This story contains graphic BDSM scenes. It is intended for Mature Audiences, reader discretion is advised.

A/N: This scene contains detailed male to male contact. So if this isn't your cup of tea, don't hate those of us who drink deeply. You may want to bring an extra pair of underwear before reading this chapter or forego them altogether. Yes... It's just that good! ;-) MUAH!

Disclaimer: All Characters belong to Stephenie adopted from Danie-SweeterThanSour. Me, reveling in the debauchery.

Edward

I was kneeling in my spot, alone. Emmett and Alice were spirited away to other parts of the room and here I waited…Alone.

My head down, I studied the various swirled patterns in the black marble tile. I tried to calm my nerves that were frayed from deliberating over tonight's festivities where I would participate as part of the entertainment. Being paired with both Bella and Carlisle, to be used for their pleasure caused my trepidation to increase and my breathing to become shallower. Even though the room was cool I felt sweat roll down my body and drip along with the pre-cum from my swollen cock and balls straining against its cage.

My petite mahogany haired goddess of a girlfriend softly padded across the floor unshod to stand before me. Her painted black toenails sparkled like wet onyx against her pale skin. A barefoot and honey kissed tan Carlisle walked up directly behind her. Bella tapped staccato against her leg with a hot pink leather-bound riding crop; the short whip had a fully flared, thick and sturdy leather slapper that almost reached her ankle.

Well, so much for calming myself down. I mused as both my heart rate and breathing increased exponentially. For a few agonizing minutes neither said anything and the capriciousness of the situation was driving me insane.

Finally a bemused Bella stated, "Somebody told me that this boy likes dick. I can't wait to see how much."

Fuck! It wasn't really a secret. I mean, Bella and I didn't have any and we didn't keep any from each other. But, damn.

I felt the crop Bella was holding touch the base of my chin, lifting up my head so that I had to look up at her. Her burnt sienna eyes smoldered with lust and other unknown delights. I was mesmerized by the change in her. This was something she only showed at Dark Whisper. She was naked, save a thick gold chain that draped low around her waist. One of Carlisle's arms circled her waist.

"You are ready to pleasure us Slave." She stated before she disengaged herself from him and walked slowly behind me. My head and my eyes immediately dropped back down to where they were before.

It wasn't really a question, but I felt obligated to answer anyway, "Yes Mistress."

"Stand," She ordered.

I did as I was bid. The cuffs which held my hands tied together behing my back were unhinged. Mistress Bella added straps to my thighs and hooked my hands to either side.

"Kneel."

I did as she requested, albeit awkwardly, without hesitation.

She ran the tip of the whip down my back, sliding it down to and through the crack of my ass, and then gently rubbed my balls back and forth with the thick, sturdy leather flap. Unexpectedly she gave them a sharp, but not altogether painful slap. I bit my lower lip and winced, but it wasn't more than I could bear.

"If you do not obey, it will be harder. Understand?" Again her statement was rhetorical; but it didn't stop my mind from wandering. Did she mean tonight's activities, punishment, what?

Another quick snap of the crop brought me back to the present, I cried out, "Yes, Mistress."

"I think you're a little slut. I think you'll do anything I want you to for us, won't you!" she husked as she circled back around me.

"Yes, Mistress."

She grabbed a handful of my hair and lifted my head again. It was at that moment that I realized that the fly of Carlisle's pants were open. I gulped at the sheer size of it. It really was a magnificent piece. Ten inches of pure male masculinity saluted me with a gentle upward curve.

She stroked the end of the crop up and down his proud column, ending at the head. She rubbed the leather loop across the slit and captured a liquid diamond of pre cum that was threatening to drop.

"Lick it," she whispered as she extended the crop towards me.

I opened my mouth and held out my tongue and she slid the leather thong across it. The mixed tastes of leather and Master Carlisle were mesmerizing. I closed my eyes and licked my lips trying to savor the flavor.

