CHAPTER EIGHT
Donovan Lamb's a sweet boy and I'm already rather smitten with him. Last time I was pleased to find out that the boi responds to affection as well as he responds to punishment. A perfect combination and just how I'd like things with him. My motto these days, at least with him, is "baby steps."
I suck his neck but do not mark him. I want him to be disappointed when he looks in the mirror and sees no trace of what I did to him. Actually, I thing that if I wanted to mark his entire neck with hickeys he'd let me, but I'm not that reckless. He'd have a terrible time concealing what I did to him the next day at work.
I test him in other ways. I put my hand to his neck and apply pressure just to see how he'll respond. He surrenders. Good! Just like a good lamb. I named this boy correctly. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he knows what I'm going. "That's right, faggot. I even control how much you get to breathe." I tighten my hand just to get the point across. Count of 5. That's all. I repeat for 7. He looks into my eyes like he needs to in order to stay alive!
I keep making out with him. I love it. I can tell he is falling for me, although I can't be sure exactly what it is he's falling for? Me? The bdsm? The humiliation? It's probably all a bit of each, but I decide we're going to start having some serious conversations about all this.
We keep making out, nice and wet, and Donovan actually starts sucking my mouth. Wow! "Good boy, practicing how to suck," I whisper. I put my lips back to his and let my juices flow. He sucks all of it and swallows. His breathing get heavier. Ah! He really likes this. I slap him affectionately. "such a good boy," I said, and kept kissing him while I took a nipple in my fingers to give him a rewarding pinch that made him wince a bit. "Mine?" I asked him. He nodded and leaned down to kiss my hand. "Yours," he sighed. Ah! He's been reading about how to behave with a Dom. Good.
"Good boy, such a good boy." I take my fingers from his nipple and put them to his mouth. I toy with his lips, I start to finger-fuck his sweet mouth--just one finger at first. I kiss him again. Right away he sucks, so I gave him something to swallow before getting to work on his mouth again with two fingers, then three, and then I explore his mouth and throat more aggressively, claiming it for myself. "I love doing this to you, Lamb, exploring these lips," I tell him, "thinking of how much pleasure they can give to the head of my dick."
His sighs were sweet music, quite different from the noises he made when I was thrashing him. We're well on our way, me and Donovan Lamb. I'm looking forward to when I wrap a collar around his luscious neck. It may happen sooner than I had planned. Nonetheless, it's worth taking my time with this boy.
He was so turned on by what I was doing to him that his cute dick was hard and dripping. When I touched his dick, he gasped. I wiped his pre-cum from his tip and put my fingers to his mouth. "Clean them off. I don't want you dripping on my sheets." He licked my fingers tentatively. "Have you ever eaten your own cum?" I asked him.
"No, Sir."
"But you swallow cum when you suck guys off, right?"
"Yes, Sir, I do when they want me to."
"So then why be squeamish about your own? I reached down and wiped his dick off again. "Here. Take this. Do it eagerly this time, boy. Don't hesitate or you'll be punished." With that I actually shoved my wet fingers into his mouth. "Suck." He does a better job this time.
"that's better, boy. From now on, eat your own. Be grateful that you're still allowed to cum." Will he push back on this? It's the first hint I'm giving him that even his private sexual behavior will be under my control—in fact, based on what I just told him, it already IS under my control.
"Yes, Sir."
"Mine? Think carefully before you answer me, Lamb." How could a lamb refuse a man anything? I'm trusting that the name I've given him will help him become more docile and unresisting.
"I . . I. . .it is yours, Sir," he answers and immediately bites his lip. I'm moved by his willingness to struggle.
"Are you sure, boy? If it is mine, then I'm the one to decide how it's handled. If it's mine, it will always be subject to my control and my restrictions. If it is mine, then it would be disobedient and selfish of you to ever touch it without my permission. From now on you will beg me for permission to jerk off. And when you do it you will start to feel ashamed of being so selfish. You should get all your pleasure from my orgasms. You know, Donovan, when a sub jerks off without permission it's a sign that it's not yet given its dick to the Master, but is still hanging on the way a thirteen-year-old would. Selfish. Immature. Impulsive. All of that.
