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Dylan, Peter, and Mathew were in the boardroom impatiently eating their sandwiches. They had learned over the years to eat first, as commonly they were too spent or simply forgot after their fun.

“Master, did either of you see Mia this morning?” Peter asked, finishing his sandwich and chasing it down with a gulp of iced tea. As soon as the doors were shut in the boardroom, they were all able to call each other by their lifestyle titles. They enjoyed bringing a bit of kink into the vanilla part of their lives.

“Yeah, there’s definitely something up with her today. She seems a little down,” Mathew replied, licking his fingers.

“Maybe that dick of a boyfriend did something again. Maybe he went to sleep during sex or something,” Peter said, balling his lunch wrapper and tossing it in the trash. He knew they all despised that fancy boy Mia had paired up with. She deserved so much better. She deserved someone to spice up her life, not make her feel bad about herself.

“God, I wish she’d dump that guy before he bores her to death,” Mathew said, leaning back in his chair.

“You’re just saying that so you can get at her.”

“Yeah, and are you telling me you’re not?”

“Hey, I admit, I’m in the queue with the rest of you,” Peter said, looking at both men sitting around the table.

It had been just over a year since Dylan and Mathew had purchased him at a slave auction at the Locks and Chains club. It felt like they’d all been together forever. It had been the second time he’d been auctioned at the club in a slave auction. He’d been excited to begin a new chapter in his life this time after the disasters of the past. He had been prepared for anything. Although, he’d never imagined that he could have what he had now, not in his wildest dreams. He had a great job that he loved and two Masters who not only owned him but loved him. It had always been his dream to find a loving Master to own him and take care of him. His first Master was a cruel and cold man who used him as a convenient body to fuck and also as his personal servant.

He cringed at the memory of his time with the sadistic bastard. He had been about to give up on the lifestyle entirely when Craig Blackwell, the owner of the Locks and Chains club, took him under his wing and persuaded him to have one more try. It had taken three months to get his head back into a normal place with the help of Sara, the club’s preferred counselor. She helped him work through some of his issues before he was ready to go back on the auction block. To this day, he swore Craig had set up the match between Dylan, Mathew, and him. He knew it was an auction, and these things were dependent on fate, but a few things Craig had said since made him think there was more to it. Craig was starting to get a bit of a reputation as a BDSM matchmaker. If he had anything to do with orchestrating Dylan and Mathew’s purchase of him, he would be forever in his debt, and if he could return the favor, he would. He realized from his time living at the club that Craig was lost and lonely. It was only because he was actually living there during his recovery that he saw it.

Dylan’s voice made him jolt back to the present, and he turned to his Master.

“Yes, but you both know what we really want, and I’m not sure our Mia fits the bill,” Dylan said.

“Yeah…you’re right! She may actually run off screaming bloody murder if we told her what we really wanted,” Mathew said.

“Look, there’s no shame in fantasizing, though, is there?” Peter replied.

“Of course not. I’m honestly starting to think what we want is forever destined to be a fantasy. I mean, trying to find a woman to take on three guys is hard enough. Then add into the mix the fact that we’re bisexual, and… add the kink as well. What we’re asking for is almost impossible,” Mathew said. Peter had noticed recently that Mathew’s hopes of finding a perfect woman to complement their relationship had almost disappeared. He knew they were asking a lot, but they never considered giving up on each other. He loved them more than life itself. If he spent the remainder of his days with only these men, he would be very satisfied. Although there’d always be a piece missing, but he could live with that. He hoped. More so, he hoped that Dylan and Mathew could also live with it.

“Maybe we should be satisfied with how things are. I mean, guys, when we need a bit of pussy, we always get some,” Peter said. Sometime he worried about adding another person to the mix, upsetting the balance, so to speak. He was most worried about what a woman would think of him. He knew he was more submissive than most. He was a slave, after all. Mathew submitted to Dylan, so in some ways he could be seen as a sub. But he knew Mathew would never submit to anyone else. Mathew was strictly Dylan’s sub. He had once asked Mathew about it, and Mathew had said he’d never submitted to any man until he met Dylan. He said it was a clash of the Doms, and Dylan had come out on top. He had also said he would never kneel for any other man or woman.

