MY SLAVE BOY AND ME - CHAPTER 3
We continued walking the blocks toward my home. The youth, carrying his child of course had no idea where I lived and simply followed. I held the leash attached to him very loosely. I wondered if he would try to escape but made effort to do so. I glanced back and asked him if he or the child might be thirsty. He responded "Sir, you need to make no provision for us. We are your property and used to going without liquids." I glanced at the child who was obviously warm and tired from standing and being in the hot sun all day without food or water except for the sweat he had licked, the piss drink he had had and the bottle of water I gave them at the marketplace. I decided to stop by the café I had been at in the morning as I was thirsty and a little hungry.
As we approached the café, I turned to go inside. My youth stopped. I think he expected to be left outside secured to a hitching post . I told him he was to come inside with me. He looked a little surprised. He set the child down. I think he was prepared to leave his child at the post and come in merely to follow orders. I told him that he was to bring the child in. As we entered, several others were seated around the café. I noticed several young men harassing the girl waitress. As they ordered, two of them were probing her body with their hands and laughing and having a good time amusing themselves at her expense. One of the boys had his arm around her waist while another was touching her crotch. She seemed troubled and trying to get free. As I was observing, the young man who had waited on me earlier came up. I told him we wanted a table. He looked at me and then at the slave boy and child and said "Sir, I will get you a table but I am not allowed to get a chair for the slave inside the restaurant. You will have to keep him on the floor or outside. I;m sorry sir, but it is the rule here." I was appalled. "I want them with me. The little child needs some food and something to drink." I said.
"Yes, Sir." Was his reply. He took us to a table near the back of the café. He pulled out a chair for me.
"Sir, may I speak?" my youthful slave said.
"Of course you may speak. Please do not ask for permission to speak anymore."
"thank you Sir, I only wanted to say that slaves are often not allowed seats. We will be happy to be on the floor at your feet."
The young, naked waiter, handed me a menu. My slave boy and child dropped to the floor next to me.
The slave boy thanked the waiter and me. I could tell the waiter really didn't want to treat a fellow slave rudely but I could tell as he looked around the room that he wanted to make sure he didn't get into any trouble.
"I am sorry Sir, " The waiter said "but I could get in lots of trouble if I allowed your slave to occupy a chair. I am not supposed to, but can bring them something to eat or drink, though if you insist. My manager will not punish me if you tell him you want the slave fed."
"Yes, of course, I understand and yes I want them both fed." I said reluctantly.
"What would you like, little man?" I asked the child.
His father quickly spoke and again asked for permission to speak and said the child would eat anything I gave him and it was not necessary to fee him. " If you wish, I could pleasure you while you ate."
"Of course not. You will eat as you must be hungry and thirsty. From now on, you will eat when I eat and eat and drink what I eat," I said firmly.
The young slave seemed surprised, thanked me and immediately moved between my legs and kissed my crotch. I was a little startled and said that was not necessary. He looked down, seeming a little dejected that I had not wanted him to kiss my cock in a restaurant, but stopped and looked down to the floor and then at his son.
The little boy asked for a pancake. Knowing the youth would not ask for anything< I asked that they bring him some water, some orange juice and a hamburger and fries. I had an iced tea and a sandwich.
The waiter brought all the items including some mile for the child. My food was placed on the table.
The others food was put on the floor. I was not happy about that but it didn't seem to phase the the youth or his child who ate with relish. I think they were both starving. I had my lunch and watched as the youth helped the child with his food.
The naked waiter came up and asked about the food and again apologized to me for the circumstances. I said I did not blame him. He went about serving other tables as he was very busy. He was groped at other tables as he took orders or served food at some tables. He tried to smile when it happened but I could tell he was not enjoying it. He continued to look at us and caught my eye several times. When we were done, he brought the bill. I appreciated his good service. He was quite good looking and a little more muscular than my slave boy. I asked his name and told me he name was originally Rick but he was rarely called that now. I knew I couldn't tip him, as that was not allowed. I asked if I could do anything for him. He seemed to choke back a tear and said that he appreciated my kindness and obvious kindness I showed my slave. The two looked at one another briefly but quickly turned away. My slave said nothing. As we stood to leave, he was at another table already taking orders. He smiled at me in a kind of knowing way. We left with my slave again carrying the child.
