哈维纯粹是在马特射进他嘴里时就射了，所以这其实有点算是对主人的一种恭维。
马特朝他的奴隶喷了一口烟。“你的控制力很差，小子。如果我留着你，我们得练练。爬过来，把你的脏东西舔干净，基佬。”那急切的奴隶眨眼就爬了过去，马特一边往他脸上喷烟，他一边把精液舔了个干干净净。
舔完后马特揪住他的下巴，抬起他的脸，啐在他脸上，但他眼睛都没眨一下。他就那么跪着，口水顺着脸颊往下流。马特点了点头。“你赢得了一个临时奴隶项圈，狗屎脑袋。”他从书桌上捡起一条轻质皮狗项圈，扣在了哈维脖子上。
“谢谢您，主人。”
汤姆呻吟起来。“哇，这场子也太他妈的辣了。”他突然在我身上弹动得太剧烈，让我不得不住他。
我悄声说：“还没完呢。不过我从来没见过马特抽烟。他一定把这当成很特别的事了。但你说得对，真辣。”
“把我的靴子脱了，奴隶小子。”他照做了。“现在，膜拜我的脚。吮舔我汗津津的脚丫和脚趾。”哈维彻底沦陷了。马特朝我咧嘴一笑。凭经验我知道，这种调调没几下就能让马特再次一柱擎天。我还知道他更疯狂地迷上别的什么玩法。
果然几分钟后他就命令奴隶去做了。马特站了起来，弯下身趴在书桌上，屁股高高撅起。“好好吃老子的屁眼。给我卖力些，你这无用的臭狗屎！”我猜哈维这种死忠的奴隶肯定是个吃屁眼的高手，不久，马特那张英俊的脸就布满笑意了，但他还是咆哮着：“你就这点本事吗，你这没用的垃圾？”我猜他肯定有本事，因为没过一会儿，马特的鸡巴就滴出了前列腺液来。
他大摇大摆地走回椅子，叼着雪茄坐下来，双腿大张，命令道：“把老子汗津津的蛋蛋给清理干净，操脸货！”哈维立刻用他天赋异禀的舌头大干起来，汤姆也开始用他屁眼的肌肉来对付我的鸡巴。
“起立！”哈维照做了，马特抓住连接哈维乳头的链子猛绞，直到哈维疼得跪倒在地，大声求饶。整整一分钟后他才得到宽恕，一边呜咽，一边鸡巴喷出一股前列腺液滴在马特脚上。
马特命令他舔干净，然后叫他自己去挑一块拍板来受罚，由他自己选哪一块。汤姆这么长时间一直偎在我怀里，这会儿把我的头拉向前，开始热情地啃咬我的耳朵。哈维选了一块厚重的木制拍板，上面有钻孔。马特给我展示他的收藏时告诉过我，这是他那堆拍板里第二疼的，他只让那些真正让他动心的男人才用它来拍他。最疼的那块他只用过在别人身上；他从来不敢让一个男人真正狠抽他，除了刚到手那次，也不过是快速挨了几下，就疼得他满地爬着求饶。就是大一那个送他这块拍板的“主人”用过一次。我现在穿的这套装束，原本就是马特给他买的。
我紧紧搂住汤姆。我把自己知道关于那块拍板的事悄悄告诉他。他呻吟了一声。
汤姆收紧屁股肌肉，骑在我的鸡巴上，心满意足地叹着气。天哪，这家伙真是爱死屁股里插根鸡巴的感觉了！或者说，只是我的鸡巴？我在后房里几乎没跟他待在一起，所以没看见他到底是被操了很多次，还是只吸了鸡巴。我唯一真正注意到他的时候，是他在操我未来的教练。
哈维结结实实挨了十下那块拍板，他一下一下数着，每挨一下都感谢马特。歇了一会儿后，他又挨了五下，直到他开口求马特停手。他直视着马特的眼睛说：“我自己也有同一块拍板，主人。从来没有哪个男人强迫我挨过十下以上，主人。”
马特俯身揪住奴隶的头。他给了哈维一个深吻，一边拧着乳头链子。“明天，我们做到二十下，小子。”
马特喉咙一动，说道：“是，主人。您怎么说怎么好，主人。”然后咧嘴一笑。“如果那是您的愿望，二十下棒极了。”
接下来，马特命令他给自己屁眼涂上油。我们看着哈维躺在床上，把一根接一根涂满油的手指塞进自己屁股，直到五根手指全进去。两个男人互相凝视着彼此。
汤姆悄声说：“怎么回事？他们怎么这么互相盯着？”
“我要知道就见鬼了，但我们马上就能搞清楚了。嘘。”
