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"Just what do you think you're doing?"

The daddy steps into the kitchen just in time to see his house boy squirt all over the tiles. It paints a perfect picture, the boy naked except for his apron, half squatting and using the handle of a silicone kitchen spatula to force cum out of his pussy. From the size of the puddle below him, this is one orgasm of many.

In usual circumstances the daddy would be proud, but today the boy is being punished, and that means any touching himself, let alone coming is strictly forbidden.

The boy jumps and the handle of the toy pops out, falling to the floor with an embarrassing smack.

"I'm sorry daddy- I thought you wouldn't be done with work until later-" he scambles back, face burning as he tries to cover his cunt with the tiny frilly apron.

"So you were going to just clean this up and pretend you've been obeying my orders?"

"You said no touching but I didn’t- I just used the toy-"

"That loophole won't get you out of your punishment." he says, grabbing the boy and wrestling him face down into his own come. "You have to earn the right to squirt like a little slut."

"Not another ass fuck daddy- please it makes me so horny and I need to touch myself so bad-" The boy's hands scrape on the slippery floor trying to get up, but the daddy's fingers are already up his ass, stretching the wet little hole that got punished this morning.

"Shut up and take it" the daddy spits on his hand and reactivates the lube on his dick from their morning torture games. It's not as wet as he likes but the boy doesn't safeword as his tender ass gets impaled. He whimpers and clenches and cries, pushing back until his cunt brushes daddy's balls, desperate for some kind of contact.

"Oh no you don't"

The daddy picks him up off the floor and sets him over the table, legs open and nothing but air on him. From this position slick drips down from his cunt to his other hole, which the daddy uses to wet his cock head before sinking back again into that sweet ass.

The daddy picks up a spatula and holds it threateningly over the boy.

"Slap your own cunt with this if you want to be touched that badly."

Sniffing, the boy takes the spatula and rubs it over his clit and wet lips.

"No rubbing."

Crying in anguish, the boy starts to hit his own cunt with the spatula.

"Please daddy it gets so hot I can't help it- I need it-"

"-You need to be shown your place." the daddy says with a growl, ramming his dick in a few more times before pulling out and leaving the boy gaping on the table.

"I didn't tell you to stop." he says, turning around and rummaging in the icebox. Behind him the boy keeps slapping his cunt, pathetic cries of want ringing around the small kitchen.

The daddy returns with a full bag of ice and sets it on the table.

"Stop." He orders. The boy whimpers in relief and frustration, pulling the spatula away to show his wet cunt, humming red from being punished.

"We need to cool this needy pussy, don't we?" The daddy says, picking a single ice cube and teasing it over the boy's forbidden parts. The boy arches into the touch like he's been burned, and the daddy takes the opportunity to shove the ice cube inside.

"I wonder how many of these it'll take to numb you…" he says, and proceeds to stuff ice cubes into the boy, one at a time relentlessly until the boy is crying out for mercy.

"I thought you wanted something in here?" He croons, knowing this was nothing like what the boy had in mind.

The boy whimpers holding his legs open, overwhelmed and stuffed, hot cunt already melting some of the ice and it dripping out of him onto the other mess on the floor.

"Well, I hope you saved room for me" the daddy grins and lines his cock back up against the boys ass, shoving in and resuming the anal punishment.

"What a sensation… hard to believe your ass could be tighter." the daddy picks up some more ice and shoves it in, enjoying the sensation of all the ice rubbing his cock head through the wall of the boys ass.

The boy arches and moans long and hard, but for the first time since his training began, doesn't beg for any more or less. He lies back and lets his daddy use his ass, feeling melting ice drip out his stuffed and now numb cunt.

"Ah now there we go" the daddy praises him, smiling as the boy starts squirting from being ass fucked, come mixing hot with ice water and dripping over the daddy's dick while it pistons in and out.

Proud of the boy finally accepting his punishment, the daddy closes his eyes and concentrates on his own pleasure, feeling the head of his cock being welcomed by the soft insides of his brattiest fuck toy. Using that wet hole to get closer and closer, until finally he pulls out and comes hot and pulsing all over the boy's spanked and flushed pink cunt.

"What do you say?"

"...Thank you, Daddy."

The boy makes no move to touch himself, holding perfectly still with his legs open, even as his clit throbs in denial. The daddy kisses him deep and long, slaps his little come covered pussy one last time, then does up his zipper to leave.

"Clean up this mess."

The boy answers faintly with a "Yes, Daddy" but the man is already walking back upstairs to work. He'll dole out one more punishment tonight, and maybe then reward his boy by forcing him come with his clit after hours of edging.

And if he's really good he'll squeeze a fist inside that neglected hole while he does it.

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Sunday is cum day. The Boy cherishes and fears the day, as with no work to do his bored Daddy spends the day finding out how many loads he can deposit into his toy's well trained holes.

Sometimes it's all three, sometimes he just focuses on one. The ache of being mouthfucked several times a day contrasting with the pleasure of always tasting semen. The nerves sizzling as his over sensitive pussy is pounded for the umpteenth time, completely drained and unable to squirt anymore. The thrill of days where he doesn't know which hole is next, but all are offered, always.

Today has been an anal only day.

He wakes up early on a Sunday and uses a deep enema to make sure he's clean for at least 12 hours, the minimum that's required of his service.

Then when ready he'll go snuggle up to Daddy in bed, ready for his first use.

This morning he was made to sit facing away on Daddy's morning wood, sliding his ass up and down while his unused cunt glistened and ached. The Boy got his first load of the day while being gently choked by big thick hands, grabbing his neck from behind.

Before the come had a chance to leak out, the Daddy had rolled him over and grabbed a plug from the dresser, swapping his cock for the toy. Sometimes Daddy likes to see him crawling around the house with the day's loads dripping and drying on his thighs, but today he has to keep every single one of them in.

And if any slips out, Daddy will be stuffing it back in with his cock.

The second load comes against the fridge after breakfast. The Daddy pulls the plug out without a word and puts on the side, the boy desperately clenching to keep the first creampie in. It's no use as it pours out over the Daddy's cock as he's pounded standing up, white dripping down on the tile. After grunting his pleasure and squirting up inside the boy, the Daddy reaches down, scoops the come up and fingers it back inside the Boy's ass pussy. Then he shoves the plug back in.

The torture of the day then truly starts to unfold.

During the TV show they're watching, the daddy reaches under the blankets and plays with his Boy's real pussy, rubbing his clit in circles while the boy trembles and clutches his thick arm. The Boy desperately wants to come but also knows that it will make him oversensitive and much harder to open up for the next however many times.

"Please… I'm going to come-"
"I know."

Moaning in despair, the Boy feels the orgasm rip through him, fire burning his clit and ass sucking the plug while it pulses inside him.

"Over the foot rest."

The boy sniffles and moves off the sofa to present himself, body twitching in the aftershocks. The Daddy has to pry the plug out of his clenching hole, and leaves it wet with come on his toy's back while he slides his cock inside for round three.

The Boy tries to keep quiet as he feels the two loads sloshing around in his ass as he's fucked. Daddy's come always stings a bit, which is fine when he's aching and begging to orgasm, but without that incentive it's just a raw, gritty feeling that makes his ass tighten up instead of loosen.

His Daddy knows. That's why he did this.

The Boy sobs as he's reamed, beautifully tortured by his own oversensitivity. He tries to focus on the TV show in front of him, anything to distract himself from the burning cock pumping inside of him. Nothing works. Desperately, he tries to hurry the Daddy along, pushing back, begging, clenching, pleading. But it's the third fuck of the day, it's going to take however long the Daddy deems it.

Tears spill over the Boy's cheeks as lets himself be over used, never once considering safewording, as this is the pain he lives for. The never ending agony of being a cum dump.

When the Daddy finally crests to a finish and squirts yet another load of hot stinging come inside his broken ass, the Boy does nothing but thank him. Even when he pushes the plug viciously back inside, the Boy expresses nothing but gratitude.

He stays there over the foot rest for the next few hours, with only small breaks between fucks for food and water. Even trips to the bathroom he has to keep the plug in still, holding it inside his throbbing ass while he pees. Vaguely he wonders in Daddy has a plan for all this come, but he knows it's not his place to question, only to take what is given.

