Texas 15
Just a reminder folks, this is told out of order...Rock on! MC
Title: Texas
Fandom: Slave fic
Summary: One cold ruthless man and two hot little slaves
Rating: NC-17, Adult, FRAO, and any other rating that says not for kiddies!!
Texas sighed and tugged on his tie. He had to do this once a year. Once a year only and the bitch could go back to her life and he would go back to his.
“Salvatore,” The distinguished silver haired gentleman pulled Alonzo in and brushed a gentle kiss against both cheeks.
“Papa,” Alonzo smiled and returned the gesture.
“And my bebe, Traviata.” She was a tall, almost androgynous woman. She accepted her father’s kiss with a gracious air. The aristrocrat barely contained his sneer. “Donovan.”
Texas nodded his head. He hated the old goat as much as the bitch did. But it was over, the elder Alonzo made his way through the crowd of his birthday celebration.
“So how’s your little pussy?” Traviata asked with a snort.
“I could ask the same about your butch cunt.” Texas replied.
“Touché, Papa wants to know when you are going to breed me.”
“When hell freezes over.”
The woman’s full, thick lips curved. “My sentiments exactly, I’m going back to find Alex. Same time next year?”
Texas gave her a bored stare.
“You know it was your marriage that cemented your position as Carnegie’s successor.” Salvatore Alonzo said almost lazily, handing Texas a glass of champagne.
Texas did not reply. He had a belly full of Alonzos.
“I have a request, old friend.” The younger Alonzo smiled and shook some dignitary’s hand.
Better him than me, Texas thought in annoyance. “What?”
“I want the boy again. He is very exquisite.”
Texas raised an eyebrow. “You have never asked for one of my boys more than once, old friend.” He sneered.
“I am intrigued.” Alonzo said with an elegant shrug. “I will make it worth your while.”
“A session?”
“No, I want him for the week. I have some business to attend to in Rome. I would like to take him as my companion.” He held his breath.
“Five million.”
“Done.”
Texas shrugged his shoulders restlessly. He wanted his Kitten.
*~*
His Kitten was stiff in his arms. Texas sighed and pushed the boy back so he could read his expressions. “It’s only for a week. If he is harmed then the man’s life is forfeit.”
A delicate blonde brow raised in question.
“Alonzo, all right? It’s Alonzo.” His Kitten seemed to sigh in relief. When he filled his palm with the boy’s blonde hair, he pressed into Texas’ hand. “I guess that meets with your approval.”
His Kitten nodded his head. Texas could read concern and acceptance in the boy’s features. “He leaves in the morning. Would you like some time with him?”
His Kitten kissed him deeply, the quiet purr emanating from his chest.
*~*
The Puppy knelt at his master’s feet with his fingers curled around his collar, his collar that Texas had bestowed on him after his fisting.
“You have questions?” Texas remarked.
“I don’t understand, master. My job, my calendar?” The boy’s brow was furrowed.
“You will be doing your job. Alonzo wants a companion for his trip. He is paying top dollar for your services.” Texas ran a soothing hand through the dark silky hair.
The boy trembled and pressed into the man’s thigh. “I have a surprise for you.” The boy raised frightened eyes.
The man stepped back to reveal his brother smiling in the doorway. “We want you in our bed this evening.” The boy had to squeeze his eyes shut to keep tears from falling.
*~*
Kyle was plastered to his front and his master watched him from over his brother’s creamy shoulder. Slender fingers were wrapped around his cock and from the look of bliss in the violet eyes; their master was in Kyle’s ass.
Texas reached across his Kitten to touch his Puppy. They were stunning together, their faces mirroring their pleasure. Why hadn’t they done this before now? Sure he had made the Puppy watch as he fucked his Kitten, but he had never allowed the boy in their bed.
As he slowly rode his Kitten, he watched the various emotions cross the dark haired boy’s face. Texas covered his Kitten’s small hand and controlled the stroking motion on his Puppy’s cock. It felt like he was fucking his Puppy through his Kitten.
“Let me hear you,” the man commanded and the boy’s lips parted as he groaned and pushed into the hands holding him.
Texas buried his nose into his Kitten’s neck, listening to the sounds of passion. He closed his eyes and imagined it was his Kitten crying out for release.