马特说：“那么，你仍然想让我把你变成我的财产，小子？你知道我要怎样做才能让你变成 我的人吗？记住，如果我们走到那步，你将永远是我的奴隶，或者我们以后就只玩寻常性爱。”
“我确定，主人。我带着这罐 Crisco 走进这个房间时就确定了。”
汤姆小声问：“那罐 Crisco 跟这有什么关系？”
“我一点头绪都没有。”我答道。“但我想我们马上就会知道了。”他兴奋地在我鸡巴上颠了几下，我不得不住他，不然我就要射了。
哈维跪了下来。“我是您的财产，主人。只要您肯要我。我完全明白，我会跟许多别的男人分享您。”
马特平静地问道：“你以前做过别人的财产吗？”
“没有，主人。您是我遇见的第一个让我想要归属的男人。您是我一直想要归属的那个男人。从我第一天见到您起。”
“那么我接受你做我的财产。”马特命令哈维跪下，然后伸手到书桌上，拿起几样东西。一个是很沉的、带金属钉的皮质狗项圈，就是那个“奴隶项圈”。他把那条轻质的解下来，将这条围在哈维脖子上。“这是你与我在一起时臣服的标志。保管好它。”
“我会的，主人。谢谢您，主人。”他弯腰亲吻了马特赤裸的双脚。
接着，马特手里拿着一条粗链子，第一眼看起来像钢的，但从光泽上我才发现是银的。他把链子挂在奴隶脖子上。“现在我要把你永远封为我的财产，正如你恳求我的那样。”他取了一把小小的银锁，把链子锁在他脖子上，松得可以藏在衬衫领子下面，但又紧得他取不下来。看起来就像件很阳刚的首饰。他把钥匙从锁上拔下来，走到他裤子边，扣在了自己的钥匙环上。
他回到奴隶身边，抬起他的下巴，让他直视着自己的脸。“我还想再进一步，奴隶哈维。我要做一个象征，把我也与你绑定在一起，做你的主人。”他把一条看起来一模一样的链子套在了自己脖子上。搭扣是一个大大的银钥匙形状。显然，他可以随意取下来，但这依然是个动人的姿态。“站起来，为我扣上链子，奴隶。让我成为你的主人。”
哈维站起来，随着清脆的一声“咔嗒”，扣上了链子。马特揪住他的头，给了他一个深深的吻，然后一巴掌把他扇倒在床上。哈维仰面躺下，把膝盖拉到耳朵边，脸上浮现出心满意足的笑容。马特爬上床，置身于他双腿之间。
马特猛地捅了进去，力道之大，肉眼都能看见哈维被顶出一口气来。我见过不少男人粗暴地操别的男人，但从来没见过像马特此刻攻击哈维屁股时这般的精力。这是我见过或听过的最响亮的操穴。汤姆呻吟着：“操，这又辣又吓人。”
他们对骂着；他们互相鼓着劲。他们往彼此脸上啐唾沫，拼命扯乳头链子到我都能看见丝丝血痕。两人都拼命挺动屁股以求最大程度的深入。有时候，从他们的言语中，我根本分不清谁才是奴隶，谁才是主人。哈维在辱骂马特，而马特在求哈维再狠点。太他妈邪门了！
汤姆在我身上扭来扭去，我不得不让他从我鸡巴上下来，以免我立刻爆发。“你想试试一副乳头夹吗，兄弟？”我悄声说，“入门款那种？”
“操，死都要试！”
我们意识到，就是一支军乐团从房间穿过，那两个人也浑然不觉。马特也确实告诉过我，任何玩具我随便用。我也考虑过拍板，但还是觉得对他来说头一次用乳头夹就足够他受的了。我取出了那套配对的“婴儿级”乳头夹，又从马特的床头柜上拿了一个 poppers 吸瓶，因为我把马特送我的那瓶拉在衣柜里了，换上皮装时没带。我惊讶地得知，汤姆已经在寻欢洞里被一个性伴介绍过 poppers 了；我给他夹上夹子时，他贪婪地吸着，但眼睛还是紧盯着我的动作。等我也夹好之后，他同样给我吸了一口。
我们并排躺着，接着吻，扯着对方的链子，偶尔停下来吸一口。我们完全没碰对方的鸡巴。
