THE TIES THAT BIND XXV~The Greatest Gift

Part I~Through The Looking Glass

By four thirty in the afternoon my Family began to arrive at the Mountain in droves. Not just one or two here and there! A steady stream of Harleys, campers, and pickemuptrucks began parking in the lot next door. I was stunned! No one had really been invited! The results of the bidding was to be announced among the Masters that had made bids.

But, here were these wonderful fucking people, the love’s of my life, my Family, had come from far and near to add their support for me and my two Masters! I was moved beyond words.

Every boot I knelt to kiss I left behind my tears of love and gratitude! Every slave I hugged held me in their arms and cried with me. It was one of the greatest gestures of love I had ever experienced. Master Sam and Yoshie with Breed and Master Josh arm in arm. I didn’t think my heart was going to hold up, it was so fat with love!

My two Master’s were equally moved. They had tears in their eyes as they hugged and kissed their Clansmen! They really lost it when the Father of the Clan Mc Innis came to give his support. Big Beryl hugged and kissed each of them like they were his favored Sons! Everyone was worried but said not a discouraging word. The final head count came close to two hundred people.

Then the most surprising thing of all happened! This tall, broad shouldered Harley rider, full Leathers, on an older Hog rode up into the lot. No one recognized him until he removed his helmet. I recognized him immediately and ran to his arms. It was my Brown Dirt Cowboy, Leon, who had come to wish me well and to tell me his heart was not in the Captain insisting on bidding on me.

There had been two strong negative votes in the Captain’s household! His and the Dungeon Master’s! For nearly the same reasons! It was not right to take me away from two Men that treasured me and ripped me from my Family! I cried again in his big arms as he consoled me.

I went through the ritual with him and called him Master Leon! He responded with a kiss to this slave that gathered an audience of it’s own. But, if Beau knew him, he was O.K.!

Master Earl and The Dungeon Master walked up and I introduced Leon as the Captain’s Stable Master who voted against the Captain bidding for me. They could see how much I cared for Leon that they accepted him immediately as a friend and fellow Master! I would expect nothing less of my two good Masters! That’s the kind of Men they were! If our slave says you’re O.K., you have our hand in friendship! I told them that even his own Dungeon Master voted against him.

“Oh yes!” Said the Dungeon Master, “You’re the Gentleman that contacted me about becoming a member of our Family last Monday! Right?” He asked as he shook Leon’s hand.
“Yes Sir! That’s right! I called and spoke with you!”
“Leon Gibson! Right?”
“Good memory Sir! That’s right!”
“Welcome Son!” The Dungeon Master pulled Leon to him and gave him a big Bear hug. Leon smiled at me, winked and hugged him back.

“Thank you Sir! I hope I’m not intruding!”
“Not at all!” Replied the Dungeon Master, “Slave!! Take Master Gibson around and introduce him to some of the Family!”
“Yes Dungeon Master, Sir! With pleasure, Sir!” I took Leon’s hand.

I led Leon into the house and introduced him to many Masters and slaves. His eyes were opened to a new world of possibilities. He was really taken with little Will. Master Zack was in protective control mode. Will, of course, had eyes only for Master Zack!

Finally the last to arrive was the Captain, his Dungeon Master, and Frank the Driver of the Limo. The Dungeon Master had only his high boots, his studded harness with Cod piece and an Executioners hood that made him look mean and ominous.

The Captain wore expensive hand made heavy leathers! His Cod piece pants were of the heaviest leather. He wore no shirt nor vest! He had a wide band leather harness on that was shaped like an ‘H’ that fit across his massively developed chest to accentuate his pectoral muscles. He, of course, was wearing his hood.

I went to him and knelt in front of him to welcome him. I kissed each of his beautiful high top boots and found his hand waiting. I kissed it lovingly and placed it to my forehead!
“Rise good slave and show this Master love!”
I rose to his waiting arms and we kissed a good kiss.
“I could not let you get away, my love! I apologize in advance!”

He snapped his fingers to his Dungeon Master who fell to his knees and kissed each of my boots in front of my Family. I gave him my hand and he kissed the back and placed it to his forehead.

“Rise my Brother and show me your love!” X had tears in his eyes telling me he didn’t approve of what his Master was doing. We kissed and he told me in that kiss that he cared for me and didn’t wish to see me hurt! I thanked him for his empathy when we were alone!

The Captain was introduce to all and everyone was cordial but reserved. Master Sam, Yoshie, Billy , Oscar and Master Bert all came up to exchange rituals and hugs. He was an impressive Man and even though many thought of him as “the enemy” they couldn’t help admire him! He carried himself with ease and unquestioned dignity!

They all entered the auditorium except me and Chief. Master Jeb couldn’t make the announcement and sat in a chair in the rear of the auditorium. He feigned not feeling well enough to do it, even though he was almost back to his healthy self. Poor Chief had to make the announcement and presentation.

Then all Hell broke loose in front of the house as five catering trucks pulled up and started setting up tables of food, booze, tubs of Beer! Where did they come from?!

The Captain stood and spoke,
“No matter the outcome of the Bidding, I took the liberty of catering this occasion! Afterwards, please help yourself. If the two Masters win then I will drink to their health and if I should win I hope they will join me in a drink!”

Impressed the shit out of most of the Family including my two Masters! There was a cargo of food and goodies of all sorts and varieties that they were spreading out. Hot foods! Cold foods! Enough for two Armies. It must have cost the Captain a bundle. Smart move on his part! How could the Family hate him if he was offering to entertain them royally.

Chief then led me to the stage and took the microphone.
“May I have your attention please!” Chief spoke to the assembled crowd. “It’s Nine O’clock and time to announce the winner of the Bidding for our Beloved Brother and slave Beau. The Bidding didn’t go quite the way we had hoped. Without further ado it is with mixed emotions that I announce Beau’s new owner to be Master Bear or the Captain as he is also known!”

There was a few ooohhs! And then silence! The reality of what had just happened began to sink in! Finally my Dungeon Master started clapping by himself and his Brother, Master Earl, picked it up right after him. Master Sam and Yoshie began clapping followed by Master Bert and the two Eunuchs until everyone was applauding politely but with tears in their eyes.

The Captain came to the stage to claim his new slave and I knelt before him. I went through the ritual and with tears of sorrow in my eyes kissed him. My new Master, the Captain spoke into the microphone.

“Dungeon Master, Master Earl and Family members. I would be alone with my new slave for a few minutes then we will return. I ask you all to please remain as I have something to announce to everyone about next weekend that will be of interest and importance to you all.”

He asked if he could be alone with me for a minute in the Dungeon and of course the Dungeon Master agreed. The Captain led me to the Dungeon and down the stairs. We were alone! He took me in his arms and kissed me like a husband would kiss his beloved new bride. I tried to return his kiss but my heart was breaking. I cried in his arms instead!

“Please forgive me Master! I’ll be a good slave to you and love you with all my heart but please give me a little time Sir! That’s all I ask!”

“Steady Son! I mean you no harm! Now, do exactly as I say! It is important! I will explain later! Now, take off all clothing! Your leathers, boots!”
I did as ordered!

“Hit the position!” I did and raised my ass high so he didn’t have to reach for it. He popped out my Plug into a waiting towel he found and wiped my ass thoroughly.

“Now young Man! In the privacy of this Dungeon I get to open your envelope with the piece of paper on which you wrote who you thought I was! If you are correct then I promise to give you to your two Master’s without further ado. I will have bought you for them! If your wrong you go willingly with me and become my slave for life. Are you willing to make that wager?”

