The Lawyer Saga E-Book

Michael Feldmann

• Herausgeber: neobooks
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Serie: The Lawyer Saga
• Sprache: Deutsch

Seitenzahl: 127

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

Beschreibung

This is a story about love, rubber fetish, roleplay, domination and submission. Two very different men, who felt in love at first sight, who enjoy their lust for tight heavy rubber and formal suits. I don't want to tell more. Enjoy and find out. German readers and fetish lovers have been fascinated.

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Michael Feldmann

The Lawyer Saga

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Titel

The Lawyer Saga VIII

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The Lawyer Saga VIII

Addicted to addiction

A game of three

Everything fit. The light was slightly reddish and the latex suits of the three men shone mysteriously. You had to take a closer look to see that several rubber bodies had fused together.

Mark's seductive red roll mouth still held the stiff rubber of his play partner. The time as a rubber toy was his time and he felt that it was his calling to be used as a male rubber object. The more hard cocks covered in black latex were involved, plugging his holes and squirting their supply of sperm, the more comfortable he felt in his role.

The lawyer and he had sworn eternal loyalty and love to each other, but it could only work in this constellation. After all, there was a time in between when nothing could stand in the way of the marital happiness of the two men.

Although Mark pushed aside the thoughts of everyday life in his body as a male rubber and could deal well with simply letting himself go as a rubber piece of desire, in this situation he had to think again and again of the upcoming wedding with Ben in a neat three-piece suit in front of the altar.

Then he felt the pressure in his rubber-lined mouth again. Max was persistent and wanted to go one better. After cumming his member had remained stiff. This guy was just as persistent and potent as the lawyer.

Ben had pulled his rubber out of the lubricating anal sheath and was bending slightly over Mark from behind, so that his rubberized body slid over the rubber slave with squeaking movements until he had found the right position.

The game with Max made the lawyer horny. He put his body, which offered a good contact surface due to his rubber slave, slightly to the side, pressed his partner's head forward with enormous pressure with his left hand and began to jerk off the slippery rubber cock, which was filled with sperm and lubricant, again. With smacking noises, the anatomically shaped rubber of Max drove up to the black eggs with their still enormously large protein load into the mouth opening of the slave. Due to the pressure of Ben's hand, which gained additional support in the bent position while jerking off through this grip, there was no escape for Mark. A puddle of sweat had formed among the three rubber men in a sex frenzy, which, like a mirror, reflected the erotic play of the men in the barely existing light.

With one last thrust, Max rammed his bone-hard rubber into the mouth of his toy. For the second time, I squirt the protein load against the condom cover. The Bavarian moaned and directed Mark's head with the power of his hand in such a way that the rubber slave had to look up directly into the eyes of his playmate. Automatically, the slippery black bolt slipped out of Mark's mouth opening.

"I would have liked to give you my sauce to eat, you. I can see how greedy you are for this white nectar of love."

He opened his mouth and bent over Mark's rubber mouth, which was still open. Then he spat purposefully into it.

"Take that in advance as a sign of my affection."

A full load of his spit landed on the rubber tongue, which greedily protruded from the mouth as if waiting for a host. The trickle flowed into the rubber throat and Max pushed two rubber fingers to distribute the broth extensively in the slave's mouth.

Ben had stood in front of the two to take a closer look at the game. His anatomical rubber cock, which was twitching slightly up and down with horniness, touched Max's left hand, which reacted immediately and automatically began to jerk off the slippery latex cover. He approached the lawyer and both rubber men kissed in front of their object, the hand continuing to work.

