Bonobo World 21 - Double Date

Series Disclaimer

In an alternate world where humans have more in common with the mild mannered, female lead Bonobos than with our brutish, male centered chimpanzee relatives, where women lead and men follow, where women rule and men support them, where the bond between a mother and her son is the glue that holds the world together, a young man grows into a useful, productive male, lead by the strong women in his life.

This is an ongoing series, dealing with femdom and male submission.

If you find the description enticing, it is recommended to start reading it at part one.

If not -- then not.

All characters are 18 or older and consenting adults.

Previously on: Alex and his custodian Tina met a couple of new friends during their date at ComicCon. Their second encounter opens a new world for our young, submissive hero.

WARNING: Additional to heterosexual intercourse, this story contains sexual activities between two men. If male homosexual content is not your thing, I recommend you skip this chapter.

As the bell rings, Alex jumps. He has been nervous all day, and Tina chuckles watching him run to the door. Sandrine smiles warmly, she always loves seeing her son this exited.

It's been a week since Tina met her new friend Brianna and her boy-toy at the ComicCon. They had liked each other immediately -- and over the course of the first night together, Alex has formed a connection with Bruno he never knew with any other man. He has confessed these feelings to Tina and she has smiled at that knowingly. She had never seen this in a man, but she heard about it. Emotionally stunted as men are, this is apparently one of the deepest connections they can form with one another.

Sandrine has confirmed that when they discussed it with her later. She had experienced similar bonds between her boy-toys and other men in the past, if only rarely. It is not even remotely comparable to any bond women have with each other, of course - not as strong and it usually doesn't even last very long. Sandrine is certain men really are unable of building strong, lasting bonds to anyone but the women claiming them. None worth following up on, that is.

Which makes this Bruno an ideal candidate for what the two women have planned for a while now. The time has come for little Alex to take one big step from boy to man.

They haven't asked Alex, of course, nor did they actually even inform him about their plans. But for a man, Alex is pretty smart. He has been picking up on signals -- it's been a topic between Tina and Brianna in their first night together after all and when Tina informed him that they have a proper date with the two -- even more so, in the presence of his mother, Alex understood what this very likely meant. He has been looking forward to this moment as much as he was anxious about it.

He is wearing a short lose sundress -- it feels a bit weird wearing clothes at home. He is usually naked here, and in front of his mother rarely ever wears traditionally male clothes like dresses or skirts. But they all agreed this is a proper date, despite taking place at home, so it is appropriate to dress up. And Sandrine has grudgingly agreed to let Tina pick the outfit. Which naturally resulted in this one.

Tina and Sandrine wear more or less causal outfits: jeans, dress shirts -- not too formal for a dinner at home, but enough to acknowledge they have guests.

Brianna enters the room, commanding commandeering it at once. Tall, bald and muscular she is a sight to behold - dressed tonight in tight pants and a tight t-shirt, hugging her small breasts as much as her firm abs. Bruno is by her side, in more modern clothes than Alex -- tight short pants, a crop top, all white, contrasting his dark skin.

As is the custom, the women greet each other first, kissing, hugging, letting the men wait until they are done. Then Bruno and Alex get to exchange a welcome hug, Bruno planting a kiss on the other boy's lips that surprise Alex only a little -- not their first kiss, after all and Brianna clearly likes to see her boy initiate contacts like this. Alex feels the taller boy's hand wander down his back, firmly grabbing his ass, a lot more daring than the fist time they shared a kiss a week ago. Whether he got the expressed permission from his custodian to tease his new friend or whether the bonding experience the toy-boys shared being used by the other's mistress together made Bruno more confident, Alex doesn't know. Nor does he care, he enjoys the firm hand of the other man grabbing his cheek.

The meal is ready in the oven. Björn, member of the outer circle of Sandrine's household has prepared it all day long as by Sandrine's order and only left a few minutes ago to leave the head of the household, her son, the newest member of the family and their esteemed guest and her boy alone.

They settle down, Sandrine at the head of the table, Brianna and Tina next to her, the boys next to their ladies. The women fill their plates and glasses first, the men patiently waiting for their turn, keeping quite after the conversation starts unless they're addressed. Men are to be seen, not heard.

