Date: Mon, 03 Mar 2008 11:19:50 -0800
From: "jimboyston@gmail.com" <jimboyston@gmail.com>
Subject: Ray's Cream Pie Party. Part III.

Mikie boy was still asleep. He had six loads of cum in him. I wanted to
fill him up with another eighteen loads in before the end of the day.


Shortly, Daddy Nick would be over to shave and dress Mikie boy. After
that I arranged a few private service sessions for the boy. In the late
afternoon I would drop Mikie boy off at Daddy Jim's. Jim owned a gas
station. The bathroom had a glory hole. Mikie Boy was to spend most his
afternoon there. Then, in the evening, the main event, a cream pie party.


I needed to wake the boy up. I knelt over him. He was sleeping on his
back with his mouth wide open. I took out my cock and let let a short
squirt of piss shoot into his mouth. The boy jumped up with a start and
coughed. "Good morning boy."


The boys swallowed and then said "Good morning Sir." He was still groggy.


"You have a big day ahead. Get up!" I said shaking his head.


I went back to the kitchen and had a second cup of coffee. In a few
minutes Mikie made his way to the kitchen and got himself a bowl of
cereal. He set the bowl on the table. I pick the bowl up and set it by
my feet. Mikie let out a short sigh. I slapped his face and said "Just
for that you don't get to use a spoon."


"Yes Sir."



Mikie boy got on his hands and knees and lapped up the cereal. I
watched him for a few minutes, so fuckable and sexy. I rubbed his head
and his back. He clearly loved the attention.



I heard the doorbell and answered the door. It was Daddy Nick and his boy.


Daddy Nick loves to shave and dress boys. I'm pretty relaxed on dress
code and appearances. All I want is young, collared and in a cock cage.
Nick though, keeps his boys smooth, in a little leather and very sexy.


After Nick and I said hello, Nick set down his duffel bag and ordered
his boy to present himself. The boy stripped and got on his knees,
hands behind his head, ass pushed slightly out. The boys was very
smooth and wearing a leather g-string, two leather arm bands and two
leather ankle bands. Daddy Nick and turned to me and asked. "Well Daddy
Ray. Is this the look you want?"


"Oh yes." Nick's boy looked very sexy. For a moment I wanted to cream
pie him instead."


Mikie boy was paying attention. He looked a little nervous.


Daddy Nick turned to Mikie. "Come here boy." Nick pointed to the ground
in front of him.



Mikie boy kneeled down next to Nick's boy. I could see that Mikie had a
little peach fuzz on his crotch while Nick's boy was totally smooth. It
was a little thing like that that made Nick's boy look just that much
more fuckable. Daddy Nick said to me "Enema, shave and leather?"


I nodded my head at Daddy Nick. "Go for it."


Nick grabbed a leash out of his Duffie bag and said to me "Would you
take care of my boy." Then he attached the leash to Mikie's collar,
ordered Mikie follow and walked down the hall to the bathroom.


I looked at Nick's boy and asked "Well boy, are you a moaner?"


The boys answered. "No Sir."


"Let's see about that." I grabbed the boy by his ear, sat down and bent
him over my knee. There was barely a peep out of him.


I raised my hand and firmly slapped his ass. The boy let out a slight "Oh."


"Very good boy." I spanked him again. This time harder. I kept spanking
harder till the boy started squirming and whimpering.


I grabbed the rope and wrapped it around the boys head and through his
mouth, gaging him. I tied his hands behind his back and bound his legs.
Then I took my belt off.


"OK boy. Three more and we are done for now." The boy looked a bit afraid.


"One!" I belted the boy hard.


"Two!" The were now two bright red belt marks on the boy's ass. The boy
started sobbing.


"Three!" The last belting was the strongest. It felt good. The boys
eyes were teary and he was whimpering gently.


"Good boy." I kissed the boy on his head. Then lifted him up and set
him on the ground. I clipped his ankle bands to his wrist bands, then
got up and headed over to the bathroom.


Daddy Nick had just finished the enema. Mikie boy was on his back with
his legs up in the air, bound to his hands. Nick got out his shaving
cream and rubbed some along the boys crack. He got out his razor and
slowly shaved the boys ass, from the outside, into the crack. Daddy
Nick gently worked the razor around the boys hole. I could see that
Nick was enjoying every minute of it. When Mikie's ass was smooth Daddy
Nick squirted some lotion on the boys ass, rubbing some in to the boys
skin, fingering the rest into the boy's hole. Daddy Nick finger fucked
the boy for a few minutes then said, "Now for your crotch." He untied
the boys legs and let them hit the floor. He said "Spread 'em wide."
Mikie boy did so.