过了很久很久，我们听到房间对面那场操的声音变了。我们停了下来，互相搂着坐起，看着马特异常猛烈地往哈维体内冲刺，而哈维激情地嚎叫一声，射出了一股如此汹涌的精液，竟然直接打到了那十二英尺高的天花板上！即使在房间这头，我们也能看见，马特虽然完全插进了哈维那疯狂抽搐的屁眼里，但在他用越南语爆着粗口的时候，他自己的精液也从哈维被鸡巴撑开的屁眼周围喷溅出来。他在打飞机爽射的时候，我以前也听到他这样骂过几次。
我以为他们会停下来。但哈维只是大喊道：“让我成为您的财产，主人。彻底地拿走我。您知道我需要什么的，先生。我求您了，主人。真正把我变成您的财产吧。”
他们并非完全没有注意到我们；他们调整了下姿势，好让我们看得更清楚。马特够过手抓起那罐 Crisco，弹开了盖子。他挖了一大坨，推进哈维那火热、滴着精液的屁股里。他一边加更多 Crisco，一边塞进更多根手指。
当马特四根手指在哈维的火热屁眼里捣弄时，那奴隶一边吸着 poppers，一边乐得嗷嗷直叫，汤姆说：“去他妈的山顶包厢——我要前排座位！”他把我拽到地上，紧挨着马特的床边坐下。哈维转过头朝我们微笑。马特朝汤姆眨了眨眼，汤姆打了个哆嗦。他后来告诉我，他当时觉得马特在看他的眼神，就好像在告诉他下一个就是他，而到了那一刻，他并不是很确定自己还想不想让马特 单纯地操他，尽管他刚到房间时对马特的鸡巴馋得不行。汤姆紧偎着我。那感觉很好。我伸手搂住这个矮个子运动员。
我们目瞪口呆地看着马特的大拇指也合拢塞入，然后整只手缓缓没入了哈维那被撑开到惊人的屁眼。马特又用更多 Crisco 给手腕和前臂涂上油。接着，手腕也进去了，哈维的肛门环箍住了它。
马特发出胜利的宣告；哈维眼里噙着泪，但他呻吟着：“再深！”接下来五分钟，马特的前臂慢慢地陷进哈维的屁股里。两个男人都像进入了恍惚状态。马特来来回回抽送着他的手臂。最终，大概过了半小时，哈维才遗憾地咕哝道：“够了，主人。今晚够了。您的小子的第一次够了。”
退出来的过程差不多同样漫长。我和汤姆都已经软了；整个过程既吓人又同时无比刺激。马特开始往外退时，汤姆起身去给我们拿了些啤酒。出乎意料的是，马特吼道：“对，给我们也来几罐，小子。”马特的手臂和手掌慢慢重现的过程中，他们俩啜着啤酒歇了五分钟。哈维似乎在最宽处拔出来时有些疼痛，但他那根软着的鸡巴喷出一大股清澈的黏液，量大到许多年轻男人都会羡慕那是一回高潮，结果喷了我和汤姆一脸。马特用一条大毛巾擦干了手臂和手。
马特依偎在哈维身后，把他又硬起来的鸡巴慢慢地重新滑进哈维体内。他们就这样相拥着。哈维喃喃道：“谢谢您把我变成您的小子，主人。永远是您的财产！”
我心里有些疑虑；我知道马特对承诺是很害怕的。我怀疑地问：“马特，你这是要跟他当真做恋人了吗？你？马特·‘我不信什么恋爱关系’·斯莱特主人？”
接话的是哈维。“只要马特主人想要我，我就是他的财产，艾克。要当奴隶的人是我。今晚早些时候主动把自己献给他的是我。马特仍然是个自由人；而我是那个甘愿放弃自己自由的人。马特主人可以命令我跟任何男人做爱，也可以告诉我在他不需要或不想要我的晚上，我可以自由去玩。他可以命令我禁欲。我头一次跟马特主人谈话时就告诉了他，我从见到他的第一天就喜欢上他了，但我也信了他关于希拉的那些谎话。如果我早知道他是同性恋，哪怕我不知道他也喜欢粗暴性爱，我也会很乐意做他的恋人，哪怕要放弃我从十六岁起就爱上的那些粗暴玩意儿。我们刚才已经把一切都说开了，就是在从锈钉酒吧回来的路上。我甚至没回自己房间，直接来敲他门了。我想马特可能告诉过你们，我们好好谈了一场，然后他让我走，说他要考虑一下我的请求——让我成为他的财产。他告诉了我，他会用什么方式把我标记成他的财产，而尽管被拳交是我至今没让任何男人对我做过的事，我还是同意考虑这作为他的条件。我甚至也知道他明晚跟楼下那位小炮友有个寻常约会，我也跟他玩过几次寻常性爱，叫拉尔夫·威廉姆斯。”