Eventually the oversensitivity fades, the fucks turn more pleasureable again, and his ass loosens up into a gape that Daddy sometimes just jerks off into before pushing the plug back in.

The boy has been desperately trying to keep the plug in during the waiting times, but now come has started dripping out his wrecked ass even with the plug inside.

The Daddy should be coming back any moment now and the Boy doesn't know what to do. He doesn't want to disappoint Daddy, especially after being so good the entire day for him. But the come has dripped all the way over his cunt and down his thigh now, spoiling what Daddy has been working so hard to do.

Footsteps behind him signal that Daddy has seen the mess he's made. The Boy makes no excuses, just prepares himself to be flogged or caned depending on how big the puddle on the floor is.

The Daddy's finger traces up the come trail on the Boy's thigh to where his hole is leaking next the the plug. The Boy hears his belt unbuckle and is relieved, thinking a cunt fuck is a out to happen, something he can definitely handle.

Instead, the Daddy rubs his cock wetly against the gap between the plug and the Boy's ring, and begins to push in.

"Wait, Daddy- You forgot to take the plug out!"

The Daddy pauses and laughs before pushing in deeper.

"No I didn't."

The Boy gasps, eyes wide as his once loose ass is now made to accommodate the plug and Daddy's cock. The deep stretch is too much, even with the day's worth of come now dripping out in the gap between flesh and toy. It's maddening, raw, and utterly addictive.

The Daddy takes his last assfuck of the day, cock rubbing deliciously against his own loads of come sliding around the hard toy, all inside the wet walls of his Boy. The Boy is just babbling now, torn between pain and pleasure. Gleefully the daddy reaches down and rubs his Boy's clit, forcing him to enjoy the over stretch until his broken little body orgasms again, pulsing around the both of them. The Boy almost passes out, but is kept awake by the Daddy continuing to pound against the plug in his ass, rapturous pleasure soon turning to despair as he realises his day isn't over.

Eventually the Daddy will come inside for a final time, wet and sticky against the toy forced in there too. But he's going to drag it out and make sure this is one Sunday the Boy will be jerking off about, and won't forget about for a long time to come…

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Handwarmer

The daddy pauses typing at the keyboard as he feels his desk cock warmer come again.

Strapped underneath the desk and suspended midair, the house boy shudders, warm little pussy desperately trying to milk the daddy's cock. It knows not to beg anymore, as the more it acts like a sex toy, relaxing into daddy's every whim, the better it is for both of them.

The daddy hums and looks down, rubbing his thumb over the big plug stuffing the boy's other hole. It's been at least an hour of typing and his hands are getting cold, he deserves a break to warm them up.

Sighing in pleasure he rolls his desk chair away, his toy moaning as his cock slips out for the first time since he sat down. Then with very little aplomb he pulls out the butt plug stuffing his boy's other hole. It's a nice little gape but they've done much better and bigger, and he intends to test that now.

He reaches over his desk and pumps a few generous squirts from the bottle of lube, grimacing at the extra cold but knowing his boy will solve that shortly. He rubs it all over his thick hands, making sure in particular the knuckles and wrists are wet.

The boy jumps when touched by the cold hands, but it sighs and opens up as trained. The daddy hmms in pleasure as he slides four fingers from each hand into both of those hot holes. The insides of his fuck toy flutter slickly around him, warming the poor hardworking fingers to the bone.

After a few minutes of leaning back and just enjoying the sensation, the daddy starts to grow more aware of how neglected his thumbs feel, wet with lube in the cold air. He rubs one over the boys clit, amused when that makes the entire toy struggle against its bonds. Steadily he starts pushing each hand in and out, twisting and opening up his property's holes.

It's taken years of training to get the boy able to take a fist. Daddy managed to squeeze one in it's ass first after a long double anal session, but despite how wet it's cunt is, that took much longer. It was months of lube suppositories, speculum stretching, and lots of making it come while sitting on progressively bigger dildos.

It still takes some patience, but it's not long before the steady press and thrust of daddy's thick hand opens it up, sliding home softly in that warm hole.

Pleased with how good and quiet the toy is being, even while stuffed with a fist, the daddy starts working his fingers back into its ass. It's a joy to feel it open up despite how much it's already filled, and deeply satisfying for the daddy to feel his own hand through the slick wall of the boy's ass.

Slow, steady, and completely mercilessly he works his other hand in. The boy shakes and pants, holes periodically clenching and relaxing, but stays beautifully quiet. Eventually they slip past the widest point at the base of the daddy's thick hand, and suddenly the hole pulls all of him in right to the wrist.

"Ah- your wristwatch!"

The daddy looks down where his forgotten watch is poking the boys tender ass. Laughing he pulls both slick hands out, which forces a moan out the boy, and leaves it gaping while he fiddles with the clasp with lube covered hands.

Another two pumps of lube and the hands are back, demanding warming from the two holes. The second time is easier, the daddy playing with each hole in turn, pressing in one until it closes around his wrist, then pulling out and repeating the same torture on the other.

Eventually he tires of playing and demands entrance to both, forcing his slut's holes open. Even one as well trained as his toy can't help but quietly moan as they sink home.

The daddy sits back in his chair, enjoying the warm flesh massaging his hands. The boy is outright moaning now but he'll let that slide as it's doing such a good job at warming his hands up. He even moves them a little, giving his slut just enough sensation to come, orgasm rolling through both holes with a little pulse and flutter. The toy can come as much as it wants, but that doesn’t mean daddy will take his hands out.

Eventually the pressing need of the daddy's hard cock become greater than the satisfaction of having his hands warmed, and he begrudgingly pulls out of its cunt. The slick the boy gave him is great to jack off with, and he fucks his wet hand while admiring the look of the toy's ring wrapped around his remaining wrist.

It doesn't take long as he's been riling himself up for hours. As he gets closer he pulls his fist out of the boy with a pop, then uses his thumb to gape it's ass open. Grunting, he comes while watching his toy's holes flutter, spurting over both, and taking turns to slip the head into each, finishing fully inside the toys wet ass. He stays inside pulsing until he grows soft and slips out, then grabs the plug off the desk and shoves it home firmly before any come can drip out.

Standing up, he goes to the bathroom to wash up. When he returns he sits back on his chair, then wheels back in to slot his semi hard dick into his toy's soft pussy.

Frowning, he pulls back and eases the large plug out of the boy's stretched and come filled ass. He reaches into a drawer and grabs an even larger plug, sliding it in while the boy whimpers.

Satisfied, he pushes himself back into the toy's cunt, which is now much tighter. The perfect place to keep his cock, and hands, warm.

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The boy wakes up when the third finger tries to squeeze in. Gasping he arches into it, but the daddy wraps his other hand around his mouth, making clear that he should be quiet.

He scrabbles with a hand to the side of the bed where they keep a pump dispenser of lube for ease of constant access. His job now is to keep daddy slick for whatever his morning wood wants.

He's so glad he cleaned out last night so his daddy can finger his ass first thing. They had both been too tired for sex so the daddy has just lightly slapped his cunt a few times before telling him to go to sleep. The boy doesn't need to lube his pussy now as it had ached all night, dreaming of being used. Now it throbs, untouched, as his other hole takes all the attention.

He reaches back and lubes up daddy's hand fully, including the pinky that hasn't slipped in. As a precaution, or perhaps to encourage, he lubes the thumb and back of the hand, all the way to the wrist. He is rewarded by the daddy forcing both his thumb and fourth finger at the same time.

The boy tries to keep quiet, clutching the covers as the older man twists and shoves without mercy, demanding full asshole access first thing in the morning.

They call this 'making his second pussy', words designed perfectly to humiliate him. How when stretched around four fingers his ass looks like a slit, giving his master two dripping cunts to choose from.

The boy squirts more lube and applies it to his hole, trying to cover the knuckles with jelly as he gets fisted open by the fat hand. He rocks back trying to help, not even touching himself as he knows that will make him tighten up, even as his empty cunt drips from being ignored.

Five minutes after being woken up, his asshole finally opens up past the widest point and the fist slides home.

