by Sean Michael
“No, Master.” He found himself caught in the dark gaze, his entire body trying to respond.
“Then you should have a meal. You both should. Wake your pet and come to my rooms. There’s a meal set out there. Once you’ve eaten, he can watch as you pleasure me.”
“Yes, Master. Your rooms are connected to mine, yes?” He’d been a bit addled and more aroused than he had been in years when he’d arrived, but he was very pleased to see that maybe his hopes hadn’t been in vain, that he was special to Ceris.
“Yes, this way.” It was Ceris who picked Harmony up, gathering the boy like he weighed nothing. “You got him to sleep, and deeply, at that. Impressive.”
“Thank you, Master. He’s quite frightened.”
“You saw past his anger, then.” Ceris nodded to the couch and, when he sat, set Harmony down at his feet.
Kerr hoped so. Harmony hadn’t seemed angry to him, just terrified.
“You should wake him, boy. And then we can eat.” Ceris pulled the lid off a tray on the low table by the couch before settling next to him. There were fruits of all sorts cut into shapes on the tray.
“Yes, Master.” He stroked Harmony’s forehead. “Master Ceris wishes you to wake, pretty pet.”
“Have you decided what he’ll call you?” Ceris asked as Harmony moaned and pressed his face against Kerr’s feet.
“No, Master. I suppose that I should have him call me Provider, yes? That is tradition?”
“Tradition is well and good, but does that feel right to you?”
Harmony shifted, then blinked up at him, looking a little dazed, and Kerr wasn’t sure that was the right word at all.
“Hello, pet. Master Ceris wishes you to wake.” He stroked the warm cheek.
Harmony shrank against him, away from Ceris.
Ceris chuckled. “You don’t need to be frightened of me, pet. I’m not your master.”
“Shh. Shh, sweet pet. I have you.” Kerr kept petting Harmony’s hair, gentling the nervous demon.
Harmony pressed against him, but settled there, nuzzling his hand.
“He definitely likes you. Go ahead and feed him a few pieces of fruit. Like this.” Ceris grabbed a piece of pineapple and held it to Kerr’s lips, rubbing against them. When he gasped, Ceris slipped the fruit right in.
He moaned, the sweetness and tart exploding on his tongue. Delicious.
“Your turn,” Ceris murmured.
Kerr could feel Harmony’s eyes on him. He could feel his pet yearning for a bite. That poor dry mouth would soak up the juices from the fruit and not only would it provide some much needed sustenance, but it would be light on Harmony’s empty stomach. Fruit had been the perfect choice for Harmony, and Master Ceris would have known that.
“Open up, pretty. You must be so hungry, and the fruit is sweet.”
Harmony opened without a moment’s hesitation, and Kerr heard a soft whimper. He fed Harmony two bites, then offered him another sip of water. His pet took it all eagerly, rubbing against him in a gesture of thanks.
“Well done, Kerr. Now feed me.”
“Yes, Master Ceris. It would be my pleasure.” He chose a few perfect bites and offered them to Ceris’ lips.
Ceris fed him in turn, and he dropped the occasional piece into his pet’s mouth, earning a nuzzle against his hand for every bite.
It was Ceris who called an end to the feeding. “Come to bed, boys. It’s time for you to bring me pleasure.”
“Yes, Master.”
His pet gasped, the sound loud, shocked.
“You can give your pet his first lesson. I expect him to aid you in pleasuring me.”
“Yes, Master. He is very untried.” And Kerr had no idea whether Harmony understood how to pleasure a man.
“I know. It will make his lessons all the more enjoyable.” Ceris leaned in and took his mouth, the kiss hard and hungry. He heard Harmony gasp at his knee, knew his pet was watching.
He opened, his entire body responding, his cock filling eagerly. Ceris licked into his mouth, tongue sliding and wriggling.
Then the kiss was over, Ceris standing and holding out his hand. “Come, boy.”
“Yes, Master.” He stood, the gauzy robe he wore sensitising his skin.
Ceris’ hand wrapped around his, warm and firm. “Bring your pet with you, boy.”
“Come, sweet one. Our master needs to be attended to.” He touched Harmony’s shoulder, encouraging him to stand.
Harmony’s eyes were huge, but he stood, clinging to Kerr.
