Authoritarian, oral, anal, M/M
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Matthew is a Sub
By
Wolf
I must admit that as a 15-year-old I was still a virgin as far as sex with the opposite sex, I did have a younger brother that was five-years-younger than me. We started playing with each other. We basically would suck each other's penis a little, and it usually ended with me in the bathroom milking my dick until I squirted my cum into the toilet. It wasn't worth discussing. So that brings me to today, and a possible proposition so to speak.
After I graduated from high school I wanted to get away from home and be on my own. I worked around town making a few bucks, planning to leave home as soon as possible. Just before I turned nineteen, I was working for the city, cleaning the rest stop just off the turnpike that bypassed our town.
The brick building has men's and women's rooms at each end of the building. I had the key to the supply cabinet located in the back. The concrete floors were always cold and damp. The rooms always smelled of urine and the sweet lavender urinal cakes and sometimes fecal material where someone shit on the floor before making it to one of the steel toilets. Occasionally someone vomits in the rest rooms and I had to clean the mess. One day I was working in the men's room when a single man entered. He was in a hurry to make it to a stall to take a dump. When he came out of the stall and proceeded to wash his hands, he struck up a conversation with me.
He wanted to know what the town was like. All I could say about the place was that it was where all thoughts went to die. When he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, he started rubbing my chest with the other hand. I didn't know what I should do. I just stood there while he unfastened my pants and pulled out my dick. He knelt on the wet concrete and proceeded to suck my cock until I came in his mouth. Then he stood up and pulled his on cock out of his pants and placed my hand on the warm flesh of his cock.
I slowly started masturbating with him. After a couple minutes he placed his hand on the back of my neck and pulled my head down to his cock and rubbed the knob against my lips until I opened my mouth and he fucked my face until he came in my mouth. When he was through, he zipped up his pants and left the building. I knew he was gone when I heard the sound of a car's motor pulling away. That was my first encounter with a man.
When I turned nineteen, I packed a few things and what money I had saved up. I caught a bus out of our one-horse town and sought my fortune in New Jersey. When I arrived, I realized I was not prepared for any occupation. I looked through the local newspapers in the help wanted sections for a job that I might be suited for. I was getting desperate. Every ad I answered I was dismissed because I was too young, not experienced enough, or not educated enough.
I finally saw an ad for a man looking for domestic help that was sub. I didn't understand what a sub was, but I called the number and made a date for an interview. When I arrived at the high-rise apartment building, I was impressed. I called up and was allowed to take the elevator up to the 15th floor. When I stepped off the elevator there were only two doors. 23 A was the door I was to knock on. The man that answered the door was impressive.
He looked to be about 6'2," 200 bounds, nicely built, graying hair, blue eyes, and wearing a tailored shirt, gray slacks and his shoes were made from ostrich leather. He smiled at me and invited me in. He said: "Hello young men! My name is William Hitchcock. You must be Matthew?"
"Yes Sir"
"You are younger than I expected, do you think you can handle being a domestic and service me?"
I said: "I'm sure that I can learn what I need to know."
He smiled: "I do like your looks, my boy, but have you ever had a relationship with another man?"
I didn't understand what he was asking, I said: "I just graduated from high school last year and decided to get away from my small town to make my own way."
He chuckled, I'm sure you are capable of domestic duties, but I would like you to submit to a physical examination to determine if you are suitable to satisfy the duties of my personal assistant.
I thought it was strange that he wanted me to submit to a physical examination, but agreed anyway. I proceeded to remove his shirt. Mr. Hitchcock put on latex surgical gloves. My skin trembled as his hands ran all over my body. While he was stimulating the nipples on my chest he asked: "Have you ever had sex with an adult male?"
I began to understand what he wanted from me. I could have ended the interview and left at that point, but I agreed to see it through. I said: "One time while I was working for the city cleaning the rest stop close to the turnpike near our town. When I was the only person in the restroom a single man entered, and after he used the toilet, he sucked my cock and I sucked him before he drove away. I left town shortly after that to come here to find a job."
Mr. Hitchcock told me that he wanted me to put his shirt back on and accompany him down to the third-floor medical office of his doctor for a complete physical examination.
I put my shirt back on and he escorted me down the elevator to the third floor. We walked down a hand with several doors until we came to an office with a plaque proclaiming Dr. John Haris MD. Physical Medicine. We entered the office and Mr. Hitchcock told the receptionist that he would like to have a word with John.
She smiled sweetly and told him: "Have a seat and she will tell the doctor that we are here. I'm sure he will see you right away."
We took a couple of seats in the reception room and only had a few words before the receptionist returned and assured us that the Doctor would see us in his office. She led us to the door to his office and told us to have a seat,
The office was filled with expensive furniture. It was only a couple of minutes before the door opened and a nice-looking middle-aged man entered wearing a light- blue smock with a stethoscope wrapped around his neck. He shook Mr. Hitchcock's hand and glanced at me. Mr. Hitchcock explained that he was thinking of employing Matthew here as my new Valette and wanted to have him given a physical first. The doctor said we can conduct that right here. He told me to take off your clothes, son. I took off my shoes and socks before dropping my pants and stepped out of them before removing my shirt. Then, I pulled my jockey shorts down and stepped out of them. He retrieved a urine cup and told me to pee in it. As soon as I peed a little into the cup and closed the cap. He used the intercom to tell his nurse to put a such on a specimen and handed it to her through the door when she tapped on the door.