The boy trembles but says nothing, getting his first 'good boy' of the day.

The humiliation of being stuffed so quickly along with the praise makes his body sing, making the overstuffed agony almost worth it. His asshole clenches, desperately massaging the hand as he tries to get used to it, muscles sucking it in deeper, not from greed but trying to get to the thinnest part of the wrist. Inside, the sheer size means there's no distinction between g-spot or other pleasurable places, it's all brutalised in the stretch.

Meanwhile, the daddy's hard cock drips onto the back of his thighs, a reminder of his entertainment. The boy wants more despite being stuffed to the limit- he wants his daddy to feel as good as he does. He rocks back, nudging the hot flesh between his thighs, head of cock rubbing under head of clit.

They both try to stuff his pussy at the same time but the angle is wrong. The daddy's forearm is in the way and the boy can't arch enough to open and accept being cunted too.

It doesn't stop them from trying though, the boy's asshole fluttering wet around the other man's wrist while his pussy slobbers on the head of his cock.

His mouth slobbers on the hand, still reminding him of his place.

The boy wets the head of his daddy's dick with lube, reaching between his thighs to rub the bottom half at least. It has the side effect of rubbing the cock against his clit though, making him desperate, needy, and too lost in pleasure to keep his moans in.

"Fleshlights need to learn to keep quiet".

The boy can't stop his yell as the hand is pulled out far too quickly. His daddy rolls away onto his back, leaving an emptiness as painful as being stuffed.

"Sit your cunt on this if you want it so bad." The daddy orders, holding his cock out.

Shamed and desperately wanting the hand back in his ass again, the boy gets up and does as he's told. He sits facing away so it's easier to be quiet as he finally sinks his overly horny pussy down on the bare morning erection.

The daddy moans as his house boy bounces up and down, straight into milking him with no rest for adjusting. His cunt is well trained and opens easily, so the daddy tells him to get his legs underneath and go onto his knees like a toy. The boy scrabbles to obey, moving into position so the daddy can bounce him up and down, thighs squeezed together so his pussy lips get super tight, feeling the thickness of that cock forcing past them each stroke.

The boy loves hearing his daddy curse and groan as he stays silent, putting all his effort in to pleasing the older man and staying a true fuck toy. He doesn't even gasp when a finger slips into his loose asshole, just letting his daddy use it to pull him up and down at the correct pace.

More fingers come and he leans forward to accommodate, curling forward and going so deep he's pressing his clit into the daddy's balls. The boy doesn't know how many fingers are up his ass exactly, just the press of entry as he bows forward to submit. He tries not to clench in arousal as he feels the older man touching his own cock through his cunt walls. Another day, with permission, he'd be screaming and begging, but today he just pants, trying desperately not to squeeze him out.

A thick hand grabs his waist to keep him clamped still, and that determined hand is back, twisting, pushing and forcing its way into his ass. It pauses, then comes back even wetter with lube, and that's exactly what the boy needed to open up properly. His fingers are white knuckled on the sheets as the widest part of his daddy's knuckles squeeze finally inside, his hole pulling the rest in after.

"Perfect."

The wrist is usually a relief after the thickness of a hand, but with two holes filled it just forces the cock into his pussy forward, an inconceivable stretch.

The boy shakes on the daddy's lap, knowing he's not allowed to squirt on the bed and has to just suffer the pleasure in silence. The hand stays still for now, letting him get used to it, but the cock twitches, throbbing in lust and leaking precome.

"Rub yourself off on me, I want to feel you milk me."

The boy gasps and hand is on his clit in an instant, legs spreading. He'd almost forgotten about it in the dull ache of being stuffed. It feels numb, all stretched out around cock, and rubbing it makes him clench in a way that makes his predicament unbearable. But the daddy is insistent, that he wants to feel his cock milked, and his little toy orgasming is the only thing he'll accept.

Face scarlet, the boy forces one out of himself, rubbing too hard and too fast as his clit can barely register pleasure with so much inside him. He can't fake it because daddy feels his twitches, orgasm rolling through his cock stuffed cunt then up his spine to the over-full hand stuffed ass. He manages to keep silent only by forcing a hand over his own mouth as he forces pleasure out his frail body onto the demanding one below.

His orgasm finished, the boy leans forward on his shaking arms for support, still pinned by cock and hand.

"Stay forward and roll with me."

The daddy rolls to his side, fist and cock still in his toy, flopping them both into the bed. They end up like how they started when the daddy fisted the boy awake. However this time the boy is already stuffed and stays that way, angled down as he curls into a ball, hugging his knees. Here the daddy can thrust easily, his cock gliding in the mess of the boy's orgasm sensitive cunt.

Then as was his plan all along, the daddy moves his hand from the smooth beak finger shape they used to force in, into cupping and grabbing his own dick through the toy's walls. The boy is too out of it to feel what is happening, just that everything is even bigger all of a sudden. His eyes water, over sensitive from coming but also denied squirting like he so desperately wants. Still he stays silent, nothing but harsh breathing betraying how overwhelmed he is. The quiet embrace of being at another man's whim, the tortured pleasure of being used.

In the cool morning light they lie in the gently creaking bed, the daddy moving his hand up and down over his dick, swearing in pleasure, noisily masturbating the quiet boy's holes over himself until he spurts deep inside that cunt with a satisfied groan.

His own, personal fleshlight.

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Vacation

The Daddy zips up the suitcase leaving a gap in the custom designed hold all. He sighs and pulls down his own trouser zipper, easing his hard cock inside the access hole left behind. They're due to leave any minute but he wants one for the road. The tip of his cock finds warm wetness and he groans, feeling one of his house boy’s holes open up around him as he grips the top of the bag. It gets him so hot not knowing if he's breeding or sodomising his submissive, the boy trained to take either at a moment's notice.

The daddy shoves in hard and fast, ignoring the muffled moans of the cock toy inside the case as he's slammed. He can imagine the boy in there, all strapped up tight and barely able to fuck back, just having to accept where the dick forces in. It doesn't take the Daddy long as he has places to be, and soon the bigger man jizzes deep into his mystery hole while holding the straps and grinding down into the case. The boy whimpers from inside, both disappointed that he didn't get to cum, but grateful to have something sticky to play with on the car journey.

Wringing the last of his pleasure out into his cum dump with a squeeze of his hand, the daddy pulls out of the wet access hole and zips it shut before any jizz can leak out. Making sure he's presentable, he grabs his coat, then lifts the boxed up boy off the coffee table onto the floor. The case has strong wheels which he uses to trundle it out the house, then lifts his precious cargo into the boot of the car before locking the boy in that too, along with their other luggage.

It was only an hour's drive to the spa but the Daddy finds himself pulling over into a secluded spot midway to check on his luggage in the boot of the car. He zips it open just enough to slide his hard cock inside, unable to think about anything else but fucking his portable toy.

His cock feels tongue and he realises he's mixed up each end, and the boy is the other way up, mouth arched to suck. He fucks the hidden mouth for a short while until he hears another car coming, and quickly pulls out, zipping his fly over his straining cock, zipping the slut-case shut and continuing the journey.

At check in he has to make sure his bags aren't taken from him, carefully insisting he takes his own large wheeled case up from the lobby via the lift.

Finally in their room he unzips the case on the bed, folding both halves open and down to reveal the boy inside, legs and arms strapped to each shell side. He's upside down again, the hole nearest the Daddy's cock being his mouth, so that's the one that gets used first.

The straps are just velcro so the boy could escape anytime and move around in the case if he needs to, but he doesn't. He lets the Daddy choke him with his cock, limbs straining open as he gags between breaths. The Daddy fucks down, letting his balls press all across the boys face and nose while he humps away into the spit soaked hole.

Leaning over the body in the case for a deeper angle, he sees that the hole he used to come before getting in the car must have been the boy's cunt as there's a creampie gelling it shut. It's smeared a bit from the bumpy journey, some drying on his thigh from being stored on his side.

His boy waxed his holes ready for their vacation, and he enjoys that now, leaning forward to rub at their softness, rubbing come all over that slutty pussy and dipping a finger inside to play with his own come. The boy moans around his cock underneath him, and the daddy slows his thrusts to enjoy the sensation and let the boy try to suck instead of just being an open orifice.