“Look at you, so tall!” He laughed; Harmony towering over him. He’d seen the long limbs and known that Harmony was taller than him, but he hadn’t expected him to be this much taller.
Harmony hunched his shoulders immediately, and Kerr hated to see him so self-conscious.
“Stand tall!” he encouraged. “If I need you on your knees, I’ll tell you.”
Harmony unclenched some, standing a little straighter.
“You’re taller than him, but not me, pet. Go on and listen to your protector. He’s the only one looking out for you, so best not to upset him through disobedience.”
Harmony managed to stand tall and still look like he was frightened to death at the same time.
“Good pet.” He stroked Harmony’s belly.
It rippled for him, and Harmony’s eyes went wide, like he was surprised.
Ceris chuckled. “He’s going to be amazing once you’ve got him trained. In the meantime, I have a sizeable erection that needs attention, boy.” Ceris stripped out of his clothing and lay down on his huge bed. It could easily hold a good portion of the harem, like it was made to contain writhing bodies.
“How can I serve you, Master? My mouth? My hands? My hole?”
“I want your mouth. And your pet can have your cock in his mouth at the same time.”
He heard Harmony’s immediate denial, and he focused on Ceris, on the heavy cock that begged to be worshipped. “Yes, Master.”
“You will make him suck you, too, boy. Don’t let him disobey.”
He glanced up to Ceris. He didn’t know how to make someone who obviously didn’t want to suck, do it.
“You know what he fears, boy. You use it like a stick. You know what he likes. Use it like a carrot.”
“Our master wants you to suck me, pet. You need to try. I will be gentle.”
Harmony shivered and shook his head. “I’m not this kind of demon!”
Kerr looked to Ceris again, worried. “Then you must go back in the cage.” Was that correct?
Ceris looked pleased.
Harmony’s eyes went wide, and he whimpered. “Please…”
“Oh, pet. Shh. Shh. No one wishes to harm you.” And he hoped the threat worked because he wasn’t sure he could carry it out. He had no desire to force Harmony back there.
“He’s going to be harmed… no, actually, he won’t be.” Ceris gave Harmony a smile. “No one’s going to hurt you, pet. We’ll just put you in the cage so you can watch as I hurt your protector for your disobedience.”
Harmony’s eyes went wide, his mouth opening on a gasp.
“In fact, that is how it shall be. I will make your protector pay for every disobedience.”
Kerr gasped and turned to Harmony. “Please, pet. I don’t wish to be punished.”
“This isn’t fair,” Harmony protested.
They were demons. Fair didn’t enter into it.
“It’s how it is, though,” Kerr murmured, hoping very much that Harmony would obey. He loved all the things that Master Ceris would do to him, but not if they were done as a punishment. Even a kiss would lose its lustre if he was told it was offered as a penance.
Harmony blinked hard for a few moments, then bowed his head. “I’ll do it.”
“I promise not to hurt you. I swear to be a good protector.”
“Yes…”
“Yes, Sir,” snapped Ceris. “You need to improve your manners, pet.”
“I wasn’t born to this! I made
a mistake!” The pain in Harmony’s words went straight to Kerr’s heart.
“And this is the price of your mistake, pet,” Ceris countered.
Tears fell down Harmony’s face.
“Don’t let the tears deter you,” Ceris told him.
Kerr’s heart raced, and he found himself simply wanting to go back to bed. Ceris tilted his head and looked into his eyes.
“Trust me, boy. This will be a good thing, once you’ve got him trained.”
“Yes, Master.” He took strength from Ceris’ touch, from his gaze; he needed to do this. Then he turned to Harmony and very gently ordered, “Please, pet. Kiss me.”
Harmony’s eyes flashed up to meet his gaze, tears and surprise in them.
“The right response is ‘Yes, Sir,’ and then to do it,” Kerr suggested.
Blinking a few times, Harmony cleared his throat, then murmured “Yes, Sir,” and pressed their lips together quickly. As a kiss it was terrible. As a step toward obedience, it was huge.
“See? Painless.” He offered Harmony a smile, then turned his attention to Ceris’ cock.
Ceris lay back, the thick club of a cock right there for him.
“Watch what I do, and do the same thing to me,” he told Harmony.
