Master, Slave, Master (1)

A touch of orange hue enters a classroom and the white blinds clutter to the wind. Ray finds it amusing, not the rays of the sun or the wind carrying the scent of spring, but how the light falls on a soft-skinned body, shimmering it gold. He records it with his phone, carefully, from an arm's length. Thighs void of covering, spread apart, and the golden streaks cutting horizontal lines across them.

"Ha.." Angel squeals, his breath shallow, and eyes covered—unable to see his own supple skin blessed by the elements. Dazed in an oppressive veil of heaving pleasure.

"Master .. Can I cum?" He begs, toes scrunched, and body arched back into a warm embrace. It's painful, so he reaches his hand to his desperate length of flesh, barely an inch away from touching it, another away from ecstasy.

"What did I say? Hand away, baby." Xavier, sitting right behind him uncovers Angel's eyes, and clasps his rebellious palm away with his own. His other hand hovers punishingly near Angel's stiff cock; starving it of all touch but the light graze of air while it quivered for release.

"Ah.. please. Please, Master.." Angel can't help but squirm his bare bottom on the wooden table, and attach his back to Xavier like a cat nuzzling for its owner for love and attention. For the last 20 minutes, his dick has been teased and played with while he sat naked, blinded, in the very class he studied in this morning, without an inch of ease.

"Shh." Ray, sitting right in front of them on a chair, pinches Angel's inner thigh, a place where his body is tender and susceptible to obedience.

"Behave." He commands, pulls on the soft flesh strictly, binding it in a dulling heat, and records every tear that falls down Angel's cock.

Agony burns through him, but Angel can't bring himself to disobey. "Sorry.." He whimpers with a limp body, waiting to be eased, somewhere, anywhere.

Ray sighs, closes his phone and sets it upside down on a table before letting go of Angel, leaving behind a pretty blemish. He stands up from his chair and captures Angel in between him and Xavier. Kissing the latter on his cheek, Ray ruffles his hair. "It's getting late, Xavi. I gotta go."

"Huh? That's it? Why so early?" Xavier hugs Angel's waist, trying to imitate the act of sulking. "It hasn't even been half an hour, don't fucking leave yet.." He hides himself on Angel's shoulder, to add a bit of drama.

"Sorry, I need to be home. We'll talk later." His words were directed at Xavier, but his tongue caressed Angel's to taste every layer of his intoxication for some lengthy seconds until their saliva was lathered together.

Parting, Ray spoke to him a bit breathless. "I'll come over later, okay?"

"Okay .." Angel's whole face burned, down to his neck.

"But, you..." He courageously brushed his hand against a dent apparent in Ray's pants. "Can I please you, Master?" Dazed, with a twinkle in his eyes, he begged for a treat. It's how his brain is aligned, corroded completely. Just how he wanted his mouth to be right now.

Ray took a second to think it over and looked at the time on the classroom watch—5:30 almost. College isn't over till late, though he needs to be home soon. But how can he deny his good puppy a treat?

"Go on then, kneel. You have 10 minutes."

Angel breathed out hot air through his lips, the nerves up his neck all tingling as he nodded. Xavier was not too stubborn to let him go, so he got off and assumed his position. Ray leaned back on the same table Xavier was sulking on and made himself available.

"Hurry up." Ray used his thumb to pry Angel's lips open, and pushed them to the base of his cock in one stroke, reaching a height of addictive bliss that Angel was talking about. "Good boy ... yeah.. just like that.."

Ray hung his head back for Angel to take the lead after he recovered from the writhing assault on his senses.

"Let's have more fun with him, no? Can't you stay?" Xavier wrapped his arm around Ray's waist and used his other hand to guide the back of Angel's head.

" .. not today, okay?" Ray was sane even as his body slowly heated up with Angel's pretty movements. Of course, he wanted to do so much more to the puppy below him, it was the highlight of his days, but now wasn't the time. Indulgence required a specific kind of hunger.

Below, Angel religiously choked on Ray's cock, drowning in his precum, yet unable to move his lips away from the prickly base out of sheer greed. Surrounding Ray with his tongue so heavily, that he could barely sense the world beyond it, Angel gave it his all like the fleshy girth meant the world to him.