“Cum, Puppy,” He ordered breathlessly. The boy arched into his release, his cry bordering on a scream.
His Kitten instinctively tightened around his master’s cock as he gathered his brother close. Texas bit his shoulder when he came. Feeling the sexual high and his master’s kiss, the blonde shuddered out his release against his brother.
They were in a sweaty, sated heap. Texas and the Puppy grinned at the rumbling purr that vibrated the blonde’s chest.
*~*
Paul was confused.
Alonzo dressed him in soft black pants and a tight black shirt the bared his midriff. His feet were encased in soft sandals.
The man allowed him to walk not crawl. He was constantly tugged into strong arms.
His confusion came from the man being distracted by his collar. The first night they fucked, Alonzo put his hand across the boy’s throat. Paul’s heart seized but he realized that there was no pressure. It was like the man was using his hand as a makeshift collar around his throat.
Instead of keeping him locked away in his bedroom, Alonso wanted him at his side. He was constantly pointing out landmarks and other items of interest. When they ate, whether in the penthouse or a fine restaurant, the man held him in his lap and fed him from his hand.
It was almost like the way Texas treated Kyle and Paul was unsure of how he felt about that.
He felt the hand in his hair and looked up obediently. Alonzo smiled and kissed him gently. “You are a thousand miles away, beautiful. No, no don’t tense up, come here.” He was pulled into the comforting lap and he arched under the hand touching his body.
“You can speak freely with me, beautiful. What are you thinking about?” Alonzo pushed his hair off his forehead.
“My master, sir,” Paul trembled when the hand in his hair tightened, not quite in a painful tug.
“Oh? Anything in particular?”
“You remind me of him, sir.” Paul answered honestly. He bit his lip when Alonzo frowned. “You are a lot like him in the way he treats my bro…the Kitten.” The hand relaxed.
Alonzo nuzzled his neck and nipped it gently. “I know that you are brothers, you are both very lovely boys.”
Paul had to muffle his sigh into the man’s shoulder when he was lifted and carried to the bed. Alonzo sat his side content to touch him and watch him. Paul had never felt such scrutiny outside of his master.
“Look at me, beautiful.” Paul met the intense gaze. “I want to do something but I don’t want to frighten you. If it is too much, tell me.”
Alonzo trailed narrow fingers across Paul’s collar and gently released the clasp. He lifted it away and sat it aside. He then lowered himself and pressed gentle kisses to the sensitive bared flesh. The boy began to shake. Alonso lay beside the boy and pulled him into his arms.
“Shhh, it’s alright, beautiful. Talk to me.”
“I don’t know, sir, I, I,” Paul stuttered and burrowed deeper into the man’s embrace.
“I will put it back on if you wish,” Alonzo said carefully. “I would just like to take you without his mark on you. A going away present if you like, we will be returning to stateside tomorrow.” He ran a steady hand up and down the boy’s slender back.
Paul pulled back and covered his bare throat with his hands. It was so strange. And yet he did not want to disappoint the man that held him, the man who used his body so tenderly, the man who ripped such pleasure out of his body.
He reached out and cupped Alonzo’s face in his small hands. The man groaned and kissed him deeply. He was pushed onto his back. He cried out when Alonzo took his cock into his mouth. Only Alonzo, he would suck him like no other client would. He came hard and panted. It was one of the man’s few directives for the week. He did not want Paul holding back his orgasm or his responses.
The man seemed intent on touching every inch of his skin. He spent so much time lapping at the boy’s nipples that a needy whine wrenched out of the boy’s throat.
Paul buried his fingers into the soft blonde hair and cried out, “Please sir, please... just please.” He nearly cried as the wet, lube slick fingers began to probe his body.
It was the same every time Alonzo took him, the exquisite pleasure of being filled and touched. The man would take him to the edge over and over again, until the slow slide of the thick cock in his body was almost unbearable.
Alonzo cupped the back of his neck and quickened his thrusts. Paul was mesmerized when the man’s eyes screwed shut and his lips parted in a quiet gasp. The boy could feel the molten heat of release and his body responded, painting the man’s stomach with his cum.
He lay in the man’s arms. Alonzo kneaded his ass and rubbed his back until his eyes fluttered close. He thought he was dreaming when he heard the man whisper. “I wish you were mine.”
