Layton's Discovery (Part 3) By Me4Smoke The ride back to the house was long and quiet. Layton wasn't sure of what had happened. He wrestled with emotions that had plagued him for years. He always wanted a man, and wanted to be wanted by a man. He was afraid of being with a man for all the reasons you could imagine but loved everything that Herb had done to him. Herb smoked as they traveled and handed his cigar to Layton a couple of times only to have Layton refuse it. Layton was still a bit sore at Herb for taking advantage of him in the barn. On the last offer of the cigar, Layton accepted and reached for the cigar. Just as he was about to take the cigar, Herb retracted the cigar and put it back in his mouth. Layton sat, looking at Herb. He was unable to understand what had just happened. Why did Herb offer and then retract it? Layton just shook his head thinking to himself, "Fuck you!" and faced the window the rest of the way home. "Barry will call us for supper shortly. You can go to your room and shower. I'll meet you in the dining room in one hour." Herb said as he disappeared down the long hall. Layton went up to his room and closed the door. He flopped onto the bed. His mind was still reeling from the day's events and he was so exhausted that he fell asleep. An alarm woke him in thirty minutes. He jumped up and headed for the bathroom. He found a note by the lavatory that read, "Do NOT beat off!!!" Again, fear swept over him. Why was this note here? Who put it there? Was it Herb or Barry? How did they know that he would have relieved himself or that he hadn't already done so? He didn't know what to think but he thought he'd better obey the note. After his shower, Layton reached for the robe behind the door. The robe was not there. In its place was a black leather jockstrap and a black leather vest. On the vest was a pin that read, "Boy." Once again, Layton was angered. He left the bathroom with the "Favors" in hand and went to his closet to find his clothes missing. The only thing in the closet was a pair of black Wesco lace up boots and a pair of white socks. Layton boiled and snatched the boots from the closet. He pulled on the jockstrap and threw the vest on. He tied the laces around the ankle of the boots and headed down the stairs. Just as he reached the bottom of the stairs, the front door opened and a tall bearded man entered. Both men startled as they looked at each other. The man smiled a big smile at Layton and said, "Woof!" Layton stormed off shouting for Herb as his boots echoed off of the twelve-foot ceilings. Barry entered the hall with a grin and directed Layton to the study as he attended to the new guest at the door. Layton burst into the study shouting profanities until he saw Herb. Herb was standing in the study wearing all black leathers. He had a studed leather hat dipped down to his eyes. His gray-furred chest shown through his leather vest along with a small chain that connected his nipple rings. Herbs bulging crotch was covered just as Layton's was. Herb's chaps disappeared into his tall leather lineman's boots covered his legs. Layton was speechless. "Layton, we have a few guests for supper. I hope you don't mind?" Herb said as he handed Layton a glass of white wine. "Like I have a choice?" Layton scoffed. Herb laughed, "No, I guess not. We will eat when they all arrive. "So, I suppose I'm the token whipping boy. You want to show me off for your jollies at my expense!" Layton said as he sat down. "Not at all Layton! I thought you might like to see what other 'Faggots' look like." Herb interjected as he poured another glass of wine for himself. "You seem to think that we are so different from you. You need to know that we are just like every other man. We just know how to have fun and we don't have the sexual hang ups that you seem to have." Just then Barry entered and announced the arrival of the new guests. "Mr. Craven and Mr. Locke." Barry introduced as the two men entered. Layton started to stand, quickly remembering his attire, he sat back down. Herb walked over to Layton, grabbed his arm and hoisted him from his seat. "Donny, Sam, good to see you. Sam, Donny, I'd like you to meet my boy Layton. Layton this is Sam and Donny two of my closest friends. They shook Layton's hand with strong grips. Both men smiled while eyeing him up and down. "Would you like a glass of wine before dinner?" Herb said as a gracious host. "Thank you Herb, that would be great!" Sam obliged as Donny agreed. The men began talking and catching up on all the things they had been doing since their last visit with out including Layton in the conversation. Layton sat back down and turned his glass up to empty it. The three men glanced at Layton the whole time they talked which left him feeling like a kid in a room full of adults. Barry entered to announce that the dining room awaited them. Layton ate without saying a word, which seemed to go unnoticed by the other three men. They talked and laughed through out the meal, and Layton was oblivious to any topic that was mentioned. Sam then gestured to Layton and stated to Herb, "He sure is a well behaved boy. Hot looking too!" Herb smiled at Layton like a proud father. Layton sharply threw his napkin on the table and started to stand. Herb squeezed Layton's shoulder and pulled him back down. Layton's face grimaced in pain and anger as Herb whispered into his ear. Layton looked at Sam and said, "Thank you, sir! May I be excused?" Herb nodded to Layton