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"Down! We have a guest!"
Aizawa commanded as he heard the doorbell ring and immediately the naked Boy lifted himself off the dark haired man's cock and went down onto the floor on his hands and knees.
Aizawa stood up from his big, dark armchair, his cock still hanging out of his pants.
"Clean."
He ordered with his booming, rough voice. He wasn't a man of many words, and Hitoshi had understood that by now. But it made it easy for the slave to understand what his master wanted.
He got up on his knees and took his master's dick in his mouth, bobbing his head up and down a few times, licking it clean with his wet tongue. He was thorough with cleaning his master off, not wanting to disappoint him.
"Good, now wait here."
Aizawa walked to the front door of his house when he had enough, tucking his cock back into his pants and closing the zipper.
"Mic, hey it's you. Do you wanna come in and have a drink with me ?"
Aizawa invited his best friend inside and guided him over into the living room where Hitoshi was still waiting for his master on his hands and knees, his used asshole gaping and fluttering open and close every few seconds.
Aizawa pointed to the armchair opposite of his, so that Hitoshi was in between the two wealthy men.
Mic sat down, immediately groping Hitoshi's bare ass.
"Oh, were you two playing before I came here? His hole is still fluttering open like it's asking for a cock to fill it and dripping wet down there."
The blond man with the small mustache commented on the Boy who just let him do whatever he wanted.
Hitoshi wasn't a human here. He was a possession, a thing for everyone to use that his master had given the allowance to use him.
And his best friend was allowed.
"Yes, we were. But you didn't bother us, so don't feel bad about it. I can use him whenever I want, he's my slave."
Aizawa chuckled as he poured both of them drinks at his minibar that was just right next to the armchairs.
He came back, placing both of the drinks onto the slave's slender back.
Hitoshi didn't wince once, not at the groping and not now while being used as furniture.
It was his reality. His purpose.
"He is very convenient, such a slave. Where did you get him from, again ?"
Hizashi asked, taking his glass off of the Boys back.
"There are underground auctions, the league of villains hosts them. Oftentimes the Boys that are sold are orphans or homeless kids that they pick up from the streets. Kids that lost everything and aren't missed. Something like that."
Aizawa explained, patting Hitoshi's bare ass before he grabbed for his drink as well.
The boy didn't flinch or wince.
He had his head down, purple eyes trained onto the floor in front of him.
He heard how they talked about him, but he didn't intervene or explain where he came from. He wasn't asked. So he kept his mouth shut.
"Oh, how fitting for them. And was he already trained or did you have to train him? I don't have time for something like that, so I very much would prefer it if they already know how to behave."
Hizashi took a sip of his whiskey as he looked down at the Boy who kept his posture perfectly and sat down his glass on his naked back again.
Hands and knees shoulder width apart, a straight back and beautifully shaped body.
He didn't talk unless he was asked to speak up and he didn't seem to complain about anything.
"Oh I needed to train him. But he was very eager to learn and it only took a month until he was perfectly obedient and did everything to my liking. I need to say it needed a few hard punishments and strict words, but now look at him. It was very much worth it. If you want I can train your slave for you."
Aizawa offered with a malicious smile on his face, taking another sip of his drink.
"Let me demonstrate how much the training was worth it."
Aizawa put his long, dark hair into a lazy bun on the back of his head and winked at Hizashi, who nodded at him with curious interest, taking his glass off the slave's body.
"Hitoshi, come here."
He commanded and the boy immediately crawled in front of his master's feet, leaning down to kiss each of his dark leather shoes.
"Sit up on my lap, facing my guest."
Hitoshi did as he was asked, crawling up Aizawa's lap, legs spread over the armrests of the armchair, his back to his master's chest.
The Boy looked a little unsure of what he was doing, his cheeks were blushing pink and his eyes always looked down on the floor in front of him.
But it was his master's command, so he would do it, no matter how embarrassing.
"Yeah, that's good. Already spreading your legs like the cheap slut that you are."
Aizawa chuckled, reaching down between the Boys legs to slap his bare pussy.
Hitoshi bit down on his lower lip but didn't make any sound. Pussy spanking was one of his master's most used punishments for him in their early beginnings. Hitoshi was very sensitive down here and he started crying and breaking very quickly if his pussy got spanked.
"Come here, 'Zashi. Touch him."
Aizawa invited his friend over to the chair where he was sitting and Hitoshi was put on display.