"So -- Brianna. I've heard so many good things about you and your little man. My boy and his lady truly like you two."

The tall, bald woman smiles.

"Glad to hear that, I like them too. You have a very nice son, Sandy. Well trained and talented. And you're lucky to have a fine woman like Tina join your family."

Sandrine nods.

"I am indeed. So -- tell me a little about yourself. How did you find this -- excellent specimen of a boy? Did you know his mother?"

Brianna shakes his head.

"Never met her. She made him move out as soon as he turned 18. Didn't care much for mating with him, either. I must say... Not a fan of traditional family values, that woman. Never understood these modern women with this attitude, really. I mean, our whole society, the peace and harmony we live in is to no small part based on all males learning from early on how to behave, how to comply, how to respect women and service them. Who better to teach them but their mother?"

Sandy nods, her warm eyes on her own, well trained son.

"I consider myself a modern woman, too, but I agree. Some core values are so intrinsical to a well organized, matriarchal society and the bond between mother and son should always be one. I'm glad you hand that value down to Bruno if his own mother didn't..."

Brianna chuckles, then nods.

Alex gulps, looking at his mother. He loves her so much, loves servicing her. Tina has taken over the place of first lady in his heart and loins sneakily, but his mother will always be his first, very special love. He can't imagine growing up like...

"When I found him, I actually had to arrest him."

Brianna chuckles.

"Oh? So you're a..."

"Public Order Officer. Not as flashy and glamorous as your career, Sandy..."

"Oh, please. I have the greatest respect for you. Thankfully our society is at core peaceful and harmonious, but to keep the little pools of disorder from making bigger waves and disturbing peace is SO much more important than reading the news every night or managing a media company."

Brianna smiles and nods. Not an uncommon praise - everyone loves POO's, in this society's just and fair system, their service is most appreciated, and deserving all of the praise. Being female, the risk of them abusing their powers is virtually non existent.

"Thanks. Anyway, the first time I met the little man, just a few weeks after he moved out from home, he was loitering in the park, staring at women, making them uncomfortable. I took him in and he served his community service. Then again, few weeks after that. He made trouble in the same park again, again staring at women. Only this time he also refused to apologize to one who confronted him about it."

Alex looks at the black man with wides eyes. The though of disobeying a woman... Sandrine chuckles.

"A little firebrand, were you, Bruno?"

"I... yes, Ms. Sandrine..."

Brianna joins the older woman's laughs.

"Mostly his mother's fault. We don't get many misbehaved males, but if so, their training went badly from an early age. Thank the Goddesses, a well working matriarchy has ways of catching every boy who falls through the grit and taming him. For his second offence, with no legal female guardian, he'd have gone to re-education camp for a while until a new custodian could be found for him. Works every time, but of course it's not ideal - throws a boy's development back and slows him down in becoming a useful male to the matriarchy. I saw something in him, tough. I found it pretty obvious what he was missing, so I applied to the Arbitrator to be allowed to train him myself. As an officer of the law, I'm entitled to do that for every unappropriated male."

Sandrine nods.

"Seems like it worked. Looking at him today, It's hard to imagine him as a troublemaker."

"It took a little while, but not too long. It was obviously he needed a strong female hand to guide him, one that his mother couldn't provide even when he was still with her. When he got a woman in his life taking the reigns, he quickly became a very, very good boy!"

She pats his had, making him lower his eyes. Even under his deep black skin, Alex thinks he can see the other boy blush.

"You're his official custodian?"

"His legal guardian, actually. In absence of his mother, adopting him was easy."

"Really?"

Tina chuckles.

"You mean you're legally Bruno's Mommy, Bri?"

Brianna looks at her with a frown.

"Technically, but don't even think of calling me that. Even Bruno only gets to to that in bed. I just adopted him for practical reasons. A guardian has a level of control over a male a custodian doesn't, after all! I'm not old enough to be an adult man's actual mother!"

She clears her throat, looking at Sandrine.

"I mean.. no offence, you're not..."

Sandy laughs.

"None taken. Relax. Sometimes I find it hard to believe my little boy is already old enough for me to have made him a man, myself. I'm very, very proud that I did, but I envy you a little. Having an adult quasi son at your age..."

"31."

"...must have its perks."

Brianna looks the her.

