More girly boys attacked, and Fhy found himself being pulled from soft body to soft body. Soon, his face was covered in lipstick from all of the kisses as the slaves' giggles filled the air, and their hands moved all over his body.
After a certain point Fhy simply stopped resisting, unable to even orient himself as he was touched from all sides and kissed all over. He could only weakly try to turn away, but whenever his mouth escaped a pair of lips, another pair and a tongue were waiting to take their place.
Finally, the torture seemed to end. Fhy was being held by a pair of surprisingly strong feminine slaves. And he watched as Casey walked over, swaying his hips, wearing a pink wedding dress as moved closer on a pair of high heels. "Hello, Fhy. Cute makeup," 'she' giggled, seeing all the kiss marks on his skin.
"Casey..." Fhy said with a blush as he looked at the boy, though it was hard to tell now. Suddenly Fhy couldnt hold back and blurted out, "Im sorry! I failed you Casey...Im the worst..."
"Are you kidding me? Fhy, I want to thank you! I love this life! My parents used to tell me about how gay sex was sin and disgusting....But I love it. I need it. And I know you do too," he whispered, before pulling Fhy into a kiss, their lips touching each other softly.
Fhy was shocked at first, but then accepted the kiss and kissed back. He didnt say anything more, he just embraced Casey and shared soft kisses with his fellow slave.
The two kissed, softer than the others, but with seemingly more passion. Like lovers, in a way. Alex moved behind Fhy and rubbed his erect cock against his slave's ass, as another man did the same to Casey. "Tell Casey you love him, Fhy...."
Fhy shivered lustfully as he felt Alex rub his cock against his ass, just barely clothed by the dress. "I...I love you Fhy, your the cutest boy I've ever met." He said before kissing him again.
"Undress each other. Right here. Before everyone," Alex ordered, and Casey's eyes widened as his blush intensified, looking at Fhy to see his next move.
Fhy was also blushing, hesitating hard. "Master..." He begged softly, but if Alex didnt change his mind, Fhy would, with trembling hands, begin undressing Casey.