汤姆看着我。“威廉姆斯？是亲戚吗，艾克？”
哈维说：“怎么？你也姓威廉姆斯吗，艾克？”我点了点头。“我也是。从威廉姆斯县来的吧？”我咧嘴一笑。“汤姆，你也是威廉姆斯县的吗？”
他摇了摇头。“林肯县。在隔壁。”我大笑起来。
“啊，那你可不知道，这个县超过四分之一的人口，还有周边好几个县的好多人，都姓威廉姆斯吧？我的曾曾曾祖父，耶利米·斯托克顿·威廉姆斯一世，是这个县最早的定居者。他的一个儿子耶利米二世，创立了我们亲爱的威廉姆斯学院。老耶利米一世可是个老色鬼。他有个老婆，给他生了十个儿子和四个女儿，等他把人家日死后，六十多岁又娶了个十六岁的姑娘，跟她又生了七个儿子三个女儿。他死时九十三岁。我是他第二任妻子的后代。”
“但这还不是全部。他还有两个自由身份的黑人情妇；威廉姆斯家从来不用奴隶。而她们所有的孩子，大多数是儿子，都姓了威廉姆斯。他还有三四个白人情妇，只要她们让孩子姓威廉姆斯，他就出钱养活她们和私生子。他甚至‘娶’了一个印第安酋长的女儿，跟她又生了大约一打小威廉姆斯杂种。他还到处给那些孤独寡妇留下些一次性的私生子。所以这县里好多姓威廉姆斯的，跟我只是非常非常远的远亲。他的私生子后代对他的骄傲，跟婚生后代一样。”
哈维笑道：“耶利米可不是唯一留下一堆私生子的。我家就是他那头婚老婆一个儿子的私生子后裔。也就是创建这所学院的那个耶利米二世。所以说，我跟艾克连可亲吻的表亲都算不上。除非马特主人命令我亲他的屁股？”他得意地一笑，马特扇了他屁股一下。“顺便说一句，我不建议你跟拉尔夫攀亲戚。我曾经试过，结果他非常不高兴。最后他承认说，他自己就是个私生子。几乎不认识他老子，如今也已经死了。”我点点头。“他哥哥也在这儿念书。事实上是他室友，也是基佬。我从来没遇见过他。”
马特说：“我只匆匆见过他一次。一个大个子，跟拉尔夫一点也不像。我觉得，有点像个混球。”
“那你明晚还跟我们楼下那位很可能是堂兄弟的家伙约会吗，马特？”我逗他道。
哈维说：“说实话，他可能比我们想的还要近亲。既然现在你裸着身子我看过了，他简直就像是你的双胞胎。呃，除了他的鸡巴比你大一点点。真的就一点点。还有你体毛比他多一点。也是一点点。除此之外，你俩完全能冒充兄弟，甚至是双胞胎。他年龄也跟你差不多。”
马特说：“他说得对。我告诉过你，我跟他开始乱搞，就是因为他长得像你。我和你头一次做爱时，我就惊讶你们俩怎么会那么像。连做爱时发出的声音都差不多。你看起来比他的亲兄弟更像他兄弟。所以我敢打赌你们就是堂表亲。你有没有哪个好色的叔叔可能出轨了？”
我耸耸肩。“我爸爸那边的家人都在他很年轻时就死光了。他是他直系亲属里在 1918 年西班牙流感中的唯一幸存者。他是由几个表亲抚养长大的，所以他对自己的直系亲属从来不太了解。或者说，他从来不提他们。”
哈维看着我。“你可以叫我滚开，但是……”
“是的，我刚才用了过去式。我爸在我高二那年去世了。但我是他晚年生的小孩，所以他生我时都六十了，死时七十六。我差点在出生时害死了我妈，她这一辈子身体都很虚弱，如今都六十五了还这样。好了，我们能别再谈威廉姆斯家族了吗？除非你有什么有趣的人要跟我们讲，哈维？比如一个黑帮或者一个英雄？”
他摇着头笑了起来。马特说：“我看没什么理由不去跟拉尔夫约会，尤其是他哥又不在家。既然现在我的奴隶亲口承认搞了我的男朋友……”我们都哄堂大笑，“……我想我能说服拉尔夫来次三人行。我们以前也讨论过，他也想试一次。所以一个跟他做过爱的男人正合适。我们把那只真正的奴隶项圈留在楼上就好了，小子。”