"You make it sound like you're an old woman."

"I'm approaching the big 5..."

"Not even time for a midlife crisis, with today's live expectancies. And you're really beautiful."

Sandrine smiles warmly at their guest, she is used to compliments, but she always gives the impression of having just gotten her first. It is a totally justified one, though. Of course Alex is everything but objective, but everyone agrees, his Mom doesn't look her age.

"Thank you you, you're too kind."

She pours another glass of the deep red wine to the bald woman and the talk continues. It's mostly adult topics, mature, deep, what women talk about. Alex's mind wanders quickly, he never can follow the talks of women for long.

Trying not to stare, he assesses the boy across the table. His even, pretty, dark face, the broad chest filling his tight top. He feels his cock twitch, musing over him and again cannot help but confirm his mother's theory about every man being inherently bi. When Bruno catches him looking and smiles, his dick goes from twitching to growing fully erect under his lose dress.

When dinner is done, the bottles of wine emptied - only by the women, Sandrine is not an advocate of males drinking alcohol and Brianna adheres to the unspoken rule in this household, so they both got milk for dinner -- the conversation turns - raunchier. That, too is quite common in women's group talks -- males make an excellent topic.

"He really is, isn't he?"

Sandrine chuckles with a look to her son.

"He kept comparing his little dick ALL the time, no matter how often I assured him women like a small cock just as much, if not more. But you know boys. SO obsessed with superficiality and so pointlessly competitive. But I think he settled into being what he is - haven't you, Lexi?"

Alex nods, glad he kept up with the conversation in the last minutes.

"Yes, Mom. I really like my small dick."

The boy's Mom smiles, the snickers.

"Good boy. May have something to do with young Tina liking the little one the way it is, too, huh?"

Alex blushes, glad she goes on talking to Ms. Brianna.

"I hear your Bruno is a bit bigger endowed?"

Brianna nods.

"Not huge -- I've had bigger, but quite hefty, yeah. Wanna see?"

Sandy nods.

"Of course."

Without being told to, Bruno stands up and drops his pants -- his cock, almost ebony black and uncircumcised stands half erect. Alex hasn't gotten a good look at it on their first night, but he estimates it doesn't quite reach 20 centimetres when fully hard. But it's close. And it IS thick, the boy's guardian didn't oversell it.

"Nice."

Sandrine strokes it, making to twitch.

"It really is, isn't it?"

Tina smiles and waves him to her side of the table.

"I really like black cocks. Aesthetically speaking. It looks like a rod of shiny obsidian."

She licks her lips watching it getting bigger.

"Sorry, Lex, you know I find yours really, really cute, but even if it was this big, it would still look a bit pale and... I don't know. Like an uncooked sausage. I appreciate your other qualities a lot more than a pretty cock, but when it does come to cocks..."

She strokes the black specimen in front of her.

"This one really outshines yours."

Alex gulps down the hot feeling that boils up inside of him. He knows she's right, Tina appreciates other qualities like compliance, eagerness and a talented mouth in a boy much more than cocks, and he knows and cherishes it as her innate female right to look around and pick other men to use for the skills she sees in them that he lacks. Anything that makes her happy is good. Yet, he has to actively fight back the petty male emotion that is his jealousy. Despite that, his cock is throbbing, pulsating under his dress. He is also deeply, thoroughly aroused, seeing his woman enjoying herself is a sight that excites him more than anything.

Brianna smiles.

"Want to start the fun part of the date, Tina?"

The young woman nods with a smile and licks her lips, patting he black rod in front of her again, finally gets up, puts her hand around it and leads the black boy into the hall, to Alex's room. He sighs. Of course whatever the women have planed will take place There.

He had expected to be the prime service male of the evening, but apparently he was wrong. He still has little doubt the women plan to introduce him to the duties of male-on-male-servicing, but apparently -- not right now. Tina seems to have other plans for tonight and the other women follow her lead.

In his room, Tina slips out of her clothes, and lies down on Alex's bed. The older women take seats in his two chairs next to the bed, leaving no more chair for Alex, so he stands in the room awkwardly, unsure what to do. His boner pushes his dress up, making the whole situation no less embarrassing.

Tina pats the side of the bed, looking at her boy-toy.