“I didn’t mean to make this a wager Master! You won the bid! I will go with you and be your slave! You won’t get an incomplete slave that leaves his heart with two others. I will love you! We’ve discussed this before!”

“I know Son, but how sure are you you’re correct?”
“Very sure Master!”
“Sure enough to make the wager!”
“If you insist Master!”
“I insist and give you my word if you’re correct I will live up to my wager! Shall I open it now Son!”
“Yes Sir!” He ripped open the envelope. Opened the piece of paper closed it and had no reaction. I guess I lost! He showed no emotion what so ever!

“Undo this Mask in the back Son!” I unzipped the Mask all the way up the back and over the top! He turned around and slowly lifted the Mask to reveal one of the most handsome older Men I had ever seen in my life!

I immediately knew our connection. I had been right with the name I wrote on the paper! I had won the bet! Now would he live up to his end of the wager! He smiled the warmest smile!

“Now you know I could never take you from this place as my slave! I’m acting as a broker for someone else. How did you know? We went to great lengths to protect my identity! My own Brother didn’t even recognize me!”

“Wes showed you to me numerous times in a secret place we would go in an altered consciousness. I can still go there and he will come to me. The first night I was with Master Earl, Wes brought me to your bed, you held me in your arms, comforted me, and made love to me.”

“Do you recall a vivid dream about four months ago in which you held a lost, scared young Man that your “other Son you never had” brought to you for comfort.”

Tears came to his beautiful eyes and he put his hands to his face!
“My God! That was you! Oh my God, Beau! I do remember! It was you!” I held him as he cried in my arms.

“I have loved you before and you have held me in your arms!”He said.

“I didn’t forget that feeling. Your person! Your soul! You held me and comforted me when I was afraid. You made love to me. You soiled you bed but it was me you were making love to!” I assured the Captain.

“You’re right about all of it! I had forgotten! I should have remembered.”
“Maybe you weren’t meant to remember ‘till now? What happens now Master?”

“I told you I was acting as a broker for someone else. It wasn’t my money that bought you?” He said quietly.

“I know! It was Wes’s! He bought me for my Masters! You were his instrument so he could surprise us all! Damn near stopped my heart and I know two Men that are grieving their guts out right now!”

“Don’t worry, Beau. I’m in control! I just wanted to be alone with you to tell you after a weekend with me I know why Wes loved you so much and wanted to do this. I know why my Brother Jim loves you so much! I certainly understand why Earl loves you and can share you with my Brother!!” He pulled me to him and kissed me again and I didn’t hold back from him this time. The weight of the world had just been lifted off my shoulders. Maybe I was gonna’ get my slice of the pie after all!”

“It’s time to go make a present of you to your two Masters! Now, follow me and do exactly as I say! Understand slave!”

“I will obey Sir! Master Walker?”
“Yes slave!”
“I did love you and I do love you!”
“I believe you slave! You had my household staff, and a Stable Master fall in love with you last weekend! I fell in love with you too!”

He took my leash and led me back to the auditorium, without his Mask , to many whispers and chatter from the crowd. He motioned to X to follow with his brief case. We went to the stage and X placed his brief case on a table and opened it for his Master!

“Kneel before your Family slave!” I knelt.
Will the following people please come to the stage? Master Jeb, Master Earl, and your Dungeon Master, Jim! They looked at each other, Master Jim looked at his Brother with his mouth open, looked at Master Earl and shrugged. They gathered Master Jeb and the three of them came to the stage.

“Some of you may recognize me without my Mask! I know my Brother here on the stage recognizes me. Master Earl doesn’t recognize me because we never met in all those years that my Son was his slave!” He moved to Master Earl and offered his hand!

“I’m Walker Johnson, Earl, Wes’s Dad!” My Master took his hand in both of his and shook it.

“Master Jeb, Walker Johnson, the Big Man’s Brother!” Master Jeb smiled beginning to see a miracle and his prayers about to be answered This was unusual for a reason. He didn’t have the puzzle put together but the parts were beginning to make sense! The two Men shook hands.

Walker held his arms out to his Brother who couldn’t resist hugging his Brother after all these year. Walker moved back to the microphone.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Masters, slaves and guest. Five years ago my Son was killed in a plane crash coming home to visit me from his Master in Los Angeles. His death generated a letter from Master Jeb to me. I would like to read to you now.

Dearest Dad,

If you are reading this then I’m gone from this Earth. I needed to write you for the final disposition of the funds that I have been sending you all these years.
Dad, there have been several Saviors in my life! You were the first when you rescued me from the Devil that spawned me. You saw the fear in my eyes and took me to your heart!
I was never so happy in my life! I tried to make a good Son but I know I’ve had my bad times that I’m not proud of.

My second Savior was a Man I fell very much in love with while in Vietnam. He rescued me from a bamboo cage the VC had held me in for days. He saved my life. I still love him today as I write this. His name is Beau James! He has the heart of a slave. He serves every one and asks little for himself and he deserves so much more. He never knew that I understood that even though he gave to me by being a strong dominant sexual partner it was not in his heart to do naturally. He realized I needed him to be that for me and he unselfishly made sure I got it! We have lost touch!

My third Saviors, Master Jeb and your Brother Big Jim, rescued me from a brothel in Tijuana where my Master had left me after selling me for twenty five bucks. I was there for six months.

I have generated letters to them and it’s my hope they will locate Beau and bring him to understand his true nature. It is also my hope he will enter slave training with them! If this occurs then you will hear from Billy, Oscar or Master Sam.

My fourth Savior was Master Earl! He took me when I was at my lowest, shaped my ass up and forced me to live again! Not only to live again but to live with hope, joy, and love. I have never loved a Man, except for you, as much as my Master. I know you understand!

It may take some time but if there is any possible way I will ask God to let me get Beau and my Master together. They don’t know it yet but they were meant for each other!

If you receive word that this has come to pass I have left instructions for you to act as my representative. I want to buy Beau for my Master and you must act as my physical person. I want it to be a surprise so it may involve a certain amount of deception.

I have attached a list of small things I want money to be spent for but what ever is left in the account is to be divided equally between five people. You, Master Jeb, Master Jim, Master Earl and my slave Brother Beau.

I have always loved you from the moment I first laid eyes on you as a child. You were an Angel standing before me. You took me in your arms and enfolded me with your wings. I never knew a day of fear with you. I learned to love and trust again with you! You never took advantage of me and only encouraged me! I love you Dad and I know it is with the love you have for me that you will bring these things to pass. I will help from beyond as much as God and the Angels will let me. I have to make it there Dad! I’ve had more than my share of them in my life and this is the only way I have to show my love to them!

You loving Son,

Wesley

“Thank you all for listening and indulging an Old Man who has tried to carry out his beloved Son’s last request!” There was not a dry eye among the crowd and a stunned silence when Walker finished reading Wes’s letter. Then once again someone started clapping and everyone picked it up to an ovation for him. Walker raised his arms for quite.

“Now! I know that the laws of your Family say that a slave cannot be given nor transferred to another within the first ninety days of possession; however, they may be sold! So I ask you Master Earl? You got a dollar on you, Son?” Walker smiled. My Master handed him a dollar bill!

“Rise slave!” I rose.
“Kneel before your new Masters and show them homage and respect!” He handed my leash to Master Earl who gratefully took it, shook Walker’s hand, to the applause of the audience, yelling, whistling and stomping their boots. They were going banana’s as they all rushed to the foot of the stage.