Ben's body vibrated and he had the feeling that he couldn't resist much longer. Max had fixed him as if with a screw clamp, so that he hardly had the opportunity to move in his sex frenzy. This drove him insane, as the tingling sensation that almost caused an explosion in his brain practically forced him to move. His colleague now had him fully under control and pushed him slightly backwards, so that the lawyer's rubber ass pressed like a balloon on Mark's face. The hand jerked faster now and Max pressed his tongue deep into the throat of the lawyer, who could no longer hold his orgasm. He gasped, but his sounds of lust were choked in the two open mouths. Max had everything under control and he also saw Mark suddenly desperately trying to move behind Ben. He pulled the lawyer to him, so that the rubber ass that had taken the slave's breath away slowly moved away from the face of the latex slave. Max's saliva, which had accumulated in Mark's rubber mouth, was now slowly dripping down the lawyer's shiny ass cheeks. Max hugged Ben again and kissed him lovingly on the mouth.

"If you two didn't make such a perfect couple, I'd ask for your hand in marriage, lawyer."

He turned away from him and began to free Mark from his shackles.

A shiny pool of sweat and perhaps other liquids had formed under the playing surface. The smell of latex in the vault had become more intense. That was no wonder. The doors were locked and the air conditioning was out of order. Max slipped the mask off his head and it seemed as if he seemed relieved at that moment to be freed from the latex cover.

"I'll leave you lovebirds alone now and jump into the shower. I only take off the latex suit in the bathroom. I have no idea what fluid has accumulated in the lower area."

He kissed Mark on the cheek, which was still surrounded by rubber, and squinted one eye at the lawyer. Then he made his way to the bathroom, every step squeaking due to the bodily fluid accumulated in the rubber boots, because the boots were glued to the latex suit.

Used and loved

A little moment later, the crackling of the shower could be heard. It was accompanied by a melodic flute by Max. He seemed to be in a good mood, Ben thought to himself. He had agreed to the rubber number of three. The lawyer took that from the cheerful melody.

He also had a lot of fun the session with Mark and his work colleague. There was just "fucking" and "fucking". The rubber numbers in the Empire had often been a 08/15 thing, which Ben brought over more Chantalle for his sake. The lavish earnings, which had also improved his household budget, were more of a pleasant side effect, but not vital. As a renowned lawyer, even beyond the country's borders, he was by no means dependent on any additional income, but the services of his rubber slats were not to be a case for welfare either.

Mark was still lying almost motionless over the buck. Only the pulsating movements of his breathing, which tensed the latex body for a short moment, betrayed that he was still alive.

Ben looked over his husband's sweaty body and caressed it lovingly with his tongue, which glided like a paintbrush over the smooth skin of his rubber toy. He left nothing out, turned Mark slightly to the side after he had loosened some of the fixations. His hands, still in black gloves, tenderly kneaded the plump ass cheeks that stretched out invitingly towards him. He lowered his head slightly forward next to Mark's face and whispered in his ear.

"Do you notice something, little one? Our rubber life has us fully under control. I have to tell you that I don't regret it, but it's a little scary. As long as we don't lose control, maybe we should just enjoy it, but we absolutely have to keep an eye on it. The thing with Max is something very special. I noticed that you enjoyed it too. It's just nice when I see how other rubber guys abuse you. Actually, it doesn't matter whether I'm actively involved or not. I also like the perspective as a spectator and delight in the in your eyes with every thrust into your anal grotto."

The lawyer spoke, slowly undoing the mask from Mark's face. As with Max, he was met by a gush of bodily fluid that had accumulated under the rubber skin. Ben simply let the mask fall carelessly to the floor when he had completely detached it from his husband's head. He stroked the sticky hair, lost in thought, which now lay like a black mass on the scalp.

Mark moved his head slightly upwards.

"My master, I have been asking myself very often lately whether a permanent life as a rubber object would not be a fulfillment. When I slip into rubber, it is as if body and soul disappear and only a will-less something remains that serves to satisfy humanity. I like this existence and I need the love juice in my rubberized holes. If it is allowed, I ask my master to let him blow his cock again. Without a mask, it is a pleasure for me to taste your love nectar on my tongue at the end."

"Very well, my rubber object. Your Lord allows you to do so, but blow tenderly. Due to the rubber session from just now, my cock has become a little sensitive."