"Kneel down by the bed, Lex", she orders, ending his insecurity.

Glad to be told what to do, Alex does. She touches his cheek, then turns her eyes to the other boy, standing naked at the foot of the bed, his black, hard rod pointing at her.

With a smile, Tina spreads her legs and looks at Alex kneeling beside his bed as the black man licks his lips, lets his tight shorts drop to the floor and and moves between the pale thighs, his cock, rock hard, diving in between her soft folds in one swift movement. Her soft hands find the way to the black man's firm, toned buttocks, urging him ever deeper.

He groans animalistically and Tina lets out a soft sigh as she closes her eyes.

Alex's cock pulsates with a dull pain that he already feels mixing with the red heat of his arousal. He hates being jealous, knows it's the lowest form of male emotion. Petty, pointless, way above his station as a man. He closes his eyes to fight it back, then opens them again as Tina moans louder. He looks at the black cock penetrating her pussy, slow at first, then faster and harder. He loves the feeling of his lady's wet hot lips around his tiny dick - it of course is one sensation he very rarely ever gets. Almost all the time, when he gets to fuck her, it's with his penis sleeve on, feeling nothing. He knows that kind of serving is worthier, nobler than what Bruno gets to do now. Pleasuring a woman without any consideration for his own needs, altruistically, selflessly. Yet his whole body, most of all his small quivering cock, longs for the feeling of being inside her.

Stop being so egotistic! SHE is enjoying herself. That is all that counts.

"Oh, goddess, that's good", Tina moans.

"Better than rubber... I keep forgetting what a large cock feels like..."

He turns his eyes away from the savage penetration to his custodian's face and feels a warmth that pushes back the raging heat with ease. Her bliss, the joy, the ecstasy on her face. He feels he's calming down. There is nothing more important in the world than that - Tina being happy. He breathes in deeply, the aching in his dick ebbing down slightly. He is still aroused of course but by the sight of her bliss and no longer by the useless, petty dreams of his own.

He puts his hand close to hers -- presumptuous, maybe, but if she feels like it... she looks at him, smiles and takes it, squeezes it hard as the boy between her legs rams his large cock into her, sending waves of bliss through her. With her free hand she takes Bruno's head, pulls him towards her and kisses him passionately, hungrily, but the hand holding Alex's doesn't let got. She may be connected sexually with this stud, but he's still hers.

Eventually he feels her hand grab his tighter, pressing it hard and painfully as her moans turn into groans and screams. He knows this music, loves it more than any other sound and smiles as she comes, bucking under the black man inside her cunt.

He slows down, looks at her, well knowing that his purpose is served and if she is satisfied, this session should be over. Apparently she's not.

She turns around, his cock still inside, goes on all fours -- and looks at Alex.

"Come here sweety, make yourself useful!"

He knows a second man's place in this scenario -- hasn't experienced it himself yet, but it is a part of theoretical training of all males. He wriggles under Tina, his head between her legs, his face right below her pussy as Bruno continues fucking her hard. He kisses the swollen clit, sucks it, then carefully moves his tongue lower. He knows how he is expected to service. Licks her lips, trying to avoid the shaft, unsuccessfully of course, it's too big, too much in motion, so he can't help but also lick along the veiny, black, pulsating shaft.

Eventually he gathers his courage and does what he's here for: bends back his head and kisses the dangling black balls, licks them and takes them in his mouth following his pumping forward-and-backward motion. They are salty, musky, sweaty. An unfamiliar taste -- that make his cock grow harder, he feels. It is a purely physical reaction, proving to him, once and for all, his mother's theory about all men, him I particular, being bisexual, to be true.

He keeps up his efforts, alternating from licking and kissing his lady and her stud until eventually he feels the balls contract inside his mouth, hears Bruno groaning and shouting like an animal and sees his black cock pumping a hot load into Ms. Tina's pussy. As the cock slides out with a moan from both Tina and Bruno, Alex knows what is expected of him without being told. He licks along Tina's wet lips, enters her with his tongue and licks up globs of hot cum dripping out of her.

It's the first semen except his own he ever tastes. It tastes richer - muskier, creamier - better than his own. He smacks his lips and swallows a gob, then goes back to eating out Tina's pussy until he is sure there is nothing more to swallow.