"Do whatever you want. Don't you have any fantasies about what you wanted to do with someone but never dared to? Something too dark or too depraved to share with a normal human being ?"
Aizawa asked, running his hands over the elegant Body of the young slave. He pinched his already hard nipples and laid a hand around his throat, showing Hizashi that this Boy was completely owned by him.
"With him you don't have to hold back. You can do whatever you want and nobody will know. Nobody will judge you. Just let yourself dive deep into your fantasies."
Aizawa instructed and changed the position of Hitoshi a little, reaching his hands under his knees and spreading them wide with his arms, presenting the slaves' holes to his best friend.
Hitoshi whimpered a little but he immediately bit down on his lower lip to suppress the noises that came out of mouth.
He wasn't allowed to draw any attention to him. Not of any kind.
He was only a possession to use, nothing more. A thing. And things didn't make any noises.
"Hmmm, sounds very exciting."
Hizashi hummed, spitting down into his hands and reached between the Boys legs, caressing his already soaking wet folds.
"It is. The training was definitely worth it. It just needed a few, very well placed punishments until Hitoshi became like he is now. Well behaved and eager to please. Aren't you, slave? Speak."
Aizawa asked, placing his hand back around Hitoshi's throat. Hizashi still fingering his cunt lightly, dipping the digits into his hole just barely.
"Y-Yes! Yes I am. I am well b-behaved and eager to serve you, master."
Hitoshi gasped quickly, feeling more of the blonds fingers sliding inside his tight cunt.
"Oh, such a sweet voice you have, boy. I would love to hear it crying on my dick."
Hizashi chuckled, scissoring his fingers open and close, now reaching up with his thumb to press down on his clit.
The slave's thighs trembled as his clit was being touched and a loud moan escaped his lips that he wasn't able to suppress.
But his master quickly did that for him, shoving three of his fingers deep inside his throat.
"What did we say about noises, hm? Who are you, a damn cheap street whore? I think you are from the way you are behaving right now."
Aizawa hissed, pinching Hitoshi's erected nipple with his other hand hard.
The Boys hips bucked up and he wanted to moan again, but with three thick fingers shoved down his throat it was just a high pitched whine that came out.
"Oh yes, also pushing yourself into Hizashis touch, grinding and begging for more. You definitely are a fucking slut, Hitoshi."
Aizawa pulled mercilessly on Hitoshi's nub while Hizashi continued to draw slow, lazy circles on the Boys clit and scissored his fingers inside of his pussy. Hizashi felt how Hitoshi quickly became wetter and wetter, squirming on Aizawa's lap.
"Do you usually let him come? I don't want to infere in your training."
The blond man asked Aizawa, feeling Hitoshi's tight walls clenching around his fingers.
God it will feel so good being finally inside of him, but for now, Hizashi wanted to tease him a little bit first. He felt how close the Boy already was, must have been a long time since Aizawa had touched his clit if he reacted so strongly to it.
"No, not usually. He has to earn it. He has to beg for it. He has to be good and serve me well first. No slave comes before his master. So make sure to only edge him. You can be as mean as you want, but if he comes, he will be serverly punished. He knows better than to come before me. Don't you, slave ?"
Aizawa crushed his other hard nipple between his fingers, waiting for an answer.
Hitoshi nodded heavily, still arching into the touch.
It felt soo good being touched there.
His master mostly made him come on his cock, not touching his pussy other than to spank his cunt if he wasn't behaving well. He used his sensitivity to made the punishments harsher and hurt more, but rarely for pleasuring him.
"Yeah, see. He doesn't want to get punished. So do what you want, it's his responsibility to make sure he doesn't come."
Aizawa chuckled darkly from behind Hitoshi, enjoying to see the boy suffer.
"You really are very mean to him, Shouta. Just look at him, he is just irresistible, squirming in pleasure like that."
Hizashi chuckled, looking down at the purple haired boy who had his mouth wide open, three thick fingers shoved down his throat and drooling heavily, flushed pink from pleasure and humiliation and legs spread wide, wet pussy on full display and begging to be filled. Tears streaming out of his big, lavender coloured eyes, mixing with the spit on his face.
"Good thing then that you are free to use him however you like. And I am not mean, I just keep him in check. Would be a bother if he got too greedy and full of himself. You have to keep those slaves small and show them who is in charge. Not pamper them. Slaves aren't pets. They are here to please you, not the other way around."
