Archive: "Born to Serve, Chapter 3" {Rob} Authoritarian (MMBB oral piss)
Here is the next chapter of the story of Kevin Jones' journey from All American high school jock to total submissive. It was "lost" when my old computer crashed but has been "found" by the Geek Squad. I hope it gives my readers enough of a rise so they will let me know what they think about it! I hope to write one or two more chapters from the church camp before Kevin goes to track camp and comes under the control of his college coach. I am continuing to write about Steve Andrews, "The Fireman's Son" that was also "found" by the Geeks and the "Neighborhood Slut" that I started to keep myself busy while the others were lost. Now I've got three continuing stories to try to juggle! Cheers, Rob (fmhar1969@aol.com)
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Born to Serve Chapter 3
The next morning Kevin woke and for a moment didn't know where he was. Then he remembered he was under the covers lying between Pastor Mike's...his master's dark-haired legs. He looked up and saw the hairy ball-bag with the round knob of the big cock just showing on top of it. Remembering his master's last words, he quietly inched his way into the musky, damp crotch, raised his head and took the first inch of the warm flesh-tube into his mouth. He sucked gently as he slowly inched himself up, making sure not to wake the sleeping man, until he could swallow more than half of the soft six inches and continue gently sucking while caressing it with his soft tongue. The hips under his head moved slightly, and then the legs on each side of the boy twitched and moved. He could feel the penis in his mouth begin to harden, to fill with the blood the boy could feel pumping in the vessels under his sensitive caressing tongue and the against the walls of his mouth. The covers were pushed down by Mike's feet and Kevin felt a big hand on the top of his head.
"Good boy! What a way to wake up! My boy making love to my big cock, making it fill with blood and harden up. But first I've got to piss." Kevin started to release the cock from his mouth and raise his head up, but the big hand stayed put and the pressure on is head increased. "No need to move. You're right where you need to be. Get ready to swallow! Oh yeah! Here it comes! Oh yeah! My own little toilet-mouth! Fuck, it's good not to have to get out of bed to get rid of that first morning piss. Suck on that cock while you swallow! Oh yeah, boy, you're gonna be drinking a lot of piss these next three weeks. Piss and cum! That's what you're gonna be drinking while we're at camp. His bladder emptied for the time being, Mike ordered Kevin to get him hard and suck out his morning load of cum.
Kevin had been surprised when he found he was expected to drink the pastor's morning piss. When the hot, salty liquid had begun spraying into his mouth, he first thought he was going to throw up, but by an extreme exercise of will he overcame this reaction and began to swallow as fast as he could. Soon his flat belly was bulging out as it filled with what seemed to be gallon of the acrid stuff. By the time the flow dwindled to a trickle he was greedily sucking to get the last drops of his master's piss and to encourage the thick cock into hardness. He was happy to have his mouth filled once again with the blood-engorged organ that he knew was going to give him a sweet-salty load to wash away the taste of the urine and fill his hungry mouth and belly with its morning feast. Once Mike shot his load down the boy's throat he pushed him off the bed and onto the floor. Getting up, he stood over the teen, his legs spread, his hands on his hips looking down at the crouching boy.
"I'm proud of you, Kevin. You did good last night and this morning. I know this is all new to you, but you'll get used to it. It'll be like this for the next three weeks. Every night and every morning you'll take care of my needs. You'll drink my piss keeping my bladder empty and suck down my loads, keeping my balls good and drained. If we're alone during the day and I need to piss, you'll get on your knees and open your mouth for me use it as a urinal. You're mine to use! If I tell you to serve another man, you'll do it without question. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir...Master. You're my master and I obey you in all things."
"Is this what you want? To be submissive to all my commands? To serve and obey me?
"Yes Master."
"I wonder if you know what that means! Do you know what an alpha is?"
"Well, in biology we learned that in a pack of animals the alpha male is the leader, the boss of all, male and female."
