Rough Beast 7
Before his eyes, Xavier was kissing Lucas with renewed passion. The two men looked so similar, yet there were so many differences that Cory could barely wait to discover them all. He had always liked to watch people, when he was in training, to find out what made each and every one unique, despite the trainers’ efforts to make them conform, think and behave like the results of the same pattern.
In the two perfect male specimens now frantically undressing before his eyes, he saw more. He noticed the slight reluctance in Lucas’s moves, as Xavier was trying hard to get his attention, by rubbing his buttocks through his clothes. Could it be that Xavier wanted more and Lucas didn’t? Cory observed how his master was undressing the other like he was unpacking a long awaited gift. It was funny to think how even the most powerful could not always have what they wanted.
Lucas’s attention, however, seemed to be focused on the lithe form, waiting, legs parted, on the plush carpet. Unconsciously, just from a need to feel something, to complete what he was seeing, Cory moved his hands to his nipples and touched them. Their instant reaction made him gasp, and Lucas gently, but firmly, disentangled himself from Xavier’s arms, to place himself between the slender legs.
“Xavier, please help me with some lube, I want to be inside Cory so badly,” he asked, as his shiny eyes were inspecting the servant’s golden skin.
Smiling, Xavier whispered something into Lucas’s ear, and the man smiled back, amused.
“Even so, I believe it would be common courtesy to provide…”
His mouth was taken again by Xavier. Cory did not wait any longer. Despite knowing that he should behave and wait to do as told, he grabbed the man’s hard cock and placed it at his entrance, trying to impale himself on it.
“Cory here is impatient,” his master joked.
Lucas grunted at the sudden move. When Xavier offered him the vial, he used it with brusque moves and plunged inside the beautiful body.
“Oh, yes, Cory, you are exquisite,” he hissed.
He wanted to thank the man for the compliment, but his mouth was soon filled with his master’s cock, and he hurried to serve, letting himself drown in the sensation of having two gorgeous men pound him from both ends.
Lucas grabbed the servant’s neglected cock and started to rub it. Cory was moaning helplessly, with his mouth full, as his ass was stretched and used and he could feel his own cock getting harder and harder.
“Don’t come, Cory,” Lucas demanded gently, and he felt as if he could just die that instant. What was with the masters and their obsession to deny a humble servant’s needs so cruelly?
What followed took Cory completely by surprise. “I want to taste you.”
When Lucas withdrew from the compliant body, Xavier moved, as well.
“Go fetch a glass for lord Lucas, Cory,” his master asked with a mysterious smile.
Barely getting on his feet, he stumbled towards the kitchen. He picked a flute and rushed back, his cock bobbing in all directions, now impossible to cool down by any means.
He stopped for a second, to watch how his master was slowly masturbating Lucas who was now seated on the lavish sofa, his legs parted, and his beautiful eyes unfocused.
“Pour your seed in that glass, Cory,” the master of the house demanded, without sparing him a glance, too caught up in pleasuring his friend.
He didn’t need any more encouragement. Feeling his toes curling at the sight before his eyes, he came in waves, trying hard to do as told.
With unsteady moves, he offered his master the glass. Xavier took it and Cory watched in amazement how he handed the flute to Lucas. As Xavier continued to masturbate Lucas, with longer, harder strokes, the beautiful lord raised the flute to his lips and started tasting Cory’s precious liquid, with an expression of pure bliss on his face. His own seed spewed from his cock, spreading on his chiseled chest and abs.
“Now, Cory, come and clean up,” Xavier demanded, and Cory knelt almost trembling between Lucas’s legs, so he could start licking the sperm from the man’s body.
His master did not waste any time, and Cory felt his ass cheeks spread apart as Xavier’s cock penetrated him violently, as if the man wanted to split the servant in two.
He gasped, and his head was pushed back so he could see to his task, then he understood, as his master exploded inside him right away. Apparently, not even his otherwise cool owner could delay his gratification for long.
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“I absolutely love his taste, Xavier. Care to sell him?” he asked casually.
“No,” came the curt reply, and Cory felt his heart beat faster.
“Really, Xavier, I don’t understand,” Lucas commented, looking somewhat vexed with his friend’s determination. “You usually get bored rather fast with them. Please at least promise me he can be mine once you are done with him.”
They were talking over dinner, while Cory was tending the table quietly, trying hard to ignore the butterflies in his stomach upon hearing the masters’ conversation.