The Four-Some

"Well that's taking it to a new level," said Susan. "I'm not saying no, but let's definitely talk about this more."

Steve explained his thinking. He felt that the four of them had already achieved something amazing, that the level of comfort he felt with his wife Marie and with Susan & Alan was beyond what he could ever have imagined. His idea of a ceremony was to celebrate what they already had and to welcome whatever was coming. As he spoke, the others understood and agreed with him.

"You're right," Susan said. "But there's something I've been thinking about. Marie and I do whatever we want with you and Alan, and of course she and I sometimes pleasure each other. But you and Alan have this no--touch--male thing going on. I understand that's a big hurdle for both of you but I'd really like to see you two guys to feel free to enjoy each other as well! I mean, if we have a ceremony to celebrate our relationships together it seems incomplete if you two are... separate."

Alan and Steve looked at each other "Gulp."

Alan muttered "Well, uh, ..."

Steve began to talk slowly. "I recently had a homoerotic dream for the first time in my life." I was holding a man's penis. I don't know who he was. It was limp at first. Then it started growing, swelling, getting harder and harder until it was fully erect. It wasn't mine but I was playing with it. I seemed to know just what to do. Finally it came, spurting cum all over. I woke up then, really disturbed. The dream was very exciting, but my doing that with a man just seemed wrong..."

Steve looked at the others, who were listening with rapt attention. He didn't know how they would react. He hadn't even shared this with Marie until then!

Marie spoke first. "Steve, thank you for sharing your dream. That was pretty intense!" She laughed, saying "You just described the enjoyment that Susan and I get from playing with Alan and your penises."

Susan looked at Alan "Honey, how would you feel about that?"

"Feel about what?" Alan asked evasively.

"You know... doing it with Steve" Susan replied.

Alan took a deep breath and said he was open to giving it a try. "What would you want to do?" he asked Steve.

Steve didn't respond immediately. Sensing his hesitation, Marie went over to him and asked him to lower his pants, then unlocked his cage. She asked him to take all his clothes off. Susan followed her lead and had Alan do the same.

She said to Marie "Let's help the guys out" as she proceeded to take her clothes off. Marie followed, stripping down until they were all nude.

Marie nudged Steve to where he was facing Alan as she stood directly behind him, her breasts brushing against his back. She gently, sensuously stroked his back, arms, thighs, and between the cheeks of his ass. Susan did the same with Alan.

Steve reached out tentatively, and touched Alan's penis with one finger. Alan reached out and gently grasped Steve's penis with his thumb and index finger. It responded, moving a little! Steve gave a little gasp and took Alan's penis in his whole hand. Susan reached behind her and produced a tube of lube that she squirted onto each of their hands, smiling broadly.

"This is amazing," Alan said to Steve in an intimate voice. "I haven't masturbated since being in chastity but I sure remember how. This is so different though... Your hand seems to know exactly what to do. It's not my hand on my dick--it's yours!"

Steve agreed. "You're doing to me what I would do to myself if given the chance. This is great!"

Alan remembered his agreement with Susan about his orgasms and asked

"Honey, is it OK if we cum?"

Susan and Marie looked at each other and agreed "Absolutely!"

Looking into each other's eyes, Steve and Alan continued stroking and playing with each other until they each felt the other's penis stiffen even more and begin to pulsate. Alan reached over and pinched Steve's nipple. They came explosively, simultaneously spurting hot cum all over. Their women hugged them, and they hugged each other.

Afterwards Steve felt shaky about what he and Alan had done. Was he gay now? He didn't feel any different from before, but still he felt like he was on thin ice. He voiced his concern to the group. The two women and Alan reassured him that he was the same man as before, maybe just with broader horizons. He still felt the same passion as before for Marie and Susan, but now there was a new person who got his juices flowing. Not that he or Alan would have much opportunity for messing around; they would still be under lock and key most of the time!

Two weeks later Susan received a small package containing what she had been waiting for: two matching tubular locks, keyed alike. They were ready for their ceremony!

