A Gentle Training for Service, Chapter #1
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This story contains descriptions of consensual sexual contact between Males. As such it is homoerotic, designed for the entertainment of mature adults. If you are not of legal age to read such material, or if the subject matter would create any kind of personal moral dilemmas, please exit now.
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This isn't quite a sequel to my story "A gentle seduction to service" but rather a kind of enhancement, perhaps a parallel story. It was actually a story-line given me by a reader who outlined the tale and wanted a fairly short story without the long buildup to action I usually use when I write.
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I hope everyone enjoys it. Thanks for the idea Jason.
Cast: Kirk (trainer) and Bob (trainee)
Here's the thing; I had the summer off until I started the sophomore year at university. My Mon was a widow and her new beau was taking her on a long tour of Europe, my girlfriend had broken up with me. I could stay home or go on an adventure; it was no real contest, I wanted to experience a little freedom. I set out from Ontario intending to travel to the Southern US states.
At lunch time in a little, mountain town in western Pennsylvania I stopped at a roadside diner for a quick burger. After eating I had to heed "Nature's call" and went to the men's room. As I was sitting there I couldn't help noticing the large hole in the cubicle wall. On the other side there was a urinal and just as I was looking through it a guy entered to pee. He was a big, older guy who just zipped down and stood there with his dick hanging out as he just stroked it, all in a kinda slow motion. I couldn't not watch, it was a fascinating scene.
The man continued his slow stroking long enough for me to finally become aware that he must know I was watching him. That thought was as scary has it strangely enough was exciting. There's something sneaky, erotic about being able to observe without being observed. I was startled out of my reverie as he turned away from the urinal and stood facing me. I had a close-up view of a cock that I had to admit was much more impressive than mine. After a few minutes he just pushed his dick through the hole brushing my lips as I backed up quickly.
It was so unexpected (yes I realize I was naïve), I just stared but then realized that I wanted to touch it. I stroked the head and heard him say "just lick it boy." I surprised myself by running my tongue across the head. It was almost a reflux. Just then I heard the door open and he quickly zipped up and left. I was sweating as I left the bathroom. In the parking lot standing by my car was the guy, just leaning against his truck smiling at me. I was ready to ignore him and just drive off but was taken aback has he spoke. "Follow my truck; we'll go to my house for a beer."
There was no asking, it was phrased like I had asked him what I was to do. It was arrogant as hell but I somehow wanted to go along with this guy. He just got into his truck and drove away as I followed. After about 15 minutes we pulled into his driveway. His house was on a small hill quite a bit away from any neighbors and looked well kept. He just motioned me to follow as we entered. "Have a seat son; I'll get us a couple of beers."
When he returned he was only wearing jockey shorts; he said he liked to be comfortable when he was home. He sat down and then stuck out his hand for a handshake; "my name is Kirk, I know you're Bob". I had to get up to shake with him and just couldn't miss the big bulge he packed in his jockeys.
We shot the crap for a while about weather and sports has we sipped our beers. While just talking he asked if I wanted to see some TV. We continued small-talk as the big screen TV showed a porn flick in progress. A young girl was kneeling in front of a guy in his fifties and sucking him off with great enthusiasm. Kirk just kept on about the state baseball team has cocksucker sounds from the movie filled the room. It was about ten more minutes when he said, "look at how she serves his cock, her eyes tell it all, she's worshipping him, loving his cock." I had to admit she certainly was eager. Just then there was another head in front of the lucky guy getting blown, a college age dude. The girl stopped sucking and held that cock out to the new boy who just opened his mouth and sucked it in.
"That was a surprise wasn't it Bobby? It's not much different than when you licked my cock in the diner. He's not as good a cocksucker as she was but I bet the top-guy getting sucked off shows him. It's really simple isn't it, there are a lot of guys who actually like being mastered, they are cocksuckers just like cunt girlfriends are. Then of course there are men like me who really like a blow-buddy to suck them off and kinda enjoy training the boy to service them just like they want. I'm pretty sure you're destined to be a cocksucker, in fact my cocksucker. What do you think?" He asked abruptly.
