A Tale of Two Subs

Chapter 18. A little sweetness goes a long way.

So where were we? Oh yes . . .

Oliver and Luke (just a couple punks Patrick met when they were out for pizza) come out of the bedroom naked, holding their hands over their junk.

"Now that won't do, bois," says Patrick. "Put your hands at your sides. You're not allowed to hide your junk from me."

(*REMINDER: All bois in this story are over 18 yo.)

They look at each other and take their hands away, both blushing bright red.

"So Oliver, you're first. You can either stand or sit. Get yourself ready, okay?"

Oliver, already hard, just stands there with his hands on his hips. "Come on, cocksucker, show me what you can do."

aleff crawls over to him, kneels up and takes Oliver's cock in one hand while toying with his balls in the other hand and Oliver is crying out "holy fucking shit!" and other similar things. He's never felt anything like this before. Girls don't touch him this way. There's precum on the head of Oliver's dick. aleff takes it in his finger and then sucks his finger, looking up right at Oliver, who's mesmerized by the sight of it all. "Come on, dude, get my dick in your mouth!" Oliver orders, not shy at all. aleff slowly envelops the boi's dick in his mouth and bobs on it a few times when all of a sudden, Oliver cries out, disappointed, "Damn! I'm losing it," as he cums in aleff's mouth. aleff sits back on his heels, looking at Oliver's face, and swallows his load. "Fuck! I can't believe you just did that! You're a fucking cum drinker!" Oliver goes and collapses on the couch.

Luke is impatiently waiting taking the same position Oliver was in. (*REMINDER: it's aleff aka "Luke" aka "Desmond." From here on, Luke is the thug, not Desmond.)

"Definitely bigger," jokes aleff, and Luke slaps his face lightly. "Hey, don't laugh that I am bigger. I know, I'm smaller soft, but I'm a grower, dude! Now get up here, suck me off, faggot!" aleff's getting tired of this whole game now but knows he doesn't have the right to stop blowing the guy. He gets Luke's dick in his mouth right away and holds it at the root while he bobs up and down on it quickly. He figured the guy would cum right away but he was mistaken.

Once he realizes this might take along time, he decides he might as well enjoy himself. The kid's cock is thicker than Oliver's. aleff stops sulking and starts to really make love to this Turk's cock, even pulling almost all the way off and then toying with the tip. Luke is breathing heavy but doesn't say anything.

"Damn! You're lasting long!" observes his buddy.

"See," Luke answers him, "I told you to jerk off before we came over here."

Patrick laughs his fucking head off. "Hey Luke, maybe you should lay back on the couch. Relax and enjoy what aleff does for you. He's gonna do a fantastic job for you or I'll whip his ass with my strap after you guys leave—unless you wanna stay and watch!"

Of course, this kind of talk from Patrick's mouth is driving aleff crazy and he really gets into servicing this guy's unit like he's in love with him. Fortunately, Luke doesn't say anything. It's better this way. Luke would probably say something to piss aleff off and he'll stop blowing the guy even if it meant Patrick was going to whip his ass.

So damn, aleff is probably giving this straight kid (19yo) the best blow job he'll ever get in his entire life from any of the females he has sex with.

Luke even stays silent when he cums, and the pleasure of the orgasm lasts a good long time even though he doesn't have much to shoot into aleff's mouth because he took care of himself before he got here. Once can assume that Luke thinks it was the smartest thing he ever did.

Right away Luke heads for the bedroom so he can get his clothes on.

Oliver stays behind. "Any chance you'll make aleff give me a little more cause I came so quick?"

"Sorry, dude, that's the breaks," says Patrick, who is now running his hands through aleff's dark luscious hair and massaging his scalp as a reward for doing such a good job. Oliver goes inside and they hear the two guys laughing. Shortly after, they both come out of the bedroom dressed and ready to leave. "Any chance I can come back again?" asks Oliver, ever hopeful.

