Brandon Masters smiled to himself in anticipation of the upcoming night's grand event. He sat on the comfortable circular couch in the suite's living room area and sipped his drink. He looked around at the other middle-aged men who had gathered to celebrate their friend Robert's bachelor party the night before his wedding. He listened to the customary crude jokes and suggestions for the groom's wedding night with a smirk on his face. Hearing the several complaints about the lack of strippers or even porn made his already hard cock throb in anticipation.
Robert had to promise the father of the bride that he would not have strippers or porn at his bachelor party. It was a small price to pay for the father of the bride to pay for the wedding and ensure the upcoming business merger. Brandon chuckled to himself thinking of all the things his heterosexual friends had to deal with in their lives. Not for the first time, Brandon thanked his lucky stars that he was gay and didn't have to hide his sexual preferences due to his immense wealth and highly lucrative company. He glanced around the room at the other 5 men in attendance and let himself admire that they had all kept their athletic physiques even after they had stopped playing football after college.
He set his eyes on the only other gay man in attendance, his best friend since elementary school coach Matthew Stevens. He had to admire his friend's audacity at being an out-and-proud gay high school football coach. He chuckled to himself thinking of all the 18 and 19-year-old boys that his friend had educated and introduced into the world of gay sex. These young athletes had been so easy to entice into their beds. His friend seemed to have a sixth sense when it came to spotting gay tendencies or just submissive personalities in his young men. They had even tag-teamed a few lucky boys over the years.
Brandon however, preferred taking completely straight young men into his bed. He had perfected the art of straight-boy enticement over the years. He had also acquired numerous slave boys over the years and had enjoyed their young tight bodies as well. There was nothing like having a totally heterosexual young man bend his sexuality for Brandon. Knowing that it was in fact a straight-boy sucking his hard cock, being rimmed, or taking a blast of Brandon's hot cum deep in his young ass always made the sex so much more enjoyable.
Deciding to join in on the evening's conversation and finally clue in the heterosexual men about the upcoming main event, Brandon cleared his throat to gain everyone's attention. Once all eyes were on him, he looked to the groom as he said, "Well, Robert, I know you had to promise there wouldn't be strippers or porn here tonight, not that I mind in the least since our preferences for both are not exactly compatible."
Brandon allowed the other men a chuckle, as he smiled teasingly. His friends all knew he and Matthew were gay and none of them cared. They had all been friends since middle school at the latest and Mathew and his sexual preferences had been known since then as well. Glancing at Matthew and winking to his best friend, before turning back to the groom and continuing, "However, I have acquired a recently enslaved young man that I believe will entertain us quite well. I purchased him as soon as he came in the market for a reasonable price and had him trained in servitude at The Center. The boy is totally straight and a virgin, but he has been trained in sucking cock and given the proper obedience training by the best the slave industry has to offer. I think tonight will be worth remembering."
Matthew immediately grinned at his friend's surprise and looked forward to the event in question. The other 4 men looked skeptical and all began voicing their apprehension and reluctance to proceed. Shaking his head at his heterosexual friends' hesitation, Brandon continued, "Don't worry your straight heads about tonight. Slave fuck boys are perfectly acceptable nowadays. It doesn't make you gay to use a slave boy to blow off some steam or make him blow you, either."
Brandon and Matthew laughed at the joke, before Matthew added, "Seriously guys, you will enjoy this. No one will know and if someone finds out, no one will care. It's just a slave fuck boy. It's not like cheating or anything like that. It's a stress relief, that's all. Live a little."
Brandon nodded at his friend as she saw most of the other men nodding reluctantly, and continued, "Matt's right. This is just entertainment for the party. Besides, you will enjoy this. I guarantee. At least see the little fuckboy before you make up your minds. He is a perfect specimen of a young straight slave fuckboy."
Seeing the heterosexual men finally nod, Brandon sent a quick text to the room service attendants that were watching his new slave and instructed them to bring the boy inside. Hearing the doors to the suite open, the men turned to see a naked and slave-collared Andrew Duncan being led into the room on a leash. Letting the shock of the boy's appearance sink in before he then explained, "You all remember young Andrew, don't you gents? Well, if not, his father engaged in some rather dangerous business deals that forced him to liquidate certain assets that including his young 18-year-old son Andrew, in order to avoid complete bankruptcy. I acquired this slave and felt it was my duty to keep him close to home in order to help him adjust to his new life as a slave fuckboy. His father doesn't know I own him, but seeing as it's all perfectly legal, it really doesn't matter, does it?"
Brandon stood up and took the leash from the attendants, before dismissing them both. He led the naked slave to the center of the room and indicated for the slave to kneel. After the slave boy obediently knelt, Brandon continued, "Andrew here, was a great swimmer and track star in high school. He might have gone on to have a decent time in college sports, but his father's financial troubles derailed all that. Now he is a perfectly trained slave fuckboy and I'm letting our friend Robert have the pleasure of deflowering his tight little asshole before the rest of us have our fun. Now, the few rules I have for the slave's treatment by you gents are not to tear his ass apart, so no fisting or double dicking. No beatings or leaving damage. Remember, I bought him and I hope to enjoy him for quite a while, so I don't want him damaged. Besides, he is a well-trained slave and won't need any discipline or coercion to service us."
Brandon smiled as he saw the others begin to discuss the opportunity. Bruce, John, and Jacob mentioned how big of an asshole Andrew's father was and how entitled and arrogant Andrew had been his whole life. Brandon smirked as he saw the others coming around, as he added, "This slave's former father is an asshole and I can't wait to let him know how well his former son is behaving as my fuckboy. Don't worry I'll keep all your names out of this. He'll just think Matt and I have availed ourselves of this slave's services. Just imagine how his former father would feel if he knew that his former son was sucking our hard cocks and being deflowered by us. Come on guys, this will be loads of fun."
Matt and the others laughed at the euphemism, as they began looking down at the kneeling slave boy and considering the opportunity to teach the slave the errors of his past behavior. Robert was still unsure and finally said, "I don't know. If this ever got back to my future father-in-law it might spoil my upcoming merger and possibly my marriage."
Brandon chuckled as he explained, "I happen to know that your future father-in-law has enjoyed the services of numerous slave fuckboys at several different boy brothels around the country. Trust me, he won't care. He might even be impressed and ask for details."
