Gaymer Girl

“Let’s play Sex Slave,” the boys played Rock Paper Scissors to see who went first…

I guess I should start off with what I was doing over at a boy’s house. My biggest role model is Abbie Eaton (It’s a shame about her wreck, I hope she gets better.) Ever since she started test driving for The Grand Tour, that’s like Top Gear only on Amazon, instead of cable. Instead of the Stig, they got this NASCAR driver 1 year, and the next 2 was this lady, Abbie Eaton.

So, a long story short, I want to be a race car driver when I grow up, and my dad got me a video game, Dirt 5 for practice. He promised to get me a go-cart for Christmas this year, but until then. I found a couple of boys with playstations I could play with. Scott’s mom, and dad were out shopping, so we went over there, and Goeff said he’d play winner after the first race, since it was my game, and Scott’s house.

Unfortunately, the network was bad. I guess, because everyone was online for the weekend, so I glitched, and crashed like Vanellope von Schweetz. “My turn,” Goeff took the controller away, and I got so mad, because it wasn’t my fault it crashed. So, we started yelling, and Scott finally stepped in.

“All right, she’s right, the game is too laggy to play anyway, so stop fighting over it.”

“Well, why don’t we play something else, like sex slave.”

I blinked, and looked up, as soon as Goeff said sex. I didn’t even know they cared about sex, I guess because all we ever talked about was video games, and cars.

“Okay,” they pumped their fists in their hands, but they both picked rock, so they had to try again.

“Sex slave, or sex slaves?” I shook my head. “There’s 2 of you, and one of me, so. I don’t want to get chained up, and whipped for being bad, or. Not working hard enough? How do you play anyway?”

“Well,” it wouldn’t be the first time they made up the rules as they went along, but they’re boys. So, you get used to it, we’ve been playing together for a couple years now, so when it wasn’t playstation, it was cars, or sometimes automechanic. I like the Imprezza, even though the Lancer is always just a little faster, I like the way the WRX looks better, and sounds better, even if it isn’t the fastest. That’s just the kind of girl I am.

“Well, it’s easy. You just tell us what to do.” Scott said.

“Yeah, you get to do whatever you want, and make us do whatever you want, if you’re the master.”

“Mistress.” Scott said.

“Yeah mistress.”

“I thought that was the lady your dad cheats on your mom with. If you have a dad, that cheats on your mom.”

“Well, it’s also the feminine form of Master.” Also, Scott is the nerdier one. I mean, we’re all 3 nerds, I’m a car nerd, and they’re both gamer nerds, but Scott’s the one that actually likes English, and gets a perfect 100 in it every time.

“Okay,” something sexual. It’s sex slaves, and if I’m going to play the sex master. I mean Mistress, then I have to make them do sex stuff. “Um, get on your knees, and drop your pants.”

They both did it right away, only Goeff dropped his pants, then got on his knees, while Scott got on his knees, then stuffed his pants under them to pad them on the rough carpet.

“No, I said get on your knees, and then drop your pants.” I got behind Goeff, and pushed him over. “Bend over.”

“Yes mistress.” I giggled, and slapped his butt through his shirt, but that felt so good, I pulled it up, and spanked both cheeks bare assed. One by one. “Sorry, Mistress.”

“I’ve been bad too.” Scot bent over, and wiggled his butt on his hands and knees.

“I didn’t tell you to bend over.” I pulled his shirt up, but he got up obediently. “Turn around.” I grabbed the front of his shirt, and held it up, so I could see his pecker stick straight out.

“Huh!” I never saw a boy hard before. (Men, but not boys my age. Let’s just say too young for porn, ‘kay?) I just stared at it a minute, and had a blonde moment. I guess. I still didn’t know what I wanted, I never even thought about having sex, really. Not seriously, I kept putting it off, and thinking about getting a car to drive fast. I just assumed I’d get a boyfriend, and married some day, so I’d worry about it then.

“Stand up, Goeff. Let me see your dick. It’s not even hard.” I touched him, and dropped it. “Get it up, now.”

“Yes, Mistress.” He just smiled, and I watched, the blood pump in with twitch after twitch. Each one leaving it standing out farther, and farther, until it was pointing straight up.

“Huh, good boy.” I rubbed my chin, thinking. “I guess I should reward you when you get something right, huh?” He nodded, grinning excited. “Okay, how about a blowjob.” I stepped aside, and turned to look back. “Scott, put his dick in your mouth, and suck him.”

“Yesmistress.” He said it so fast, it came out all in one word, and he didn’t hesitate to walk over on his knees, but Goeff met him halfway, and even bent his knees, too. So, it was just the right height to kiss the tip, slip it in his mouth, then suck it in and out to make it nice, and wet.

“Huh, fag. You like sucking that dick in your mouth, don’t you big gay fag. Stop. Stop it, you like it too much, huh!”

Then, it hit me. I felt so stupid, but when Goeff said he wanted to play sex slave. Not slaveS, it was as if I wasn’t even there. Ooh, and Scott didn’t even ask what he ment, he went right to Rock Paper Scissors to decide who gets to be the slave, and the master. Because they played this before, I’m guessing a lot, and he sure jumped at the chance to suck dick.

“Oh, I wanted to make you do gay stuff, I didn’t know you’re really gay boyfriends.”

