It had been 3 days since Tom had been used by Mike and claimed as the man's bitch. He was already getting used to the title, and the messages, and the claims. He enjoyed the looks Mike threw him when they passed. He loved the texts that Mike sent, telling him how hard he was waiting for his bitch's hole, how he needed Tom's mouth, or how he was going to tie Tom down and just fuck him mercilessly for hours until Lynette called and called, wondering where her husband was. He loved sneaking behind bushes or into Mike's house every day to kiss the man. He had obeyed his orders very well. He hadn't slept with anyone, only jerked off once when Mike allowed it, because Mike had made Tom send pictures.

With a smile, Tom answered his phone as it vibrated next to him.

"See you tonight," Mike commanded as Tom twitched in excitement.

"Lynette, I'm going to watch a game at Mike's tonight. I'll be home in a few hours."

"Fine, Tom. You know, you two are getting all kinds of buddy-buddy. He sees you almost as much as I do."

"What can I say? We hit it off."

"Well, have fun I guess. I'll never understand you men and your sports."

With that, Tom left and walked to Mike's. He knocked politely before entering when commanded.

"Living room," Mike's voice commanded. Tom obeyed and sat down in the living room, waiting to serve his lover.

"What excuse did you give Lynette?" Mike asked from the hallway.

"I said there was a game on."

"How fitting, Tommy. So very, very fitting. I have plans for us tonight, and they do kind of involve sports," Mike said with a smile as he captured Tom's mouth.

"Mmmm what did you have in mind?" Tom asked as he adjusted his hardness.

"First, we're getting you out of those khakis and into this," he said as he held up a simple jockstrap, black in color with golden threading.

"Interesting, Mike. I don't remember seeing that last time I was here."

"That's because it's not mine, Tommy. Naughty boy. Now, are you going to put it on like my good boy?"

"Yes sir!" Without any hesitation Tom forced his pants down, followed by his blue briefs, kicking them from his ankles. He stepped into the jockstrap and pulled it up his thighs, snapping the bands into place around his firm bubble butt as he smiled at Mike.

"Lose the shirt," was all Mike said as he headed upstairs.

Tom threw the shirt behind him as he followed Mike upstairs, hurrying to Mike's bedroom in anticipation of what was to come. His ass was already quivering at the promise of what it would get. As he entered Mike's room, he was surprised by what he saw. There were four strap across the bed, one for each limb. He automatically climbed onto the bed and strapped his ankles in, all while making eye contact with Mike.

Mike leaned over the man, his flannel-clad chest brushing against Tom's bare pecs as he strapped the man's wrists in, forcing him spread open. His arms and legs were stretched wide, opening him to Mike's eyes in a beautiful sight of cream skin and taunt muscles. His tongue worked it's way into Tom's mouth as his hand began brushing against the hot length of his cock, trapped inside the jockstrap. Mike broke the kiss and turned his head, his hands still working on Tom's crotch and ass.

"Get your ass in here, boy," he growled over his shoulder.

Quietly, a pair of feet could be heard entering the room, shuffling across the floor. There was the sound of a chain clinking it's links together with each step. Tom pulled to the side, struggling to get a view of who it was that had entered the room while simultaneously trying to cover himself, hiding under Mike.

"Blindfold," was all Mike said as he stretched a hand out behind him, waiting. Tom barely caught a glimpse of golden skin, tight muscles and smooth legs before a blindfold was forced over his eyes, blocking out his opportunity to see the owner of those legs.

"Start low, work your way up. I'm going to change. If you are above his nipples whenever I return, I will have to punish you. Understood?"

"Yes, sir," a voice spoke, faintly, humbly. It was low in tone, like it wasn't his natural speaking tone. Tom's mind began racing as he tried to figure out the possibilities. He didn't know Mike had more men, and really, he had no way of knowing that he would or who they'd be. He shivered as he felt hands massaging the soles of his feet. Their warm brush against his cold feet was enough to have him intrigued. He moaned out his approval as he felt a tongue snake up his thigh, licking at the edge of his jock. He heard the chain jingle again as the body at his feet moved, now pressing more against him. He felt the chest of the boy against his thighs, the legs rising up onto the bed as he rubbed his crotch against Tom's foot. He felt the hardness beneath a pair of underwear, leaking into the fabric and soaking the material and cooling Tom's foot.

Lips pressed against his nipple caused Tom to arch his back, moaning as he threw himself up from the mattress.