I went though the ritual with Master Earl! He handed my leash to my other Master and I knelt in front of him and repeated the ritual! I found myself in his big arms hugging and kissing him. I have never felt more happy and proud in my life. I now belonged to the two best Men on the planet!

I was home! I had reached my destination! I was now to be owned by the two Men that I most loved in the world. Poor Wes! I had done him a great injustice. I lost trust in him! How could I even ask his forgiveness?

Wes had come through for us after all and I allowed my fear to see only what I wanted to see. He had shown me in my dream that it was Walker! I was too distraught to make the connection and would have none of it.

The person that held firm and never wavered trusting his slave was my Master! Our Master! Can I become good enough for him to one day trust me that much? I can only hope!

Walker took the microphone again and called for quiet for another announcement.
“Everyone! This party has been paid for by the funds from my Son’s account and there is to be a celebration at my home in Twenty Nine Palms beginning next Friday afternoon and lasting until Sunday evening around Six. You’re all invited! There is room for all! My slave will give everyone an invitation with a map to our place. Everyone is welcome!”

“Next weekend is for Master Earl, his new slave and my Brother, your Dungeon Master! Come help us celebrate!”Everyone cheered! People began to shake his hand with more enthusiasm. In ten minutes Walker had gone from “The Enemy” to “Supreme Hero”.

The party had just begun. People were eating and drinking. Either Master Earl or the Dungeon Master held my leash at all times during the evening. Neither wanted to let go of it. They had almost lost me and they were psyched to making sure they didn’t loose me again that evening. I knew that their apprehensions would soon subside. But I was enjoying their attention and affection.

Leon came to talk with me and the Dungeon Master.
“You must believe me Beau, I have worked for the Captain ever since he’s been in California and never knew he had another life. It doesn’t stop me from loving the Man. I even love him more for seeing this thing through for his Son. I suppose in some ways it is the greatest gift that one human can give another is the gift of love. He certainly loves you! He loved his Son! He has given you to those you love and who love you. I hope you don’t hold a grudge in your heart against him for deceiving you.”

“Leon, as full as my heart is at this moment, I couldn’t harbor a grudge against any one especially my Master’s Brother! Master Earl is off signing papers with Walker for a Quit Claim Deed and bill of sale of One Dollar for me! Truth is, Wes paid Six Thousand Dollars for me to give to my Masters. He made it up to Master Jeb for losing money to see that Wes became Master Earl’s slave. There were eight higher bids for Wes than Master Earl’s! Master Earl never knew ‘till years later! Master Jeb knew what he was doing and now he has been repaid ten fold by Wes. By the way Master, I get twenty five percent of that! Damn that’s Fifteen Hundred bucks! Wes accomplished what he sat out to achieve. Tell me, did the Captain give you your Deed of Trust to the five acres?”

“He did indeed Beau! The next night he brought it to me at the Stable! We rode out to the Cabin, I fixed us another couple of steaks, he spent the night, we made love, and we rode back the next morning! I owe the Man a great deal and I love him very much. He wants to join your Family as much as I do. The bash next weekend at his place will also be paid for by Wes as one of his request! We hope you’ll all come! It is for you and your Masters, Beau!”

“It will be up to my Masters, Leon, but it sounds good to me! I may or may not have a vote! I won’t push!” I looked at the Dungeon Master who had been sitting looking at me with wonder in his eyes all evening. He just smiled.

“We’ll probably be there Leon! He’s my Brother after all! I haven’t seen nor heard from him in five years. The Family told me he was on the road and didn’t know when to expect him back. He did put me through College! I owe him my forgiveness. Actually, what is there to forgive! He accomplished what he sat out to do and brought it off without a hitch! I love my Brother although he can sometime be a mysterious old coot!”

“Who will you finally belong to Beau? Master Earl or both Masters?”
“Maybe my Dungeon Master can answer that question for the both of us? To be honest, I’m not sure!”

“Beau will belong totally to Master Earl! He will be his slave! There will be no sharing of ownership for Beau’s sake. He will only have one owner! But, he will have two Masters!”

“Master Earl and I have worked out a satisfactory arrangement for me to spend some quality time with him for which I’m grateful. He didn’t have to. It was his idea! Earl’s generosity of spirit brought this about.”

“We’ve bonded as Brothers and I love Earl as much as my real Brother! Beau knows to refer to us both as his Masters when introducing or speaking of us. I don’t feel I’ve lost a slave that I fell in love with! I’ve gained a Brother and his slave that I love more than life itself! What greater gift can there be?”

“That’s pretty remarkable, Dungeon Master! Does Beau know the particulars of your agreement with Master Earl, Sir?”

“No, that’s between my Brother and I. Beau doesn’t need to know the details. He’s a slave! We’ll soon began his personal training! He’ll be treated more and more as a slave as we reign in on his discipline. He doesn’t get to know everything his Master’s have in mind for him.”

“Why are you getting an erection Beau?” Leon smiled and asked.
“Because of what my Master just said about treating me more and more like a slave and not needing to know everything they decide for me. It’s what I need Leon. It’s why I became a slave! I need to be owned and controlled but these two good Men! Used by them! Serve them and love them! That’s all I’ve ever wanted from life with the exception of getting back some appreciation for being a good slave. Neither have ever failed in that department!”

After a while and numerous visits by other well wishers Master Earl returned with Master Walker. Master Walker grabbed me and hugged me! I kissed him and thanked him!

“You are now officially Master Earl’s property! He owns you slave!” That was music to my ears. I was wondering about Master Earl’s contract when Master Earl spoke to me.

“The Dungeon Master and I were so moved by Bull and Charlie’s Bonding Ceremony last weekend that we decided to do the same next weekend at the Captain’s place! The Dungeon Master will officiate while you and I Bond in Ceremony! You will sign my Contract at that time. You may speak what words are in your heart and I will do the same. Much like Bull and Charlie. We thought you might enjoy that as well!” I agreed.

“Captain?” I asked Master Walker, “There are no Eunuch slaves are there?”
“No Son! That was a diversion to confuse you! Those are six empty apartments for use by guest and your Family when they come. Could you imagine me with six Eunuchs? I can barely keep Xander satisfied.”
“Then Xander is.....?”
“My slave Beau! For fifteen years! I thought my Brother would recognize him for sure but I had him wear his Mask when we brought you home and when we arrived this afternoon. Then too he’s gotten heavier but more muscular from working out over the years. It changes ones appearance quite a lot. He’s a fine actor though, don’t you agree!” Xander stood behind his Master and shuffled his feet looking down at his Boots.

“May I Master?” Big Jim knew instinctively what I wanted to do and dropped my leash.
I went to Xander and threw my arms around him, hugging him and kissed him! He got this great big smile on his face.
“You don’t hate me Beau?” he asked kind of sheepishly.
“What I said to you in the Limo that night, I meant! I won’t take that back! I kind a’ liked Master X! I thought that was hot!” He and I laughed together.

I later found out, the story of Xander was true. The only part that wasn’t true was Xander had fallen deeply in love with Walker and Walker loved him in return. Xander was not a trained slave but you never would have known it.

Walker was God to him and never so much as questioned any decision that Walker made except the one involving me. Xander fell in love with me on the way to Twenty Nine Palms and had voted against Walker going through with his plan. He was so worried that it would drive a wedge between Walker and his Brother.

