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Yes, sir. You’re bigger and stronger than me. Body hair is a sign of masculinity and superiority. That’s why I’m inferior to you. I just imagine rubbing that hairy belly and burying my face between those hairy pecs

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PART 2

I went to the kitchen and grabbed a few pieces of paper towel to wipe my face and body from Matt’s cum. Some cum that was around my lips I licked off with my tongue.

I thought about what I should prepare for dinner. I looked at the clock, it was almost six. Janet works until six and then she needs around twenty minutes to come back home and I was sure Matt wouldn’t be happy if she had to wait after the hard working day. There was some ham in the fridge and a pack of spaghetti in the cabinet. Janet liked my pasta with ham under cream sauce. And I had just enough time to cook it.

I spend the next twenty minutes making pasta and preparing a salad. During that time I heard Matt finishing his shower and going upstairs. I had no idea what he was doing there but I was relieved he wasn’t standing in the kitchen controlling me.

As the pasta was almost ready the front door opened and Janet came in. “Hi, honey, I’m home!” I heard footsteps from upstairs. “Oh, it smells good. Are you cooking for me?”

“I’m not. But you know who came earlier from his trip?” Matt ran down the stairs and they both entered the kitchen.

“Tim!?” Janet was shocked to see me standing in the kitchen cooking dinner shirtless. “What… What are you doing here?” he was looking at me and then back at Matt not understanding what was happening there.

“Timmy came back from his trip earlier and wanted to surprise you. As I see, he’s done that”, he laughed. “I’ve already had a talk with him and explained our situation. He doesn’t mind having you sleep with me. He was even relieved when he understood he shouldn’t play male role anymore. Right, Timmy?”, he moved his sight at me.

“Yes, Sir”, I mumbled while putting pasta on the plates. I was so embarrassed I couldn’t even look Janet into the eyes but I caught an expression on her face. She seemed to be excited by the new order in the house.

They both took their places at an already served table. I brought two plates for them and poured some red wine in their glasses. I was pretty sure I shouldn’t sit with them. Actually, I knew I wasn’t allowed to sit with them. So I took my plate and was about to leave when Matt stopped me. “What do you have?” I turned so he could see the plate in my hands. “Come here, boy!” I came to them when Matt took the plate from my hands and grabbed everything on his own plate. “I didn’t allow you to take this. Look at me. I need to eat a lot to grow bigger”, he flexed his arm and laughed. “You may take some leftovers from the fridge and finally leave us alone!” I found some pizza leftovers in the fridge and was about to microwave them when Matt yelled at me again “I told you to leave us alone, don’t you understand me?” he was getting mad.

“Sorry, Sir”, I left the kitchen quickly. I went to the guest bedroom to eat my cold yesterday’s pizza. Then I went to the master bedroom to pack all my stuff and move it to the guest room or better to say — to my new bedroom.

The guest bedroom was on the second floor and there was only a wardrobe room dividing my room from the master bedroom. I was unpacking my stuff as I heard Matt and Janet going to their room. Matt was whispering something and Janet was chuckling. I heard how the door at the end of the corridor slammed close.

Despite there were two closed doors between us I could still hear Janet moaning from pleasure. I was sitting in the guest room in the house that I bought for my hard earned money, while that guy was fucking my wife in the next room. I fell so low within the last few hours.

I got into bed. It was so good to finally get into a comfy bed after such a hard day. I was already tired from my flight and change of time zones but then there was that ‘welcome’ from Matt that completely broke me down. I instinctively touched my dick as I remembered that humiliation in the bathroom. I closed my eyes and started stroking my cock while bringing the memories back.

I was so focused on imagining Matt standing over me and flexing his bulging muscles, that I didn’t notice the sound of door slamming in the corridor and heavy footsteps approaching my room. I was about to cum when suddenly the door opened and Matt was standing there filling the whole threshold.

“What are you doing, fag?!” a bright light blinded me as Matt turned the light switch. I lost control and instead of neatly cumming on my torso, I burst out all over myself and on the sheet. “Haven’t I told you, not to cum until I tell you so?” Matt was angry. He rushed back to the master bedroom, while I was lying silently on the bed covered in my own cum. I didn't know what I had to expect. Why did he run back into the bedroom? Would he come back? I was just waiting.