He swaps between fingering come out to rubbing the boys clit, rewarding him with more moans from his toy. Finally he focuses down to really rub, deep circles which eventually force the boy to come with trembling thighs, the desperate moans in his throat vibrating along the Daddy's shaft.

He pulls out, satisfied to see the boys face messed up with spit and tears, flushed from his first orgasm of the holiday. He slaps his face a little as a reward, then grabs the case and fully rotates it around on the bed, so he can use the other side.

Wet and open he slides right into the messy pussy, getting in there quick enough to enjoy the post orgasm twitching. Hunching right over the spread boy below him, he ruts in, no time for the boy to adjust as he pounds through the last of his own come.

He loves how the second go coats his balls as he pushes his last load out, ruining the fly of his trousers with a big wet stain as his clothing connects to the naked cunt below.

He has two speeds as he slides in and out of that wet travel sized pussy, hard and ignoring the boy's moans, or completely still just to feel his boy clench and try to milk him again.

The boy is allowed to moan as much as he wants this time, but they ruled that he's not allowed to speak or he'll be taken out of the case. Instead he begs for the second load to come with his eyes. The daddy slaps his face around a bit for being greedy, which just makes him moan and clench more, arms and legs straining against the bag straps.

The daddy leans down on his elbows, his fully clothed body eclipsing the naked boy's except for the strapped wide legs as he forces his cock over and over into the hole below. On his elbows he can reach up and hold the boy's mouth open, fingers either side and showing the boy what it's like to be open for use at both ends.

He knows his toy wants his come, but it's his holiday and he gets to decide exactly where and how. He waits until he can feel the boy squirming in the way he knows means he's about to squirt, and yanks out viciously. The boy's cry of disappointment is delicious, making his cock throb as he swivels the case back around.

He muffles the boys cries of displeasure with his cock, making him taste his own cunt and previous creampie. The daddy slaps his bare pussy as punishment as he fucks his mouth, the come that dripped out onto his balls now smearing onto his toy's face below.

The daddy is close now, and the thing that gets him there is leaning forward and licking that puffy, naked clit, tasting traces of his own semen and forcing more moans out of his easily accessible slut below.

He can't remember the last time he didn't come inside the boy, so for a change he pulls out, not giving his toy the satisfaction of drinking his come down. Instead he demands the boy closes his eyes, and jerks off over the boy's already messy face, splattering the treat of humiliation all across it as he hand pumps his final pleasure out. Some of it manages to splatter over the boy's mouth and onto his chest, but the rest coats his face, meaning he'll have to keep his eyes closed until the daddy wipes it off. It's a blindfold and a reminder of his place all in one.

The daddy wrings the last of his pleasure out on his cupped hand, then leans forward it to gently slap his jizz onto the boy's neglected cunt. He leans forward and grabs a toy velcroed into the sides of the case, putting the magic wand up to the "too much" setting and places it sadistically between the boy's legs. The boy screams, then begins to sob as the daddy leans back and closes the case shut onto its side again, sandwiching the vibrating toy between his boy’s legs as he does.

He gets up from the bed, sound of the vibrator and the boy thrashing inside muffled by the case. He goes into the bathroom to get a towel, hearing the boy brokenly having his second orgasm of the holiday while trapped and covered in come. The vibrator doesn't stop.

The daddy shrugs as he undresses and gets into the shower.

He's on holiday after all. His luggage can wait.

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No place like home

The boy thrashes as his head is dunked under the water again. He's been told to snap his fingers if his daddy takes things too far, but he never gets anywhere close.

He's already squirted all over his daddy's dick, cum dripping down both their legs and onto the kitchen tile. His daddy fucks him while holding his head in the sink full of water, both of them loving to remind him of his duties.

The daddy yanks him out and the boy comes up gasping, water dripping down his apron. He feels disgusting in a way that's freeing, tears streaming out his eyes and water up his nose, coughing and spluttering.

They do this because daddy likes feeling him clench and fight, but the more he squirts the wetter and looser he becomes.

It's no surprise to either of them when the next time he's shoved underwater the daddy pulls out of his cunt and demands entry into his tighter asshole. The boy screams, bubbles streaming to the surface, but the daddy doesn't let him up until he's all the way in the next hole, balls pressed against the abandoned wet pussy below.

When he's allowed air again the boy tries rocking back, giving his ass properly to his daddy even as water streams from his eyes. He lubed both holes thoroughly before they started, his first daily chore just in case, and is glad to feel it working to cover his sadist's dick after the initial forceful entry. The humiliation of being able to take cock up the ass so easily runs through his body, and gently he starts to sniffle, tears hidden on his already wet face while the pleasure of the ass fuck rolls through him.

“Yeah, we gonna make this one just as loose, aren't we boy?”

The boy nods, openly crying now but reaching back to open his ass and letting his daddy know how badly he wants it too. Both of them love the release that comes when he cries, even with how fucked up it all feels. Maybe because of how fucked up it feels.

The daddy shoves a few more times into the offered hole then pulls out with a pop. The boy feels the rush of air and wet noise indicating that his ass has gaped open, not even bothering to close. He leans on the side of the sink, moaning at the sensation. This has been happening more and more recently, his constant training meaning his ass gets loose and relaxed after even a few fucks, body craving the sensation of being a pathetically open hole.

The daddy steps back to admire the view, using his hands to insert fingers into both holes, then pulls them apart so the boy gapes pleasingly. He easily takes two fingers from each hand in each hole, pointer and middle spreading his cunt and ring and little fingers stretching his ass. If asked, the boy wouldn't be able to tell the Daddy what fingers are where, too far gone to know how much or how many.

His daddy spits and he barely feels it dripping into his asshole, but appreciates the wetness as the thick cock comes back in, cramming in with the fingers still holding him open.

The sensation of fingers gaping his cunt while more fingers and a cock stuff his ass shuts down the boy's brain completely. Every chore and duty is forgotten, just lost in sensation and the sound of his daddy's pleased grunts.

"You need even more to stuff this, don't you?" His daddy says pityingly, tugging his holes even further apart, not too gently.

The boy nods, face burning over the sink full of water. He never thought he'd be taking a fist ever, let alone more than once a week, but now his body craves bigger and bigger. He wants more but still he is disappointed when the daddy's cock pulls out, fingers slipping out of all holes too and leaving him empty for whatever is planned next.

It feels selfish being fisted while his daddy stays hard and wanting outside.

It's not up to him though, and he accepts the daddy's hand when it returns, even if the lube covering it is cold. The daddy is careful to cover his entire hand, rubbing it over the boy's asshole and fingering a bit inside. Then without warning the daddy grabs his hair and shoves the boy in the sink again, quick dunks in water in time with each fuck of his hand twisting inside.

The boy splutters and chokes in the water, begging for more every time he has air to do so, lost in the fury of not being in control of anything that happens to his body.

Eventually the hand slides home as they both knew it would. To celebrate the daddy lets go of the boy's hair so he can come up and moan his thanks of completion, trembling on tiptoes as he is impaled. The daddy’s other hand is now free to jerk his hard cock off at the same time, and he moves back so he can touch himself while watching his hand disappear into the throb of the boy's hole.

The daddy fists him over the sink carefully, then meanly, then slowly again. He's really getting good at taking this, and it's not long before the daddy can pull his wet hand out completely, admire his boy's gape, then press in again with minimal effort.

He starts to swap, hand, cock, hand, then cock again. Grinding the fist into his toy, popping it out, then sliding his cock in, feeling the flutter of those over-stretched insides around him, then dragging it out again over the wet softness of a loose gape. He keeps going back and forth, making that asshole pop open again and again while the boy struggles to stay up.

He spits in the offered hole when it gets too dry and twists his knuckles harder when it gets too wet. When his fist is inside the boy's hole he fists his cock with his other hand, wet and hard, slick noises coming from both.

The daddy decides there and then that today will be the day he gets to push the boy to a fantasy he's had ever since he saw the boy cum on the widest part of his knuckles. The goal of all this training.