Title: Texas
Fandom: Slave fic
Summary: One cold ruthless man and two hot little slaves
Rating: NC-17, Adult, FRAO, and any other rating that says not for kiddies!!
Texas sighed and tugged on his tie. He had to do this once a year. Once a year only and the bitch could go back to her life and he would go back to his.
“Salvatore,” The distinguished silver haired gentleman pulled Alonzo in and brushed a gentle kiss against both cheeks.
“Papa,” Alonzo smiled and returned the gesture.
“And my bebe, Traviata.” She was a tall, almost androgynous woman. She accepted her father’s kiss with a gracious air. The aristrocrat barely contained his sneer. “Donovan.”
Texas nodded his head. He hated the old goat as much as the bitch did. But it was over, the elder Alonzo made his way through the crowd of his birthday celebration.
“So how’s your little pussy?” Traviata asked with a snort.
“I could ask the same about your butch cunt.” Texas replied.
“Touché, Papa wants to know when you are going to breed me.”
“When hell freezes over.”
The woman’s full, thick lips curved. “My sentiments exactly, I’m going back to find Alex. Same time next year?”
Texas gave her a bored stare.
“You know it was your marriage that cemented your position as Carnegie’s successor.” Salvatore Alonzo said almost lazily, handing Texas a glass of champagne.
Texas did not reply. He had a belly full of Alonzos.
“I have a request, old friend.” The younger Alonzo smiled and shook some dignitary’s hand.
Better him than me, Texas thought in annoyance. “What?”
“I want the boy again. He is very exquisite.”
Texas raised an eyebrow. “You have never asked for one of my boys more than once, old friend.” He sneered.
“I am intrigued.” Alonzo said with an elegant shrug. “I will make it worth your while.”
“A session?”
“No, I want him for the week. I have some business to attend to in Rome. I would like to take him as my companion.” He held his breath.
“Five million.”
“Done.”
Texas shrugged his shoulders restlessly. He wanted his Kitten.
*~*
His Kitten was stiff in his arms. Texas sighed and pushed the boy back so he could read his expressions. “It’s only for a week. If he is harmed then the man’s life is forfeit.”
A delicate blonde brow raised in question.
“Alonzo, all right? It’s Alonzo.” His Kitten seemed to sigh in relief. When he filled his palm with the boy’s blonde hair, he pressed into Texas’ hand. “I guess that meets with your approval.”
His Kitten nodded his head. Texas could read concern and acceptance in the boy’s features. “He leaves in the morning. Would you like some time with him?”
His Kitten kissed him deeply, the quiet purr emanating from his chest.
*~*
The Puppy knelt at his master’s feet with his fingers curled around his collar, his collar that Texas had bestowed on him after his fisting.
“You have questions?” Texas remarked.
“I don’t understand, master. My job, my calendar?” The boy’s brow was furrowed.
“You will be doing your job. Alonzo wants a companion for his trip. He is paying top dollar for your services.” Texas ran a soothing hand through the dark silky hair.
The boy trembled and pressed into the man’s thigh. “I have a surprise for you.” The boy raised frightened eyes.
The man stepped back to reveal his brother smiling in the doorway. “We want you in our bed this evening.” The boy had to squeeze his eyes shut to keep tears from falling.
*~*
Kyle was plastered to his front and his master watched him from over his brother’s creamy shoulder. Slender fingers were wrapped around his cock and from the look of bliss in the violet eyes; their master was in Kyle’s ass.
Texas reached across his Kitten to touch his Puppy. They were stunning together, their faces mirroring their pleasure. Why hadn’t they done this before now? Sure he had made the Puppy watch as he fucked his Kitten, but he had never allowed the boy in their bed.
As he slowly rode his Kitten, he watched the various emotions cross the dark haired boy’s face. Texas covered his Kitten’s small hand and controlled the stroking motion on his Puppy’s cock. It felt like he was fucking his Puppy through his Kitten.
“Let me hear you,” the man commanded and the boy’s lips parted as he groaned and pushed into the hands holding him.
Texas buried his nose into his Kitten’s neck, listening to the sounds of passion. He closed his eyes and imagined it was his Kitten crying out for release.
