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I woke up to a beautiful day, I felt in a good mood. We had had a late night the night before and it was bright by the time we had stopped fucking. He was sound asleep, my ass was warm and soft, nicely reminding me of the pounding he had given me. I could still taste his semen, I savoured it. I lost count of the number of times he had cum last night. He could really keep going, and now, armed with two cocks, he could stagger it so that he didn't have any reload time. Ten times? it could have been more, but I was grateful for every single spurt.
I showered. I lathered up all over my smooth hair-free body. When I had genitals, I often masturbated in the shower. I didn't masturbate anymore, I couldn't. I suppose I could have put a dildo up my ass, clamped my nipples, but I had no desire to. All I wanted to do was please my Master. I soaped up my ass, making it nice and clean for him. I looked down at my bare mound. It had been a year since I gave up my cock and balls and I still marvelled at my neutered status. I still saw my cock and balls every day, they were now attached to my Master. It seemed so fitting. It was hard to imagine that there was a time when I had a cock and a pair of balls. It was also hard to imagine my Master without his pair of cocks and sac filled with four virile testicles. I towelled off, lubed up my ass, just in case, and walked nude down to the kitchen. I didn't mind if people saw me, I guess they wouldn't know what to make of me. I put on some coffee, squeezed some orange juice and warmed some pastries. I brought the tray up to the bedroom and slipped into bed alongside him. I moved down between his legs and just marvelled at the sight for a moment. His sac had four egg shaped balls inside, on top lay both of his cocks, each with significant morning wood. I lifted both and held one in each hand. I took a ball in my mouth and licked and sucked gently, savouring the feeling, thrilling that two on them used to be mine. I jacked each cock as I licked each ball in turn. He stirred and murmured. I took one cock in my mouth and sucked deep, jacking the other cock with my hand. As I slipped it out so that I could suck the other, I looked up and noticed that he had woken. He wished me good morning and reached over for his coffee. As he sipped, I sucked. I concentrated on one and delicatedly stroked the other, by the time he had finished his coffee he was ready for his first orgasm of the day. He relaxed back and filled my mouth with his delicious cum, all the breakfast I needed. I climbed up, straddling him, and inserted his other cock up my ass. I played with his balls as I bounced up and down on him. He fucked me steadily and it felt so good, but more importantly I could see how much pleasure I was giving him. His other cock was filling out again and I reached down to jack it. He lifted me up and in an instant had both his cocks up my ass. He pounded my ass and it was a real tight squeeze. I reached behind and cupped his balls in both my hands as I rode him until he almost came. He prefers to deliver his orgasms to me orally so he held back. I just knew when the moment was coming so I lifted myself off and prostrated myself between his legs. I just knew which cock was going to cum first so I took it deep. His spasms made my whole body shake as he filled me to the brim. No sooner has he finished than his other cock wanted attention. I took it in my mouth and took it slow this time, his next orgasm was deeper and longer and also filled me to the brim. I lay back, sated from his satisfaction and he rewarded me with some of his breakfast. He disappeared to the bathroom and I followed. We showered together and he was considerate enough in pissing on me not to pee in my mouth for his first pee of the day. I appreciated everything of his that he wished me to consume but first pee was the most difficult because of the strong flavour. I usually only tasted that when he was disappointed in me or if he was in the mood to test me. I stood up and we embraced, I relished the contrast between my slender androgny and his strong maleness. The feeling of his thick cocks sloshing against my empty crotch filled me with joy. .
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