A thick, dull and musky scent numbed his senses, making him yearn for more. But he couldn't dare to please himself right now, Ray, his Master, took priority over all else.

So he moved his head about, really savouring it to the brim, while his hands aided him only to please his Master. There was nothing more pleasurable than knowing his body was useful for them. And it was, Angel could hear Ray gasping slowly, as he neared the edge of insanity, his grip on Angel's hair tightened to a fault, until it all became too overwhelming for him to bear. He held Angel's head in place and endured the crashing agony.

Angel swallowed whatever liquid dropped down the back of his throat, and pushed himself in until all he could breathe was the skin down Ray's stomach. Leaking tears from his eyes, the side of his mouth, and down his cock.

The incredible ecstasy slowly died down, and Ray calmed his breaths as he pulled away and cleaned his runny cock with Angel's mouth. He ruffled Xavi's hair in farewell. "Bye. Have fun."

Xavier responded silently to add the dramatic effect but he knew it wouldn't work today.

With his lips dizzy, Angel looked up to plead. "Have a good day, Master."

Amused at the display of devotion, Ray caressed Angel's cheeks while Angel put his pants on again. After dressing up, Ray left the classroom, and Angel locked it behind him again. He walked back to Xavier and sat in front of him like before, silently, like an obedient pet aware of his Master's antics.

"Why is he like that baby? He is such an annoying bastard." Xavier complained pulling Angel closer by his waist.

"He wouldn't lie. Are you annoyed, Master? Let me take care of it.." Angel had yet to feel a sense of release and his whole body was crawling with desperation.

"Heh, okay." Xavier placed his palm under Angel's thigh and pulled it up for Angel. "Hold it." His left leg, Xavier placed it over his knee and spread it apart to have better access down Angel's ass.

"Ah!" Angel shrieked, being exposed so suddenly.

"Shh... Be good for me." Xavier drawled, and traced his lips on the back of Angel's neck, touching his skin with hypnotising words until Angel's body grew servile.

"Master.." Angel gulped, hoisting his leg up, the cold air making his thighs dizzy. Terribly. So much, that he could barely hold his bladder.

But Xavier had no such worries to look after, his hand wandered down Angel's ass, softly pressing him with cold lubed fingers, easing into the clenched, soft walls at his leisure. No resistance met him; Angel hitched a few breaths, but that wasn't valuable. Xavier curved his fingers deep into the warm folds of flesh and opened him up with no touch of grace. Using Angel's body to settle his aggression.

"I-I'll pee!" Angel shrieked, heart racing, mind almost blank with Xavier's sinful movements. He closed his fingers, both hands and toes, trying to stop himself from spilling right on the very table he studies on during the day. Xavier's hand was churning his insides with its deep presence, playing a tough rhythm. "Can I please go first?"

Xavier paused, only for a second, smirked. He used his free hand to cover Angel's mouth and spread his fingers inside Angel to agonise him more. "Endure it, baby."

Rapid, grinding his lengthy fingers against the soft fleshy walls, inching deeper; eager to climb his addiction, Xavier hastened despite Angel's aching moans. It bore terribly on his own still-clothed cock, he wanted to go crazy on Angel's ass right this second.

There is a table right in front of the whole class. Xavier pulled his fingers away and instructed with it in mind. "Go bend over there. Quick. Lift your ass out."

Angel obliged, body ringing in overwhelming sensations, he lowered his stomach to the table and presented his ass, keen, despite the pressure on his bladder.

Like Ray, Xavier only freed his pants and boxers enough to let his cock free. In no world can it not improve his mood seeing this sight; a perky ass all open and ready for him to fuck. He could barely hold himself back.

"Heh, what a shameless bitch." Xavier spared no effort to hide his amusement, and spanked the tender peachy skin, punishing it for this display of indecency. "Spread your ass. Go on, beg for it. Earn your fuck."

Eyes closed, and head on the table, Angel's body trembled like his heart; just a few hours ago this class was full of students, yet now he is ordered to spread his stinging ass here. And God did it make him shiver, the anticipation and fear, all making him numb to thoughts as he raised his ass high, and begged weakly. "Please fuck me, Master. Please .. use this bitch to your heart's content."