Aizawa grunted, slowly retreating his fingers out of Hitoshi's mouth and reaching below his body, pressing his wet digits into his tight asshole.
Hitoshi whimpered again, squeezing his eyes shut at the sudden touch on one of his most sensitive spots.
Aizawa slowly circled around his rim a few times until he pressed his middle finger inside, wriggling his way up his tight hole quickly.
Now both of the poor purple haired boys' holes were fingered by two different men, one soft and teasing, the other harsh and impatient.
Those two completely different sensations plus the thumb that still caressed his clit was too much for Hitoshi.
"S-Sorry master! Sorry! Sorry ! Cumming! Sorry!"
Hitoshi moaned, one of the hardest orgasms he ever had washed over him, his cunt squirting and clit pulsing.
Fluid gushed out of his pussy and wetted Aizawa's legs, Hizashis shirt and the floor beneath them.
But the blond man didn't pull his fingers out. He did the exact opposite, he shoved his fingers deeper inside Hitoshis cunt, curling his fingers inside of him and finger fucking him through it, his other hand slapping and stroking his clit and folds.
"Fucking useless slave!"
Aizawa grunted as he heard and felt Hitoshi cumming, his asshole clenching tightly around his finger as he came and Hizashi fucked him through it, making him come a second time.
"Please! Please so…. s-ssoo good."
Hitoshi whimpered as he squirted more, his pussy gushing and gushing, his clit over sensitive by now. But it still felt so good. Hitoshi never came like this before, he didn't know he could do that. But he didn't care, because he saw stars in front of his eyes and was just completely overwhelmed.
"Yes, baby. I bet you feel good. You are so wet, so, so wet for me."
Hizashi praised, shoving his fingers in and out of Hitoshi's, tight, wet and eager cunt.
As Hitoshi was spent, his head lolled back on his master's shoulder, his body lax and weak from coming so hard.
"S-Sorry, I couldn't… it felt so … so good."
The purple haired boy whimpered an out another apology, his lavender eyes half lidded as he looked at the blond man that stood in front of him.
Hizashi carefully pulled out his soaked fingers out of the slaves cunt, holding them out in front of the Boys plush lips.
"Suck, pretty thing. Clean me up."
Hizashi commanded and Hitoshi's lips opened in an instant.
"'Zashi. I just told you to not spoil him like a pet! He is a pleasure slave."
Shoutas deep, raspy voice scolded his best friend.
His middle finger was still buried in the Boy's ass. He now shoved his index finger inside next to it, holding Hitoshi's already used asshole open and soft for him.
Hizashi hummed as Hitoshi eagerly licked his slick and cum off his fingers, tasting himself on the blond. Hitoshi's mouth was equally hot and wet like his pussy, Hizashi thought. He really needed to put his dick inside of the Boy next.
"Yeah, you already said that, Shouta. But I am not you. Maybe I want to see my slave being spoiled and pleasured, always so thankful that I make them feel so good. Always begging me for more and more, knowing only I can make them feel that way."
Hizashi chuckled, his spring green eyes glowing as he watched Hitoshi lapping his own juices off his hand.
"You're too soft Zashi. You always were. Are we fucking him together now or not? My dick is starting to hurt."
Hitoshi stilled in his kitten licks on the blonds hand as he heard his master's impatient grunt next to his ear.
Fucking him…together ?
Hitoshi never had taken two at one time. Toys yes, but real cocks.. his heart rate went up at the thought and he was entirely ripped out of his peaceful bliss.
Was this his punishment for coming too soon without permission?
"Relax, slave! If you want us both to fit in you need to calm down. Such rude behavior in front of our guest. I'm gonna spank your cunt so hard you will not be able to close your legs for a week."
"S-sorry! Sorry, master."
Hitoshi hurried to apologize again, not wanting to make his punishment harder than it already would be.
He tried to even out his breaths again and relax his lower body, loosening his asshole up again.
He hadn't even noticed that he had clenched very hard around his master's fingers inside of him.
"Alright Shouta. Before you will rip his head off, I'm gonna fuck him with you. I have wanted to shove my dick inside of his wet pussy from the very beginning anyways."
Hizashi smirked down at the scared boy, opened his pants and took out his thick, pierced dick.
He had a Jacob's ladder on the underside of his cock and a prince Albert through the head.
