< Chapter 2. Swallowing
It took two weeks before Desmond-now-named-Luke got the courage to send Duke the fateful message although every time he jerked off, Duke starred in his fantasies. Finally, he couldn't stand it any longer. One night he stopped himself before he shot his load, and, driven by his desire to be trained by Duke, he let go of his dick, grabbed his phone, and send a message: "Please, Sir?" was all he wrote, then he went back to what he'd been doing.
He shot his load, harder than ever. His immediate impulse was to regret what he had done, but then his phone beeped and he read Duke's reply: "How many cocks have you sucked since you've been with me, faggot?"
Being called "faggot" stoked his desire, pushing all regret aside. "4, Sir." Quick reply: "All the same dude or 4 different ones?"
"4 guys, Sir."
"Four men superior to you, faggot. Understand?"
He got pissed and didn't answer.
The next day he gave in and replied. "Yes, Sir. Understand."
"You are inferior to every man whose cock you suck, faggot. Did you swallow their loads?"
"No. Sir."
"Fuck, faggot. Get used to the taste of cum. Go suck four more cocks. Swallow their cum. Eat your own when you jerk off as well. From now on, always eat your own cum after you jerk off. Snap a pic of your open mouth with your cum in it and send it. I want to see your beautiful face with your open mouth and your cum in it."
Luke got his back up. He even held off jerking off that day. But the next night he couldn't hold off. He got his phone ready, jerked off. Sucked his cum off his hand. Snapped the pic. Sent it without a comment.
"Eat your cum EVERY FUCKING TIME, FAGGOT! Break through your resistance. You need to learn obedience. You need to learn it turns you on to obey a superior Man. Don't forget: Suck 4 cocks. Swallow 4 loads. Don't contact me again until you obey."
"resist, obey, resist, obey, resist, obey, FUCK!!!" Luke Desmond felt like his brain was split down the middle. It was late July, so most of his classmates hadn't left for college yet. He was planning to take classes at the local Community College while waiting tables at the steakhouse in town. CC was a lot cheaper and he could save up money from work and plan to attend University in three years.
He'd just aged out of the foster care system and his social worker managed to get him into a studio apartment in a city-owned building. He had been placed in six different homes in the years after his parents were killed in an automobile accident when he was 12. Like we learned before a foster brother broke him in as a cocksucker when he was 13, so we won't go into that again.
So anyway, there he was in his little studio, horny as hell and determined to forget about Duke, but the next time one of the guys from school found out he had his own place and spread the word, the guys he used to suck off were knocking on his door looking to get off. Pablo was the first. He came in Desmond's mouth and expected him to spit it out like he usually did but Desmond remembered what Duke had told him about obeying, so he just swallowed the load and yeah, it was gross the first time. Pablo was surprised but started laughing. "What's so funny?" Desmond asked.
"Dude, you're becoming a real faggot now! Shit, that was hot, you swallowing my load," he said as he was pulling his pants up. He left right after that and spread the word that the faggot was now swallowing cum. Shortly after that, Eddie was knocking on his door. "Heard you like swallowing cum now," he said. "I've got a big load to feed you," and took out his cock as soon as he got in the door. "How do I taste?" he asked after Desmond swallowed his cum. "A little salty," Desmond told him, humiliated as fuck.
The next night the twins Paul and Freddy came by. They made Desmond strip naked. They both stripped off their pants and sat on Desmond's couch with their legs spread, stroking their cocks. They made Desmond such both of them at the same time, moving back and forth from one to the other until they both shot their cum down his throat, one right after the other, cheering him on all the way.
"Who tastes best?" asked Freddy, laughing. "You tasted okay, but Paul tasted awful. Never letting you cum in mouth again, dude," said Desmond running into the bathroom to brush his teeth to get the taste out of his mouth. When he got out of the bathroom, both guys had already left. He felt more like a whore than he ever did before, but ended up jerking himself thinking about how hot the twins looked, both of them waving their identical cocks in his face, and then when he came he licked his hand clean remembering what Duke told him, how it's going to turn him on to obey what he was told to do. Damn! Duke was right. It was. Shit!
Later that night, he send Duke a text: "Swallowed four loads, Sir, then ate my own."
An answer came right away. "Good boy. With the right training, you'll make some guy a good slave, Luke."
"Slave?"
"Yes. Training as a slaveboy. A very beautiful, very obedient slaveboy. There's a lot to learn, faggot. One step at a time. A little at a time. It felt good to obey me, didn't it, faggot?"