Xander had been sold to Walker as a straight Male slave and was trained to be Walker’s cock sucking, Butt fucked slave! Walker had quite a few Mafia connections but he was not in the Mob nor participated in any of their dealings. He sometimes fronted a business deal that made their money legitimate. He made honest money for them using their questionable funds. He was scrupulously honest with all his business dealings and there was never any question of him cheating them. His books and records were always open to them.

They paid him handsomely for his services. Figures they had arrived at! Not him! They were extremely generous with Walker and he made good legitimate money for them in return. He had invested Wes’s money in some of these ventures. From a base of One Hundred Sixty Thousand dollars he ran it up to over half a million.

The weekend at his place he had all the records and deposits from Wes from day one if any one of us wanted to look at the books. Master Jeb perused them and was satisfied they were correct and legit. Walker said he would keep them for seven years if anyone ever wanted to look at them they could with no questions asked.

After deductions for my slave cost, the catering, and the weekend at the Captains place he gave us each a Cashier’s check for One Hundred Twenty Thousand Dollars. We were all speechless. I thought Master Jeb was going to faint! He could pay off Mt. Washington and fix it up like he always wanted!

I put mine in my savings account that Master Jeb and I opened together. I had a Hundred and Seventy Thousand dollars in that account.

Part II~The Slave With Two Masters

That Sunday night Master Earl and I said goodbye to the Dungeon Master, Master Jeb, Master Chief, and Will. Master Walker and Xander were still there as well. I loaded a small bag on the back of my Master’s Bike. The rest of my stuff I’d get later in the week.

The Dungeon Master would be by early in the morning to get me for Gym. I was to spend most of the day with them and they’d drop me off in Silverlake before my Master was due home. I insisted that I be there when he came home from work every day. I knew having someone there waiting for him was important to him. I would even leave the Kitchen door open for him as he did for me so many times.

I cried to say goodbye to Master Jeb, Chief, Will, and of course my Giant! I was leaving the only real home I’d ever known. Where I could feel safe and know that one of my Family was going to be there at all times. Someone to welcome me home from an adventure.

I held and kissed both Master Walker and Xander. In a different context I knew that they were going to be a major part of my life. The Captain’s prophetic words that if I believed in miracles and had faith then perhaps there was a way that all these Men that I love could live in close proximity and enjoy each other, had come true.

My Cowboy, Leon, had left earlier. He had to get back to take care of the horses. They didn’t understand parties. They had to eat and be taken care of. The Captain had called back to Twenty Nine Palms and told Gwenn to go to the Stables Saturday Night and care for the Horses ‘cause Leon was staying over in L.A. with him and Xander! I ran to the Fridge, returned and slipped a bright red apple in his leather jacket pocket.

“For my Buddy in the second stall!” I told him with tears in my eyes.
“See ya’on down the trail, Sweetheart?” He choked back his tears.
“On down the trail, Cowboy!” We kissed and he was gone down the hill.

Walker and Xander were staying over on the Mountain and returning to Twenty Nine Palms the next morning. I waved to all as my Master and I headed down the hill. How could I feel so retchedly sad and have such a glad heart at the same time? I was so relieved that I was finally going home with my Master! I had worked so hard to become his slave. His home was now my home.

We pulled into the carport, I opened his garage and he drove the Harley in! We closed the door, locked it and headed for the Kitchen door.
“No! No! You’re coming home as my slave tonight! Front door!” We went around to the front door, he opened it, picked me up and carried me over the threshold! What a diehard romantic, my Master was! That’s why I loved him! The sudden unexpected small acts of love that he would do to let me know I was special to him! I was important! He held me in his arms and kissed me after he kicked the door shut!

He sat me down and immediately snapped his fingers! I was at his boots in an instant and this time the tears that spilled on his beautiful heavy boots were all mine and not Wes’s. They were the tears of a slave so fucking glad to finally walk through the door into his Master’s world and know that he belonged.

I wouldn’t have the carrot dangled in front of me any more to do better, to work harder. I had the carrot standing in front of me in the form of my own personal Leather God! My Hero! My Master! My owner!

He patiently allowed me to eat my fill of his boots because he realized this moment I would remember the rest of my life. His hand was patiently waiting for me and I kissed it with more love and tenderness than I ever had to let him know how thrilled I was to at last be his slave. I put it to my cheek first, then to my forehead. He let me hold it there for several minutes and I was patient with him drinking in this moment as well.

“Rise my slave, my companion, my joy, my love and show your Master how glad you are to be his slave!” I damn near raped the poor Man right there, just inside our home! There was a trail of leathers, levis, boots, helmets, gloves, from the front door all the way to his bedroom.

I never had my Plug ripped out of my hole so fast in my life as a slave.
He took me so hard and so good I thought my fucking ass would try to bite his damn dick off. It wanted to! He was hot, primed and ready to take his new slave like a new slave should be taken.

Of course a good ride on a Harley will vibrate any one’s prostate until you could almost shoot when you pull your dick out to piss. I have before after a long ride! Shot right as I was pissing!

He wanted that fuck to be one I would remember! To my last breath, I will recall that fuck! He seemed like he couldn’t slam enough of his cock in me fast enough. It was like he was trying to crawl up inside my ass to make his own room to accommodate his Manhood. I met him slam for slam. I worked my ass so hard that night that when he shot in me, I began to vibrate all over and it ignited him at the same frequency until we were both in sync with our orgasms. We hit three right in a row at the same time, draining us both! He collapsed and I was spent.

I awoke much later with my Master breathing quietly, asleep on top of me with his cock still up my ass. I didn’t wake him I just rolled him to his side and pushed my ass down further on his dick to keep it warm during the night. I pulled some cover over us and went back to sleep.

The alarm went off early the next morning and I felt him hard in me again. I urged him to use me. He ordered me not to come as he wanted me to save it ‘till that evening.

He’d heard Chief brag about Will being ready every evening when he got home to take his after work load and wanted me to be ready for him when he got home this evening. Right here on his bed in the position! Ready for his hot Cop dick to empty his full days work load into his slave. He didn’t have to beg.

That evening I was primed, cleaned and ready! He had instructed me to leave my Plug out he didn’t want to mess with it. I was on the edge of our big bed in the position when my Master walked in full Uniform from his day’s work.

Damn he was hot in his Uniform. Now I knew why Allen wanted to play “Speeding Ticket or Blow Job” with him in his uniform.

He unbuckled his Helmet and threw it aside. He still was wearing his intimidating Sun Glasses as he walked over to me and unzipped his heavy cloth uniform pants. He reached in with his gloved hand and brought out his beautiful dick, fully erect from the anticipation of diving into his slave.

He positioned the big head at my rosebud, leaned over me and Officer Earl D. Shaw was home! Ready to unload a day’s worth of pent up frustrations into his slave’s ass! No rough stuff this fuck! That was one of the sweetest fucks he ever threw in me.

He threw a towel over my cock and told me to come in the towel to protect his Uniform. He fucked me until he started his flow then signaled me to get mine. I think I fill that towel with my come. I was ready and he was so damnably hot fucking me in his uniform. He insisted we repeat that scene every afternoon that week. He got no argument from me!

The next afternoon I wore a rubber with a reservoir tip to catch my come so he didn’t have to worry about getting any on his Uniform. He thought that was a good and clever idea his slave had!

That first week was a blur of activity. Master Jeb had given half of the proceeds of my sale to Big Jim for his help in my training. He gave me cash for my twenty five percent. I got two cards, one for my Dungeon Master and one for Chief.

