Do you remember?

Ok, don\'t flame me for lying through my teeth, but I could not resist continuing. Uh, other sleep hours sacrificed, again.



Barrie18, dear, don\'t sweat. You\'re still the great reader of my poorly designed stories. Confusion, confusion ... well, that seems to be the word here, and even I don\'t know where they will all go.



Jishe, darling, maybe we should not trust the damn Blondies. Raoul here may not be the sweet thing from the other story, but I\'m still in love with him, all messed up as he is.



DTE, I\'m glad that I succeed in making you read this story.



Thank you everybody for reading!





In Jupiter’s inner room, Raoul was standing, bowing politely. Luckily, this way she could not see his eyes, or she would have read anticipation and concern in the green emeralds.

- Iason is still having troubles with his headaches.

The AI sent a wave directly to Raoul’s brain. “It will pass. Just keep him on the same medication.”

- Is there any chance for him to remember the exact facts, or person?

“No. The procedure is accurate.”

Raoul let a sigh of relief.

“Do you still keep the pet named Riki?”

- Yes. Does it bother you?

“Nothing bothers me. I am interested in you functioning well. Such a pet destroys the design I put together for you, my Blondies.”

- Iason never performed subpar at work, even with that pet in his house.

“Are you beginning to take his part? And you have that pet only for a few weeks. Is there anything that you want to confess, Raoul?”

- No.

“When you answer this quickly, it is always something wrong.”

- Nothing is wrong.

“Do not become infatuate. Do not lie to me, Raoul. And if you are wondering, I will perform the procedure on you.”

- I apologize. I did not mean to seem insubordinate.

“Apologies accepted. Don’t fall in the same trap.”

Raoul bowed, knowing that the audience was over, when Jupiter withdrew her shape shifting form back on her pedestal. He felt relieved that she didn’t ask him to get rid of Riki. It was not yet the moment for this.



Iason entered Raoul’s penthouse, and his presense filled the room, like he did anywhere. Raoul watched him move so elegantly, sitting on the sofa, looking good enough to eat. “So much lust, Raoul. You always admired Iason and wanted his undivided attention and affection. You did not need the sex before. Before this Riki. But he started that fire in you, Iason, and I must cope with your new demands, if I want to keep you this close.” He could not deny that last night with Riki started more of curiosity, and turned into a rash that he needed to scratch. Badly. Everything about this sex thing seemed meant to be amazing. From what he could gathered from the mongrel pet, Iason enjoyed it a lot. Where did Iason get so much lust? According to Riki, Iason’s hands were so experimented that he made the boy come just through mere touch. Where did he learn? Raoul pondered. He was almost always with Iason, he could not have been with anyone else. Yet, how? Maybe he paid closer attention to what pets did? This was a deep mystery for Raoul, and he couldn’t get his mind around it. Even now, besides the fact that he seemed a little off, Iason exuded so much sensuality, that Raoul wondered how he didn’t notice it before.

- So, where is the main dish for tonight, Raoul?

- Hm? Raoul stopped his thinking, blinking a little confuse.

- Your mongrel pet. Don’t tell me you forgot! You really got me a little worked up, with your lewd comments!

Suddenly, Raoul felt like Iason already took command of what was to happen tonight. He was demanding as always.

- Bring him here, I want to see him. And get over here, don’t just stand there.

These words were said with a half crooked smile, and Raoul felt like falling under Iason’s spell. He called for Riki and he also smiled to Iason:

- I prepared a little surprise.

Then Riki entered, clad in the outfit recommended by Raoul, leather pants and jacket, heavy boots and a sleeveless shirt, with deep cleavage, almost letting his entire chest show. Iason laughed wholeheartedly:

- You do have a sense of humour, don’t you, Raoul?

Riki stopped in front of them, hands on hips, looking at the two Blondies from above. He had that “I don’t give a fuck” attitude, right from the slums, and Iason frowned. Raoul, as well.

- He is quite cocky, isn’t he? Iason noted, just glancing over Raoul.

His unaverted gaze was then directed at the pet. He stood up, taking the other two by surprise. He was now dominating the mongrel from above, but the boy just flew his head back and sustained his eyes. An almost feral grin appeared on Iason’s beautiful lips. He began closing the distance between him and the pet, and made Riki step back. He laughed cruelly.

- I thought so.

Then he just sat back on the sofa, leaving Riki with a murderous look in his eyes.

- Really, Raoul, have you tamed this wild animal?

Raoul smiled and threw a darting look at Riki, whose closed fists told a little about the things that he did not dare release from his vocal cords.

- You should hear him moan.

- Is that so? Iason asked, like he could not believe. And what is so interesting about his vocalizations, are they like that were never heard before inside Eos’ pleasure towers?

- Maybe I’ll have to show you. But I must warn you, Iason, I had to use other means of taming for him. If it shocks you, please, just let me know and I will stop.

- Oh, please, do what you have to.

Menacing, Raoul stood up and went directly to his pet. He grabbed the boy’s jacket and forced him off his shoulders, letting beautiful muscular arms show. Iason whispered:

- Beautiful indeed.

Riki tried to resist somehow. Raoul didn’t say anything about what things would be, except that he had to keep his mouth shut. His Blondie Master threw the jacket on the floor, then he grabbed the boy’s neck, plastering him over his own body, keeping him in a tight embrace. A gloved hand made him throw his head on the back, and then, barely graduated lips went down on his mouth, and a raw kiss took him by surprise. From the sofa, Iason was beginning to enjoy the show extremely. He was eyeing hungrily the boy’s body, the nice ass tugged in tight pants, the lean legs, the arched back. He was drawned to the expression on the mongrel’s face, one of contorted pain, mixed with refused pleasure.