Cautiously, he lubes two fingers from the other hand, pressing them into the boys hole next to his wrist. The boy goes cross eyed, trembling at the sensation of two things, but fingers and a wrist are still no where near as thick as his daddy's full hand at the widest part as presses his fist fully in and out. The boy clenches, warm insides squeezing the thick back of the older man's hand, but his hole can't fight it as the two fingers slide in and out next to his firm wrist.

Then two becomes three, and the daddy knows his boy is ready to complete his training.

The boy was moaning like a whore earlier, but now both of them are silent as the daddy lines his cock up next to the palm of his hand still inside the boy's hole and starts to push in.

The boy makes a choked sound but pushes back against it attempting to impale himself fully. Consenting to be ruined.

It sticks at first, ring at maximum. The daddy lubes his cock again for a second go, and this time it slides in like a charm against the daddy's fingers curled wet inside. The noise it makes is obscene, air rushing inside the gap either side of cock and wrist with tight hole stretched taught. The boy trembles but his pleas are all yeses as he gets his asshole crammed in the worst way.

Slowly the daddy fucks the tunnel of his own hand inside the tunnel of the boys ass. The boys cunt drips pathetically, gently squirting as it has no choice with such a large intrusion.

The daddy keeps him above the water in the sink this time so they can both hear the wet noises as his ass is fisted and fucked.

“That's my perfect whore.” The Daddy whispers in the quiet kitchen.

The boy is too out of it to respond. He desperately tries to relax himself further so his daddy can continue. The stretch at his hole isn't so bad, but the fist and cock are the largest object he's ever felt inside, jabbing deep and wide.

“Your hole is so stretched I need my hand to jerk off inside and make it tight enough, don't I boy?”

“Thank you for punishing my greedy ass daddy” the boy says, eyes glazed.

The tap drips while the older man continues to jerk himself inside his house boy in the middle of the kitchen. It's so much more terrible than one in each hole, so much more for one sub to take. The boy knows in a small part of his mind that he could get just as addicted to this as he did to everything else the Daddy forced inside him.

The Daddy drives harder, finding it kinder to thrust in than to move his hand to masturbate like he would usually. The sensation around his cock is similar to just jerking off, but it's the grip of the boy's tight insides wet around his hand that grinds his pleasure closer. He's not sure how long his house slave can take being stretched like this so he lets himself enjoy it, spiralling to orgasm with no holding back.

They both rut, moving as much as they dare, desperate for the daddy to come like this.

He shoves in one last time, squeezing the head of his cock with his thumb, readying himself to spurt deep inside.

The boy hears his daddy moaning and turns to watch the bigger man shudder while forcing so much inside of him. He clings onto the side of the sink, trying to hold on and stay a vessel of cum, even though the stretch is far too much and more than he's ever asked for.

The daddy knows the boy is hurting from the over-stretch, whimpering as he moves his hand and fucks at the same time. But the Boy's training is complete, asshole fluttering as he accepts the biggest, deepest and most humiliating fuck of his life. The daddy loves it, driving in faster and faster, the pleasure of abusing his willing slave gathering inside him until finally it all pours out, milked by his own hand into the hole he's spent months ruining.

His cum spurts into the walls of the boy's cavity, wet tunnel stretched to the limit around his hand. The daddy feels his own cum hitting his fingers and moans, making sure to pump out the last of it with a few more tugs, making the boy's asshole look like it's turning inside out.

The boy whimpers giving a “too much” signal. The daddy knows his hand is too wide to pull out first so reluctantly he lets his cock slip out.

He keeps his hand in, the only thing holding up the boy at this point. The boy whimpers as the Daddy starts to feel around in there, scooping up his cum and fiddling deeper into the bend in the boy's guts to make sure he has all of it.

He carefully pulls out, and there in the scoop of his wide hand is the biggest load he's ever seen drip out the boy. It's tempting to tilt his hand and let it slide back into his open hole, then make him squeeze it out again, but instead the daddy leans forward to show the boy his prize.

Automatically the boy leans forward to lick it, moaning greedily at the sheer amount, but before his tongue can reach the puddle of white, the daddy tugs it out of reach. The boy turns to follow his withheld reward, sliding onto his knees to beg for it properly as it dangles above him, a load just out of reach.

The boy keeps his mouth open ready to accept his prize for pleasing his hole owner. But instead of letting the puddle of cum gently slide into that open throat, the daddy pauses and slaps it into the boy's cheek.

The boy gasps and flushes red with humiliation as the cum drips down, marked instead of fed like he expected.

But the Daddy promised he'd be shown his place today and he is true to his word.

He allows the slut to lick the his softening cock free of cum and lube, even as the semen drips off the boy's own cheek.

The daddy tells him to finger his useless hole, and the boy reaches down, shocked when he feels how open and wet his ring is. One finger just sloshes uselessly in there, but his daddy tells him he has to come on just one.

The daddy makes him rub himself out on the kitchen floor, face covered in tears and semen as the boy uses two hands to bring himself over. One on his clit, the other reaching down to tug at his overstretched hole, palm catching against wet pussy as he frantically shows his daddy how much he enjoyed being trained.

The daddy zips his trousers and pushes one still perfectly polished shoe forward, sliding the tip of it up the boy's gape, watching as he comes on it.

The boy licks his shoe clean afterwards, then the daddy watches in satisfaction as he crawls out the room to clean up, still on his knees as instructed.

As he leaves the daddy watches, heart pounding as he realises the boy's hole is gaping slightly open still, even as he crawls.

The older man leans heavily against the sink, one hand slippery on the side as he considers the house boy's future training. He can't come again for a while and knows he should let the boy rest up so as not to overwork and injure him.

But that perfect little gape is burned in his mind, the image of ass muscles used to the point where they don't even bother to close.

An open invitation.

He's been selfish with the boy up to this point but an invite like that… that's the kind of hole that requires an open house party.

Perhaps, the daddy thinks, it's time to show off the house boy's training to some of his friends…

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The daddy opens the airing cupboard, load of laundry in one hand, and looks inside.

The house boy is in there, enjoying his new toy on top of the washing machine. It's a massive cone shaped dildo, something the daddy bought knowing the boy would never be able to fit all of it inside, but it's good to keep his slut humble. The boy is mounted on it facing away, cunt spread wide by the ever increasing rings of the cone. The boy holds onto the wooden shelves above, struggling to hold himself up as he's stretched as wide as he can go. Below him is a soaked towel where he's spent the past hour squirting every time the spin cycle comes on.

The daddy is pleased to see a little bit of his cum still dripping out the houseboy's ass from the last load he pushed in there. Most of it is white splotches on the towel, the washing machine vibrations pounding that cone inside his cunt until his ass can't hold on anymore, opening up and letting that precious cum drip out. The boy barely has any left in him.

Time for another load.

The daddy puts down the laundry basket and unzips his fly. He's been hard for the last twenty minutes thinking about the boy trapped in the cupboard up here, shut away obediently since his last fuck, only the massive dildo stretching his cunt to keep him occupied while daddy recovered enough to go again.

He rubs the head of his cock over the boy's hole, the ring bulging slightly from the size of the toy in his pussy below. The daddy pumps some lube into his hand from the big dispenser next to the laundry powder, slathering it up and down himself, jerking and slapping his wet cock against the boy's wiggling ass. Finally he starts to cram it inside, that punishingly big toy making what is usually a gaping hole into a tight squeeze. The daddy steadily shoves all the way inside, the boy moaning and struggling, lifting off the thickest part of the cone to make enough room. The daddy doesn't stop until his balls press against the boy's wet cunt where it meets the toy, the tip of his dick feeling the top of the cone inside his slut’s other hole.

Instead of thrusting the daddy grabs the house boy's ass, lifting him up and down on them both, forcing his cunt wider on the toy below. The boy helps himself be bounced, gripping on to the shelves above, head bowed while he's masturbated like a fleshlight up and down. He knows his place and tries desperately to open up as much as possible, relaxing enough for his daddy to shove balls deep all the way up his hole.

Then the washing machine starts it's next spin cycle.

