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Breaking Lance Ch. 01

By: martin_x59



Vince Tranter looks out over the countryside, the sun is setting and is painting vivid hues of red, orange and gold on a canvas of cumulus clouds in the distance. Anthony would get so excited at seeing such a beautiful sunset. Vince remembers on many occasions Anthony would often drag him into the garden to watch them. They would hug, embracing each other at the beauty stretching out before them.

Anthony was such a beautiful boy, so full of life, always upbeat and positive about everything, even when he reached his 30th birthday he still acted like a 12 year old never wanting to grow up which is why Vince always called him his boy. How he missed him, Life is so ironic, how someone so full of life can have it cruelly snatched away from them. Vince looks down at the small shrine placed at the bottom of the garden, this was Anthony's favourite spot, it just seems fitting that this should be his final resting place. Vince knows that the flowers that are blooming around it have come from his Anthony's ashes, his dying wish to be part of the garden he loved so much, those flowers are special to Vince.

Vince walks back into the house and makes his way into the lounge. On the mantle above the fireplace is his favourite photo of Anthony, taken when he was just 21, those big blue puppy dog eye, his long swirling locks of blond hair, that infectious smile, that boy never stopped smiling. Vince can only remember one time when he didn't.

He remembers the day vividly, it's etched in his mind and recalls it like it was yesterday. Vince was in the kitchen drying the dishes when Anthony had returned home from the doctors. Vince had been concerned about him as he hadn't been feeling too good, Anthony kept telling him not to worry and that the tests would show he was worrying over nothing. As soon as Anthony entered the house Vince knew something was wrong, he always came bounding in full of joy and happiness to be home with his big ol' Vinny. This time he quietly closed the door behind him, Vince turned round from drying the dished and saw Anthony standing in the door way to the kitchen, his eyes were full of tears. Vince dropped the plate he was holding and it smashed on the tiled floor, he knew immediately that Anthony was going to be leaving him.

That was five years ago, he would have been 35 next week. Vince chokes back a tear and places the photo back on the mantlepiece, Cancer is such a cruel disease.

Vince is broken from his trance by the phone.

"Hello?"

"Vinny, is it alright if we bring over a guest tonight?" it's Rob his life long friend from school. 

"I hope you're not trying to set me up again? You know what happened last time."

"No really I'm not, it's this new lad at work, I accidentally let it slip that we were having a poker game tonight and he's been badgering me to join ever since, I thought seeing as we're down a man then what the heck? To be honest I don't think he's your type, he's really cute but seems a bit of a wide boy." Rob explains.

Vince groans, "is he good for the stake?"

"Yeah, he's bringing 200 in cash," Rob replies.

"Ok but make sure you explain the rules."

"Great see you in an hour."

Vince hangs up the phone and shakes his head. Rob really is a dear friend and was there for him when Anthony passed away. Ever since then he has introduced him to lots of boys hoping that something may blossom, but Vince still hasn't let go of Anthony yet. Rob's biggest problem, or not as some people may see it is that he is too friendly with everyone, regardless of how much of an ass they might be.

Vince gets the dining room ready for the game of poker, he's been holding it every week now for the last four years, he enjoys the company, god knows he needs it now, lately he's been feeling quite lonely.

As he walks to the kitchen he passes the cellar door, he takes a deep breath. He rarely goes down there any more, especially not for what he set it up to be used for. When Anthony was alive they would spend hours down there, they certainly did have a lot of fun in those days.

On his way back to the lounge he looks in the mirror over the fireplace, he's starting to look old now, wrinkles are beginning to show around his eyes. At 52 he still looks good and people often mistake him for much younger but he can see the changes in his face, he knows life is slipping by. 

Vince his a big man, at 6'4" he towers over most people and he works out regular keeping his large muscles in shape. He has a rugged face with a square jawline and piercing eyes and many people feel intimidated by him.

He sits down in the lounge with a beer and puts the TV on while he waits for his guests. It's the usual Friday night rubbish and there is absolutely nothing on worth watching. He switches to MTV and catches a Rappers special, he scoffs at the ridiculous outfits, hoodies and baseball caps and dripping with what they call bling. The big 'I am' attitude really gets up his goat too, he thinks that if these wankers are role models for the youth of today then society is on a slippery edge. Vince remembers the time he spent in the army, making it all the way to sergeant. 'Thats what these assholes need, some good and honest discipline,' he thinks to himself. He remembers some of the recruits he would get, wet behind the ears mommies boys, but he soon had them beat into shape to become very respectable fighting men.

He would often discipline Anthony, not that he needed it, Anthony was Vince's slave, a willing one. Anthony loved being dominated by Vince, letting him control everything in his life, both in and out of the bedroom. Vince too loved how Anthony would always be there for him, devoted, like a faithful dog always glad to see his master. 

To Vince being in a slave in a relationship isn't part time, you either embrace it wholly or not at all. This is another reason why he feels he won't find anyone soon, most the wannabe slaves he's met so far are only interested in it part time and not giving up full control. 

Although Vince is still single he hasn't given up sex, he often frequents gay bars or sauna's to get a quick fix and has bought back many young men but he never follows up any potential relationship from it.

Suddenly the door bell rings snapping him out of his trance, surprised that it's been an hour already since Rob called. He makes his way to the door and as he opens it he sees a handsome slim young man aged around 29. His head is almost shaved and he has a good 3 days worth of growth on his chin. He is ruggedly handsome and has a well defined chiseled body, the product of hours spent down the gym. He is wearing tight hugging T-shirt that defines his toned body nicely and a pair of tight levi's that hint at something worth investigating.

"Hello Nathan," Vince greets him.

"Oh please call me Nat, everyone else does," The man replies. Vince is not one for shortening peoples names, he prefers to use the name people were given at birth, to him its just being polite. Nathan is Rob's partner and they have been together for the last ten years although Vince can never fathom out what Nathan see's in Rob. Nathan gives Vince a peck on the cheek and makes his way inside, Rob is standing directly behind him.

Rob is the same age as Vince but nowhere near as in good shape, his beer belly is very prominent and has a lot more fat around him than he really should have.

"Hi Rob," Vince greets him.

"Evening, this is Lance." Rob says and steps to one side.

Vince has to do a double take, in front of him is a young man, probably around 20 dressed in a full tracksuit and trainers, he is wearing a baseball cap that is on backwards and has gold chains and rings almost covering him, It's like he's stepped right out of MTV and into his life. He is however very handsome with platinum blond hair, a fair complexion and what looks like very soft fuzzy stubble on his chin. His eyes are deep blue and have a puppy dog look to them, his nose small and slightly upturned. His body is slim but is well hidden under the tracksuit jacket and pants, those clothes certainly give nothing away as to what treasures lie beneath. For a moment Vince thought he was looking at Anthony.

"Ow do maaate," Lance says breaking Vince from his spell.

"Er, Hello Lance," Vince greets him.

Rob and Lance make their way past Vince into the house, the boy walks with such a swagger, just like the big I am walk that he saw earlier on the TV.

"Nice pad man," he says.

Lance starts picking up the odd ornament as though inspecting them to meet with his approval. Already Vince has taken a dislike to the boy, but Rob was right he is cute, very cute.

"So 'owdya afford a gaf like dis den? Ya pedlin' or summut?"

"Peddlin'?" Vince looks at Rob as if to say 'What the fuck is he talking about?

"Yeah, ya know, drugs n stuff," Lance adds.

"Good god no! This is all paid for by good and honest hard work," Vince replies a bit incensed at the suggestion he is living off ill gotten gains.

"Ya must have a real mint job den."

It is a good job, as a security consultant to the government it pays very well too but he's not about to get into a conversation about that.

"Anybody like a drink?" Nathan asks opening a bottle of wine that they bought with them.

"Yeah man, ya got any Stella?" Lance asks.

Vince looks at Nathan bewildered, "Lager," Nathan explains.

"No I don't, we've only got wine," Vince replies.

"Aw man, dats a birds drink, init, but I'll have one if dats all ya got."

Lance picks up the picture of Anthony, "Ooos dis den, he looks like a right poof." Nathan and Rob wince, visibly.

Vince sees red but keeps his temper under control, he is quickly at Lance's side and relieves him of the picture. He can't help but notice the boys odour now he's up close, he probably hasn't washed in days. "How about we move to the dining room?" Vince suggest.

"I thought we were gonna play poker? But grub sounds gud to me," Lance say's

"We are playing poker, in the dining room," Vince explains astounded by the boys stupidity. Nathan rolls his eyes at Rob.

As they enter the dining room Vince pulls out a chair, "Lance, why don't you sit here."

"Cheers maaate," Lance thanks and sits down.

"I'm just going to fetch some refreshments from the kitchen, Rob would you give me a hand?" Vince asks giving Rob a look that says no is not an option.

In the kitchen Vince closes the door behind Rob and Nathan, "Where on earth did you find him? He's a complete twat!" Vince whispers.

"I told you, he works with me,"

"What doing? Trainee wanker? Why would your company take on such a loser?" Vince asks.

"If you ask me he's probably shagging the boss," Nathan laughs, Rob gives him a wry smile.

"Hang on, were you hoping to get in his pants?" Vince probes.

Nathan speaks before Rob has chance to answer, "He was until I met him, I soon said no."

"God damn Rob, you really take the biscuit sometimes, does he even know we're gay yet?" Vince asks.

"No, not yet," Rob replies.

Vince rolls his eyes, "Honestly Nathan I don't know what you see in Rob sometimes."

"Nor me, it certainly ain't his cock," Nathan says. Rob gives him a hurtful look as Vince heads back in the dining room. It's obvious to Vince that Nathan is the master in that relationship.

Nathan follows with some snacks, "Don't be such a baby," Nathan says as he passes Rob seeing the start of a sulk coming on, he gives him a peck on the lips and heads back into the dining room.

Vince finds Lance examining the playing cards that was on the table, "Is there a problem?" He asks.

"Nah man, just chekkin ya haven't rigged dem or anyfink," he replies.

Vince grabs the cards but doesn't give Lance the answer his comment deserves.

"So Lance, what is it you do at work?" Nathan asks.

"I is nearly de assistant manager like, it's well cool." 

Rob nearly chokes on his wine, "But you're only the cleaner and an assistant one at that," he says.

Vince and Nathan smile, "Yeah buts it's only a matter of time, I tell ya, I is gonna have dat place runnin' as smoove as silk init, lol."

Everyone looks at Lance, Lol? Did he really use Internet chat shorthand in a conversation?

"Er, shall we start?" Vince says now eager to get the night over so he can get this asshole out of his house.

"Yeah, I is so up for dis, I is gonna whup ya asses," he says whacking his two hundred pounds down on the table.

Lance's inability to use proper english is really starting to get to Vince and if anybody's ass need whupping it should be his.

They play the first few hands and Lance gets lucky winning two of them, "Oh yeah! Oh yeah! I'se tode ya I'de whup ya ass," he celebrates and gives everyone the loser sign by forming an L shape with his hand and putting it at his forehead.

"So Lance you got a girlfriend?" Rob asks obviously probing, Nathan glares at him.

"Nah man, I is too young to settle down, just gonna play de field, ya know, have some fun first," he replies.

"So how come you aren't out with you mates tonight picking up some totty?" Nathan asks.

"I is tekkin a break, I shagged summut silly last week, give me nob time to recover," he lies, "besides I only just moved ere from London like an I still ain't made many friends yet."

Vince is amazed at how self centred this young man is, whenever the conversation moves to a subject involving Rob, Nathan or Vince, Lance always seems to hijack it and get the topic back to about him.

It is also obvious to Vince that this boy is very much a novice at playing poker, despite his claims of being a professional poker player. He is extremely easy to read when he gets a good hand or a bad one and it isn't long before all three men are stripping him of his cash. Vince notices that as Lance's money dwindles he seems to be getting nervous.

"Are you ok? You seem to be sweating a lot," Vince says to him.

"Yeah it is warm in here," he sits back and unzips his tracksuit top down to his naval revealing he isn't wearing anything beneath. Vince's cock stirs as he see's a very sexy slim chest, it is smooth and hairless, his ribs very slightly pronounced.

Nathan deals and Vince notices Lance twitch in his chair, the boy has just got a very good hand, Vince replaces a few cards and is pleasantly surprised to find he holding a full house, he knows this hand cannot be beaten. The betting starts picking up pace between him and Lance.

"I'll raise ya twenty quid," Lance says. Now twenty pounds is the maximum bet that Vince set as one of the rules so he knows this boy thinks he's got a very good chance of winning this hand.

"I'm out," Nathan say's throwing his cards down.

"Too rich for me," Rob follows suit.

"Alright, I'll match you," Vince says leaving the next turn to Lance. He can see that the boy only has ten pounds left and knows he doesn't have enough to continue so by rights he should fold.

Lance slams his ten pounds into the kitty, "I'll see ya," he says.

"You know you have to double the last stake in order to seem me, ten pounds isn't enough," Vince points out.

Lance seems to have a look of panic in his eyes now, "Ere, I'll chop in me bling, it's worth loads."

He takes of his jewellery and places it on the pile of cash in the centre of the table. Vince picks it up to examine it.

"This isn't worth anything, it's fake, we can't accept this," Vince points out.

"Fuck off man, dat cost me shit loads."

"Well I guess you were duped then."

"Aw c'm on man, let me play dis hand," Lance begs.

Vince is suddenly turned on boy this cute lad begging him, he hasn't had a feeling like that since Anthony.

"I don't normally do IOU's but in this case I'll allow it, so if you lose the hand you will owe me thirty pounds," Vince explains.

"Aw fanks man, I is gud for it."

"Ok show us your hand then," Vince prompts Lance.

Lance places his cards on the table, four of a kind, Rob whistles and believing that he's won Lance goes to grab the kitty, Vince quickly grabs his arm and stops him.

"Hold on young man," Vince say's, "this hand isn't finished yet." And Vince places his cards on the table. The smile on Lance's face immediately vanishes.

"Wow! A full house!" Nathan exclaims.

Lance puts his head in his hands.

"Are you ok Lance?" Vince asks.

Suddenly Lance jumps up grabs a handful of money from the kitty and tries to make a break for the door. Vince is quick though, and manages to grab the collar of Lance's tracksuit top. Lance twists and the top slips over his arms and off taking his baseball cap with it. Now topless he bolts for the front door only to find it locked and with his hands being full of money he is unable to turn the key in time before Vince catches up with him.

Vince grabs him by the hair and drags him back in the dining room.

"Aarrrrggh fuck! Lemme go ya bastard, ya hurtin' me." Lance drops the money and grabs Vince's arms to try and get him to release him.

As they re-enter the dining room Rob and Nathan are standing, mouth's wide open at what is happening before them. Vince opens a drawer and takes out a pair of handcuffs then slaps them on one of Lances wrists, the catch automatically locking.

"Wot ya doin'? Fuck off man!" Lance protests.

Vince then wrestles Lances other hand round to the handcuffs, Lance tries to resist but Vince is powerful and soon both his hands are cuffed.

"Lemme go ya bastard! You a fuckin' copper or summit?" Lance shouts.

Vince slams him back down in his chair, "We are all dying to know what the fuck that was all about?" Vince booms.

Lance winces, even though he is a big man Lance thought from the way he spoke so softly all evening that he was a pussycat really, now however he's cowering below a massive man that is towering over him. Lance looks at the floor in shame.

"Well, we're waiting?" Vince booms sounding impatient.

Lance looks up at Vince his eyes full of shame and giving off the most adorable puppy dog look Vince has ever seen, his cock hardens.

"It's me mam's rent money, she'll kill me if she finds out I nicked it," he whimpers.

"What? You stole money from your mother?" Vince is shocked at such behaviour, Lance looks back at the floor.

Vince is getting so turned on by this boy's shame that he realises he has to have him.

"I tell you what, I'll give you chance to win it back," Vince says, Lance looks up with hope in his eyes. Vince sits down and so do Nathan and Rob, intrigued at what Vince has planned. "We'll play one more hand, just you and me. If you win, you get your money back, if I win..." Vince pauses. "I own you for the whole weekend."

"Nice!" Nathan says smiling.

"Own me? What the fuck are you talkin' about man?" Lance asks looking confused.

"If you lose, you will be my slave for the whole weekend, I will do what I want to you and you will serve me doing what ever I ask of you." Vernon says in a low husky voice.

Lance shivers and looks at Rob and Nathan who are grinning profusely. It's been a long time since they have seen Vince become dominant over someone and this is really exciting to see. They haven't seen this since Anthony died and miss the sex games they would sometimes all share together, they're secretly hoping this may turn out to be one of those nights.

Lance's face suddenly changes as the penny drops, "Yooz are all fucking homos?" Lance suddenly see's an opportunity, a big grin crosses his face. "Wot about I lets yooz guys blow me for me money back?" He sits back and rubs his crotch smiling at what he thinks is a brilliant solution to this problem. If it works not only would he get his money back but get his first ever blow job, admittedly from men but at least he'd get his money back.

Vince laughs, his voice booming round the room, Lance's face drops realising that Vince doesn't share his enthusiasm for the idea. "I'd bet you'd love that, get your money back and a chance to blow your load. Sorry sunshine, it's be a slave for the weekend or nothing at all," Vince says.


Breaking Lance Ch. 01



"Fuck no way man! I is no queer! Let me go or I'll call the police!" he shouts holding out his arms for the cuffs to be removed.

"Now how are you going to call the police with your hands cuffed together?" Vince asks wryly.

Lance tries to get his phone from his pocket but only manages to drop it on the floor, Vince picks it up and hands it to Rob.

"Hey! Give that back!" Lance shouts.

"What's it to be little man?" Vince presses. "I tell you what, how about I sweeten the deal for you? If you lose you will get your two hundred pounds back but you still have to be my slave for the weekend. If you don't play the hand you go home with nothing."

"Wow that's generous," Robs says. He opens Lances phone and looks at it's features, he immediately finds what he's looking for and without Lance realising starts videoing.

Lance sits there looking at Vince, he can't go home empty handed, he really believed that when he took the money he would be able to win more, he always had with his mates back home but then they weren't regular poker players and he won more through bluffing than pure skill. 

His mother isn't the problem, she's a real pushover and always lets him have his own way. If however she doesn't make the rent this week they are likely to be evicted and although she will probably disown him for a while she will always take him back. No the biggest problem is her new boyfriend, Lance hates him, he's big and violent and although he wouldn't do a thing to harm his mother, he has threatened Lance on several occasions, he really scares him. He also knows that should he find out about this he would most definitely be kicked out the house, having to cope on his own without his mother scares him.

Lance thinks about the hand, he could win, he wouldn't have to worry and everything would be fine, even if he loses he still gets his money back. He considers what could happen if he does lose, what would Vince ask of him, what would he do to him. Surely he wouldn't rape him? He looks at Vince's groin and is alarmed to see a very prominent bulge in his trousers, he immediately looks back at the floor. Suddenly he is very aware he too has a raging hard on and confusion starts swimming around in his head. He needs to know what this slavery would entail.

"Wot wud I have to do as a slave?" he asks.

"You only find that out once you start being my slave," Vince knows that if he explains what he would do, it would most probably put him off, he is too worked up now to let him slip away, his desire to have the boy is overwhelming and he is showing amazing restraint not to just take him there and then. He also knows that this is a gamble and that should Lance win he would probably never see him again. "Lets just say I won't do anything that would cause permanent damage." Vince adds.

Lance thinks again, maybe it would be just cleaning and chores, he goes in to self denial about the sexual feelings he is experiencing and blocks out any thoughts of rape.

Lance swallows hard, "Alwite I'll do it."

"You'll do what?" Vince asks knowing full well that Rob is videoing the whole conversation, and for that reason requires Lance to say it fully.

"If I lose de hand I'll be your slave for de weekend," he says.

"And you agree to do what ever I ask of you during that time?" Vince asks. Lance nods, "Say it."

"I agree to do what ever you ask of me while I is a slave," he says looking at the floor.

Vince is even more hornier than ever now as he looks at the pathetic little boy agreeing to be his slave.

"Ok Nathan deal please," Vince commands.

Nathan deals the cards, and they both hit to try and improve the hand. Lance is looking a nice pair of Queens, he is feeling quite confident that he may just win this.

"Ok on the count of three we show our hands," Vince explains.

"One... two... three."

They both put down their cards and Lance's face drops when he see's that Vince is holding a pair of Aces. 

Nathan punches the air, "I love to see comeuppance," he shouts excitedly.

Lance drops his head and bangs it on the table in frustration.

"Ok slave, from now on you will call me Sir and nothing else do you understand?" Vince asks.

Lance nods his head with it still on the table, Vince swipes him across the back of the head.

"Ow fuck!" Lance shouts, sitting back up quickly.

"Say it!"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes sir," Lance replies with a defiant tone in his voice.

"Good," Vince says, "You will not speak unless asked a question, if you wish to speak you will ask for permission, do you understand?"

Lance nods again and again gets a swipe across the back of the head, "What did I say?" Vince booms.

"Arrgh fuck! I will not speak unless asked a question," he replies.

"And?"

"I must ask for permission if I want to speak."

"Good boy, you're learning fast," Vince praises him, "Now as a slave I will require you to be naked at all times so strip out of those clothes."

"What? No fucking way man!" Lance shouts suddenly realising that sex maybe part of this all along. "I is going. I'm not gonna be treated like dis by a load a fuckin' faggots." He gets up and goes to leave but Vince is up and grabs the handcuffs.

"I've had enough of your foul mouth and your disrespectfulness, it's time someone taught you a lesson!" Vince booms dragging Lance by the cuffs through the house almost tripping him.

Nathan takes a short intake of breath, "Oh my god he's going to use the dungeon!"



Breaking Lance Ch. 02



"Oh my god he's going to use the dungeon!" Nathan says excitedly. The dungeon was Vince and Anthony's pet name for the cellar and Rob and Nathan are visibly excited at seeing it in use again after all these years, so much so that they both have erections. 

"What? Dungeon?" Lance cries suddenly filled with fear, his mind is quickly filled with visions of torture devices and he starts to struggle, "No please, I'm sorry, lemme go!"

Vince is dragging him hard and Lance is struggling to keep his balance, they reach the cellar door and Vince quickly opens it dragging Lance down the steps almost tripping him. It's dark down there and the air is cool and moist, Vince throws a light switch and Lance gasps at what he is sees. In the room is what looks like a doctors examination bench on one wall, on another is a set of stocks, In the corner is a large steel cage next to a large cross, on the other wall are mounted various sex toys and whips.

"NOO! FUCK OFF! LET ME GO! YOU FUCKING PERVERTS!" Lance screams suddenly filled with panic.

Nathan and Rob are close behind and still videoing the whole thing. Vince picks up some leather cuffs and with amazing dexterity and speed has them around Lances wrists. He then takes a key hanging on the wall and removes the handcuffs. Lance is a little relieved they are gone as they was really cutting into his wrists but he is equally as alarmed at the leather cuffs. Lance is constantly struggling to break free from Vince but all his strength is no match for this powerful man. Vince then lifts up the boys arms and attaches the rings in the cuffs to a large hook in the ceiling above them. He then grabs Lance by the hips pulling him towards him causing Lance to arch back, arms stretched out above him and his feet barely touching the floor. 

"Arghh! No please stop!" He cries.

Vince puts his fingers in the waistband of the tracksuit bottoms and the jockey shorts he's wearing and pulls them down to his knees. Lances cock suddenly springs free slapping him in the belly, he is fully erect, Vince is very pleased to see this, and gives Lances cock a playful slap causing him to yelp. It's a magnificent cock, a good seven inches, quite thick at the bottom tapering up to a nice circumcised head, his balls are large, very firm and totally smooth, on such a slim body it looks positively huge, he wants to devour it there and then but he knows he must be patient.

Lance is filled with fear, lust and confusion, he can't understand how Vince's rough man handling is turning him on. When his cock breaks free and is exposed to the cool air he has a sudden desire to cum, he is shocked to find himself hoping that Vince will grab his cock and bring him off to an orgasm there and then.

Vince quickly frees Lance of his trainers and tracksuit then placing his arm around his waist flips him over. Lance is now lying across Vince's arm, his body arched backwards, his hard cock pressed into Vince's forearm, his ass exposed to everyone and his feet off the ground. Lance's ass is perfectly round and very smooth, Vince grabs his ass cheeks with the other had and pries them apart to see his little puckered hole, there isn't a hair in sight and his brown ring look so inviting.

"No, please don't fuck me, I'm a virgin, I couldn't take it," he begs.

"WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT SPEAKING!" Vince booms.

"FUCK YOU!" Lance shouts, "I'll get my own back, you'll pay for this!"

Vince suddenly realises that Lance is no longer talking like a complete twat, his english is now perfectly formed.

"Pass me the paddle please Nathan," Vince requests.

Lance struggles trying to get free kicking wildly but Vince has a very firm grip around his waist. Nathan now rubbing his crotch fetches a paddle from the wall and hands it to Vince who immediately brings it down on Lance's sweet ass with extreme force.

"ARRRRGHHH FUCK!" Lance screams.

WHACK!

"ARRRGHHHHH STOP! PLEASE STOP!"

WHACK!

"ARRRGHHHH! PLEASE IT HURTS!"

WHACK!

"ARRRRRGGGHHHH! NOOOOO! PLEEEAAASSEE!" Vince realises that Lance is now crying like a baby.

WHACK!

"ARRGGHH (sob) (sob) pleaaaasssee (sob) (sob) I'm su-hu-orry (sob) (sob)."

WHACK!

Lance's faces is screwed and red in pain tears are rolling down his face, Rob walks round and films his sorrow, Lance is feeling completely humiliated now but to his amazement incredibly turned on by it.

"What are you sorry for slave?" Vince asks.

Lance has to think, he's never had to consider the consequences of his actions before, he's never even had to apologise before. Then he remembers trying to steal the money.

"I-I-I'm s-s-s-sorry for s-s-s-s-stealing the m-m-m-money," he sobs.

"What else?" Vince asks.

