Auditioning to Become His Boy
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"Please, Sir!" I begged on my knees in front of the man I had just met. "Please use me for your pleasure as the faggot I am." I quoted the lines He had ordered me to say upon our meeting. I was naked except for a chastity cage with my head bowed, staring at the dirty work boots and jeans Sir was wearing. We just met but He was my Sir. He was the one that finally let me be the boy I was supposed to be.
Three months ago I was just a college slut, going to the local bookstore on my days off and sucking stranger cocks through the gloryholes. I wasn't old enough to go to the bars yet, so I had to settle for the desperate, sleazy men that frequented the booths in the back of the store. Every now and then I would go out to a man's car and get fucked but I always left dissatisfied and empty, except the cum in my hole if I could convince him to bareback me. Then I would go home and log online to tell more strangers of my adventures. One night I was talking to this man that was different than most of the others. He called me names while listening to my account of the night's events and telling me all the things he would do to me if I were his boy. He didn't have a picture, but I was used to closet cases on this site. He seemed very dominant, which was a big turn on, and I ended up giving him my email address after cumming. I had given out my email address to men before and nothing ever came of it, so I was a little surprised when I woke up to an email from him.
"Good talk tonight, boy. I will be in your town in a few months. Keep in touch and you can come to my motel and audition for me. -Sir"
Audition? What did that mean? I sent back an email before jumping in the shower and getting ready for school. I thanked him again and asked for clarification, then got ready and left for class. While on break, several hours later, I checked my email on my phone and saw a reply.
"I live a few hours from you, boy, just moved here a few weeks ago. I had to leave my last boy there and have been looking for a new one. You seem like a good candidate, but you need some training. If you are interested, let me know your experiences and limits. I require strict obedience and documentation of your submission, so be aware of that before replying. If I do not hear from you I will know you are not up to the task. -Sir"
I had fantasized about this before but never thought it would be a reality. I sent back an email explaining so, but also included a short list of experiences and limits. That was the first time I addressed Him as Sir and the beginning of my audition. I had to put my phone away and go to my next class, but was anxious all day to see if He responded. As soon as I got out I looked at my phone and saw an email for Sir, but did not open it. The subject bar had been changed from the usual "Re:" to "Read when you get home." I closed the app and ran to my car. As I waited in traffic, I could feel my cock stirring in my jeans. While in stalled traffic, I kept opening the email app, seeing the subject bar, and closing it. Sir said he requires strict obedience and I didn't want to break that on the first message. I just rubbed my cock through my jeans, even when the semi next to me honked in appreciation and encouragement. Normally I would put on a show for him but I was in a hurry to get home and didn't want to lose the mood.
I finally got home 45 minutes after leaving campus and ran into my small apartment I rented alone. I had the phone in my hand and tapped the email as soon as I walked in the door, into the living room.
"I see you are emailing me from an iPhone, so your first order is to send me three pictures. One of your face, one of your ass on all fours, and one of you on your back with your legs spread. I also keep my boys naked so you should start getting used to not having clothes on as much as possible. The last rule is that my boys only orgasms with my permission. You can have one more free night of cumming, but as of midnight tonight you only orgasm when I say so. If you agree, send me the pictures now and then a video of your last cum tonight. -Sir"
I stripped off my clothes and left them on the floor as I ran into the bedroom. I propped my phone up on the dresser using a Micro textbook and set the timer. I got on the bed and got the picture of my ass from behind, then the required one on my back. I bent my knees and spread my legs, I thought that would be more seductive, but then didn't know how I should do a face picture. I could do a regular selfie, I have an Instagram filled with those, but that seemed insincere. I could do one standing showing off my whole front but the only way to do that was from an upward angle, which isn't flattering. I decided to get on all fours and face the camera, so I could show off my body a bit more for Him.
I sent the pictures and grabbed my hard cock and started jacking. I came in less than a minute and lay there spent on top of the bed sheets. I drifted off to sleep and woke up about an hour later. I checked my phone but there was no response from Sir. I looked back at my pictures, trying to see if I had done something wrong, but they seemed to fulfill the order so just hoped Sir was busy working or something. It was still early, and being a horny college guy, I threw on some shorts, a t-shirt, and sneakers and headed to the bookstore. It was a slow night but I managed to get two loads before the store closed at 11. On my way home, I got caught at a traffic stop and had to do a field sobriety test to prove I was not drunk. By the time I got home it was 11:45 and I had almost forgotten about Sir's last order. I was checking my email to see what I missed while cruising for cock and saw the email again.
I frantically threw off my clothes and ran into the bedroom again, setting up my phone on the dresser and hitting Record. I watched the clock, trying to work a load out before it hit midnight. I started slipping my spit lubed fingers into my hole, hoping to coax out the cum. As the clock got closer to 12:00, I felt my prostate and started milking it. The cum started oozing out but my orgasm was stifled when I heard my email alert on my phone and jumped. I had cum, but not really orgasmed and the clock read 11:58. Frustrated, I got up and stopped the recording, then checked my email. It was a reminder from Sir that I hadn't fulfilled all the demands yet, so I quickly typed out an apology and attached the video before hitting send. The email showed as Sent right as I saw the time on my phone turn over.
Ten minutes later, Sir replied, "Good boy, looks like your last orgasm for awhile wasn't very exciting. Hopefully that wasn't your only one tonight. Now I am off to bed, but I will have more for you soon. Remember what I said about the orgasms. If you disobey me, don't bother responding in the future. -Sir"
I went to bed with mixed feelings. I had fulfilled Sir's orders, but my last orgasm was so sad I almost jerked off again. I didn't know if Sir would find out, but I couldn't take the chance. This was the first opportunity I had to try out being a sub and I didn't want to waste it. As I drifted off, I realized I had done all this and still had not seen what Sir looks like. Maybe I could ask for one next time he contacts me. I rolled over onto the wet spot from my last load, but was too exhausted to move and fell asleep.
I have some ideas to continue this story but always appreciate feedback. I love to hear from my readers for anything. If you are a fellow sub and want to share your stories, a Dom that wants to tell me what to do, or just a fan that has some ideas, feel free to contact me. I have a rough outline but will gladly add more if I hear enough requests for it so don't be shy. Thank you for taking the time, Sirs!
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