As we walked toward my home, I asked my slave what his name was. I hadn't even bothered to ask before. I was embarrassed at my poor manors. He told me his name with Jacob and the child's name with Joshua. I told him I was glad to know their names. He added that as he was now mine, I could choose to call him any name I chose. The same with the child. He will learn fast whatever you choose to call us he said.
When he arrived at my house, a small house that had a garden, and a small pool, he seemed to look at it admiringly. When we entered, he put the boy down and assumed his position, standing erect with hands behind his head. I told him to relax which he seemed reluctant to do but did comply. I showed him the living area, my office, the second bedroom, the kitchen and the pool and garden area. I also showed him the bathrooms.
He politely asked where his and the child's quarters were. I looked a little startled and told him the child would sleep in the second bedroom and they could both use either bath. Now it was his turn to be startled as it seemed he expected to be told he would sleep in the garage and use a container in the yard for bathroom purposes.
"You are a human being, for crying out loud. You will live like one here as will the child."
I took off my shorts as I was used to being naked in my home. He immediately dropped to the floor in front of me and opened his mouth to receive my cock. Although I really wanted his hot mouth on me, I decided to tell him not now as the child was present.
"I am a nudist", I told him. I enjoy you r pleasuring me as you did before but it is not required I explained that around the house, I would often be naked as he was at all times. I decided it was a good time to explain the requirements of our household.
"Yes, Sir" he said.
First, you will be my servant. If you can cook and clean and help me maintain the gardens and pool, that will be your main duties. You will also agree to let me educate your child. I asked if he finished school but he replied that he hadn't. Although he could read and write and do math, he had avoided school when he was a free boy because of his desire to get away from his abuse father and brothers.
He said he knew he was gay at a younger age but always wanted it to be with a loving person. He didn't want to be abused so he had turned to drugs and subsequently prostitution to pay for his drug habit. I asked if he still used drugs of any kind and he replied that he didn't. When I was high and ended up getting a girl pregnant, I couldn't explain why I had sex with a girl. I guess was drugged or drunk . I don't recall .You can see the result he indicated looking to his young son. The girl decided to have the child but her parents didn't want it nor me he said. I really didn't want to marry the girl either . I did find that I couldn't let my own flesh and blood be given away so I returned to the home with the father hoping it would be better. The father was apparently a drunk. He let them both live there until he realized that having the baby around was inconvenient and another mouth to feed. In the meantime, the girl' parents had me charged with rape . In order for him to avoid prison, the father , therefore, told his son he would be put into volunteer servitude as he couldn't take care of both of them and I didn't want to go to prison for a 40 year sentence. His father told him he wouldn't get him a lawyer to fight the charge even though the girl had drugged him. Having no choice, the youth was put into servitude where he labored for a family until they too, tired of him. He explained that we was required to perform heavy labor and be a sex object for the families teenage children and the man's wife. The wife tired of having to take care of the infant and he was placed in the market for someone else to take. It saddened me to think that this healthy young man had been a sex object and worker since he was only 10. Now at 19, he was again sold off. The young boy's story was horrible but being a minor at the time, he had no voice or choices in the matter.
The volunteer servitude program was supposed to be a private welfare program to take care of needy. As it was monitored so carelessly and full of corruption, it quickly turned into a slave program just like in history. No one seemed to care. Conservative politians controlled everything. They basically destroyed welfare and any kind of public assistance. Even churches and social agencies had to give up as they had little funding. The citizens even many who would be kind and generous in better times, found it hard to make ends meet. The economy had not improved since 2015, twenty years ago.
Volunteer servitude was supposed to be for a limited time. Once able to pay their way, those in the program were supposed to be free. In reality, they never got free. Those who kept them were allowed to assess fees for their keep and food. Food was supposed to be normal food but was often old, or cheap meal or worse. Some were heard to have been fed dog food. The whole system was corrupt and I hated it but really had nothing other than my vote which was usually in the minority. The fact that slave or volunteer servers were usually not clothed was a surprise. I kind of liked it as a nudist but was surprised that the public and government allowed it as conservative as we had become. It became allowed and common simply because slave owners didn't want to spend money for them and enjoyed being able to degrade them as lesser people. Even the religious groups who pushed so called conservative values didn't raise much of a fuss. It was just hard to believe we had come to this in only about a twenty year span.