Lance can't answer, he can't remember what he did.

"Well if you not going to answer I can keep paddling your ass all night," Vince says.

WHACK!

"ARRRGGHHH!"

WHACK!

Lance is desperately trying to remember all the things he said and did, he really thought that just saying sorry would be enough, that it would stop the spanking.

WHACK!

His sobbing is deep now and it sounds like he is having trouble getting his breath. He suddenly remembers what he said that sparked of Vince's rage.

"I-I-I-I'm s-s-s-s-s-sorry for c-c-c-calling you a f-f-f-faggot."

Vince stops and flips the boy over, his body arching backwards from being stretched almost vertically, the boy's cock is still raging hard pointing straight up.

"That's better," Vince says and strokes his slim naked body finishing at his cock and fondling his tight balls. Lance gasps at the softness of Vince's touch, nobody has ever touched him before sexually. He is also really confused how his punishment that was so painful was also so erotic causing his cock to stay completely solid.

Vernon starts to wank him slowly, Lance gasps and throws his head back wanting so much to cum now.

"So how many girls you fucked with this big cock of yours?" Vince asks.

"Lot's" Lance whimpers.

"How many is lots? Give me a number," Vince presses.

"I-I can't remember," the pressure in his groin is building, he can feel the start of an orgasm and right now he doesn't care that he's being wanked off by a man.

"You must know, come on lets have the truth now shall we, if you tell me the truth I might just let you cum. You do want to cum don't you?"

"Y-yes please," Lance replies his eyes closed on the verge of release.

"So how many? Truth now," Vince prompts him.

"N-n-none," he replies, there he said it, he's admitted to being a virgin now all he wants is that release, he feels it racing up his body, "Uuurrggh I'm cumming!" he shouts but suddenly Vince stops, "No! Please! Arrgghh fuck!" he starts thrashing his body round to get his cock to complete it's orgasm, "Arrgghh! Please don't stop, please make me cum!"

Vernon laughs, "I knew it! You're so full of bullshit, for that I'm going to keep you hard all night and not let you cum." Vince knows a boy kept on the edge all night will do anything for that final release.

"No! Please don't do this to me!" Lance complains.

"Oh yes, and you get ten more strokes with the paddle for speaking without permission and not calling me Sir," Vince flips him back over.

"NO! PLEASE! STOP! PLEASE SIR, I'M SORRY!" he screams begging.

The paddle makes contact with his ass and soon he is screaming for mercy again. After the tenth stroke Vince lets him go and he hangs there a sobbing wreck.

"From now on what are you going to call me?" Vince asks.

"S-S-S-Sir," Lance sobs.

"Good boy," Vince says, he is so hard now, his cock is straining to get out of his pants, he want's to plow it deep into the boy's virgin ass right now but he has to do it right, he needs to have him begging to be fucked and he knows just how do it but he has other plans first.

"Aw fuck, out of memory," Rob says, looking at Lance's phone.

"Go get my video camera, It's in the sideboard in the lounge," Vince says to Rob. Rob doesn't need asking twice, he rushes upstairs and before anyone could say anything he is back and camera rolling.

"Ok you're training as a slave starts now and seeing as you are a virgin this is probably going to take all night to get you good at it," Vince explains.

Lance looks at him, good at what?

"Your first lesson is how to suck cock," Vince says,

"NO! NO I AIN'T DOIN' IT YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!" Lance shouts and tries to free himself from the restraints but they are too well fastened to the ceiling.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT SPEAKING WITHOUT PERMISSION!" Vince voice booms so loud it startles everyone in the room, especially Lance, he starts to sniffle. Vince starts stroking Lance's cock again, "You've never had a blow job before have you boy." Lance shakes his head and Vince slaps him hard on his ass, "SPEAK UP!"

"N-n-n-no I haven't,"

SLAP!

"No I haven't what?"

"No I h-h-haven't Sir."

"Well I guess today is your lucky day because I'm going to show you what a proper blow job feels like," Vince says dropping to his knees.

Lance gasps as Vince begins by licking the head of his cock lapping up some precum that had gathered at his piss slit. His lips then slip over the boy's rock hard cock, Lance closes his eyes and groans at the sensation of having his cock sucked for the first time in his life, something he had dreamed about for years and now it's being done to him, by a man, but it's still his first blow job. Vince pulls off, "Open your eyes, I want you to see how it should be done." he tells him. Lance looks down and watches Vince devour his cock again, Rob is close to them filming every little detail. Vince slides deeper and deeper, Lance can feel the head of his cock hit the back of Vinces throat, then suddenly it slips down, Lance groans loudly, it feels unbelievable, he never imagined in his wildest fantasies that it could feel this good.

Vince pulls off and deep throats the boy again, Lance is in heaven, he doesn't want Vince to stop, he wants to shoot in his mouth. His legs are trembling now as he is on the edge of an orgasm, Vince senses this and pulls off.

"Did you like that boy?" he asks.

"Yes, yes, it feels wonderful, please don't stop."

SLAP!

"Ow! Sorry, Sir!"

"Would you like me to do it again?"

"Yes pleeaasee suck my cock, please make me cum."

Vince stands up and Lance groans wishing he would just get back down there and suck him off. "If you can show me how good a cocksucker you are I may just suck you off till you cum, would you like that?"

"Oh yes please sir, please suck me till I cum," Lance is desperate to shoot now.

Vince releases him from the hook on the ceiling and clasps the wrist cuffs behind his back.

"Get on your knees," he orders pushing Lance down, "Nathan, would you like to be first?"

Lance looks up, first? He swallows hard realising he's going to have to suck everyone here. The very idea of having a cock in your mouth is something that has always disgusted him, he really can't believe he is being made to do this. Nathan walks over to him and drops his jeans then his shorts, his very respectable circumcised 7.5 inch cock springs free and is pointing directly upwards. It's more even in it's length and not quite as thick as Lances but all the same it's still intimidating to him.

Lance looks at the cock swaying in front of his face trying to build up the courage to take it in his mouth. Vince can see he's struggling so he kneels down next to him and starts stroking his cock.

"Just think of the sweet release you'll get," he says whispering in his ear, Lance groans.

Lance looks at the cock just inches from his face, it's doesn't look that bad, it's very hard, it's the first hard cock he's seen other than his own and he finds it's actually quite attractive. What alarms him more though is the desire he suddenly has to have it in his mouth and before he can change his mind quickly sucks it in.

"That's it boy, suck on that big dick, remember how good it felt on you," Vince says as he places his other hand on the back of Lance's head to encourage him. Lance's blow job is clumsy and sloppy, he is only taking about half the cock in his mouth and he hasn't got the hang of using his tongue. Having a cock in his mouth doesn't seem as bad as he thought it would be, in fact he is starting to enjoy it especially as his orgasm draws closer. 

"That's it boy you're getting the hang of it now, suck him deeper, get all that cock in your mouth," Vince encourages him.

Lance tries but he only gets so far before he gags, he thinks that this is an impossibility but remembers how Vince did it so easily.

Vince starts to push on his head harder causing him to choke more. "Swallow boy open your throat,"

Lance forces himself past his gag response and amazingly Nathan's cock slips down his throat.

"Oh my god that feels amazing!" Nathan gasps.

Hearing that eggs Lance on more, he's glad that what he's doing is bringing so much pleasure to Nathan. That's when he realises that he is really enjoying this, he likes having this cock in his mouth, no he loves it. He wants to make Nathan cum. Normally the thought of someone cumming in his mouth would disgust him but now the idea is really turning him on.

"Oh god I'm close," Nathan announced.

Lance sucks more vigorously, Vince no longer helping him, watching the boy impale his face on Nathan's cock, his nose hitting the neat bush at the cocks base. Lance can smell the musky scent of Nathan, it fires him up further. Lance feels his orgasm race up on him, at last he will get his release, at that moment as he imminently is about to blow his load sucking on cock seems the most natural thing in the world, but suddenly Vince stops wanking him and his orgasm teeters on the edge, Lance groans in utter frustration, the vibrations from his voice stimulating Nathan's cock and sending him over the edge.

"URRGHHH! I'M CUUMMIINNGG!" Nathan squeals and his cock erupts a stream of cum into Lances mouth 

Lance was just starting a down stroke when the first bolt erupted coating his tongue. He drinks it hungrily, the taste not as bad as he thought it might be, he could get to like this. Nathan grabs Lance's head to steady himself as he blasts his load in the boy's mouth. Finally spent Nathan pulls away and to his and Vince's surprise Lance tries to hang on almost falling flat on his face as he reaches to keep Nathan's cock in his mouth. As Vince stands up Lance turns to look at him, his big blue eyes looking up at him as if to say 'did I do good?', Vince nearly melts, how can such an adorable young man come out with such crap.

"Very good slave, you're learning fast," Vince praises him.

What Lance really want's is for Vince to make him cum, his cock is so hard and leaking precum, he know's that it wouldn't take much to bring him off, he's wondering when Vince is going to do it like he promised.

"My turn," Rob says hopefully handing the camera to Nathan and dropping his trousers and boxers.

His cock is only five and a half inches but it's quite thick, his beer belly protruding out just as far. He stands in front of Lance waiting patiently, his cock bobbing in anticipation. Lance looks at his cock then back at Vince. 

Lance goes to say something but Vince stops him, "Ask for permission if you wish to speak slave."

"Please may I speak sir?" Lance says, feeling really humiliated.

"No you may not, you have cock to suck, get on with it." Vince booms.

"ARRGGH FOR FUCKS SAKE! JUST MAKE FUCKIN' CUM WILL YA!" Lance shouts in utter frustration but immediately regretting it.

Vince grabs him by his hands and roughly lifts him up to his feet.

"No no no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, please don't, please" Lance whimpers.

Vince grabs the paddle and lifting Lance's arms high behind his back so he is forced to bend forward, paddles his backside very very hard. Lance screams with the pain, tears flooding back into his eyes and before long he is sobbing his heart out. 

Eventually Vince stops, Lance's backside now almost purple, "How many more times am I going to have to paddle your backside till you learn?" Lance can't answer he is sobbing so heavily, Vince gets worried he may have gone a bit too far.

He pulls Lance to him and hugs him tight, stroking his hair, Lance sobbing on his shoulder, his tears making his shirt wet. Vince's warm body feels good, he likes the way he is stroking his hair, he hasn't had this sort of affection since he was a child, he'd forgotten how nice it felt.

"Look, the more you resist and disrespect me the more you will be punished," he says in a low soft voice, "The sooner you accept that you are my slave for the weekend, the sooner you can enjoy it."

Lance wonders how anyone could enjoy being a slave but he is starting to realise that he hasn't got much choice in the matter. He is in turmoil, his rebellious side is saying not to give in, to stay in control yet his cock is saying otherwise. He is so turned on my the control Vince is having over him, he has never been this erect or this sexed up in his bedroom fantasies and he really did enjoy sucking on Nathan's cock. Maybe he could just go along with it for now, he'll get his release and come monday morning he'll go to the police and claim he was raped.

"I'm sorry," Lance says to Vince looking at him through teary eyes.

Lance almost melts at his puppy dog expression but he's not stupid, he knows it's gonna take a lot more than just a couple of beatings to break this spoilt brat. 

Vince pushes him down to Robs cock who had been patiently waiting while stroking it. Lance immediately impales himself on the stump, he finds it much easier to suck it in completely down to Robs pubes as it isn't as big as the last one, in fact it only just reaches his throat. To his utter surprise it only takes five strokes before Rob lets out a long deep groan and blasts his cum into Lance's mouth, there is way more than Nathan's cock spat out and he pulls of nearly choking. Robs cock continues to spurt it's spunk shooting Lance directly in the face, he flinches and turns away.

"Quick cum Bobby I call him" Nathan laughs.

Lance turns to Vince expecting him to get his cock out but he doesn't, instead he lifts Lance up and releases his arms from behind his back. Lance begins to wonder if the worst is over, that is until Vince lifts his arms up and attaches them to chains hanging from the ceiling, he then puts on leather cuffs round his ankles and connects them to chains on the floor. Lance is now spread eagle in the middle of the cellar, stark naked, his cock pointing skywards.

Vince then puts a ball stretcher on him, Lance's testicles are really tight up to his groin so Vince has to work quite hard to get them low enough to put the device on causing Lance to cry out in pain. The stretcher is making his balls ache badly now yet amazingly he now has even more need to cum.

Vince then ties some string to the ball stretcher and pulls on it hard behind him, Lance screams as it feels as though his balls are being pulled off, he has no choice but to arch his body backwards to escape the pain. Vince then ties the other end to a loop in the wall, now if Lance tries to pull forward he risks pulling off his testicles.

Vince then kneels behind the boy and looks at his cherry, "I'm going to get your sweet little ass ready for fucking," he explains.

"No please don't fuck me, I'll do anything for you but please not that," Lance cries now terrified.

"Shut the fuck up! Do you want me to gag you?" Vince booms.

Lance flinches, "No sir."

"Believe me boy, very soon you are going to be begging to be fucked.

Lance feels like this has gone way too far now, he wants this to end but he's not in any position to do anything about it, he closes his eyes and expects the worst.

Vince starts running his finger over his hole causing Lance to gasp, he's surprised, it actually feels rather wonderful. Vince gently caresses and prods at it and Lance finds himself groaning with pleasure. Then he feels something wet and slippery touch his ring, he gasps even louder when he realises it's Vince's tongue, that feels even more amazing, he had no idea that his little virgin hole could be so erotic. 




Breaking Lance Ch. 02



Rob has now taken the cam back and is behind Lance filming the action on his ring piece as Vince's tongue expertly dances around the tight ring piece. Soon the tongue is gone and Lance can feel Vince's finger back at his hole but it feels more slippery, he then realises that Vince is applying lube and he groans in despair as he thinks this is it, he is going to be raped. 

Vince has no intention of going straight in, he needs Lance to beg for it. He puts pressure on Lance's hole.

"Please no," Lance groans quietly.

"Relax boy otherwise it'll just hurt more," Vince says feeling the resistance.

Lance doesn't want to relax, he doesn't want anything shoved up his hole but he realises that either way his rectum is going to be invaded and that Vince is most probably right, it would be less painful if he let it happen. Lance reluctantly relaxes and he feels Vince's finger slide in, it feels like his ass is on fire, it feels wrong. Vince slowly finger fucks him taking his time, there is no hurry and soon the burning sensation is replaced with pleasure, it actually feels very nice and Lance finds himself groaning once more with pleasure.

Vince probes around inside the boys hole and finds what he's looking for, when he rubs his finger over Lance's prostrate the boy almost jumps out of his skin.

"Oh!" he shouts wondering what the fuck just happened.

Vince continues to massage it making Lance groan like a bitch on heat, he doesn't know whether he wants to piss or cum but before long he realises it's the latter and his body tenses up as he feels an orgasm brewing. It's totally blowing his mind, he had now idea it would be possible to reach an orgasm without touching your cock. He is almost about to erupt when sensing this Vince pulls his finger out.

Lance groans in frustration and is panting heavily now, "Permission to speak sir," he says.

"Go ahead."

"Please don't stop sir, please keep doing that," he pants.

"Keep doing what boy?"

"Please keep rubbing that spot in my ass sir, it feels so nice," he replies.

"You want me to put my finger back in you ass an rub your G-spot?"

"Yes sir, please," Lance is incensed with lust now, he has to have that finger back in his ass, he needs to experience the final release that it would bring as the build up he just had was so much more intense than anything else he has ever experienced 

Vince obliges and inserting him finger again rubs his prostrate, Lance is now pushing back onto Vince's finger, he can feel his orgasm building again, he tries to keep quiet not wanting to let Vince know he's close, he wants to cum so bad, it's not easy. His orgasm rushes up, his body tenses again and again Vince removes his finger.

"Nooooo! Please!" Lance cries.

The need to cum is completely overwhelming, his whole body charged, his nipples so erect you could put coat hangers on them. Vince reaches round and gently strokes Lances stomach and chest pausing to squeeze his nips causing Lance to groan in ecstasy, he has never felt so good in all his life.

Vince then re-inserts his finger into Lance's hole and continues to massage his prostrate, he repeats this process no less than ten times, brining Lance close to orgasm then denying him. Lance is crying now with overwhelming frustration, tears are in his eyes, the need to cum is agonising.

Vince moves round to the front of Lance and kisses him while squeezing his nipples, Lance astonishes himself by kissing back, passionately, groaning into Vince's mouth as his little nips are squeezed and twisted, their tongues exploring each other.

Vince pulls away and smiles at Lance, the boys face is a picture, he has pure passion in his eyes, he is now nothing more than an animal in the throws of intense sexual pleasure.

'I have him now,' Vince thinks to himself. He fetches a large eight inch dildo from the wall and seeing it Lance starts to moan. He's terrified of it, knowing where it's going to go yet the sensation he's been experiencing in his anus is mind blowing and he can't help feel a deep longing for that thing to fill him. He watches as Vince lubes it up, taking his time tantalising the boy with the sight of this large dildo that will eventually fill his ass. Lance can't take his eyes off it, his heart is racing away, he flexes his sphincter in anticipation and to his amazement he finds himself wanting it in him. He is in complete turmoil, his mind saying this is completely wrong and he shouldn't be enjoying it yet his body is saying the complete opposite.

Vince moves back behind Lance, "Oooh god no!" Lane groans closing his eyes and waiting for the inevitable.

Vince places the head of the Dildo at Lances hole and gently pushes, Lance tries to pull away but the rope holding his balls back causes him sever pain so he quickly pushes back causing the head of the dildo to slip past his sphincter.

"ARRRRRGH! FUCK IT HURTS! TAKE IT OUT! TAKE IT OUT!" he screams.

Vince doesn't he just holds it there not moving, he knows the pain will pass.

"PLLLLEEEAAASEE!" Lance begs, "PLEASE TAKE IT OUT."

Still Vince holds it still while Lance pants with the pain. Soon it subsides and Lance finds the sensation of the dildo in his hole starting to feel quite erotic, Vince continues to hold it perfectly still, not moving it at all. Lance is wondering why he isn't fucking him with it, he clamps his sphincter tight around the dildo, it actually feels very good, he continues to flex is anal muscles and he's finding it actually feels really good. He's starting to find he wants to be fucked with it, he want's to feel what it would be like to have it slide further inside him. He soon finds he is starting to push back onto the dildo, attempting to get it further inside, he can't believe his doing it, this is going against everything he believed he was.

Vince smiles, "What are you doing boy?" he asks.

Lance blushes badly, "Oh please Sir," he groans.

"Tell me, what are you trying to do?" Vince presses.

Lance is reluctant to say it, he knows it would mean admitting that he likes cock up his ass but his body is betraying him.

"I-I-I..."

"Come on boy, spit it out!"

"I-I want it deeper sir," Lance suddenly feels overwhelming humiliation.

"You want what deeper?"

"The dildo Sir, I want it deeper."

"You want me to push it further into your tight little hole?" Vernon asks, teasing now.

"Yes Sir, please sir!" Lance is begging now.

"Why?"

"Because it feels so good sir."

That's all Vince needed to hear and he pushes the dildo deeper into Lances sweet ass. Lance groans as he feels it slowly fill him up, the sensation of it's textured skin slipping past his ring is amazing, it brushes past his prostrate and he gasps.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!" he exclaims.

"Do you like that boy?" Vince asks.

"Oh yes sir, yes!"

Soon Vince has the dildo fully inside Lance and he just holds it there, Lance feels full, he never realised that a cock up ass would feel so wonderful but he needs more. Instinct takes over again and he starts to pull forward as far as the rope holding his balls will allow without too much pain, he then pushes back, it feels amazing. He starts to take up a rhythm the only problem being he can't move very far because of the rope. 

Vince wraps his arm around the boys waist and stops him from moving, Lance groans.

"Please sir,"

"What do you want boy?"

"Please fuck me with the dildo," Lance can't believe his is saying this but he needs to feel that dildo sliding in and out of his ass.

Vince smiles and slowly pulls it back out to the tip, he then very slowly feeds it all the way back in.

"Urrrghh please go faster sir," Lance begs.

Vince keeps it slow, tantalising the poor boy, Lance is in pure heaven he loves this sensation he looks down at his rock hard cock, it's dripping precum all over the floor, he can't believe how erotic all this is. Vince picks up the pace and Lance begins moaning like a little lost puppy.

"Oh god! Oh my fucking god!" he shouts.

"You like this boy?"

"Yes! I fucking love it!.... Sir!" he shouts, he doesn't care now, he just want's to be fucked with it. He can feel his orgasm brewing again, he really hopes that Vince will now let him cum.

Vince senses his impeding orgasm but he isn't ready to let the boy cum yet, he withdraws the dildo.

"Noo! Please don't stop," Lance is crying now, the pressure in his groin from not being allow to cum is immense, "Please let me cum," he begs.

Vince walks in front of him and pulling up a stool he sits facing Lance. He then starts stroking the outline of his very hard cock, it's been straining to be released for so long now. Lance can't quite tell but it looks bigger than the dildo, and he watches as Vince slowly unbuttons his jeans, gradually he lowers them and Lance is surprised to see that Vince is commando. He can see the mans thick bush and the start of his massive shaft, Vince slowly peels down his jeans and suddenly his cock springs free bouncing up and pointing directly at Lance. It's huge, a massive nine inches and really thick, much bigger than the dildo, Lance whimpers knowing that it will soon be invading his ass.

Vince sheds the rest of his clothes revealing his slabs of muscle, no wonder Lance had trouble fighting him off. His legs, chest and stomach are covered in a fine carpet of hair, Lance realises he is looking a magnificent specimen of an alpha male, and what's more his massive cock dominates his manliness.

I bet you'd like to suck on my cock wouldn't you boy?" Vince asks leaning back on the stool stroking his huge meat. Lance find himself nodding, he really would like to have that monster in his mouth, he licks his lips. "Well I don't think you've earned it yet, but I would like to have it sucked." Vince turns to Robert, "Mind if I borrow Nathan for a while?"

Before Robert can answer Nathan is kneeling to the side of Vince and grabbing his meat. Vince hasn't played with them since the death of Anthony, now suddenly he gets to chew on that massive cock once more, he is delighted. Lance watches with envious eyes and Nathan slowly devours Vince's cock, he really does want that cock for himself, he sees Nathan's soft lips slide down the massive pole and reach his pubes, he's taken the whole thing in his throat. Nathan then pulls off and licks the the head all the time looking Lance in the eyes, god how Lance hates him right now.

"Look boy, look how my friend is worshiping my cock, you will learn to do that in time," Vince says as Nathan sucks it in deep again.

Vince places his hand on the back of his head and strokes his hair, Lance is wishing it was his hair Vince was stroking. Vince can feel an orgasm brewing so he pulls Nathan off his cock, Nathan feels huge disappointment he didn't get Vince to blow his load. Vince gets up and moves behind Lance, the boy begins to pant heavily, his heart races, he knows he's about to be fucked with that huge tool. Not wanting to do any damage to the boys testicles Vince unties the string then wrapping his thick arm round his waist pulls him back so Lance's ass is pushing his cock against his stomach, Lance can feel it in the crack of his ass.

"Can you feel it boy?" Lance nods, "Do you know what is going to happen now?"

Lance takes a deep breath, "You're going to fuck me sir," he says.

"Yes that's right, I'm going to take your cherry," Vince says rubbing his cock up and down Lance's crack.

He then moves Lance away slightly and places the head of his cock at the boys virgin hole.

"Are you ready boy?"

"Yes Sir."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Sir, please Sir, please fuck me!"

"Are you sure you want me to take your virginity?"

"Oh god yes pleaaasse!! fuck me with that big cock!"

"As you wish boy."

Vince pushes and his cock heads slips past the ring of tight muscle, even though his ass had been loosened by the dildo Vince's cock is much bigger and causes some more pain. Vince gasps at how tight the boys hole is round his cock, it feels wonderful, he hasn't had an ass this tight since he lost Anthony. Vince holds his cock there and waits for Lance's pain to ebb.

"Ready?"

"Yes sir, do it, fuck me hard!"

"You asked for it boy," and Vince slams his cock the rest of the way in Lance's ass.

Lance screams out and suddenly erupts a torrent of cum into the air, "ARRRGGHHH! FUUUUCCCCKKKK!" he screams as his cock spews out huge amounts of spunk. His orgasm is completely earth shattering, his body is convulsing like it never has before, his cum blasting a good six feet in the air, some of it landing on Nathan who is sitting on the stool nursing his once again hard cock. 

"Oh fuck man! That's awesome!" he says never seeing anyone cum so hard in his life before.

Vince can feel Lance's sphincter pulsate around his cock as the boy blows his load, Vince is pleased his cock caused him to cum, that would often happen to Anthony too. As soon as Lance has finished spurting Vince starts to fuck Lance hard, pulling out to the tip and slamming hard back in to the hilt.

"ARRRGHH! FUCK! STOP! PLEASE STOP!" Lance cries, not in pain but more in discomfort after coming down from the high of his orgasm.

Vince ignores him and keeps on burying his cock into the boys virgin ass. Lance keeps protesting but it's falling on deaf ears, however before long the discomfort is again turning in to pleasure. Lance looks down to see his cock is still rock hard and he suddenly has the urge to cum again, he is astounded, never before has he ever been able to shoot again so soon after cumming. Vince is pounding his ass harder now as he gets close and Lance is grunting and groaning with each thrust as Vince's cock pounds against his prostrate.

"OH YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD WITH THAT BIG FUCKING COCK!" he shouts.

"Tell me what I want to hear boy, tell me what you are," Vince whispers into Lance's ear as he leans forward.

Lance doesn't quite understand the question, "Sir?"

"Tell me that you are my slave boy," Vince presses.

"I-I-I'm you're Urrgghh! slave boy sir!" Lance pants breathless.

"And what will you do for me?"

"Urgghh! Anything you Urgghh! Want me to do sir!"

"So if I have ten men waiting to fuck your sweet little ass you're going to let them aren't you?"