“We’re not. That’s why we have to make each other suck dick, if we want a blowjob.” Yeah, Goeff said that, but I just saw how much Scott enjoyed it, and I bet Goeff was lying about it too. Oh, it’s not gay if you do this, or we’re not fags if we do it the right way. Stupid boy excuses, even if they are gay for each other, they’re still too immature to admit it. That would be too much like talking about their feelings, and that’s girl stuff.

“Huh, well.” I looked around, “Get on the couch.” I pointed, “Let me try it.”

“Okay,” he kicked his pants off, and looked back. Sticking his butt out for me to spank, because I didn’t tell him to take off his pants. I just shook my head, “Take your shirt off too, and Scott?”

“Yesmistress?”

“Talk me through this, how do you suck him off?”

“It’s simple, you just put it in your mouth, and suck it in and out.”

“Like this?” I pulled his shirt over my head, and picked his dry dick up. Since he was the one doing the sucking, but he lost his boner. I’m glad, that ment, this time I could feel it pulse, and the blood pumping in, so it got fat, and hard, so I could suck it in, and out.

“Smup smup!” I tried to keep a good seal with my lips, but air kept coming in the corners, so I blew a little, and that made my cheeks puff out. “Mhnhihehahuh!” I pulled his shirt off my hair, and looked up. “So, that’s why it’s called a blowjob!” I always wondered about that, because he said suck it in, and out, I thought that ment suck it the whole time, but when it slips out, that sucks air in the corners like a leaky piston. A dick piston, so really, you suck and blow, just not at the same time.

“Do me, she good at sucking dick?”

Goeff got up, naked, but I turned around. “No, did I say you could get up? Turn around, and bend over the back of the couch.”

“Yes, Mistrtess.” His butt even clenched up, in anticipation of getting spanked, but I ha a better idea. I put my finger up, over my lips, and Scott nodded. Then, he let me guide him up behind Goeff bent over, to stick his slippery dick right up his butt crack.

“Hump him, hump his gay ass. Yeah!’ I clapped, and then I started slapping Scott’s butt, so he jumped, and slipped his hot dog up Goeff’s buns. Laughing, and feeling down between their legs. To feel their balls rubbing together, but I had to use both hands.

“Uh fuGH!” Scott almost fell down, but his knees caught on the couch cushions, and he started blowing balls all over the place, between Goeff’s legs.

“Oh, oh man!” Goeff grabbed his prick, and pimped it so fast. His balls bounced up, and down on his pinky. “Oh fuck, that’s so hot.” I grabbed his balls, and rolled them up to his wet but, then I bent over nad sniffed. It smelled like butt, but I din’t care. I wanted his hairy sweaty balls in my mouth so bad, and you know how they teabag you in shootemup games, when they kill you.

“OAH! Oh ahhh! Ahhh, huh!!’ He blew nuts all over the couch cushions, only this time, one of them was in my mouth. I could only get one in my mouth sideways, before he let it fly, and I could see it in one eye. Splashing on the faded blue, and cracked pleather.

“Smup!” I turned my head the other way, and pulled his other nut out, to suck it, and roll it around. I even saw some more drops dribble out, when he went soft, and I squeezed it with my tongue.

“Huh!’ He hunched, and stood up. So his nutsack scraped my top teeth, but I swear he liked that, too. I thought it was just spanking, but it turns out they were up to all kinds of S&M stuff when I wasn’t around.

“Huh, so the slaves get the orgasms?” I shook my head.

“I don’t know,” Scott caught his breath first, since he blew balls first. “Sometimes it happens that way, most times, the slave sucks off the master.”

“Huh!” Goeff’s barebutt made farty noises on the couch cushions, when he turned around, and sat down right next to their loads. All mixed together, but split up from running out to his knees pressing down the couch cushions.

His hairy knees, I felt around inside my lip with my tongue, but I had to pull a hair out between my teeth with my fingers. “Okay, new game. 1 slave, 2 masters.”

“Now, you want to get tied up?” Goeff jumped up, and his droopy dick swung in front of his balls.

“Hang on, it’s my house, so you know where I keep the belts, and stuff?”

“Yeah!” He ran up the stairs, still naked, and I heard his heels through the carpet in the hall. All the way to the closet, they didn’t have any special stuff like fuzzy cuffs, and buttplugs to play with. His dad would probably find them if he did, so they just used plain old leather belts with buckles, and holes poked through to pull them tight around my wrists.

But first, “Look at this mess.” He took me by the neck, but gently. He didn’t pull my hair, or anything, but I could see where this was going. So, I licked my lips before he bent me over, and rubbed my face in it. Then, Goeff came down with a belt, to tie up my hands together behind my back, but they didn’t have to twist my arm, or anything.

I just closed my eyes, and savored the taste of their nut juice still clinging to my tongue. Smeared all over my face, and my hair, but then Goeff said.

“My turn, tear her clothes off.”

“Yes sir!” Scott was more than happy to try, but Goeff had to run back upstairs to grab some scissors. So, they could cut my shirt, and tear it open the rest of the way. Like that Buffalo Bill man from that old movie, Silence of the Lambs?

Only they weren’t gay. They were bisexual, but they’d fuck me. Oh yeah, they’d fuck me hard…

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