The Team Mascot CH 5 & 6 by Lokki_smiles

Chapter 5The alarm went off at six. Linda and Betty were wrapped arm in arm on the sofa. I woke them. The bustle of packing the car, eating breakfast, and showering kept the sexual activities of last night in the background. The three of us drove to the airport. The sisters unpacked the car, I queued in and we sat together waiting for the signal to board. I took time to peck and snuzzle the necks of each sister, making sure to give Linda more attention. Last night was a turning point in our relationship and I felt the need to re-enforce the love of my wife.

When the boarding announcement was broadcast I took each sister into my arms and kissed them fully and deeply. My last words to the two of them was,”Betty, you will move in with Linda until I get back,”. Turning to my wife,” what happens when I get home will depend on how well you two get along.” A casual observer would not have known the depth of the conversation but we all knew what I was bringing into our lives. At least the part I shared with them. The other part I shared with no one but “my team”.

I walked through the tunnel, into the plane, found my seat, and looked out on the tarmac. I wasn’t sure what the next two weeks had in store for me, but I knew I would come back a changed man.

I sat quietly with my eyes closed as people moved up and down the aisle until a familiar voice spoke,” So you made it. Good”. My cock twitched as Ben warm tone filled my ears. Settling in next to me, our hands touched, and I felt excitement like no time in my life.

I never thought about it before today but I knew nothing about the man sitting next to me. The next three hours were filled with conversation, laughter, and story on the story of our past. Ben is a powerful lawyer with his own firm and a staff of underlings that catered to his every whim. He had a home in the older part of our hometown. Owning a small nursery, I knew that neighborhood well. A gated community with big houses, manicured lawns, and small groves of fruit trees. I had to get a passkey every time I made a delivery to any of the homes along that street.

We sipped single malt scotch from an oversized flask Ben had stashed in his shoulder bag. Ben mentioned his need to use the restroom then he whispered in my ear,” Give me ten minutes and come to the last stall.” I had heard the tales of the “Mile High Club” but today I was going to be inducted into the “brotherhood”. I rose on weak legs anticipating what was about to happen. I tapped on the occupied sign and Ben opened the door. I slid in with my face to the mirror. Ben reached around my waist and undid my belt, tugged down my pants and boxers, applied lubricant, and then pulled my waiting ass down on his cock.

He slid into my well trained rectum until I was sitting on his lap savouring the feel of being his toy. Ben seldom used obscene language but today he lightly bit my shoulder and said,” Are you going to sit there for the whole flight? Or are you going to fuck yourself?”. My cock was already covered in clear cream but that nasty comment made a new drop of dew ooze r I reached for the rim of the sink in front of me and pulled myself up off Ben’s thick member. I sucked in a breath of air as he slide out until the mushroomed head touched my inner ring. Returning to his lap, Ben’s weapon tapped across the back of my prostate. My cock danced in time with each stroke. Faster and faster I pumped. Ben gripped my sides helping me to drive myself crazy with lust. Our mutual moans called the attention of a blonde flight attendant who tapped on the door.”You alright?”. Ben answered breathlessly, “Yes. I’ll be out in a few minutes”. We stepped up the pace and Ben exploded deep in me. He then turned me around and quickly sucked me into his mouth. I came so fast then I was panting like a wild dog.

I got myself arranged and slipped out of the tiny room under the watchful eye of the blonde. When I was back in my seat Ben emptied the stall, stopping to talk to the attendant, he slid something into her hand. For the rest of the flight she would give us a knowing smile every time she came passed us. The rest of the flight went by quietly. We reached Boseman airport and loaded into the ranch transportation.

I was in awe of the vast views around us as we drove deep into the mountains. We passed through a wide gate across the road marking the entrance of the ranch. Two more miles in we reached a cluster of buildings some larger and some grouped around an octagon shaped pergola big enough to act as our meeting place each day.

I didn’t catch most of the director’s commentary until he got to the bunk assignments. I, Ben, Malcolm, and three other men filled cabin A. The rest of the hunters were dispersed through the other five cabins. We took the bulk of the day settling in. Ben and I were in one bedroom. Malcolm and Sean (a flame headed Irishman with a quick smile) were in room two. Steve (an Ohio farm boy) and Matt (at true southern gentleman) filled room three. I stared around the room in quiet wonder at the masculine smorgasbord that moved around me. Ben gave out the basic rules of the next two weeks,” Gentleman. This is Bill. He is for your use anytime. He will wear a robe except when we leave the cabin. The only stipulation is each night he is mine. My bed is his. Any questions?” All the men looked around and no questions were asked except,”Why is he still dressed?”