"That's good. With humans an alpha is a male at the top of the food chain, a real man. Some men and boys are subs, submissives. Not all men are alphas or subs. Some men are just men. An alpha is a man who tells other males, subs, what to do. He can usually also get non-sub men to follow his direction. Subs are the lowest form of boys and men. A sub is born. He may always know what he is. He may not know he's a sub when he's growing up, like you. Something may have to happen to him to make him know what he is. You've lived your entire life as a boy just like other boys. You've been a jock, a male looked up to by his peers, but something happened to you last year. You saw me in the tub naked. You wanted to do something with me. You didn't know what. But I saw it because I'm an alpha. I always have been. I knew what you wanted. I gave you your chance to turn on your submissive side, to take your place in the scheme of things.
"When you saw me naked lying in that bathtub you recognized me as a real man and accepted your position as a lesser one. You knew you wanted to serve me. You wanted my cock. That's how subservient males acknowledge their status. They sexually serve the alpha, the real man. When I offered my maleness to you, you were ready to take your place below me. You served me and you took my maleness into you. You've been wanting to repeat your act of submission ever since. Last night I gave you your chance. I made myself available to you, available for you to serve and you went down before me, you offered yourself for my use and I accepted you as my sub. I am the man now and you are less than a man, a submissive. This is a role you will play for the rest of your life. I'm your master for these three weeks.
"You will have other masters. You will probably find a master at university, maybe a coach, a professor or another student. If we come together in the future, say at Christmas, you will want to serve me. Maybe you will be able to maybe not, it will depend on circumstances. There will be other men in your life who are not alphas. You will submit to them, but you will always be looking for an alpha, a man to be your master.
"One more thing: I said last night that you have a beautiful ass that is going to make someone, but not me, really happy. I'm not going to use your ass. I've never been interested in assplay. Someone, someone I allow to use you or someone you just get to know at the university, or maybe not until you discover your next master, but someone will take you the rest of the way. You will lose your anal virginity to your next sexual partner, to someone not me. I have no doubt of that. That will be your final act of submission, to offer your asshole, your ass-pussy, for someone to fuck. There are other levels of submission, but once you have given up your ass, you will have become physically fully submissive. I feel sure you will experience higher levels of subservience, but they will be only variations, variations on the theme of your submission to other men.
"Do you understand what I have told you?"
"Yes. I think so."
"I will help you to understand more these next three weeks. But now, we need to get dressed and get to the dining room for breakfast. Before you go eat, you need to make the rounds to make sure everyone is up. We need to get on the road in 45 minutes so we can get to the camp before dinner time."
They took a quick shower together. Kevin had another drink of Mike's piss while they were in the bathroom shaving and they dressed. Mike took both their bags to the motel office while Kevin made the rounds of all the rooms.
Breakfast over; all accounted for and loaded on the bus, they headed out for camp. After several hours of driving, they stopped for lunch at the same place they had stopped at last year. Although it was fairly close to the camp, lunch would be over before they arrived. The diner was owned by a college buddy of Mike's named Otto. The two hunks greeted one another with a tight "bro hug." It was obvious that Otto was of German descent. He was big, tall with broad shoulders and a trim waist. His hair was blonde, cut short and tight with the top flat as a tabletop, Marine style. In fact, Otto had joined the Marines after college and left only because his father, the owner of the diner, died. As the kids scattered around the place, grouping together at various tables, Mike introduced Kevin and quietly suggested that they have a visit in Otto's office. As soon as the door was closed, Mike opened his shorts, pulled out his cock and said, "I'm about to burst! Kevin!"
Kevin immediately dropped to his knees and opened his mouth. "Fuck, dude! I thought you'd given up all that shit when you got the call!" Otto exclaimed as he stared at his friend pissing, aiming into the kneeling boy's mouth.
"Yeah, I did, for six years, but I discovered this little sub in my church group last year and now that he's turned eighteen and graduated from high school, I thought I'd teach him about himself. Mary's pregnant, so no sex there for a while." Finished and shaking the last drops into Kevin's mouth, Mike said with a chuckle, "You need a piss. He just learned this morning and needs to try out different brands!"
"Fuck yeah! I'm always ready to use a cute little toilet-mouth. I got a dishwasher in the back that's always ready to drain me. Does he suck?" Otto asked.
"Yeah. That's how he learned about himself. He gave me a blowjob at camp last year. He's been wantin' it ever since, but I couldn't take any chances at home. He's officially my assistant since Mary couldn't come.