In a few seconds he was already back in my room holding a belt in his hand. With his other hand Matt pulled the blanket away from the bed. He turned me over so my white ass was facing him.

With my peripheral vision I could see how he swung the belt up and then… smack. I instinctively cupped my burning ass with my hands just at the moment as the second smack came. This time not only slapping my ass but also my hands. I squeaked and a few tears dropped down from my eyes.

A few next smacks came consequently making me burst out in tears. “No! Please, stop!”, I cried in pain.

“Now, you will know how to disobey your master!”, he laughed. And then my ass met the next five slaps. I felt so helpless. Then without letting me recover from spanking, Matt grabbed my head and thrusted his big sticky cock into my mouth. He had just finished with my wife and needed me to lick it clean.

“Here it is, boy! Remember, from now on that’s the closest you’re gonna get to her pussy”. His cum shot down my throat and I had no other way than to swallow it.

Matt released me and when I thought it was all over. The next set of spanking came on my ass. I was not able to count how much. But probably around a dozen. My butts were burning and I was sobbing, unable to do or even say anything.

“That’s better. Maybe now you’ll learn that my every word is an order for you. And next time, you better obey” He then turned around and left turning the lights off on his way. I immediately fell asleep with a face full of tears.

„You have a nice car, boy. Actually, you USED to have a nice car. Hahaha! Hop in. I’m gonna take you for a ride but you will have to do something in return…”, he adjusted a bulge in his pants and smirked.

As I get on the passenger sit, Paul tousled my hair. “I knew you wouldn’t mind it”, he laughed. Then he turned the key and started the engine. He was about to start driving but stopped for a moment.

“I almost forgot. Your driver license”, he put his hand out with his palm facing up. “You won’t be driving alone anyway. But I’ll keep it for those times when I go for some parties and would need you to drive me home afterwards.

I reached down for a wallet in my pocket, took my driving license and laid it into Paul’s hand without questioning his demand.

“And don’t forget to leave me some money for gas” I took two fifties and a twenty from my wallet, everything I had except some coins. But I didn’t had enough time to decide how much I should leave for Paul. He just grabbed all those bills.

“Good boy!”, he patted me twice on the lap while putting my driving license and money into his pocket and started driving.

I bumped into that handsome 6’8” tall hunk in the gym locker room. He was flexing his huge arms and taking selfies in front of the big wall mirror, when he noticed me staring at him from the corner.

There was nobody else in the room, so he approached me, picked me up and pinned against the lockers. In a moment my shorts and briefs were lying down on the floor and a thick 9” long cock was thrusting into my tight ass.

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He sits down at the table in front of me without asking my permission. I look at his big hand, then my eyes slide up to his thick and hairy forearms and pumped biceps, and then finally go up to his handsome face with an arrogant smile. His eyes are hidden behind sunglasses and that adds him some mystery.

“Sorry, can I help you?”, I ask timidly.

“Hahah, I think you can, little fag”, his words hit me like a lightning and he noticed a confusion on my face.

“Don’t act so surprised, boy. You better turn off your grindr, if you don’t want to get into uncomfortable encounters”, he continues piercing me with his eyes, although I can’t really see them through the glasses.

“Sorry, but I’m not really interested in any dates at the moment”, I starts getting up to leave that situation.

“Sit down“, his deep and calm commanding voice makes me stop and sit down back in my chair. “Listen here, fag. I don’t care whether you’re interested or not”, he cracks his knuckles while talking to me.

“I know you’re just an obedient little wimp that’s seeking a dominant man to serve him. I’m such a man and I have some needs that must have to be satisfied. Do you understand me?” I can’t say a word, so I just obediently nod yes.

“I don’t hear you”

“Yes”, he leans clother to me and gives a slap on my cheek. Then he grabs my jaws and squeezes my cheeks together.

“From now on you address me as ‘sir’ od ‘Master Luka’, do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir. Please excuse me for being so stupid”, I mumble with my face still clamped in his paw.

“That’s better now”, Luka releases my jaws and pats me on a cheek. “You’re a fast learner. Now, you’re gonna follow me to my car, if you don’t want me to humiliate you right here in front of those people”, he says as he stands up.

I stay up to and he throws his meaty arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer to him. “Believe me, you’re gonna enjoy it too”, he says as he walks me towards his car.

Your face must be buried in my sweaty and hairy armpit in ten minutes. Don’t make me wait, boy