He wanted to be able to pay attention to Ceris, to have Ceris’ attention on him. That was all. He needed to suck, it was like an itch in his belly and he could imagine just how good Ceris’ cock was going to taste. He was drooling for it, quite literally. He licked at Ceris’ cock, focussing on the feel of it beneath his tongue, the taste of it. Heavy and thick, he loved how the Dominants’ pricks grew, challenging their boys. He was more than ready to meet that challenge.
“Are you pleasuring your Protector, pet?” Ceris asked, and Kerr could tell from his growl that he was pleased with Kerr’s touches.
As Harmony’s first, tentative touch of his tongue landed on his cock, Kerr wondered if that meant his own prick would grow as well, now that he had a pet to train. He’d have to see. For now, he focused on nothing but Ceris, on making his master explode with need. He licked and lapped at Ceris’ cockhead, nudging at the thick ridge. Harmony whimpered, but licked at his cock as well, tongue untutored and so sweet, so gentle.
Ceris needed a stronger touch, and Kerr dragged his tongue over the tip, so slowly. Ceris spread his legs a little, giving him plenty of room to work. The leaking seed made his tongue tingle, made him wiggle and hum for more.
Harmony’s tongue licked at his slit again and again. Kerr blinked at a pleasure he’d never felt before, staring up at Ceris, who smiled at him, the look wicked. He found himself blushing, but pleased as well. Ceris excited him and the addition of the rare touch of another’s tongue on his cock felt huge.
“Little needy slut. How much fun we shall have. Does your plug ache, or does your needy hole need another?” Ceris asked.
“I would taste your seed, Master.”
“You will taste it, boy.” Ceris’ hand tangled in his hair, and he was drawn down, the pressure inside his throat steady.
He relaxed, opening up. He closed his eyes and sucked as hard as he could, focussing on it, on how much he loved this. He loved how it made him feel, how he made Ceris feel.
Harmony licked the tip of his cock again, and he put his hand in Harmony’s hair, stroking gently and hoping to encourage Harmony to keep following his lead. The touch finally changed, Harmony taking his cockhead in and sucking. His eyes flew open, and he shivered, beginning to take more and more of Ceris’ erection, his lips pulling at the corners.
“I can tell he’s finally obeying you,” murmured Ceris. “You just went from giving me a good blow job to giving me a great one.”
The words, Thank you, Master, formed but never made it past the erection in his mouth. Instead of saying it, he moaned happily, slurping around the heavy shaft.
Harmony kept with him, sucking on his cockhead before taking a little bit more in. Harmony’s tongue slapped at the tip, sending a little zing through him, just as he swallowed around the head of Ceris’ cock.
He swallowed hard, his hands sliding up along Ceris’ body, exploring and reaching. His pet was paying attention, hands sliding along his legs, hesitant but warm. The touches seemed more eager than the licks. He bobbed over Ceris’ body, sucking hard and lashing at the wide cock with his tongue.
“Good boy. Take more now,” Ceris ordered. “I want you to make me need.”
Opening wide, he took more of Ceris’ cock into his mouth, his lips stretched impossibly wide.
“Good. Good. Soon I’ll take your ass, plug you again.”
Harmony’s lips stuttered on his cock, but Kerr didn’t miss a beat, pulling even harder at Ceris’ heat. There was nothing he wanted more. He needed to be spread and stretched, taken and possessed. He needed it.
Ceris suddenly grabbed his head, holding him in place and humping up into his mouth. He forced himself to open, to relax and submit as he had been trained to. He would not embarrass himself.
“Take what you need from your pet, boy.” Ceris’ growl shivered along his spine.
He tensed, caught between frightening his pet and obeying his master. Ceris didn’t tell him again, humping up harder into his mouth. He pressed into Harmony’s lips as he sucked, his head beginning to spin. He felt Harmony’s whimper around his cock, but the suction didn’t stop. No hurting. Careful. Careful. Oh, hells. Please.
Ceris punched in harder, faster, fucking his mouth. “Do it. Fuck your pet’s mouth.”
Kerr sobbed softly, pushing so carefully.
“You’re allowed to come, boy. No. You’re expected to come.” Ceris chuckled, the sound low and wicked. “Now and then again when I stretch you.”
