Date: Thu, 01 Nov 2007 09:00:22 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Poker Game 3

See Part 1 for all the legal stuff.

			      THE POKER GAME

				  PART 3
	       We Discover and Explore Brian's Sexual Kinks

Brian called and asked us if he could join us for the weekend, he had
something serious he wanted to discuss with us. Tommy and I had planned a
quiet weekend just loving each other but said yes, he was after all our baby
still even if he was twenty one.

He arrived for dinner on Friday night and afterwards we sat in the lounge
while he told us what it was all about.

"I think I want to be a slave to another guy, or guys, but I don't know for
sure and I am hoping you will help me discover if I really want to go the
whole hog. I have got a list of web sites I have checked out that tell you
all about being a slave master and I want you to look at them and then use
me as a slave for the remainder of the weekend abusing me as bad as it is
possible to be abused."

Tommy and I looked at each other almost in shock. To cut a long story short
we agreed and spent the remainder of Friday evening and Saturday morning
researching how we were supposed to behave. Shit, it was so erotic just
reading about it that we were erect almost all the time.

"No wonder you got off on punishing me Tommy, now that I have read this I
can understand how. Are we really going to do these things to Brian?"

"Yeah if that's what he wants. I hope you have a sadistic streak because we
are going to need it."

I couldn't really imagine getting off on punishing someone but I know the
reverse could be true so perhaps Brian would get a lot of pleasure from it.

Tommy said he would start the ball rolling but first he needed to go to our
old gang HQ, (the shed in his parents garden.) When he came back we started.

"Right boy, get naked and you will remain naked until you leave this house
to go to work on Monday. You will address Myckie and I as Master and only
speak when spoken to."

Brian shed his clothes quickly and stood in front of Tommy covering his cock
and balls. Tommy showed him the positions for slave rest, display, suck and
punishment.

"Now slave display."

We walked all round him touching him, particularly his genitals and his
arse. I hadn't seen him like this for three years, nearly four. He was
gorgeous. He had fined down his body a little more but added more muscle, he
was devastating.

Tommy picked up the paddle he had used on me years ago and just powered into
Brian emphasizing that if he moved he would be strung up and thrashed
unconscious. He gave him ten and then asked me if I would like to thrash his
genitals. Brian looked shocked until I shook my head.

"You are lucky slave, for now. Undress me and give me the best blowjob you
have ever given."

Once naked Tommy sat in an armchair and let Brian blow him.

"Why don't you start opening his arse up Myckie and then I can fuck him
while he blows you."

I was used to this side of Tommy, I would often give him a blowjob and he
would still be ready to fuck me five minutes later. Brian was obviously good
because Tommy blew very quickly but he said it was awful and put Brian
across his knees and spanked him for about five minutes, he was really being
a bastard.

Brian gave me a great blowjob while Tommy power fucked him. I thought
`Christ he must be sore already and we've only been at it for about half an
hour.'

"Now slut, go and change our bed, do the laundry and clean the house, top to
bottom. When you think you are finished come back here and report."

"Ok Myckie, what would you like to do for the remainder of the day? Fancy
going shopping?"

So we did, not returning to the house until it was nearly time for dinner.
We had eaten lunch out and I realised Brian had not been given permission to
eat. I wondered if he would have done, obviously so did Tommy.

"Slave where are you?" Tommy said as soon as he walked through the door.
Brian was at slave rest in front of him in about two seconds.

"I'm here Master."

"What are you doing?"

"I'm just finishing the ironing Master. The remainder of the house is
finished."

"Huh, I'll be the judge of that. Come on Matt let's have a look. Back to
your chores slave."

We went through the house and I was amazed, I don't think I had ever seen it
this clean Brian must have really worked his socks off. Tommy found a small
patch of scaling on the bathroom tiles and screamed for Brian.

"What do you call this you useless slut?" Tommy screamed at Brian pointing
at the offending tiles.

"I'm sorry Master."

"You will be, slave punishment."

Brian was bent over legs spread wide and Tommy powered into him with his
bare hands spanking him harder than I had ever seen and only stopped when I
said "Tommy."