"You think he could blow me while you eat?" Otto asked as be pissed in Kevin's mouth. "I haven't come in two days. It's been really hectic around here and Robbie takes my piss, but won't suck me! Is that crazy or what!"
"Shit man! You need to train him. Teach him who's the boss!"
"Yeah, only thing his dad's the sheriff. Gotta be careful with him."
"Just keep it in when you finish pissing. My boy will take good care of you.....You hear Kevin! My buddy needs to get off! You don't need to eat!" Mike ordered as he left the office.
Later, after Otto had fed Kevin two loads of his hot German cum, and Mike had come back in the office to give him a half sandwich to eat and washed it down with another drink of piss, Kevin found himself in the restroom standing at a urinal next to Christopher Horneby, "Horny Horneby". The other boy was a little way back from the urinal and Kevin could easily see his cock and the heavy stream of yellow piss as it splashed against the back of the pisser. "Hey, Jones, did you get to hit it home with that bat you were swinging around at check-in last night?" the other boy asked as he shook his good-sized cock of its last drops, but didn't immediately put it away.
"Uh...what're you talkin' about Chris?"
"You know, did you find some chick to take care of you so you didn't have to,...you know?" he said as he pumped his almost hard cock with his hand before he shoved it back into his pants.
"Uh...No...Of course not!"
"Too bad. The way you were showing off, half naked n free ballin' n all, I thought sure you'd get some pussy or at least a blowjob."
"Haven't you learned yet that these girls aren't like that? I've heard you complainin' loud enough since you came."
"There's bound to be a cocksucker hangin' round in this bunch. A stud jock like you would know."
"You're crazy, Hornby," Kevin said as he forced his semi-hard cock into his shorts and walked away.
"This place sure smells like piss. They need to clean it better," Horneby said as the two boys left the restroom together.
When Kevin took his seat next to Pastor Mike, he handed the boy a can of Coke. "You better drink this, your breath smells like piss," he whispered.
"See you later, Kevin," Chris Horneby said as he passed Kevin and the pastor on his way to his seat in the back of the bus.
"What was that about?" Mike asked.
"I don't know. We were peeing together and he said something about the way I was dressed when I did the check last night. Said it looked like I was lookin' for sex,"
"I've heard some things about him from the youth minister at the church where his family went in Central City. Were you looking for sex?"
"You know I was only dressed like that because you told me to."
"Yeah, but would you have had sex with him if he'd offered? You've seen him in the locker room at school. Have you wanted to suck his cock? You just saw it up close again. What does his dick look like? How big is it? Would you like me to share you with him like I did with Otto?"
"Pastor Mike, you couldn't trust him. He's a loudmouth, always talking about the girls he's fucked before they moved, saying he'll find some cocksuckers to take care if him if the girls won't put out."
"You're a cocksucker now. Maybe you need to let him know. You're gonna be gone off to track camp and university after these three weeks. You won't be seeing him except maybe at the holidays. We'll talk about it later."
They arrived at the camp, got checked in and the room assignments were made. "There's an orientation after dinner and then you all are free to look around," Mike told them. "Bed check will be at 11:00. Kevin or I will check on you guys. I've asked Mary Sue Longley to check on the girls since she's the oldest." When they got to their room Mike told Kevin, "You take the guys and save Hornby `til last and let him know he's the last one. Right now, though, I need to piss bad." Kevin fell to his knees and opened his mouth wide to take in the stream of acrid yellow piss as it poured out of the spout of his master's cock. "Ah! That was good, now suck me off."
They all gathered with the rest of the campers in the large dining hall. As usual there was much excitement and many of their group, including Kevin, met up with friends they had made in previous years. Pastor Mike sat at the counselors' table and visited with other youth ministers and camp counselors he knew from before. Many asked about Mary and were happy to hear about the couple's happy news. Several asked how Mike was going to manage his group without her help. He told them about Kevin and called the boy over to the table and introduced him around. Several remembered him from last year. Buck Davis, who was in charge of all the athletic programs remembered that Kevin was a baseball player and wondered if he could help him out some.