Nick grabbed the boys cock cage, pulling the boys' dick to the left,
then to right, carefully inspecting the boys crotch The boy winced a
little as the sharp points on cock cage dug into his skin.



"Not much to do here." Daddy Nick said.


"Yeah, the boy is naturally smooth." I said.


"Let's clean him up anyways."


Nick lathered up Mikie's crotch and balls and shaved them, removing the
little peach fuzz that was present. He pulled the cock cage in every
direction, making sure it was tight. "How long has the boy been locked
up?" Nicked ask.


"Oh. Not long enough. Only a day."


"Fuck." Nick started slapping the boys balls. The boy squirmed. "Get
over it boy. My boy has been locked up for over a month. You got it easy."


Nick rummaged through his duffel bag and pulled out a leather g-string.
He held it up to the boys waist and asked me "What do you think?"


"That's not bad. Try it on boy."


Mikie stood up and put on the g-string. He turned around, showing off
for us. When we saw his rear Daddy Nick said "That's not going to work.
The leather strap won't make for great fucking." The G-string had thin
leather strap than ran from the bottom of the crotch, up the ass crack
to the waste band. "Take it off boy."


Daddy Nick pulled out a leather jock strap. Mikie took off the g-string
and put on the jock strap on. This time when Daddy Mike saw Mikie boy's
ass he said "Perfect" Daddy Nick then pulled a few arm and leg bands
out of his duffel bag and locked them to the boy's wrists and ankles.


"Thanks Nick." I said, "What do I owe you?"


"An hour with the boy."


"No bruises. The play room is downstairs to the left. Mind if I put
your boy to work?"


"Go right ahead." With that, Daddy Nick grabbed Mikie boys leash. The
two headed downstairs.


I walked back to Nick's boy. He had stopped sobbing and was breathing
quietly. The belt marks had faded. "Boy, I've got some chores for you."
I unbound the boys arms and legs, but left the rope gag on. "Get the
dishes clean. One strap for every dish that has a spot on it."


I sat back and watched the boy do his job. Downstairs I heard the crack
of a belt and cries from Mikie boy. The sound got me hard. I saw Nick's
boy jump. "He strap you often boy?"


The boy nodded.


"That's good. It toughens you up and makes you submissive." The boy
continued to wash and dry my dishes, taking great care to watch for
spots and jumping when Mike boy let out an extra loud moan.


I decided to check up on Mikie so I walked downstairs. Mike boy was
tied to my St. Andrews Cross and Daddy Nick was flogging him. His back
was bright red. I said "Keep the door closed. You're making a racket."


Nick smiled and said "Sorry!" I closed the door and walked back up stairs.


By that time Nick's boy had finished my dishes. I carefully inspected
each dish. He did a good job. Only two spots. I was a little
disappointed that Nick's boy did such a good job. "Bend over boy!"


The boy looked frightened. I slapped his face for not promptly bending
over. "Bend over, now!" I got out my belt. "One!..... Two!...." There
were now two beautiful belt straps on the boys ass.


I pointed to the vacuum cleaner and said "That's your next job." When
the boy started, I headed downstairs again to watch Daddy Nick.


By now, Daddy Nick had Mikie boy tied to a bench with his head hanging
off the end. Nick was throat fucking the boy. The boy was squirming but
tied up too tight to fight back. Every twenty seconds or so, Nick would
back off a little and let the boy catch his breath. Then Nick would go
back in and deeply fuck the boys throat. After five or ten minutes I
saw that Nick was getting close. He stopped letting Mikie breath and
mercilessly throat fucked him. Then Daddy Nick moaned "Oh Yes." and
blew his load into Mikie boy.


"That's load number seven" I said."


Daddy Nick thought for a second and then said "Not really." Nick pulled
his cock out of Mikie boys mouth. Mikie gasped for air.


"Why is that?"


"When I gave him an enema I flushed the cum out."


I smiled and looked at Mike. "Your right. Let's start over gain. Twenty
three loads to go." I pulled out my cock and rubbed it over the boys
face. "Load number two... cumming up."