'Oh sweet jesus!' Lance thinks, 'he's going to pimp me out.' Just the idea of being gang raped by all those men sends him into a frenzy.

"UURRRGHH! FUCK! YES SIR! I WILL LET THEM FUCK MY ASS SIR!" he shouts.

Vince is slamming into him hard now and Lance lets out a high pitch scream as his cock explodes once more, this time Nathan is ready and get's himself directly in the line of fire his shirt open and wanking his cock furiously as he gets showered in Lances cum. Vince's orgasm is racing up on him too and he lets out a loud low grunt as Lance's pulsating hole massages his cock to orgasm and he blasts his load deep in the boys bowels. Nathan closely follows as he groans and blasts his load up his chest adding to Lance's mess.

Finally spent Vince pulls out causing Lance to yelp, the boy hangs there limp and out of breath. Vince unfastens his feet and then his arms, Lance tries to stand but collapses on the floor he's been tied up for so long. Vince picks him up into his arms so effortlessly it's like he was picking up a young child, Lance wraps his arms around Vince's neck and puts his head there too. It causes Vince to stop for a second, could this young man be capable of genuine love and affection, Vince really does hope so, maybe he can help nurture that out of him. He puts him down and stands him in front of the cage, then once his arms have been fastened behind his back, Vince makes him bend down and climb in.

"No please," Lance pleas in a whimper but he has no fight left in him.

"You need to sleep, get in and lie down," Vince instructs him.

Lance gets in and lies on the soft bedding, Vince locks the cage then he, Rob and Nathan disappear upstairs. 

Lying there Lance is in shock, was he just raped? Is it rape if you enjoy it as much as he did? Why did he like it so much? All these thoughts are swimming round in his head making him feel dizzy and tired.

Vince is soon back with a quilt, he opens the cage and puts it over the boy who is now fighting to keep his eyes open.

"You going to leave me here all night?" he asks.

"Yes, this is where slaves belong, and you did well tonight. Your training will continue in the morning," he says stroking Lances hair.

Lance likes that, it reminds him when his father used to tuck him in at night when he was a boy, he thinks back to when his father was alive and a tear wells up in his eyes.

Vince sees this, "Are you ok?"

Lance nods, Vince knows better than to pry.

"Get some sleep," he says and get's up to leave. He turns off the light and heads up the stairs, light from the top is visible for a moment until the door closes behind him then total darkness. 



Breaking Lance Ch. 03



"Wow Vince you was amazing!" Nathan says pulling his clothes back on.

"Thanks Nathan, you're pretty good yourself, I nearly blew my load when you sucked me off," Vince replies.

Nathan beams, "Wish you had done."

"Gotta say Vince, I'm well impressed but he seems a proper spoilt brat, you sure you can handle him?" Rob asks.

"I've had worse than him in the army, he should be a walk in the park."

"Well we better get going, it's late, thanks for a great evening, let us know if you need us to help out with anymore training." Robert says as they head for the door.

"I will do, see you next week," Vince waves them off then locks the door behind him.

He walks upstairs and climbs into bed, he's exhausted, he thinks about the young man in the cellar, he would much prefer to have the boy in bed next to him, he so hates sleeping alone.

* * *

Lance has a restless night, his dreams are filled with visions of his father when he was young and the love and affection he received mixed in with visions of Vince and his huge cock. In his dreams Vince's cock is much bigger and Lance is worshiping it, he's sucking it deep, getting fucked by it, at one point there are ten Vince's all prodding their huge cocks at Lance, they all erupt covering him in masses of spunk causing him to ejaculate too. It's at that point he wakes up and realises he is ejaculating for real, his cock is pumping out huge amounts of cum into the bedding. He has never had a wet dream before, what does it mean? The room is still pitch black and the cage is cramped, he needs to stretch but he can't. He lies there contemplating what happened that night, the cock he actually enjoyed sucking, being fucked, and loving it, and his wet dream, could it be that he is gay?

He thinks about Vince, that big powerful man and the moment he held him in his arms. Although he was being punished he felt safe, warm, almost loved, he liked being held by him, even when he picked him up it was like he was a child again in his fathers arms. Lance closes his eyes and drifts back off to sleep.

He is abruptly woken by the light being switched on in the cellar.

"Good morning slave, time to get up and continue your training," Vince says.

Lance groans still really tired, "I'll get up in a minute,"'he says forgetting where he is and thinking for a moment he was back home, he soon snaps out of it when he hears the cage door being unlocked.

Vince pulls the quilt off Lance and sees the cum stain on the bedding, "Well, looks like someone had a wet dream." Lance blushes a bright crimson, "I wonder what dream could have caused that?"

Lance looks up at Vince, he is naked apart from a pair of boxers that do good job of hiding that massive tool. Vince grabs Lance and helps him out of the cage. He notices that Lance's cock is fully erect as he helps him up. "Do you need to cum or pee?" Vince asks.

"Pee," Lance replies meekly.

Vince picks up a dog collar and fastens it around Lance's neck, then picks up a leash and fastens that to the dog collar. Lance is alarmed that he's going to be treated like an animal.

"Look mate, yooz had ya fun wiv dis master n slave stuff, how's about lettin' me go now an' well call it quits. Give us me money and I'll forget about de whole fing." Lance was hoping that Vince had a reasonable side to him but when he looked at his face he knew he'd made a big mistake.

"What did I say about asking for permission to speak?!" he says in a thunderous tone.

"I-I-I just thought.." Lance stammers.

"Well you thought wrong!" he grabs Lance's hands that are still tied behind his back and lifts them up high causing Lance to bend right over.

"No please don't," he pleas knowing what's coming, "Please, please, please, I'm sorry."

Vincent picks up the paddle, "You get 10 for speaking without permission, I want you to count them as I hit you. Do you understand.

"Y-y-yes sir."

SMACK!

"OWWW! One."

SMACK!

"OWWWWWW! Two."

On the tenth hit, tears are streaming down his face but he's keeping his sobbing under control. Vince replaces the paddle and leads Lance out of the cellar and upstairs into the bathroom.

Vince has a huge shower, big enough to hold four people comfortably, it has multiple shower heads and two hand held shower attachments, one looks like a small shower head but the other looks like a small penis. Set into the floor and ceiling and walls are rings, Lance wonders what on earth they are there for. He stands Lance up inside it and removes the collar, then removes his own boxers and joins him. Lance looks at the huge tool swinging between Vince's legs, it looks so intimidating. Lance's cock has gone a little soft by now so Vince strokes it bringing it back to it's full glory causing Lance to groan.

"Permission to speak sir," Lance says.

"Go ahead boy," Vince replies.

"I really need to pee sir?"

"Ok go ahead."

Lance goes to walk out of the shower and head to the toilet but Vince grabs him and pulls him back in.

"You do it in here," Vince says sternly.

Lance is no newcomer to peeing in the shower but to do it with someone else there? Also he's never peed though a hardon before.

"Please sir, I can't pee through a boner," he complains.

"Yes you can you just have to force it," Vince replies while still stroking Lance's cock, by now Vince's own cock is almost at full mast.

Lance looks at the huge tool pointing up at him and wonders if Vince would let him suck it. Vince gets Lance to kneel and for a moment he thinks he is, but then Vince attaches the ankle cuffs to rings on the floor and the wrist cuffs to rings on the wall above, causing Lance's arms to be out-stretched above him. Lance know that if he pees now in this position it will spray all over himself, surely Vince does want him to do that? Suddenly to Lance's horror a stream of piss erupts from Vince's cock and showers him.

"Argghhh! Fuck noo!" he shouts and tries to escape.

"If you need to go you better do it now otherwise I won't let you go for the rest of the day," Vince says sternly.

Lance is mortified by what Vince is doing, he has never felt so degraded in all his life, he almost feels like crying yet some how it is a major turn on. It's like Vince is marking his territory as animals do, claiming Lance as his property. The pressure in Lance's bladder is quite painful now so he concedes and forces out his piss, soon he is being drenched by two streams of piss, he feels utterly humiliated. His own piss is hitting him full on in the face, he tries to turn his head but his arms restrict the movement, then he does something that not only astounds Vince but Lance too, he opens his mouth and tastes his piss. 

Before long they have emptied their bladders, "Damn that was so hot seeing you piss yourself boy!" Vince says. Lance looks at him with a look of bewilderment at what just happened.

Vince then releases Lance and helping him to stand turns him round, Vince then takes the shower head that looks like a penis and gets Lance to lean forward. He eases it into Lance's hole causing him to yelp with it's coldness, then he turns on the water. Lance can feel his insides filling up, it feels quite pleasurable, then uncomfortable, then painful.

"ARRGHHH STOP! PLEASE!" Lance shouts. Vince turns off the water.

"Hold it in boy, don't you let any spill," Vince commands and he removes the shower head.

The pressure is immense but Lance manages to hold it in, he's noticed his cock is at full mast again, he really does get turned on by having his ass played with.

"Get to the toilet and let it out," Vince orders.

Lance gingerly walks over to the toilet clenching his ass cheeks tight as he does so. When he sits on the loo he lets it go, the water comes flooding out and he feels a large turd fly out too. 'That has got to be the easiest shit I have ever done,' he thinks. He gets some tissue and wipes his ass then joins Vince back in the shower, Vince turns him around again and pushes the shower head back in his hole. Soon Lance is once more full and is ordered to empty himself in the toilet, this time only water comes out, Lance wonders if this is what it feels like when women piss. 

Once Lance returns Vince turns on the shower. The warm water cascades over Lance and makes him feel good. rinsing the piss away. Vince soaps Lance up and proceeds to wash him, 

Lance hasn't been washed like this since he was a little boy, he is enjoying Vince's hands slipping over his skin, he would never imagined that being washed in a shower could feel so erotic. Vince pays particular attention to his cock and ass, inserting a soapy finger to make sure it's clean, Lance moans when he does this.

Soon Vince has finished and he unties Lance's hands.

"Wash me," Vince says handing Lance the shower gel.

Lance has never washed anyone else, ever, let alone a man. He starts with Vince's back, Vince gasps as the boy touches him for the first time, he's startled at how much it reminds him of Anthony. The boys touch is incredibly erotic, his hands seemingly tiny against Vince's broad shoulders. Lance reaches his ass and tentatively washes in the crack, he wonders if he should soap inside Vince's hole but decides against it.

Vince then turns round and Lance soaps up his chest, he runs his hands over Vince's chiselled pecks and large biceps, down to his flat six pack stomach. Lance is aware of Vince's massive erection touching his stomach, he is also aware that his own cock is rock solid, he can't believe how much this is turning him on.

He eventually gets to Vince's cock, he soaps up around his tight large hairy balls first and the massive cock sways in front of him, he can't believe that thing was up his ass last night. He then soaps up the shaft of the cock, his fingers don't quite reach all the way round and he can easily wrap both hands round with room for a third. To Vince Lance's hands round his cock feel absolutely exquisite, he watches as Lance's slender hands slide up and down his massive shaft.

Vince then spins Lance around and pushes him against the shower wall, he soaps up his huge tool with one hand and Lance's hole with the other. Lance gasps as he realises he is about have that huge cock up his ass again. He groans in anticipation.

"You want this don't you boy?"

"Yes Sir, please Sir, please fuck me," Lance groans. He can't believe he's saying it, he's even pushing his ass back to give Vince better access.

Vince places the head of his cock at Lance's opening and pushes, the cock head slips in and Lance cries out with pain again, but this time he knows it will pass. Soon Vince is pushing deeper and Lance can feel his cock slide deep into his ass.

"Oh god that feels so good!" Lance shouts.

Vince starts to pound his ass and Lance grunts and groans as Vince's huge cock slips all the way in and out again to it's tip. The water is cascading over Lance as he is ceremoniously fucked in the shower. Vince looks down at his cock slipping into the boy's ass, it is such a turn on, he hasn't felt ass this good since.. well since Anthony. He can feel his orgasm building and so can Lance, the boy's cock is leaking masses of precum and he knows he's close to blowing his load. He loves the fact he can cum while being fucked and without touching it. As his orgasm starts to build Vince suddenly pulls out, Lance groans pushing back for Vince to put his cock back in his ass. Vince spins him round.

"Get on your knees boy," he commands.

Lance does so, even though he didn't cum from being fucked he thinks at least he is going to get to suck on the huge cock, he really does want this, he really needs to feel it in his mouth. He opens his mouth and goes to swallow when Vince stops him.

"No, you still haven't earned the right to suck on my cock yet," Vince says. It took all of his will power to stop Lance, right now he would love for the young man to devour his meat.

Lance looks up at him with genuine disappointment on his face.

"I want you to bring me off and take my cum on your face, keep your mouth closed as you haven't earned the right to swallow my cum yet either."

Lance obeys and starts to wank Vince vigorously.

"No, slow down, keep it nice and slow," Vince instructs him.

Vince adds some more soap to his cock so Lance's fingers slip over his tool more easily, he can feel the pressure building up fast. Lance is mesmerised by Vince's cock, it's huge purple head looking straight at him, the large veins running down it's length.

"Here I cum boy!" Vince announces and he lets out a low pitched groan as his cock explodes.

Lance quickly closes his eyes as a torrent of cum plasters his face, its going in his hair, over his eyes and some up his nose. Lance keeps wanking Vince and milks the last few drops from his cock. Lance grabs his own cock and starts to wank himself off now desperate to cum.

"GET YOUR HAND OFF YOUR COCK!" Vince shouts. Startled Lance lets go and opens his eyes, some cum gets in and starts stinging. "That cock now belongs to me, I will decide when and where you will cum, you will never cum by your own hand again, do you understand?"

Lance is alarmed by this, he is used to jerking off at least four times a day and he's certainly never come close to orgasm before without actually shooting, "Yes Sir, sorry Sir," he replies anyway.

Vince lifts him up to his feet, "Lick your lips boy," he does so, "that is what my cum taste like, you will get to swallow it soon enough but not until you have earned it." Then vince moves lance to under the shower and washes off the cum.

Vince then produces a safety razor and Lance thinks that he is going to have his chin shaved until Vince kneels down and soaps up his groin.

"Sir?" Lance asks alarmed at what is about to happen.

"I need you nice and smooth," he says then turns Lance around and gets him to bend over. He applies some soap around his anus, there isn't much in the way of hair round there but he wants to be sure. He proceeds to remove all the hair around Lance's ass then turning him back round shaves his pubic region and balls, because of Lance's raging hard on he has to move it around a lot to get access. All this fondling of his cock is bringing Lance closer to an orgasm, he can feel it rushing up, he decides not to say anything, he really wants this release. Vince isn't stupid he can tell that Lance is about to cum.

"You don't have my permission to cum boy, if you do you will be punished," Vince booms at him.

Suddenly panic strikes Lance but he can't stop it.

"Sir please I can't stop it, pleeaaassse!"

Vince quickly grabs the base of his cock just below his balls and squeezes tightly, stifling his orgasm.

"UUURRRGHH! FUCK!" Lance shouts as his body convulses but his orgasm doesn't happen.

"Damn boy, I'm going to have to teach you some self control," Vince says smirking. Lance groans in frustration.

Vince finishes off shaving Lance's pubes but decides to leave his cock alone. He then stands up.

"Lift your arms up," he commands, Lance does so and Vince applies soap to his arm pits. Lance immediately pulls his arms back down as Vince's touch tickles him. Vince grabs Lance's arms, clasps the cuffs together then lifts his arms up and fastens them to a ring in the ceiling and continues to apply soap causing Lance to writhe and giggle at his touch, he then shaves the boys armpits completely smooth.

Once he is finished Vince turns on the shower and rinses off all the remaining soap, he then turns off the shower and grabbing a towel dries Lance all over. Vince stands back to admire his work, Lance looks down and sees is bald cock, it makes him look like a young boy and it feels very sexy. Vince moves in closer and strokes Lance's chest with the lightest of feather touches, Lance bursts out laughing as he is so ticklish, Vince caresses his sides causing Lance to buck and writhe, he then reaches his now totally smooth armpits.

"ARRRGHH HAHAHAH! STOP! HAHAHAHAHA! FUCK! PLEASE! STOP! ARRRGHHHH HAHAHAHAHA!" Lance cries as Vince gently tickles his now very sensitive skin. Lance is now crying with laughter, tears running down his face.

"PLLLEEEAAASSSEE HAHAHAHAHA! ARRRRGHGHHH HAHAHAHAHA!" Lance begs him to stop. Vince is giggling at how his touch is making Lance laugh so much, he is going to have so much fun with this boy. 

He stops and then caresses his now smooth cock and balls, still panting from laughing so hard Lance groans, it feels wonderful, this big man makes him feel so sexy.

"You have a beautiful body," Vince says.

Lance looks up at Vince surprised by the remark, he has always thought of himself as too thin and scrawny, yet here is someone that likes his body. He suddenly feels even more sexy. He looks in Vince's eyes and sees them full of lust, he realises that Vince is really turned on by him and that this is not just about power play, he suddenly gets the urge to kiss this huge handsome bulk of a man but he doesn't act on it, not sure what Vince would do.

"Permission to speak Sir," Lance requests in a whisper.

"Go ahead."

"May I cum please Sir?" Lance is desperate to cum now and really wants some release.

"No you may not," Vince replies.

"Please Sir! I'm so horny my balls are aching," Lance begs.

Vince squeezes Lance's ball sack hard causing him to shout with the pain, "There, your balls are aching even more now, so stop your whining!"

Lance is doubled up with the pain as Vince lets him down and leads him out the shower, he is bewildered by the show of affection then the sudden aggression, the trouble is it's made him even hornier, the dull ache in his testicles giving him an even stronger desire to cum.

Vince attaches the leash then leads Lance back down stairs and into the kitchen.

"Permission to speak Sir," Lance says.

"Permission granted."

"May I wear some clothes please?"

"No you may not, I told you last night my slave is to be naked at all times," Vince says.

He unclasps Lance's hands and moves him to the sink, "Your first task today is to wash up, these are all the things from last night, I want to see them spotless and sparkling, no smears or streaks on them, if there are you will get punished and made to do them again. Once you do them well you will get some breakfast." And with that Vince disappears upstairs.

Lance has never done the washing up, he hasn't got a clue how to, his mother has always done all the housework. He has got a vague idea of what to do, he's seen his mother doing it on many occasions. 

He looks round and realises he's alone in the kitchen. He wonders how long Vince will be, he knows it won't take long for him to spunk so maybe he could knock a quick on out. He takes hold of his still very erect cock and starts to wank, he'll spunk in the sink, and wash it away without Vince suspecting a thing. He feels his orgasm start to build.

WHACK!

"ARRRGHH FUCK!" Lance screams feeling a sharp stinging pain across his backside.

He spins round rubbing his ass and see Vince in a dressing gown holding a riding crop, "I knew you couldn't be trusted." He grabs Lance by the hair and pushes him over the kitchen table.

"No please, I'm sorry, I won't do it again, I promise," Lance begs.

WHACK!

"ARRRRGHHH! STOP! PLEASE!" The riding crop hurts much more than the paddle, his ass is really stinging.

WHACK!

Tears start flowing and after ten strokes he's a blubbering wreck. Vince lifts him up and hugs him.

"Why do you keep on disobeying me?" He says softly while stroking Lance's hair.

"I'm s-s-s-sorry," Lance sobs.

"Saying sorry doesn't cut it, I need my slave to be obedient," Vince lifts his head off his shoulder and wipes the tears from his eyes, "come on you've got washing up to do, the sooner you do it the sooner we have breakfast."

Lance doesn't know whether or not to tell Vince he's never washed up before, he's reluctant to incase he makes fun of him so instead he just gets stuck in.




Breaking Lance Ch. 03



He fills the sink with hot water, now what? What did his mother do? She would have suds, how did she get suds? He see's a bottle on the window sill that says washing liquid, that's when he sees the garden, it's beautiful, like something out of a stately home, he's never seen a garden as pretty as that before. There is a path leading to a gazebo and next to that a fountain, there is some decking at the back of the house with a hot tub and patio furniture. At the far end of the garden is a huge Willow tree with a swing on one of it's branches.

"Oh wow!" he gasps.

"Something wrong?" Vince asks sitting at the kitchen table reading a newspaper.

"Er, no, it's just, your garden, it's so..." Vince walks up behind Lance and puts his hands on his waist, "it's so what?"

"So beautiful, I've never seen one like it before," he says.

"Well it's a nice day perhaps we can spend sometime outdoors later," Vince says and pats Lance on the ass, Lance winces as it still stings, "Now come on, washing up to do."

Vince sits down and continues to read his paper while Lance pours in some liquid, how much? He reads the bottle, just two squirts huh, he actually put about ten in. He puts his hand in the water to stir up the liquid and nearly scalds himself.

"OW FUCK!" he shouts, then he feels a crack across his ass, "OOWW!"

"Quiet while I'm trying to read the paper," Vince says waving the riding crop at him.

"Sorry Sir," Lance apologises

Vince is trying his best not to laugh, he's well aware that a spoilt brat like Lance will probably have never done any washing up before but this is a good test to see if he has the right intentions.

Lance adds a little cold water, that's better, he puts the dishes in the sink along with the wine glasses, he gives them a good clean with the sponge and puts them on the drainer to dry, this is a lot easier than he expected it to be. In no time he has finished washing them all.

"Permission to speak Sir,"

"Permission granted."

"I've finished the washing up Sir." Lance says proudly.

"Are they dry?"

"Oh, er, no Sir, sorry Sir" Lance feels stupid, of course they need to be dried.

He picks up a dish cloth and dries each of the items placing them back on the counter, "All done Sir,"

Vince gets up and inspects them, they are covered in smear and streaks as he guessed they would be, "These aren't clean, look at all the smears and streaks, I told you if they weren't clean you would be punished.

Lance looses his cool, "AW FOR FUCKS SAKE!" he throws down the tea towel and storms out of the kitchen, he heads for the front door but finds it locked with no key. "It's just washing up for fucks sake! You're trying to find any excuse to beat me!" he shouts entering back in the kitchen. He tries the back door, it's the same, locked no key. "I've had enough, I want to go home!"

Vince just stands there laughing so hard he's holding his stomach.

"Whats so fuckin' funny?" Vince can't answer, "Fuck you!" and he storms off down into the cellar, once there he climbs in the cage and shuts himself in.

He is so angry but oddly enough not with Vince, but with himself, he couldn't do a simple task like washing up right, but it's not just washing up it's lots of things. The big one is holding a steady job, he hasn't had a job that's lasted more than a couple of weeks. He feels utterly worthless at the moment. He wishes his father was still alive.

Tears start to flow and he begins to sob as his self esteem hits rock bottom, he lies there waiting for Vince to drag him out and give him a beating for being so disrespectful, but he doesn't come.

Vince heard the door to the cage slam shut, so he sits in the lounge, puts on the TV and waits.



Breaking Lance Ch. 04



Thirty minutes later Lance is at the door to the lounge, tears streaming down his face, Vince's heart skips a beat seeing him naked and vulnerable like that.

"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry," he sobs.

Vince stands up and walks over to him, he puts his arms round him and gives him the biggest, warmest hug of his life. Lance hugs back just as hard.

"That had nothing to do with me did it?" Vince says.

Lance shakes his head, "My mother never let's me do anything around the house, she says I will just make a mess and do it wrong."

"The thing about hearing that all the time is you start to believe it yourself." Vince explains.

"I'm ready for my punishment now," Lance says wiping his eyes.

This is music to Vince's ears, he is slowly making progress with the boy but instead of taking the paddle to him he lifts his head and kisses him.

"I'm not going to punish you, you've already done that to yourself," Vince says, "Come on we haven't had breakfast yet, I bet you're hungry."

"Starving," Lance says feeling somewhat better.

"Are you ready to go back to being a slave again?" Vince asks.

"Yes Sir," he replies, he now has the urge to please Vince, he wants his approval. 

Vince fetches a large tub of yoghurt from the fridge and then leads Lance into the dining room.

"Ok, climb up on the table and lie on your back," Vince commands.

Lance complies, wondering what Vince has in mind. Vince then gets some rope and ties it to the cuffs on Lance's wrists, passes it under the table pulling it tight and tying the other end to the cuffs on Lance's ankles completely stretching him out on the dining table.

"I forgot to tell you, you are breakfast this morning," Vince says.

Lance is somewhat puzzled until Vince opens the yoghurt and spoons a dollop onto each of his nipples. Lance begins to giggle when he realises that Vince intends to eat it off him. Vince puts another couple of dollops on his armpits causing him to wince a little as the yoghurt is very cold, it feels well sexy though on his freshly shaved skin, he sees why Vince shaved him earlier.

Vince leans over Lance and starts licking it off his nipples, Lance groans at the wonderful sensation and he realises his cock is already at full mast. Vince expertly licks, sucks and bites the yoghurt off Lance's nipples, it's music to his ears to hear the whimpers of pleasure coming from the boy.

"Mmmmm, you taste delicious," Vince says when all the yoghurt is gone from his nipples.

Lance giggles, now this is fun, if this is what being a slave is about he could definitely get used to it. Vince moves to his armpits and Lance breaks out in hysterics as his tongue flicks around licking up the cool yoghurt off his freshly shaved skin. Lance wriggles on the table trying to bring his arms down but Vince has tied him much too well.

Once Vince has eaten all the yoghurt from his armpits he gets a fresh spoonful from the pot, "You hungry slave?" He asks.

"Yes Sir," Lance replies. Vince takes the yoghurt in his mouth then leans over Lance and kisses him, transferring the yoghurt.

Lance would have been repulsed at the idea of eating food out of another mans mouth twenty-four hours ago but now he's loving it. Vince then gets a fresh dollop and smears it on Lance's very hard cock and balls. Lance swears he's died and gone to heaven when Vince starts to lick it off. Starting at his balls he licks them clean swallowing each one in turn, then he licks up his cock and in one motion swallows him down completely. Lance cries out in sheer ecstasy as Vince massages his cock head by making deep growling noises.

"Oooh please sir, you're gonna make me cum," Lance announces, he was thinking of keeping quiet about it, just shooting in Vince's mouth but he would probably hit the roof for cumin without permission.