"I want it to be yours, Sir."
"That's a good first step, boy. I'm proud of you." I accompany that with affectionate touches. It's helpful to give the boy a break from the intensity of this situation for a moment.
"So if you want it to be mine, boy, there's a very easy way to make that happen."
"What is that, Sir?"
"Never touch it because it no longer belongs to you." Could I be any more blunt?
Silence
Silence
"Understand, Sir. Thank you for teaching me."
"So anyway, Lamb, those three orgasms I'm allowing you to suck from strangers' dicks should feed all your desires for a personal one. Let the orgasms you drink from a man's dick satisfy your needs and prevent you from being selfish. And I suspect you're learning about how you've been selfish with every person you've ever had sex with."
"Yes, Sir. ...I . . . . . am. . . . learning . . . . just never thought of it that way."
"Of course you haven't. It's counter-intuitive. A boy has to be taught, Lamb. Only real subs are ever trained to think this way."
". . . might I say, um. . . `have to be broken to it.' Sir."
"That's a good way of putting it. Do you feel that's what I'm doing with you, Lamb? Breaking you in?"
"You've broken me in many ways already, Sir. Being naked, being on my knees. Being ordered to go suck cock rather than doing it because I'm in the mood for it. Now it doesn't matter if I'm in the mood or not."
"To a point, Lamb. After all, my order was to go suck three cocks. I didn't specify the timing. So sure, you can decide when to take up duty behind that glory hole, so obviously you'll be in the mood for it."
"you are so brilliant, Sir. thank you for helping me understand."
Gee, he's such a sweet boy the way he keeps praising me. That's more than I usually get from subs. Julian and Murph never say things like that to me. "You're welcome, boy. Thank you for being smart enough to understand what I'm telling you. It's good for me as well. You help refine my thinking because if I say anything that you don't understand, you always question me. The teacher is always learning, boy. Just like the slave."
Oops! I said" slave." Oh, well, it won't hurt for me to sneak that word in every now and then.
"And I'm here to learn more about being a sub, Sir."
"So then learn what a sub like you is good for; get down on my cock, faggot!"
Three times I take the back of his head and push him down on me for a while. All way down then all the way back up for me to spit in his mouth so he can wash down my pre-cum. After he swallows, I push the slave back down. The last time I hold him there I can tell he's struggling to surrender. "Yes, Lamb, yes. Force yourself to take it."
I had something I wanted to say to him but I knew he couldn't concentrate because he was choking on my cock. "Okay, enough. Come back up and kiss me, cocksucker." I let go of his head so he can spring away from my cock and catch his breath. He returns his mouth to my own. What a nice, polite boy. I still have his dick in my hand without giving him any pleasure because I'm only holding it at the base. Only once did he try to jerk himself off through my fingers. I immediately warn him: "if you ever do that again, you'll be whipped. I don't care how much of a beginner are you. The person who whips you won't care."
He didn't move once after that. "You're a good Lamb, Donovan."
"When I'm alone, Sir, am I allowed..." I cut him off. "For now, I'm allowing you complete freedom when you're not with me."
"thank you, Sir," he says, obviously lightening up once I said that.
"For now, Lamb, only for now. I don't care if you end up jerking off like a teenager who can't control himself. I'm sure you were like that when you were in high school, weren't you, boy?"
He chuckles. "Right, Sir. Exactly like that."
"When did it slow down, boy? Your obsessive beating off?"
"during college, Sir. WE had a couple guys in our hall who were strict Catholics—it was a Catholic college, after all, so anyway, they were always trying to convince us to stop "because it was a mortal sin," they'd tell us. It did get some of us to slow down, though, and also we stopped talking about it or joking around about it, or bragging about how many times we did it."
Now I'm chuckling. "Wow. What do you think they'd say about you now, if they knew what you're doing, being a good sub?"
"They'd say I'm damned, probably. But I'm not. I feel like I'm coming alive, Sir, honestly. This means so much to me, Sir, even if I'm a baby about it at times."