Would a woman see him as weak? Would she try to dominate him, too? He had seen dominatrix in the lifestyle, but he never got a thrill out of it. It just didn’t rock his socks. What would happen if both Dylan and Mathew liked someone, and he didn’t? What if they let her dominate him when he didn’t enjoy it? He knew they loved him, and he loved them. He allowed them to make most of the decisions in their relationship. He liked not having to worry about those things. He was a natural worrier, so he had more than enough to keep him occupied. To be honest, the only woman he ever saw being the fourth in their family was Mia. He’d had a crush on her the moment he met her.

Dylan sighed. “Peter, we’ve talked about this. We want to have a family someday, and prowling for some faceless pussy is so tiring. It’s not worth it anymore. I want someone at my beck and call, and I don’t want to spend hours trying to convince her to take on all three of us. It’s just not worth the effort. I know you feel insecure, and you can’t trust your place in our lives. If only we could find a submissive woman who could give you the reassurance and support you can’t seem to accept from us. Then I would be a very happy man.”

“Yeah, I know there’s nothing better than having a pussy wrapped around me and feeling either one of you rubbing against my cock. Not to mention watching you both fuck someone. It’s like living porn that you get to be a part of,” Mathew replied with a dreamy look.

“As well as that, I want to be able to fuck one of my boys while ordering our girl to be fucked by the other one,” Dylan drawled.

Both Peter and Mathew groaned.

“Great, now I have a hard-on that could pound nails,” Peter whined.

“Poor baby…you only had to say something, sweets. Mathew, suck Peter’s cock,” Dylan said in a deep, commanding voice. Both boys knew not to question him when he used that tone with them. They both automatically fell into submissive mode. Mathew slid to the floor and crawled toward Peter’s chair.

“Peter, you stand up facing the table and bend over. Give Mathew plenty of room to get under you so he can suck that beautiful cock that could hammer nails.” Peter stood and got into position, and Mathew squeezed between the table and his crotch. Mathew used his teeth and lightly bit Peter’s cock through his pants. The slight pain and pleasure made Peter rock his hips toward Mathew, pushing his cock harder against his mouth. Mathew released him and started to work on his belt and pants, dropping them to his ankles, his cock bouncing free from the tight confines it had suffered in his pants. “As he’s sucking you, my boy, I’m going to fuck that pretty ass of yours. He watched as Peter shivered with desire. “You like that idea, do you, baby?” he asked, stalking toward the duo like a predator stalking its prey.

“Yes, Master,” Peter replied, his voice thick with lust.
 

Chapter Two

 

Mathew licked Peter’s cock from base to tip, wrapping his tongue around the crown and sliding it down his shaft like a closed fist of tongue. He pulled the condom and pack of lube from his pants pocket. He made sure every outfit he wore carried a condom or two and pack of lube just in case he was in the mood. Standing next to Peter, he ordered, “Prepare me, baby.”

Peter twisted his upper torso so he could let Mathew continue his ministrations on his shaft. He then released Dylan’s cock from its nest. He fisted the shaft and gave him a few gentle strokes.

“Did I give you permission to play?” Dylan demanded, even though he enjoyed the sensation of Peter’s hand.

“No, Master. Sorry, Master.” Peter rolled the condom into position and opened the pack of lube, handing it to Dylan.

“What a good boy you are. Now widen your stance.” He pushed Peter’s legs further apart, giving him better access. He watched as Mathew licked Peter’s balls and sucked first one then the other into his mouth. He could see the anticipation was killing Peter. He had Mathew’s talented mouth working on him, and his Master about to conquer his dark passage. He began rubbing the lube around Peter’s dark rose and slipped a finger inside his ass. “Now, a good boy won’t come until his Master gives him permission. Naughty boys get punished, don’t they?”

Dylan tried hard not to smirk. He knew how much it cost Peter. His moan confirmed his struggle. Peter, at the best of times, had trouble controlling his orgasms, and after almost a year of submitting to him he was getting pretty good at it. But he also knew how to push him just that much further. He knew how much Peter loved to get punished.