Vince pulls off, "You are not allowed to cum," he orders.

Lance groans, he really so wants to blow his load. Vince adds more yoghurt to Lance's cock then slowly licks along it's length, Lance groans, he has no idea how to control his orgasm, he's never needed to before. Vince again deep throats Lance and again growls with the cock head in his throat. The sensation is incredible and is sending Lance quickly over the edge.

"ARRRGHHH SIR STOP! FUUUCCCKKK! I CAN'T STOP IT! I'M CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG!" Vince pulls Lance's cock out of his throat as the boy erupts and let's him fill his mouth with cum, he so loves the taste of young cum. Lance's orgasm is immense, his whole body is shuddering as his cock delivers its load into Vince. An unwanted orgasm seems so much more intense knowing that there will be repercussions for reaching it.

"Oh fuck! I'm sorry Sir, I tried but I couldn't stop it," Lance cries.

Vince sits back in his chair and gently strokes Lance's naked body, 

"Please don't beat me, I'm really sorry, I did try," Lance begs.

Vince smiles, "I'm not going to beat you, I actually wanted you to cum, but didn't that make it much more exciting knowing you wasn't supposed to?" he says.

"Oh sir, you bastard!" Lance starts laughing, "Yeah, that was fucking amazing!"

Vince unties Lance then fastens his hands behind his back again and re-attaches the leash, "Come on lets get a proper breakfast," he says.

He leads Lance into the kitchen and Lance sits on one of the kitchen chairs.

"No," Vince booms, "slaves do not sit on furniture, you must always kneel in my presence,"

Lance immediately gets on the floor and kneels, "Yes Sir, sorry Sir."

As Vince starts cooking breakfast Lance kneels on the floor patiently, the smell of cooking bacon filling his nostrils and causing his stomach to rumble.

Shortly Vince brings over two plates of a nice fry up places one on the table and the other on the floor in front of Lance then unties his hands.

Lance is confused, "Sir?"

"You eat on the floor like all good slaves and you are not allow to use your hands."

Lance groans but he is too hungry to argue, he sees that the food is cut up to make it easier to eat so he leans over and tucks in. Soon the plate is clean. Vince picks up his plate and sniggers as he sees Lance has egg and beans all over his face, Lance blushes. Vince picks up a cloth and wipes him clean, Lance feels like a little boy again.

"Wait here," Vince says then disappears down the cellar, he soon returns with something electrical, it has wires, a control box and other devices. He also has Lance's trainers.

"Put these on," Vince says handing him the trainers.

Lance does so, then stands up, "Ok touch your toes," as he does he gets a feeling something is about to be inserted up his ass, and sure enough Vince lubes up a metal looking butt plug, he pushes it in causing Lance to yelp from it's coldness and a bit of pain. Then Vince puts a cock ring on Lance, fortunately his cock is flaccid and is easy to put on. It's a snug fit and makes Lance's dick and balls seem bigger, he likes this device. Vince then attaches wires from the butt plug and cock ring to the control box, it has a strap attached to it and Vince puts it over Lance's head so it hangs down his back, presumably so Lance can't get to the controls. Vince then attaches some nipple clamps to his nipples causing Lance to yelp at the sudden pain.

Lance is wondering what on earth this contraption does when Vince produces a remote control and presses a button. Lance almost jumps out of his skin, he quickly grabs Vince's shoulder and the counter to steady him self, the device sent an amazing tingling sensation through his groin causing his cock to immediately spring a full erection.

"Oh wow!" Lance gasps, "what is that?"

"It's something that is going to teach you self control," Vince then takes the leash and leads Lance out into the garden, his cock swaying as they walk.

Lance feels suddenly very exposed, he looks around and see's that the neighbours houses aren't visible from the garden, so he relaxes. It feels quite exciting to be outside naked, something he's never done before. He looks around the garden, it's even more impressive being in it.

Vince leads Lance to the garden shed and pulls out the lawn mower, "You're going to do some gardening," he says. Lance looks at Vince a little alarmed, he's never even had a garden let alone done any gardening. "Don't worry, you're only going to mow the lawn."

Lance is worried, he hasn't got a clue how to do this, Vince starts up the lawn mower and it chugs into life

"Please sir, I don't know how," Lance says.

"It's easy, you push it. When that box at the back gets full you empty it in that bin over there," Vince says pointing to a grey plastic trash bin, he gives Lance a quick demonstration.

"Do you think you can manage it," Lance looks at the machine and nods his head.

"Oh, if you manage to finish the lawn before you cum you'll get a reward, if you cum before you've finished you'll be punished."

Lance pushes the lawnmower, wondering what he means when Vince hits the remote and electricity starts pulsating through Lances groin.

"Oh my god!" he gasps almost collapsing, the sensation is wonderful, it's like he's being massaged from the inside. The electric patterns seem to change randomly, sometimes being slow long pulses to quick hard stabs. His cock twitches and he realises that this machine has the ability to make him cum, he figures better get mowing!

Vince gets on a sun lounger and watches this little beauty mowing his lawn, stark naked except for his trainers, his cock swaying as he walks, knowing he is controlling the pleasure he is feeling in his groin, it's such a turn on he pops a boner.

The sun is shining brightly and Lance is building up a sweat, he gets a quarter of the lawn done when he sees the collection box is full, so he detaches it and takes it to the bin where he empties it. When he returns to the mower and resumes mowing, the pulses become more intense, he staggers a little as it catches him unaware. He looks over at Vince who is smiling and stroking his huge cock, he is never going to complete the lawn if Vince keeps this up. He shakes his head and decides to concentrate on the job in hand putting all sexual thoughts out of his head.

Halfway through the mowing Vince steps up the intensity more and he notices that Lance is struggling to walk properly now. Lance is in absolute bliss, what should be a chore is really making him super horny. With the electrical pulses, the sun beating down on his naked body and the breeze gently caressing his exposed cock and balls, he feels life couldn't get any better.

At the last quarter Vince steps it up even more. Lance is really struggling now, he's sweating profusely and panting heavily. He's determined to get through this without shooting his load, he gets to the last few feet when Vince cranks it right up, it's starting to feel painful now and he almost collapses to his knees. He can feel his orgasm building, he grits his teeth screams out loud and pushes the mower the last few feet. Suddenly the pulses stop and Lance collapses on the lawn, his cock right on the edge of blowing it's load.

"Arrghh fuck! Fuck! Oh god! Man!" he pants.

Vince walks over and stands over the exhausted boy who's cock is leaking masses of precum.

"How do you feel boy?"

"Horny as fuck... Sir!" he gasps looking up at Vince's huge erection swaying over him.

"Well you finished without cumming, I'm impressed, you get your reward," Vince says helping him up. Lance is wondering what his reward is, could it be he gets to suck on that massive cock, he want's it so bad his mouth is watering.

Vince turns off the mower and they head to the patio, he instructs Lance to lie face down on the sun lounger.

"Before you get your reward we need to oil each other up so we don't get sunburned," he says applying sun lotion on Lance's back.

He disconnects the controller to get the wires out of the way but he intends to keep the device on Lance for now. Lance groans with pleasure as Vince's large hands work in the lotion, it feels so nice to have someone touch his nakedness, his hard cock is pressing into the sun lounger underneath him. Vince then instructs him to turn over and he works in more lotion, he removes the nipple clamps and Lance cries out as the blood returns to his sensitive nips. Vince spends a bit longer than necessary on Lance's cock almost causing him to blow his load.

"Arrghh Sir! You're gonna make me cum!" Lance shouts.

Vince stops and stands up, he helps Lance up and hands him the lotion and before lying down himself reconnects the controller. Lances boyish hands work the lotion into the big mans back, Vince groans in delight at Lance's touch, it's so soft and delicate, it's really turning him on. Vince presses the remote and hears Lance gasp as the pulses start up in his groin again.

Lance is so sexed up, and touching this powerful man's body is really turning him on too. After applying lotion to Vince's legs he concentrates on his ass, the large firm buttocks feel solid compared to his own soft cheeks. He slips his hand down Vince's crack causing him to groan, Lance is pleased that Vince is enjoying it. Vince then turns over, his huge cock on show for Lance, the boy licks his lips, when will he get that thing in his mouth? Lance quickly applies lotion all over Vince but spending time on his large firm pecs, his nipples hard and erect, Lance teases and pulls on them, Vince groans. Eventually he reaches Vince's groin and he starts to apply the lotion. He starts with the mans large tight testicles, massaging them gently, Vince is in heaven, he hasn't had anyone touch him like this since Anthony. Lance then works his way up Vince's member, he stands it up and admires it's massive size, Vince watches Lance as he works in the lotion taking time to work it in to the head, running his fingers around the glands. Vince can feel an orgasm racing up, he has never cum this quick in years, this boy really does it for him. He places his hand on the back of Lance's head and pushes it closer to his cock, Lance's heart skips a beat as he thinks he's going to get to suck on it at last. He opens his mouth but Vince just holds him near it. Vince cranks up the controller and Lance starts gasping as the pulses massage his cock and prostrate towards an orgasm.

"I'm going to cum boy, I want you to swallow every drop, this is your reward," Vince groans.

Knowing that Vince is about to blast his cum in his mouth causes his own orgasm to race up.

"ARRGHHH SIR! I'M CUUMMIINNGG!" Lance screams.

"URRRGHHH SHOOT THAT LOAD BOY!" Vince Bellows just as his cock explodes into Lance's waiting mouth, at the same time Lance blasts his cum all over Vince. Lance hungrily laps at the spunk spurting from Vince's cock like a cat lapping cream, he can't get enough. If someone had told him yesterday that he would be swallowing another mans cum today he probably would have hit them but here he is drinking it like a water fountain. Eventually their orgasms subside and Lance licks up what bits of cum he missed off Vince's cock and stomach. Vince sees that Lance is flinching a little and quickly turns off the controller. Lance lays his head on Vince's chest exhausted.

"You earned that little treat," Vince says stroking Lance's hair, "did you enjoy it?"

"Yes Sir, thank you Sir," Lance replies, " I like the taste of cum, I never thought I would but I really do, especially yours."

Vince passes Lance a beach towel, here lie down next to me on the decking and get some rest. Lance spreads the towel out and lies face down, Vince sees the butt plug still in his ass so he gives it a quick yank pulling it out causing Lance to groan. Within seconds Lance is fast asleep, Vince looks at his sleeping beauty and strokes his naked body, he is really starting to like this kid after all.



Breaking Lance Ch. 05



Later that afternoon they watch a movie together, Lance sitting on the floor at Vince's feet, resting his head on his leg. Now and again Vince would get Lance to fetch refreshments for him then feed him tidbits like a pet dog.

"I'm starving," Vince says when the film has finished, he looks at the clock and it's gone seven. "Let's go out to eat," He suggests.

Lance hopes to god he doesn't want him to go out naked but his fears are abated when after leaving the room Vince comes back in with some clothes. But not his.

"These belonged to Anthony," Vince says, sounding somewhat subdued.

"Permission to speak Sir,"

"Go ahead."

"What's wrong with my clothes?" Lance asks.

"Seriously, I will not have a slave of mine looking like a chav," Vince Barks. "Anthony was about your size so they should fit."

Lance gets up and looks at the picture on the mantelpiece, "He's very handsome sir, where is he now?"

"He died five years ago," Suddenly Lance feels a bit weird at wearing a dead boy's clothes but also sad for Vince's loss.

"Did you love him Sir?"

Vince stands behind Lance and puts his hands on his shoulders, "Very much so,"

They stand in silence for a short while, Vince thinking about how much Lance reminds him of Anthony and Lance thinking how he felt when his father died.

Vince snaps out of it, "Come on I'm hungry let's get you dressed, but before you dress put this on." Vince hands him the electro cock ring.

Lance is suddenly filled with dread, is he going to use it while they are out?

"Bend over," Vince commands and as Lance does so he inserts the electro butt plug. There is no question in Lances mind that Vince intends to use it. He is filled with apprehension and excitement at the possibility of being made to cum while out in public. 

Vince helps Lance get dressed making sure the wires come out from behind him, the clothes are very smart, a nice pair of jeans with loafers and a nice cut dress shirt. Vince puts a really nice leather jacket on him and puts the controller in the inside pocket making it and the wires hidden. He then takes a brush to Lance's beshevelled mop of hair, he stands Lance in front of a mirror and for a moment he felt as though he was looking at Anthony.

"Oh my! You look so handsome," Vince says. Lance blushes, "I'm going to be so proud showing you off tonight."

What? Did he say proud? Lance suddenly feels warm inside, he doesn't understand what it means but he likes it.

As they walk out of the house together it suddenly occurs to lance he could easily make a break for it and run for home but now he doesn't want to, he's excited by what might happen tonight and he really likes being with Vince.

As they get in Vince's large 4x4 Lance notices that Vince has a carrier bag that he throws on the back seat. Vince chooses a restaurant that he knows well and as they drive he turns on the electro device.

"Oh! That feels so nice," Lance says and immediately pops a boner. His erection is clearly visible in the tight jeans.

"When you are out with me I want you to stand up straight and hands behind your back," Vince says.

Lance realises that if his erection persists it will be clearly visible to everyone, he just hopes that the leather jacket will cover it up. They arrive at the restaurant at they are greeted at the door by the Matre'd. He's a handsome man in his forties, slim frame and immaculately dressed.

"Table for two sir?" he asks.

"Yes and can you make it one of the private booths?" Vince asks.

"Certainly Sir, right this way," and he leads them to a booth at the back of the restaurant. Lance notices it's fairly quiet only a handful of customers at the tables, he breathes a sigh of relief. The Matre'd snaps his fingers an young bright eyed waiter joins them.

The booth is a half circle of fixed seating round a circular table, the table cloth reaches almost to the floor. "Here you go Sir, Richard will take your order. Bon appetite," the Matre'd says then walks off.

"May I take your jacket Sir?" The young waiter asks of Lance. He can't be any older than 19 and seems a little on the green side. He is very slender with black hair in a crew cut, large brown eyes and the cutest turned up nose Vince has ever seen.

"No fanks I is fine," Lance says not wanting to reveal his erection, Vince notices Lance slipping back into his bad boy voice..

"Nonsense," Vince says, "It's much too warm to be wearing your jacket in here, give to the waiter," Lance can detect a sternness in his voice that says he's got no choice in this, Lance glares at him.

Reluctantly Lance removes his jacket and quickly pulling the controller from the inside pocket hiding it behind his back hoping the waiter didn't see it and the wires leading down the back of his trousers. What the waiter did notice though was Lance's boner through his jeans, he tries not to stare but Vince has noticed and smirks.

"Er um w-w-would you like a drink before you decide on you meal?" the waiter asks still taking glances at Lance's bulge. Vince looks at the waiters crotch and notices that he seems to be tenting out a little.

"I'll have a beer m8," Lance says, suddenly he yelps as Vince cranks the electro right up for a second.

"No he won't, get him a coke and I'll have a chardonnay," Vince says sharply. The waiter nods and walks away quickly adjusting himself as he does so.

"Don't ever talk like that again when your out with me, do you understand?" Vince says sternly.

"Yes Sir, Sorry Sir," Lance says hanging his head.

"As punishment I want you to take off your trousers and underwear," Vince orders.

"What? In here?" Lance exclaims. Vince zaps him with the electro again.

"What have I told you about talking without permission?"

"Arrghh sorry Sir," Lance grimaces doubled up.

"Now do it, take off your trousers and underwear," Vince orders again.

Lance's heart is racing, this totally outrageous, yet unbelievably horny, this is the sort of thing that only happens in dreams not in real life. He reluctantly removes his trousers and underwear, he's thankful the tablecloth hides his lower half. His erect cock Is level with the top of the table though so he lifts the table cloth and puts it over his lap. This is so daring, Lance really can't believe he's doing it.

Vince is fiddling with his mobile phone when the waiter returns with the drinks. Lance is watching him intently to see if he notices, the waiter looks again but sees that the table cloth is over Lance's lap, he finds it an odd thing to do but he's more disappointed at not seeing Lance's bulge. As the waiter places the drinks on the table Vince fumbles and drops his phone, it bounces under the table.

"Bugger, I can't reach it he says looking under the table.

"I'll get it sir," the waiter volunteers, and before anyone can say anything he dives under the table.

Lance freezes, the waiter is sure to see his nakedness, suddenly the table jumps as the young waiter bangs his head at seeing Lance naked with a very hard erection. Slowly the young man emerges, his face is bright red and when Lance looks him in the eye he colours up too, Vince has a wicked grin on his face.

"Here's your phone sir," the young waiter croaks, his voice breaking from his nervousness. "Er a-a-are you ready to order?"

"Yes," says Vince calmly, "I'll have the cock au vin," Vince winks as he says it, "and my boy will have the bangers and mash, you like your sausage don't you boy?" Vince says turning to Lance, both boys blush. Vince can see an impressive bulge in the young waiters trousers, he decides that they are going to have some fun with this young man before the night is through.

"Y-y-y-yes Sir," the young waiter stammers and he heads off to place the order.

Vince puts his arms under the table and starts stroking the inside of Lance's thighs and his tight balls sack causing him to groan with delight. Vince sees the waiter coming back and takes his opportunity.

"Quick get under the table," Vince orders Lance, "and when the waiter sits down suck him off."

Lance looks at Vince in shock then feels Vince pushing him down, reluctantly he slips beneath the table. 'This is crazy!' he thinks to himself but he's so excited by it he almost shoots a load.

"Is there anything else you need sir?" the waiter asks looking disappointed at not seeing Lance.

"Not right now, but why don't you sit down a minute take the weight of your feet," Vince suggests.

"Well we're not very busy tonight so I guess I can spare a couple of minutes," The waiter replies as he sits down, "Where is your friend?" He asks.

"Bathroom," Vince replies, "So I haven't seen you here before, are you new?"

Lance sees the feet under the tablecloth and his heart starts racing, he can't believe what Vince wants him to do, he hesitates.

"Yes sir, I started two weeks ago," the young waiter replies.

Vince gives Lance a kick egging him on, Lance swallows hard and lifting the tablecloth puts his hands on the waiters thighs. The waiter's eyes widen and his jaw drops open, he freezes on the spot. Lance quickly fumbles with his belt and zipper and is soon fishing out a very erect eight inch cock, the waiter clenches his fists crumpling the tablecloth as Lance slips his lips over the young mans tool. Vince smiles at the wonderful expression the young waiter has on his face, he can tell when some one is getting their very first blow job.

"Are you a virgin?" Vince asks quietly. The waiter can't speak for fear his voice will crack and just nods. "Is this your first blow job?" The waiter nod's again. It doesn't take long, Lance sucks him in five times before his mouth is being filled with cum, he swallows greedily, Vince can see from the expression on the waiters face that he is shooting his load. Lance keeps sucking, milking the young man dry and the waiter begins flinching at the sensation on his now hyper sensitive cock. Lance pulls off and savours the taste of the young waiters cum, it's not as salty as Vince's but still very nice.

The waiter zips back up and stands up, his still erect cock visible in his tight trousers

"I'd better check on your order sir," he says blushing and heads off again holding his notebook over his crotch.

"Ok you can come back up," Vince whispers to Lance.

"Permission to speak sir," Lance requests as he resumes his seat.

"Granted."

"I can't believe you got me to do that!" Lance exclaims.

Vince laughs, "Yeah but how horny was it?"

"Fucking unbelievable, I nearly shot my load," Lance replies.

"Oh we don't want that yet," Vince says and turns down the electro device.

Moments later the waiter is back with the meals, "Here are your orders sir, I hope you enjoy." he says smiling at Lance.

After placing the meals down the waiter hovers as though something is on his mind, he looks around the room then suddenly to Vince's and Lance's surprise dives under the table. Lance looks at Vince in shock, Vince is grinning wildly. Suddenly Lance can feel the waiters hands on his cock wanking him, then warmth as the young waiter slips his lips over Lance's seven inch boner. The waiter isn't as experienced as Vince and is a little sloppy seeing as this is the first time he's ever given head but even so Lance knows that it will make him cum.

"Eat up boy," Vince says smirking.

Lance starts to eat his meal, he can't believe he is naked from the waist down, getting a blow job from a waiter while eating a meal. He gets a few mouthfuls down when he feels his orgasm building.

"Urrghh permission to cum sir!" Lance whispers urgently.

"Permission granted, fill his mouth boy," Vince says,

Lance has a mouthful of food when his orgasm hits, the food ends up falling out his mouth and back on the plate as his cock erupts his cum in the waiters mouth, they can hear the waiter groan as he attempts to swallow Lances massive load of spunk, some spilling out his mouth. The waiter cleans off Lance's cock with his tongue and mouth then slowly emerges from under the table grinning like a kid that's just had candy. Lance is panting and can't continue with his meal for a while. 

"You've got some.... er.... just by your..." Vince tries to explain and points to the waiters face where he's still got some cum on his face by his mouth. The waiter scoops it off with his finger then blushes, but even so licks it off. Vince can see that the waiter still has quite an erection in his pants.

The waiter heads off still grinning, "Well that was a surprise," Vince says, Lance giggles.

All this boy action has made Vince extremely horny, his cock is straining hard to break free from his jeans. 

Shortly they finish their meals, "Are you ready for some dessert?"

Lance looks at Vince knowing full well he isn't on about anything off the sweets trolley, "Er yes?"

"Get under the table, I have a lolly for you that needs sucking as a special treat for being such a good slave," Vince says.

Lance's eyes widen, Vince wants him to suck him off here in the restaurant. Considering he not long ago sucked off the waiter he doesn't hesitate and slithers down under the table.

Once under the table Lance sees that Vince has got his cock out, he wastes no time sucks it in as deep as he can gagging as soon as it touches the back of his throat. As Vince's cock is only the fourth he's sucked it is much bigger an thicker than any of the others so it takes him a while to get his throat open enough to swallow the whole thing. Lance can't believe how much he loves sucking cock, he hopes he can make Vince cum.

The waiter returns to clear the plates, he sees that Lance is missing again and looks down at the table cloth. Vince winks at him, the waiter realises that Lance is under the table again so he stoops down and lifting up the cloth sees Lance sucking on Vinces huge cock. The Waiter quickly drops the cloth and looks at Vince.

"I dropped my phone again why don't you help him find it?" Vince suggests.

The waiter doesn't need telling twice, he's immediately on his knees and under the table. Lance is a little surprised at first but tonight has been full of surprises. The waiter watches in awe as Lance devours Vince's cock completely.

"How do you do that?" he whispers.

"You open your throat and just swallow when you start to gag," Lance explains pulling off.

Lance sucks in Vincent's cock again and the waiter goes down on Lance's still very hard cock. Lance moans as he feels his cock slide down the Waiters throat.

"Oh yes! That's it, you got it," he praises. Lance sees that the waiter now has his trousers round his knees and is wanking himself, 'that's a nice cock' Lance thinks to himself.

Vince is enjoying Lance's mouth sliding over his cock when the Matre'd walks up.

"Excuse me sir but have you seen our waiter Richard, he keeps disappearing?" but before Vince can answer the Matre'd sees the toe of a shoe sticking out from under the table cloth. He bends over and lifts the cloth to see Lance with Vince's cock down his throat and the waiter with Lance's cock in one hand, his own in the other and look of horror at being caught by his boss.

"Richard I want to see you immediately," The Matre'd orders then walks off. 

The waiter quickly pulls up his trousers and crawls out from under the table his face a deep crimson from the embarrassment. He collects the dirty plates then heads off.

The moment has been lost on Vince now and thinks maybe he pushed things too far.

"Put your trousers on and get back up here, I think we be asked to leave," Vince says.

Lance redresses then sits back at the table, they wait for a little while expecting the Matre'd back at any moment.

"Please sir, I need the bathroom," Lance says.

"Ok but be quick," Vince says obviously worried, "poor boy, I bet he'll get the sack," he adds.

Lance hurries to the toilet and has to sit to pee because of his boner, as he urinates he can hear noises coming from the next cubicle, it sounds like heavy breathing, he bends forward at looks underneath and sees someone's feet facing the wrong way with his trousers and underwear round his ankles. When Lance has finished peeing he climbs on the toilet and looks over the dividing wall, what he sees almost shocks him.

The waiter is on the toilet stark naked with his legs up against his chest and the Matre'd is fucking him hard with a nice seven inch thick cock, the waiter is wanking his own cock as the Matre'd takes his virginity. The waiter sees Lance looking over just as he cums, his spunk flies clean over his head and he just keeps on cumming, spurt after spurt flying up the wall behind him. 

"Oh fuck yeah!" the Matre'd groans, then he Grunts and plows deep into the Waiter filling the boy with his cum.

The last few spurts from the waiter land on his face then the Matre'd collapses on the waiter and gives him a deep kiss.

'Nice!' Lance thinks, he's tempted to knock one out there and then he's so turned on by that scene but he thinks better of it knowing how Vince might react.

He quickly heads back to their table an informs Vince of what he saw.

"Well I guess the young man will probably keep his job after all," Vince smiles.

"Not to mention the tips," Lance says and they both laugh.

The waiter returns to their table, his hair a bit more messy and a little out of breath, "Can I interest you in any desserts or coffee?" He asks.

"From what I hear, your the one that just had his dessert," Vince says.

The waiter blushes, "Yeah, I'm going home with him tonight, says he's going to fuck me silly," he says proud that he's no longer a virgin. "I had no idea he was gay, I've fancied him ever since I started, I can't believe he just fucked me in the toilets," he grabs his crotch in anticipation of tonight.

"I'm glad we could help," Vince says smiling. " Here's my card if you fancy trying something a bit more wild." Vince hands him a business card.

"Wild?" The waiter asks confused.

"Use your imagination, its all safe," Vince reassures

The waiter trots off and Vince looks back at Lance who seems to be staring daggers at him. He is, when Vince handed that card over Lance became jealous, he hated the way Vince was flirting with him.

"Come on let's go, the night's still young and I've got lots planned for you," Vince says standing up.