Raoul grabbed the pet’s shirt and pulled towards himself, and the fabric started to break. Impatiently, he pushed the cloth out of his hand’s way so he could have access to naked dark skin. He tugged at the mongrel’s nipples, making them hard, and having Riki moan in his mouth. Raoul just chose to suddenly turn him over, with his back towards himself, and bent him over an armchair. With the same rapid movements, he deftly unzip the pants in the front and lowered them, leaving Riki’s ass completely naked. Iason hitched his breath:

- Raoul, I did not know you have the intention to be so into this pet show! I would have wanted to see it sooner!

Raoul smiled victoriously and, keeping Riki in the same position with one hand, he used the other to release his own manhood. That really had the desired effect on Iason. He was clearly panting now from too much arousal, and he kept his legs parted, so he could accommodate his growing erection. When Raoul bucked his hips and entered the submissive pet, he groaned loudly. He watched in fascination how Raoul pounded that perfect ass, and the moans of pleasure coming from the mongrel pet sent his mind reeling. Raoul asked:

- Do you want to join us, Iason?

In just two steps, he was next to the exotic couple. Raoul grabbed his head to kiss him deeply, but shortly, then ordered, his eyes never leaving Iason.

- Pet, pleasure Lord Mink with your mouth.

He allowed Riki enough movement, so he could fumble with Iason’s zipper. Skillfully, he found his way inside and took Iason’s cock out. The familiar scent hit his nostrils, making him purr in excitement. The words from his former Master and lover hit below the belt though:

- Oh Jupiter, Raoul, you have found yourself the perfect whore. It seems just one is not enough for him.

Riki swallowed hard, his pride and his hurt, and just took Iason in his mouth. “Maybe you’ll enjoy this whore too much.” So he put his skills at work, taking it all, massaging Iason’s girth with his own throat, undulating movements making the Blondie moan in excitement. The sounds he heard from above let him know that the two Blondies were kissing over him, while pounding him both, with all their strength. Riki was no longer capable of standing on his own, so he was somehow grateful for Raoul’s hard grip on his hips, never letting him fall. Despite the hurt he felt impaling his very soul, Riki couldn’t help to react to so much arousal. And, as Raoul already learned a thing or two, by asking Riki to show him where his prostate was, he was making it good for the little mongrel. So good, that he was the first to spill his seed. The release was accompanied by gutural sounds coming from his throat, the vibration of his thrills sending Iason over the edge and the contractions of his ass giving Raoul just the right nudge to spend himself inside his tight muscular channel.

The mongrel felt triumphant. After all, it was his own depletion that took both Blondies to follow him in perversion and impurity. Iason withdrew his cock from the boy’s mouth, which was now enjoying the never forgotten taste of his lover’s seed, and Raoul finally let go of his grip, leaving a trail of white cream flowing from the pet’s well rammed hole. They both crashed on the sofa, and Riki crumpled on the floor, breathing deeply and waiting for new instructions.

Iason spoke first:

- Raoul, you did this and you held it away from me? Sometimes I doubt you are a real friend.

- Iason … Raoul’s voice seemed regretful.

- And we did it? I mean, between us? I feel so bad that I do not remember about this! Please tell me at least that I was the top!

Raoul kept his mouth shut.

- Oh, no! I hope you’re not that perverted to use my amnesia to put me on my fours, when it was actually you who took it nice and easy.

His friend groaned in disbelief.

- I cannot believe that you put it so plainly, Iason. It is not that simple!

- Oh, so it was some kind of flip flop situation? Stop keeping me in the dark! What the ….

And Iason’s words died on his lips, like not knowing how to continue. Someone felt compelled to oblige from the other side of the room.

- Fuck.

Iason blinked a little, then confirmed.

- Yes. What the fuck, Raoul?

And to that, Raoul just didn’t know what to answer.

Riki stood up and asked, unnervingly:

- Should I perform for you, now, Masters?

Raoul wanted to send him away, but Iason took the lead, once more.

- Undress completely and come here, pet, sit to our feet.

After the boy sat down, Iason let his hand on his head and caressed him. He even took Riki’s head and plant it on his knee, much to Raoul’s dismay.

- You have a great pet.

- You just called him a whore.

- A pet acting like a whore is an enticing thing. I thought you trained him this way.

Raoul sulked, and Iason kissed him.

- Can I borrow him for one night?

Raoul sulked some more.

- Ok, I understand. But I hope you will think about it, because now I understand how you sleep so good, and I have to toss and turn until it comes to me. At least, after this action tonight, I will have no troubles.

- But, Iason … Raoul did not know how to put it. You can … sleep here, with me.

Iason laughed.

- Oh, Raoul, I need to remember more about this thing between us. I am quite sure I did the fucking.

- How … freely you talk!

- I don’t know. It seems to come naturally when I am in such a private space. And you, my love, will have to convince me that I have to stay at the bottom, because I think you play tricks on me.



With the evening concluded and friends saying goodbye, Raoul felt that something was amiss. Upon turning and seeing his pet grinning widely, he felt a rush of anger:

- What are you snickering at?

- Iason kissed me first, then you.

- He kissed you on the forehead, me, on the mouth.

Riki just shrugged and turned his back. Raoul didn’t let it slip.

- You will sleep in my bed tonight. I intend to fuck you raw.

- Look who’s talking … freely now.

- Remember who has you, Riki. Pleasure me well, and I won’t have to take drastic measures.



At home, Iason finally fell asleep. He felt like a teenager, after the first night of sex. He had some aches in his muscles, but calm satisfaction drove him quick to sleep. And he dreamed of having Raoul Am, his friend, and the pet named Riki, both on their fours, begging to be taken, while he pondered which hole to drill first.