He listened to my heart and lungs, checked my reflexes before he put on the disposable gloves and stuck a finger up under the right side of my cock and told me to cough. Then I repeated the procedure on the left side of my cock. He even felt my cock. Both men couldn't help noticing that I sprang a rigid boner. He told me to lean face down over the blue disposable paper sheet with an absorbent pad attached to the top of the plastic on his desk and he stuck a finger deep into my rectum and pressed his fist hard against my butt while he stroked my prostate until I ejaculated onto the pad. He told Mr. Hitchcock: "This young man appears to be in very good shape. I will call you in a few minutes and let you know about the lab test.
We thanked the Doctor while I got dressed and we headed back to his apartment flat. He offered me a drink and made me a scotch and soda over rocks, while he showed me his home and my own room. We eventually returned to the grand room and we sat on a plush couch while I was drinking my second mixed drink. I was about why I had to take a physical before he would hire me, when the phone rang. He answered the phone and thanked the doctor.
He returned to the couch and as he sat down, he said: "You are in perfect health. There is only one more test! Having said that, he took me into his arms and kissed me on the mouth with tongue. It was strange to be kissing a man and even with a close shave I could still feel stubble. I felt him take charge of the action. He began removing my shirt and undershirt. When I was naked to the waist, he ran his hand all over my chest and belly. He leaned over and started sucking my nipples. He licked the flesh of my pecs like they were little tits. He eventually unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. He pulled the pants down and pulled the elastic of my jockey shorts down and under my scrotum to expose my cock and my scrotum. He bent over my lap and took my cock into his mouth and gently cupped my scrotum while he sucked my cock.
I just leaned back against the back of the couch and enjoyed my second blowjob. He was a skilled cock sucker and had me pumping my-cum into his mouth in just a few minutes. When I was finished and he licked and sucked my cock clean he lifted his head and kissed me again. He let me rest a few minutes before he set about removing my shoes and sock before he pulled my pants free of my feet and did the same with my underwear. He proceeded to feel my legs and the muscles in my legs rippled at his touch. He slid to the floor and began licking, kissing, and nibbling on the soft inner thighs on his way back up to my crotch. He licked my scrotum and sucked each testical into his mouth in turn. I was so excited I couldn't keep my ass still. He took hold of my cock and started masturbating me a little before I took it back into his mouth and sucked me off again. By the time I had my third orgasm that evening my scrotum was swelling and aching. He understood my condition and stood up in front of me.
He removed those expensive Ostrich shoes and his socks before he opened his pants and stepped out of them. He folded them carefully and placed them on a glass cocktail table. I was fascinated by his light blue nylon underwear, they fit him like a glove and I could see the shape of his cut-cock and balls through the transparent material to make out that his cock was resting on the left side on a mat of dark pubic hair. Then he pulled the underwear down and free of his feet. They were wadded up in a ball no bigger than the size of a golf ball. I was impressed with his manhood. His cock was already fully erect and pointing up at the ceiling. It was at least seven-inches long and thick. The mushroom head was impressive as well. The shaft was surrounded with a thick mat of dark pubic hair. His scrotum hung low between his legs and the testis swung with every movement. As he unbuttoned the tailored dress shirt and removed his undershirt, I saw that he has a very hairy body. I thought he was a handsome looking man. I was about to kneel before him and suck his cock, but he pulled me to my feet and had me prostrate myself over that glass cocktail.
He spread the cheeks of my butt and spit on my asshole. Then he guided his cuck to my asshole and clung to my hips as he drove his cock into my ass. It hurt like hell and it brought tears to my eyes and I gowned with every thrust. He reached up and took hold of my shoulder to get a better grip while he fucked me. He was using a commanding voice while he told me: "Call me master from now on. Beg me to breed you like the Bitch you will become. I submitted to his every command.
When he was finished cumming in my ass he pulled out and came around the table and demanded that I clean his cock. I tasted my own ass all over his cock while I cleaned it. I also felt liquid dripping from my asshole. I feared that it was my own blood. When I reached back, I felt my swollen flesh and my gaping asshole. When I checked my fingers, I saw that the liquid was his cum.
I could hardly walk as he showed me my wardrobe. Half of it was nice clothes consisting of suits and shoes and casual sports clothes. The other half was full of sexy women's clothes and lingerie. He told me that there would be times he wanted me to do my household duties as a girl.
That first night I slept in bed with him and he fucked me again. In the morning when he told me to get up and clean myself and put on the maids' apron before cooking breakfast. I shit, showered, and shaved before going to my closet and found a black apron with white lace. When I put it on, the front barely covered my scrotum and the bib didn't cover my nipples.
I went to the kitchen and started the coffee before preparing Eggs Benedict and retrieved a chilled bottle of Champagne. When Mr. Hitchcock joined me, he was only wearing white nylon underwear. He came up behind me and kissed the back of my neck and shoved Hiscock into my asshole and fucked me before sitting down to breakfast. I sat to his right and felt cum leaking onto the chair.
That was the beginning of my new occupation.
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