The next evening after dinner, the four gathered in the living room. The lights were dimmed and candles lit. Marie took the lead and asked Steve and Alan to stand. She and Susan stood next to each other, facing the two men. Marie instructed the men to remove their pants, then for good measure to take everything else off as well. She and Susan each had one of the new matching locks as well as the keys to the old locks. Marie unlocked Steve, sliding the lock out of its hole and replaced it with the new one. Susan did the same with Alan's lock and also slid in the new one.

In a solemn voice Susan announced to Alan and Steve that she and Marie intended to share them and use them both however and whenever they wished. But before it was finalized, they required Alan and Steve to agree to the new arrangement. For the two men this was the realization of their fondest dreams.

They both said "Yes" without hesitation.

Susan and Marie each produced a collar that they ceremoniously attached to the men's necks. Each collar had two leashes attached. Each woman took one leash from each man's collar, completing the ceremony. Their lives together had just turned a major corner and nobody could imagine where the journey would take them next!

Chapter 3

Though their two homes were near each other, Susan and Alan's house was larger and, more importantly, had two complete master suites. It was a little ways out of town and had a lot of privacy. So without much discussion, Steve and Marie began spending more and more of their time there. The two couples had such a remarkably close relationship that it was almost incorrect to describe them as two couples. It would be more accurate to say they were two women sharing two men.

It had taken some time to reach this point, but Susan and Marie were not possessive about their men at all. They loved each other and were confident that there was more than enough love and affection to go around. The two men delighted in being shared by the two lovely women! Their fondest desires had been to be possessed by one woman, so being possessed by two was a continually amazing experience. The best way to explain this is that the personal chemistry between each and all of them was remarkably close. Susan and Marie's menstrual cycles became synchronized and they would often stroke each other sensually or sexually. If either man was around, they delighted in letting him watch. Alan and Steve sometimes touched each other in an erotic way but generally their touching was only a sign of affection.

Sex being what it is, the most natural thing is for jealousies to develop. But not within this family! Each of the four understood the treasure that their relationships together was. What kept the treasure intact was that each of them worked hard at protecting the feelings of the others. They were each very aware of the others' emotional states and if one of them started to feel neglected someone would be there to give them attention. They very intentionally ate most dinners together and shared what was going on in their lives. Not limited to the factual information, but also what was going on emotionally. They encouraged each other to give voice to thoughts that they might be ashamed of, because they understood that openness erases shame.

Not long after they had started living together Susan became annoyed at one of Steve's habits. He often left his dirty dishes in the den. She asked him to pick up after himself several times, but even though he agreed he continued to leave them on the coffee table. Eventually, Susan had enough.

"Steve" she ordered, "get the discipline paddle from the shelf over there."

Steve's mind was immediately filled with several thoughts at once. He knew what Susan intended, and why. He also knew he was guilty. But he didn't want to submit to punishment, and knew he didn't have to. After all, he was bigger and stronger than Susan; she couldn't make him! But he also understood that this was an important moment--a watershed. If he defied her, the foursome could begin to unravel. If he submitted he would be accepting her authority over him in a very real way.

He got the paddle.

"Strip" she said, "And bend over." She was pissed.

Susan began smacking him hard with the paddle. The shock of pain startled Steve, and he gasped.

Marie heard the commotion and came to see what was going on. This was another watershed moment. She saw Susan disciplining "her man," but she didn't ask what Steve had done. Marie was content to let events unfold. She assumed that Susan had her reasons and that was good enough for her!

Susan struck ten times.

"Repeat after me," she said. "I. Will. Pick. Up. After. Myself!"

Steve repeated her words. She smacked him with the paddle ten more times and instructed him to say it again. He did.

Susan ordered him to straighten up.

Steve was breathing heavily, the paddling had hurt!

"Is there anything you want to say to me?" she asked.

"Yes," Steve replied. "I'm really sorry you had to do this and I appreciate that you cared enough to put in the effort instead of staying angry with me and distancing yourself!"

Susan smiled broadly, hugging him. Gently and sensuously, she ran her fingers over his red behind.

"You're welcome," she said.

The combination of the paddling and Susan's sensuous stroking got Steve very excited. His cock struggled to push out of its cage. Seeing this, Susan reached down and cupped his balls in her hand, bobbled them and said sternly

"No rewards for bad behavior. Put your clothes back on."