I thought it was brutal but Tommy just winked at me and sent Brian on his
way.

We ordered in dinner and Tommy put some scraps in a bowl on the floor and
told Brian to eat them. I wanted to cry, our sweet gentle baby on all fours
with a very bruised bottom snuffling at a bowl of scraps. It got worse as
well. As soon as Brian had cleared up from dinner Tommy took him out to our
garden shed, tied his wrists behind his back, to stop him playing with
himself and chained him to the work bench. It meant he could only lay down
on a hard concrete floor with no covering, he would be cold and very
uncomfortable.

Back in the house I pleaded with Tommy to bring Brian back in and at least
let him sleep in the kitchen.

"No Myckie, I am being intentionally brutal because I don't want him to
become someone's slave, he's our baby, when he comes here I want it to be
for loving like it always has been."

I could see the sense of it but it still hurt me to think of Brian lying on
the cold concrete.

He was wide awake the next morning when we went to fetch him squatting on
the floor so that only his feet were touching the concrete. He looked awful.
Tommy unshackled him without a word and walked back towards the house. Brian
followed and as we came level with the garden hose Tommy just pointed at it
and said, "Clean yourself slut before you enter the house."

Five minutes later he was stood at the kitchen door shivering with the cold
and still soaking wet.

Tommy looked at him and said, "Stay there until you are dry."

We sat down to a full cooked breakfast while Brian watched and then Tommy
called him in, fed him a few scraps and made him clean up the kitchen. When
he came into the lounge afterwards Tommy stretched his legs out and said,

"Take my trackies down slave, I need a pee."

I watched in stunned silence as he made Brian take his soft penis in his
mouth.

"Now grip it tight and don't waste a drop."

I couldn't believe Tommy would pee in Brian's mouth, I knew how traumatic it
had been for him when Pete did it.

Too much for Brian, he burst into tears and fell at Tommy's feet begging not
to be made to drink his pee.

"If you want to be a slave you will drink my pee and thank me afterwards."

That was it, "I'm sorry Tommy, I don't want to be a slave anymore, that is
too gross and all the spanking and beating was horrible."

Tommy grinned, "Good, now we are going to show you what we really wanted to
do to you all weekend."

He nodded at me and we took Brian to our bedroom gave him a good, pampered
shower and then either side of him on the bed we made tender love to him for
nearly two hours. He was still crying with happiness after we had showered
him again and coated his bottom in a soothing cream.

"We love you Brian, you're our baby, we would die a little if you became
someone's slave. Promise that is the end of it."

He looked lovingly between the two of us and nodded before saying, "Can I
come over for some loving though when I feel lonely?"

Then it clicked, Brian wanted someone to be a dominant lover, not someone to
mistreat him. Next project, find Brian a lover. My thought immediately was
Peter or Adam, you know keep it in the family.

We spent the remainder of Sunday making Brian fully aware how much we loved
him before sending him off home after a light supper, having fed him a
mountain of food at lunch time.

Monday I arranged to have lunch with Pete.

"To what do I owe this pleasure then Mike?"

"Ulterior motive Pete."

I told him then about our weekend and my conclusion.

Reaction was what I had hoped for.

"Jesus Mike, he's the most gorgeous guy in our group. I know he is bigger
than me but I have always felt protective towards him and when we have the
group sex I always try to get some of him. He's our Baby, I've always loved
him, I just never thought of being his lover. Do you think he would have
me?"

I grinned, "There is only one way to find out."

I gave him my phone, "Hit 3 Pete, ask him for a date tonight."

It was classic, Pete looked like the rabbit caught in the car headlights.

"Go on, do it."

He did and to cut a long story short, a few weeks later Brian told us he had
a new address when he was home from Uni. It was the same as Pete's.

We had a party that turned into an orgy and we all fucked Brian to say
congratulations.

I would never have believed that a poker game could produce such incredible
results. Tons of pain and trauma for me, oodles of great sex for all of us
and for Tommy and me the life that I had dreamed of since I was at puberty.


That's it guys, hope you enjoyed it.