I stammered out that I wasn't interested in sucking cock. Kirk wasn't having any of that he laughed as he spoke; "that ship has sailed already Bobby, you have already mouthed my cock and by definition that makes you a cocksucker doesn't it?" His logic was clear but I told him that had just happened, it wasn't really who I was. That got me a smiling smirk and an answer that made me think. "We are at the pinnacle of intimacy right now; you sucked my cock and I think you liked it; it's hard to get more intimate than that. You're my cocksucker now and that's just our little secret. Go get us a couple more beers, he ordered."
When I came back I was surprised to see that Kirk had lowered his trousers and was slowly stroking his cock. The action on the Tv was even hotter now with the boy on his back licking her cunt while the stud fucked her. You could see his cock thrusting in right past the boys lips; every 6th or so stroke the guy would pull out and let the boy suck the juices off the tip. I must admit it made me very hot and I couldn't resist stroking myself hard through my pants. Kirk said, "I can see this scene makes your cock harden; there is a question though. When you're looking at a scene like this do you relate to the stud fucking her or the boy providing the mouth service? I think it's the boy. You know, if you think about it there is always a top-dog, always a hierarchy in any society. Simply put it all comes down to the cock and cocksucker. The runt of the litter can only be happy providing service and acknowledging just who is the top-dog by his submission. I think that's you son; just answer me, did you enjoy the feel of my cock and its taste?"
For whatever reason, I nodded yes. Kirk immediately ordered me to speak up. I managed to croak out a yes. "I can see you're interested in my cock, why don't you get over here on the floor where you can get a good look, what the hell it's only the two of us here eh Bobby." I know I shouldn't have but in the end I knew I wanted to; I slid slowly to the floor in front of Kirk has he said, "that's Ok son, I know you're nervous and this is a big step for you but in the end being yourself is the only way you'll be truly happy. Why don't you reach up and play with it, stroke it, you know you want to."
He was right, I wanted to and I did. I actually thought I could feel his strength coursing through his penis has I held it and slowly stroked it with him talking to me through the fog of confusion. "Good boy, Bobby, Your world has been grey, without color; I can make it as bright has a circus wagon, all you have to do is obey me. I know what you need and can teach you how to get it. You'll only be happy when you're servicing a real man; it's what boys like you were created for; to make the cocks of men feel good. I know that you've heard that boy-cocksuckers are queer people that men make fun of, don't believe it, cocksuckers serve a valuable purpose by sucking off the excess jism from a man's balls. There's nothing quite as relaxing has having a talented cocksucker drain your balls just the way you like it. No women can serve as that talented cocksucker because that all-important sense of humiliation is missing. A boy cocksucker wants to submit, to be humiliated and tries so much harder."
I was mulling over what he said as I stroked him. His cock was thick with a well formed helmet and a piss slit that resembled the mouth of a cannon. I was mesmerized by the shear eroticism of his speech while I knelt on the floor jerking him off. Kirk continued, "Now put your mouth to it."
Kirk's voice was husky and constrained. I had been expecting the command and brought my lips dutifully to the cock's swollen mushroom-head, the notion of not obeying wasn't an issue. The sensation, as it slipped into my mouth, was bizarre; it had a velvety texture yet was utterly hard and pulsing with warm life. I was really unsure of what to do next but Kirk gently stroked my face as he told me, "Run your tongue over the head, do it gently and feel the power."