"I'd love to, if Pastor Mike doesn't need me all the time."
"I'll talk to Mike. We were in college together. I bet he'd let me use you from time to time." Kevin felt a slight thrill when Buck said "use you."
With Mike's permission, Kevin went off with a group of boys he knew. "Just remember you have to be back in time to do the guys check-in," Mike said as he went off with his group. They spent the next couple of hours checking out places and things they remembered from before. The other guys were all interested in Kevin's helping Pastor Mike out and hearing about his plans for college. Although he wasn't actually a part of the group, Kevin noticed Chris Hornby several times. At one point he introduced him to the boys he was with, but Hornby wandered off by himself after. When Kevin broke off from his group saying he better check in with Pastor Mike, Chris suddenly fell in beside him.
"You gonna do the guys' check-in tonight, Kevin?"
"Yeah."
"See ya then," Chris said as they separated.
Kevin went upstairs to their room. Mike was sitting in one of the chairs reading. He put his book down on the table beside the chair. "You're cutting it a little close. It's ten-forty five. Strip and get over here," Mike said as he pulled his shorts open. "I need to piss before you go for bed-check." Kevin quickly stripped off his clothes and crawled over to take Mike's cock in his mouth. "Ahhh good! I needed that!" When his flow of strong-tasting piss dwindled and stopped, he put his hands on Kevin's head and held him in place. "May as well get a little head! Suck!" Kevin obeyed as he felt the soft cock gradually harden in his mouth and press into his throat. Mike pulled out slightly and said, "I don't want to cum, just suck." After a few minutes, he pushed Kevin's mouth off his cock. "That's enough. I'll have a load for you when you get back. Shirt, shorts and mocassins! No underwear!" Kevin did as he was told and left the room. He made his way to the wing where the boys' rooms were and started knocking on doors. Everyone was present and accounted for. When Kevin got to Chris' room, he knocked on the door and heard, "Yes?"
"Chris it's Kevin." The door opened a little way with Chris standing behind, just his head sticking out. "Just checking like Pastor Mike said."
"You want to come in the make sure I don't have a girl in here," the boy inside asked as he opened the door wider. Kevin could see Chris didn't have a shirt on.
"No no need for that."
"Come on in and do a real bed-check," Chris said still behind the door as he opened it wider. As Kevin stepped into the room, Chris closed the door. He was totally naked with a hardon.
"What the fuck!"
"I was just ready for bed. I sleep naked. You have on way more clothes than you did last night, but I see you're still free-ballin'," he said as he reached to pull off Kevin's shirt and open his shorts. Kevin just stood and let the other boy strip him. "I said you looked like you were looking for sex last night. I know it tonight. This what you want," he said holding out his hard cock. Kevin took a long look at the big piece of teen meat and fell to his knees before the other boy. "Who'd of thought it? Kevin Jones, one of the biggest jocks at the school on his knees getting ready to suck my cock. Why hadn't you come on to me sooner?"
"I just found out what I wanted. I'll be going off to school when we get back, but you won't tell will you? Please, don't tell and I'll suck your cock anytime you want while we're here."
"Every night? My cock needs lots of attention."
"Every day or night, if you promise not to tell any one."
"Look, guy. My lips are sealed. What's between me and you and anybody else is nobody's business but ours."
Kevin took a moment to eyeball the stud standing before him. He'd seen him naked many times in the locker room, but never with a full hardon. His athlete's body was lean and muscular. His big cock was surrounded by a bush of dark hair that ran up to his navel and across and down his jock thighs. He reached out and felt the hard pole with one hand and groped the hairy ball-bag with the other. He could feel the big balls moving around under his caressing fingers.
"You like my junk? You've seen it enough in the locker room. How's it feel? You like how hard it is? It's all for you! I been thinking about you on your knees in front of me every since I seen you looking at my big dick and smelled the piss on your breath at the diner! My cock's been hard waitin' for you to come by! You gonna suck me good? Suck the jizz out of my balls? How many cocks have you sucked? Sucked any of the guys on the team?"
"No. Your's is only the third."