The boy moans feebly as his whole body begins to vibrate again, holes clenching involuntarily. The daddy gives up moving him as he's locked in place on the dildo, barely able to move as his fucktoy squeezes. The boy's entire hole flutters around his daddy's cock, massaging and begging for cum. The daddy shoves in despite the tightness, reaming the boy up the ass and moaning his own pleasure as his cock bludgeons in and out.

He loves that the boy stayed in here for him to use whenever he wants. He can only see the boys back, just an ass kneeling on the machine, a set of holes to use while his flushed face is out of view.

The daddy groans and lets himself cum as the spin cycle vibrates the cone inside the boy, tip rubbing through his house slave and massaging his master's cock, milking that next load out of him. He presses himself as deep as he can again, balls pressed to that wet cunt as he pushes cum as far up the boy's ass as it will go.

When the pulls out he can see that the boy's towel is wetter than when the started, his little cunt squirting at some point during the fuck but the spin being too noisy to notice.

The daddy eases his toy off the cone, a little bit of squirt dripping out his stretched pussy from sheer relief, and moves him forward to sit his freshly cum-filled hole on the impossible toy. The boy sobs as his ass gets impaled on the training cone, but the daddy is tired of his cum dripping out and forces it deep enough to keep it up inside there.

He leaves the boy stretching himself over the giant toy with shaking legs as the machine slows down once more.

The daddy takes the clean clothes out of the finished cycle and loads up a fresh set of sheets, putting in an extra spin for luck. Then he closes the door and heads to shower. He'll let the boy sit, squirming in fear of being double ass fucked when he gets back.

Maybe next time he opens that door he'll swivel the boy the other way around, cone stuffing his ass, and ram load after load up his cunt. He’ll cover his face with a towel to make him feel like a receptacle, a service the daddy uses just like a washing machine. It wouldn't matter if the boy squirts or not, he'd just keep fucking however he wants, pushing his pleasure between splayed legs.

And if the boy does cum, splashing the front of his daddy's clothes, well…

That just means more laundry loads.

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Daddy’s friends arrive slightly early.

The doorbell rings while he has half a hand and toys stuffed inside the boy, preparing him for the night ahead. Leaving his sub whimpering, he stuffs the plug back in, wipes lube off his hands and puts on a robe to be decent enough to open the door.

“Come on in, I was just getting him ready.”

He takes their coats and shows them to the living room where the boy is on his back holding his legs open on the coffee table, blindfolded. The daddy chose a clear plug to put up his house slave's ass tonight so his guests can anticipate the gape they'll get out of him later. His cunt, however, just has a little silicone loop jutting out between wet pussy lips. Lots of his friends don't get to fuck boy pussy that often so he likes showing how petite it can look before being stretched to its limit.

The daddy tugs on the loop to show his guests that inside are a thick string of beads, usually anal beads, but today three of them are stuffed up inside the boy’s pussy to stretch his insides while still giving a great view.

“How do you choose which hole?” One of Daddy's friends asks, casually stripping his clothes off like the rest of the room.

“I don't.” The Daddy shrugs. “Try out whichever you like, just make sure to change condoms if you want to go ass to cunt.” He gestures to the bowl of mandatory protection on the table next to the boy's head. Next to another, curiously empty bowl.

“You sure he's up for this?” Another, more cautious friend asks. “He's pretty small, don't want to break your toy, pal.”

“Oh he can take it, and then some. Watch this.”

The Daddy opens up the front of his robe and still hard from earlier, rubs his cock over those wet pussy lips. Then pushes inside even though the boy is still stuffed with beads up his cunt and a plug up his ass. The boy throws his head back moaning “yes yes yes” as his daddy stuffs him even fuller, getting him ready for being shared.

The daddy fucks upwards, cock shoving those beads around inside the boy in a way that makes him go crosseyed under his blindfold. The boy spreads his pussy wider, panting as his g-spot gets crammed while his daddy's friends watch.

“I'm going to come already, Daddy.” He whimpers.

He's been teased for a while now during party prep so it's not unexpected, just humiliating in front of other people.

“Show them how much you love it.”

The boy opens up even more and then starts to squirt, pissing cum all over his Daddy's cock as it shoves the beads deep in him.

The Daddy's friends make noises of approval, some of them touching themselves while they watch, others already hard.

The Daddy pulls his wet cock out while the boy is still dribbling, then walks to the top of coffee table, getting the boy to suck his own cum off his dick.

“Just so we're clear, only I'm allowed to make him squirt today. I want the boy to remember who he gets his pleasure from.”

“He's your toy. Mind if I taste?”

The Daddy nods and his first friend kneels forward and licks squirt off the boy's pussy, tugging at the beads as he does. The boy moans softly around his Daddy's dick as each bead is pulled out, not being able to see how Daddy's friend licks each one as it is removed.

The friend gives the wet toy back to the house boy's owner, who uses it to gag the boy's mouth with the centre ball of the beads. He wants his boy to be unable to beg for more, using them to pin him down to the table while the friends line up to try their party favour. He'll share the boy, but only on his terms.

“Unfortunately for the boy I don't want any cum in him except mine.” He says, sliding over the bowl of condoms which the first volunteers take. He also shows them several lubes and the other empty bowl, which is labelled ‘used’.

Daddy's first friend quickly slicks up and slides in the boy's empty cunt, sinking all the way to the base of the condom with a groan.

“Damn he's pretty good even through a rubber.” He says, thrusting a couple of times to sample the Daddy's trained slut. “Any other rules besides no bareback?”

“Try to keep both his holes filled at all times. Oh and if he gets too loose just play with his clit a little, that'll soon make him squeeze you properly.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, like this-”

The Daddy leans forward, fingers sliding over the boy's clit as it peaks out, rubbing in circles.

His friend moans as the boy's cunt clenches, having to use more effort to force his cock inside.

“Damn, can I try?” The friend behind the one currently pumping away blurts out, eager for his turn.

“Sure-” Daddy's first friend pulls out, happy to let him try as they're all friends here. The boy barely has time to moan disappointment through his makeshift gag before he's filled again by the next friend taking his turn.

He wanted to be blindfolded so he couldn't count how many men fucked him, and his Daddy wanted to make sure he didn't get too attached to any one cock.

They all feel different but also similar through the condoms, and when his Daddy finally removes the beads gagging his mouth he's treated to the taste of latex and his own pussy off all the cocks presented to him. He grabs at two who have already tried him out while he tries to suck blindly at two others either side of his face while the next one in line rams away.

Hands grab his legs holding him open, and the boy feels his pussy gets really loose and wet as he relaxes into being fucked. Then fingers come in and rub at his cunt, forcing him to tighten down around the stranger and the plug that's still up his ass. He can vaguely hear his Daddy telling him to pay attention and squeeze down, but it's so hard when there's so many things going on and an endless stream of different condom flavours of cocks in his hands and mouth that he needs to try.

“Can I lift him up?” The latest friend using the boy asks.

“Yeah let me give you a hand. ”

Daddy supervises while they bodily lift him off the coffee table, cock still inside the boy as all of them help manhandle him into the air. The boy clings to the body in front of him, arms wrapped around the stranger's neck as he feels the man's cock driving inside him while other stranger's hands hold his thighs up. His blindfold slips but he puts it back, not wanting to know how many men are touching him or watching him getting fucked like this. Or how many more he has to go.

The angle is wrong for the boy to get come but that's not what this is about - he wants as many men as possible to get off using him.

“Damn the plug looks so good like this.” A voice at his back says, fingering the clear plug as it shifts around, the angle of the cock in the boy's pussy making it bulge as he's fucked.

“Who wants to be the first to try out his other hole?” The Daddy surveys the room.

He hears a few men volunteer and then them debating who will go first. Eventually the winner slides in behind, rubbing his lubed cock against the clear plug

“You want it up here, too?” Daddy's chosen friend teases.

The boy whimpers, clutching harder to the man in front holding him up, grinding into his pussy and ignoring his clit.

“That wasn't an answer.” The man leans closer to the boy, thick chest against his back.

The boy tucks his head down, mumbling an embarrassed “yes please”, feeling that cock tip bluntly pressing next to the plug.

“Well you better push this out then.”

The boy knows the entire room is watching despite his blindfold, and he hides his burning face into the chest in front of him in humiliation, trying to squeeze the plug out.