Hitoshi's eyes widened as he saw the silver rings flashing at him and his breath hitched in his throat. He never had seen something like that.
Would it hurt ?
"Shhh, darling boy. No, it won't hurt. It will make you feel good even more. I promise."
Hizashi cooed as if he had read Hitoshi's thoughts, leaned it and gave him a soft kiss on his lips.
The purple haired boy was so shocked at the gentle gesture that he could answer the kiss only at the last second, pressing his lips against Hizashis.
"A-Alright."
Hitoshi whispered, his first spoken word that wasn't an apology.
Aizawa grunted annoyed at the unnecessary softness of his friend towards the slave, preferring a much stricter way to handle him.
But he had allowed him to treat him however he wanted, so he couldn't say anything more.
He knew Hizashi. It's just the way he was. Nice, caring and gentle.
The dark haired master pulled his dick out of his pants as well, longer than Hizashis, but not as thick. Hitoshi would both feel them very well inside of him.
Aizawa stood up with the Boy still in the same position, the older man holding him up by his legs, back pressed against his chest.
The blond came close to Hitoshi, leaning down to kiss his neck.
"Hold still now, sweet thing. Just relax and take us both."
Aizawa lowered Hitoshi's ass down, pressing his cock against his puckered entrance and pushed himself deep inside in one hard thrust.
Hizashi didn't wait until the purple haired boy had become accustomed to it, he immediately followed his best friend, pounding his pierced dick inside Hitoshis wet cunt.
Hitoshi's head fell forwards against Hizashis chest as the feeling of two cocks inside of him overwhelmed him heavily, he still hadn't calmed down from his own orgasm a few moments before.
And now he was stuffed to the brim, two men thrusting in and out of him, using his holes like their personal pleasure toy.
"Oh, boy. Someone's enjoying themselve."
The blond man chuckled as he heard Hitoshi's loud, high pitched whiny moans that came out of his drooling mouth.
"He isn't here to enjoy himself. He is here to give us pleasure, Zashi. Don't fucking forget that."
Aizawa grunted, his cock being hugged tightly by Hitoshi's tight, hot velvet walls, feeling Hizashi piercings pressing against his own dick inside of the slave.
They were only separated by a thin, soft layer of skin inside of the slave which made it even more pleasurable for the men to fuck him at the same time.
Their cocks rubbed together, tightening Hitoshi up even more by stretching his holes wide and forcing him to take them simultaneously.
"Ha….ha…f-fuckkkk…."
Hitoshi moaned against Hizashi's chest.
His body had lost all strength, his muscles were all slack and no matter how much he wanted to fight the forceful Intrusion, he couldn't.
Those two, strong men that hugged him from both sides, caging him between them and held him up by his spread legs gave him no other choice than to accept them in his body.
Not that he had a choice to begin with, but he had never felt so helpless and overwhelmed by such strong sensations at the same time.
It was just…. So much! He felt so full! He couldn't believe two cocks were shoved inside of him and moved in and out, used him. Used his body like a fleshlight. Cunt and ass.
And those piercings…
They stimulated his walls on a whole other level.
He couldn't describe what he felt. He couldn't even think at this point. He didn't know his own name anymore. Everything that was on his mind was full and too much and dick. Nothing else mattered.
He was in a blur, a cock trance that was nothing else than feeling how the dicks of the two men were shoved in and pulled out of him again only to be pounded inside his holes again and again.
His body was rocking back and forth with the force of the hard thrusts, but since it came from both sides he was balanced out well.
The grunts and heavy breaths from Aizawa and Hizashi were hot against his skin, but swallowed by his own, loud and high pitched whines and moans. He just wasn't able to keep quiet. He needed to be loud and cry out how good but also overwhelmed and desperate he felt from this sensation he never felt before. He just didn't know how to channel his feelings, where to put them. So he needed to be loud, he needed to cry and whimper and moan them out.
His master had told him to be quiet, not to try to focus the attention on him, but that just wasn't possible right now.
He even felt how the dicks inside of him were rubbing together, even though the both master's weren't always shoving their cocks inside of him in the same rhythm, which made the sensation even more intense.
His cunt was gushing out his juices that were running down his dam so that Aizawa's cock inside his asshole was also getting wet, creating the lewdest squelching noises Hitoshi had ever heard.
At least it had stopped hurting at one point.
"Can you stop being so fucking loud, slave?"
