Take a look at the sling.
From Create Your Own Story
You pad naked over to the sling, and run one of the chains through your hand - spotting leather loops set into the chains that run to the ceiling. The stocky suited daddy follows you, and when you look back at him, he's smiling in a definitely eager way - the crotch of his suit pants are tenting under the pressure of his cock. Al the bear follows him, a wide grin hiding in his beard.
"Good choice," Glen says. He reaches over to the shelf and picks up a short black strap with silver studs on it, then turns you around until you're facing him. He pushes you a little, and you step back against the sling, your butt balancing on the edge and setting the sling to rock a little.
He takes your dick in one rough hand, and tugs a little. You moan, and he chuckles, wrapping the strap around your cock and balls and then clicking it in place - it's tight, but not entirely uncomfortable. You look down at the cockring, then back up at the men - they've crowded in close to either side of you, in front of the sling.
Glen loosens his tie and collar, then nods. Al the bear chuckles, and runs one hand down your chest, smiling, and stops at a nipple which he pinches suddenly and hard. You gasp and arch your back, and your dick throbs.
The bear chuckles. "Climb in, boy."
It takes you a little bit of balancing to get yourself up onto the sling, but you manage, while the older men smile down at you. Once you're in, Al moves to your head and Glen steps between your legs. Glen lifts first your left ankle, then your right, sliding them through the leather loops that are affixed to the straps and you realize they're there to spread your legs wide. Your cock is hard against your stomach, oozing a little precome onto your skin. The daddy smiles down at you.
Al's rough hands take your wrists, pulling them up and apart. He tugs your hands through the leather loops, and then tugs on the straps - you feel them tighten around your wrists. You shift slightly on the sling, realizing that you're prone and tied in, legs spread - totally available for their use.
Glen's voice is low, and rumbles. "Now that's a thing of fucking beauty," he says, rubbing two thick fingers under your balls and probing your pucker. Your ass twitches, and you moan again. Then he slaps your balls with his open hand.
You yelp, and he chuckles, another slap following against your tender balls. You can't help but writhe on the sling, but you're so bound and limited in movement that all it does is make the sling start to rock. Al crouches over you, and his hot tongue licks at your left nipple, his rough hands still rubbing up and down your chest.
Glen tugs your balls, and you yelp.
"Gotta get our boy worked up, don't we?" Glen chuckles. Another tug, even harder. You moan and twist.
"Don't we?" he repeats, louder. Al takes your nipple between his teeth and bites just enough to make you gasp.
"Yes!" you yelp out. "Yes!"
They chuckle. Glen continues to tug and twist on your balls, though the older man sometimes pauses for a few moments, or walks back and forth to look at you. Al twists a nipple again, sometimes licking, sometimes biting, and sometimes putting his bearded lips to your ear and reminding you that for tonight, you belong to them - which is making your dick rock hard and throbbing and still captive to the cockring.
They swap ends for a while, and Al the bear crouches low between your legs and then buries his bearded mouth against your hole. His tongue is hard, slick, and wet and his rough beard scratches - the two opposing sensations have you bucking and writhing in the sling, your dick rock hard. Glen holds your chest to keep the sling steady, his fingers working both your nipples with relentless twists and pulls.
"You are a little whore, aren't you, boy?" the older man laughs. "Look at how you like having your ass chewed."
You moan and writhe, the bear's tongue relentless and wet - his slurping and slobbering noises are incredibly erotic, and he takes your ass in hand, pressing your cheeks apart and truly digging his tongue inside you. You moan - one long, breathless moan of arousal - you're so fucking turned on!
"I think he wants something in his ass pretty bad," Glen says, stepping away. Al rocks back on his feet, grinning up at you from between your legs, his beard wet with spit. Glen reaches to the wall again, and pulls out a canister, which he unscrews. He scoops up a thick viscous white glob of some sort of grease on two fingers, and then he presses both into your pucker, reclaiming his spot between your legs. Your ass begins to loosen under the older man's fingers, but he doesn't stop, scooping up more of the greasy stuff and shoving his fingers into you with rougher and rougher jabs.
"Yeah, boy, we're gonna get you nice and slick..." You're soon moaning. Al returns to your head, and leans down, kissing you possessively and pressing his tongue into your mouth. His wet beard is rough and damp against your lips, and you moan into his mouth as once again his hands go to your sore and abused nipples.
After a while, Glen moves back to the wall of toys, and returns with a black rubber dildo, which he lines up and pushes into your tight pucker with a mean jab. It's not massive, but it goes deep, and it stings even more than his fingers. You yelp and wince and cry out with each twist of the black plastic, but your cock remains rock hard even as your ass starts to burn with wild heat. Al watches, holding your chest, and once again speaking into your ear.
"Yeah," the bear growls while the daddy pushes the black plastic cock into your hole. "Look at that ass. That's an eager fucking ass you got there, boy." Glen's rough hands return to your ass, three fingers diving into your slick hole, more of the grease rubbed into your pucker. His finger trails between your burning ass lips, and he rubs at your hole. "Look at that pretty little pucker," he says.
You groan, pushing back onto his fingers as best you can. He chuckles above you, then steps back, his fingers pulling away.