"Fuck." Xavier could use all his willpower but fail to deny such a pleading. And he didn't need to; Angel was his to use, why should he? He aligned his cock with Angel and took firm hold of his thin waist. "Keep your voice down."

With a single thrust, Xavier captured Angel's remaining sanity, and inevitably his own. Numbing his mind to any reasoning so absolutely, he couldn't stop himself from clapping his skin against Angel's at a dizzying pace. "God.."

Angel's stomach and ass were being turned inside out rendering his thoughts blank, hot tears streamed down his face and his whole body was set ablaze from the corroding movements inside him. He had to tightly clasp the creaking table for his dear life as the seconds endlessly stretched before him. He bit down on his the side of wrist to keep himself from screaming in ecstasy, as his body jolted incessantly at every impact.

An excruciating weight built down his bladder, making him unable to breathe without whimpering. But god did he want nothing else than to be completely violated right now. His body should be used exactly like this, with no ounce of mercy. And Xavier was always perfect in reciprocating his desires.

Like right now.

Xavier grabbed a side of his supple ass and stretched it apart for better access inside Angel. He was too lost in the pleasure to mind manners. Not that he needed to anyway. With a tight hold on Angel's waist, he mindlessly grazed his cock inside Angel's tight hole, slowly losing what semblance of rationale remained in him. "So good.. fuck.."

Xavier arched himself over Angel's neck and held his shoulder down to keep their bodies aligned through the escalating momentum, taking him closer and closer to insanity with each thrust. "Tighten up baby.."

He hissed a command and Angel's whole body was paralysed from pleasure. He can usually control it, but a frisson passed through his nerves so intensely, he couldn't even moan, only tremble like a leaf trying to hold off on wetting himself while Xavier continued to fuck his ass at a dizzying pace.

"Please.." Angel cried out as his body burned at every touch, he couldn't stop quivering from the intensity of it all. But Xavier couldn't hear nor comprehend, he couldn't stop even if he wanted to. His gasps started to run dry, and nothing mattered to him anymore as he moved his body against Angel, heavily, experiencing the best bits of pleasure for as long as he could, until his body stood limp. Breathless.

Everything was emptied inside the sloppy hole, and Xavier stood with his head hung back, a hand still resting on Angel's slim waist. He breathed and calmed down from it all. The body below him felt almost lifeless, if not for the throbbing he felt through his cock, he'd have assumed so.

Isn't he just beautiful?

Xavier could adore Angel for ages and never get tired of it at this moment. He bent over to kiss somewhere on Angel's shoulder and pulled away. "Turn around."

Xavier generously gave him a whole 2 seconds but because Angel didn't oblige, he slapped his curved palm right at the side of his ass. "Hurry up."

"Ah! .. sorry." Angel knew better than to be disobedient, so he stood up and leaned back on the table, to face his Master with an anxious devotion. And when Xavier's tall frame leaned in, Angel opened his mouth to be devoured.

"M-master .. Haa, late, it's late," Angel spoke in between breaths, while Xavier kissed him.

"Really?" Grasping a handful of Angel's hair, Xavier pulled him back. "What do you suppose I do about my cock? Let it down, huh? Then what the fuck have we kept you around for baby?"

Lips connect again, more leisurely this time; Xavier was never one to mind consequences. He was just savouring what he wanted. "How about I come home with you, and we continue there? You even came without my permission just now, didn't even care to ask for forgiveness, and now you want an early off? You will have a rough weekend, you know that right?"

Trembles pass Angel's fragile heart; every Saturday, Ray and Xavier punish him for all his mistakes throughout the week. Even if has been a good boy, he is punished and taught obedience in all its forms simply because he belongs to them.

"S-sorry .. should I use my mouth, Master?" There was no way to make amends, he could only salvage his ass by not making any more mistakes.

A tempting offer.

Looking down at the soft Hazel eyes, Xavier thought it over. "Okay, I need to take a leak so we might as well."

Angel was unable to protest and gave in to Xavier's whims.