When Alan heard what had gone on between Susan and Steve he felt a twinge of jealousy. Up until that point he had been the only one Susan had disciplined. It was painful for Alan to express this, but he respected his feelings enough to bring it up that evening at dinner. This was the first time that jealousy had been expressed in the group! Susan responded first, saying

"Honey, thank you for saying that. I know it must have been difficult."

Alan nodded, wondering if he had lost his place as Susan's special guy.

Susan said to Alan

"You're right that my disciplining Steve was an act of love. But the thing is, I have an unlimited amount of love for you three. I love you with all my heart. I also love Steve, and Marie!"

This was intense. Married folks didn't usually speak so openly about loving other people but there it was, right there on the table next to the mashed potatoes.

Marie spoke next, primarily to Alan.

"For what it's worth, it was also hard for me to watch Susan spanking Steve. It felt even more intimate than our sexual activities. I was afraid that I was losing something with Steve. You all know that I've been reluctant to participate in BDSM, but maybe I'm ready to change that!"

Marie rose from the table and motioned for Steve to join her as she walked into the living room. She sat on the edge of the couch, undid Steve's pants and briefs as he stood in front of her, and held his caged cock and balls in her hand.

She said to him "I'm going to spank you now."

"Why," he complained. "I didn't do anything wrong!"

"Because I want to. Is that a problem?"

Steve hesitated "I guess not."

Marie pulled him down across her lap and spanked him in a lingering, sensual manner. As he was over her lap, Steve realized that the spanking he was receiving was something he had been wanting from Marie for a long time. He relished every slap and relaxed on Marie's lap, taking comfort from her left hand on the small of his back and her legs looped over his, holding him in place. When she was finished she asked Alan to come to her and did the same for him. After the last swat she stood him up, saw how he was bulging in his cage, and teased him through the bars.

She said to Alan and Steve "I love you both very much!"

This was sort of a rite of passage for Marie. It was intimate like sex, but in a different way. She liked it.

Susan loved using the bondage equipment that Alan made. He got tremendous pleasure from designing and crafting fine pieces that he knew would be used on himself and Steve. He didn't mind sharing his creations -- it added to his enjoyment. Marie, who was initially reluctant to be involved with equipment, grew to enjoy using it as well. Sometimes she and Susan would discuss how and what they wanted to do with one or both of the men next. They compared the various qualities and characteristics of Alan's implements and often offered creative suggestions to him for pieces he was working on. Alan absolutely loved this open discussion of his craft, as there really weren't any other people with whom he could talk to about it.

One Saturday afternoon while they were enjoying a cup of tea Marie asked Susan if she could put into words what she got out of male chastity and bondage. Susan paused to think and then explained

"I can't force a man to be in chastity. We both know that. He has to willingly participate, at least to put it on. Once he's wearing a device I love the effect it has on him. I love how his focus becomes ME and what I want. Bondage is different. It's more an exercise in raw power and control. He may think he wants me to have that control but once he's bound he's literally in my power. I love that power. I love that he's willing to surrender himself to me. When I'm tightening those straps he's MINE. When he's tied spread eagle on the cross, exposed and vulnerable, the only thing that protects him from me is my good will. I can do whatever I want. Sometimes what I want to do is to inflict pain. There's an intensity to pain that brings a focus we don't normally have. And of course, there are the different kinds of pain that you get from different implements. For example, I know that when I whip Steve across his thighs it hurts him. When I release him and he falls down on his knees to kiss my feet I understand that he is both grateful for my whipping him and grateful for my stopping. The next day when he feels the welts he remembers who put them there. I like that!"

Marie listened to her friend talking. She had watched Susan put both Steve and Alan into different forms of bondage and subject them to different forms of painful discipline, and was still on the fence about it. At times it seemed... brutal. Listening to Susan though, she appreciated the combination of brutality and sensuality that was involved. In fact, as she listened she felt herself getting wet as she visualized herself in that position of power.