Jacob and Joshua looked about the house in almost a state on wonder. It wasn't particularly large or extreme. It was actually quite simple but comfortable almost cottage like. The child found some stones I had and wanted to play with them. Jacob looked worried as Joshua picked them up as a small curious child would. He went right to him but I told him no. It was harmless and completely ok for him to play with those. I decided right then that the child needed toys to amuse himself.
Jacob kept wanting to return to the "present" position. I'm sure it was force of habit and something he was made to do. The "present" position is for the slave to stand as erect as possible, legs spread and hands cupped behind the head. It was a great view I must admit but designed so the master could see the person totally exposed and so the slave could be punished on any part of the body and humiliated.. Several times I had to tell him that was not required. If I approached him, he wanted to take that position or drop to his knees with his mouth ready to please me. I must have been humiliating to do that in front of his own son. The little boy was too young to get it exactly although he tried to follow his father's lead. It almost made me laugh but I knew it was sincere and honest. Joshua seemed to be tired. Jacob was going to put him on the floor in a corner for a nap but I insisted that he be placed in a bed. Jacob carried the almost asleep boy and laid him on the bed. I could tell by his look at the child of his love and concern for the little boy but with no money, had to do whatever he did to survive.
Once the boy was asleep, I came up to Jacob and put my arm around him. At first I think he thought I might strike him as he immediately looked down and bowed his head. I brought him up to me and put my arms around him and held him for a minute and kissed him. He seemed to relax a bit and kissed me back. I took his cock and balls in my hands and stroked them gently. He relaxed still more and let out a soft moan almost forgetting himself. He looked to me and said "Master, please do anything you wish with me. I am so grateful for all you have done already."
I took him by the hand and led him to the living room where I pulled him down on the couch next to me and held him again. I saw his cock become aroused as I stoked his body and head. He knew I saw his enlarging cock and although he couldn't hide it from me he said, " Sir, I only become aroused like this when I experience real pleasure. When I was a whore or in bondage, I rarely got this way unless forced. May I pleasure you. I really want to kiss your whole body and have you rape me."
"There won't be any raping but I sure do enjoy your body and touch. Maybe we should have nap of our own," I laughed. He smiled as I led him to my bedroom where we made passionate love. I think he would have allowed me to do anything to him but it was soft and gentle. He finally seemed to relax! I was amazed how smooth and soft his body was to the touch. His penis, even when not erect was a sight to behold. It was thick and long with a beautiful large head. While he slept, I explored his body fully and took his large cock in my mouth. I licked his large, lemon sized balls. Although he was almost asleep, he adjusted his body to allow me to touch any part I wanted. I wanted to lick and caress every part of him. He had been in the hot sun most of the day and had perspired a lot but yet the smell of him was that more of a young boy and not offensive at all. He protested a little when I wanted to lick his hole. I knew he was a little uncomfortable as he had not had a chance to shower first, but I put my hand to his mouth and told him to lie still and rest. I decided that as he was now mine, I would shave the hair off his balls and leave just a little around his anus as it was beautiful. I also decided to shave most the crotch hair so just a little V shape of very short hair would be left. His body was quite smooth already so I knew that I would have to do little. He had little hair on his arms and just enough on his legs to show his maturity. I decided to keep his armpit hair and maybe just trim it a bit, but I liked the nice bush of hair that was there.
When he awoke suddenly with a bit of a start, he seemed embarrassed that he had fallen asleep. He wanted to get up and immediately service my cock which he licked with hunger until I shot a big load all over both of us. I told him about my shaving plans and seemed to like it.
"Sir, you may do anything you please to my body. It is yours now. One of my owners wanted to pierce my cock so please do that to me as I deserve to not be able to use it for pleasure anymore." He said. "I am yours now and want to be used in anyway you wish. I am so grateful that you saved me and my son.' I assured him that I wanted him to have pleasure too. Secretly I wanted his fat long cock in my ass but decided that that would happen later.
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