Date: Wed, 14 May 2014 10:48:59 -0400
From: Nut Honey <mrnuttnhoney@gmail.com>
Subject: Master Reds Stable of Fuckable Colts & Fillies: Boris Pt 3

By Master Red

Disclaimer: This story contains explicit sexual interaction between men,
all of which are consensual and of legal age. All names and some of the
descriptions, attributes or characteristics of individuals have been
changed or altered to protect the identity and privacy of actual people or
person(s) encountered.

You need to be of legal age in your jurisdiction to read this story.

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Boris: Part 3

Boris had not moved a muscle since I ordered him into position at the foot
of my bed.

He was still bent at the waist with his legs apart, his chest and head
resting on the bed with his arms spread wide like a good submissive, ready
for whatever was next.

I moved from where I stood behind him and walked over to the nightstand
where all my toys for the session were on display.

I picked up the largest butt plug that I owned, the "Helmet Head XL" glass
butt plug. It measured 6 inches by 3 and a half inches at its widest point
and it was shaped just like the name.

I also chose a black leather blindfold and a long strip of padded black
leather.

I could feel his eyes on me before I turned to confirm that he was watching
every move I made. I gave him alittle smile as I pushed one of his
outstretched arms aside and sat on the bed.

I reached out, took his scruffed chin in my hand and pulled him toward me
for our first kiss, his tongue eagerly searching mine, probing and feeding
off my mouth.

He tasted like possibilities.

When my curiosity was satisfied I said, "Stop!"

"Look at me Bitch."

He opened his eyes immediately and let his mouth go slack, a line of
spittle running from his mouth to his chin.

I took the butt-plug that I had been holding in my other hand and slowly
waved it across his face.

He did his best to watch but could better feel the glass as it barely
touched his lips then rolled from left to right, from one stubbled cheek to
the other then finally down across the spittle, wiping his face clean.

I could see that he was starting to breath heavier, excited by what was to
come perhaps?

I lay the toy down on the bed and picked up the blindfold.

He looked at me for as long as he could until he was masked in total
darkness, left to depend on his remaining four senses and me.

With the blindfold tied securely behind his head I leaned in close to his
left ear and whispered, "Time to open you up."

He could not see but he could feel the cool glass as it forced its way
slowly between his lips and inside his mouth, I pushed it in till he
started to gag on it.

I pulled it in and out, telling him to suck it like a dik till he got it
good and wet with his saliva.

I pulled the glass phallus out of his mouth and walked back around to the
foot of the bed.

I held the butt-plug by its flared base and pushed it into his hole, lubed
only by the spit from his mouth.


"Ahhh! Ahhh!" he cried out, his butt squirming, trying to push the foreign
object out of his anus.

"Stop bucking boy or Masters gonna really give you something to scream
about!" I shouted.


He tried his best to stop moving but he could not control the involuntary
spasms and shaking of his legs as his body tried its best to absorb the
shock of the internal invader.

I could see him bury his face deeper in the towel on the bed so that I
wouldn't hear him as he continued to scream as I worked the butt plug
deeper into his ass.

To show him some mercy I pulled the butt plug out halfway and slathered it
with lube, giving him a moment to regain his composure.

Then I began another assault, pushing it back in, making sure to push it in
deep and slowly turn it form side to side, knowing that the wetness would
ease his pain...alittle.

In time his inner walls relaxed and started to accept the glass intruder
poking at his prostate.

His cries subsided and were replaced with moans of pleasure.

Time to up the ante.

I gave the "Helmet Head XL" one last little push to make sure it was
securely held in place by his inner muscles and let go of the base.

I stood up, reached for the strip of black leather that was on the bed and
wound it around my right hand.

Even though he was blindfolded Boris and could not see what I was doing he
could sense that something was about to happen. He lifted his head up but
dared not speak till spoken to.

With my hand wrapped to my satisfaction I started to spank his ass-cheeks,
first one then the other, each contact of my padded palm harder and harder
against his hairy butt.

All the while holding onto the sides of the bed like a good little bitch,
writhing on the butt plug and moaning with each smack of his ass.

"Do you like that boy?" I asked, the room filling with the sound of my hand
connecting with his crimson cheeks.

"Yes," he replied, "Oh yes!"

"Please Sir, may I have another"