Chapter 31 of Tim and Michel
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"You're his slave, Tim?" he asked, not sure any more.
"Yes, sir ... and lover," I answered him after a nod from Michel.
"Wow! No wonder you said nothing was allowed to get out. I knew, or at least suspected, that Brian was the more submissive one in your relationship, uncle, but not that there was more."
"Well, now you know. But don't misuse that information and don't mistake gay love for a master/slave relationship. We love each other dearly and makes our relationship special," Seph answered.
"You go and serve the first course."
It took us a while before we had everyone served their first course. I was happy I could sit for a while to eat. But I hurried up when Brian stood up when he was finished. I was just a bit more then half way through the course. I took a few more bites so it was almost all finished and then stood up and, like Brian, I waited.
"Brian, as you're finished, why you don't tell us what you did to deserve the punishment you got."
I saw Brian looking at Seph, almost pleading with him not to go there. I saw that Seph had a harsh look on his face. He wanted Brian to admit to and explain his mistake again.
Brian did and we were all happy when his story was over. I knew it was humiliating for Brian to have to tell but I'm not sure it was entertainment for any of us.
"Thank you, Brian. I'm sorry, my guests, that you had to hear that ... but Brian needed to tell what had happened in all its embarrassing detail. I know his tale wasn't as entertaining as you might have wanted ... but more of that later. Now, go and get the second course, guys."
We walked off to pick up the second course.
Again, Brian finished eating first and I knew I'd better pick up the pace so, once again, I didn't finish and stood up. "Go on ... finish your food first, Tim," Seph said. "Brian is used to eating quickly but you should enjoy your meal. I'm sure that Shawn wouldn't mind waiting a moment to tell us one of his stories, would you, Shawn?"
I saw that Shawn was a bit taken aback by that, as I think he believed that he wouldn't be asked to speak as he wasn't serving tonight.
So Shawn told us how Jeff, his master, had used small electrical shocks on him for the first time. I must say that I was surprised by that. I looked at Jeff and saw him smile at me. Later that evening, Shawn would tell me that although it had been a painful experience for him, he'd really enjoyed it. It seemed very strange to me ... but then, if the master wanted to hurt his slave, who was the salve to protest ... especially if he enjoyed the pain?
I didn't have a lot of time to think about it as we had to get the next course. It was a small appetizer before the main course so I finished it quickly.
"Why don't you tell us a story, Tim?"
"Two weeks ago, I was ..." I started
"Wait, Tim. I think there are more interesting stories than that, don't you think?" Michel interrupted me.
I looked at him. "Quite a few people at this table know that story. Why don't you tell them about something more recent ... like what happened yesterday morning, for example."
I took a deep breath and looked around the group. Then I started to tell, in as much detail as I could, what had happened during homeroom. I left a few things out as I didn't want Stephan to learn about Paul's reaction, for example, but all in all it was embarrassing enough. By the end, my dick stood very hard and very tight in my jockstrap.
"You really took advantage of the new rules, didn't you, Michel?" Seph asked.
"Yea. I thought I'd better as this was too good an opportunity to pass up."
They were all laughing now. "So, you heard about that already, Stephan?" one of the lesbians asked.
"Oh, yes. I can assure you that there's been quite a few rumours going around. Tim and his underwear have been the topic of lots of discussions," he said with a smile.
"Good. I'm sure that that was the result that Michel wanted. Thank you for a great story, Tim. Anyone have any questions for Tim?" Seph asked.
"Just a comment," Karl said. "It was a horny story for sure, and I just want to thank Tim for it and also for the view he's giving at the moment."
I didn't want to look down to see what he was talking about.
Not a lot happened during the next course. We got our next dishes and then, when we were both standing, Seph addressed Stephan. "I'm sure that you haven't had any experiences like these other boys and I'm not sure if you ever will. That is all up to you. But I'm sure as a healthy young man you've had your fantasies ... so maybe you could tell us the one fantasy that you jack off most often to."
I saw Stephan blush.
|"Come on, Stephan. Don't be shy. You're among friends here ... so give us some idea of what you fantasize about when you get off."
"OK."
"Hmm ... why don't you stand up?" Seph suggested. Stephan stood up, showing us a rather nice bulge in his trousers already.
"I have one fantasy that keeps coming back. It's after gym and we've just showered and are in our underwear. The two who are there then come over to me and start to kiss me. Then slowly they drop lower and lower till one starts to take off my boxers. The other one starts to lick my buttocks and the other one starts to suck me ... till I ... well, you know ... shoot my load."
