From Alex to Lexi Ch. 03

Max made a few more clothes and accessory purchases for delivery and then led Lexi out of the store by his leash. They drove in silence to Michigan Avenue - the Magnificent Mile - Chicago's ritzy shopping area. Max had one hand on the steering wheel and the other in Lexi's lap for the whole trip, squeezing and fondling his little prick. Max parked in a public lot and helped Lexi out of the truck. He fastened one end of Lexi's leash to the boy's collar and the other end to his own belt. Then Max wrapped his arm around Lexi's waist and led him to Michigan Avenue.

They walked at a leisurely pace, window shopping and occasionally going into a store. Max's arm was around Lexi continually. Occasionally they would stop for Max to kiss his boy and Max's hand wandered frequently down to Lexi's ass to squeeze and caress. People stared at them. There was no doubt what Lexi was or who he belonged to. "Max" was displayed on his belt, on his collar, on his ears. By the time they stopped in a small restaurant for a light dinner, Lexi felt totally owned, totally submissive to Max. Their waiter was blatantly gay. He stared at Lexi with eyes of lust.

"Your boy is very pretty." The waiter complimented Max.

"Yes, my sissy is quite a looker." Max said proudly.

Lexi couldn't wait to get out of there. He felt a great sense of relief when Max led him to the truck for the ride to the club.

Club Ganymede

It was a private club in what had been a large house just outside the city. It was named for "Ganymede," the beautiful Greek youth in mythology who was abducted by the god, Zeus, and made cup-bearer to the gods. Essentially, Ganymede was male-bitch for the gods to play with and use. His club was a place for men to bring their boys and privately or publicly use them and share them. The club also had a "stock" of boys for members who were temporarily without a boy of their own.

Ganymede was exclusive. You had to buy a membership. You had to prove that you were clean medically. You had to respect the other member's property. Beyond that, there were no rules. The main floor featured a lounge with large, ornate bar and comfortable tables and booths. There was also a restaurant on the main floor serving a pricey menu. The upper floor was divided into private bedrooms that could be rented. It was a place for a man to take his boy and use him however he pleased. The lower floor, known as the "Dungeon," contained larger private rooms for hire suitable for use by a group.

The lounge was pretty full when Max and Lexi arrived. Max led his boy by his leash to the bar. Max sat on a bar stool and positioned Lexi between his legs. He wrapped his arm around Lexi with his hand resting possessively on Lexi's crotch. The bartender sauntered over to them.

"Hey, Max, long time, no see." The bartender smiled.

"Hi, Pete." Max replied.

"Who's the twink?" Pete asked, looking appreciatively at Lexi.

"This is my new sissy-boy, Lexi." Max beamed. Lexi blushed.

"He's a real pretty boy, Max. I'm jealous." Pete laughed. "What can I get you?"

"I'll have a scotch on the rocks. Get my boy a strawberry daiquiri."

"Coming right up. You want one of those new 'cock-straws' for your boy?"

"What's a cock-straw?"

"Straw shaped like a cock. You got to suck the head to get anything to drink."

"Where the hell did you find something like that?"

"Your trucker friend, Zeke. He found them at some hole-in-the-wall truck-stop, "Ruby's", out west. He told me where I could get them." Zeke replied.

"Zeke in town?" Max asked.

"Yep. He'll probably be in here tonight." Pete replied.

"That'll make things easier." Max said. "Why don't you order me a room in the dungeon while you're getting those drinks."

Lexi had been looking around the room during this conversation and Max had felt him snuggle closer as if for protection.

"What's the matter, honey?" Max asked.

"It's those men, Daddy. They keep staring at me." And Lexi motioned to a booth with six rough looking men.

"They're staring at you because you're a pretty sissy and they want to fuck you; or worse." Max answered as he absent-mindedly stroked Lexi's crotch. "If I took your leash off and walked away from you, they would take you and have their way with you."

"No, no, please, Daddy. Don't let them have me." Lexi pleaded.

"What does it say on your collar, honey?" Max asked the frightened boy.

"I Am Property of Max." Lexi answered.

"Yes you are, slut. And the only people who will use you are those that Daddy chooses."

"Daddy, that man over there." Lexi pointed.

"What about him, baby?"

"He works at my office."

"So?"

"What if he sees me?" Lexi blushed.

"Then he'll know what you are. And he'll know who you belong to."

"Yes, Daddy." Lexi said meekly.

Pete delivered their drinks and Max was amused at Lexi's lips pursed around the head of a tiny cock, sucking the pink liquid into his mouth. Then there was a small commotion at the entrance to the lounge. Zeke had arrived!