I withdrew a moment to work up some saliva in my dry mouth then took hold of the iron shaft and circled my wet tongue over the surface of the glans, working back and forth several times with the same motion. Kirk uttered a little groan of approval. "Now lick just under the head, right here" He relocated himself with his hand, so that I could dig in the tip of my tongue just below the engorged hood. "That's right, now flick your tongue there, fast" I applied a rapid back and forth flicking motion one that had the desired effect, a shudder ran through his whole body. "Oh God yes - fuck, that's nice. Keep going"
I was licking and sucking now for all I was worth when Kirk reached down and grabbed my ears pulling me off his cock and looking me in the eye has he said; "that wasn't bad for an amateur but you've got an awful lot to learn. I appreciate your eagerness but that was like a little girl blowjob. I think it's time to begin your training, are you ready Bobby?" It was weird, he was holding me by the ears like a puppy but I knew I wanted to continue. "Yes, Kirk lets get on with it please."
"I'm going to relax and spread out here while I watch the video; I want you to lick, smell and look at my entire crotch area then lick and taste it. A man's crotch is where you belong and you need to get familiar with it before your training can proceed. Get to it now."
I leaned into that very private place between his legs. I took a breath and enjoyed the musky, sweaty ammonia laden man smell. In a soft voice he told me that just this once I could explore his crotch at will; he wanted me to become has familiar with his manhood has I was my own. I lifted his balls and looked at the little seam-like area from his balls to his ass crack. He told me to give it a little lick and I had to shudder when my tongue went over that little bit of ridge; I was so very close to his ass. I gently lifted his cock; it wasn't hard but it was poised to go, engorged to a nice thickness by my touch, it was magnificent. He stood up and turned around telling me to explore his ass. "You can run your fingers around my ass; I want you to get familiar with it but don't put your finger to my hole; the only thing that goes into my asshole is a tongue, go to it."
His ass cheeks were firm and nice, there were little, soft hairs in his crack but overall he wasn't very hairy. I put my head up close to his crack and got a good whiff of a real man scent. It wasn't unpleasant and I had to admit that I liked it. I was has hot has I had ever been by this point when he abruptly sat back down.
Kirk gave me another one of his all knowing smirk-smiles. It was obvious he knew just what he wanted and had learnt from experience exactly what made him feel good. I had followed each direction with diligence hoping that I would satisfy him with my obedience and yes, with my submission. He put his fingers in my mouth and directed (actually moved) my now eager tongue around his fat fingers and onto his prick. I was Sliding a wet saliva trail down his thickly-veined shaft and lapping underneath his inflated balls. When my tongue got to that tender seam of flesh-highway that linked his ball sac to his asshole, It was a close-up, no going back now, scarily instructive introduction to the erect male organ and how it might best be orally stimulated.
Kirk muttered his quietly intense appreciation each time I licked around the spot: "That's good, keep it there, just like that" I could hear the breath rushing from his lips, as if he were controlling the waves of pleasure that rolled over him; he was happy, I was happy.
"Okay." He lifted my head with the palm of one hand and used that soft, authoritative voice I was now familiar with said, "Now suck me." I wrapped my mouth once more around that great bulbous head, the size and color of a ripening plum and began to suck on his cock. If I had thought it could not get any harder I was wrong. I could feel it swelling in my mouth as it filled with strength and male potency. I noted a salty flavor there on my taste buds and knew it was leakage from that big piss slut. I felt both appalled and amazed by what I was doing. There are things in life that are awful and wonderful, like oysters; this was one of those things for me. I was ashamed because I really liked it, I wanted to please this man in any way he wanted.
He was talking again, it was like he was a patient, school teacher. "I've had a bunch more experienced mouths go down on me; mouths with well-honed, cock pleasing techniques. But there's a very special joy that's only present in teaching a frightened little suck-boy how to blow a man. You've got a pretty nice mouth; a wet succulent mouth. I want to shoot my cum into your mouth pretty soon; it's a very important step for a cocksucker like you. The taste of cum will dominate your new life, now look at me" he ordered.
My own arousal was increasing at the very thought of what was next, I was going to taste his jizm, the essence of his manhood. I stared up at him with my mouth full with cock, he smiled down at me and said, "Keep sucking, that's it son, suck harder, move your lips back and forth, caress my cock. It's your new master."