We could all see his dick harden and twitch as he told his story. "A short story, for sure, Stephan ... but I could see by your reaction how much it excited you. Thank you for sharing."
"Hmm ... I have one question, though," Brian said.
"OK ... go ahead. You're allowed a question, Brian," Seph said.
"Who were the guys in your fantasy?"
Stephan blushed now. "You know ... that one guy on the football team ... Paul is his name. I think he's in your homeroom, Tim."
"Yea, I know him."
:"Well ... one of the guys is him and the other is a friend that I know from the neighborhood."
"Thank you, Stephan. Time for the last course, I imagine. Brian ... Tim?"
We got the last plates and then went back to the dining room and started eating the dessert. I suspected that the effeminate slave would now be told to tell story. He hadn't said a lot all evening.
When we finished dessert, we both stood again. Karl said, "Stephan ... may I request another story from Tim? I'm sure there's a lot more to learn about him and the things he seems to like doing."
I felt myself blush.
"If you want , I don't mind. Do you have something else interesting to tell, Tim?" Seph asked, looking at Michel at the same time.
"Well ... I'll tell you about my trip to the swimming pool last week," I said.
"Oh, don't you think you have something more recent?" Michel said, with a lot of emphasis on the last words.
I looked at him, then at the other side of the table, to Stephan. I saw him looking at both of us in surprise.
"You want me to, Michel?"
"Yes. You were too emotional when you told it to me this afternoon but I think the others deserve to hear what an amazing slave you are as I couldn't have done what you did so easily."
I blushed but was also proud of what he'd just said. I took a deep breath and start telling what happened. I didn't mentioned Stephan's name ... that wasn't up to me to tell. I saw, though, that it was very, very quiet. Everyone was listening intently and I saw some hands moving under the table as well. When I got to the point that I had gotten out in the too small white one, Shawn let out a cry and then sat still in silence.
"We'll deal with that in a minute," Jeff said. "Go on, Tim." I saw that Shawn was blushing but went on with the story again. My dick was hard, very hard, as it had been some time since I'd come. "When I got to the point where I told them about stepping out of the shorts, I felt like I was about to come. I'd been moving up and down a bit, trying to rub my dick against my jockstrap which felt very erotic.
"You'd better stand still and not come, Tim ... not yet, at least. Go on now."
I finished telling them about the Speedos. When I was finished, my dick was very hard, throbbing in my jockstrap, trying to push the band away.
"Wow," several of them said.
"I'm happy nothing like that happened. I would have been so embarrassed," Brian said.
"Oh ... but Tim was ... though after the third time, it was almost as if he didn't mind any more," Stephan said.
"How would you know?" Karl asked.
"I was the sales assistant with the commission, thank you for that, Tim. Although I would rather have had a week being grounded than have to endure something like that."
"Oh, OK ... now that explains a lot," Seph said.
"You were right, Karl. Tim had some more stuff on his sleeves. He's been an active slave boy lately. You can be proud of him, Michel. He does you proud even when he's with his mother."
I blushed even more.
We had something to drink and then went into the living room again for some coffee. Brian and I stayed in our underwear, me in my jockstrap and Brian in the light yellow briefs he was wearing.
I was standing with Michel and Seph's two lesbian friends. They were very smart and easy to talk to. They'd been together for 16 years now after getting to know each other in high school, just as Michel and me did. It seems they had a shop together and one of them was also a doctor. If we needed any help on that front without being embarrassed, we were welcome, they said. They also asked us if we ever went to any gay-lesbian-straight alliance groups or anything like that. So we got some useful information, not only about local groups but places to go to in neighborhood towns as well. Anything to help, Barbara said when she noticed that Seph was close by.
"Are you two mothering them again?" he said with a smile.
"You know us ... mothers to all younger gay teens that need help."
"Did they tell you they have three adopted gay sons of their own?"
"No," we said, surprised.
"Well, they do. They're very grateful for what they have. Though it's been some time since you've had some in the house, isn't it?"
"Yea, not for three years now ... but the others come by from time to time." When they saw us looking curiously, they continued: "They live on their own now ... they stayed between three and seven years with us. When their problems were sorted, we urged them to go and live on their own if they can."
"OK... so this is it for tonight, then, Seph?" one of them asked.
"Yea ... sorry, no late night this time."
"You have plans, I guess."
"Sort of ... but I've got a question from Stephan for Michel. And if Michel accepts, you can stay if you want to."
"What does Stephan want, Seph?"
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