Lexi looked up to see a man as large as Daddy approaching their stool. He had his arm wrapped around the shoulders of one of the prettiest girls Lexi had ever seen. She had shocking red hair that flowed down to her delicate shoulders. She wore a white, lacey blouse off of her shoulders over a green mini-skirt that barely flared out over her thighs. It looked like a skirt for a country-western dancer, but wickedly short. Sheer nylons encased her long, shapely legs and her feet were covered by spiked heels at least five inches high. But as they came closer, Lexi realized that this wasn't a girl at all. It was a boy!

"Max, you old fuck! How the hell are you?!" Zeke shouted clasping Max's hand and shaking it vigorously. "Great to see you out in the world again!"

"Great to see you, too, Zeke. Who's the little tart?"

"This is my girl, Chrissie. He hitched a ride on my semi and I liked him so much I fucked the manhood out of him and kept him. He needed a Daddy. Dumb bitch was hitchin' in the middle of a snowstorm." Zeke laughed. "Give uncle Max a big kiss 'hello'." Zeke instructed the girl.

Chrissie rested on Max's thigh opposite Lexi and wrapped her arms around Max's neck.

"Hi, Uncle Max." She said sweetly, and then thrust her tongue into Max's mouth.

"Hey, that's enough of that, baby. Zeke is your Daddy. Besides, looks like Max has his own little sissy." Zeke chuckled.

"I sure do. This is Lexi, my new boy." Max said proudly.

"He's real pretty, Uncle Max." Chrissie purred. "Can I give him a hello kiss?"

"Sure, baby, go ahead." Max replied.

Chrissie put her arms around Lexi's neck and place her lips on Lexi's. Her lips felt so soft! Lexi opened his mouth and Chrissie plunged her tongue inside. Lexi lost himself in the kiss; her soft mouth, her teasing tongue, her soft hands caressing the back of his neck. Lexi didn't want the kiss to end.

"Okay, you two, that's enough." Zeke chided, separating the two sissies.

"I like your boy, Uncle Max." Chrissie said breathlessly. "Daddy promised if I was good, I could fuck a boy on this trip. I want to fuck your boy, Uncle Max."

"Slow down, you little bitch." Zeke laughed and pulled Chrissie between his legs as he sat on the stool next to Max. His hand went immediately to Chrissie's cock and began to pet and fondle it.

So, what's on the program tonight, Max?" Zeke asked.

"I'm breaking Lexi. I could use your help. You game?" Max responded.

"You already got a room?" Zeke asked.

"Yes."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Zeke said.

"I'll take the twinks down. It's room twelve. You line up some prime prospects and we'll begin." Max instructed.

Lexi was scared. "What's going to happen, Daddy?" She cried.

"You're going to become my whore, honey." And Max took Lexi's hand and Chrissie's hand and led them towards the dungeon.

The room was dimly lit. It had a couch in it, a couple of side chairs and a funny-looking table in the center of the room. Chrissie had been through this before, so she knew what was going to happen and what her part was. Max and Chrissie sandwiched Lexi between them. Chrissie plunged her tongue into Lexi's soft mouth while Max kissed the back of Lexi's neck and began to undress him. In no time, Lexi was naked, except for his collar and wrist and ankle cuffs. Zeke joined them and soon he and Chrissie were kissing passionately and tearing each other's clothes off.

Then Max disrobed. He and Zeke led Lexi, quaking with fear, to the table. Zeke pressed a button that regulated the height of the table. When he was satisfied, they stretched Lexi out face down on the table. They fastened Lexi's wrist and ankle cuffs to metal loops in the table. The center part of the table, just under Lexi's cock slid to expose her below the waist. The parts of the table her legs rested on could be adjusted downward. Max adjusted them so that Lexi was comfortable, but vulnerable, exposed. The front of the table also slid under and in and the arm rests could be adjusted outward. Lexi was scared, and he had a frightening premonition of what was about to happen.

"Zeke, check if the camera is rolling. I want all of this captured on DVD for future reference and enjoyment.

"It's on Max."

"Then let's start." Max said.

Max walked between Lexi's legs. He took a jar of lubricant and applied it to his fuck-finger. Then he plunged the finger into Lexi's ass. After accepting Max's cock, the finger was nothing and Lexi actually mumbled with pleasure. Max repeated the process a few times to make sure that Lexi was fully lubed. Then he positioned his cock at the boy's ass-hole and slid the length of it inside Lexi with one long stroke.

"Oh yes, Daddy, you feel soooo good." Lexi moaned.