"I can see it on your face. You want to suck Carlisle's dick don't you? You want to taste it. Nibble it, suck it down and feel the power of it in your mouth." She teased.

Oh yes, yes, yes! I want it so fucking bad! My subconscious was screaming as I nodded mutely before answering softly, "Yes, Mistress."

I gulped and looked down to see my own caged cock straining in an ill conceived effort to get rock-hard and pulsating in time with my pounding heart. I wanted to take Master Carlisle's cock into my mouth, to taste him, to feel him throbbing and twitching as he slid his cock in and out of my mouth. I wanted to feel his cock swell between my lips, then experience and taste the explosive spurts of cum flooding my mouth - yet I wasn't embarrassed because it was Bella who had unlocked the door to this wanton craving.

Master Carlisle divested himself of his clothing and stood before me. Raw, naked, full of virility and wicked sensuality, all classic hallmarks of his style.

"Well first I want you to lick Carlisle's thighs. I want you to ravish them with your tongue. Go ahead! Do it while he strokes his dick."

I crawled over to where he stood, I drew in the smell of him and his scent was heady, then I licked him as instructed, first one thigh and then the other. The process was awkward at first as I did not have use of my hands. I could see his meaty cock and balls in front of my face as I licked ever so closely to the first and tied for second place prizes. I could feel the saliva fill my mouth and threatening to drool out. A quick and decisive slap to the fleshy part of my buttocks indicated that I had gone far enough and didn't have permission to go further.

This had definitely been the hottest most sexually charged thing I had ever done with or in front of Bella. I felt pre-cum oozing out the tip of my encaged member.

"Beautiful, isn't it." she affirmed my thoughts.

I nodded. And it was. I looked up at his hard cock, studying it. Master Carlisle's dick was thick, long, sleek and hard with a gentle curve. It was a deep pink with a defined head, large veins twisted up and around it, his plum sized balls were hanging between his legs waiting to be sucked and nibbled on.

I could hear her as she wet her lips before prompting me, "Kiss his cock."

I took a breath and did as I was told. I kissed the head, pulling back to see the pre-cum that had accumulated at the tip attached from the head of his dick to my lips. I rubbed my lips against the head to glaze my lips like a doughnut before returning back to my initial objective and peppering the head with slutty, wet kisses. Kissing his cock made me realize how much I wanted to do it, and how much I loved what I was doing.

"Lick it. I want you to run your tongue up and down his prick." she ordered.

A thrill went through me as I touched the tip of his dick with my tongue and any resistance I thought I would have on converging on another man's dick in front of her disappeared. I kissed the head of his cock again. I stuck out my tongue and ran my tongue around the head of his cock. His cock twitched from my touch. I ran my tongue down the length of his cock. It was hard and the skin was smooth. I continued my expedition down to the base and then back towards the head. I could feel the veins in his prick as I ran my tongue up and down his stiff length. I admired the wet trails my saliva left on his cock.

"Look at me." she ordered. I raised my head and looked up at Bella. Her eyes were bright and her face held a cryptic smile.

"Suck it." she said. "Take the head of his cock into your mouth."

I turned back, lowered my head, opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. I moaned at the sensations of the silky smooth skin of his cock-head grazing past my lips. I tilted my head back further, opened my mouth wider and let the head of his cock slide in between my lips and into my mouth. My tongue automatically swirled around the big fat head and I closed my lips around the top of the shaft. He gave a little thrust forward and it slid in further.

"That's it. Suck his cock. I want to watch you suck Master Carlisle's big cock." She cooed.

I repeated the process, this time more of his cock entered my mouth. I closed my lips tightly around him and sucked as hard as I could and I felt his body shuddered. My inner man smiled at what I had accomplished. I relaxed and lowered my head and felt the tip of his manhood touch the back of my throat. I struggled to keep from gagging and pulled back before diving back down on it. I devoured the end of Master Carlisle's cock. I felt the head and glans rub over my tongue. I sucked slightly, but not too aggressively, enjoying the feel of his cock in my mouth. Master Carlisle moved closer and rocked his hips into my face. I looked up slightly and saw that he was watching me. I could see that his eyes were serious and he was enthralled as was.