“Hey don't push me out-” the man already in his pussy complains, shoving in harder and staying inside despite the boy's attempts to bear down.

The boy holds his breath and tries again, this time managing to push the plug out further, enough so the ring of his ass can be seen spread around it. The man first in line to fuck his ass rubs the tip of his cock against the plug, nudging it as it starts being pushed out, running his cock head over the boy's straining ring.

With one last squeeze the boy pushes it free but it barely has time to pop out and drop to the floor before the man is in there, immediately taking the plug's place and sliding almost all the way up the boy's blown out hole.

Everyone pauses a moment to make sure the boy can take both cocks at once, but when he just shivers, begging them to move, they laugh, starting to pump hard, knowing they can continue without worrying.

The boy is used to being stuffed to the limit, but the feeling of two bodies around him is new, men grunting in pleasure while they grab him and slide in and out. He gasps and drips around them, feeling them cycling in and out of sync with each other as they each do whichever pace they prefer.

He's dreamed of being passed around like this, grateful to his Daddy for allowing his friends to use him, but it's torture. It's the taking turns which drives him to madness, how just as he's starting to get close, one of them pulls out and is replaced either side by the next in the queue.

A man pulls his cock roughly out of his ass again, and he barely has time to gape before it is replaced immediately by another condom-covered cock sliding to the hilt. Another man moaning in pleasure in his ear, grabbing at his ass, feeling his insides through a barely-there barrier of latex.

Through his haze of fucked out pleasure the boy realises he recognises the arms holding him up and the breathing of the body behind him.

“…Daddy, is that you?” he risks questioning.

The thick body chuckles and bites his shoulder.

“Good guess boy. Even through the condom you recognised me huh?”

The boy clenches around the familiar dick, feeling the strange sensation of it covered instead of bare skin. It was the hands that clued him in, he doesn't want to admit his slutty hole can't tell the difference between cocks anymore.

“I joined the queue with the rest of them, wondering if I would make this boy scream more or less than the others.”

The daddy rotates his hips in a way that usually drives the boy to come, this time rubbing against the friend's cock that's in the boy's other hole. All three of them groan as the houseboy clenches, pinned between them.

“Does that mean I can come Daddy?” The boy whispers, leaning back and wrapping his arms over his head and around the back of his daddy's neck, pressing the whole of himself enticingly against his master, even as the stranger’s cock continues to fuck his cunt.

“Not while someone else is in you.”

“But it feels so good-”

The boy clenches to demonstrate, the little brat.

“Help me take him to the edge.” The Daddy orders his friend, who grunts, picking up the pace. They both ram into the boy, cocks sliding against each other through the thin, nerve charged wall of the slut between them.

They drive in and out each of his holes, ignoring his begging, punishing him for being so slutty. The boy's legs go ram rod straight as he gets closer to coming, opening wider, his pleas getting more and more frantic as he begs both to come but also not to be forced to break his Daddy's rules.

“I can't hold it- please, Daddy, please-”

“Get ready to step back, he gushes everywhere when you get him like this.”

Daddy's friend fucks his g-spot until the very last moment, the boy desperately begging not to be forced to cum on a stranger’s dick. When there's no turning back the man steps away, cock pulling free just in time for the boy to squirt uncontrollably, shaking in his Daddy's arms while his legs are held open by an unknown number of his friends' anonymous hands.

The room cheers and the Daddy shows off, pushing deep into the boy's ass and forcing more spurts of come out onto the floor. The boy is glad he's blindfolded, face burning in humiliation at how much he is gushing in front of his audience.

“Damn you weren't kidding.”

A hand reaches to the boys pussy, sliding over the wetness there as he recovers, body still suspended midair by the strangers. His Daddy sits still inside him, both of them just enjoying how they throb together. A strange hand comes up and the boy realises he's being fed his own squirt, which he licks off, enjoying the taste of humiliation.

Some fingers rub his clit harder and then suddenly someone is stepping down, kneeling in front of where he just covered the floor in cum, and licking it directly off him. He moans in shock, squeezing his ass hard on his Daddy cock. Hands spread him open, exposing his clit and the tongue angles in. It's not as accurate as his Daddy but it's good, and the boy trembles as he's pinned between the two points of pleasure.

“Give him a little suck and make him cum on me again.”

Always in charge, even around other doms. The Daddy starts gently thrusting so as not to disturb the mouth on the boy below, and that's all it takes. The boy feels the pleasure rip hot through him through the tip of his clit and the deep place inside him that his Daddy is fucking. It spreads all over him as he moans and thrashes, clenching and squeezing while a room full of men hold him midair.

“Yeah, show my friends how much you love it.” The daddy fucks and fucks, dragging the sensation out and selfishly getting to feel the boy pulsing around him in front of everyone. He keeps going until the boy stutters out his “pause” safeword.

“I don't think I can stay up anymore.” The boy whimpers, legs shaking.

“Alright, let's make it easy for this slut.”

They help him put his legs down, and then confirming the boy wants to continue, the Daddy walks him over to the sofa, cock bullying him inside as he is walked across the room, still blindfolded, sensitive and subby from his orgasm.

He sucks the strawberry flavoured latex covered cock he finds in front of him, lowering his head down to lick, but his Daddy pulls his head off it, shoving him up further up over the stranger's lap until his still wet cunt slides over the cock below.

His Daddy pulls out for a better view, then wiggles his boys orgasm flushed pussy down onto his friends cock before stepping away and letting someone else take a go in his ass.

The boy relaxes onto the strange body in front of him while he gets double fucked again. All of daddy's friends smell so good, showered and aftershaved for the party. He wiggles in pleasure and pants into the wide chest below, gasping as the one behind pulls out with no warning and another of his Daddy's friends steps in, sliding all the way up his asshole with no resistance, fucking hard, then leaving with a pop, telling the next one to take a go.

He hopes his Daddy is watching him take it so well. The thought gets the boy hot, body burning while he's shared. He doesn't even know if his Daddy has taken another go, or if he's inside him now, all the cocks blurring into one. The one underneath him starts really ramming up into his cunt and the boy realises that despite just coming he's already ready to go again.

“Daddy- I'm close again- can you fuck me so I can come?”

“It's not my turn yet baby, you'll have to wait.” The voice is far away, like there are many men between him and the boy.

The boy whimpers and tries not to feel the cocks surging in and out of him.

“I can't hold it.” he's telling the truth, but not safewording.

“Alright, stop then lads, while my boy learns to control himself.”

They stop, which is honestly worse, both of them just pressing deep inside.

The boy beats at the chest in front of him

“No please, you're going to make me come.”

“Alright pull out.” The Daddy orders his friends, who obey, knowing he knows his toy’s limits the best. “Looks like you hit his g-spot too much- switch to his ass for now.”

The one underneath chuckles, pulling out and then using his hand to aim his dick and forcing the boy to sit his ass down on his cock instead. The boy moans in disappointment but starts riding, knowing he has to show Daddy's friends a good time or face an even worse punishment than being denied coming.

The friend behind patiently waits his turn, watching while the current man lying on the sofa fucks up into the boy's asshole, carefully avoiding his g-spot.

“I didn't say you should stop sharing him.”

The voice is closer this time, and what could only be the Daddy's fingers slide up his asshole, lubing the way despite the other cock still inside.

The boy goes very still as he gets ready for what is about to happen, whispering “yes" to reassure the men around him that he can take it. His Daddy has been training his holes with multiple objects for months now, and he should be satisfied with that, but that's not the same fantasy as multiple men hard and pulsing inside of you.

Daddy's friend swears and there are noises of interest around the room as they stand to attention to see what their host’s toy can really do.

The cock that comes is clumsy, butting against the other in his hole, helped inside by the Daddy's firm hand. A couple of slippery false starts, but then the head catches, and the boy has to try to open his asshole to two cocks demanding to be inside.

The boy can barely breathe but the two men groan, both of them cock lovers as much as hole lovers, getting to feel the throb of each other as they push deeper into the trembling boy's ass.

“Come on, you're trained for this.” His Daddy encourages, watching as all those sessions with multiple dildos and his fist pay off in front of him.