“Good question.” Ben looked at me,”Go in the bedroom as put on the robe on our bed.”I began to understand how women feel when walking across a room. I blushed as I walked passed each man and into the bedroom I would be sharing with my master.

I came into the room to find all the men except Ben had stripped. Malcolm came forward and placed his hand on my shoulder and pushed me to my knees. I knew what he wanted so I moved in and licked his cockhead, down the shaft, then his sac. I slowly rolled each ball around in my mouth before sucking his cock back in my mouth. His big black hands held my head as his hips thrust his cock in and out. I felt someone behind me poking around until my opening parted and the head entered me. My moans disappeared into Malcolm’s pubic hair as the cock behind me sawed in and out. It didn’t take long for Malcolm to paint my tonsils with his juices and within seconds the other man filled m bowels with a big load. I turned to see Sean get off his knees and sit in the chair closest to him.

Matt then brought me up and pulled me to the huge table in the middle of the room. He put his big hands under my arms and dropped me on the table. Lifting my legs against his chest, Matt moved forward and easily entered my stretched hole. I was panting in time with his thrusts. Matt was hammering me fast his thighs tight with effort. I was a puppet for his lust and we all knew it. His rhythm became erratic as he neared orgasm. His fist wrapped around my wet cock and used the clear liquid to lubricate his pumping. His cock swelled then exploded into me adding his seed to Sean’s as my cream shot across my chest. Matt slipped out of me and stepped back. After I calmed down I moved off the table and staggered over to Steve. “You want some?”. Steve moved to the edge of his chair and looked up at me. His hand moved up my thigh and cupped my sac. His hand massaged them around until my hips were pumping involuntarily in time with his manipulations. He bent forward and sucked my semi- hard cock into his mouth and gave me the best blowjob of my life. I was hooked. No matter where Ben called me I would come. He owned me and he knew it from that moment on.

Ben told me to get dressed and we all went to dinner in the huge main building before settling in for the night.

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Chapter 6

Thankfully Ben let me drift off to sleep. The activities of the day wore me out. I awoke to the feeling of hands roaming over my body. Slowly tracing each curve and dip in my back, neck, and bottom. Since it was Ben I fell asleep with I was pretty certain it was his hands. When a lubricated finger parted my cheeks I emitted a soft moan. The finger rimmed my hole causing me to wiggle back on it. When it slipped in I looked over my right shoulder to look into Ben’s handsome face. His lips brushed over mine before he raised up and moved into position. He told me nothing. I raised my ass in the air so he could slide a pillow under my hips. My legs spread. He gave his cock a couple of tugs to cover it in clear lube before moving over me. His cock slipped easily inside and I raised my arms to hold him close as my master claimed me as his again today. His warm breath on my neck, his thick cock pumping in and out, and our practiced rhythm blended to blur any thoughts of the outside world. Ben knew what I liked and his long slow strokes drove my lust even higher. My hands moved across his body as his ass moved faster. I knew he was getting close when he pulled back and positioned my legs against his chest. Leaning into the backs of my legs he sped up his pace. His grunts of air were intoxicating as he hampered into me. He drove forward one last time and released his fluids into my ass as my juices shot across my stomach and unto my chest. Ben stayed there until his spent tool softened and slipped out of me. Then he laid back down beside me and playfully lapped my cream from my body.

After laying together through our afterglow Ben grabbed his clothes and tossed me my uniform of servanthood. The silk of the robe felt wonderful on my bare skin as I walked into the common room to face my other users.

Matt, Sean, Steve, Malcolm were in the middle of the room. Matt and Sean were sucking each others cocks on the rug in front of the smoldering embers of last night’s fire. Steve was on his knees while Malcolm was pounding him from behind in the obvious excitement of near orgasm. Steve looked up and gasped, “Your next”. My cock twitched at the proclamation and I grabbed a quick glass of juice until they were finished. Matt and Sean both groaned as each drank the juices of the other then settled down to laying side by side on the buffalo rug.