"Damn, boy. You're talented," Tom gasped, wishing he could grasp at the guy's hair and make him latch onto his nipples forever.

"Mmm, you have no idea Tom," the voice grunted out. It seemed more natural now. Just a bit higher, a bit more familiar. That sweet voice plus the sensations that he was getting from the boy's mouth and crotch were enough to have him begging.

"Please, take off the blindfold. Please. I want to know who you are. I need to see you. Touch you... I need..."

"Mike wouldn't be happy with that. He'd punish us both. Trust me, his spankings start fun and end fun, sometimes, but the middle of them always hurts.

"I hear an awful lot of talking in there. Don't make me come back to quickly, now," Mike's voice could be heard from down the hall.

Tom grunted his sentiments towards the door as he felt the body above him once again start working on him. Soon he was so hard that his cock was straining against the pouch, pushing it from his skin enough that the warm hands of the man above him could reach inside the gaps and lightly squeeze his balls.

"Damn, boy. You're good, I'll give you that."

"You don't know the half of it," the voice whispered right against his ear before a kiss was planted on him and he felt a tongue travel down his jawline.

"You boys are having fun. Good. Now, Tommy, today we're going to explore a new way your submissiveness can be useful to me," Mike said as he reentered the room.

"Yes, sir," was all Tom replied. A weight pushed the mattress down next to his head and he soon felt it on both sides of him. He quickly realized that Mike was standing on the bed, over his head, with his legs on either side of him. As soon as this realization hit him his nostrils were flooded with the smell of Mike, clean, pure Mike.

"Tongue. Out," he grunted, to which Tom responded. He slowly felt Mike's ass being lowered onto his tongue, the meaty cheeks spread around his mouth to allow his tongue to enter his hole. "Mnph, good boy, Tommy. Time to do your job. If you don't rim my ass good I'm going to spank you so hard you won't sit for a week, fuck you raw while I do it so that your hole hurts, and shove a big toy in you and make you keep it in for hours without touching yourself. So, get busy."

Tom began forcing his tongue as deep inside of Mike's perfect ass as he could get it. He smiled as Mike pulled off of him and slapped him in the face with his beautiful tool, wishing he could taste it before Mike sat down once again on his face, his meaty cheeks squeezing his tongue in deeper and deeper.

He felt the mouth of the man from earlier begin to kiss at his crotch, straining against the jockstrap he'd been asked to wear. The kisses began to get more forceful and soon he felt teeth pressing against his inner thigh and waist, leaving slight marks that he knew would last for a few days. Those lips slowly moved lower and lower until they were nudging into his eager ass, allowing for a tongue to swipe at Tom's tight entrance. At the first lick, Tom moaned as he rimmed Mike, sending light vibrations up the man's body as he rode Tom's tongue.

"Damn boy, that's the stuff!" Mike cried out as he rode Tom's tongue. Mike began bouncing, riding Tom's mouth as he panted in pleasure. He tugged at his nipples while grabbing Tom's hair and really burying his face in his ass.

Tom groaned at the sensory overload. He hadn't even touched his cock but he knew he was going to bust soon. He began bucking his hips at every touch of the unknown man. With a loud moan and a particularly nice push of his tongue, he came, staining the jockstrap with his cum.

'MMMPH, okay boy, get up. It's time for more fun." Mike rose, leaving Tom lying on the bed with nothing to do. He heard the clink of metal and felt the weight at the foot of the bed shift. He could feel bare legs against his own thighs and imagined that the man between them was lining his tool up with Tom's hole. He smiled and waited, needing to be fucked.

Instead, he felt Mike's rough hand pull down the pouch of the jockstrap, finally releasing his cock which was now only semi-hard. He felt Mike's grip and almost immediately jolted up as he began to rub the sensitive head, scooping up all the cum that hadn't soaked in yet. Once Tom was hard again, Mike spoke.

"Okay boys, I'm going to ride you both, one at a time. Whoever is in my when I cum get's to fuck the other, so you better be good, understand?" With that, he opened himself with his cum covered fingers and forced himself onto Tom's erection. Tom groaned as he was ridden, not being able to move much, he still managed to thrust up into Mike.

"Please, sir, can the blindfold be removed? I want to see you, I want to watch you as you ride me. Please, sir?" he begged, forcing his cock up into Mike.

