The doorbell rang and I could hear Dom Tom answer the door. Muffled voices and laughing... I wondered how long it would take before they came out here. Tom had left me hog tied on the bench on the patio. Naked, caged, and on my back. He found an unoccupied eye hook, used for hanging plants on the beam of the roof of my patio, and strung my bindings up to it. While I was not suspended, it prevented me from rolling to either side or putting my limbs down.
It was not too long before I heard their voices getting louder as they approached the French doors leading out to the patio. It was a comfortable evening, so we had left them open. I heard Gates booming voice when he laughed and exclamation upon seeing me. "Ho Ho, what do we have here? You gift wrapped the goddamned boy for me? Damn, looks like I am in for a good time tonight!"
"I hope we all have a good time!" Tom added. "Let's get a drink and light up the cigars. We can enjoy watching our trussed piglet struggle for a bit." He led Gates over to the cart and poured himself a whiskey. "Neat or on the rocks?" He asked.
Gate pointed to the ice bucket and Tom handed him two fingers with two large cubes of ice. They sat in the loungers against the house where I could see them a little better. Two bearish men. Both over 6 feet tall. Tom was a little more muscular than Gates. While Gates had a sexy beer belly, he was still quite solid. And both were nice and hairy. Tom's black and grey hair was cut in a nice short flattop, and Gates had thick short messy reddish brown hair. Gates hair color was closer to mine, if I had not turned so grey already, and my head was not shaved. That thought made me notice the spread of hair on my own chest as it rose and fell with my breathing.
They lit the cigars and chatted. They got to know each other a little and Tom told Gates how he and I had started chatting online and finally met, just this weekend. So Gates asked him if I was a good lay. "The boy has a sweet pussy that will make your knees buckle. You have to maintain dominance or he will hypnotize you with that beautiful cunt of his. I plan on owning him if he'll have me. But that doesn't mean I am too selfish to share him with a good friend. I have a feeling his pussy is insatiable."
Gates laughed again a big hearty approving laugh. He tugged at his own crotch. I could tell he was thinking about partaking of my hole himself. Tom noticed as well, and stood up shucking his shirt. "We might as well get comfortable. We're gonna be diving into the main course soon anyway." Then he dropped his shorts as well. He sat back down, wearing only a cock ring and his motorcycle boots.
Gates did not need any further encouragement. He took a big puff on his gar and set it down. Then he stripped and grabbed his drink and gar back up. He walked over to me, walking all the way around me studying every angle. "Sexy boy! You got a good Daddy there. You best treat him good. But tonight, I am gonna have some fun with you myself!" Tom walked over and joined him. They stood above my head, puffing on their cigars and enjoying their whiskey. Tom grabbed a hold of Gates growing cock and tugged until it was engorged with blood. He stroked it a bit and Gates returned the favor. It was so hot watching them stroke each other above me.
I must have been grinning from ear to ear. "Something you like boy?" Tom teased me. I shook my head up and down, trying to nod yes. "You want to taste my whiskey?" He asked me then. I shook my head yes again. He took a sip, dropped to one knee and gave me an upside down kiss. When our lips touched he dribbled the whiskey into my mouth. He had fed me drink a double shot before Gates arrived so this sip just warmed me up again and brought me to a full buzz.
Gates rasped his approval under his breath and asked, "is that enough or do you want more?"
"More, please... Sir." I said, not sure how to address him, He chuckled, "Good. I like that, I think. Sir..." He mused. But then he dropped his drink to his crotch and dipped the head of his cock into his cold drink. He let out an "OH," it was colder than he expected, but just laughed more. He was quite a happy guy. Then he started to squat, dropping his cock into my mouth. I gobbled the whiskey flavored cock, tasting his musk and a slight hint of piss through the whiskey. I should start my own whiskey company and bottle this flavor mix... "Cock Royal - Texas' Finest Blended Whiskey"
Tom was pleased to see Gates taking his pleasure with me. He encouraged Gates, Fuck his face! He is a cock hound. Feed him your nuts and drop your ass on his face. He wants to taste all of you!" Tom rubbed Gates back, letting his hand fall to his ass and grabbing a fistful of Gates beefy butt. Gates growled with the attention and the two of them made out as he fucked my throat... stabbing his thick cock as deep as it would go.
Eventually Gates stood up with slobber on his cock and me looking up at him with pleading eyes. He laughed again at the sight. "Don't fret boy! We are just getting started. You might be insatiable, but your also gonna be sore at both ends by the time the night is over." And they both shared a laugh at that. I nervously chuckled with them.
Gates moved around to my ass. He licked his lips and brushed his fingers across my cunt. Tom dropped his cock into my mouth then and again encouraged Gates to enjoy himself. Gates remembered his drink suddenly and dipped two fingers in it and rubbed them across my hole. I flinched from the cold and the slight sting of the alcohol. Then he dropped to his knees and I felt his hot breath warming my pussy lips. The curly whiskers of his full beard tickled my pucker. He teased my pussy for what felt like forever, as my newfound daddy fed me his rigid cock. Finally, Gates stopped teasing and his hot wet lips kissed my hole. His tongue flicked out, exciting my flesh. I winked my hole at him... begging for more. He obliged by pressing his mouth over my hole and chewing gently on the ring, and shoving his tongue as deep as he could inside of me. I could feel him moaning into my hole.