Vince pays the bill at the door while the Matre'd fetches Lance's jacket, he helps lance on with it and deftly grabbing Lance's crotch and gives it a squeeze saying, "Please do cum again.", Lance jumps with fright.

Vince smiles, "Oh we definitely will."



Breaking Lance Ch. 06



At the car the parking lot is deserted, "Ok strip," Vince says.

"What? Out he.... OWW!" Vince swipes him hard across his ass.

"Don't question my orders boy. Just do it!" Vince barks.

Reluctantly Lance strips and hands his clothes to Vince who puts them in the back of the car. Vince then removes the butt plug and cock ring from Lance but puts a much bigger cock ring on him that makes his cock stick out even further, he then fastens leather cuffs to Lance's wrists and ankles and finally a dog collar and leash. He then gives lance a pair of lace up leather boots to wear and as Lance bends over to put them on Vince can't help but stroke the boy's hole. When he stands up Vince admires him.

"God you look so fucking sexy," He says, "Ok get in."

Lance climbs in the passenger seat hoping he might have been given some clothing to wear, he's glad it's a 4x4 so it's pretty high up and no one can see in.

As they drive off Lance starts to feel a little funny. Sort of warm headed and his sinuses are getting clogged up.

"Sir I feel strange," Lance says.

"That'll be the Viagra gel I slipped in your drink at the restaurant," he replies. As if to prove a point he fondles Lances cock and he immediately springs a boner.

Lance is mortified, he was hoping that not having the electro on would mean he would get a rest from having a hard on so much, no such luck.

"Permission to speak sir," Lance asks.

"Granted."

"Where are we going?" Lance asks as they pull up to some traffic lights.

"A little place I used to go to a lot with Anthony, I think you'll like it," Vince replies.

Just at that moment a large eighteen wheel semi pulls along side and Lance realises there is no advantage being in a 4x4 when next to a truck. He looks up and sees the truck driver looking down at him, his mouth wide open, suddenly the lights change and Vince pulls away, Lance looks back but the truck hasn't moved.

"Did that trucker get a good eyeful?" Vince asks.

"Yeah, you should have seen his face," Lance laughs.

They eventually arrive at their destination, Vince parks up in a street where there are a few people around, he grabs something from the back and hands it to lance, it's a large raincoat.

"Put this on," Vince orders.

Lance is grateful for something to wear, he was dreading that Vince might make him walk naked in public, it's soon apparent thought that then rain coat is too big when he steps out of the car, It comes down past his knees. Lance's boner is tenting out the raincoat so he puts his hands in the pockets and holds his cock flat against his stomach. Vince takes the leash and leads him off down the street.

They reach a large black door and Vince rings a bell, a face appears at a slot, looks at Vince and Lance then disappears again, soon the door is being opened. Lance can here music coming from inside he guesses it must be some kind of night club, he's really apprehensive being dressed like this and going inside a night club.

"Vince!" A tall skinny guy says, "It's been so long, how have you been," he proceeds to kiss Vince on both cheeks as they walk into the foyer, "and who's this sexy little thing you have in tow?" The man is dressed in leather trousers and boots, he also has a leather harness fitting snugly around his chest.

"Hi Benny, this is my new slave, I only have him for the weekend so I'm having as much fun with him that I can," Vince replies. "Give me the coat," Vince orders Lance.

Lance freezes, he's going be naked in a night club!

"But Sir! I-I-I...." Lance starts to complain.

"Don't argue with me boy! Do it!" Vince bellows.

"I see he still needs some training," Benny says, "I don't suppose we get to see him ....." Vince pulls the coat from Lance's shoulders revealing Lance's nakedness, "....naked. Oh my! What perfection! He really is lovely," Benny says grabbing his own crotch. "Can I have a play later?"

"Of course you can, just come and find me when you have some time," Vince says handing the coat to Benny.

Lance is blushing heavily, he feels really exposed, his cock is at full mast and things are about to get worse. Vince ties his hands behind his back and leads him through another door, the music gets louder, suddenly they are standing in a bar filled with men, they all turn to look, Lance tries to hide behind Vince but Vince just pushes Lance out in front of him. Lance blushes even more as he stands totally naked with a raging boner in a room full of men all staring at him, he's never felt so humiliated in all his life, yet it's totally turning him on.

They walk towards the bar and Vince gets on a bar stool, Lance goes to sit on one next to him, "No, slaves are always at their masters feet," he tells him. Lance feels a little better kneeling down, his boner isn't so obvious.

Vince orders two buds, Lance looks up at him, 'Damn this boy is so god damn cute' Vince thinks to himself. He lowers down a bud and puts the bottle to Lances lips, he drinks like a baby being fed it's bottle. Lance spills some over his chin so Vince wipes it up with his finger and lets Lance lick it off.

"Good boy," Vince praises him.

Lance looks around the bar, there isn't much seating and most the guys are leaning against the walls or chatting in groups. They are all dressed differently, one guy is walking around in leather chaps and a leather pouch, his arse is fully exposed. Another guy is completely naked from the waist down and wearing just a leather jacket, his cock looks about the same as his own soft. Most of the men are in just jeans but a lot are wearing leather. There are two other boys around his age in the bar and are obviously slaves too as they are kneeling at their masters feet. Neither of them are naked, one is wearing leather hot pants and leather boots, and the other Y fronts and sandals and leather cuffs on this wrists like Lance. The one in the hot pants has some puppy fat around him and looks to be around the same height as Lance, the other boy is very skinny, almost scrawny but seems to have a huge package in his Y fronts and he notices he keeps looking over at him and smiling, Lance smiles back, he likes the look of the boy, quite a cute face although he's wearing glasses.

Lance feels the bottle at his lips again and he looks up at Vince as he takes another swig. Suddenly the boy in the Y fronts is standing next to him the boy's groin right in his face, standing next to him is his master. He looks to be in his mid 40's with a bit of a gut on him, he's wearing leather pants and and a leather jacket and is holding a leash to his slaves collar just like Lance is.

"Vince! It's been so long how are you dear fellow?" The masters says.

"Don! My word you haven't changed a bit, I see you have a new slave though," Vince replies.

"Oh yes this is slave Tim, on your knees Tim," Don commands. Tim drops to his knees and looks Lance in the eyes.

"I see you've got a new slave too," Don says, "how long has it been since Anthony passed away?"

"Five years now," Vince replies.

"Really? My God time flies."

Tim reaches over and starts to tickle Lances tight ball sack, taken a little by surprise Lance gasps.

"Sir," Lance says looking up at Vince, not sure if this should be happing in front of all these people.

"Stop that Tim!" Don says to his slave.

"Oh it's ok Don, seems your slave likes my boy, what do you say we let them go and play together while we catch up on old times?" Vince suggests.

"Yeah ok, Tim go and show Master Vince's slave round the place," Don orders.

"Oh and Tim, don't make him cum, he hasn't had permission," Vince adds.

"Yes Sir," Tim says then helps Lance up, "Come with me," he says.

Tim leads him through the club and as they walk all the men keep staring at Lance, he feels so exposed.

"You got a nice cock," Tim says grabbing Lance's boner and give it a playful tug, "What's your name?"

"Lance. What is this place?" he asks.

"It's a fetish bar, all sorts of things go on here but mainly sex."

The first room they come to has a bath in the middle of it, "A bath?"

"Yeah it's the piss room, someone lies in the bath and people piss on them, do you need to go?" Tim asks.

"As a matter of fact I do," Lance says.

"Will you piss over my Y fronts? They're new and I want to get them soiled," Tim asks.

Lance would normally have been appalled at the idea of pissing on someone but after the events of the last twenty four hours it doesn't seem that unusual. "Yeah ok," Lance says.

"Great stand in the bath with me," Tim tells him.

Lance does so and they stand facing each other, Tim takes hold of Lances cock and points it at his Y fronts, Lance is really impressed with his bulge, he is dying to know how big that cock is.

"Don't let it go all at once do a bit at a time," Tim says.

"I'll try," Lance replies.

Lance forces it and soon there is a stream of piss flowing over Tim's Y fronts. The material is becoming transparent from the piss and is showing Tim's cock quite clearly, Lance marvels at it's size, then he realises it's growing.

"Fuck I get so turned by seeing someone with a boner piss, especially over me," Tim says.

Lance stops his flow to admire the growing bulge in Tim's underwear, by now it is straining the fabric of the Y fronts so Tim lowers the waist band and his cock swings free. Lance gasps it must be at least ten inches and it's still growing, Tim strokes it a few times an soon it is at full mast, a whopping eleven uncut inches.

"Fuck man that's huge!" Lance gasps, "Can I hold it?"

"Sure " Tim replies and reaches behind Lance and unfastens his restraints.

Lance quickly wraps his hands round the massive cock and slowly wanks it, his fingers don't quite touch, this is the first uncut cock he's seen and he's mesmerised as the foreskin slips back revealing the large bulbous head. Suddenly Tim starts to piss too but instead of directing away from him Lance let's it splash over his cock and balls, the feeling of Tim's piss splashing over his cock and running down his balls and legs is really sexy so Lance begins to piss again and both boys are covering their groins in their urine. Lance is so turned on seeing this massive cock piss all over him, he never once imagined that this could be so erotic.

A couple of guys have entered the room and are watching the two youths urinating on each other.

"Oh man that is so hot!" one of them says getting his cock out to wank off.

Soon the boys bladders are empty and they get out the bath, "Wow man, that was so horny, I wish I was allow to cum, I really could do with spunking up right now," Tim says.

"Oh you too? Damn yeah I feel the same, feels like me cock is ready to explode." Lance replies.

"Come on there's more to see," Tim says.

"Aren't you going to pull your undies back up?" Lance asks seeing Tim's cock swinging around.

"No it don't fit, besides it's kinda cool us two walking round with our boners sticking out," Tim giggles and takes Lance's hand leading him out of the piss room.

This is another first for Lance, walking stark naked round a fetish club hand in hand with another boy, he begins to think he may just like this lifestyle. They come to a large room with lots of cubicles in, it's very dark and all the walls are painted black, Tim finds an empty cubicle and they both enter.

"What's this place?" Lance asks.

"It's the glory hole room," Tim explains.

"Glory hole?"

"Yeah look," Tim points to two holes, each one on opposing walls and they appear to be about waist height, "Stick your cock through," Tim encourages him.

"What, though that hole?"

"Yeah, it's what people do in here."

Lance walks up to a hole and pushes his cock through, he almost jumps out of his skin when someone on the other side grabs it and starts stroking it. "Oh my god, someones playing with my cock!"

"Yeah, feels good don't it," Tim says.

Lance can now feel some lips slip over his rod causing him to groan, "He's sucking me now," Lance informs Tim. Suddenly Lance panics as he feels an orgasm racing up way too quick for his liking, he quickly pulls out panting and crosses his legs.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" he shouts.

"Did you nearly cum?" Tim asks.

"Yeah, god that was close," Lance pants.

They then see the other person stick their cock through the hole, it's an impressive eight inches.

"Come on lets suck him off," Tim suggests.

Lance's heart skips a beat, the idea of sucking off a stranger he can't see suddenly excites the hell out of him. Tim is already down on the cock and licking at the balls, Lance kneels down next to him and starts licking the cock head. The guy on the other side is obviously enjoying the attention as he groans loudly as Tim and Lance lick and suck on his balls and cock. The boys take turns sucking down on the rock hard tool, Tim takes note as Lance swallows the whole cock down his throat. The man on the other side is getting more vocal and the boys guess he is about to shoot his wad so they both turn their attention to his cock head. They both lick and suck at it knowing it's soon going to be giving them an nice tasty treat, the cock expands more then suddenly erupts, the boys lap at the cum spewing out. Once the guy has finished cumming the boys kiss each other savouring the spunk between them.

"Damn you give good head," Tim compliments him.

"I only learned to do it last night, in fact I was still a virgin till then," Lance replies pulling off.

"Do you reckon you could blow me like that? No one has ever deep throated me before. My master says I'm just too big." Tim asks.

"I could try," Lance replies.

Tim stands up and Lance takes the head of his cock in his mouth, damn that this is really big. He slides his mouth down until it touches the back of his throat, he looks at how far it is in and he's only halfway down. Lance takes a deep breath then swallows as he pushes deeper, he feels the massive cock slide down his throat, he keeps pushing and it almost feels like it's going into his stomach, his nose finally touches Tim's pubes.

"Oh my god! You did it! Fuck that feels amazing!" Tim says.

Lance takes up a rhythm pulling out then sliding the huge tool back down his throat.

"Oh wow, you're amazing, I never knew a blowjob could feel so good," Tim says as he runs his fingers through Lance's hair.

Lance is loving it, he gets so turned on listening to Tim's groans of ecstasy he just gets carried away and sucks that cock like no tomorrow.

"ARRGHH FUCK! STOP! STOP! I'M GONNA CUM!" Tim shouts,

Lance quickly pulls off but it's too late.

"URRRRGHHHHH! I'M CUUUMMMMMMIINNNNGGGG!" Tim yells as his cock blasts cum over Lance's face, Lance quickly puts Tim's cock back in his mouth and swallows his cum. Lance keeps sucking as Tim's body convulses with each spasm. 

Lance pulls away when Tim's orgasm is over, Tim looks really concerned.

"Aw crap!" Tim says, "don't tell my master I came, he'll punish me for sure if he finds out."

"Too late I saw everything," a voice from the hole says. Both the boys turn to look, Don, Tim's master is at the hole and had been watching the whole thing. "Get your ass out here now!" Don bellows.

Both the boys exit the cubicle and see Don and Vince waiting for them.

"I'm sorry Sir, I couldn't help it," Tim whimpers like a naughty school boy that's about to get a caning.

"I thought I could trust you, you know the consequences of cumming without permission," Don says as he grabs Tim by his hair and drags him away.

"Please sir, I'm really sorry, you can trust me, pleeeaaase, I never had a blow job like that before, I just couldn't help it," Tim begs.

Vince put's Lance's leash back on him and they follow Don and Tim. They enter a room with chains hanging from the ceiling and various whips and paddles hung on one wall. Don lifts up Tim's arms and hooks his cuffs to one of the chains, "Are you ready for your punishment?" Don asks him.

"Y-y-yes Sir," Tim whimpers.

"Assume the position then," Don commands.

Tim leans forward and pushes his slim ass back, Vince and Lance can see his little hole. Suddenly Lance is feeling bad that Tim is about to get a thrashing.

"Stop!" Lance shouts, "It' wasn't his fault, I got carried away, I ignored him when he said he was going to cum." Not only has Lance surprised Vince by this confession but himself too, he would never have owned up to anything before but he really likes Tim and can't stand the though of him getting hurt.

"Really?" Vince says. "Well in that case I think you need to be punished, you knew full well he wasn't allowed to cum yet you made him."

Lance had a feeling he would say that, Vince grabs his arms and hooks his cuff on the same chain as Tim, so they are facing each other.

"What did you say that for?" Tim asks.

"Because it is my fault, I got carried away, I'm really sorry," Lance apologises.

"That's really nice of you but I like getting the paddle, I enjoy being spanked," Tim whispers.

"But you look really scared."

"It's all a show, my Master loves it if he thinks I'm genuinely scared, you silly sod, now you're gonna get a paddling."

"Aw fuck!" Lance says suddenly regretting what he just did.

Just then Tim receives a whack and his face screws up with the pain, he screams out then looks Lance in the eyes and whispers, "God I love it."

Then Lance feels the paddle strike his ass, "ARRRGHH FUCK!" He shouts.

The paddles hit hard and after six strokes Lance's tears are flowing, "You ok?" Tim asks.

"No," Lance sobs, Tim takes pity on him and kisses Lance deep, both boys kiss hard and yelp and scream in each others mouths as the paddles hit.

The commotion has brought in a gathering who are watching the beating, some of them beating their own cocks. Lance feels completely ashamed with his punishment being so public, although Tim screams when the paddle hits he isn't crying, Lance wonders if he would ever get to enjoy the beatings. Soon the beating stops and Vince hugs Lance from behind stroking his naked body, Lance throws his head back, that feels so good to him.

"This is the best part, my Master always fucks me after a beating," Tim whispers to Lance.

Lance's eyes grow wide, "Your Master is going to fuck you with all these people watching?" Tim nods.

Lance can see Don pull out a packet of lube then drop his trousers, a very respectable eight inch cock springs free, Don then moves behind Tim and the expression changes on his face as Don enters him. Vince pulls away from Lance and he thinks he is about to be let down, that is until he feels something cold at his hole and he realises with horror that Vince is lubing him up, he's going to fuck him too.

Lance groans as he feels Vince's cock pushing to make it's entrance, Lance wants to be fucked but he's really unsure about doing in front of all these men. He has no choice though and as Vince pushes he relaxes and Vince's cock slips in, Lance cries out with the pain but he knows it'll soon subside, Vince waits until he feels Lance relax again then he plows his nine inch cock deep inside Lance's bowels. Lance feels totally humiliated being fucked with all these people watching him but then he starts to realise something, these people are really turned on seeing him get his ass fucked by Vince, most of them are jacking off and Lance finds he is getting turned on from their obvious enjoyment.

Vince is getting a sense of nostalgia as he fucks Lance, he and Anthony would often come to this bar and have fun, and it usually ended up with him fucking Anthony, the punters used to love to watch. As he plows his big cock up the boys ass he watches him kissing Tim. He is really starting to get attached to Lance, he doesn't know what to do about it, one side if him says 'get out before you get hurt', the other side saying 'go for it what do you have to lose?'

The two boys are grunting and groaning through their kiss as their masters fuck them hard.




Breaking Lance Ch. 06



"I love being fucked!" Tim pants.

"Oh god me too!" Lance replies.

All too soon Lance can feel his orgasm building, "Permission to cum sir!" Lance shouts.

"Permission denied," Vince says sternly.

Lance begins to panic, "Please sir I can't hold it, please stop!"

"You need to control it!" Vince say.

"I CAN'T SIR! ARRRGHHH FUCK! I'M CUUUMMMIIINNNGGG!" Vince quickly grabs the base of Lances cock and squeezes hard stifling his orgasm. "ARRRGHHH CHRIST ALL FUCKING MIGHTY!" lance screams as his orgasm hits but is denied exit.

"Oh wow! Being fucked makes you cum?" Tim gasps, "You lucky bastard!"

Lance isn't listening he's still in the throws of an orgasm, it isn't stopping, Vince's cock slamming into his prostrate keeping it stimulated and seeing as he hasn't had his release his body is still trying to ejaculate his spunk. Lance feels like he is floating above everyone, almost like he's entered another plane of existence. Eventually Vince tenses up and pulling out blows his load up Lance's back, he always likes to put on a show for everyone. With his prostrate no longer being stimulated Lances orgasm subsides and Vince let's go of his cock. Lance bumps his head into Tim and hangs limp on the chains feeling completely drained of all energy. Don is close behind and soon delivers his load up Tim's ass.

Finally spent the boys are let down and Tim throws his arms around Don. Lance can just here him say "I love you," as they kiss. He's never seen this show of affection between two men before and is something that Lance had never even considered until now, he always thought he would fall in love with a girl but now as he looks at Vince he wonders if that's just what might be happening to him. Lance certainly is developing a liking for Vince but could he be falling in love with him? He's not even sure if he's gay yet although this lifestyle is very appealing to him.

Vince sees the confused look in Lance's eyes, "Are you ok?" He asks.

"Er yeah, I'm good," Lance replies.

They head back to the bar and have a few more beers, the slaves at their masters feet, Lance and Tim chat away as though they've been friends for years often touching and fondling each other. A few more beers later and Lance is losing his inhibitions, they're given permission to go and dance in the disco area, they have such a laugh dancing around causing their cocks to bounce and sway as they move. Several others join them on the dance floor, two of them striping off completely and joining the naked dancing. They decide to stop when a couple of guys keep groping them, they head back to the bar and ask if Tim can show Lance the rest of the club.

"Yes but don't go getting yourself in trouble again," Don says.

The boys head off hand in hand giggling like a couple of school girls. They come across a room that has guys wandering in and out.

"What's in there?" Lance asks.

"That's the the dark room," Tim says.

"Dark room?" Lance asks still none the wiser.

"Come on I'll show you," Tim takes Lance's hand and leads him inside.

The room is pitch black inside and smells of sweat and cum, Lance can hear slurping noises, groans and grunts. Lance bumps into someone, he puts his other hand out and feels the naked chest of a man, his heart skips a beat, the beers give him the courage to be bold so he moves his hand lower until he touches the mans cock, he's naked. Lance feels along the shaft, it seems quite big, then something moist touches his fingers, someone is giving him a blow job!

Lance then realises he is no longer holding Tim's hand.

"Tim, where are you?" he whispers but Tim doesn't answer.

He starts moving through the room trying to find the door but he's completely lost now, he has no idea how big this room is. He keeps touching bodies, some large, some small, some clothed and some naked. As he gropes around hands are touching him, it is really quite a turn not knowing where the next hand is going to come from. Someone grabs his cock and begins wanking him, it feels good but he is concerned about cumming again, so he pushes the mans hand away. He walks a bit further and another hand grabs his cock this time who ever it is must be on their knees as they immediately start sucking him, Lance goes to back away but someone his behind him now and is feeling up his ass, the guy's fingers probe at his hole and he slips one inside, Lance gasps at the sudden intrusion, another pair of hands is now fondling his nipples and teasing then, God there's hands all over him! Lance starts to panic, he could blow is load here if he wanted to but he has a feeling that Vince would somehow know, he doesn't want to risk it. He manages to squirm free and keeps walking, soon he sees a shaft of light appear then disappear, the door! He makes a b-line for it and finds the handle, he opens it and sees Tim standing there laughing.

"You bastard, you did that on purpose!" Lance says.

"Sorry I couldn't resist it, hope you had some fun," Tim laughs.

"Why you.." Lance pounces on him and starts tickling him.

"ARRRGHHH NO! ARRRRGHHH HAHAHAHA! STOP IT! ARRRGHHH HAHAHAHA!" Tim cries.

Lance pins him against the wall both boys laughing.

"You're really cool," Tim says, "I really like you, I hope we can become good friends."

"Yeah I'd like that," Lance replies and starts tickling him again.

Tim cries with laughter but manages to break free and runs off, Lance gives chase. They end up back at the bar and Lance stops by Vince.

"You boys having fun?" he asks.

"Yes Sir," Lance replies.

Tim stands behind Lance and wrapping his arms around him puts his head on his shoulder, Tim is really quite affectionate and Lance is enjoying it. Tim then strokes Lances body softly, Lance groans and leans back into him, the boy's touch is tickling him but in a really sensual way. 

"How is my boys cock doing," Vince says tickling Lance's balls, "You haven't cum have you?"

"No sir, I've been good," Lance says proudly.

"Looks like our boys really like each other," Don comments.

Vince looks at how Lance is really into the way Tim is stroking him, Vince's cock swells up just seeing the sexy boy moan as Tim's slender fingers gently slide over Lance's skin.

"Please sir when can I cum? My cock has been hard for so long now it really is aching," Lance begs.

"Soon boy, but we have to be going now, it's late." Vince replies.

"Aw no," Tim protests, "I don't want him to go," he wraps his arms tight round Lance's waist.

"You two aren't saying goodbye just yet, Vince is giving us a lift home," Don says.

"Oh cool! Can I ride in the back with Lance?" Tim says excitedly.

"Yes on one condition," Vince says with a wicked grin on his face, "you do so naked, and you have to walk to the car naked too."

Both boys have a look of surprise on their face when Vince suggests this, being naked in the club is one thing but being naked outdoors in public, well that is just really horny.

"I'm up for it if you are," Tim says to Lance.

Lance thinks for a bit, he notices that Tim is no longer erect, "I'll do it but if I'm going to have a boner then you should too," and Lance starts playing with Tim's cock, it doesn't take long before he's got it fully hard. They head for the exit and see Benny.

"Are you going?" Benny asks, Vince nods, "Aw and I never got to play with your boy," he says sounding disappointed.

"Maybe next time," Vince says.

Lance looks at Vince, next time? He never considered the could be a next time, he definitely want's there to be a next time. 

As they head outside the night air is cool and causes Lances testicles to retract tight up to his body. Tim takes his hand as they walk to the car, both of them giggling at their boldness walking stark naked in the street. As they walk a young man walks round the corner eating a burger, he stops in his tracks when he see's Lance and Tim his mouth wide open in shock. Lance blushes badly but Tim doesn't seem at all phased by it in fact he walks up to the young man.

"Hi can I have a bite of your burger?" he asks cheekily.

The young man blushes but offers out his burger, Tim bites on it keeping eye contact with the young man all the time.

"Mmmm" Tim groans as he chews. 

Lance looks down and sees the boy is getting hard in his jeans, his beer buzz makes him bold, "Would you like us to do something about this?" he asks rubbing the boy's crotch.

They boy goes bright red but nods his head. They push him into a doorway and soon have his jeans and pants round his ankles, the boy's cock a good slim seven inches is hard as a rock as Tim and Lance start sucking on him. Vince and Don watch in amusement at the boy's face, for the second time in one night he's seeing a look of a someone getting their first blowjob. Lance licks and sucks on the young mans balls as Tim deep throats him, it doesn't take long and the boy groans as his cock explodes into Tims mouth, Tim swallows hungrily as the boy delivers a sizeable load. Tim then kisses Lance swapping the cum with him, the boy watches in amazement as they do this.

Standing up Tim and Lance give the boy a peck on the cheek, "Your cum tastes nice," Tim says and they turn to go.

"Er can I s-s-s-see you ag-g-g-gain?" The boy stutters his voice breaking with nervousness.

Tim smiles, "Give me your phone," he says.

The boy hands Tim his phone and Tim punches in some numbers, "Call me tomorrow and we'll talk," he says. Tim gives the boy's cock a quick fondle and both him and Lance walk off. They leave the boy standing there with a huge grin on his face and his jeans and pants still round his ankles.

"I can't believe we just did that!" Lance says as they reach the car.