On Chief’s I wrote:

Dearest Brother and Master,

There is no way I can truly thank you for what you mean to me. I owe my life to you and a large part of my happiness.

This is, in no way, an attempt to repay a greater debt I owe you. It represents money that was paid for me buy my Master’s previous slave and my love, Wes, to buy me as a slave for his beloved Master!

Somehow, it doesn’t seem right for me to benefit from the sale of my person. Therefore I am sharing this with you and the Dungeon Master for your role in my training. To say I am grateful for your unselfish time and help is not enough! Please accept this in the spirit of love it is given and, please Master Redfeather, do not speak to me of it! There is no need for thanks! In my heart you’ve earned every penny of this and more!
(However, I will accept a big hug and your best kiss as always!)

I love you with all my heart, your Brother and slave,
Beau.

I included five brand new One Hundred Dollar Bills and left the card with Will to give Chief when he got home that evening but not until after he had unloaded into Will’s hot little ass! That had become a ritual with them and Will was a Tiger at making sure all scheduling around chores and trips to the Market took into consideration that hour with his bunk mate Master. We found his enthusiasm amusing but heart warming.

I gave the card to Will around Noon on Wednesday and he took it up to Chief’s room to put it in his desk.

The Dungeon Master decided after an hours nap after lunch he wanted to use his slave. He didn’t want me to ride him. He got on top of me on his big bed and fucked the living daylights out of me. One of the only times I ever came twice during the same fuck. He fucked my ass so hard and so good that I thought the damn thing was gonna’ fall off. After I had cleaned him up and thanked him for that wonderful fucking I gave him my card.

Dearest Master,

I know Master Jeb has compensated you for training me and this is not payment for that or any of the hundreds of small things you have done for me over the last four months. You not only have become one of my Masters, you are Family! I don’t feel right profiting from the sale of me as a slave. My profit is in being sold to the wonderful Man that now owns me and his Bonded Brother who also shares me as my Master.

I decided, with my Master’s permission, to divide my portion of the sale between you and Master Redfeather. Please accept this in the spirit of gratitude it is given and do not thank me for it! No thanks is necessary! It is worth every penny of it every time I stand in front of a mirror with my clothes off and ask, “Who is that person looking back at me?”

However, I will accept a hug and a generous kiss as always!

You most humble and loving slave,
Beau

In a separate envelope I placed two brand new Five Hundred Dollar Bills.My Master Ox cried! He abided by my wish not to thank me but my God, when he took me in his arms and kissed me my worn ass hole suddenly was miraculously healed. Wow! He had never kissed me like that before.

The next day Will and I went with him to the Ford dealership in Glendale and he bought a brand new Ford Ranger 3/4 ton pickemuptruck! Beautiful fucking truck with an interior like a car. The salesman was a bit taken back when Big Jim counted him out cash to the penny! He got a better deal by paying cash or so we were told?

Will never missed a day caring for Chief! We all found great joy and amusement at his ferocity of purpose to serve Chief. He kept Chief’s room immaculate. He washed, folded and put away all of Chief clothes. Chief confided that the Kid looked after the smallest of details for him.

Will would not let Chief go to the shower alone. He was there to bathe him and then towel him dry afterward. Sometime after a hard days work Will would give him a rub down that Chief claimed was spiritual. It did as much for his soul as his tired body.

He went through his closet and spit shined every pair of Chief’s boots! Even his dirty old work boots! Will would work on them every night until he had them to a point it didn’t take him long every evening to have them clean, shined and ready for the next days work.

When he was through with Chief’s closet he moved to the Dungeon Master’s! When he had every boot in that closet cleaned and spit shined he moved to Master Jeb’s closet and didn’t stop until every pair of boots in the house was cleaned and spit shined.

Sam took one look at Chief’s boots and asked one word!
“Will?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Damn fine Job! The Kid has talent! Send him over!” They both laughed.

Dad Jake joked Chief to death about his little ‘belly warmer’ slave boy but he saw how contented and happy Chief was he was almost envious.

Chief was always bringing some trinket or thoughtful present home for Will almost daily. He bought Will a couple more pair of ‘Tuff Nuts’ and had the Dungeon Master and me pick them up for him. Will had fallen in love with wearing Overalls. He threw away all the underwear he owned and vowed never to wear underwear again. It took too long to get it off when one of his Master was in need of him! Besides, everyone in the household loved to come up behind Will and run our hands down the sides of his Overalls and play with his cock and balls. He would scream with delight and giggle like a school boy! He didn’t want underwear in the way of that delight. Even staid Master Jeb was caught a few times playing with the household pet as we came to refer to Will.

He was constantly in one or the other’s lap being fondled and played with. He was a love and brought more joy to Mt. Washington than any slave in memory. When the time came for him to go with his Master there were three sad, broken hearted Men left behind. But they adjusted and Will was a regular visitor to the Mountain. His Master was good to share him with his Family. Zack knew what close bonds the little shit was capable of forming. He had Zack’s heart tied up and lemniscated with the prettiest of ribbons!

Zack was a Handyman by trade. He took on some pretty ambitious projects. He had his contractor’s license and was bonded. Will wanted to work with his Master and slowly learned to use tools. He quickly became expert enough that Zack began to defer to Will on certain projects that Will was better at than Zack. Zack hated drywalling! Will made it his project to become an expert drywaller! Will had a natural mechanical aptitude that surprise everyone. He could fix anything!

Will got Big Dirk to teach him about maintenance on his Bike and his Master’s. He took over the caring for and maintenance of both his and his Master’s Harley’s. Dirk taught him how to tune them up and check timing and carburation of the Engine. Will got to be really good at it. So good Dirk offered him a job but Will wasn’t about to leave his Master’s side.

His Master insisted that Will expand his Musical Talents and time was set aside every evening for Will to practice. His Master would practically chain him to the Piano for two hours every evening. He not only loved to hear Will play he was so fucking proud when they went anywhere there was a Piano and Will wowed the crowd with his playing.

For Will, practicing had always been a chore and a bore! Somehow under his Master’s orders to practice it took on a new importance and he really began to progress by leaps and bounds. He even gave two recitals at the small theater house in Yucca Valley next to Joshua Tree. The first recital was mostly Family and friends.

A critic from the Valley paper attended for a chuckle and walked away stunned! He wrote such a glowing article about this talented young Man that Zack cut it out and framed it! The second recital was standing room only. The theater sold tickets and made more money on that recital than they ever had for a single event!

The Captain had a brand new Yamaha Nine foot concert grand that Will loved to play and would entertain the Family regularly. Even though he played mostly Classical Music they all were impressed with his flawless technique.

Will wanted to grow a Mustache and short beard. His Master loved him clean shaven because Will had the face of an Angel. Will thought people would take him more seriously if he looked more mature. He felt a beard and stach would do that for him. His Master agreed with a stipulation!

That one month from the day he agreed to the mustache Will would have to use his stach to clean his Master’s ass hole every morning before they went off to work. Zack was joking hoping he might change his mind.

Just the thought of it sent Will into sexual fantasy orbit! Did his Master really believe that was going to deter him from growing it? Will rubbed Miracle Grow plant food on it regularly to get it to grow faster. His Master forgot all about the agreement because he’d just been joking. Will didn’t forget!! He remembered and insisted his Master live up to his end of the deal.

So every morning Zack would drop his Overalls and put his legs on his slave’s shoulder while he cleaned him good with his tongue and stach! After a couple of months Zack noticed Will would excuse himself after lunch, go to the restroom, come back and his mustache would be glistening with moisture. At first Zack just thought Will was washing his face but the rest of his face was dry. Finally Zack couldn’t stand it any longer and ask.