"Suck it! Suck down as much of it as you can!" she commanded. "Yes! That's it." I could tell she was really starting to get turned on from watching me suck another man's cock. "Suck it, think about how amazing it's going to feel inside of you."

I couldn't believe I was doing what she asked unabashedly. In defeat it was of little consolation that his dick really did feel good in my mouth. It was so hot and I enjoyed the texture of his skin as I moved up and down on it. My head began to bob up and down on Master Carlisle's cock. I started to take more of his cock into my mouth on each stroke. His cock was hitting the back of my throat on each intake . His dick seemed to be pulsating in my mouth and he was using his hips to thrust his it deeper into my mouth. All I could do was allow my mouth to be impaled by Master Carlisle's fat dick and swallow. My efforts were encouraged by the salty taste of his pre-cum. His moaning spurred me onward. I wanted to please both he and this organ before me. I wanted to quell its burning need to cum. They were my master and I, a humble, yet eager servant, willing to do everything to please them.

Master Carlisle who had been silent the entire time bellowed, "Now take my cock, all the way down your hungry throat. Take it like you mean it!"

And then it happened! My throat just seemed to open up and relax. His cock went deeper and deeper. His cock slid past my lips and down my throat. I raised my head fractionally and felt his cock go all of the way down. I pulled him in until my chin rested between his balls. I swallowed and squeezed him with my throat and he gasped. I took a deep breath and lowered my head. I deep throated his cock and stayed still until I needed air.

"That's it, deep throat his cock," she groaned as she whipped my back with the riding crop. "I want to see you take it deep into your mouth. I want to see his cock sliding in and out. I can't wait until I see him cum in your mouth."

I managed a quick peek up at her. Her face was contorted with lust. She was so hot between watching me, directing me and striking me that her pupils were really big and her nostrils were flared. She was so high on sex.

"You were right Bella; this boy is a really good little cocksucker. His mouth is so hot on my dick. Fuck I love the way he uses his tongue to guide my dick in and out his mouth, stroking me up and down the length of me." Master Carlisle acknowledged. I clenched my throat around the head again; he hissed as he inhaled sharply and bucked a little.

"Fuck his face." She ordered from somewhere off to the side.

He fucked my mouth slowly at first, just pushing the head and the next inch or so into my mouth. I could feel it getting bigger and harder and I began to enjoy myself more. I started circling the end of his dick with my tongue, pushing the tip of my tongue into his slit and clamping my lips tightly around it and sucking deeply for his salty elixir. Then, his thrusts began to get both faster and deeper. Master Carlisle's insistent hammering made me engulf his engorged dick. Nothing else mattered but this wonderful cock. I was high on Master Carlisle, heading for an overdose, as I reveled on his cock. The feeling was incredible and I guess for Master Carlisle, from the moans he emitted, he was just as pleased.

I suppose cock-sucking is like riding a bike. When you're good, you're good and I had to show that I wasn't a novice.

"Fuck. That's it, that's my good boy. Suck your Master's dick." He started with a string of commentary.

I could tell he was beginning to zone, fucking my mouth as I continued to take him in with every thrust. I couldn't believe how base I had become. I couldn't believe that I wanted more than anything to be his good boy and to make him and Mistress Bella happy. My dick was dripping a constant stream of pre-cum as I felt it throbbing in time with his thrusts into my mouth. I needed to touch it so badly, but I couldn't. The situation and the lack of hands forbade it. I pulled back and then shoved my mouth back down on his cock which such intensity it rocked us both. He used a bruising grip to control me, by taking my head in his hands, not to stop me, but to steady us both.