"We'll see," says Patrick. "It depends on whether or not I want to make the cocksucker service you again. Give us a call in about a month and I'll decide."

"Well thanks, Patrick, and thanks..." Patrick cuts him off. "You don't have to thank the slave."

"Slave?" asks Luke the silent one, a little shocked.

"Yes. Slave. That's why I could make him suck your cocks."

"Damn," Luke mumbles to himself, "sick in a good sort of way," as both guys leave.

"Don't you fucking dare spread this around. I'm trusting you," Patrick calls out after them. Oliver shoots his hand up in the air to acknowledge.

"Stand up. Go brush your teeth," orders Patrick.

"Oh, thank You, Master," the slave gratefully says on his way.

As he's brushing his teeth, Patrick comes in and stands behind him with his hands on the boi's ass. "You know, it would be so easy for me to pimp you out, make you earn your keep."

"With all due respects, Master, you'd probably make more money renting me out than you do on your regular job."

"That's not the point. The point is to put you to work. Besides, I'll give the money away to gay charities. You can think of yourself as a worker for gay charities." Patrick starts to laugh. aleff can't help himself and at least cracks a smile as well.

"I guess there's a difference between just having to service someone you give me to and having to perform for someone who paid for me."

"Certainly. The one who paid for a slut like you would feel he had a right to be a lot more demanding and even demeaning. He could really put your through your paces, maybe even punish you in some way. After all, he would already know you're My slave."

"so there is a big difference."

"I'll say. And it makes me realize that I could really subjugate you better by selling you, not just giving you away."

aleff closes his eyes and takes a slow deep breath.

"that got to you, didn't it? I like talking in ways that stir you up." aleff turns to face Patrick and lays his head on Patrick's shoulder. Patrick takes him by the head and kisses him. A deep, long and very wet kiss which has the slave sucking the juices out of its Master's mouth.

aleff(-luke-desmond) gets lost in a memory while Patrick is kissing him, a memory of the first time he sucked cock. He was a freshman in high school and his foster brother at the time was a Senior. Mike. He caught desmond looking at the boys' underwear ads in a Sears Catalogue. "I figured you were a fag, D," he said. (He always called Desmond "D") "How long you been wanting to suck cock?" Desmond didn't answer him so he grabbed Desmond by the chin and turned his head close to his. "Open your mouth, fag!" He shouted and Desmond did it immediately because he didn't want them to get caught if Mike kept shouting.

As soon as he opened his mouth Mike started spitting into it. "there. Drink down some straight-boy spit. Maybe it will help straighten you out. Then he kept slapping Desmond in the face and Desmond started crying and begging him to stop. "I'll do anything you want, Mike. Promise."

Mike stopped spitting. "Anything?" he asked with a gleam in his eye.

"Yeah, I guess," answered Desmond, about to get the shock of his life.

"Then get on your knees and suck my dick, faggot!" And that was the beginning. It soon got pretty awful. When the fparents were away, Mike would really get nasty, make him get naked, get slapped, punched, kicked in his little balls. And spitting. Always spitting.

The slave comes back to himself. aleff, not Desmond, not D. It isn't Mike's spit he's swallowing, it's what's coming from Patrick's mouth. Patrick was drinking a cup of tea and he was dribbling some of that in the boy's mouth as well. aleff loved this and was happy Patrick did so too. Even though aleff was a little worried about how deeply Patrick is getting into being his real Master. This isn't just something they were playing around with. Patrick is serious. Dead serious. Ass blistering serious. Nipple torturing serious. What next?

. . . . .

Kent is driving aaron to Evander's for his very first visit. "As soon as we walk in the door, immediately go through the door on the right. It will be unlocked. It opens into a sort of locker room for subs. Strip naked and your clothes. That's why I had you wear flip-flops so you don't have to walk around barefoot. It's the only foot-wear allowed for subs. Once you're stripped, you go through the door on the other side of the locker room and you'll be right there on the showroom floor. I'll be standing there to take you, don't worry.

aaron still has tears in his eyes, and his nervousness about this new situation will probably soon have him crying. It's not unusual for a slave to have tears on its fact the first time it goes through this. Not only that but they just came from Kent's friend where he was strapped down to a table and shaved totally bare, everywhere belong the neck: armpits, pubes, nipple hairs, groin, balls, taint.