“Slave! Why is it every day after we have lunch you go to the restroom and come back with your mustache wet.”
“Well Sir!” Will replied sheepishly, “I found one day when I washed my face that the moisture on my stach made the smell of your ass twice as strong and I could work through the rest of the afternoon smelling you! Keeps me hard all afternoon!

Poor Will thought he was going to have to call the para medics his Master was rolling on the fucking floor with laughter. Tears were streaming down his handsome face but he was smiling so he couldn’t be in pain! He clutched his gut he laughed so much!

“My wonderful slave! I have been paid a lot of compliments in my life but never one as dear to my heart as that one will be!” He hugged and kissed his slave right there at the truck stop café in front of God and everyone. They all just applauded! Zack pulled away from his slave and looked at him.
“Damn! You’re right it is stronger!” Then they both broke up!

Zack told that story over and over and each time he told it everyone in the Family would break up! Poor Will would just sit there, grin and blush. He wasn’t the least bit ashamed! He loved Zack with a passion no slave has ever loved his Master! In all these years they have never had a cross word for each other. Will fully accepts his Master’s word as final and never has challenged him in all these years!

Bull asked Will in a loud, seemingly “put-out” gruff voice, “You mean to tell me every Goddamned time I’ve kissed you I’m getting a taste of your Master’s ass hole, slave??” Will didn’t know whether to shit or go blind! Bull could be pretty fucking intimidating! Then Bull smiled!
“Come here, slave! Gimme’ some more! Zack has a pretty sweet tasting ass hole! No wonder you want to clean it every morning! Hell! I’ll sub for you when you’re sick!” He hugged and kissed Will as everyone fell out laughing.

Friday afternoon came around and the entire Family was headed to Twenty Nine Palms to Master Walker’s and Xander’s place. Master Walker will always be the Captain to me and everyone called him that!

I wanted to get my ‘Beezer’ from Sam and Yoshie to ride out with everyone and my Master said we didn’t have time. I could ride Buddy with him. Dirk had gotten Will’s Bike back to him and he was going to ride with us and we were going by Master Zack’s place in Joshua Tree to pick him and Button up! Master Jeb wanted to go too but was not yet quite up to riding his Bike again. So the Dungeon Master decided to take his new truck for him and Jeb.

I had talked to my Master about taking some money out of my savings to buy a new Bike before I went back to work. I loved Master Wolf’s and Chief’s new Harley Superglides. I really wanted one. My Master said he would talk with my other Master over the weekend and get back to me. For some reason I got the idea he wasn’t too keen on the idea for some reason. I wasn’t going to question my Masters reasons. If he didn’t want me to have it that was it! End of discussion! Barbara Beezer would just have to do! Well, she had been faithful!

We rode by Joshua Tree and picked up Zack and Button and we rode on from there. Twenty Nine Palms is just down the road a piece from Joshua Tree about twenty miles or so. There were a few Bikes already there but when we arrived the entire household including the Captain and Xander came out to greet us. My Cowboy was there to shake Master Earl’s hand and hug him. Then I went through the ritual greeting with him and the Captain.

“I could get use to slave’s greeting me this way Beau!” Leon told me as he hugged and kissed me.
“Well, you better Cowboy! You’re gonna’ be one of the finest Masters this Family has and we’re gonna’ find you a slave that will ride off into the sunset with you, hand in hand!” He laughed.

Bull and Charlie arrived and Charlie had a brand new Superglide like I wanted. Bull had just bought it for him as a Birthday present! Charlie really looked hot on it too. He looked like that Bike was made for him. I hugged and kissed him and told him how happy I was for him but that I was green with envy ‘cause I had just asked my Master if I could buy one! Everyone was complimenting Charlie on his new Bike and Bull was beaming with justifiable pride.

The weekend was like a dream. I stayed with my two Master’s in one of the main upstairs bedrooms with it’s own bath. Huge bed that would have slept four comfortably. The Captain had to have special sheets made for it. It was a beautiful room. We were to have our Ceremony Sunday afternoon then Master Earl and I were going to stay Sunday night there, the Dungeon Master was going to drive Master Jeb back to the Mountain and get his Bike and return. Big Jim, Master Earl, Will and I were going on a Bike trip to the Grand Canyon and return through Vegas on the way back.

Saturday night was wonderful. Everyone was in great spirits and the Captain couldn’t have been happier nor a better host. He had everything catered under Andre’s supervision of course. No one had to cook or do anything. Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner! Anything anyone could want! They’d cook it for you right there! There must have been three hundred people there.

Bull asked Will to play for everyone. Will wanted to but said he hadn’t completed learning the piece he was working on. Zack encouraged him! He sat down and announced that he would play the first eighteen variations on a Theme of Pagannini’s by Rochmaninoff! And play he did!

By the time he got to the Eighteenth Variation there wasn’t a dry eye in the room. The piece up to that point is one of technical fireworks, jumping all over the keyboard and then one giant chord from the Piano, a slow moving ostinato base line, then a melody only a genius could write.

It’s a melody of the heart, an emotional orgasm, that touches everyone who hears it! Will played it with passion and taste not letting the romanticism overshadow the innate beauty of the variation. The Family gave him a standing ovation! He was pleased! Zack could have burst from pride! He was so in love with Will!

Bull and Charlie were both in love with Will! They thought the world of him and loved to sit and talk to him by the hour. In their eyes, Will could do no wrong. He had healed Charlie’s piercings just as he had mine!

My two Masters and myself sat in our room and talked about who we wanted to participate in the Ceremony. We wanted a number of Master’s to surround us. The names we listed were: Master’s Beryl, Zack, Walker, Bull, Sarge, Josh, Sam, Dirk, Bert, Jeb, Chief, Doc. Dan, Wolf, and Leon. There were two others Master Sterling and Master Ward. I had explained briefly what the Ceremony involved to Leon and he wanted to be a part of it!

Master Earl and I had found a Silver Plate Challis in a thrift store for a couple bucks for our Ceremony. I requested that all Master’s participating piss into small plastic cups and Blaine carefully measured ½ ounce of each one’s using a shot glass! He emptied each into the Challis. That was to be presented to me by my Master as a symbol of my homage, respect and Bond to them and their acceptance of protection of me and my Master.

The next morning I was in the gym with my Dungeon Master, Will, Chief and Master Earl working out heavily. I wanted my body to be pumped for this Ceremony. By lunch time we all were looking pumped. My two Masters never looked better. Little Will was popping out all over the place. Chief was having it harder. He was tall and lean and while his muscles were solid and strong as a bulls he didn’t show much definition.

Will told him he had definition where it counted! We all laughed at his encouragement of his Master/bunkmate!

The Ceremony was to be at two. My Master lead me buy my new nose leash that the four Master’s had bought for me when I was pierced. I requested he use it! I was so proud of it and the effect it made on the crowd as well.

The sixteen Masters were already standing in a circle. No guest were allowed within the circle except us. The circle was made large enough that everyone could see with no problem.

My Master led me into the center before a small table and three kneeling pads before the table. The Dungeon Master was to officiate and Master Beryl was to give us his blessing at the end.

“Masters, slaves, Family and Friends! We have gathered here this afternoon for the signing of a contract between Master Earl and his new slave, Beau! Who goes by couple of alias’s: Bull Dog Butch, Little Beaver, and sometime just plain “Love” All three names he has more than earned! I personally watched him beat the living crap out of a pretentious leather Fairy that called himself a Master after he had severely hurt our newest family member. Master Sam claims he watched him do the same to another Man that pushed him too far.

