Tamed

Previously:

All of the emotions, those he'd embraced, and those he'd pushed deep down, now flooded Jason's head. It was all too much. He lay under the weight of his new man, still plugged full of the massive cock and copious amounts of cum, unable to reclaim the control of himself. Tyler's loving touch slowly calmed him, and together, their breathing slowed. Nothing would ever be the same from this point forward. Tyler took a large piece of him, and now he held it effortlessly in the palm of his hand.

Jason's eyes fluttered open. Slowly the room came into focus. He was watching himself wake up. The reflection in the mirror on his bedroom wall revealed a disheveled man. His hair was wildly tousled, eyes red. The bare mounds of his ass rose behind him, now a dark shade of red. He dragged his arm up to his face and wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth.

The dull ache inside Jason's lower bowels triggered a crash of memories. His face reddened to match his ass as he recalled the events of the day. The way he submitted so easily. The severity of the pounding he endured. The way he'd begged for it. That boy had turned him into an eager slut for his monster cock. It seemed impossible, but the pain in his loosened hole and the ooze of foreign cum from it made it all undeniable. He took a breath, hoping Tyler was gone now. He needed to process.

The sudden awareness of his dry throat moved Jason to finally pry himself from the softness of his bed. As he slowly stood, steadying his wobbly legs, he tried to straighten his body and shake off the fatigue. He swayed slightly, surprised by the extent of his weakness.

The hulking man was yanked suddenly from his thoughts by Tyler's voice. "Oh good! You're up!" Jason jerked his head to the bedroom doorway and recognized the lean, smooth figure before him. Was he taller now? It must be in his head. Tyler stood there in nothing but the thin shorts he'd arrived in. His bare, sculpted body was truly beautiful. His shorts hung low below his chiseled abs, but still managed to cover very little of his hairless defined legs. The outline of the young man's enormous shaft snaked down the left side, pushing the material away from his body. Its unmistakable head nearly peeked out from the bottom. It was obvious now the young stud's small briefs had concealed the true grandeur of his package when Jason first noticed his bulge in the parking lot.

A chuckle from Tyler stirred Jason from his thoughts. He realized he was staring longingly at the cock just out of sight. Blushing, he watched the young stud close the distance between them and extend his arm. For the first time he realized Tyler had a glass of water in his hand. "Here. I thought you might need this." Jason quietly accepted the water and felt the cool liquid coating his throat as he hungrily swallowed it all.

"Man, you are a thirsty one, huh?" Tyler gave Jason a cocky wink and watched the man redden further. "You feeling OK, Big Guy? I know that was a lot for you."

A lump in Jason's throat nearly prevented him from speaking. He was suddenly more aware of his appearance. His dick had begun to harden in his underwear due to his fixation on Tyler's thinly veiled monster, and now he felt it swimming in his still soaked boxer briefs. The cool air on his ass reminded him that those briefs were pulled down under his sizable butt. With his free hand he reached back to cover himself, wincing a bit as the material dragged across the blistered mounds.

Tyler was loving every second of Jason's ordeal. He could only imagine all the conflicting thoughts and emotions swirling around in his mind. The man was a meek giant now. Nothing like the self-assured twink-slayer he first saw at the gym. Gently, he reached up and took Jason's face in his hand. "Hey. It's OK. You can just tell me what's on your mind." He guided the broken man to his bed and they sat together.

Tyler looked at Jason's face, as Jason looked down at the floor. Finally, the older man raised his head just a bit, still not making eye contact. "Honestly, I'm kind of embarrassed. This isn't normally who I am. I mean, I think you know that. It's just that it was all new to me."

Resting his hand on Jason's shoulder, Tyler spoke with a tone of controlled reassurance. "I know. I also know how much you enjoyed it. You really shouldn't beat yourself up about it. You're a big, strong man, Jason. A real daddy. Any boy would be lucky to be yours. You know I'm right."

Jason looked into Tyler's eyes, his face softened now. The compliment felt good at a time he really needed to hear it. But Tyler wasn't finished. "You should know better than most that there's always a man more alpha out there. I'm sure you've broken a few tops. You just got too cocky. You thought that couldn't happen to you. You thought a guy like me could never do that."

The broken beast felt his heart drop. He knew Tyler was right. He couldn't let this be the end of it though. "Look, I let my guard down, and we had a good time. This was a one-time deal. I'm not gonna turn into some muscle bottom for you just because I had one moment of weakness."