“Mathew, my love, if you can get Peter to be a naughty boy, I’ll allow you to punish him, and as an added bonus, I’ll make Peter be your cock-sucking slut for three whole days,” Dylan stated.

“Thank you, Master. I can’t wait to make him show you what a naughty boy he is,” Mathew cooed.

 

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Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
Peter had no hope now. Mathew was going to make him come for sure. The reward was just too good for him. Mathew licked his cock and rubbed it over his face. He lapped at his balls and tongued the sensitive skin just behind them as Dylan positioned his cock at his ass and started pushing. His cock breached the first ring of muscle as Mathew practically swallowed his cock right down his throat. The sensations for him were unbelievable. He started panting, trying to stop his orgasm and then counted to twenty in his head. Anything to distract himself from the mind-blowing pleasure he felt from having his Master filling his ass and his cock swallowed by Mathew.

Over and over, the waves of pleasure consumed him as his Master started slow and powerful strokes in his ass.

“I must say, you’re being a very good boy. I thought you’d have been naughty by now,” Dylan said.

“I’m trying to be good, Master,” Peter ground out through gritted teeth.

“Yes, you are. Too bad I’m going to make you fail your test,” Dylan said with a powerfully hard thrust inward. “You see, Mathew beat his sales target by forty percent this month. So you, my boy, are going to be his reward.

“I want to give you a fighting chance, Peter. You can only come after I’ve come in your beautiful ass. If you achieve that goal, then you have the victory,” Dylan tilted his hips forward and angled his cock to ensure that each stroke hit Peter’s sensitive prostate.

Peter knew there was no hope. He wasn’t going to last. He was using his last ounce of control to postpone his orgasm. He again deep-throated him, swallowing so his throat muscles massaged his cock. It was too much. He couldn’t hold on. At the same moment, Dylan’s thrust hit his prostate.
Ah!
He came and came and came. He felt Mathew swallowing his cum, and by the look on his face, the pulsing and jerking of his cock must have been painful. His heart was thumping in his chest at the thought of Mathew taking his seed inside his body.

“Master, Peter’s been a naughty boy,” Mathew crowed like a child telling tales to his teacher.

“So he has, Mathew. So he has,” Dylan said while pumping into Peter’s ass. One, two, three more thrusts and he shouted his release, filling the condom with his cum.

After Peter sensed Dylan’s breathing and heartbeat returning to normal, and with his semi-erect cock still buried deep in Peter’s ass, Dylan said, “Well, Mathew, it looks like you’ve earned yourself a little cock slut for three days.”

“Thank you, Master, I’m so going to enjoy my cock slut,” Mathew replied with a wicked grin.

“I have no doubt about that, my darling boy. On a side note, good work on the sales figures, too. You’ve pleased me.” Dylan pulled himself from Peter’s ass, and he groaned as his cock slid free.

“If my reward is a cock slut, Master, then I’ll ensure my figures are higher every month,” Mathew croaked, taking a long drink of his soda. His throat was clearly still raw from the massive explosion of Peter’s orgasm.

“Hmm… I may actually have to think about that. It’s not a bad incentive to improve our targets overall. But there has to be some equality. If Peter meets his production targets, he’d have to have a cock slut, too,” Dylan replied while using a tissue to help him remove the condom. He then wrapped it in another before tossing it in the trash. “Well, when would you like Peter to become your cock slut, today or tomorrow?”

 

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“Today please, Master,” Mathew replied with a gleeful grin, watching Peter as he pulled up his pants and straightened his clothing. He thought wickedly of all the things he was going to get Peter to do in the coming days. He still had a throbbing hard-on, which hadn’t been taken care of in the session today. He knew Dylan would make sure he was satisfied, if not now then later. It had been an interesting challenge for him as a Dom in the past to submit to Dylan now. He had learned to accept it because he loved Dylan with all his heart. Also, now having Peter as their slave helped greatly, and having someone to dominate whenever he wanted took away the restless need he felt.

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