"yes, Sir. What's next, Sir?" Luke felt himself getting really curious about what else would happen.
"Are you off every Sunday, faggot?"
"Yes, Sir."
"I'll tell you what, faggot. Get your ass over on Sunday at 3 pm. Shower first.""
"Yes, Sir. Will text when I leave there, Sir."
"Good boy. Now don't disappoint me."
"I won't Sir. Promise."
"Don't jerk off again until you come here. Got it, faggot?"
"Damn!" thought Luke. "It's only Wednesday."
He decides to take a chance. "Not sure I can go that long, Sir."
"Try."
"Okay, Sir. Will try."
"Do so. If you think you have to jerk off, text me for permission."
Wow. Just the idea is making Luke get hard again.
"Okay, Sir. May I do it right now, Sir. You just got me hard."
"Okay, boy, but this better be the last time. No more jerking off without permission."
Damn, the idea sounds hot, but Luke isn't all that sure he'll be able to hold off. He can always lie about it if he has to. Or so he thinks. After all, he's been jerking off at least every night since he first started when he was 12. It will be a hard habit to break.
"Yes, Sir."
"If you cheat, Luke, I'll know. I'll fucking whip your ass with my strap."
"I won't cheat, Sir."
"Okay then, Luke. Be here, nicely showered, at 3 pm Sunday.
"Yes, Sir."
The next night Paul stopped by without his twin brother. "Hey, I'm not sure I'm allowed to blow you without Freddy here," Luke said, joking. "Call him and ask him," said Paul, bluffing.
"Nah, that's okay. But I'm not stripping this time."
"Why not?"
"Because if I get naked I'm gonna want to a jerk off and I can't."
"What? Why can't you?"
"Cause I promised some guy I wouldn't until we got together."
"Aw, how sweet . . . but you can still do it. Just don't tell him. Anyway, you can keep your clothes on. Just suck me off, dude, and I'll leave."
Luke took his sweet time sucking Paul's dick. Both twins have the nicest dicks he's ever seen. Perfect size, perfect shape, nice and smooth and really nice heads, both cut.
When Luke was taking a break for a second he tells Paul, "you know if I ever had twin boys, I think I'd have one cut but not the other so I could tell them apart."
"That's stupid," says Paul.
"Why?"
"First of all, you're never gonna have kids. You're a fag. Secondly, that would be fine when they were infants or little boys, but it won't do you any good when they're in high school. They're damn not gonna want to show you their dicks."
"But I'd only have to see one of the them," joked Luke.
Paul hit him the back of the head. "Get back down on my dick, faggot."
"Yes, Sir!" says Luke, and while he's sucking Paul's dick again he realizes that he's gonna be saying "yes, Sir" an awful lot if he follows through with Duke.
Needless to say, after Paul left, Luke wanted so bad to take care of himself. He forced himself not to, but when he got in bed to sleep, he got hard and started grinding the bed. He remember when he came into Duke's pillow that time and then Duke made him lick his cum off the pillow.
Just the thought of it made him cum right there while he was laying on his stomach. "Shit! Does this count?" he thought. And so for punishment he made himself go to sleep without cleaning up.
The next morning he texted Duke: "had an accident last night, Sir. Sorry."
"How the fuck did you accidentally jerk off, faggot?"
"Didn't touch myself. Was laying in bed hard and was grinding the bed trying not to j/o. Came by accident."
"You fucking slimeball! Did you eat it up?"
"No, Sir. Just laid in it and fell asleep."
"Well then for sure you're gonna get the strap, boy. Not fooling about this."
"Don't know how much I can handle, Sir."
"Let me worry about that. And stop grinding the fucking bed when you go to sleep. Hands off, faggot! Have some self-control."
"Yes, Sir."
And that was that.
THAT'S ALL FOR THIS STORY!
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Here is a list of all the other stories I've written and the date they last appeared on Nifty.
- The Alex Chronicles 9/25/2022
These four are connected:
- Sweet Subjugation 1/15/2023 3. Brandon's Bosses 4/3/2023 4. Brandon's Brothers 5/29/2023 5. Total Subjugation: 5/25/2023
These are stand-alone stories:
- Tommy Loves His Sub 8/17/2023 7. Training Toby 12/31/2023 8. Breaking Me In 3/10/2024 9. The Brothel Slave 3/31/2024 10. Jonah Takes Charge 5/9/2024