He whimpered, his cock throbbing in Harmony’s mouth.
His hair was tugged, his horn stroked. “On my word, boy.”
If his mouth hadn’t been filled with Ceris, he would have answered, “Yes, Sir.” As he couldn’t, he hummed instead, as loudly as he could.
Ceris arched at the vibrations, a roar filling the room. It sent shivers down his spine, his cock throbbing. He wasn’t sure how he kept from coming, but he did. He swallowed, working Ceris hard.
“Yes, boy. Yes! Yes!” Ceris slammed up into his mouth and shot, the come filling his mouth, his throat, and his belly.
He swallowed hard, drinking Ceris down with a burst of pure, unadulterated need. Without even thinking about it, he began thrusting his hips, filling Harmony’s mouth. Harmony grabbed his thighs, slowing his speed, and he fought to ease up.
Ceris petted his head. “Clean me up, boy, and I might let you come.”
He would have done it regardless -- he’d already been given permission, after all. Ceris hummed as he cleaned the gorgeous cock, working to make sure not a millimetre was left untouched by his tongue. His own need banked slightly, kept at bay by the force of his will.
“Oh, your trainer deserves a raise. How could someone have owned you and not used you?”
Kerr had no idea, but the last seven years of functioning as Horatio’s head of household had proved that it could be done.
“Their loss. My gain.” Ceris’ praise was a balm for the fact that he had been unused and then given away.
He dragged his tongue over Ceris’ slit, gathering the last bit of seed. It earned him another moan. When he looked up, Master Ceris’ eyes were on him, heavy lidded.
“Don’t forget your pet, boy. He needs your attention. He needs to be taught how to take your seed when you shoot.”
“I’ve never done this before, Master.” He was the slave, not the master.
“Then I guess you need to ask someone for help.”
He rolled his eyes at himself. Of course. He was used to functioning all alone. “Master, I would very much appreciate your assistance. Very much.”
“Good, boy. You’ll get to come soon for that.” Master Ceris moved down the bed to curl up behind Harmony.
His pet froze, even his suction stopping. Ke
rr tried to push all his comfort into his gaze. His pet had nothing to fear from Master Ceris and soon enough, Harmony would be more comfortable participating in the things that happened in the harem.
“Relax, pet. I’m not going to deflower you. That pleasure will go to your protector.” Ceris nuzzled his cheek along Harmony’s, fingers coming up to his throat. “Kerr is going to come while he’s in your mouth. Seed is slightly salty and will be the essence of your protector. It will flood your mouth and pour down your throat.”
Harmony groaned, head shaking from side to side, even as the suction increased.
“You’re going to be a sweet slut, aren’t you?” Master Ceris grinned. “He doesn’t want to admit it, but he’s eager for you, boy. He wants to know.”
“Are you, pet?” Kerr asked, pleasure making him shiver. “I will show you.”
Ceris nodded. “That’s right. Come together and show me how well you work together. One sucking, one coming.” Ceris reached up, pinching one of his nipples firmly, teasing and making him ache, making him cry out and push deeper into Harmony’s mouth. “Swallow around his tip, pet. Pull that come out of him.”
“Please. Please, pet. So good, your mouth.”
Harmony swallowed a couple of times in rapid succession, squeezing the top of his cock.
“I’m going to…” And he did, spending with a soft cry.
Harmony swallowed once more, then gagged, pulling off, come spilling from his mouth. Ceris growled and took Harmony’s lips, feeding with a hard, bruising kiss. Harmony flailed for a moment. Then one hand found his thigh and grabbed hold, Harmony easing slightly as Ceris continued to kiss him.
Kerr knew how erotic, how overwhelming Master Ceris’ kiss could be, just after a single day. Harmony moaned, hand opening and closing on Kerr’s leg. Kerr rested back, his body threatening to stay hard.
Ceris drew slowly back and lounged against the pillows. “Not bad, pet. For your first time. You’ve saved your protector a whipping. Keep it up, and his ass won’t suffer.” Then the wicked smile grew. “At least not too badly.”
Harmony’s eyes went wide, and he looked from Ceris to Kerr.
Kerr rippled, his arousal flaring again. “Yes, Master. As you wish.”