He’s not violent by nature! On the contrary, he will do anything to avoid a confrontation but will not back down from one if it refuses to yield. He has the soul of a Natural slave and servant! He has the heart of a Lion!

Through the generosity of my Bonded Brother I am proud and honored to call him my slave as well.

Since Beau has undergone a slave Ceremony before our Family and is recognized as property we will not need to ask if he goes into slavery willingly as we did with Charlie! Beau is a recognized slave! Charlie wasn’t! But, by God, by a beautiful Ceremony and Bull! He is now! Right Charlie?”

“You have never been more right Dungeon Master!” Charlie responded with his finger pulling his nose ring in humor! The Family laughed. Bull roared with laughter.

“Therefore, do you understand slave Beau that the contract you will be signing will have no clauses to protect you from any modifications to your body your Masters may wish to have done to you?”

“I understand that there are no clauses to protect me Dungeon Master! It is my wish to sign my Master’s contract as presented to me!”
“Have you read his contract?”
“I have Dungeon Master!”
“Has a third party read it to you and discussed all ramifications and satisfied all your questions?”
“It has Dungeon Master!”
“And who has done this for you, slave?”
“My beloved Master and previous owner, Master Jeb!”
“Are his words true, Master Jeb?”
“He speaks the truth, Dungeon Master!” Replied Master Jeb proudly.

“Has any person threatened, coerced, or black mailed you to take this action!” “No Dungeon Master! It is my own decision!
“Are you comfortable with your decision? Do you have any fears or reservations what so ever?”
“I am indeed comfortable with my decision and have no fears what so ever!”

“I will ask you once more slave! Do you understand the ramifications of Master Earl’s contract and do you still wish to sign it?”
“I do and I do, Dungeon Master!”

“Then the two of you will come forward and sign the contract. I signed my name on the line that said slave signature on three copies. I signed it in a large flourish Andrew Beaureguard James Jr.! My Master signed under my name in equally large flourish, Earl D. Shaw! The three witness we chose were Master Beryl, Master Jeb and Master Chief. They all signed.

My Master gently took my nose chain and led me back to the kneeling pads.
“We will now begin the Bonding Ceremony! This Ceremony is patterned on Bull and Charlie’s Ceremony. We were all so Wowed by their’s that parts deserve repeating. It is said the sincerest form of flattery is imitation. So Bull and Charlie this Ceremony should only add to the validation of yours.” The Dungeon Master picked up the Challis and held it up to be seen by all.

“Our slave requested that each Master in the Ceremony contribute some of his bodily fluid to this Challis as a symbol of his homage and respect for all these Men and their Bond to him and his Masters! Stand slave!”

I stood and took the Challis from the Dungeon Master and thanked him. I held it out and above my head and turned 360 degrees stopping before each Master to nod. I then bowed to my Master and the Dungeon Master and consumed the contents of the Challis in three gulps. I handed the Challis back to the Dungeon Master as whispered, “More please!”

The Dungeon Master started laughing and so did my Master!
“Some salves!!” The Dungeon Master spoke in mock disgust “Nothing is sacred to them! He asked for more!” The entire Family broke up and applauded. So did the sixteen Masters around us.

My Master ordered me to kneel again. The Dungeon Master wiped out the Challis with a damp cloth and filled it with wine from a decanter. He handed Master Earl the same hunting knife that Bull and Charlie used in their Ceremony! My Master cut his wrist and it began bleeding. He ordered me to turn my head and he cut my opposite wrist!

He handed the knife back to the Dungeon Master who then took a three foot long cloth similar to the one Bull and Charlie used and wrapped our clasped wrist three time and then tie it on top in a square knot. We were bleeding into the cloth pretty good. It was being stained all the way through.

I looked at my Master and smile. He winked and smiled back.
“Slave Will! Front and center!” The Dungeon Master snapped his fingers and pointed to the pad next to us and Will was kneeling beside us. The little shit had tears in his eyes. The Dungeon Master gave him the open Bible to hold for us.

“Slave Beau! Do you have any words for your new Master! If so, speak them now!”

“Master Earl, I bring to you the secrets of my soul, I humbly and respectfully lay them at your boots as I enter your world as your property, your slave.”

“I would respectfully request, you guard them as your own, to understand the foundations of my love. With you I rest them! There they shall abide, within your trust, under your boot, for all eternity!”

“Please, Master, take this worthless shell, pour into it your wisdom and demands to meet your needs. Let my will become your will!”

“It is with humility of heart and resignation of my soul that I become your slave to serve you willingly by day and comfort you by night. May God and his Angels help me to please you in all things! My hand upon the Holy Bible I do so swear!”

“Master Earl, do you have any words for your slave and if you do, please speak them now!”

“Good slave, you have been sold to me in good faith by those who have rightfully claimed to own your body and your soul. You are now my personal property, my chattel, my slave, recognized by our Family.”

“I accept your words, your life and soul for mine and my Bonded Brother! You will be patiently molded, as we determine, to serve us! To serve us well by day and pleasure us by night.”

“You no longer have needs! Your only need will be to serve your Masters! You will serve both as we see fit and open your heart to each to drink our fill of your love. Your body will become a constant vessel for our seed. Unless, ill or indisposed, you will never deny either his pleasure!”

“We accept the responsibility of seeing to your needs. We will determine your needs and provide for them accordingly! If we determine you have no need, our word will not be challenged!”

“You will be controlled and demanded of by two iron fists within soft leather gloves! The gloves being the deepest love of two good Masters!” “Our hands upon the Holy Bible: I do so swear! Dungeon Master?” The Dungeon Master placed his hand on the Bible covering ours and spoke.
“I do so swear!” He took the Bible from Will and sent him away.

The Dungeon Master held up the Challis filled with wine and spoke.
“Once again this Challis of wine represents the Blood of Jesus Christ and the two Men kneeling before me. All Masters will drink first and then the slave. Master Beryl will finish any left over! All must be consumed!”

He handed the Challis to my Master who sipped of it. The Dungeon Master took it to the first Master around us Master Dirk who sipped and so on until all Masters in the Circle had drunk including Master Beryl. The Dungeon Master then sipped and handed the Challis to me. I sipped and handed it back to him. There was a small amount left. I had taken a big ole mouthful to save Master Beryl from having to get drunk!

“Now our revered Family leader, Master Beryl, head of the Clan Mc Innis will offer the final blessing, Master Beryl...........” The Dungeon Master then kneeled on the pad next to us and enfolded his huge arms around the both of us. My free hand was around his back and my Master’s free hand was resting on my shoulder. He squeezed my shoulder as he sat his hand upon it. I patted my Giant as he joined us!

“These three Men are so dear to my heart that it is difficult to determine where the love for one ends and the other begins. When I first met this slave he was with Jim and I naturally assumed Beau was his slave. When he explained that Beau was being trained and sold, hopefully to Earl, I felt bad for Jim because I could see the love that passed between them.”

“However, we knew Earl for a number of years and loved him equally and was glad for him! Now, to have these two wonderful Masters Bond as Brothers and share this slave is more than I could have wished for. The only comment I may have to the slave, who is my adopted Son, is you have hit the jackpot, Son, to be loved by these two Men!” The audience applauded.