“是，主人。”
“而且这次是寻常玩法，所以你可以以平等人身分跟我玩。除非拉尔夫知道你的……那些癖好？”哈维摇了摇头。“那我们在他面前就是平等的。如果他问起项链，我们就告诉他，我们算是一对了，但不是严格专一的那种。其实这也是事实。如果他想要的话，我特准你可以跟他玩，以免引起不必要的疑问。他哥也一样，只要他让你来劲。但眼下，我只给你公开准许，跟他们俩玩寻常性爱。哦，还有艾克，既然他撮合了我们，而且就在这儿。”
我咧嘴一笑。“好，因为明晚我有个约会，对方有点害羞，要是我把他带回房间的话，我希望房间是空的。”
马特叹了口气。“我已经答应明晚要让位了，艾克。可现在我答应你，到明天中午我都不会回来。行吧？”
我笑了起来。“你大概很快就要见到他了。就是我跟你提过的，游泳队的另一个成员。他也愿意认识队里另一个同志成员。只是，嗯，他从来没跟男人正式约会过，我算是把他给套路进来了，所以我想给他一次特别的体验，哪怕我们不会真的再做爱。我们在寻欢洞玩得很愉快，所以我不明白我们最终怎么可能不上床。”他们都笑了，然后翻身相拥了。哈维那被狠狠撑开过的屁眼看起来活像个“爱的隧道”！
马特和哈维很快就沉睡过去，像恋人般互相缠绕着。
喝完啤酒，汤姆把我拽回了床上。他想让我在床上把我屁股里的这炮彻底打完。我得意地一笑，发现他是在嫉妒我明晚的约会！我缓慢地、刻意地跟他做爱，直到他开始求我再操狠一点。我翻过身来，告诉他：“你接管。坐我鸡巴上，想要多狠你就自己操多狠。”他笑着开始上下弹跳。我弯下身去，设法含住了他大半根鸡巴，当我开始吮吸他龟头和一部分茎杆时，他停下了动作。
这并不是我们俩参与过最棒的口交，但一边我鸡巴还插在他那紧窄抽搐的屁股里，我们正以这种姿势连接在一起，这让它变得无比火辣！我能感觉到他高潮的阵阵痉挛开始，很快就把他的精华饮了下去。在我放开他的鸡巴之后，他又在我身上猛烈地上下抽动了几十下，我把一发精液射在了他的屁眼里。经过我们这一晚的折腾，这一发不算惊世骇俗，但也是相当棒的一发了。
我们在床上重新调好姿势，我又滑进了他屁股里，把光裸的他紧紧搂进怀里。我用亲昵的语气在他耳边低语，同时往他屁股上狠狠来了一巴掌。“你他妈真是个爱嫉妒的混球，哥们！用你那又蠢又笨又可爱的脑袋给我记住了，否则我只能在校园里再揍你一顿：你永远是我最特别的小哥们。发觉你因为听到我明晚有约就吃醋，这事还真挺甜的。但是明早一早，我们就得开始让整个校园相信，虽然咱们的脸看起来像坨屎，但咱们是最好的兄弟。这得从早饭就开始。所以好好睡一晚，我最特别的哥们。”我亲吻了他的耳朵，他叹了口气，收紧屁股肌肉夹了夹我正慢慢软下去的鸡巴，让我知道他听懂了。
我在心里哀嚎了一下。又一次错过跟食堂里我老是眉来眼去的红发帅哥勾搭上的机会。不是他有伴就是我有伴。不过，要是吃早饭时我看见他单独一人，我就要邀请他过来！哪怕汤姆为此大吃飞醋。我总会想出办法来的。
我就是非得认识一下那个食堂里的红发帅哥。
不过，那又是另一个故事了。
《光荣洞传奇》本章及之前所有章节：
版权归作者“艾克”所有 2006，修订于 2010 年
本故事未经作者事先同意，不得出售，亦不得收入任何作品集。作者联系方式：[email protected]
注：至此章节，我已完成所有原始故事，接下来将转入完全原创的创作，因此新章节的添加会稍慢一些。关于故事后续的走向，我有详尽的笔记规划，整个故事目前计划延续到“艾克”整个学年的结束——而我们现在才刚到 十月份呢，兄弟们！
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