Tyler pulled back, looking a bit confused. "Who said anything about that? Is that what you want? You want to be my new daddy bottom?"

Jason stopped breathing for a moment, realizing his jumbled thoughts had made their way out of his mouth.

Smiling at Jason's deepening struggle, Tyler pushed further. "Like I said, you did really good. That's the best ass I've had in a long time... maybe ever. If you want to take this further, I'll definitely consider it."

The older man was humbled. Not only had he given up his ass to this smooth younger guy, but now he was being told he might not even be worthy of doing it again. More shocking was his own disappointment. He should be relieved to hear Tyler express indifference. He should be driving the guy back to his car in the gym parking lot right now, never to be seen again. Instead, he began to wrestle with his desire to keep this going. He wanted to find out what happened next. Though his hole was battered and aching, the truth was he wanted more of that dick. More than that, he just wanted more of Tyler in general.

Tyler let Jason fight with himself for a minute before he spoke up again. "Look, this seems like too much for you. I thought you could handle it. You're a lot of fun, but I can't be YOUR daddy. I'll grab my shirt, and you can just take me back to my car. Sorry to fuck you up bro."

Jason was stunned. He'd had this very conversation with guys before, but he'd never been on the receiving end of it. He'd left guys in shambles, because they weren't mentally ready for the world Jason opened up to them. He wasn't even sure where some were now. Others had become fuck buddies, and some were lucky enough to be lovers for a while. One thing the man knew was he couldn't be one of those weak men he'd left broken. He was stronger than that. He could handle whatever was thrown at him. It was just sex, after all! Why was he being such a bitch about it? As all these thoughts swirled around in his head, Jason straightened his back and pulled himself together.

While Jason was tormenting himself, Tyler had turned and scooped his wrinkled tank top from the floor. It dangled loosely from his hand now. With renewed confidence, Jason stopped him. "Wait. I'm not weak. Like I said, this is just new. I don't know what it means, or if it really means anything. I do know I'm not ready for you to just walk away. Can we just take a breath here? Let me take you to dinner, or something."

A smile began to form on Tyler's face. There it was. The need for more was stronger than Jason's pride. The man could justify it however he wanted, for now. Tyler's mighty cock had done its job. "OK. If that's what you really want. I'm willing to hang around a little longer. But the minute you start to flake out on me, I'm out. Understand?" His cockiness was growing now, and he knew how Jason would respond.

"I'm not gonna flake. I don't do that. We don't really know each other. Let's just have a meal, and talk a little. I know you like me too. If you didn't, you'd already be gone. Just give me a minute to wrap my head around all this, OK?"

"Yeah, that's fair." Tyler had Jason firmly in his grasp now, but he knew to play it cool until the man surrendered his mind as fully as he'd already surrendered his body. "It's just now lunchtime though. Let's go grab a sandwich or something. You pick the place."

Jason was relieved. "Thanks. There's a decent place downstairs we could go." He paused, looking down at himself. "I need to shower off first."

Tyler shook his head. "Nah, you're fine, Daddy. Just lose that wet underwear and let's go."

Not wanting to say anything to make Tyler question the situation any further, Jason nodded and walked to his closet. Tyler followed, watching the older man shyly peel his soaked boxer briefs from his body. He tried to use them to wipe himself off, but he only managed to smear both men's juices all around his ass and crotch. He dropped the used underwear in the hamper and slid into a fresh pair. They felt more snug and dry, even though he was still a mess underneath.

"OK, now get dressed. I'm hungry!" Tyler walked back into the bedroom, dropping his shorts. Jason was mesmerized by what he saw. Tyler's slender neck sat atop well-defined shoulders. His back muscles framed the deep crevice holding his spine, and led straight down to the thick, muscled globes of his perfect, hairless ass. Jason had been so certain that bubble butt would be milking his dick today. Now, he'd be happy to just earn the privilege of burying his face in it. Tyler bent to step into his underwear, and Jason honed in on the widening space in between his cheeks, hoping for just a glimpse of Tyler's hole. As the cheeks separated, the boy's pucker almost came into view, but then the little briefs slid up and over the young, tight mounds. Tyler turned around..