"I knew you were a little cocksucker but Damn! That's it... suck it hard and deep! "

Every time he pulled his dick out, I exhaled, and then inhaled on the thrust forward. Inhaling delivered a constant dose of his exhilarating musky scent. All of my senses were filled with Master Carlisle. My mouth was full of his taste. My ears were filled with his constant dirty talk and the sounds of my slurping and breathing. I felt his cock in my mouth, hot and velvety. The head pressed against the back and then down my throat; the shaft with its veins, sliding over my tongue. A deep growl formed deep in my throat and he voiced what I wanted and began pounding his cock into my mouth. He held my head in place and used full strokes to pistion himself in and out of me like a pile-driver.

"Good boy. Make your Master happy. I'm going to feed my hungry boy. Is that what you want? You want me to feed my boy?"

I groaned my assent. He was getting ready to cum. Faster and faster he fucked my mouth. I felt his cock grow just a bit and his balls pulled up as his breathing changed. He held my head tight and slammed his hips forward, jamming himself into me. I thought I would pass out. Master Carlisle grunted as before it happened and then I felt it.

"Oh, fuck!" He hissed. "Unngh! Ah. Fuck! Yeah, yeah, yeah! Uhhhnnnn... Uhhhnnn... Ahhhhggg... Fuck!" A string of incoherent sounds continued to fly from his mouth as the waves of pleasure crashed over him and took him away. I felt his cum hit the roof of my mouth, then my throat. I couldn't feel any more spurts after that, but my mouth continued to fill. I hung on for dear life, and I felt every one of those waves in my mouth and then I swallowed. I swallowed and there was more. I swallowed again. There was still more. I swallow again, but a bit drips down my chin.

I held his cock in my mouth, caressing it with my lips and tongue. As the spasms subside, I move his dick deeper again into my mouth and continue to milk it gently. Intense feelings of pleasure wash over him. I know he was feeling really good right now, and it was my doing. That gave me satisfaction even as my hard dick throbs between my legs, ignored.

Master Carlisle slowly pulled his dick from my mouth. I licked away all of the cum that I could capture, while he leaned down and put his hands under my arms and lifted gently, a clear indication for me to stand. I did.

I guess he must have saw the dribble of cum that I hadn't been able to get.

"You missed a bit here," and he slid his finger under my chin dragging it lightly up and away from my lips before bringing up his index finger and putting it into my waiting mouth. I sucked his finger and he groaned. He popped his finger out of my mouth. "Now you're my good boy. My good cock-sucking boy."

I licked my lips again.

"Fuck." Master Carlisle whispered as he pulled me unsuspectingly up against him. He planted his lips on mine. I opened them to his invading tongue. He licked and sucked my lips and tongue as if they were catching the next train out. It was as if there just wasn't enough of me to kiss. I returned Master Carlisle's ardor with my own passion. We grunted and groaned as we made a meal of each other's mouth. The frenzy of our mutual fervor was animalistic.

I heard a gasp and Master Carlisle released me. Mistress Bella sighed. My cheeks burned amber because I had forgotten about her.

"Shit! That was so fucking hot," She enthused. I turned my head and saw that she was sitting on a wide chair with her legs spread apart. Her eyes were glazed and her skin was flushed. I could tell she thoroughly enjoyed the show we were giving her. One of her hands was playing with her nipples pulling them to taut tight peaks. With the other, she was gently, almost leisurely, strumming her clit with her fingers. Her lips were visibly swollen with arousal and a steady liquid stream of her essence poured from her. She sighed, almost in a trance brought on from the total absorption of watching us, taking it all in. "That was so fucking beautiful watching you. Oh, baby, it was so... so... beautiful to witness you doing that for me, for my veiwing pleasure. Thank you."

"For you Mistress, only for you," I whispered in a husky voice.

"And just think, that was just the appetizer," Master Carlisle said, leaning into me. "Just a little something to take the edge off. Bella, get him ready for the main entree."

I don't know about you, but I'm still a bit hungry. Who's with me? Are you ready to gorge yourself on the rest of the meal? Tell me how much you like the appetizer. You know if you tip the writer by leaving a review, you'll get faster postings... I'm just saying.