Chapter 149: Be A Good Boy
Chapter 149: Be A Good Boy
Chapter 149: Be A Good Boy
Nelson
“Why did you leave me so suddenly, baby?” my master asked, his hand just brushing against my twitching dick but not doing anything to bring me closer to my orgasm.
“You were going to be late at work, master.” I replied.
“Shit! What time is it?”
Had he seriously forgotten about this? My all controlling Master who is in charge of both our schedules?
“It is way past seven, master.” I replied.
“Thank you for waking me up, baby. I am afraid I will have to be quick.” He said and just like that he began to stroke me strongly while his other hand parted my ass and he inserted one finger in my ass. It didn't take long before I exploded against the walls of the bathroom.
He washed himself in record time while I took some time to relax under the warm water. When I had finished drying, he was already dressed up in one of his elegant three piece suits.
“Be a good boy today,’’ he said, pecking my lips.
“I will see you at the club tonight.” And just like that, he left the house.
I chuckled as I dressed up the clothes he left on the bed for me, thank goodness, it was just a light t-shirt and cargo shorts on top of the underwear my master had chosen for me otherwise I would die in this heat. I know not to expect Callan until way later, so I settle in my office and work a little on my research. I will soon have enough material for a second article. The morning was uneventful and as I expected, Callan only arrived after lunch. My phone began to vibrate when it was time to head out to meet the three tourists.
'It is almost time to meet my friend and his two submissives. Give him my best regards, don't forget to put on sunscreen.’
'I have warned Callan but since you are the most reasonable of the two of you, please make sure he puts on some sunscreen.’ This one is from master Gideon.
‘Just letting you know we are already there, nice place, see you soon.’ This is from Mark.
Talk about an overprotective master, it is true it takes a bit of arguing before my friend finally accepts to put on some protective lotion since he is convinced he will only get tanned with this scorching sun. With his skin color, I don't think so. Then we were on way down to meet the throuple, they are just on the other side of the road, the dominating holding each of his submissive by the hand even if it is in this country and people are used to pretty much anything, a few passerby still cock an eyebrow at this sight. Mark began to hop up and down excitedly, pointing and waving toward us as soon as he saw us going out of the building. I had forgotten how hyper he could be, it will be an interesting mix to have him meet Callan. Seeing them brings back the nice memories of that night at their club.
Hey, Mark. How are you?’ I greeted them.
“Good,” the dominant chuckles.
“You can call me Luke,” the dominant added, we will see about that
“This is my friend Callan, master Gideon's submissive. He really wanted to meet the three of you so I told him he could join us. I hope you don't mind.”
“Not at all,” master Luke replied.
“So I finally get to meet the infamous Callan.” He said, smiling and extending his hand.
“The one and only.” Callan cheerfully responded.
“I have heard a lot about you.” The dominant smirked.
“Only good thing, I hope.”
“I didn't hear any complaint,” he chuckled back.
Once the introduction was done, we went into the park. I passed the message to master Luke that my master was sorry to miss them but had to work today and that he sent his greetings while Mark and Callan began to engage in a conversation about what the three of them had done since they arrived. They soon begin to be very painful to listen to, talking to each other extremely fast.
“Wow, it is like there are two Mark.” The other submissive exclaimed softly.
“With any luck they will tire themselves out and we will all have some quietness tonight.” I joked, which made him and his master laugh.
In truth their enthusiasm is rather communicative and prevents me from thinking too much about what happened the last time I went to this park.
“What are your plans for this evening, Nelson?” The Dominant asked me.
“We are going to the club.” I replied before an overexcited Callan interrupted me.
“You should definitely come!” He exclaimed.
“Several times if possible.” He added with a wink which made Mark giggles and the other one blush.
“As tempting as it sounds, that won't be for this time.” master Luke replied, still smiling.
“We will have a quiet evening at the restaurant.”
It is funny how Mark's pout mirrors Callan's
“You should check the fireworks, though.” I said.
“They are always very impressive, you just need to have a clear view on the East Coast, so after dinner, you should try to find a spot on the rooftop.” I suggested.
“Thank you for the idea.” He replied.
“I think the view from our hotel's room will do nicely.”
“Cool!” Callan exclaimed.
“I don't know about you but I like to feel fireworks inside when I watch the outside.” He jokes with a huge grin, making the rest of us laugh.
The walk goes by nicely. Mark and his co-submissive have been to this country before, so we showed them all the nice spots of the park. Very soon, it was time to say goodbye. This is when I realized that I haven't even thought about my abduction or the fact I could cross a former student in the whole afternoon. I didn't even have to make a special effort to avoid the area where I was kidnapped, so as to avoid walking up sad memories. While I just say how nice it was to see them all again, Callan can't help but hit on the three of them more or less subtly. Interestingly, this makes the two submissives blush while their dominant chuckles. I would have thought the buoyant Mark would be more at ease with the subject, in any case, my crazy friend makes a point of letting them know his daddy will bring him to London somewhere in the next months and warn them to better be ready.
While they go back to their hotel before going out for dinner later tonight, we head towards the club. Of course in a car arranged by my overprotective master because the subway is so unsafe. Although after what happened to me, I should perhaps stop joking about that. We will be there a bit early but we are supposed to meet Aaron since we didn't get to talk much last weekend. Callan had told him what happened to me, so again I don't have a lot of explaining to do which is kind of nice. While the crazy submissive leaves the two of us alone for a moment, we hug for the longest time. He didn't ask any questions but told me he is there if I ever need to talk about it. It feels so good to be surrounded by so many different friends.
It is better to discuss another subject though, so I asked him about his current search for dominance. The poor guy had a bit of a hard time after his contract with Desmond ended. He had no problem finding some dominant for the night, as cute as he is, the opposite would be really surprising but sadly nothing serious. He is really missing the guidance of someone else even if he seeks a master a bit more lenient than mine and as good as a one-night stand can feel, it just doesn't replace submitting to this special someone. I really hope he will find that person soon because he clearly deserves it. We kept on talking about the gossip at the club and what happened in my absence during dinner that we eat in the submissive's room away from our dominants before going to prepare together. My master texted me to tell me he had arrived at the club a little easier and that I should meet him in Gideon's office with my friends. I guess he had gotten my new collar.
As always, we proceeded with our enemas and then prepared in the same shower stall and helped shaved each other. We dressed in our usual tiny leather shorts before heading together to the master Dom's office. I hope seeing master Desmond won't upset Aaron too much but I don't want him to miss my re-collaring. When we enter the office, a brief peek up shows me the room was filled with the same people as almost a few months ago. I went to kneel between my Master's legs while Callan does the same near his daddy and Aaron simply stays near the entrance with his eyes lowered.