Lucas looked down at me. My d*ck hard as a rock. He reached down and twisted my right nipple between his fingers. "Maybe one day we'll fit you with a pair," Lucas gloated. A warm rush swept through my body at the thought. I looked over at Richard sitting on the other side. His rings hanging proudly from his nipples, declaring he was Lucas's property to do with what he wanted.
I looked at the clock on the wall. It was getting late and I knew Lucas had not started with his evening of fun. I knew before the evening was over, he would once again take my a*s. I had not yet fucked a man myself but I knew I wanted Richard to be my first. Would Lucas let me fuck Richard? I dreamed of sliding my d*ck in Richard's tight hole and seeing him on video had me worked up bad!
"You boys go to the bedroom and wait on me," Lucas commanded. Richard and I jumped up and padded down the hall. Our erections almost pressed against our stomachs as we headed to the back. I couldn't wait to kiss Richard again. Feel his tongue in my mouth. The night might be getting late but I knew we were just getting started.
I was excited having just watched the videos of Richard submitting to Lucas. Richard's first time sucking on a d*ck and letting a man take his virgin a*s. Lucas commanding Richard to call his wife and tell her they were through and that he was Lucas's slave. My c*ck was rock hard at the thought of Richard's submission and how I too now did Lucas's bidding.
Lucas had made me strip naked at the door and he kept Richard that way at all times so he was always ready for a quick feel or to put on a show for him at his beckon call. After viewing the hot videos, Lucas instructed us both to head to the bedroom and wait on him. We padded down the hall, our erections pointing the way.
Richard slid across the bed and I lay beside him as I felt my hard d*ck rub against his leg. We turned and faced each other, our first real chance to be alone since I met him at the bar a week ago. It was an invitation that had changed my life as I went from a bi-curious husband to a sex slave for a black master.
Richard and I stared into each other's eyes when I finally broke the silence with my thoughts. "I know watching that video of you telling your wife you were leaving really hurt. I could see the pain in your face," I said trying to demonstrate my sympathy to his still lingering pain.
"Actually," he began, "...I still feel bad I had to do that. But it was for my own good. Things had not been right for a while and I guess I always knew deep down that something was different for me. It was like we were both going thru the motions... merely roommates."
"Then I met Lucas," Richard continued. "I was really drawn to him like I never had been with my wife or any other woman for that matter. After that first afternoon going down on him, experiencing what it was like to be with a guy...I knew there was no going back."
I continued to look into Richard's eyes, drawn into his story as he kept sharing with me how his relationship with Lucas began. "I never wanted to hurt Laura but I knew I didn't love her. Lucas knew that too. And he knew I would just continue living out a lie until someone stepped in and did something about it. In a perverse sense, Lucas did me a favor. Now she's happy with another man. They got married and I guess things turned out okay."
"But what about you and Lucas," I asked. "In the little time we've been together, it just seems like raw sex. I don't see any passion. Do you love Lucas?"
Richard laughed. He sat up in bed and looked down at me. "Love? Lucas's not like that. I mean... Lucas not really gay."
His response floored me. "Not gay?" What the hell do you call it then," I said puzzled at his reply.
"You ever see Lucas kiss me? He ever kiss you? Lucas likes to get his d*ck sucked. He likes a good *ss fucking. But don't think for a minute he's gonna' have our d*cks up his *ss. He's really into control. Whether that's dominating a man or a woman. Makes no difference to him. I think he gets off more turning a straight guy into a c*cksucker. Begging for him to fuck them up the a*s.
For Lucas it's all about control. "Now it all seemed to make sense. "So what about the videos he took of you. Wasn' he blackmailing you with it," I asked.
"The videos? Actually, I didn't even know about the video until months into our relationship. Guess I'm not into noticing little things. One night he asked me to look into the camera and that was the first I knew he even filmed us. He's filmed me doing all sorts of stuff in all sorts of places. The stranger the better for him," Richard replied.
"Well, what about me? Why did he threaten me with the video?" I shot back.
Richard lay back down and looked up at the ceiling for a minute. Then looked over at me and softly said, "I suppose that was for me. Lucas knew I needed more than just a hard fucking. I needed someone to love and someone to love me back. Someone who I could really make love to. Whose passion didn't end with a climax. And then I found you on the Internet. Someone curious about gay sex. The more you told me about yourself the more intrigued with you I became. And when I met you that afternoon in the bar, I knew I wanted you to be that special person. I could feel it when we met. Not to mention you're hot as hell!"