Mike pulled the blindfold from his eyes. Tom squinted under the harsh lights before his eyes adjusted and he smiled, finally realizing who the newcomer was.

"Hello, Justin."

"Hi, Mr. Scavo!" the boy responded as he began his turn at fucking Mike's hole.

Tom looked over the boy and smiled, realizing that Justin's ankles were chained to the same bedposts. His arms were behind his back and, Tom suspected, handcuffed there. He also had a collar on around his throat with a thin metal leash hanging from it, clutched in Mike's hand.

"Like our new toy?" Mike asked as he rode the young man.

"Oh yes, sir. Yes, I do." Tom smiled at Justin, letting their legs brush against each other as he thrust into Mike.

"He isn't as devotedly obedient. He's very playful. It's interesting. I got him on loan from Bree's boy, Andrew."

"Oh, he's a pretty little thing. Got a great ass. I bet he loves having it fucked," Tom responded.

"Actually," Justin cut in, "he's quite the top. Great cock. He's even fucked Mr. Solis a few times. Mr. Solis isn't his like I am, but they do enjoy playing every now and then."

"Oh, and I thought Gabi was the one cheating," Mike joked as he switched back to riding Tom.

"Yeah. She thinks she's so discreet about it. She doesn't even know that Mr. Solis has a camera set up to record it and he jerks off to John shoving his big tool inside of her wishing it was him," Justin said.

"Oh, so Carlos is the power-bottom?" Tom moaned out as he was ridden.

"Probably about as much of one as you are, pet," Mike said. He pulled the leash until Justin was leaning forward enough that he could twist his head and force his tongue into the younger man's mouth. "Oh, I'm getting close, boys."

"Well, I can't have Tom winning, and I don't want to play unfair so... make room, Tommy. We're going to double-stuff him."

"Oh, boys, you naughty boys. I like where this is going. Do it and do it well, otherwise I'll punish you both."

"Mmm, come on Justin, get your dick in this hole. My master needs it, I can feel it. It's just begging to be stretched and fucked and used."

"Thanks for the invitation, Mr. Scavo," Justin said with a wink as he drew out the man's name. He pressed the head of his cock against Mike's already filled hole and began to slowly rub against it and Tom's cock.

"Boy, if you don't get that tool inside of me in 5...4..." Mike began counting down as his already stretched hole was teased with the possibility of another cock.

"Sir, yes sir!" Justin practically cried out as he thrust in. With a hard push, the right angling, and a little help from Mike, Justin entered into the man. "Mission accomplished, sir!" he said with a goofy grin and salute.

"Not quite, boy... you got out of the cuffs?"

"Wasn't that difficult. Now, why don't you just enjoy what I can really do," Justin taunted as he reached forward and grasped Mike in his arms. He quickly took his leash and wrapped it around Mike's wrists, securing them while he finished removing his handcuffs. He began to powerfully thrust into the older man, forcing his hardness alongside of Tom's as the man thrust as hard as he could. Mike's moans were loud enough to fill the air and high enough that you wouldn't assume this man's man would be capable of them. Yet, here he was, moaning like a whore and panting like a bitch in heat as he was fucked.

"God yes, oh yes, mmm, fuck me. Fuck me!" he cried out as he began to tug at his cock, jerking it furiously to unleash his load. He felt Justin's hands begin working on his nipples as his mouth attacked his neck, sending Mike over the edge. He came, shooting his load across Tom's chest and face as the man below him unleashed once again, this time into his master's ass. Justin was the last to cum, spraying deep inside of Mike with his final thrust.

Just extracted himself and then helped Mike climb off of Tom's now deflating cock. They piled onto the bed next to Tom, each undoing one of his arms.

"God, I thought you were going to leave me in there forever," he cried out before scooping up Mike's cum and licking it clean.

With a satisfied smile, the 3 men settled in to watch a football game, Mike and Justin lying naked, and Tom once again stretched out, as they'd done his arms up again after a few minutes. The only difference was now Tom was being fucked with a vibrator by the men at their discretion, and the jockstrap was once again in place to collect all of his cum for Justin. After all, it was his.

Thanks for reading, lovelies. Sorry it took so long. College is a bitch! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. Please, don't be shy. Leave me your reviews, praise, or criticism. It's all welcome. Also, just stop by to say hey, tell me how you are, tell me something you'd like to see, or maybe chat me up on an idea we could work together on. ;) Love you all!