"Fuck! I'm only the third guy you've ever gone down on? Pastor Mike the first? His buddy at the diner the second?" Kevin didn't want to answer those questions, so he just leaned forward and took Chris' drooling cock in his mouth and pressed forward until he had half of it in. "Ohhh Fuck! That's good! You got a good mouth, cocksucker! Suck that cock! Suck it!" the teen athlete moaned as he fucked in and out of Kevin's mouth, his big baseball-player's hands holding tightly onto both sides of the kneeling boy's head.
After a while he pushed Kevin off. "I'm about to cum! Not ready! Suck my balls! Get down there and lick my balls while I cool down!" Kevin bent his head and turned it so he could get the hair-covered sack in his mouth. By stretching wide and sucking, he was able to get both of his teammate's balls in and managed to suck and slobber on them. When Chris pulled his head back up, Kevin took the spit-covered cock back in and pushed down until he felt the head nudge at the back of his throat. He wanted to try and take more, but his knew his master wanted to break him in himself, so he pulled back, licking and sucking on the hard shaft as it withdrew. Sucking and licking on the big head a moment, head he waited for Chris' fucking to recommence. When the boy began fucking in and out, Steve relaxed and opened his throat to the battering ram, but pulled away when it attempted to enter. "Pastor Mike hasn't fucked your throat? I know you want it but I'll hold off, let him be the first to deepthroat you. I'm about to come! You ready to take my load? It's gonna be big! I ain't jacked off since last night! You got me hot, half naked and free ballin' like that, I had to Jerk out a load before I went to sleep. Fuck! Fuck! Here it comes! Drink down all my cum, cocksucker! Drain my balls! Shit yes! Fuck! Fuck! Ahhhhh yessss!"
After Chris blew his load, the two teammates sat on the side of the bed and talked.
"What about your ass. You gonna let me fuck your ass?"
"I've never been fucked."
"What! You mean Pastor Mike hasn't taken your ass?"
"What do you mean...Pastor Mike?"
"Fuck! You think I'm a dumb-ass. The two of you shared a room last night and are sharing a room here. The motel rooms all had single Queen-sized beds and the rooms in this wing of the dorm all have one double bed. You're a cocksucker and you two are sleeping together. He's married. His wife's pregnant. I figured you were taking her place in more ways than one."
"I am sucking his cock..."
"And drinking his piss? Or was it his friend's piss I smelled on your breath after lunch? Did you give that Otto a blowjob? That the reason you didn't get any lunch?"
"Yeah I drank both of their piss and sucked two loads out of Otto. He hadn't had any in two days. Pastor Mike told me to do it."
"So, is it the pastor who showed you that you are a cocksucker? Is he your master? I've gotten the impression he's a pretty top guy."
"Yes and yes. He explained that he is an alpha male and that I am a sub, submissive. That he is my master now, but I will have other masters who will fuck my ass, but he isn't interested in what he calls assplay."
"So he gave you permission for tonight with me."
"Yes, he suggested it."
"Why do you think he trusts me not to tell."
"I don't know, maybe something the minister at your old church told him."
"Yeah...that might be it. Would you like me to fuck your ass?"
"I don't know. Does it hurt?"
"Yeah. Sometimes it hurts a lot. But once a bottom-boy like you gets over the first dose of pain he wants a cock in his ass all the time. Do you think you'd like for me to take your ass cherry?"
"Is that what the first time is called."
"Yeah. I've broken in lots of bottom boys. That's probably what the pastor knows about. But even if you want me to, I won't take yours without his permission. You'll have to ask him. You'd better be getting back to him, but before you go, you wanna drink my piss? I need to go like a house afire," Chris asked as he stood up beside the bed. Kevin got off the bed and dropped to his knees. He bent down and opened his mouth under the other boy's cockhead. As he drank down the hot stream of yellow piss that spurted out of the soft cock, he thought, 'This is where I belong. This is what I was born for!'
When he returned to their room, he found Mike sitting in just his boxers with Buck Davis, the Sports Director, in the other chair. He was dressed in a pair of thin draw-string pants, a loose t-shirt and moccasins without socks. There was a pronounced bulge in the crotch and down one leg that Kevin noticed immediately. "Kevin, you remember Mr. Davis. He came by to ask if it would be okay with me for you to help him out some with the baseball program. Buck and I were just reminiscing about our college days."
