Chapter 206 : He Is Addicted To Threesome

Chapter 206 : He Is Addicted To Threesome
Chapter chapter 206: He Is Addicted To Threesome 

Callan

I lost track of time, I didn't really register who was using my hands or my mouth because I could only see blurry shapes.

“More,” I said again.

The only thing I comprehend was when one of my holes is unused, leaving me eerily empty. More cum hits my body in different places, I must look like such a mess. The thought strangely formed itself in my mind, I didn't really care.

“More.”

Assailed by continuous pleasure from every end, I completely surrender like I never have before. Drunk on the blissfulness that courses through me, I let go of every issue that was nagging me. The new year's eve incident, Wyatt and all of this is forgotten. I was broken but I have been reforged, flying higher than I ever did. I am free. The old Callan is not dead but killing him was never the answer. The last image I see before drifting into unconsciousness is one of the new Callan helping the old one getting out of a well and both of them walking hand in hand, disappearing into the horizon. 

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Gideon POV 

“Hey, Grayson!” I said to the man who came into my office and pulled me in for a tight hug. That man and his bear hugs.

“It is  good to see you again.” I said.

“You too, Grayson. How has it been since last year?” He asked.

Grayson is the master Dom of a club similar to mine in South Africa, we met each other three years ago because our common supplier or Saint Andrew crosses is located here and he visits him occasionally and to mix pleasure with business, spends a night at my nightclub on those trips. For a kinky man like him and I, the notion of getting to meet several dozen new submissives is very attractive. I remember the fun evening I had at his club, called Buzerant club a year and a half ago. It was a nice and warm comfort during the harsh winter. I was in the middle of designing the plans for my club so I wanted to see exactly how my friend's club was organized. It gave me a few useful ideas. In the end, Grayson had a lot of fun with Nick a year ago.

“Pretty good, the new club is doing well and the nightclub is still growing nicely.” I replied with a smile.

“Come on, I will show you around.”

We chat animatedly as we walked together in the deserted main rooms of the two clubs, mostly catching up on what happened in our lives last year. Grayson had a few one-month contracts with newly certified submissive, like he often does. He had never been one for a long term relationship but contrary to me, who used to stick to one-night stands, he likes to guide young ones in their first steps into bdsm. Then I told him about my baby, how I met him a few months ago and how he changed my life.

“Too bad, you are a worthy opponent but it sounds like it is the end of our contest.” He joked.

We have this kinky on the number of submissives each of us tasted and laughed when we realized we were at a tie.

“Diny be so sure because my baby doesn't mind sharing.” I laughed.

“He spent last month bringing new submissives to my playroom, sometimes several of them the same night.”

“Kinky!” He exclaimed with a smirk.

“Of course, it is also because he was on the mend, his mouth and asshole were closed for refurbishing as he said.” I replied.

I explained to him how he was hurt and had a tongue piercing that needed to be healed.

“And does he only like to share with other submissives?” He asked with a smug smile.

“Often, they prefer to have the attention of two Doms at the same time.”

“Oh, tell me about it. That boy is addicted to threesomes with two Doms.” I replied.

“Sometimes more than three.” I added remembering that crazy night a week ago.

After the nightmare he had last month, I had realized my baby wasn't really over what had happened on the new year's eve. I couldn't really think of another way to make him forget that bad memory than replacing it with a nicer one. That is why I planned the little gangbang with nine doms, all of those being men he had always walked with before. I hoped by recognizing familiar faces who would remind him of intense scenes he loved, he wouldn't freak out when he found out. I couldn't tell him in advance or he would have overthought the whole thing and probably panicked the few days before. No, it needed to be a surprise. I was hoping that in the end, his lust when he saw the ten of us bare chested and ready to play, plus the two couples that were just here to enjoy the show, he would overcome his fear and his bad memories. And I was right, he tensed at first when we entered the showroom but a few well chosen words soothed him and he agreed to try. I had forewarned the Doms I had selected of his limits, that they already knew in any case and to be particularly gentle in the beginning. That is also why I had Desmond prepare my baby and no other. He was the participant my boy trusted the most after me and I think I was more useful whispering encouragement and massaging his back and then stretching his asshole.

Once my baby’s initial concerns were gone and he let go completely, the scene was hot. I had told the guys to make a mess of him that they were not allowed to cum anywhere else than inside or on my boy. The whole thing was so beautiful, I couldn't resist a few licks on his back especially when I was teasing his nipples or his gorgeous dick. I was immensely proud of his stamina, fully contenting ten Doms was certainly a challenge and he kept asking for more even when everyone had enough. Of course, I knew he was lost in subspace but I had asked the doctor so there was nothing wrong with keeping on roughly taking him. The whole thing lasted until the crack of dawn, the Doms I had invited retracting one by one until it was only Jacob, Desmond and me. And we had to use all our energy to fuck him into sleep. My friends helped me untie my boy and began aftercare by putting some ice on his asshole to prevent any swelling and then by applying a soothing cream. I spent the longest time licking him, there was no way I would let all this cum go to waste and then I washed him everywhere with a washcloth before putting some pants on him and carrying him home. None of this woke him up, and he only opened his eyes, down from high a few hours later. I ordered him back to sleep and his second wake up was late in the afternoon.

I think he spent his evening in a warm bath to relax after the most intense scene he ever participated in and he didn't come to the club the following night.