"His face was a picture when you was blowing him, we reckon you just gave him his first ever blowjob," Vince laughs. The boys climb in the back still giggling.

As they drive Lance can't stop playing with Tim's cock, "I can't believe how big your cock is," he says, "have you fucked anyone with it?"

"Only a couple of guys," Tim says, "most won't let me near their ass," he laughs, "but I prefer getting fucked anyway.

Lance slowly wanks Tim in the back of the car causing Tim to groan, "Stop! You're gonna make me cum!" he pants.

"Please, Tim's master, may I make him cum?" Lance asks.

"No sorry Lance, I wan't that for myself when we get in, you can keep bringing him close though, keeps him horny for me," Don says.

Lance sucks in Tim's cock and deep throats him, Tim gasps at the sensation of his cock down Lances throat. Don looks back in amazement.

"Jesus Vince, your boy has swallowed the whole of Tim's cock!" he says. Vince adjusts his rear view mirror to see.

"ARRRGHHH FUCK! STOP! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Lance quickly pulls of and grabs Tims cock and the base squeezing hard having learned the trick from Vince. Tim squirms and groans.

Tim lies back on the seat panting, "Oh Jesus you give such good fucking head," he pants. "but you've got to stop, I don't think I can hold it if you do that again."

Lance starts stroking Tim's hole so Tim lift's his leg up to his chest giving Lance better access. Lance strokes his finger over Tim's little sphincter muscle causing him to groan, he then remembers what it felt like when Vince lick his ass so he bends down and starts licking at Tim's hole. Tim gasps and moans louder.

"Oh God your tongue feels so good," he pants.

Don has his cock out and is wanking as he watches Lance rim his boy. Vince pulls up at some lights and a large truck pulls along side, Lance looks up straight at the face of the trucker, his mouth is wide open as he can see Tim's legs against his chest and Lance's tongue dancing around his little bud. Lance doesn't care now, he smiles and continues to lick out Tim. The lights seem to be taking a long time to change and when Lance looks back up he can see the driver has opened his cab door, what's more the driver has dropped his trousers to round his ankles and is stroking his very erect cock, Lance winks at him.

"Looks like the boy's have got that truck driver all worked up," Don says. 

Soon the lights change and Vince pulls away, leaving the truck driver to finish off what he was doing. 

Eventually the car pulls to a halt, "We're here," Vince announces.

Tim and Lance sit up and Tim groans, "Aw do we have to say goodbye?" He pouts.

"It's late Tim, me and Lance have to get back but how about you two come round to mine next friday, I have a poker night then, the more the merrier," Vince says.

"Sounds good to me," Don says.

"Brilliant," Tims says excitedly, "We'll have so much fun," he says to Lance hugging him close. Tim gives Lance a long passionate kiss then exits the car.

Lance waves at them as they drive off.

"Do you like Tim?" Vince asks.

"Yeah he's fun," Lance replies, his eyes are heavy and suddenly tiredness takes him over.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" Vince asks but there is no reply.

He looks back and sees Lance fast asleep on the back seat, he smiles and continues to drive.



Breaking Lance Ch. 07



When they get home Vince carefully lifts Lance out of the car trying not to wake him. Lance wakes a little but only enough to put his arms round Vince's shoulders as he's carried into the house. Vince takes him downstairs into the cellar and puts him in the cage, he removes his boots then covers him up and kisses him on the forehead before locking the cage. He's too tired to do anything with Lance now, he'll have some fun in the morning. As he hits the light switch Lance stirs.

"I love you Daddy," Lance says half asleep. Vince has to catch his breath, hearing that takes him by surprise, is he dreaming? Was that meant for him?

Vince continues upstairs and gets in bed, he can't get what Lance just said out of his mind. He turns out the light and tries to sleep but it's haunting him, he's really tired but he just can't sleep. He tosses and turns thinking about Lance downstairs in the cellar. He decides that tonight he is not going to sleep alone so he gets up and heads back downstairs to the cellar, he unlocks the cage and lifts Lance out.

"Where are we going?" Lance says sleepily.

"Shh, go back to sleep," Vince says as he carries Lance upstairs. He places Lance on in the bed and climbs in next to him.

Lance is awake now, his heart is beating hard as he realises he is going to be sharing Vince's bed with him. They embrace then kiss passionately.

Vince rolls onto his back pulling Lance on top of him, Lance breaks the kiss and sits up, Vince can see pure lust in his eyes. Lance rubs his hands over the big mans hairy chest and plays with his very erect nipples, he can feel the massive tool prodding him in the groin so he starts gyrating his hips on it, Vince groans in delight. Lance bends down and takes one of the nipples in his teeth and bites it gently, Vince put's his hand on the back of Lances head and strokes his hair as he does so. This time the roles are reversed as for the first time in his life Lance is seducing someone, Vince isn't putting up a fight either surrendering to the boys advances. 

Lance then slides down to between Vince's legs and begins to lick and suck on his balls, Vince arches his back as Lance sucks one of his orbs in his mouth and rolls it around, for a someone that was a virgin not more than twenty four hours ago he certainly seems to know what to do. Lance then licks up the huge shaft, stopping at the head and licking all around it and lapping up the precum.

He then opens his mouth and slides down the big tool quickly reaching his pubes, Vince groans in ecstasy as he feels his cock slips down Lance's throat. He picks up a rhythm sucking in deep then pulling off completely admiring the cock then licking the head again before sucking it back in deep. Vince watches his cock sliding in and out of Lance's mouth, it feels so wonderful. Lance sucks on his master's tool for what seems like ages, Vince is constantly fighting off the urge to cum, he wants to savour this feeling for as long as he can.

Lance then gets up and squats over Vince's cock, he stands it up and puts it at his hole, he want's this big dick inside him badly.

"No wait," Vince stops him, "Here use this," he hands him a tube of lubricant.

Lance applies it all over Vince's cock and his up his hole, he then resumes his squat over Vince. He slowly lowers himself down onto the massive pole eventually burying it deep within him, Lance cries out as the pain hits but he tolerates it, he feels full now as Vince is fully inside him. Lance lifts himself up to so the tip of the cock is just inside his ring piece then lowers himself back down, it feels so good, Vince's massive dick sliding into his bowels and rubbing his prostrate. Vince is in heaven, Lance's ring of muscle gripping his rod tight as it slithers down the length, it feels so sublime. Lance's cock is rock hard and dripping pre cum and he knows he's not far off shooting a load.

"Urrrrghhh Sir, your cock feels so good in me," he whimpers, "may I cum please sir? I'm so close, please, I really need to cum." he begs.

"No not yet boy," Vince teases him.

"Oh please Sir, please, I can't hold it, urrrrgghh fuck! Please let me cum!" his voice is getting higher as he fucks himself on Vince's pole.

"I'll tell you when you can cum boy," Vince says.

"UURGHH! PLEASE SIR! URRRRRRGGHHHH FUCK! PLEEEEAASSSEEE!" He is almost crying now as his orgasm races up and there's nothing he can do to stop it.

"Ok you can cum," Vince says just as Lance slams himself down hard on Vince's rod and his cock cock erupts a torrent of cum. "URRRRRGHHHHH! FUCKING HELL!" he shouts as his seven inches blasts his spunk up Vince's chest, it seems like it's never going to end, Vince is getting drenched in the stuff. Lance keeps fucking himself on Vince's cock as he continues to spew his spunk causing his cock to bounce sending his spunk flying. Vince is in awe of the spectacle seeing Lances cum spray all over him as he bounces up and down on his cock, Lance loves the fact he can cum without touching his cock just by being fucked, he figures he wants to cum this way all the time from now on.

Vince then grabs Lance by the waist and in one quick movement flips him on his back while all the time staying inside him. He lifts Lance's legs so that they are against his chest, lance presses down on his legs so his ass gets raised up a little. Vince then plows deep into Lance causing him to cry out.

"Oh God! Oh yeah! Fuck me Sir, fuck me hard!" Vince does, he rams his cock deep inside the boy picking up speed, Lance grabs his still rock hard cock and jerks it hoping he will deliver another load of cum before Vince has finished. Vince leans over and they kiss passionately as he pounds the boy's ass.

"Mmmmm, Oh yeah! Mmmmmm!" Lance groans in Vince's mouth. Yesterday he would have been appalled at the idea of sex with a man yet now he can't get enough, it feels like the most natural thing in the world to be doing, it just feels so right. Vince breaks the kiss and they look deep in each other's eyes, there's something there, they both know it but neither of them can say it.

Lance feels another orgasm boiling up, he jerks his cock hard, "Urrrghhhh! Sir, I'm gonna cum again!" he announces.

"Urgh! Yeah shoot it boy," Vince pants.

Vince has been holding off his orgasm for ages now and he can't hold of for much longer, he looks at Lance jerking his rock hard cock, his balls are really tight, the only thing stopping them from retracting up inside him is the cock ring he's still wearing.

"UURRGGHH! FUCK! SIR! HERE I CUM! ARRRGGHHHHHH FUUUUCCCCKKK!" Lance's cock suddenly blasts his spunk directly into his face, "OH MY GOD!" he shouts as he showers himself with his cum. Lance's sphincter is pulsating round Vince's cock and it sends him over the edge.

"URRRGGGHH LANCE I'M CUMMIIINNNG!" he shouts.

Vince's whole body trembles as his cock explodes deep inside Lance, his orgasm is earth shattering, his cock pulsates and Lance can feel his cum filling his insides. 

Finally spent Vince collapses on Lance pinning him to the bed, they are both out of breath and sweat is rolling off them.

"Sir, that was fucking awesome!" Lance says proudly. 

Vince rolls of him and onto his side, lance lowers his legs while Vince props his head up on his hand and strokes Lances naked body with other. He lies there for a while admiring this beautiful boy lying next to him scooping the cum off his face and licking it up like a cat cleaning itself.

"You know I don't get it? why do you use that phoney bad boy accent when you don't normally speak like that?" Vince asks.

Lance looks at Vince, "I dunno, I guess I just did it to fit in with my mates."

"What, they wasn't interested in being mates with the real you, only the fake one?" Vince presses.

"I don't like the real me," he says turning away from Vince.

Vince feels his heart sink, "Why not?"

"I was always picked on at school for being me, I was always being beaten up in the playground by the bullies, I hated the things they used to call me, I had no friends at all. I only made friends when I acted the clown and put on that accent, I made quite a few friends then, that is until we moved here.

And then there's the fact I can't do anything right, I wanted to prove that I wasn't a complete dork by doing the washing up good for you, but I even fucked that up." tears begin to swell in his eyes and Vince can hear his voice cracking up.

Vince puts his arm around him and hugs him tight, Lance starts to cry, "Why are you crying?" Vince asks.

"Because I'm a complete embarrassment to everyone, I stole from my mother, I tried to steal from you, I can't keep a job for more than a week, and I don't have any friends." he sobs.

Vince realises this isn't a kid with an attitude problem, it's just a boy that needs love and guidance.

Lance turns to Vince, his eyes streaming with tears, "I'm really sorry I was so horrible to you yesterday."

Vince pushes Lance onto his back then straddling him and grabbing his arms attaches the cuffs still on his wrists to hooks either end of the head board.

"What are you doing?" Lance asks still sobbing.

"You know what I see before me now?" Vince asks, Lance shakes his head, "I see a really handsome young man with the most beautiful body I have ever seen." Vince strokes Lance's sides causing him to giggle and squirm then stops, "and something else too, since you dropped that silly offensive accent and attitude I have gotten to know one of the nicest boys I have ever met, the real you." Vince then tickles his armpits causing him to burst out laughing then stopping to continue. "So I don't want to hear anything else about you thinking you're worthless, other wise I will keep doing this to you." Vince then continues tickling his armpits.

"ARRGHHHH HAHAHAHAHA! STOP! ARRGHHHH HAHAHAHAHA!"

"Say it!" Vince says.

"ARRGHHHH HAHAHAHAHA! SAY WHAT! ARRGHHHH HAHAHAHAHA! "

"Say that you're not worthless!"

"ARRGHHHH HAHAHAHAHA! OK! OK! ARRGHHHH HAHAHAHAHA! I'M NOT WORTHLESS! ARRGHHHH HAHAHAHAHA!"

Vince stops and leans over to kiss a breathless Lance, "And don't you forget it," he says, "oh yes and you do have friends, what about Tim and Don... and me come to think of it."

"Yeah I guess you're right," Lance says smiling.

Vince unties Lance's arms and Lance immediately goes to tickle Vince under his arms to get revenge but Vince doesn't flinch.

"Sorry babe, not ticklish," he says rolling off Lance and onto his back.

"Not fair," Lance says then rolls towards Vince and wraps his arm around him and rests his head on his shoulder. Lance feels wonderfully warm, somehow he feels safe and wanted. "Sir,"

"Yes boy?"

"After tomorrow is that it? We don't do this again?" Lance asks running his fingers through the soft hair on Vince's chest.

"God I hope not, you're the most fun I've had in five years," Vince says, "why? Don't you want to come back?"

"No I do, I really do but when?"

"Well how about next Friday?" Vince suggests.

"I have to wait that long?" Lance says sounding disappointed.

"It'll soon come around, we still got all of tomorrow yet," He replies.

Vince hears a snore and realises that Lance has fallen asleep, he closes his eyes too and drifts off into one of the best nights sleep he's had in years.



Breaking Lance Ch. 08



Lance wakes up feeling warmth against his back, he opens his eyes and sees Vince's arm wrapped around him, he lets out a little contented groan and hugs Vince's arm, so this is what it feels like to wake up with someone next to you.

Vince is already awake but doesn't want to move, it feels so wonderful spooning against Lance, feeling his warm slim body next to his. 

Lance senses that Vince is awake and rolls on his back, "Good morning beautiful," Vince says.

"Hey handsome," Lance says smiling.

Vince strokes Lance's naked body, "How you feeling?"

"Wonderful," Lance replies and burying his head in to Vince's neck he wraps his arms round him and hugs him tight.

"Woah, what did I do to deserve that?" Vince asks.

"I want to thank you," Lance says.

"What for?"

"For opening my eyes," he looks Vince in the eyes, "I had no idea I was gay but now it feels so right."

"Glad I could be of help," Vince says then he gets up and before Lance can do anything pulls him off the bed and hauls him over his shoulder.

"ARRGH! What you doing?" Lance cries.

"It's time for a shower young man," Vince says as he carries him to the bathroom.

"I could have walked you know," Lance says relaxing over Vince's shoulder.

"Yeah but this is more fun," Vince says.

Once in the shower they pretty much do what they had done the previous day, piss play, an enema but Vince hooks Lance's arms to the ceiling to wash him, Lance enjoys the feeling of helplessness as Vince soaps all over his body.

The dry off and walking into the bedroom Vince opens the curtains, he sees in the distance a young man walking up the street towards his house.

"The paper boy is here, I forgot he comes this morning for his collection," Vince says.

Lance looks out of the window, "He's cute," he says without thinking, he suddenly realises that he is now looking at other guys sexually.

"Yeah, isn't he," Vince says.

"Have you been with him?" Lance asks.

"No, he only turned 18 last week, I won't go with anyone younger, I think he may be gay though."

"Do you think he'd like to play?" Lance asks, his cock starts to grow.

Vince looks at Lance in surprise then a huge grin fills his face, "You little tart you, I like your thinking," He ties Lances hands behind his back, "Come down stairs in 5 minutes and kneel by my feet, don't talk to him or me, you know, speak when spoken too."

"Yes sir," Lance says obediently.

"Oh wait, I know," Vince goes to a drawer in his bedside cabinet and pulls out a ball gag and puts in Lance's mouth. Lance looks at Vince alarmed.

"What's this for?" Lance tries to ask but instead it come out as "Wmmff difff ffrrrr?" 

"I want it to look good," Vince says.

Just then the door bell rings so Vince puts on his dressing gown and heads downstairs.

"Hello Bobby, come in," Vince says as he opens the door.

"Hello Mr Tranter," Bobby replies, his voice still sounding as though it still hasn't quite broken.

Bobby is slim, fairly tall and sports a nice head of red hair. His face is very cute and dotted with freckles across his nose, and has big blue eyes that show his naivety. Bobby is one of these trendy kids with his jeans riding low showing his underwear and the shape of his cute ass. For his top he is wearing a zip up sweat shirt with a hood.

"Now Bobby, I've told you call me Vince."

"Sorry yes Vince," Bobby says as he enters the house.

"Take a seat, I'll just get you a drink, Diet coke was it?" Vince asks.

"Yes please Mr Tr... I mean Vince," Bobby feels a little uncomfortable calling Vince by his first name but the man is very friendly and he likes his company.

Vince returns with a glass of diet coke and hands it to him. "Here have a seat," Vince says.

Bobby sits in an armchair next to the fireplace and Vince sits on the sofa that is opposite the fireplace but adjacent to the armchair.

"So how have you been? Turned 18 last week I hear," Vince asks. Bobby nods. "Did you have a party?"

"Not really, just a drink with some of my family," he replies.

"You know it must take you ages collecting the paper money if you stop at everyones house for a drink," Vince says in jest.

"Oh no, Yours is the last on my round, I only ever stop at yours for a drink," Bobby says sipping his coke.

"Why is that Bobby? Why do you like stopping at mine?" Vince asks. 

Bobby suddenly looks nervous as though he's been caught out, "Er.. um.. well.."

Vince laughs, "It's ok Bobby, I like having you here, it's nice to have someone to chat to," he says alleviating the tension. Bobby laughs nervously.

The truth is that Bobby had heard rumours about Vince, about him liking boys and has often been seen with them entering his house. In the few months Bobby has been visiting Vince he's seen no evidence of this and he doubts the rumours are true, even so he's taken quite a liking to Vince and he stills hopes that maybe something could happen. Bobby is painfully shy though and for all the will in the world he just hasn't got the courage to make any move. 

Just then Lance walks in the room his cock fully erect and swinging as he walks, Bobby almost drops the glass, his mouth does drop though, wide open. Lance kneels down next to Vince but makes sure his cock is clearly visible, his heart is pounding, this is so daring. Bobby's heart is racing too, like a steam train at full speed, a naked boy has just knelt down next to Vince with his hands tied behind his back, a gag in his mouth and an erection that is pointing to the sky. It looks like the rumours are true after all. Bobby's head is spinning, he doesn't know what to make of this, is this Vince's boyfriend? Is the fact he naked mean that something might happen? Why is he tied up? Why does he have a gag in his mouth?

"Oh this is Lance," Vince says, "he's staying with me for the weekend, say hello to Bobby Lance."

"Hmmmomm Bmmbbmm."

"H-h-h-hello," Bobby stutters, not knowing where to look, he is sweating now and a sizeable bulge has risen in his trousers. Vince smiles now knowing that Bobby is turned on by seeing Lance like this, Bobby ties to hide it by covering it with the glass and his hands.

"You're probably wondering why he's tied up," Vince says. Bobby nods. "Well he lost a bet with me and he has to be my slave for the weekend."

"S-s-s-slave?" Bobby almost drops the glass again. It's at this point that Bobby thinks he should probably leave but his cock is so hard it would be obvious so he feels trapped there, plus he really doesn't want to leave.

"Yes in fact I was about to punish him, he didn't make the beds properly this morning," Vince says.

Lance looks up at Vince, 'Aw crap,' he thinks, he hadn't counted on Vince dishing out punishment, and what's this making the beds? He's obviously making up a punishment for Bobby's sake.

"You don't mind if I give him a spanking do you?" Vince asks, "I'm sure you've seen it all before."

Bobby grips the glass tightly his knuckles turning white, in fact Bobby has never seen it before, this is really bizarre what is happing in front of him but his cock stiffens even more at the though of seeing Lance get spanked. Vince lifts Lance up and facing him away from Bobby get's him to lie across his lap, Vince adjusts his legs so one is up on the couch and one on the floor so they are wide enough for Bobby to see Lances hole and his cock pointing down and being pushed back between his legs by Vince's knee.

Bobby swallows hard seeing Lance like this, Vince starts spanking Lances bare ass.

SMACK!

"Mmmmph!" Lance shouts.

"Does your daddy spank you when your bad Bobby?" Vince asks.

"Er n-n-no, I d-d-don't have a d-d-d-daddy," he stutters.

SMACK!"

"Mmmmmph!"

"So who punishes you when you do bad?" Vince asks.

"N-n-n-n-no one," Bobby replies, he can't keeps his eyes of Lance's butt getting spanked and his hard cock that is now dripping precum.

SMACK!

"Mmmmmmph!"

"So what happens when you do bad?" Vince asks.

"Er I j-j-just get t-t-told off."

SMACK!

"MMMmmmmph!"

"What's the worst thing you done bad Bobby?"

"I s-s-stole fifty quid from me m-m-mom once."

SMACK!

"Mmmmmph!"

"Oh Bobby that was really naughty and you didn't get a spanking for it?"

Bobby shakes his head.

SMACK!

"MMMMmmmph!"

"Don't you think you should get a spanking for it?"

Bobby swallows hard "Er I g-g-guess so," he says.

Vince stops spanking Lance and lets him up, Lance resumes his kneeling next to Vince.

"Come here Bobby I think you need to be spanked for stealing that money, something that bad needs to be punished," Vince says in a strong calm voice.

Bobby starts shaking, he goes to put the can on the table but his hand is shaking so bad he has trouble putting it down. Vince grabs his hand and helps him, then keeping hold of his hand pulls the boy over to him. Even though Bobby is shaking Vince can see it's what he wants, it's in his eyes. To calm him down Vince strokes his hair with one hand and strokes his ass through his undies with the other, only half his ass is showing as the trousers cover the other half. In this position Bobby is starting directly at Lance's hard dripping cock. When Bobby has calmed down enough Vince brings his hand down with an audible slap, Bobby grunts.

Bobby can't believe this is happening, one of his wildest fantasies is coming true. When he was fourteen he had been messing around with his uncles laptop and carelessly dropped it, his uncle was furious and gave Bobby the strap. Bobby had found it had turned him on big time getting the strap from his uncle that immediately after he went to the bathroom to jack off.

"You've been a bad boy haven't you Bobby?" Vince queries.

"Yes sir," Bobby replies his voice cracking with nervousness.

SMACK!

"Oww!"

"These trousers are in the way, stand up Bobby," Vince commands.

Bobby stands up and Vince unfastens his belt buckle, within seconds his trousers are round his ankles and the bulge in his underwear is very prominent, Lance looks in astonishment, it's huge, is everyone bigger than he is? Vince leans over and removes Bobby's shoes then helps him out of his trousers.

"Take of your top," Vince orders.

Bobby complies unzipping his top and revealing a slim smooth and somewhat sunken chest.

Vince pulls Bobby back onto his lap.

SMACK!

"Oooohhhh!" Bobby cries out, it sounds more like a groan of pleasure rather than pain.

"Are you going to steal from your mother again?" Vince asks.

"No Sir, sorry Sir," Bobby replies.

Lance is amazed at this boy, he's a natural sub, he got into calling Vince Sir, without even being told to.

SMACK!

"Urrrghhh!"

"I don't think you can feel it properly through these undies," Vince says.

He grabs the waistband and slowly lowers them down, Bobby's hard cock is stopping them from going any lower but his buttocks are fully exposed now and Vince resumes.

SMACK!

"OOWW!"

"That's better," Vince says.

He caresses Bobby's round orbs for a while causing him to whimper with pleasure.

SMACK!

"URRRGHH!"

Vince pry's open his ass cheeks exposing Bobby's anus, "You have a nice ass Bobby, have you ever had a cock in here?" Vince asks as he runs his finger over Bobby's hole.

Bobby gasps, "N-n-n-n-n-no Sir." He whimpers at the suddenly possibility he may get fucked.

"So you're still a virgin Bobby?"

"Y-y-y-y-yes Sir."

SMACK!

"What else have you done bad Bobby? What else do you need to be punished for?" Vince asks.

SMACK!

"URRGH! I stole a shirt from a shop once," Bobby confesses.

"What? Shoplifting? Wow Bobby that is serious, I think you need something a bit more substantial than my hand. Stand up," Vince orders.

Bobby stands, Lance looks at the bulge in his underwear again, it's straining to get out and there is a wet patch where his cock has leaked precum.

"Kneel down and put your hands behind your head," Vince commands.

Bobby complies and Vince gets up, Lance and Bobby both look at him, as he got up his dressing gown opened enough for his fully erect cock to stick out, Bobby gasps when he sees it.

"Now don't move, I'll be back in a moment," Vince says.

Bobby and Lance stare at each other, looking at each others cocks and back at their faces. Bobby is still shaking but not with fear or nervousness but with excitement, he's never been so turned on. Vince returns with the paddle and a few other items that he places behind the sofa out of sight. He walks behind Bobby and removes his robe, his cock standing proud, Lance's mouth waters.

"Stand up," Vince commands Bobby. Bobby does so and Vince peels down his underwear freeing Bobby's cock that springs up and points directly at Lance. Lance marvels at it's size, it's the same as Vince's, a good nine inches, but not as thick.

"Keep your hands behind your head at all times," Vince orders Bobby, he places one hand on Bobby's stomach then swipes at his ass with the paddle.

SMACK!

"ARRGHH!"

"You bad boy Bobby, don't you know shoplifting is illegal?" Vince asks.

"Y-y-y-yes Sir," Bobby whimpers.

SMACK!

"ARRRGHHH! I'm sorry Sir."

"So you should be."

SMACK!

"URRRGHHH!"

SMACK!

"MMMMMMPH!"

"Are you going to do it again?"

SMACK!

"URRRRGGGGHH! N-n-n-never Sir!"

SMACK!

"URRRRGHHHHH!"

Lance is looking at Bobby's face, he doesn't have a look on pain, it's more like he's in the throw of complete passion.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"URRRRRRGGGHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUCK!" Bobby shouts and his cock suddenly blasts out a thick rope of spunk a good four feet in the air, it startles Lance and lands on his face and chest. Vince sees this and quickly acts.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"URRRRRRRRGGHHHHHH!" Bobby cries as he continues to blast his cum in the air and shower Lance. Lance wishes he didn't have the gag in so he could catch some in his mouth.