Now, Jason was staring at the enormous cock that had claimed his hole and thrown his mind into a spiral. From its thick root, Tyler's cock jutted out from his body, before falling limp and heavy between his legs. The young man smiled as he grabbed it and began to stuff it into his underwear. Then he stopped suddenly. "You wanna taste it again, don't you, Daddy?"

Jason looked up at Tyler's face, seeing the young man smirk at him. He nodded. "I don't know what it is. It's just so beautiful."

Tyler motioned for the man to kneel in front of him, and Jason complied immediately. The younger man planted his hand on the back of Jason's head and guided him to his monster. The former alpha opened his mouth as he approached the growing cock. Taking it in, his lips wrapped around it, the taste of both men filled his senses. Remembering his earlier actions, Jason felt it hardly made sense to hold back now. If anything, impressing the boy with his cocksucking skills might keep this new situation going a bit longer. The man began to bob up and down on Tyler's dick. He used his tongue to caress the bottom of the shaft. Tyler moaned and allowed Jason to worship his cock. He could feel how eager the man was to please, and that alone was amazing. He was impressed with the skills of a man he was certain hadn't had the pleasure of many cocks in his mouth before today.

After a couple minutes, Tyler suddenly pulled free of Jason's mouth and covered his throbbing dick with his briefs. The material now looked to be hanging together for dear life. He grabbed his shorts and started to dress. "Good, Daddy. You really are showing me you want it."

Jason, dick aching in his own underwear, looked up from his knees. Catching his breath, the man was experiencing the mind-altering feeling of pride through humility. "Thank you." The words came so easy, he almost didn't realize he'd uttered them. He stood and wiped his mouth. In a bit of a daze, he quickly dressed.

Looking at each other, they both laughed. The pair were bulging obscenely in their clothes. The air seemed to clear with light-hearted giggling. Tyler moved things along by slapping Jason's chino-clad ass, eliciting a yelp, before he walked out of the bedroom. Jason took a deep breath, willing his dick to soften. Then he followed Tyler, grabbing his keys on his way out.

The men relaxed more as they rode the elevator down to The Big Pickle, their appetites now coming into focus. Jason was giving Tyler the rundown of the menu, as they approached the counter. "Hey, Nico! I think I'll have the meatball today."

Tyler ordered a salad, as the man behind the counter ogled him. Jason stepped up to pay for both meals. Just as they retrieved their food and turned to find a table, a familiar voice rang out. "Jason! Fancy meeting you here!"

Jason recognized the voice as Steve, his next door neighbor. He threw a hand up to acknowledge the man. "Hey, Steve! How's Brenda?"

"Still out of town, at her folks. It's packed in here. Come sit!"

Jason wasn't keen to share lunch with his sometimes cocksucking neighbor and the guy that just busted his hole open. He looked around, but no empty tables were in sight. Resigned to his fate, he thanked Steve, and he and Tyler joined the man.

As soon as they sat, Tyler switched food with Jason and began to unwrap his newly acquired sandwich. Before Jason could protest Steve spoke up again. "So, Jason. How do you know Tyler?"

Jason couldn't hide the shock on his reddening face. He glanced over at Tyler, who was taking his first bite of delicious meatball sub. The guy was clearly not planning to offer him any help. As Tyler chewed, he watched in amusement as Jason stirred uncomfortably. "Oh, uh... we go to the same gym." Happy he was able to pull himself together quickly, Jason then pondered the obvious follow-up inquiry. "How do you two know each other?"

Tyler's smile grew as he took another bite. Steve chuckled. "Well, we don't go to the same gym." Tyler shared in his laugh, wiping a bit of marinara from his face. "Let's just say I know him much the same way I know you." The realization set in for Jason that his neighbor wasn't just hungry for his cock. The man must be sucking a lot of dick when his wife was away.

Jason was a bit stunned. Unsure of what his neighbor must be thinking. He didn't have to wait long to find out. "I heard a lot of noise this morning. Are you remodeling?" The question was innocent, but the look on Steve's face wasn't. That, coupled with the nature of the sounds that must have carried through the walls, made Jason stare down at his untouched salad. "Hey, bro. It's OK. That thing is huge, isn't it?"

The former alpha felt two sets of eyes staring at him, waiting for an answer. He wasn't about to lose his reputation this easily, though. He couldn't bear the idea of his next door neighbor thinking he was some cocksucker. "Hey, man. It's not like that."