Before Lexi could say another word, Zeke positioned his cock at Lexi's mouth and slid it down his throat. Lexi lay there helpless as Max fucked his ass and Zeke fucked his throat. He had experienced both of these sensations separately with Max, but now it was happening simultaneously! Zeke's cock was throbbing in his mouth; Max's cock was pulsating in his pussy. Then Lexi felt lips on his own cock! Chrissie was under the table, licking and sucking his hot throbbing little prick. Now Lexi was growling and mewling with uncontrolled lust. Was this heaven? Was this hell? Lexi didn't know. He only knew he didn't want it to stop!

Then Daddy came in the boy's pussy. Shooting huge loads of semen into the bound boy. Then Daddy slipped out. But there was another hard cock at his pussy demanding entrance. What was happening? But before Lexi could think further, Zeke shot his huge load of sperm down his throat. While he was cumming in the boy's sweet mouth another man had slipped his cock into Lexi's pussy and was fucking it wildly. Then Lexi's body began to shake and spasm as his cock emptied its load into Chrissie's mouth under the table!

Zeke slipped his cock out of Lexi's mouth. Lexi wanted to cry out; to ask what was happening! But another cock was at his lips and slipping down his throat. Out of the corner of his eye, Lexi could see Daddy seated in one of the cushy dungeon chairs taking cash from naked men who were lined up, waiting their turn.

Lexi lost track of how many times he had been fucked in the ass and mouth. He stopped counting after eight in each end. Were some of them repeats? Who knew? At about the eighth fuck, Lexi's mind went blank. There was only feeling and lust. Semen oozed from his mouth and pussy. He emitted animal sounds from his throat. He felt the cocks spasming inside of him, emptying their loads of cum. And every now and then, he felt Chrissie coaxing more semen from his exposed clit.

Then, it was over. Daddy, Zeke, and Chrissie were the only ones left in the room. Zeke and Chrissie released Lexi from his bonds and removed his wrist and ankle cuffs. Lexi could barely walk, but Chrissie helped him stumble into the bathroom and cleaned him up. Then Chrissie led him back into the dungeon room.

"Daddy, I didn't get to fuck, Lexi." Chrissie pouted. "And you promised."

"You can fuck Lexi now, on the couch." Max instructed as he smiled lasciviously at Lexi and counted his money. "The men had to pay, because Lexi is a whore. But you get to use her free, Chrissie, because Zeke is my friend."

Chrissie led an unresisting Lexi to the couch and had him kneel. Then Chrissie gently pushed Lexi down, his head on the couch cushion, his ass sticking up in the air. Chrissie was hard with anticipation. She positioned her little cock at the entrance to Lexi's ass and plunged in without lubricant.

"Ohhhhhh!" Lexi cried in pain as Chrissie violated his ass. Chrissie fucked him hard and wild, slapping his ass frequently and screaming obscenities. His little cock bobbing in and out of Lexi's pussy.

"Cunt! Whore! Bitch! Faggott! Ahhhhh!" Chrissie screamed as she climaxed shooting her loads of cum into Lexi.

Max and Zeke were already dressed, but they had pulled their cocks out and jacked off watching Chrissie fuck Max's new boy. Chrissie collapsed on top of Lexi, her cock still impaled in the boy's pussy.

"I think Lexi is truly broke in now, Max. Chrissie, the boy's had enough. Clean up the both of you and bring him up to the bar." Zeke instructed

Chrissie did as instructed. She cleaned the boy and dressed him. Then she took Lexi by the hand and led him upstairs to where Max and Zeke waited in a booth enjoying drinks. There were daiquiris waiting for Chrissie and Lexi. Chrissie sat on Zeke's lap and Max pulled Lexi to his lap.

"So, Chrissie, how did you like fucking a boy?" Zeke asked playfully.

"It was nice, Daddy, but I like it better when I'm being fucked by you." Chrissie smiled mischievously.

"That's the right answer, hon." Zeke chuckled and plunged his tongue into Chrissie's sweet mouth.

Lexi was sitting quietly on Max's lap, his head on the man's shoulder. He had not touched his drink.

"See all this money." Max waved a fistful of dollar bills at Lexi. "I got this because I let men fuck you. What does that make you?"

"A whore, Daddy." Lexi whimpered pathetically.

"Damn right, you are. You want me to sell you to more men?"

"Please no, Daddy. I only want you to fuck me." Lexi whined, tears forming in the corner of his eyes.

"You've learned your lesson. I have absolute power over you. You belong to me. I can do whatever I want with you. Let's go home now."

Max got up and took Lexi's hand. He helped him out of the booth and lifted him into his arms carrying him to his truck for the journey home.