It doesn't seem to stop, it keeps blasting out of his cock smothering Lance who is so turned on by it that if his hands wasn't tied he wouldn't be able to resist wanking and blowing his own load.

"My God Bobby, when did you last cum?" Vince asks.

"A week ago Sir," Bobby pants.

Vince stands behind Bobby and wrapping his arms round him holds him close, his cock pressing in between the cheeks of his ass. Bobby goes to lower his arms, "Keep your arms up," Vince orders, "Do you like my Slave Bobby" Vince asks softly in his ear as he gently caresses Bobby's body, Bobby groans with pleasure as he experiences the touch of another man on his naked skin for the first time.

"Yes Sir," Bobby groans.

"What do you like about him?"

"He has a nice eyes Sir."

"What else Bobby?"

"Er he has a nice cock."

"What would you like to do to him?"

"I'd like to kiss him Sir."

Vince walks over to Lance and removes the gag, "Ok Bobby, you can kiss my slave now," he says.

Bobby walks over and drops to his knees in front of Vince still keeping his hands above his head.

"You can lower your arms now," Vince tells him.

Lance who was sitting back on his legs kneels up so that Bobby's face is just inches from his own. Bobby nervously places his hands on Lance's shoulders and leans in, Lance moves in to meet him. Bobby closes his eyes and anticipates the moment when their lips meet, when they do he lets out a soft moan, Lance's lips are soft and he can taste his cum on them. He can feel Lance's tongue seeking entrance to his mouth so he opens his lips and lets the invading tongue explore. Vince unties Lance's hands from behind his back and now free Lance quickly wraps his arms round Bobby and pulls him close smearing the cum on him between them. They kiss passionately while Vince sits back down on the couch and watches them stroking his cock at the same time.

As they kiss Lance caresses Bobby's back and buttocks and Bobby takes his cue and does the same.

"Do you like Bobby Slave?" Vince asks Lance.

"Yes Sir," Lance says breaking from the kiss.

"Do you think he would make a good Slave?" Bobby looks at Vince with a hint of fear but mainly excitement at possibility of being a slave.

"Yes Sir, he's very obedient," Lance replies.

"Bobby, have you ever sucked cock?" Vince asks.

"N-n-no Sir," Bobby replies.

"Why don't you suck on my slaves cock?" Vince says.

"Y-y-yes Sir," Bobby immediately gets down and takes Lance's cock in his mouth sucking on it hard.

"Slowly Bobby, lick the head some first," Vince instructs him.

Bobby pulls away and looks at Vince feeling a little foolish at just diving on Lance's cock the way he did, he follows Vinces instructions and licks at the head. He licks some of the precum oozing out, it tastes nice so he licks at it some more.

"Ok Bobby now put his cock in your mouth and suck it in slowly, use your tongue when it's in to massage it," Vince coaches.

Bobby does so, he now has the very first cock in his mouth ever, in that instance he knew he was born to suck cock, it feels the most natural thing in the world to him. Lance groans as he watches Bobby's virgin mouth slide over his throbbing cock, he leans back and grabs hold of his ankle while placing his other hand on Bobby's head.

"That's it Bobby, suck him in deeper, use plenty of saliva," Vince instructs as he slowly jerks himself to two hot naked boy's having sex right in front of him.

Bobby gags when Lance's cock touches the back of his throat, "You're doing really good Bobby, when you feel you're about to gag next time swallow and push hard." Vince says.

Bobby does so but doesn't get it right and still gags when Bobby's cock touches the back of this throat. He tries again this time as he swallows Lance's cock slides down the back of his throat and he realises his nose is against Lance's groin. Lance groans loudly as he feels his cock head slip down the boy's throat.

"Excellent Bobby, keep doing that," Vince encourages him.

Bobby takes up a rhythm sucking Lance in deep then out to the tip, Lance groans each time Bobby sucks him in deep letting Bobby know what a wonderful job he is doing. Bobby is please he is able to bring so much pleasure to Lance so he picks up his pace sucking Lance in harder. Lance feels the pressure in his balls and he know he's about to cum.

"Urrghh permission to cum sir!" he gasps.

"Would you like my Slave to cum Bobby?" Vince asks.

Bobby pulls of gasping for breath, "Yes Sir!"

"Would you like my Slave to cum in your mouth Bobby?"

Bobby doesn't pull off he just makes a noise affirming Vince's question.

"Ok Slave you can cum," Vince says to Lance.

Lance is already at the point of no return, "URRRGHH FUCK! I'M CUUUMMINNNG!" he shouts as his cum blasts into Bobby's mouth. Bobby sucks furiously as the spunk fills his mouth, he swallows it as quickly as he can but it's filling up his mouth fast, some leaks out and trickles down Lance's shaft.

"How was that slave, did Bobby give good head?" Vince asks.

"Yes Sir! He gave amazing head," Lance replies.

Bobby gets up feeling really proud, Vince can see that Bobby's cock is as hard as before.

"I think one good deed deserves another don't you Slave?" Vince asks Lance.

"Yes Sir," he replies.

"What would you like to do to repay the favour?" Vince asks.

"I'd like to taste his ass Sir," Lance replies.

Vince likes the way Lance thinks, he was thinking the same thing himself, "Lie on floor Bobby, on your back," Vince instructs him.

Bobby does so and Vince gets up off the couch and kneels above Bobby's head. "Lift up your legs," Vince commands. As he lifts his legs Vince takes hold of his feet and pulls them to his chest, Bobby is now looking up at Vince's hard dripping cock looming over his face, 

Bobby's ass is fully exposed and Vince gives Lance the go ahead. Lance waists no time and his tongue immediately begins licking around Bobby's tight virgin hole. Bobby gasps at the sensation and looks down at Lance between his legs.




Breaking Lance Ch. 08



"Oh God that feels incredible," he pants. He throws his head back and closes his eyes to enjoy the sensation.

Lance is loving it too, it's something else he's discovered about himself that he loves to eat ass, he licks hungrily at Bobby's hole. Vince pulls down harder on Bobby's legs pulling his ass higher in the air, Lance stays with it and keeps his tongue Lapping away at the tight ring of muscle in Bobby's anus.

Vince can see that Bobby's cock is almost touching his mouth so he pushes a little harder down on his legs and sure enough his cock brushes against his lips. Bobby opens his eyes and sees his cock at his mouth, he sticks out his tongue and licks it's head.

"Can you suck your own cock Bobby?" Vince asks.

"Uh huh," Bobby replies.

Vince pulls down even harder on Bobby's legs, Bobby opens his mouth and a quarter of his cock slips in, Lance stops to look.

"Oh wow, that's awesome!" Lance says in amazement.

Vince lifts up Bobby's head with his free hand and more of his cock slides in.

"Oh I so wish I could do that," Lance says then gets back to licking out Bobby's hole keeping his eyes on Bobby sucking his cock all the time.

Vince lets go of Bobby's head and taking each of Lance's hands gets him to hold Bobby in that position while he fetches the other items from behind the sofa. Bobby's cock pops out of his mouth but grabs his ass with both his hands and it's soon back in.

Vince positions himself back at Bobby's head and produces an eight inch dildo. Bobby sees it and gets worried he pulls his cock from out of his mouth.

"W-w-w-what's that for?" he asks nervously.

"We're going to fuck you with it," Vince says.

"Please Sir, it's too big," Bobby pleads. Bobby had always though he might liked to be fucked, that is until he tried pushing a screwdriver handle up his ass, the pain was so intense that he swore he would never do that again.

"Don't worry Bobby, you'll enjoy it," Vince says "Finger his ass, open him up a little," he instructs Lance.

Lance stops licking and places his finger at Bobby's hole, Bobby starts to panic a little and tries to get up but Vince has too firm a grip on him. Lance slips his finger inside easily as his hole is well lubricated from all of Lance's saliva. Bobby is too scared of the dildo to notice the sensation of Lance's finger.

"Please Sir I don't think I can take it," Bobby Pleas, he sounds really worried now.

Vince gets his head down to him and kisses him, Bobby groans and accepts Vince's probing tongue. Vince then pulls away and speaks softly in his ear. "Do you trust me Bobby?"

Bobby swallows hard, "Y-y-yes I think so." he replies.

"I'm not going to lie to you, it may hurt to start with but believe me the pain will go and the pleasure you will feel is wonderful. You're a natural sub, you will love this as much as sucking cock" Vince tries to reassure him. "How does my slaves fingers feel?" Vince asks.

Bobby is suddenly aware of Lance's fingers probing around inside his ass and to his surprise it does feel rather wonderful.

"It feels nice Sir," Bobby replies, just then Lance strokes his finger across Bobby's prostrate. "OH MY GOD! WHAT WAS THAT?" He shouts out as it sends an electric charge round his body.

"That's your G-spot," Vince explains, "it's the reason why we like being fucked."

Lance strokes it again causing Bobby to shiver, he has an overwhelming desire to cum now. "Oh God it feels wonderful," Bobby pants.

Vince hands the dildo to Lance and he places the head at Bobby's opening. Bobby shuts his eyes tight and tenses up.

"Relax Bobby otherwise it'll just hurt more," Vince says.

Lance pushes but Bobby is still too tense, Vince slaps him hard on his ass cheeks knocking all the tension from his muscles. The head of the cock slips in and Bobby gasps at the sudden sensation off fullness in his ring piece but where's the pain? Apart from a hot sensation on his sphincter it doesn't hurt.

"Are you ok?" Vince asks.

"Er yeah," Bobby replies a little surprised.

"Any pain?"

"No,"

"How does it feel?"

"Full," Bobby replies.

Vince nods at Lance and he pushes the dildo deeper.

"OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!" Bobby shouts as he feels the ribbed veins on the dildo sliding past his tight ring of muscle, the sensation is mind blowing. He looks up between his legs and sees the dildo slowly disappearing into his ass. It brushes past his prostrate and he cries out in pure ecstasy, he can't believe he got it so wrong with the screwdriver handle, this is absolute heaven. Bobby can now see that the whole dildo is inside him, he feels wonderfully full, Lance slides it completely out and the slowly slides it back in. He is entranced as he watches the dildo slide into the boys virgin hole.

"I think from the look on your face you're enjoying that," Vince comments.

"Oh god yeah! It's fucking amazing. Oh fuck me faster please."

Lance picks up the pace ramming it deep then pulling it completely out. Bobby is suddenly aware of an orgasm building.

"Oh Jesus! I'm gonna shoot!" he cries.

Vince quickly grabs the base of his cock and squeezes it tight stifling his orgasm, "Not yet you don't," he says.

Vince tells Lance to remove the dildo and as soon as Bobby comes down from his orgasmic high he let's go of his legs.

"Are you ready for real cock?" Vince asks.

Bobby nods his head.

"Ok then, Slave lie down on your back," Vince commands Lance.

Lance smiles when he realises he's going to be fucking someone for the first time in his life, he gets on the floor as Vince helps Bobby to his feet.

"Here make sure there's plenty of this on his cock," Vince says handing Bobby a tube of lube.

Bobby kneels down straddling Lance's legs and applies the lube to Lance's cock while Vince sits back on the sofa and strokes his cock. Lance groans as Bobby's hand slides up and down his now very slippery cock.

"Ok Bobby now squat over his cock, you can control it better that way," Vince instructs him.

Bobby gets on his feet placing them either side of Lance, he then lowers his ass down, Lance can see his hole clearly and holds his cock inline with it. Bobby lowers and can feel Lance's cock pressing against his sphincter. 'This is it, I'm going to lose my virginity at last' Bobby thinks to himself. He relaxes and Lance's cock slips inside, Lance groans as Bobby's sphincter grips his cock head tightly, Bobby drops lower and lower feeling Lance slowly fill him up, soon his ass is resting on Lance's groin. Lance savours the sensation of having his cock in someones ass, it feels so warm and tight. 

Bobby lifts up then lowers himself again, "Oh God, it feels so good," he says.

"How doe's Bobby's ass feel slave?" Vince asks.

"Wonderful Sir, he's so tight and warm, it's hard to describe," Lance replies.

Bobby picks up speed and his cock starts slapping against Lance's stomach, Lance goes to grab it and wank him but Vince stops him.

"No, leave that, you won't need to touch it," Vince says.

"Urrrghhh fuck yeah! Urrrghhhh!" Bobby pants as he rides Lance's cock faster and faster.

Vince get's up and kneels down at Lance's head, he lowers himself down so that his cock in touching Lance's lips, Lance opens his mouth and turns his head, Vince's cock slides in and Vince starts slowly fucking his slaves mouth. 

Bobby is fucking himself furiously on Lance's cock now, "OH GOD! URRRGHHH FUCK! URRGHH! URRGHH! URGHH! IT FEELS SO GOOD!" he shouts.

Lance is getting close, he needs to ask for permission but he can't with is mouth full of Vince's cock.

Bobby's orgasm is creeping up on him, he's so used to it just racing up but this has got his body quivering all over, his legs are trembling badly now and he's losing muscle control in his them. Because of this he can't go as fast, he lowers himself on Bobby's cock once more and it brushes his prostrate this time causing him to slip over the edge.

"URRRRRGHHHH FUUUUUUUUCK! I'M CUUUMMINNNG! OH JESUS FUCKING CHRIST ALMIGHTY! UUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!" His legs give way and he slams down on Lance's cock as his nine inches erupts a massive bolt of cum up over Vince and Lance. Being shot at with Bobby's spunk sends Vince over the edge and he grunts loudly as his cock blasts his cum into Lance's mouth. Bobby is still squirting huge ropes of cum as Lance hungrily swallows his masters load. Slowly Bobby's orgasm subsides but not before he's drenched Vince and Lance in his spunk, Vince's orgasm ends too and he pulls his cock out of Lance's mouth, some cum escapes and dribbles on the floor.

Lance still hasn't cum but he's close, he starts bucking his hips trying to fuck Bobby but Vince leans over and places his hand on his groin stopping him.

"Not yet," Vince commands.

Lance groans, "Please Sir, please let me cum, I really want to shoot inside Bobby," he pleas.

Vince shushes him then helps bobby up, Lance's cock falls out of his ass with an audible pop. As Bobby stands up he looks at the clock and suddenly starts to panic.

"Oh fuck! I'm late!" he shouts.

Vince looks at him, "late for what?"

"I'm supposed to be baby sitting my little sisters while my mother goes out, I'm already fifteen minutes late, she's going to kill me!" Bobby says as he hurriedly gets dressed.

"Seems to me that's worthy of another spanking," Vince winks at him.

Bobby smiles, "Can I come back again?" he asks putting on his shoes.

"Sure anytime you need some male company, you're always welcome," Vince pats him on the ass, Bobby smiles at him and quickly leaves.

Vince turns to Lance and catches him wanking his cock, the look on his face says he is almost about to shoot. Vince quickly dives down and pulls his hands away, Lance's cock bounces wildly on the edge of an orgasm.

"Nooo! Please Sir! Please let me cum!" Lance says in desperation.

"What have I told you, you only cum when I say you can!" Vince booms. He grabs Lance by the arm, lifts him up and throws him on the couch. He then gets between Lances legs and lifts them up to his head and pulling him down so his ass is pointing out on the couch. He uses his left arm and body weight to press down on Lance's legs pinning him to the couch and with his free hand he picks up the paddle.

"No! Please sir, please don't! I beg you!" Lance cries.

SMACK!

"ARRRGH! I'm sorry, I'm really really sorry, please stop!"

"I'm really disappointed in you," Vince says.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Lances low tolerance for pain soon has him crying.

"ARRGHH! Please I'm sorry,"

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Lance is sobbing now and Vince throws the paddle on the floor.

"When are you going to learn I won't tolerate any disobedience," Vince says.

"I'm sorry, I won't do it again, I promise," Lance sobs.

"I don't think I can trust you now, if we were together I would chastise you," Vince says.

Lance hears the words "together", him and Vince, he thinks about it, could it really happen? Vince has started stroking Lance's cheeks helping to sooth them still keeping his weight on the boy. Lance groans in between sobs at Vince's tender touch. Vince starts probing his hole, running his finger around the tight muscle, he wets his finger and slips it inside causing Lance to cry out with pleasure, he loves this boy's ass, it's so sexy.

He picks up the lube and applies a generous amount to Lances hole, Lance is wondering what Vince intends to do and he soon realises when he picks up the dildo. Vince pushes it at Lance's hole, Lance relaxes and it slips in.

"Oh Sir, that feels so good," Lance says.

Vince slides it in deep, once fully in he twists it. "Oh fuck! Oh god Sir yes!" Lance cries. Vince stands the boy's cock up but doesn't do anything else with it.

Slowly Vince slides the dildo completely out then shoves it back in deep, "Do you like this boy?" Vince asks.

"Oh God yes Sir! Yes! Please do it harder," Lance begs.

Vince picks up the pace, still pulling it completely out before ramming it back in deep into Lance's hole. It batters against his prostrate stimulating the boy so much he knows that an orgasm is imminent.

"Permission to cum Sir," He asks.

Vince says nothing but keeps ramming the dildo up the boy's anus.

"Please Sir, permission to cum Sir!" Lance is getting desperate his orgasm is approaching fast but still Vince says nothing.

"SIR! PLEASE I'M GOING TO CUM SIR! PLEASE STOP!" he starts to panic knowing he needs that permission but still Vince just keeps on fucking him with the dildo.

"URRRRGHHH FUCK! SIIIRRRR! I'M CUMMING! URRRRRRRRGGHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUCK!" Lances cock explodes spraying cum high in the air, Vince quickly devours his cock and swallows the boy's juices as his body spasms and ejects the creamy matter.

"URRRRGHHHH FUCK! SIR! OH MY GOD!" he shouts as he continues to blast his load into Vince's mouth.

Vince keeps fucking him with the dildo and sucking his now spent cock and what was an amazing orgasm now turns into torture for Lance, his cock suddenly very sensitive and Vince's sucking causing him to wince.

"Arrrrgh stop! Please! Arrrgh stop, stop, stop, stop! Please stop!" he pants.

Vince finally stops pulls out the dildo and lets Lance lower his legs, he then kisses the boy tenderly.

"Aren't you going to beat me for cumming without permission," Lance asks as they break.

"No, you was so good with Bobby I though you deserved a treat," Vince says.

Lance sits up and pinning Vince back in the couch straddles his lap and kisses him passionately.

"I love you," Lance says when they break for air.

Vince eyes suddenly glaze over and he stands up causing Lance to fall on the floor, he leaves the room leaving Lance lying startled on the floor. Vince is soon back holding Lance's clothes.

"Time for you to go," he says handing them to Lance.

"What? Why?" Lance asks confused at Vince's sudden coldness.

"You've fulfilled your side of the bargain, here's your money, now it's time you went home," Vince says coldly as he takes two hundred pounds from his wallet on the side.

"B-b-but I don't want to go yet, we've still got all day," Lance says, "please I want to spend some more time with you," Lance stands up and goes to put his arms round Vince.

Vince shoves him away causing Lance to fall on to the couch.

"I told you go home!" Vince booms, he turns away and picks up his dressing gown. That push hurt Lance way deeper than any of the beatings.

"But I love you!" Lance shouts back, tears are forming in his eyes.

"Get dressed and go or do I have to kick you out naked?" Vince yells startling Lance.

Lance quietly removes his cuffs and gets dressed sobbing heavily now and completely confused at Vince's reaction. Vince has got his back to him leaning against the mantlepiece looking at the picture of Anthony. 

he picks up the money and looks at Vince through teary eyes.

"Please Sir, what did I do wrong?" Lance sobs.

Vince turns around, Lance thinks he's going to say something but instead he heads for the front door and opens it, "Leave," he says.

Lance walks out and Vince closes the door behind him. Lance drops to his knees on the steps blubbering uncontrollably, his world is completely upside down now, the man who took his virginity and showed him a whole new wonderful world of sex is rejecting him, the pain is unbearable.

Lance gets himself together and walks down the driveway to the road, all the time Vince is watching from the window, tears are in his eyes. 



Breaking Lance Ch. 09



Vince stands at the mantlepiece looking at Anthony's picture, he is sobbing now, he hasn't cried like this for five years since Anthony passed away. He can't understand it, how could Lance have gotten to him like that? Why didn't he see what was happening? And why the fuck did he have to say love?

Vince is at a crisis point, he's been holding on to the love he had for Anthony all this time never wanting it to slip away, never wanting anything to replace that special relationship they had. Then Lance comes along and threatens that, at the moment Lance said he loves him Vince realised he'd forgotten about Anthony all weekend, something he's never done before, it shocked him.

He heads upstair and takes a shower, it isn't helping, he can't get the images of what he and Lance did in there over the weekend. He gets dressed and sits in the garden with a hot drink, it's the same there, images of Lance mowing the lawn naked with an erection keep haunting him. He heads back inside and looks at the cellar door, he knows going down there is going to be the same. He's getting more upset, it always used to be fond memories of him and Anthony before but now Lance is dominating his thoughts.

He decides to do some house work, to try and get his mind off the boy when he comes across the video camera they used on the first night. He switches it on and presses play, it starts at the point where Vince first fucked Lance, Rob had captured the moment when Lance blew his load as Vince first penetrates him, Vince's cock stirs as he watches. Rob did a close up of Lance's face as Vince pounds his ass, Lance looks straight at the camera and Vince's heart skips at beat. Vince snaps the camera shut and grabs his car keys. Before he leaves he looks at the picture of Anthony once more then removes it from the mantlepiece and places it in a drawer.

The moment Vince saw Lance look at the camera he knew he is in love with the boy and that it's time to move on. Five years is too long to grieve for someone, he had a chance to find happiness with someone and he's now terrified he may have blown it. He jumps in his car and guns it.

* * *

Lance is feeling drained as he reaches his house, he just needs to sleep, hopefully he'll feel better when he wakes up. However when he walks in the hallway he sees several suitcases. He shouts out for his mother and a voice comes from upstairs.

"Where have you been? I've been trying to reach you all weekend!" Shouts his mother as she comes bounding down the stairs. She's a large woman at 180 pounds, she waddles more than walks, despite her weight she is still very attractive and has no problem in finding boyfriends.

"I've been with friends, what's with the suitcases?" He asks.

"What friends?" She asks suspiciously.

"Just friends. Mom why are there suitcases in the hall?" He asks again not wanting to tell her he got fucked for the first time by a big man.

"I've been trying to get you all weekend," she repeats as she heads into the kitchen, Lance follows, "Oh yes, and did you take the rent money?"

Lance had forgotten about that, he dishes the money out of his pocket, "Yeah, sorry, I just needed to borrow it," he says as he hands it to her.

She looks at him a little stunned, "Well it's no matter anyway, We're leaving."

"What? No! Not again, you can't keep doing this to me. I've made new friends here and I'm damned if I'm going to keep following you round the country!" he shouts in frustration.

"Lance, you have to come," she says, theres an urgency in her voice he hasn't heard before.

"Why? You did this last time, you've fallen out with Andy haven't you? Did he hit you?" He asks trying to get to the truth.

"No, it's not Andy, although the little weasel can go and rot in hell for all I care," she replies.

Although Lance didn't like Andy and Andy didn't like Lance his mother was besotted with him so to hear his mother talk about him like that was a bit of a surprise.

"Well if it ain't Andy what the fuck is it? Mom I'm fed up with this moving around, I ain't going anywhere till you tell me what the fuck is going on!" Lance is getting really frustrated now.

His mother shakes her head, "Sit down, I think it's time I told you the truth," she says sitting at the kitchen table.

"Truth? What are you talking about?" Lance asks confused.

"It's your father," She starts.

"My father? He's dead, what's he got to do with it?"

"He's not dead."

"What! But you said.."

"I know what I told you, I only did that so you wouldn't be upset."

"Upset? UPSET? How the fuck do you think I feel now?! You've lied to me for the past ten years!" Lance rants. "What lame fucking reason do you have for telling me he's dead?!" 

"Because he's a murderer," She says.

Lance suddenly feels like he's been hit by a truck, "A m-m-m-murderer?" he sits down opposite his mother dazed.

"Ten years ago your father caught me with another man, he went berserk but the man managed to escape. Your father tracked him down though and the man was found dead the next day, your father got life for his murder. He was on his way back to get me and you when the police caught up with him." she explains.

Lance looks at her in disbelief, "Are you taking the piss?"

"Lance please, we don't have much time," she pleads.

"That doesn't explain why we had to move," Lance says.

"He got an early release from prison two weeks ago, he's trying to find us," she replies.

They hear the front door close, "Did you lock the door when you came in?" she asks suddenly very fearful. Lance looks at her realising that someone has just walked into the house, he shakes his head.

"Lance, look at you all grown up," A voice says behind him. Lance spins round and sees a tall scrawny man standing in the doorway, His clothes look shabby and dirty, his hair is a mess and he's got a weeks worth of growth on his chin.

"Dad?" Lance asks.

* * *

Vince drives aimlessly, he has no idea where Lance lives, who would know? Robert, he introduced them he might just know. Vince dials his number on his mobile and Robert answers.

"Robert, where does Lance live?" He asks getting straight to the point.

"Vince, nice to hear from you too, yes I'm well, thanks for asking," Robert replies sarcastically.

"Very funny, look I really need to know where he lives," Vince presses.

"You sound stressed, what happened?" Robert asks.

"Please Robert, just tell me where he lives," Vince asks again getting irate.

"I'm not telling you anything until you calm down, are you driving?" He asks.

"Yes."

"Come and get me, I'll show you, and we can talk about it in the car," Robert suggest.

"Ok I'll be there in ten minutes." Vince hangs up the phone and swings the car in a U turn hard causing the tyres to screech.

* * *

"Roger, please leave us alone," Lance's mother begs looking at his father standing in the kitchen doorway.

"Leave you alone? What the fuck do you think I've been doing for the last ten years! I've been stuck in that hell hole and not once did you come to visit! I've missed my boy, I just want to get to know him," Roger says as he walks up to Lance and strokes his hair.