He raised his hands over us and began his blessing!
“May the goodness and love of our Heavenly Father give you peace and abide in your hearts now and for ever more! Amen!” The crowed followed with one massive, “Amen” afterward. The Dungeon Master then unwrapped our arms and Master Earl leaned forward and kissed me. The Dungeon Master kissed his Brother and then me. They both rose leaving me kneeling. Master Earl spoke!

“Now salve! Show homage and respect for your new Masters. I kissed first Master Earl’s Boots and then the Dungeon Master’s. They each held their hand down for me. I kissed the Dungeon Master’s first and then Master Earl’s and put them both to my forehead. The Dungeon Master then gave the final order.

“Rise new slave and show your new owner and his Brother love!” That’s all it took to open my flood gate. I have never kissed and loved two big Men like that in my life. I was, now, in spirit and flesh their property! They owned me body and soul! I was theirs! I belonged! I was home!

Every one was hugging, kissing and wishing us well. There wasn’t a dry eye among us. It was powerfully emotional for all!

As people began to settle down Blaine brought forward two gifts from me to my Masters. Everyone watched in anticipation at what was in the two same sized boxes. Master Earl got his open first and pulled out the most beautiful eighteen foot ‘Black Snake’ Bull Whip you ever saw. The Dungeon Master got the same. They were thrilled and wowed! Many jokes were made about my gifts and my motivations! I responded to each with enthusiasm and agreement.

Then Blaine handed me two cards! One from each Master!
“Sorry slave! We got you cards for the occasion!” I assured them that cards were fine I didn’t expect anything. I was instructed to open the Dungeon Master’s first! I did, and on the front was a beautiful photograph of a full dress Harley-Davidson! Inside there was ½ a picture of a Super Glide taped to the top of the card! It read:

“Sorry slave! I could only afford ½ of this! Love your Giant! I hugged and kissed him assuring him that ½ the picture was fine! He encouraged me to open Master Earl’s. I did and at the top was the back half of the Superglide under it was written, “Together we could afford the whole thing!” and there was a key taped to the card. I was stumped and stunned! Where? What?

Charlie came forward and handed me the other key! The Bike he rode up on was my gift from my two Masters! I broke into tears again! Hell, this was just too much! No wonder Master didn’t want me to get the BSA from Sam’s! And, we were about to take a long trip! Hot Damn! What a day! Not only had my dream come true of becoming a slave to two of the best Men on Earth, I also had a new Bike!

It was still early afternoon but Master Jeb wanted to get back so the Dungeon Master could return in good time. Master Zack insisted Will go with Master Jeb and the Dungeon Master to keep him company on the way back. Big Jim appreciated that. We wished Master Jeb goodbye and told him we would see him in a week.

Everyone partied hardy! It was one of the best bashes in memory. Just as the Sun was setting. The Dungeon Master and Will rode into the compound on the Dungeon Master’s full dress Hog. We all welcomed them back.

We all sat in the Spas and said goodbye to all the Family that were leaving. Soon we were left with Master Earl, the Dungeon Master, Will, me, the Captain, Xander and Leon.

Leon joined us! When he dropped his towel for the spa I thought Will was going to shit right there in the Spa. He couldn’t help but stare! I laughed and told him!

“Will! You know it’s not polite to stare at a Master!” I said in mock rebuke.
“Leave Will alone!” Barked the Dungeon Master, “I can’t take my fucking eyes off of it, why should Will?!” We all fell out laughing and Leon held out his arms for Will. He didn’t have to ask twice! I’ve never seen a small Man move that fast in my life and he was in Leon’s lap!

“May I feel it Sir?” He asked shyly.
“Of course you can! I didn’t offer you to come over hear to bend your ear!” Boy was that a truism! Will sat in Leon’s lap all evening and whispered back and forth with Leon.

Leon would play with him and kiss him behind the ear. I was glad to see that Leon was coming out of his shell! Will later asked his Master/bunkmate Chief if he could stay the night with the Sable Master! Chief asked Leon if that was alright with him. Leon smiled and assured him it was fine.

Chief smiled and then jokingly told Will there better be some left over for him! We all laughed knowing that Will was about to be fucked by the “Mount Everest” of cocks! Good for both of them! It will give Leon a chance to have a good little slave pleasure him. Let him see what he might have for himself if he took on a slave!

That night I again slept between my two Masters! I serviced Master Earl first as the Dungeon Master watched and cheered us both to orgasm! Then I rode Babe to the barn as Master Earl cheered us on. They were both hot! I didn’t know either of them could be that foul mouthed or dirty! Did it for me!

“Dungeon Master?” Master Earl asked Big Jim.
“Yes Officer Shaw?”
“Did that seem sweeter to you than it ever has before with our slave?”
“Ten times sweeter, Bro”

“I fully agree!” Replied Master Earl
“And why do you think that is, Sir?!” Big Jim asked.
“Because we own that little ass, My Brother!”
“Well, then Bro. Help yourself! Take another slice! Take a big piece this time!”

“Thank you Dungeon Master! I believe I will have me another big ole piece! Feel free to plug the other hole, Bro, while I tear off my big piece! No sense it sittin’‘round doing nothing when it could be pleasurin’ it’s other Master!”

“Don’t mind if’n I do, Bro! Open you skull-pussy slave, Daddy’s movin’ in!” Both holes were smiling! After all that’s what they’re for! My Master’s pleasure and comfort!

I had found the best of both worlds. I had the Beauty and still had my Beast. I didn’t have to choose! I had the most handsome, drop dead gorgeous LAPD Motorcycle Officer for my owner and Master! Big Jim, the Dungeon Master, my Giant Beast was my other Master.

They took great delight in sharing me with each other in the same bed. I thought it was pretty cool myself. This was one Fairy’s tail that was happy at both ends; as both were stuffed more regularly than Tiny Tim’s Christmas Goose!

And, so, the two big Men, the Beauty and the Beast, fucked their slave happily ever after!

THE END~

“Now, wasn’t that a great story about Uncle Beau and his two Masters?” Daddy Bull said as he slowly closed the big book! Bull was the mean assed looking one of Little Bill’s Dads, the one that wore clothes!

Bull leaned over, kissed the child on the forehead and spoke gruffly,
Goddamn it!!
I told you I loved you!
Now! Go, the fuck, to sleep!!
That’s an Order, Son!!! Bull said more gently.
Little Bill threw his tiny arms around the big Man’s neck, hugged and kissed him!

Bull drew back and grimaced ominously at the boy! His big heart melted like a cheap candle as ‘Whitey’ just smiled at him with those fucking killer blue eyes of his!
Bull leaned over and kissed him one more time!
Just to show the Kid who was Boss!
He didn’t fool Little Bill for a minute!
He knew who was Boss!
It was his Dad that didn’t wear clothes!

End Part XXV~End of Story! (See Note Below!)
Waddie Greywolf
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Authors Note: I have been considering writing a Post Script to 3TB to bring all the Character to date. Who’s still alive? Who’s with whom? Where are they now sort of thing! Some may think I should leave this the end. Others may want to know what has happened to the Family Clan
Mc Innis that they have so graciously taken to their hearts! Many of you have been kind enough to E-mail and say, “In a way, the Family has become my Family!” and the one line I cherish above all others, “They have given me hope!” God bless all of you who have opened your hearts to me!

I will leave it up to you, the readers, if you want a Post Script, my E-mail address is above! If you think it should end here, let me know your vote as well!~ My very best to all for making this a wonderful experience and journey! ~

Master Waddie Greywolf ~8/15/01