"Do you remember, Lamb when I told you I knew I wasn't overestimating you?"
"Yes, Sir, I do."
"I was right. But enough now. It's time for you to get dressed and go home. It's late."
"Yes, Sir," he says, and gets off the bed, cock still pretty hard, and gets dressed. "Good night, Sir. Thank you."
"You too, Lamb. You're doing just fine."
He lets himself out quietly.
Wow. He's acutely self-aware. This is awesome! Usually subs have to be trained to get their minds off their own dicks. Usually it's a slow and gradual process. It's not unusual that a raw sub would have to be broken like a wild stallion when it comes to its constant expectation to be allowed to pleasure his own dick after he's served the Dom, but Lamb showed no disappointment or resentment that I was sending him off without allowing him to cum. I decide we have to talk about what's been going on. It do him a lot of good and give him that last bit of encouragement he needs to keep going.
Three days later I get an email from Donovan.
"Assignment completed, Sir. I went the night after I was with you. Only had to wait about 5 minutes before some guy came in, dropped his pants and just stood there jerking off until he got hard. I could see it through the hole, enough to know what was going on. Then he shoved himself through. About 5 inches not thick small head. He grunted a couple times but I think he was forcing himself to be quiet. After all, if he enjoys this too much it might mean he's queer. (Hahaha. Just thought I'd throw that in.) Didn't take him long to cum and he didn't cum much so he must beat off a lot. Tasted bland. As soon as he was done he pulled back even though he was still dripping. He took off right away. I waited a good long time, just scrolling on my phone. When I left no one was around.
"I waited later the next night and it was weird. Some guys were just standing around pretending to be looking the stacks. Only obscure periodicals are down here so it's not convincing. I almost didn't want to go in because they all see me, but what the hell? I'm not a student there any more. I'm not going to run into them on campus during the day.
"So anyway, I go inside. No one else was there—I thought maybe someone else was here sucking dick, but no. So I get in place, even with my pants down. Just a couple minutes later someone comes in. Heavy smoker so even his dick will probably be smelly. He doesn't even wait to get hard. Shoves a good four soft inches through and I start licking him all over getting used to the smoke smell even on his cock. He gets hard in my mouth actually, which is a big turn-on as I found out. This guy really wanted to fuck my face, I could tell, so I just put my mouth wide open over the hole and let him do his thing. I tightened up enough to give him the friction he needed. He came quick and he came in quarts! Couldn't believe it. Had to swallow more than once. Then as he was getting himself together he actually spoke to me. `I'm in 320 Collins. Stop by sometime. We always have weed. Hang out. Blow me and my roommate.' "I'll call. My name is Chuck. Rhymes with Suck."
He laughs. `Call soon.' And with that he left."
-----immediately I think it might be hot to actually send Lamb to them some night? I'll put that on my to-do list. ----
the email continues,
"Number three was about five minutes after him. I swear there must be guys lining up outside. I wish I could slip out a back door or something. So anyway, number three was awesome. Had recently showered and smelled real nice. Good-sized dick really nice head. a lot of pre-cum as soon as he came through so I got that right away and he groaned like crazy, not afraid to hide it. I closed my eyes and imagined it was my old friend Steve's dick from back in high school and I made love to his dick the way I know you like me to make love to yours."
---I'm gonna pick up on that, too. I want him to make love to every dick he ever serves because he's such a dick-hungry slut.----
"So it was a good time and like I said, he was very vocal. He loved to keep saying `suck it' suck it' among other things. He stayed pretty still so I could really take good care of him. I kept thinking that you'd be proud of me if you could see me servicing this college boy. He warned me when he was gonna cum—but I knew already of course—and came a moderate amount that was more salty than the others. So this dude even said "thanks a lot." after he was done with me. I took a chance and replied. "Hey, if there's anyone else out there waiting, tell them I'm done for the night." "Sure thing, bud," he answered. Then he was gone. I waited a good ten minutes before leaving. No one else was around, thank God."
"So that's all of it, Sir. I'm hoping you'd like to see me sometime soon, Sir."
submissively,
Donovan Lamb
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