Roger's touch acts like a trigger, suddenly memories come flooding back, the nice loving gentle father he remembers is gone, instead replaced by memories of regular beatings and abuse. He remembers this mans temper and drunken rages and how Lance would often be on the receiving end of them. Lance quickly stands up and backs away fear in his eyes.

Roger looks back with hurt in his eyes that suddenly turn to rage, "What have you done to him? He's my son he shouldn't be afraid of me! You fucking bitch! You whore! You're the cause of all this."

Roger flies at Lance's mother grabbing her by the throat and despite his scrawny appearance lifts her out of her chair. Lance panics and jumps on his fathers back to pull him off, Roger lands a lucky blow with his elbow into Lance's stomach knocking the wind out of him. His mother is trying to scream but Rogers grip is suffocating her. Lance quickly jumps on his father again but this time Roger spins round and head butts Lance hard on the nose breaking it and causing it to burst open with blood pouring out. 

Roger lets go of Lance's mother and grabs hold of Lance flinging him across the kitchen, his rage giving him incredible strength, Lance hits the counter hard and he feels something snap in his right arm. The pain doesn't have time to register with him yet as he falls to the floor, Roger literally puts the boot in, using his steel capped boots he kicks Lance hard, in the head and his chest. Lance screams out, only vaguely aware of his mother trying to stop Roger, he holds out his left arm to try and stop his kicks only to have it smashed against the kitchen cupboard. Roger doesn't stop his rage in full fury he places a blow to Lance's head and he blacks out.

* * *

Vince pulls up at Roberts and is about to get out when Robert and Nathan come out of the house.

"So come on spill the beans," Nathan says as he climbs in the back seat.

"Where are we going?" Vince asks.

"Woodside," Robert replies as he climbs in the front, he only just has time to close the door when Vince slams his foot on the accelerator.

"Whoa! I think someone has the hots real bad for Lance," Nathan says, "Come on Vince tell us what happened?"

"It turns out Lance is gay and and a natural sub, we had a lot of fun yesterday and we kind of got to know each other quite well, he really took to being a slave," Vince starts, "This morning he said something that got me scared."

"He said he loves you," Nathan pipes in, Vince is always impressed with his intuition.

"Yes."

"So what's the problem?" Robert asks.

"I kicked him out," Vince replies.

"You kicked him out? Why?" Robert presses.

"Because I got scared, I still haven't got over losing Anthony and I thought that Lance was threatening the love I still have for him."

"But Anthony's dead, you have to move on, Christ knows we been saying this for the last five years," Nathan says.

"I know, I know, but the thing is after Lance left I couldn't get him out of my head and I suddenly realised you guys are right I do need to move on."

"Oh my God you're in love with him!" Nathan announces, Vince really is impressed with his intuition.

"Yes I am," Vince replies.

"Oh Vince that's wonderful, I'm so happy for you," Robert says.

"I just hope I haven't blown it with him," Vince adds.

"We'll soon find out," Robert says, "It's next left then number 23."

* * *

Lance comes to and sees his mother lying on the kitchen floor, he can hear someone knocking on the front door, he looks up and sees Roger crouched down behind the kitchen units. Lance tries to move but he can't then the pain hits him, he screams out, Roger rushes over and hits him hard across the head, Lance blacks out again.

Vince had knocked on the door and was about to leave when he heard the scream, he tried the door and found it to be unlocked, he cautiously opens it and sees the luggage in the hallway. Vince's army training kicks in and he slowly makes his way down the hall keeping an eye on all possible exits. When he reaches the kitchen door he peeks round slowly, he first sees as large woman lying motionless on the floor, as he moves further in he sees Lance, the sight shocks him, he's covered in blood and his eye's mouth and nose are swollen. He want's to rush over and help him but he knows the attacker could still be around, he cautiously moves in, suddenly a figure rushes him, Vince's army instinct kicks in and spinning round catches the attacker off guard sending him flying past, Vince lands a blow to his back and the attacker smashes against the wall.

Vince regroups and looks at his attacker as the assailant gets up, this time he notices he has a knife. Roger lunges for him but Vince deftly steps aside, as Roger's hand passes in front of him Vince grabs and twists it causing the knife to fall out and sending Roger flying through the air and landing on his back. Vince quickly steps over him and with one hard blow knocks him unconscious.

Knowing that Roger could come to at any moment he looks round the kitchen and finds as ball of string, good enough for his needs, he ties Roger up with it making sure he won't be able to escape. He checks Lance, he needs a hospital, he checks his mother, she's not breathing. Vince pulls out his phone and calls the police.

Robert and Nathan wait patiently in the car when they suddenly see Vince carrying Lance out of the house, they're shocked when they see the condition that Lance is in.

"Nathan get out the car," Vince orders, Nathan does so and Vince lays Lance on the back seat.

"Get him to the hospital, I'll be along later," Vince says handing his keys to Nathan.

"What happened?" Robert asks.

"I'll explain later but I need to stay here until the police arrive," Vince replies, "Now go!"

With that Robert and Nathan speed of with their victim on the back seat, Vince heads back inside and within five minutes the police arrive.

* * *

Lance wakes slowly, everything is blurry but he knows this isn't a room he recognises.

"He's wakening up," he hears a familiar voice say.

"I'll go and get him " another familiar voice says.

He can make out the shape of a person leave the room, he closes his eyes and when he opens them things seem a little clearer.

"Hey trouble, how you feeling?" the first voice says.

He looks at the person speaking but he still can't make his features, "Like thuckin' thit " He replies groggily, his words sound strange, he licks his lips and realises they are swollen. Lance blinks his eyes a few times and is finally able to see he's speaking to Robert, "What are you doing here? And where is here?"

"You're in hospital, you was badly beaten up " Robert informs him.

It all comes flooding back, he looks down and sees both his arms are in plaster and his chest is bandaged up, "God he really did a numder on me," he says, then he suddenly remembers seeing his mother on the kitchen floor, "Thuck! My Mom! Where's my mom?"

Just then a two police women enter the room.

"If you can give us a moment Mr Frink," the one police woman says to Robert.

Normally Lance would laugh at such a daft surname but he's too stressed out over his mother to think about it. Robert leaves the room and one of the Police women sits next to his bed. 

"Lance Southall, is that your name?" She asks.

"Yes that's me, where's my mom?"

The officers look at each other, Lance can tell there's something wrong.

"I'm officer Bryant and this is officer Cole, we'd like to ask you a few questions if we may?" Bryant asks.

"Not until you tell me where my Mom is!" he shouts. Suddenly pain shoots through his body and he cries out flinging his head back on the pillow.

"Get a nurse," Bryant says to Cole. Cole leaves the room.

Lance is gritting his teeth hard, the pain is unbearable, just then a male nurse enters.

"Hello Lance, glad to see you're awake, I'm just going to give you something for the pain," he says.

'Hurry the fuck up!' Lance thinks. The nurse pulls back the bedclothes to administer an injection in his leg, that's when Lance realises he's naked apart from his casts and dressings, the officers and the nurse can see clearly that he's shaved. He feels the needle enter his leg and the pain slowly subsides. He's now utterly embarrassed at his nudity in front of everyone.

"Well someone likes to keep trim," the nurse says patting him on the leg before covering him back up. Lance colours up a bright red.

"Mr Southall, can you tell us in you own words what happened yesterday,"

"Yesterday? How long hab I been out?" Lance asks shocked 

"You were bought in yesterday by Mr Frink. Please Mr Southall we need to hear from you exactly what happened," Bryant presses.

"I told you I'm not saying anything till I know my mother is ok," He insists.

The officers look at each other again and Cole nods to her partner. Lance is fearing the worst.

"I'm afraid Mr Southall you're mother is dead."

Those words hit Lance like a ton of bricks, "No! You're lying! She can't be," he remembers seeing her lying motionless on the floor, tears well up in his eyes, "No please say it isn't true,"

"I'm afraid it is," Bryant says.

Lance throws his head back into the pillow and howls, it seems like his whole world has fallen apart. He starts sobbing almost hyperventilating, Bryant tells Cole to see if he's allowed anything to drink.

"You've just had a bad shock so try and take a deep breath, and breathe slowly."

Lance follows her instructions and he starts to calm down. Soon he is breathing better, still sobbing but now he is able to speak. Cole returns with a carton on orange juice and a straw, she holds it to his lips and he takes a few mouthfuls.

"Do you think you're ok to talk about what happened?" Bryant asks.

Lance nods then proceeds to tell the officers everything that happened.

"That's all I can remember," he says after getting to the point where he blacks out for the second time.

"You'll be pleased to know you're father has been caught and is in custody. You're very lucky Mr Tranter came along when he did," Bryant says. Lance looks at them confused, Vince never told him his surname so Lance has no idea who Mr Tranter is. "We'll send him in shortly, he wants to speak to you."

The officers stand up, "Is there anyone we can call for you? Grandparents? Uncles? Aunts?" Bryant asks when he finishes.

"No, Mom was an only child and her parents died a long time ago." Lance explains.

"Is there no one at all you can think of? You're going to need some one to help care for you for the next few weeks," Byrant adds. Lance immediately thinks of Vince but dismisses the thought almost as quick, he then thinks of Rob, maybe he would help. "Have a think about it, I'm sure someone will come to mind."

The officers leave and Lance closes his eye's, he's tired and in grief, he wishes dearly that Vince could be here, he would know what to do. A tear trickles down his cheek.

* * *

Vince is waiting outside Lance's room when the officers come out, "How is he?" Vince asks concerned.

"He's just had a bad shock hearing the new of his mother, he's very upset," Bryant informs him, "He's going to need someone to help care for him over the next few weeks, do you know of anyone?" She asks.

"Yes, he's going to come and stay with me," Vince informs her.

"Thanks for your help Mr Tranter, we may need to ask you some more questions later, do we have a way to contact you?" Cole asks.

"Yes I gave my details the the officer at the scene," Vince says.

"Good, you can go in now," Cole says and walks away.

Vince quickly enters the room, he sees Lance lying there, both eye's and his lips swollen and black from his beating. He sits on the stool next to Lance's bed and places his hand on Lance's leg, Lance opens his eyes and takes a short breath when he sees Vince's handsome face staring back at him. Tears fill his eyes and he begins to cry, he's overjoyed to see Vince again but his emotions overwhelm him and he breaks down.

Vince leans over and kisses him on the forehead, "You're going to be ok, I'm going to make sure of that," He says in a soft soothing voice.

Vince stays like that, his lips against Lance's forehead while he cries, stroking his leg, he wants to hold him tight but he's far too fragile to touch at the moment.

"Why are you here?" Lance asks eventually.

Vince considered giving him a full explanation but instead he just said, "Because I love you."

A huge smile forms across Lance's face, "When did you realise?" he asks.

"After you left, I couldn't get you out of my mind. I'm so sorry Lance, I was horrible to you yesterday and if I hadn't kicked you out this would never have happened to you, it's all my fault." Vince replies really believing it, his eyes filling with tears.




Breaking Lance Ch. 09



"No it's not your fault," Lance says, "you wasn't to know."

"Well I'm glad I found you when I did."

"That was you?"

Vince explained what had happened, "You're my hero," Lance says smiling. Vince smiles back and squeezes his leg.

Just then the nurse comes back in with the doctor.

"Good morning Mr Southall," The doctor says, He's a stout asian man in his mid fifties, going bald and a belly that betrays his love for food. "I'm glad you're awake, how are you feeling?"

"I've felt better," Lance jokes.

"Well at least you still have a sense of humour," The doctor replies, "I can tell you that you've got two broken arms, four broken ribs, a fracture to your jaw and a lot of bruising. We're going to keep you in overnight to keep an eye on you and make sure there isn't anything else we may have missed. All being well we should be able to discharge you tomorrow."

All the while the nurse is checking Lance's temperature and pulse. Lance looks at him and the nurse winks, he's very handsome, tall and slim and very blond, Lance thinks he looks like a surfer, the nurse winks at him again before they both leave.

"How would you like to come and live with me? Even if it doesn't work out between us I could use some company, I've been on my own for too long," Vince suggest.

Lance's eyes widen, "Really? You want me to live with you?"

"Yeah, what do you say?"

"Does that mean I get to be your full time slave?"

"If that's what you want."

"You bet that's what I want, yes, yes, yes, yes, YES!" Lance shouts causing in a pain in his chest, "Ow!"

"Careful, don't go getting so excited," Vince says.

"How can I not? I'm going to live with the fella I love."

They look at each other smiling for what seems like ages until the nurse comes back in.

"Visiting time's over I'm afraid," He says as he checks Lance's pulse again.

Vince stands up, "I'll be back in the morning to collect you, sleep well," he says and gives Lance a squeeze on his leg and with that he leaves.

The nurse takes Lance's temperature again and checks the dressings, that's when Lance gets an itch, a bad one. The problem with shaving pubic hair is that it grows back and when it does it itches like crazy, the other problem being of course having both arms in plaster means he can't scratch it.

Lance tries to move his arms but he can't get them anywhere near his groin.

"Everything alright?" the nurse asks seeing him trying to move.

"No I got an itch." lance says without thinking.

"Where?"

Lance colours up realising he has to say where it is "Er, well it's um.."

"Your pubes?" Lance goes an even brighter red as the nurse pulls back the bedclothes. "The problem with shaving is they always itch when they grow back," he says and begins to scratch at his growing pubes.

Lance groans with the relief but then to his dismay he realises he's getting an erection.

"Er, sorry," Lance says blushing again.

The nurse laughs, "Don't worry, I'd get an erection if someone touched me down there," he says, "Tell you what why don't I shave them again for you, that way they won't itch for another few days."

Lance doesn't even get a chance to reply before the nurse exits the room leaving Lance exposed, he groans when he realises the nurse has left the door open too, anyone passing would see him lying half naked with a full erection. Fortunately the nurse returns fairly quickly with some shaving foam and a razor and locks the door behind him.

The nurse wastes no time in applying the foam and rubbing it in, Lance enjoys the sensation. The nurse then lifts up his very hard cock with one hand and begins to shave his pubic region. Lance closes his eyes, he soon realises however that as the nurse is shaving him he is also wanking him, Lance is astounded that the nurse is giving him a hand job! Lance groans and pushes his head back into the pillow.

Soon the nurse has finished shaving him and wipes the excess foam away with a cloth all the time keeping hold of Lance's cock and slowly wanking him.

"How does that feel?" the nurse asks as he strokes the now smooth skin.

"Wonderful," Lance says not sure if he means his pubes or him being wanked.

Suddenly Lance feels something warm over the end of his cock and he looks down to see it disappearing into the nurses mouth. Lance throws his head back again, he can't believe he is getting a blow job from a male nurse, he groans when he feels his cock slip into the nurses throat. The nurse keeps on sucking him and Lance can feel an orgasm brewing.

"Oh God I'm gonna cum!" Lance announces, the nurse sucks more aggressively now.

Lance lets out a long high pitched groan as his cock erupts into the his mouth, the nurse swallows Lance's cum as it fills him.

"Feel better?" the nurse says pulling of Lance's now spent cock.

"Fuck yeah! Thanks."

"My pleasure," the nurse smiles, he wipes down Lance's cock then cover him back up. "I'll be back to check on you later." Then he unlocks the door and leaves.

Lance closes his eyes now exhausted, then suddenly sad as he realises he's going to attending his mother's funeral soon. Tears well up in his eyes and he cries himself to sleep.



Breaking Lance Ch. 10



The mood is mute, six men sit in Vince's lounge, all wearing dark suites.

"I felt the funeral was very touching, especially your eulogy Lance," Don says breaking the silence.

Lance stands up from the dining chair he was sitting on. Lance is wearing a suit Jacket that is five times too big for him, it was the only way of getting the sleeves over the plaster casts on his arms. He heads to the kitchen door and pauses, he looks back at Don, the bruising still very apparent on his face.

"Thanks," he says then walks into the kitchen.

Vince gets up and follow's him in the kitchen to find him at the sink staring out into the garden.

"Are you ok?" Vince asks genuinely concerned.

"Yeah I'm good," he lies sniffing back the tears.

Vince wraps his big arms round him and holds him close.

"Thanks for the shrine," Lance says looking at the shrine Vince had set up next to Anthony's for Lance's mother. Just ten minutes earlier they had scattered his mother's ashes in the garden, "She would have liked it." He adds. "You know you didn't have to cancel tonight's poker game," he says.

"No, today has been very emotional for you, it's best we spend it alone tonight." Vince replies.

Lance turns round, Vince winces at the deep purple bruising on the boys face, his heart aches at how vulnerable Lance is looking. Lance looks up at Vince with his large blue tear filled eyes. Nothing is said, nothing needs to be said, they can both feel the love for each other.

"Is everything ok?" Tim asks tentatively waking into the kitchen.

"Yes everything is fine," Lance says smiling still staring at Vince.

Vince pulls away, "I leave you two alone for a while," he says, "How about I empty your balls tonight?" He adds as he walks past Tim.

Lance's expression changes to that of pure joy, "Oh god yes please!" Tim looks at Lance quizzically, "He hasn't let me cum since I got from home from the hospital on Monday."

"But today is Friday, you haven't cum for five days?" Tim asks incredulously.

Lance shakes his head and smiles, "I guess he's taking advantage of the fact I can't jack off." he says lifting his arms. "Also he found out about the nurse giving me a blow job, says it's my punishment for letting him, as if I could have done anything about it."

"Oh you poor thing." Tim says and quickly hugs Lance. "I wish I could be the one to make you cum, I bet it'll be awesome."

"Tim you are such a good friend, I've never had such a good friend as you. You've done so much for me this past week, I don't know how to repay you, I hope we can be friends for ever."

"Oh god yeah, as long as being your friend means I get to play with your cock once in a while," Tim grins.

"You bet." he replies then kisses him tenderly.

"I must admit it was dead funny helping you piss earlier," Tim says.

"Yeah, that wouldn't have been so bad if you hadn't kept fondling me and getting me hard. Vince wasn't at all pleased that I pissed everywhere except the toilet," he replies laughing. "Taking a shit is the worst, Vince has to wipe my ass, you wanna hear him complain about it."

Tim laughs, "I'd wipe your ass any day," he replies.

The boy's head back into the lounge where Robert, Nathan and Don are standing by the door.

"Are we leaving?" Tim asks.

"Yes, get your coat," Don commands him.

"Aww, do we really have to?" Tim complains.

"They need sometime alone, come on."

Tim grabs his coat and Vince thanks them all for coming.

"Poker night next week?" Robert asks.

"Yes, sure," Vince replies and with that they all walk out of the house.

Vince returns to the lounge where Lance is smiling at him.

"Lets get this jacket off you, you look quite ridiculous in it, cute but ridiculous." Vince helps Lance out of the jacket, underneath is a shirt with the sleeves cut off. Vince giggles, "even that looks silly," he says then taking Lance completely by surprise he grabs the back of the collar and rips it cleanly off Lance's body.

"Oh!" Lance gasps then laughs. "That was kinda fun" he giggles.

Vince then unfastens Lance's belt.

"Hey what you doing?" he says.

"Time we got you naked," Vince replies.

"I don't suppose I could stop you even if I didn't have two broken arms."

"Nope."

Lance's trousers was soon round his ankles and Vince bends down to help him out of his shoes and trousers. Eventually Lance is stark naked apart from the casts on his arms and his cock is slowly rising. Vince pulls him close and kisses him passionately.

"I thought we'd just settle down and watch a film together, how does that sound?" Vince says breaking away.

"Yeah, I'd like that, can I get a drink first though?"

"Sure, coke?" Lance nods then sits down on the sofa while Vince disappears into the kitchen. He returns with a glass of coke then sitting next to Lance he holds it to his lips while he drinks.

"I feel so stupid that you have to feed and dress me like a baby," Lance says.

"Actually, I'm kind of enjoying it," Vince replies, "except having to wipe your ass."

Vince stands up and promptly undresses, then they both snuggle up to each other on the sofa while Vince turns on the TV. Lance rests his head on Vince's chest as the film starts and Vince reaches over and fondles Lance's semi hard cock soon getting it fully erect. After about ten minutes into the film it's quite obvious that neither of them are that interested in watching it. Lance notices that Vince is feeling very horny as his cock starts to swell pointing up to his face. Lance moves down and takes Vince's cock in his mouth, Vince groans as Lance's soft lips slip over his hardening tool. Soon Lance is taking Vince deep into his throat, he so loves to pleasure Vince like this. There hasn't been a single night where Lance hasn't sucked on his masters cock since he was let out of hospital.

Vince's cock is soon rock hard as it slips down Lance's throat, he groans in delight. The film is completely forgotten.

Vince then places each hand under Lance's armpits and deftly lifts him up, Lance instinctively knows what Vince wants and placing each foot either side of Vince squat's over his tool. Vince applies some lube and standing his cock up Lance lowers himself onto it.

"Oh god I love having your cock inside me," Lance pants as his sphincter opens up and slips over Vince's cock.

Without the use of his hands Lance has trouble keeping balance so Vince places his arms around Lance to hold him then stands up, his cock sliding all the way into Lance's rectum, Lance yelps at the sudden invasion. Vince then turns round and lowers him down onto the sofa then grabbing each of his legs lifts them so they are pressing into his chest. From this position Vince now rams his cock deep into Lance.

"Oh yeah, fuck me hard big man! I love the way you fill me!" Lance pants, his own cock is now leaking precum and smearing his stomach.

Vince slides his cock completely out and watches the gaping hole left by his cock slowly shrink closed before ramming his cock deep inside Lance again. He does this several times causing Lance to grunt loudly as he rams his cock home on each stroke. Soon Vince is fucking his boy hard.

"Oh fuck yeah, I'm going to shoot inside you!" Vince pants.

"URRGH! Yeah! Shoot your URRGH! spunk in me! I want URRGH! you to fill me!" Lance replies.

Lance watches his master as his well defined muscles tense, his veins start to bulge, he can tell Vince has reached the point of no return.

"URRRRGHHH! FUCK! I'M CUMMMMINNNNG!" Vince shouts as his whole body spasms and his cock delivers it's load deep inside Lance's bowels.

Lance can feel the huge cock pulsate in his ass as it fills him with cum. Finally spent Vince collapses on top of Lance panting heavily.

"I love you so much," Lance says as their lips meet to kiss.

"I love you too," Vince replies and they kiss passionately.

"Time to make good my promise," Vince states as he breaks the kiss.

He sits back down on the sofa then pulls Lance across his lap. Lance's back is now arched over Vince, his groin directly inline with him. Lance pushes his head back in to a cushion and flexes his cock anticipating Vince's touch. He sighs as Vince pours on some lube. Standing his cock up Vince then slowly, very slowly strokes the length of Lance's very hard cock with just his forefinger and thumb.

Lance groans, "Faster please."

"Be quiet or I'll have to gag you," Vince commands.

Lance groans again but says nothing.

Vince gets back into watching the film as he tantalisingly edges Lance, Vince has been doing this every night since he came back from hospital but has never let him cum. He would bring Lance close to an orgasm only to deny him the release, repeating the process over and over. Only after a couple of hours of constant edging would he stop. Lance's balls would ache at not getting their release.

Vince is doing the same again, Lance would tense and just before he would reach the peak of an orgasm Vince would stop and hold his cock tight at the base, denying him the release. Lance is pleading with him but Vince is steadfast with his teasing.

Vince brings Lance close to orgasm at least ten times during the film and Lance is now pleading with Vince to let him cum.

"Pleee-huh-eee-huh-eease! Make me cum!" He moans.

Lance can't believe how hard his cock is and how much precum is drooling out. Vince is expertly keeping Lance teetering on the edge, Lance feels his body tingling all over, his nipples are rock hard, his ball sack has totally withdrawn inside. He wonders if there is such a thing as too much ecstasy, he doesn't know if he can take anymore.

Eventually the film comes to an end and as the final credits roll up Vince continues his painfully slow assault on Lance's cock, this time he keeps on stroking. Lance is now trembling as his orgasm is finally bought to a head.

"UURRGGHHH! FUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKK! ARRRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHH! GOD! I'M CUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG!" he screams as his body tenses up like steel. His cock twitches and a bolt of spunk blasts out with tremendous force, it shoots a good six feet in the air almost hitting the ceiling.

"Wow!" Vince gasps impressed with the power in Lance's ejaculation.

Lance is screaming as his body ejects his seed each spurt flying high in the air to finally land on his face, chest and stomach, some even lands on the sofa. Vince continues to stroke Lance's cock as his orgasm subsides. 

"I have never seen anyone cum like that before!" Vince laughs, "how was it for you?"

"Un fucking believable!" Lance pants, "It was soooo intense."

Lance starts to wince now as his cock becomes more sensitive.

"Urrrgghh! You can stop now," he protests but Vince keeps on stroking. "Arrrghh! Stop! Please!" Lance starts to buck to get away but Vince holds him firm still stroking his sensitive cock. "ARRGHH! HAHAHAH! STOOOOP! HAHAHAHA! BAD SIR, BAD SIR! ARRRRGHHH HAHAHAHA!" Vince can't help but giggle at Lances fits of laughter as he writhes on his lap but eventually he lets up.

Vince lifts up Lance and sitting him on his lap kisses him tenderly tasting the cum on his face.

"That was amazing, thank you Sir," Lance says and snuggles his head into Vince's neck. Vince hugs him tight, at that moment he feels at peace.

Suddenly Vince can feel a wetness on his neck and he realises that Lance is crying.

"What's wrong?" he asks concerned.

"I've lost everything, but I think I've found where I belong," he replies.

"So why the tears?"

"I dunno, I just feel so happy right now, I never want this feeling to end."

"I guess they're tears of joy then."

"Damn I wish I could hug you right now, curse these casts."

Vince laughs, "you've got them for another couple of weeks yet, I guess I get to have my wicked way with you for a bit longer."

"Does that mean I stop being your slave once these casts come off?" Lance asks sounding concerned.

"God no, why do you think I have the dungeon, this is just the beginning," Vince replies.

Lance smiles, "I like being at your mercy."