"Yeah, we had some great times together back then. Lots of hot memories! I was just asking Mike if I could use you to help me out while you two are here, when he's not using you, of course.
A chill of excitement went up Kevin's spine just like earlier in the dining hall at the words "use" and "using." He walked over to stand beside Mike's chair and looked down at his master's swollen crotch. "I would love to help you out Mr. Davis, if it's okay with Pastor Mike."
Mike reached up and ran his big hand up the back of Kevin's thigh and under his shorts to give his ass a squeeze with his big hand. "It's okay to call me Mike in front of Mr. Davis, and I think he'd just as soon you called him Buck except when you're with other people, isn't that so, buddy?"
"Heck yeah! No need for formality between the three of us," the other man said as he groped the tube that was running down the inside of his thigh and had become noticeably thicker while they talked.
Mike gave Kevin a slight push toward Buck and said, "I think Buck needs to use you now. He says he's been here two weeks without any action. Take you clothes off. A sub should always be naked when he's serving a man. Strip and get down between his legs and help him out."
Kevin quickly stripped out of his clothes and went down on his knees between Mike's sexy friend's legs, pushing them wider as he untied and pulled down the thin pants. Buck raised his ass up so Kevin could pull them off. As had been obvious, Buck was commando under them. His huge cock, bigger even than Mike's, was half hard as it plopped down on the seat of the chair as it hung over his big ball-sack. In moments Kevin had half of the big cock in his mouth and the man, with his head hanging back, was moaning in pleasure.
"Fuck, Mike! You told me this boy is just learning to suck dick! He's got half cock in his mouth and it feels like a vacuum cleaner with a wet tongue around it!"
"I told you he's a born sub. He should have been sucking cock all his life, but he just didn't know it. He was born to serve men."
Kevin took in all he could get into his mouth. He could feel the big mushroom-shaped head pushing at the entrance to his throat, but he just couldn't take it. He had to pull back licking and sucking on the big vein-throbbing invader as he retreated. He locked his lips around the shaft just below the flange of the corunna and ran his tongue over the big glans caressing it as he sucked on the slit, tasting the sweet cock-ooze before he took as much of the thick cock as he could back into his sucking mouth. He quickly developed a rhythm, his mouth going up and down on the top of the big cock, his hand stroking the bottom.
"Oh shit! Oh fuck! I was so ready for this! I can't hold back! I don't want it to be over, but I'm about to shoot! Oh god! I'm cuming! I'm cuummmming! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Buck yelled as he flooded Kevin's mouth, causing him to almost choke before he managed to begin swallowing the hot, clotty ball juice that pumped out of the meatus. When his prostate finally stopped pumping out the big balls' long-stored load, Buck slumped down in his chair. "Ohhhh Shiiit! I needed that!" he groaned as Kevin kept sucking, cleaning off the remains of the cum that had filled his mouth, tasting its remains in the saliva he was swallowing with relish as the big cock slowly softened in his mouth. "Now I need to piss. I need to get out of here and go down the hall."
"No need to rush off, buddy. Kevin can take care of you right here."
"You kidding? I remember you used to like to use your boys as toilets. That still a thing for you?"
"Old habits come back. The kid's a champ. He took my first bladder-full this morning and he's drained me four more times since then. Relax, he'll take care of you."
Buck slowly relaxed and Kevin felt and tasted the pent up hot urine as it flooded into his mouth. Strange,' he thought even as he savored the fluid that he was swallowing as fast as he was filled, this is the fourth man whose urine I've taken in my mouth today and they each taste different. Do all men taste different? Their cum too! It's all good! I love it all! Mike is right!' he thought just as he had when he was draining Chris' bladder, 'I'm born to drink men's piss and swallow their cum! I'm born to serve men, any way they want!' Finally drained, Buck pulled up in the chair and his soft cock slipped out of Kevin's mouth.
"Fuck! The boy's a keeper. I'm gonna enjoy using him these three weeks. The two of us using the same slut. Like old times, eh Mike."
"Fuck yeah! Just like old times, Buck."
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