Tyler grabbed Jason's wrist. "What's it like, then?" The older man looked into his eyes, silently pleading. But Tyler stared blankly at him, obviously expecting an answer. Jason stumbled over his words, searching for a way to maintain his image without angering Tyler. Finally, he hung his head and sighed. "Yeah, it's big." His admission had a strange effect on his dick. He felt it stir instantly. Jason was confused. The humiliation of admitting to one of his own cocksuckers he'd just been sucking Tyler's superior meat seemed to be arousing him.

"Yeah, I know!" Steve was getting excited now. "It's been a while since he's let me have it. I guess I didn't realize he was giving it to you instead. I didn't know you were into that, Jason."

Tyler jumped in. "He's almost as good as you, Steve! You'd be surprised."

Jason was mortified. His whole body was on fire with shame. They were now talking about his cocksucking skills, as if it was perfectly normal. As the man tried to gather himself, the other two shared a couple laughs and memories. Their voices were slowly growing louder as they recalled some of their favorite meetings. Apparently, most of their encounters happened in Steve's condo, but there had been a few riskier meetings. The park across the street, the lobby bathroom, by the pool.

"Hey! Do you really want to have this conversation here, in public?" Jason wasn't sure he could handle any more exposure than what he'd already experienced today.

Tyler looked around. It seemed no one was listening, but he acknowledged the point. "You're right. Hey, Steve. What are you doing now? Wanna come back upstairs?"

Both of the older men looked wide-eyed at Tyler. One was clearly more excited by the idea than the other, however. Steve spoke first. "Nothing I can't do later. I'd love to join you!"

Jason squeezed Tyler's leg under the table. "Oh, I don't know if that's a good idea."

Tyler shot Jason a dirty look. "Oh, you wanna just take me home then?"

The man sighed. "No. I mean... I guess it's fine."

Tyler and Steve exchanged an amused glance, before the younger man pointed at Jason's salad. "I guess you weren't hungry after all. Why don't you just get that to go. We're both finished."

Without further objection, Jason left the table to get a box for his food. He was a ball of nerves now. Unsure of what was about to happen, he felt trapped. He could just send Tyler on his way, but that wouldn't change the fact the cat was out of the bag with his neighbor. If Tyler left now, he'd most likely lose his chance with the guy, and he was afraid he'd be too awkward to keep Steve on as his backup cocksucker. The alternative was submitting to whatever Tyler was cooking up in his devious mind for the three of them. Somehow, the excitement of that unknown seemed to be the better option at the moment.

Returning to the table, Jason was greeted with two obviously horny men. They stood and made their way to the elevator. The ride up was quiet, but charged with sexual tension. With trembling hands, Jason opened the door to his condo and led the men inside.

As soon as the door closed behind them, Steve began to undress. He'd obviously done this numerous times with Tyler. Jason suddenly realized he'd never seen the man naked. Usually, he just texted Steve when he needed a convenient mouth, and his neighbor just dropped to his knees and took care of business. It wasn't a reciprocal relationship, and they both seemed to enjoy it that way. Now, Steve, who was about Tyler's height but Jason's age, was stripping down right here in the living room. As he was kicking off his shoes, Steve quickly stripped his shirt from his body, which was less defined and hairy than Jason's, but still quite respectable. A light dusting of hair across his chest tapered into a trail that led into his pants. Those pants were being pushed quickly down and off Steve's feet, leaving him in a pair of dress socks and white briefs, bulging a bit with excitement. They didn't remain on long. Steve made quick work of removing his socks and then stood to quickly strip his briefs down his hairy legs. Returning upright, the man stood naked in front of Jason and Tyler. His thick body was fit and very attractive, but his dick didn't fit the rest of the package. Pointing painfully up at a 45 degree angle, it stood at half the length of Jason's, at best, and was quite thin. Now Jason knew why Steve had always been so obsessed with his cock. He was enormous compared to the sexually confused man. Jason began to wonder how satisfied Brenda could possibly be.

"Well? What are you waiting for?" Jason realized both men were staring at him in anticipation. Accepting his fate, Jason began to strip off. By the time he was naked, his own shaft was almost at full mast. A mixture of general sexual excitement and embarrassment of not only the situation, but his odorous, messy crotch, pushed Jason back into a state of horny confusion.

Steve was clearly excited by what he saw. He stepped closer and reached for Jason's dick, but Tyler stopped him. "That's not what you're here for. You know what to do."