“Cum, Puppy,” He ordered breathlessly. The boy arched into his release, his cry bordering on a scream.
His Kitten instinctively tightened around his master’s cock as he gathered his brother close. Texas bit his shoulder when he came. Feeling the sexual high and his master’s kiss, the blonde shuddered out his release against his brother.
They were in a sweaty, sated heap. Texas and the Puppy grinned at the rumbling purr that vibrated the blonde’s chest.
*~*
Paul was confused.
Alonzo dressed him in soft black pants and a tight black shirt the bared his midriff. His feet were encased in soft sandals.
The man allowed him to walk not crawl. He was constantly tugged into strong arms.
His confusion came from the man being distracted by his collar. The first night they fucked, Alonzo put his hand across the boy’s throat. Paul’s heart seized but he realized that there was no pressure. It was like the man was using his hand as a makeshift collar around his throat.
Instead of keeping him locked away in his bedroom, Alonso wanted him at his side. He was constantly pointing out landmarks and other items of interest. When they ate, whether in the penthouse or a fine restaurant, the man held him in his lap and fed him from his hand.
It was almost like the way Texas treated Kyle and Paul was unsure of how he felt about that.
He felt the hand in his hair and looked up obediently. Alonzo smiled and kissed him gently. “You are a thousand miles away, beautiful. No, no don’t tense up, come here.” He was pulled into the comforting lap and he arched under the hand touching his body.
“You can speak freely with me, beautiful. What are you thinking about?” Alonzo pushed his hair off his forehead.
“My master, sir,” Paul trembled when the hand in his hair tightened, not quite in a painful tug.
“Oh? Anything in particular?”
“You remind me of him, sir.” Paul answered honestly. He bit his lip when Alonzo frowned. “You are a lot like him in the way he treats my bro…the Kitten.” The hand relaxed.
Alonzo nuzzled his neck and nipped it gently. “I know that you are brothers, you are both very lovely boys.”
Paul had to muffle his sigh into the man’s shoulder when he was lifted and carried to the bed. Alonzo sat his side content to touch him and watch him. Paul had never felt such scrutiny outside of his master.
“Look at me, beautiful.” Paul met the intense gaze. “I want to do something but I don’t want to frighten you. If it is too much, tell me.”
Alonzo trailed narrow fingers across Paul’s collar and gently released the clasp. He lifted it away and sat it aside. He then lowered himself and pressed gentle kisses to the sensitive bared flesh. The boy began to shake. Alonso lay beside the boy and pulled him into his arms.
“Shhh, it’s alright, beautiful. Talk to me.”
“I don’t know, sir, I, I,” Paul stuttered and burrowed deeper into the man’s embrace.
“I will put it back on if you wish,” Alonzo said carefully. “I would just like to take you without his mark on you. A going away present if you like, we will be returning to stateside tomorrow.” He ran a steady hand up and down the boy’s slender back.
Paul pulled back and covered his bare throat with his hands. It was so strange. And yet he did not want to disappoint the man that held him, the man who used his body so tenderly, the man who ripped such pleasure out of his body.
He reached out and cupped Alonzo’s face in his small hands. The man groaned and kissed him deeply. He was pushed onto his back. He cried out when Alonzo took his cock into his mouth. Only Alonzo, he would suck him like no other client would. He came hard and panted. It was one of the man’s few directives for the week. He did not want Paul holding back his orgasm or his responses.
The man seemed intent on touching every inch of his skin. He spent so much time lapping at the boy’s nipples that a needy whine wrenched out of the boy’s throat.
Paul buried his fingers into the soft blonde hair and cried out, “Please sir, please... just please.” He nearly cried as the wet, lube slick fingers began to probe his body.
It was the same every time Alonzo took him, the exquisite pleasure of being filled and touched. The man would take him to the edge over and over again, until the slow slide of the thick cock in his body was almost unbearable.
Alonzo cupped the back of his neck and quickened his thrusts. Paul was mesmerized when the man’s eyes screwed shut and his lips parted in a quiet gasp. The boy could feel the molten heat of release and his body responded, painting the man’s stomach with his cum.
He lay in the man’s arms. Alonzo kneaded his ass and rubbed his back until his eyes fluttered close. He thought he was dreaming when he heard the man whisper. “I wish you were mine.”