The lawyer stood up slightly, so that his almost rock-hard member dangled in front of Mark's greedy mouth opening. The gleaming grotto approached the lawyer's slightly reddened glans. Then the thick piston disappeared completely into her.

"The little one has learned," Ben thought to himself as his pleasure bolt was swallowed up by the mouth lining. Like a vacuum shell, it had wrapped itself around the love bone and greedily began to move slightly back and forth.

"You little rubber. I knew that you wanted to suck your master's piston empty again. You can also absorb it deep enough. Very good, my little one. You have truly learned something new in the last few months."

A satisfied smack came as an answer.

Mark's slippery latex hands were free and he began to knead the lawyer's balls lovingly and tenderly but also with a certain amount of pressure. Ben liked that.

"The little one really had what it takes," he thought.

Again this electrifying tingling began in his whole body, which was intoxicating, but also almost drove him crazy. He was on the verge of exploding, but wanted to maintain this state as long as possible. The rubberized ass opening of his slave was well dilated by the action with Max, so that she literally screamed to be fingered.

The lawyer smoothly pushed his right index finger into the rubber grotto. Mark reacted immediately. His smacking was interspersed with lustful moans and the blowing action accelerated.

The rubber slave had pressed his latex mouth lining so tightly against the hard bar that the friction seemed like an ecstasy trip. The lawyer could no longer hold on. With a loud cry, he squirted his love nectar into the mouth of his rubber toy.

This tingling sensation, which flowed through his whole body, was simply breathtaking. The lawyer knew he had already shot most of his love nectar, but those exploding colors in his head and beguiling fireworks were always the same scenario no matter how much came.

Like a spaghetti that was too hot, which had already lost a little of its firmness in the shape, he slowly pulled his cock out of the rubber mouth opening of his toy.

"Without gum, the protein shake of the horny gummy pig tastes best, doesn't it?" In fact, Mark's tongue circled greedily around the edges of his mouth, so as not to waste a drop of his master's noble liquid.

"Yes, my master. He is very happy that he was able to enjoy his master's sauce."

Ben pulled Mark slowly and carefully from the buck, as he was afraid that the rubber slave had gotten a little circulatory problems from the time in the stooped position.

"It begs to be allowed to kneel humbly before you, sir!"

The lawyer let go of him and looked at him as the rubber man, dripping with sweat, got down on his knees in front of him.

"What's wrong with you, my little one? Why this submissive attitude? Since when do you call yourself it?"

"My master, I have only now become aware of what it means to be a dignified rubber slave. It is a neuter, completely wrapped in rubber and only provided with the existence of the right to serve one's master and to make him sexually happy. It can consider itself lucky if its master also gives it the task of being allowed to serve as a sex toy for other masters, if it gives satisfaction to the master. The sexual need of a rubber slave is secondary and is only mentioned and included when the master wants it."

Ben stroked Mark's wet head lovingly.

"You fill me with pride, little one. I think you've understood what our relationship is all about for me."

A drop of happiness had collected at the opening of his glans. He gently brushed it off with his finger, slowly put it into the mouth of his kneeling rubber slave and moistened the mucous membranes. Mark closed his eyes and received this gift from his master like a host in the church.

"Well, then we will let this togetherness mature in rubber. I will only call you a neuter in the distribution of roles in our rubber world. I like it very much and makes your subordinate attitude in sex play with others, but only among us, immediately visible. I noticed how much it enjoyed the rubber threesome with Max. Even though I shouldn't really ask what my rubber slave thinks, it's important to me that he enjoys not only serving me as a sex toy. It may have noticed that the master takes great pleasure in the slave being aroused and cumming."

Mark looked up at Ben in awe.

"Very well, sir. It has understood that it is a special privilege to be subservient to the lawyer in the rubber world, even though it is nothing. He thanks him for that and is already looking forward to the next time, sir."

After the session

Ben helped his little one up. When they left the rubber vault, fresh air came towards him. Max had probably opened the skylight in the bedroom before he had gone into the shower. The breeze was good, but the stale smell of latex, sweat and warmth in the playroom also had its special touch.