Susan watched Marie as she unconsciously touched herself between her legs, and completely understood the feelings Marie was having. She took Marie's hand, walked with her over to a couch in light of the afternoon sun, and gently touched her breast. Marie's body responded immediately, her nipple swelling to Susan's touch. Susan peeled back her blouse and began licking and kissing both breasts. Marie moaned and pushed back into the couch, pulling Susan with her. Susan pulled off Marie's pants and began fingering her. Just then Alan walked in with a bondage harness, a new creation of his that he wanted to show off. The women stopped themselves mid--fondle. Susan ordered him to strip, then she and Marie worked together to get him into the harness. It was a beautifully made creation of smooth, strong leather and fine brass fittings. When the final strap was fastened and tightened, he could barely move a finger.

"You can watch," Susan told him. "But don't touch" she said with a smile.

Marie and Susan resumed their passionate play. Binding Alan had only added to their pleasure. He was truly powerless and at their mercy! This time their mercy was to let him watch as they gave each other intense pleasure. The next time he was bound and helpless they might have something else in mind for him!

Susan focused her attention on Marie, using her hands, fingers, mouth and tongue to stimulate her everywhere she could reach. Marie's passion climaxed, her whole body tensing as she came. Susan hugged her tightly, then gently released her. The warm sunlight washed over them.

"Wow," Marie said when she recovered "That was great! How was it for you?" Susan smiled happily in response.

Susan and Marie kissed each other gently, then turned their attention back to Alan. He laughed, saying that he had just wanted to show them the new harness and to get help with a fitting--but it seemed to fit just fine! Alan said that watching them, bound as he was, was incredibly hot. It was like being in chastity but ten times more. He was in chastity so his penis couldn't do anything but swell helplessly in its cage. But not being able to move any part of his body made his feeling of helplessness and submission that much more powerful! As they undid the straps that bound him they held him in a loving way. Alan relaxed into their arms and softly said that the bondage was so perfect because he knew that they loved him, and that they would protect him from real harm.

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Susan was Steve's supervisor at work. They tried their best to keep their new relationship secret, but it was difficult. Sometimes their hands would stray and touch each other. People did begin to notice the intimacy between them and started talking, as people will do in offices. Some co-workers knew that they were both married, and soon came to the conclusion that Susan and Steve were having an affair. One woman let her belief about this slip out when chatting with Susan. Susan didn't deny the hint that she was cheating on her husband. The truth would have been more awkward to explain than the fiction!

Back home, Steve did most of the cooking for the household. He was a skilled amateur chef and enjoyed the work. One evening, while waiting for dinner to be ready, Marie and Susan were joking that since it seemed like Steve was already 'chained to the stove,' maybe they should really chain him there! When he heard this he slowly shook his head.

"Nope. Not gonna happen. When I'm cooking, I move. Did you ever notice how when I'm cooking there's very little wasted motion? It's like a dance, and you don't chain a dancer!"

With that he handed them a plate of delicious warm hors d'oeuvre to snack on until the main entrée of stir fried vegetables with chicken, steamed broccoli with garlic, and brown rice with quinoa that he was preparing was ready. Nothing more was said about chaining him to the stove.

Their house was located on a large piece of property with tall, dense hedges surrounding it. In short, it was very private. With spring came the opportunity and need to be outside. There were many chores to be done and it was great to be outside in the sunshine. Steve and Alan were outside a lot. If the ladies wished, they would be naked, except for their chastity cages. Or, if either Susan or Marie were in the mood for bondage then they might be wearing collars, cuffs, harnesses -- any of the things that Alan had so beautifully crafted in his workshop.

One fine day Susan and Marie decided on what they hoped would be an amusing and educational game. The base rings of the cages the men wore each had small rings on them suitable for attachments. The game the women had in mind involved coordinated movement. The men's two rings were joined together by a short piece of light weight chain. If they moved together everything would be fine. But if they didn't, such as if one stopped and the other started, or one turned left and the other turned right, they would both get a nasty pull on their balls. Starting out they were allowed to see as they were given instructions to go forward, stop, turn left or right, etc. Then there were sillier instructions like walking backwards as you're turning left. Once they began to get the hang of it they were blindfolded, making things much more difficult! The final game was deciding, blindfolded, if the touch they were receiving came from Marie or Susan. A wrong answer would get a swat. A correct answer would earn a more sensual touch. But making things even more difficult, Marie and Susan reserved the right to switch places mid-touching. If Alan or Steve failed to detect the switch they would earn a swat or two.