saying, "We will be with you in the study momentarily, boy." Layton quickly left the room. Herb then filled the two men in on his "Boy." Layton assumed that he should go to the study and wait, after all, that is what he was told to do. Barry appeared in the doorway, "Are you all right, Layton? I heard the commotion in the dining room. You'll be okay, just go with it. Herb isn't hurting you. At least not that I can see. He really does like you. I haven't seen him this happy in a long time." With that, Barry turned and left the room, just as Layton started to interact with him about it. Layton sighed and turned to find a chilled glass of white wine sitting by the chair he had been sitting in and thought it must be for him. He took the glass and walked around the room sipping and stewing over his predicament Layton noticed the door to the humidor. He thought he'd have a look at the cigars again. While he inspected row after row of expensive cigars, he thought of how much he enjoyed watching Herb smoke. He had some precum leakage that must have started when Herb grabbed his shoulder. He could feel it in the pubic hair under his jock. Being in the humidor was adding to the erotic effects of the evening. He loved the look and aroma of the cigars in the humidor. He picked up the same type cigar that Herb had smoked and fed to him earlier that day. He rolled it in his fingers and under his nose. His cock started to push on the leather jockstrap, as he recounted the wet end that Herb placed in his mouth. "Man, what a rush." Layton thought. "You like that one do ya?" Herb said which startled Layton. The cigar dropped to the floor as Layton spun around to face Herb. Herb told him to pick it up! Layton frowned and bent down to retrieve the cigar. Herb pushed Layton to the floor and demanded him to lick his boot. Layton started to stand in defiance, but Herb held him down by the back of his neck. "Lick my fuckin' boot asshole! Layton began to quiver. "Don't you ever embarrass me in front of my friends again. You will be polite and treat my friends with respect from now on! Do you hear me?" Herb demanded as he manhandled Layton onto his back. Herb looked directly into Layton's eyes so that he would see that he was not kidding. Herb then looked down at Layton's jock to find the head of Layton's cock protruding from the waist. "Okay, damn, what ever!" Layton shouted in obvious pain. Herb reached to the side of one of the cases. The shelved wall began to rotate. Layton looked over to see a room beyond the humidor that was formerly hidden. "Get in there!" Herb shouted as he began to stand and release his tight grip. Layton didn't move. He was frozen like an animal about to be noticed by a predator. "It's okay, boy, I'll follow you." Layton started to stand but Herb pushed him back down to crawl on his hands and knees. Layton swung his head down and slowly started crawling toward the entrance. "You'll like this Layton, I promise you." Herb said as they made their way through the opening. Inside the room Herb walked to the far wall and removed something that Layton couldn't see. It was much darker in the room and his eyes had not adjusted to the dim lighting. Layton could hear the sound of clinking metal as Herb approached. Suddenly, Layton began to get somewhat lightheaded. "I… I don't feel so good." Layton said as he sat on the floor. Herb smiled and petted Layton on the head, "What is wrong, what doesn't feel good?" Layton looked up at Herb, "I don't know, the room is spinning. I feel kinda drugged." Herb's smile got bigger, "Well, you should. How was your wine, by the way?" Herb had a sly grin on his face. Layton, by this time, was sinking farther to the floor. "Fuck!" Layton slurred. "You'll be fine, boy. Just something to relax you. Enjoy it." Herb picked him up and lay him on a padded bench. He cared for Layton like a mother would her baby, making sure that he was comfortable. Layton knew what was happening all the while but was unable to resist in any way. His body felt as though it was weighted from his head to his toes. "Are you comfortable son?" Herb said as he stroked Layton's hair. "Yeah, I am." Layton looked at Herb and smiled. Herb stood at Layton's head, prepared the big cigar that Layton had dropped earlier and lit it. Layton watched as the fire illuminated Herb's bearded face. Herb inhaled with the last flicker of fire and kissed his boy. The smoke filled Layton's chest and he could feel it going straight to his hard cock. Herb pushed the head of the bench to the wall and held Layton's hands up to the chain on the wall, "the clinking sound" Layton thought. Layton looked worried briefly but was unable to resist. Herb then moved something closer to the sides of the bench and attached Layton's ankles to them. Layton began to laugh; "I know why you drugged me now." Herb bent down, removed his cigar and kissed him again, "That's right. No way for you to fight me, son." Herb replaced his cigar in his jaw and busied himself at a table in the room as Layton floated nearby. After a few minutes Herb leaned over him and opened Layton's mouth. He then put his cigar in Layton's mouth and told him to enjoy it until he got back. Layton smiled from around the cigar and said, "Okay" in his slurred manner. Herb left Layton to rest and smoke his cigar. He knew that Layton would get harder and harder the longer he smoked the warm wet cigar that "Daddy" gave him. Part 1 - Part 2

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