[Bangin]

Within the first minute, Harry had an erection. He couldn't help it, but for some reason watching two young guys have sex turned him on. A lot...
Tom noticed his erection.
"Slave, you've gone against us and gotten hard! Right," He took the laptop away slapped Harry's cock, "if you can't even look at gay porn without getting hard, you won't be able to last the night. Blindfold him." He said to Mike, who did so.

Mike then had an idea. He got out his phone, moved to the end of the bed and took a photo of Harry in all his glory. He then sent the photo to Logan.
"Good idea," Tom whispered in his ear. He turned to Harry, "Slave, you enjoyed gay porn! But you're not gay... or are you? Let's find out..."
He straddled Harry and sat on his chest, bare butt against bare torso. He then bent down and placed his lips on Harry's and began to kiss him passionately. This time, he didn't need to give his slave the order, Harry kissed back of his own accord. Their tongues wrestled and their saliva mixed. Mike looked on and found the whole scene arousing. Tom's perfect bum sat on Harry's perfect body and them kissing passionately was enough to make all three boys fully erect. Although, Harry didn't know about the other two...

"So, slaveboy," began Harry tauntingly, stopping the kiss, "You liked that did you? You know, I'm beginning to think you're not the straight, hardman rugby player you make out to be. What do you think Tom?"
"I agree Mike, in fact, maybe he wants to go further. Not that it's his first time, eh?" Tom sounded angry by the end of the sentence and as he said "eh?", he forced Harry's mouth open. He moved closer to Harry's face and put his cock in his mouth. "Suck, slave."
Tom began to fuck his mouth, while Harry pressed his lips together softly and circled the head with his tongue. Tom thrust faster and harder, until Harry was doing nothing apart from take it.

"Right, slave, let's make this more fun." Tom said, as he slowly forced his whole cock down Harry's throat. Harry began to make gagging noises but Tom ignored him, he was enjoying it too much. Mike watched on as sweat dripped down Tom's body, glistening from the light from the window. As Tom's moaning grew louder and louder, Mike couldn't help himself any longer and walked up to the bed. He straddled Harry behind Tom, ran his hand down his sweaty back and kissed his neck. He then slid the index finger on his right hand slowly between Tom's cheeks, causing Tom to shout,
"I'm gonna cum!"

Tom then pulled his cock out of Harry's mouth and shot his warm, white cum over his lips and chin. Mike removed his finger and got off the bed.
"Sorry, watching it was just too much."
Tom was breathing heavily as he replied, "That's alright, it was good."
They looked at Harry who was coughing slightly, his face covered in jizz.
"Did you enjoy that slaveboy?" Mike asked.
"Yes masters..."
"So we can see..." Mike laughed as he noticed Harry was still hard.
"You're gay slave." Tom stated.
"No I'm not... Master!"
"Yes, you are. I think we've proved that."
"I'm not gay, I swear!"
"Hmm, we'll see if you say the same when we've flipped you over. Let's unlock you, and turn you around." Tom said, loving the obvious fear they were putting into Harry.
Mike began to unlock the first pair of handcuffs but was distracted by a ringing sound.

"What's that?" Asked Harry and Mike at the same time. Mike was alarmed at the look in Tom's face.

Tom sounded worried when he replied with,

"The doorbell."