skewered: Me and Matt taken by ParsaHe was staring. He was staring at me, and when he saw that I h

skewered: Me and Matt taken by Parsa He was staring. He was staring at me, and when he saw that I had noticed he whispered something to his friend who smirked and started staring too. I shifted uncomfortably, “Do you boys uh…need something?”“Boys?” He shook his head with disapproval, “Try again. Go ahead, ask us if there is anything we need, but do it with respect.”I nodded with understanding, “Is there anything I can do for you, gentlemen?”His friend tapped his shoe, “Better, that works for him, but I’m not really gentle. What do you think bro? Would you call me gentle?”“No,” He shook his head, “I really wouldn’t.”“Try again,” His friend demanded, “and this time imagine that you just licked the bottom of my shoe before you choose what to say.”I couldn’t help it, my eyes darted down to his friend’s big shoes and my tongue poked through my lips. I managed to pull my tongue back, but not before both of them saw. I gulped, “Please…uh…Sirs,” I nodded at them, “is there anything I can do to be of service?”The two of them exchanged a glance, and whatever passed between them caused them both to chuckle. “You owe me an apology,” He sounded stern despite his smile, “for calling me a boy, and you owe my friend here, for calling him gentle. Do you disagree?”“No Sir,” I responded quickly, “I’m very sorry Sir. I’m very sorry to you too Sir,” I nodded to his friend. My nods turned into more of a bow, “Please, if there is anything I can do to make it up to either of you…”“Yeah,” He nodded, “that’s it. You start out in our debt, at a deficit. You offended us, now you owe us, we don’t even begin as equals.”It wasn’t really a question, so I just looked down at their shoes and muttered, “Yes Sir.”“As far as how you can make it up to us: you can meet us here two more times. On your third time meeting us here you will be considered forgiven. After that…”“Tell me,” His friend held up his hand and chimed in, “what kind of underwear are you wearing right now, and are you currently wearing a butt plug or cock cage?”“What?” I glanced up in shock but immediately felt the need to look back at their shoes, “I’m uh…wearing boxers and no, I’m not wearing either of those. Sorry again Sir.”His friend looked at him, “Better make him meet us here three more times bro. Given what he’s wearing, and not wearing, this time shouldn’t count. Don’t you think?”He just shrugged, “You hear that? You gotta meet us here three more times in order to make everything up to us, and you have to be wearing tighty whities and a butt plug or a cock cage for it to count. We will, of course, need to inspect what you are wearing so you decide what’s easiest of the two.”His friend nodded, “Or you could always wear both, you know, if you’re really sorry. Just understand what kind of expectation you’ll be setting. If you do wear only one,” He shot a knowing smirk at his bro, “keep in mind that we can feel a cage through your pants, but you’ll have to show us a butt plug.“Now fuck off,” He said, “we’ll see your sorry ass here tomorrow at this time. Don’t try to pretend that you don’t own a butt plug or a cock cage and that tomorrow is too soon, because we know you own at least one of them. We will see you here, tomorrow, and you will be dressed to earn our forgiveness and favor.” -- source link

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