I kept my eyes fastened on his and intensified my rhythmic sucking on the foremost few stiff inches has grabbed my head with a tight grip that surprised me; I knew what was coming has he said "now I'm going to fuck your face."
I didn't have any time to take in what he meant before he pulled the back of my head forward, on to the full length of his cock. It suddenly filled my whole mouth and I was afraid that I would throw up. Its thick, hot mass slid my tongue. I became aware that his huge cock was packing my throat it with its solid mass. Suddenly my nose was pressed into his pubic hair with my chin against his balls. I was writhing on his cock, the lack of air and gagging were all I could think of.
He pulled me back until only his cockhead was in my mouth, I gasped for air around his cock has he told me, "Breath through your nose when your throat is plugged he told me in a calm, soft voice."
He pushed my head down again has he told me, "go on, let's see you breathe through your nose, it's what I want son, don't disappoint me here." He held me there for some seconds and I somehow managed to relax enough to draw in a little air under the stress of this huge pole plugging my esophagus. He pulled back then plunged right back in has he said, "That's good, keep that up, make me proud son" he said approvingly. "Okay, now" There was a very serious intent now I didn't quite understand until he firmed up his grip and began to slide his cock in and out of the tight channel of my tight gullet. He was moving his whole body now and his breath was growing ragged. He started to actively pump his cock into my gaping oral cavity. He was slowly, surely fucking my face and I became conscious of a river of saliva flowing out of my mouth. "Oh fuck yes, that's it, fuck that throat, swallow my cock" He then paused a moment holding me tight to his stomach while I sucked air through my nose and attempted to swallow with my throat so full. I sensed him as he drew his cock backwards out of my throat opening and plunged it back in again to the balls. He was using a kind of rhythm now.
I was staggered and rapidly tiring of the continuing oral assault. He was actually plowing my tight airway like it was a fat-lipped cunt. Sometimes he would pull out completely and I would gasp for air as his dick bounced, hard and dripping, before my crying eyes. Then he would slot it back in again and resume his reckless pounding of my throat grunting and moaning all the while. My face slapped his belly each time his cockhead plunged into my bruised trachea.
I sensed an ending just has he spoke, "'Oh God, oh shit, I'm going to come down your throat, Oh God, oh God, oh Gggoddd"
He pulled my face tight and flat against him in what was certainly a moment of pure lust. Fresh, hot man-seed gushed profusely down my gullet. Kirk emptied a couple of shots of cum into me with his jetting cock-head stuffed far down my throat. He then pulled my face back and continued cumming in my mouth has he said, "you need to get a taste of cum now, it's what boys like you need." We actually both moaned has he filled my mouth with his salty, sticky, cum.
I gently nursed on his cockhead has he finished up. He told me, "swish it around in your mouth, let your tongue get used to it's taste. Ok, pen your mouth and let me see you move your cummy tongue around, ah, that's great. Swallow now son but keep your eyes open, I like to see a suck-boys eyes has he swallows my jism." I did has he ordered and was strangely proud of myself; he seemed happy with me.
I instinctively leaned down and put my cummy lips on his cockhead, nursing on it like a baby on a teat. "Good boy, I knew I wasn't wasting my time with you, you're a natural cocksucker. Oh, you've got lots to learn but in the end I know you'll make me proud. There is nothing more enjoyable than the selfish, total disregard of anything more than my pleasure has I instruct a slut-boy in how to service a real man. We've made a good start here but there's so much yet to learn. Crotch is going to be your area of study; I'll teach you ass worship and toilet duty. If you're smart you'll stifle your inhibitions and do as you're told. If you let yourself go I'll teach you what your destiny is; the only way you'll be truly happy. I know you; your life has been lived in that narrow region between expectation and reality. Given that, then disappointment is the only possible result. I bet your past was like everyone else is at a party and you're not invited; you know you never fit in when other guys talk trends to girls and sex. I've cum in your mouth son, you're mine now."