Aizawa hissed in his ear, his next thrust inside of his ass being extra brutal to emphasize his words.
"S-Sorry .. ma-mahster… it's j-just… too much."
Hitoshi whimpered, knowing he annoyed his owner with his noises. But no matter how hard he bit down on his lower lip, he couldn't hold that for long until the next, violent need to let it all out rushed over him.
"I know a method to shut this pretty boy up."
Hizashi grunted, lifting a hand from Hitoshi's thigh and placing it under the slave's chin to lift his head up.
Then the blond man leaned in and pressed his lips against Hitoshis, giving him yet another kiss.
But this time, the kiss was harder, rougher and with much more tongue than the last one.
This kiss was passionate, hungry and lustful.
Hizashi pushed his tongue down Hitoshi's throat without asking, dominating him in an additional way other than just using his pussy for his pleasure.
Now he was taking this kiss from his well, forcing him to tolerate his tongue in his mouth and his lips pressing against his own. But Hitoshi welcomed him eagerly, kissing back and touching his tongue with his own.
"Oh Zashi. You really seem to be into him, huh?"
Aizawa grunted, watching his best friend kiss his pleasure slave, feeling how he fucked him harder, turned on by the messy, hard kissing.
The blond parted from Hitoshi for a second, a thin string of spit still connecting their mouths before he leaned even more in, now over Hitoshi's frail body to reach his best friend, kissing him next.
Shouta and Hizashi hadn't fucked each other since high school, only occasionally sharing another person. Their last kiss was also a good while ago, but they never lost their attraction to one another.
So for Shouta, this was a bit of a surprise, but he quickly caught himself and kissed his best friend back.
Now both of their thrusts grew quicker, harder and deeper inside the small young man between them.
Hizashis arms reached around Shoutas neck, pulling him closer to him, tangling his hand in his long, dark hair.
Hitoshi was crushed between them, moaning, whining and whimpering into Hizashis neck while he kissed Shouta passionately.
The purple haired boy felt how into it both of them were, their thrusts synchronizing the more and deeper they kissed.
Now it became even more clear how they only used Hitoshi as their sex toy, thrusting into the same tight, hot and wet holes while they made out with each other.
"But I am more into you, Shouta. It's so hot finally fucking someone with you again. I missed it, I missed you."
Hizashi breathed against Shoutas lips in between kisses, kissing his cheek, neck and jaw while he gasped for air.
"Me too, Zashi. Gosh I'm getting close. You too?"
Aizawa answered as his balls drew up tight to his body and a tingling sensation grew stronger in his lower belly. But he wanted to come with Zashi, he wanted them to come together.
"Yes, Shouta. I'm close too. Let's do it together. Let's fill the Boy together to the brim with our cum."
Zashi answered as he kissed his way back to Aizawa's soft lips, pulling him again into another, hot kiss.
It wasn't like kissing Hitoshi. Aizawa didn't just let Hizashi shove his tongue into his throat. He fought him. He didn't let himself get dominated by his friend this easily.
Shouta needed to be won over. And Hizashi liked that about him very much, it turned both of them on incredibly. The fight for dominance, shoving their tongues back and forth while the fucked into the same hot body between them, holes tight and open just for them.
Both thrusted inside Hitoshi faster the closer they got, Aizawa spreading Hitoshi's slender legs even wider, making more room for his friend.
Hitoshi's desperate, overwhelmed whines music to their ears as they fucked him harder and more violent, only their own pleasure in their minds, chasing their own orgasms.
"Fuck, Shouta, I'm coming. I'm coming, I'm coming."
Hizashi rambled against his friends lips as he rutted against Hitoshis pelvis, his cock starting to shoot sticky white loads of cum into the Boys pussy.
"Me too, Zash, me too."
Aizawa came quickly after his friend, Hitoshi's tight asshole clenching around him tightly and pulling his cock in deeper and deeper, swallowing up his cum greedily.
"Fuck, that's so, so good."
The blond moaned into Aizawa's mouth as both rode out their orgasms, their thrusts slowly fading out as they grew soft inside of the slave boy.
They both held Hitoshi in between them and each other for a few moments after they came, enjoying the moment and realizing what just happened.
But Aizawa and Hizashi smiled at each other, not regretting anything of what they had done.
"I'm coming back. We need to repeat that. Maybe with my own pet."
Hizashi smiled and gave Shouta one last kiss before he pulled out and the moment was gone.