When he got off the table he was forced to bend over and spread his cheeks so Tex (that's the guy who's shaving him) can get anything that's around his hole. Just a little. Then a shower with some special lotion and that was that.

Now they're here. Now aaron has to strip naked again and walk around among superior men, with his skin shaved bare. Everywhere. And he's never realized what it would feel like to be displayed this way for the first time. "Keep your eyes down and it will be easier for you, boi. It also makes you look all the more appealing, looking like you were just recently shamed. Which you were. Be what you are, aaron: a naked shaved slaveboi owned by a respected Master who has never owned a permanent slave until now. Make me proud."

There are several men there. He sees men dressed and a couple of slaves, older than him it seems, and naked like him. One of them even has welts across his back from a recent whipping. That guy looks much older. Yet he's just as humbled arron. For the first time it hits him that he might be living like this all of his life. Mixed emotions about that. He decides he isn't going to stare at the two older slaves he sees.

A Dom walks up to Kent and slaps him on the back in greeting. "Anthony! Good to see you! And I guess congratulations are in order?"

"Hey, Pete! Yes, thank you. I finally woke up and realized that I'd better not turn down a perfect opportunity."

"So this is the kid, then?"

"Yes. Recently 18. His Dad passed away recently, and he wanted me to take over . . .which I gladly did."

"And quite a lovely boi it is, Anthony. I'm happy for you. I assume you don't have any qualms about word getting out?"

"Not at all. There's no reason to be concerned. The only person holding me back has passed on now. The boi and I had some hard conversations and have worked things out as much as we need to at the moment. That's why I'm here now. Time for a collar and a few other things."

"the boi's got a cute dick. You locking that up?"

"I'm considering it. At least I'm going to buy something now and save it for the right moment."

aaron is really afraid of that happening, but he knows that the Master won't do anything he hasn't prepared him for. He squeezes his eyes shut and tries to push it from his mind. Of course, that never works. The thought you fight to get rid of is the thought that will continue to torment you until you give up the battle.

"A few of us are having coffee in the lounge. Care to join us?"

"A good idea. Show me the way." Pete walks away and Kent follows him.

"Come," he says to the slave who stops dead in his tracks when he sees four men sitting in the very comfortable lounge. Kent notices the boy has stopped following. He turns to him.

"What's the matter, baby," he says in a coddling voice to help the boi calm down. "One of the men sitting there, Uncle. He. . .He's a classmate of mine. Oh, shit!"

Kent slaps the boi's face. "Sorry, Sir, for language."

"Listen to me. If he's here he's been vetted. He's clearly a Dom or he wouldn't be here and well-dressed. Maybe it runs in his family. Maybe another relative has been showing him the ropes. It doesn't matter. What matters is this: Now look into my eyes, boy: You are a slave. You are my slave. You are no longer the boi that fellow knew as a classmate. And when he sees you naked and shaved and with your Master, he know your truth."

"Just as you know his truth. Sure you both hid it well and never knew about each other. Most kids in high school are like that. But you're not a high school kid any longer and neither is he. Just as you're exploring your identity, so he's doing the same. Sure it's going to embarrass the living hell out of you for him to see you this way. Don't worry about it. He won't say anything to you about any of it. He won't make fun of you or abuse you. If he did, he'd be permanently barred from here. Do you understand what I'm trying to tell you, aaron?

"Yyyyes, Sir. That helps a lot."

"Well then, let's go. You'll get my coffee; nothing for you. You'll bring it to me and then sit between my legs on your haunches, facing out, legs spread, hands not blocking the view if anyone wants to examine you closely. Got it, boi?"

"Yes, Master."