The boy keens, trying to accept his Daddy's friends inside. It burns in the way he loves, but he's also not allowed to come, which is usually how he gets through his Daddy's most difficult demands. Instead he has to feel every bit of both of them, how the head pops past his second ring all of a sudden, sliding deeper as the two cocks shove in two directions deep inside.

They wait politely but when he doesn't tap out they start to fuck, condoms squeaking together as they rub, until the the Daddy pours more lube over them. Soon they glide properly, the noise evolving into the sloppy sounds of an asshole being double fucked. The boy moans between them, shaking with the effort of staying open and not squirting, his cunt ignored and clit throbbing on the stomach of the man below him. Together they're as thick as his Daddy's hand at the widest part but instead of sinking deeper to the thinner wrist, like during fisting, they hold him open at all times, sawing in and out.

“Fuck his spoilt ass harder, he can take it.”

The boy grips to the man below as they pick up the pace even more, balls shoving together as they bully his hole.

The man behind him groans, a little breathless, warning the boy’s Daddy that he'll come if they go much harder.

“Feel free, there's plenty more condoms if you want another go later.” His Daddy says, voice disinterested like other men orgasming inside his toy means nothing to him.

The man who was on the edge grunts a pleased affirmation, hunching over and watching his cock shove into an asshole while he can feel another cock below sharing it.

“First one of the night-!” He moans out as he comes, pumping his jizz into the condom as he slides next to the other cock. The boy takes it, flushing hot from the pleasure of being used to come, combined with the taboo of it being another man besides his Daddy.

And while inside the same hole as another man, still hard and waiting to burst.

The boy shivers and clenches on them both, disappointed not to feel the wet dribble of come down the gap between them.

Daddy's friend pulls out, dragging the filled condom tip past the boy's reddened asshole, it immediately closing back up around the other cock. He removes it, ties it off and puts it in the ‘used’ bowl. The first of a little counter they'll give to the boy at the end of the night to show him how much come he missed being spurted inside him.

Meanwhile, the next man is already forcing his way inside, lubed cock taking a few goes before it finally hits home and stretches the house boy’s asshole out around the two of them. The boy moans pathetically in his blindfold, unable to clench due to the size of this one as they're crammed in together, his pussy aching with emptiness below. He holds on tight while they both use him to come, both of them humping furiously as the opportunity to double fuck a hole this hard doesn't come around often.

The poor boy feels them jabbing at different angles inside him, falling in and out of time with each other, sometimes shoving in deep together and other times taking turns to saw in and out of him until they each come with groans, filling both condoms up like balloons inside him.

The boy feels dizzy as they shudder around him and inside him, taking all the pleasure they want while he's pinned, unable to come while his Daddy watches.

The man below him gets soft, flopping out with spent cock landing on his belly, condom and all. He holds the boy’s asshole open while the man he just shared that hole with fucks the last few times through his own orgasm. When the man behind finally pulls his spent cock out, the boy gapes open with a pop, held open by the hands below.

“Come on guys, I told you to keep at least two things inside him at all times.” The Daddy chides.

“Let's make him do some of the work.” A new voice teases.

The boy feels arms grab him, lifting him up while the men rearrange their party favour. Fingers play with his asshole, testing the difference in tightness between when they started and how loose he is now. Those same hands avoid his clit, knowing he'll come lighting fast with the barest of touches if they play with him there too.

He's pushed back down onto the sofa, and where he expected one cock to sit on, instead there are two, both men lying lengthways on the sofa, legs intermingled and cocks pressed together as one big treat for the boy.

The boy helps line them both up with his asshole even as his clit throbs, and sits on the offered guests. His Daddy is a generous host and the boy doesn't want to let him down.

They wiggle the boy down on both their cocks, condoms squeaking against each other as they rotate him like a corkscrew until his hole opens up over them. They make him bounce on his own while the boy hears his Daddy offer his other guests drinks.

The boy rides until thighs give up, sliding all the way down on them, panting. Hands open his legs for the room to see his empty cunt and double stuffed ass. The boy shakes from the urge to rub at his clit, but he sinks back, leaning against the back of the sofa, gravity forcing him to take both of the men below to a new deeper angle.

A cock appears in front of his empty hole, and through his stretched out haze the boy registers that the head tracing over his swollen clit feels different to usual.

“Daddy, this one isn't wearing a condom-”

He's cut off as the bare cock forces its way up his cunt, fighting for room next to the other two inside the house boy’s ass.

The boy wails at the triple stretch, panicking as he feels a bareback cock inside him. He'd begged his Daddy to let them do this, for every man to fuck his pussy raw, but his Daddy had refused.

“No please, you're not supposed to- Daddy - Daddy-”

There is only silence from the host.

The boy struggles, but that only encourages the men to hold him down tighter and fuck quicker despite the awkward position.

The boy thinks the hand grabbing his waist and cock are familiar, that it might just be his Daddy taking a turn, but with all the dicks inside him he can't tell anymore.

If it's not his Daddy, then either his Daddy has left the room, abandoning him to his friends and they've decided to stop using condoms, or his Daddy is watching and approving.

Or worse, his Daddy is watching and this is a test to see if he'll refuse the cock, and he'll get punished for not fighting hard enough while three men pump away, holding him down while the middle one fills up his cunt.

And even worse, the boy can feel his g-spot start to enlarge as the bare cock in his pussy hits it over and over. He tries to wiggle off the cocks below, or squeeze them out or anything- anything not to disobey his Daddy.

“I'm not allowed to come on other people- please, you're making me want to come so much-”

The cocks keep driving up into him and it takes everything the boy has not to squirt furiously against the belly of the man barebacking him. It's the way the cock slides inside the foreskin, jabbing up smoothly into his g-spot, unlike the two in condoms below making him feel every inch as they glide smoothly in and out. He shakes and begs for either permission to come or for everything to stop while tears of shameful pleasure leak out of the blindfold.

He could safeword but he's enjoying himself too much, he wants to see what torture his Daddy has in mind for him right until the very end. He hates it but he knows being edged means he'll take so many more cocks than if he's allowed to come as he pleases. He would already have spent himself and be half asleep by now, but instead he's wide awake, desperate to find out if he can last the night and whatever game his owner has in mind allowing this man to use him sans condom.

Luckily for the boy, the man breeding him swears and starts to come before he breaks, fucking hard into the strung out body pinned between them. Through his denied pleasure haze the boy becomes aware from the noises that it was his Daddy between his legs all along, bare cock throbbing and familiar inside him.

“Does that mean I can come, Daddy?” The boy risks a peek under his blindfold, confirming it's his owner pulsing between his legs.

“Of course not, you've still got two cocks up your slutty ass.” The Daddy says between pants, pulling the boy in for a kiss.

He rams as deep as he can go despite the awkward angle, breaking off the kiss and arching his back as he finishes using the boy's least stuffed hole. The men below slow down to give him space to fuck his come into the little pussy, churning it up inside the boy and prolonging his pleasure for as long as possible.

Finally the Daddy pulls out, rubbing his come all over the boy's cunt, making it messy and claiming it in front of the crowd.

“Sorry lads, I had to fill this hole with come so he remembers his place.”

Some of them look at him eagerly, wondering if he's decided they all get to bareback the house boy now, but he reconfirms it has to stay condom only.

“Though if you don't like sloppy seconds I think there's some space in his ass.”

He dips a finger into the barely-there space between the cocks stretching the boy's ass, tugging at the ring where he's pulled open across both of them. The boy gasps but doesn't protest, ready to do anything in the next stage to please his Daddy's guests.

A man approaches and the Daddy enjoys hearing his sub’s yelp as he gets triple stuffed, not bothering to look to see which hole his latest friend has chosen. His friends have varied tastes, and some like fucking sloppy come filled holes and others like cramming into far too tight ones. His boy can provide both.

The Daddy walks away leaving the boy barely visible with all the men using him, only his legs sticking out as he sobs with the struggle not to come on all the strangers' dicks. Screams of denial combined with his friend's moans of pleasure echo down the hallway behind him as the Daddy puts on his robe and goes to answer the doorbell.

More friends have arrived to enjoy the party so the boy is going to have to wait his turn.