Lifting your head, you see past your own hard-on above the swing to watch the stocky man undo his suit pants and belt. Glen strips in front of you, down to his dress socks, folding his shirt and pants and suit jacket neatly and revealing his stocky thick frame as he does so. His dick is hard and thick, with a blunt head, and he reaches once more to the tub of grease and rubs it along his hard cock. At your head, you crane your head back when you hear the bear follow suit - once again revealing the big guy's hairy beer gut and a thick cock that's standing rock hard in front of him. The bear steps forward, and takes your head in both hands, tugging your face back and pushing his dick into your mouth. You open wide, and swallow his length, so turned on by the salty taste of his musk.
Glen's fingers are back - rough on your hole again, diving in without consideration to your comfort, and slick with the thick white grease. You groan and moan around the bear's dick, slurping and sucking to try and get past the rough treatment, and the older man fingers you all the rougher. Your dick and balls ache for release, and you hear yourself making needful whimpering noises while you suck on Al's dick.
"Yeah," Al laughs. "He likes it."
Glen grips your calves tightly, and then pushes himself into you hard and mean, burying his dick into your hole with a rough thrust that presses his shaved balls against your beaten ass. The feel of his stubbled skin against your red and sore ass lips is an intense mix of pleasure and pain, and you moan louder, gagging a little on Al's cock as the sling moves forward and buries his meat further into your throat.
"Yeah," Glen growls. "A tight hot fuckhole for daddy."
Glen grips your legs, pulls all the way out, and reburies his dick inside you again. You grunt, hands twisting in the leather loops, legs shaking in the older man's hands, and totally at his mercy while the bear fucks your throat. Glen's fucking is almost violently possessive, and you hear yourself moaning for it. His voice never rises, and his thick cock continues to assault your hole as he calmly reminds you with every thrust that you're his fuckhole, his boy, his toy to play with. Your head spins, your ass burns, and your dick throbs, and all the while the bear pounds his cock into your mouth opposite to Glen's rough thrusts.
When the older daddy does come, he does so with a rough shove and a long, low grunt. He stands over you, his dick buried in deep while his load spurts into your hole. His hands rub across your chest, and he reaches over you to twist your nipples again. You grunt.
"Yeah," he says, finally pulling out. You feel his load leak from your battered ass. "He's a good boy."
Al pulls his dick out of your mouth, and walks around to stand between your legs, his hard dick dripping with your spit.
"You want more, don't you boy?" he growls.
"Yes!" you hear yourself beg, and Glen laughs, leaning against the wall of toys.
Al lines up his dick, and shoves inside your hole, his cock sliding in the mix of spit and cum and grease. Already so abused, your pucker twitches and clenches on his thicker cock, and you throw your head back and moan as the bear pounds your hole, leaning over you and rubbing his hairy gut across your hard dick. His hands take your shoulders, and he fucks you with short thrusts while he looks into your face. His hand slides up to the top of your head, and he tugs on your hair.
"Open your mouth," he snaps.
You do, and as the bear thrusts deep into your hole, he spits into your mouth just as he blows his thick wad inside you. He pulls out, grinning, his hot load dripping from your ass, and grins down at you while you swallow his spit, walking around to the side.
Glen picks up the tub of grease, and pushes his fingers into it, and then four of his fingers press at your twice-fucked ass. You moan and yelp, and gasp, but the man continues, forming a spear with his fingers and thumb and twisting at your greasy and cum-filled hole.
"You ever been fisted before, boy?" he asks.
"No!" you gasp, not sure if you're just answering the question, or asking him to stop. Al laughs.
Glen pushes, and teases, and twists, and you writhe and sweat and beg and moan. He's patient, but persistent, and after a time, you feel something give in your ass and your whole body rocks with a mind-blowing sensation as his hand finally slips into your body. Your head tips back, and you let out a long low moan.
The daddy starts to move his fist inside you, and you gasp in short breaths - you're so full it burns inside and out, but his hand is setting of your whole body. You start begging him to let you come.
"Please! Please!" you gasp, barely able to get the words out.
Glen laughs, and fist fucks you for a good ten minutes while your dick remains rock hard and leaking precome, your load trapped by the cockring.
When he finally pulls his fist out of you, you feel incredibly empty and beyond sore and stretched. He undoes the straps and slides your ankles from the loops, and you get out of the sling shakily. He tugs you against his sweaty chest, and kisses you deeply, while Al the bear steps behind you again, his own sweaty and hairy body sandwiching you. You moan into the older man's mouth, and grind your cock against his hard thigh.
He breaks the kiss. "You ready to come for daddy?" His hand tugs your hard dick. God you just want to get off!
"Yes!"
The bear reaches around you and undoes the strap, and Glen jerks your cock in his rough daddy hand. It takes barely four strokes for you to blow your wad against the older man's thighs, and the two men laugh as you swear and your whole body shakes with the release.
As the two men lead you upstairs to a more comfortable bed and the promise of an interesting wake up call in the morning between them, you think to yourself that this is one birthday you will never forget.
(The End - please send feedback to barratboy@yahoo.ca)