Kent walks in and sits down. Pete introduces him to Ben and to Vito and his son Tony.

"This is my son's first visit here because of the age requirement. He just turned 18 two months ago. Heading to NYU this fall. I'm getting him as much experience as I can before he leaves. Obviously since he'll be in the Big Apple, I'm sure there will be a lot available to him. None of this is new to him, by the way. I have a 26 year old houseboy at home so he knows how to deal with a sub. You should see Tony handle a riding crop."

"Is that so?" asks Kent. He taps aaron on the head. "I'm only starting to teach the one about heavy impact. He's 18 as well."

"I recognize your slave," volunteers Tony. "We went to the same school but didn't know about each other, obviously. Too bad. That would have been convenient for me back then." Vito cautions Tony not to say much. Tony nods. "Perhaps you'd like to bring the boi over to our place some time. It would be good for both of us to experience each other the way we are now."

"You've got a good point, Tony." Kent hands Vito a card. "Here's my contact information. Maybe in a few weeks. Tony could introduce my slave to his crop." Kent places a tiny emphasis on the word "slave," making a point. "I agree with you, Tony,"

Kent says to Vito's son. "Regardless of the fact that the two of you were classmates and are both just recently legal adults, " he adds, "you've both crossed some important lines. It will be good for you to both have a chance to live that out. And I assure you, aaron here is an excellent cocksucker. And it's always good for him to be blowing a man who's smacked him around some."

aaron would like to hide himself in a corner and cry his eyes out. He can't believe that Kent just did this to him. He forces himself to keep his composure. Tony isn't making it any easier by the way he keeps looking him up and down, picturing what he'll be doing to him when at last they get together.

The men talk a little more about various topics that don't have to do with the Scene. Finally, Kent stands up. "It's been good meeting you all. It's time to me to go get this boi collared and outfitted with a couple things I want to get. aaron, crawl over to Tony and thank him for noticing you. Humbly. Remember your place in the hierarchy."

"wow" exclaims Vito. "You don't make it easy on the kid, do you?"

"that would be stupid. I probably go overboard in the other direction sometimes, but the boi is thriving this way," says Kent as he watches aaron. his head lowered, crawls to Tony. Tony takes his hand and gently lifts the slave's chin and sees the tears in its eyes.

"Oh, my poor dear classmate, this must be so hard for you, kneeling naked in front of me, me a Dom and you beginning your life as a slave. It's okay, child. Let the tears flow. Let me see you taste the shame of being displayed before me, you who would easily joke around and fight to be the first in line at lunch. Now there is a great distance between us as I enter into my dignity and you stripped and apparently whipped a bit not long ago."

Tony reaches up and touches his thumb to the boi's face and wipes some of the tears away. "I'm glad I was here today to see what you've become. Baby, you are one damned beautiful slaveboi," Tony says to him, gently, then puts his thumb to aaron's lips and aaron licks his tears from Tony's thumb. "good boy," he says. "Open a little for me, aaron." aaron opens his mouth and Tony explores it with his index finger, then withdraws and closes the boi's lips again.

"See you soon, sweet thing," he says. "I'll soon feel your tongue and lips on my cock and you'll soon taste the bite of my riding crop, all over, as much as your Master allows. Soon it will feel perfectly natural for you to serve me, aaron. I look forward to the day your Master gives you to me for a while."

Tony leans forward and kisses aaron tenderly on his forehead, thereby showing his obvious superiority.

Kent is impressed and he nods to Vito. "A little sweetness goes a long away. Glad to see you're teaching your son that," he says.

"In the long run it casts a spell over these faggots and ends up getting ever more out of them." I look forward to hearing how much my son will get out of your fag."

"Shhh! don't spoil the secret," Kent says to him, winking. He leaves the area telling aaron to stand up. Aaron does so, bows to Tony and follows his Master, turning back a couple times to see if Tony is still watching him. Indeed his is, very pleased about what's just taken place. It isn't every day one gets to treat a former classmate like the slave he's become.

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