My Stepdad Knows Best -- Chapter 14 By Bustermuscle- bustermuscle69@yahoo.com
This story contains man/man sex with humiliation, group sex, reluctance, non-reciprocation, domination, spanking, submission, cum denial, chastity
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AUTHORS NOTE:
This chapter will be written back to Mikey's perspective.
Now that Mikey has had his first therapy session, he better understands his place in life. He considers himself to be straight, and is still with his girlfriend, Stephanie, but he is not allowed to have sex with her at all. Unknown to Mikey, Kyle his stepdad, is training him, through drugs and mental coercion, to never use his cock like a real man again. Kyle will fuck Mikey's girlfriend and his mother while teaching him to become a submissive sexual slave to men.
Mikey has been brainwashed to follow Kyle's guidance without question, no matter how perverted and depraved it may seem. Some of Kyle's instructions confuse poor Mikey but, though his therapy, he is trained to clear his mind and let Kyle make his decisions for him. This only takes Mikey deeper and deeper into the dark place of DOM/sub sexual depravity.
CHAPTER 14
After my visit with Doctor Harrington, I seemed to be less anxious about everything. Kyle made me feel like my training was going well and seemed to be more calm with me. He also seemed more affectionate toward me as well, calling me a "good boy" while putting his hand on my ass or rubbing the back of my neck. He was no longer pulling my hair to guide me.
Each day, when I got home from practice I would wear whatever Kyle told me wear. Usually it was just my sweaty jock. Recently, he bought me a pair of panties to wear because it would help me understand girls better. The sheer panties did little to cover my caged clit but Kyle said that wasn't the point. In fact, today, he had me take the cage off if I promised to not touch myself.
I was thrilled and immediately promised.
Kyle also started to physical train me as well. He wanted me to grow bigger muscle. He said that he needed to see the daily improvement of my physique so he wanted me on display for him at home. I would only wear the jock or panties when I was at home alone with him. I never questioned that and did as I was told. It just made me feel good when he told me to do things and he always praised me for being an obedient good boy.
I loved being called a "good boy" and it actually made my clit throb in the cage.
Since the visit with the therapist, I have learned to focus more on cocks in general. Kyle said that I needed to literally keep my eyes on his cock whenever he was present. He said the best way to do this was to be on my knees at all times unless instructed otherwise. As strange as this seemed, I didn't question his decision and followed the new rule.
It became routine that, when Kyle returned from work, I would drop to my knees and rub his feet for him. This made him happy which, in turn, made me happy too.
"Take my boots off boy" Kyle would say as he sat back on the sofa with his legs spread. "You can keep your focus on my cock while you rub my feet. You think they're dirty? Why don't you take a nice smell boy". Already on my knees between his legs, I picked up one foot and smelled his socks.
"No, you idiot", he said, "you're gonna have to take that sock off first. Here, let me just take everything off so you can smell me boy". It seemed strange, but I became excited to hear him say he would take his clothes off. He stripped everything off except his jock. I made sure that my focus remained on his jock pouch. "Good boy, keep your eyes where they belong."
Still on my knees, I instantly could smell the odor of his sweaty jock as he stood next to me with it just inches from my face.
"You smell anything boy?" Kyle asked me as he lifted my chin, moving my gaze from his pouch to his eyes. "Ahhhhh, yes Sir", I replied. "You smell sweaty and musky Sir, but I don't know where the smell is coming from."
"Well boy," Kyle said as he sat back down keeping his legs spread, "First of all, you know that's how a man is supposed to smell, right?" He smiled down at me. "A real man naturally smells boy. I've worn this jock all week and I think it's pretty ripe, don't you boy?" I nodded.
"So start with my feet boy but keep your focus where it belongs" Kyle instructed, "I want you to lick them clean." I lifted his foot to my mouth and started to lick his toes, keeping my eyes focused on his jock pouch. Kyle started to rub his pouch. I felt a tingle in my cock. I made a mental note to not touch myself for fear of punishment. My cock started growing but I tried to ignore it.
"Good boy," he said and my cock actually throbbed to full hardness. "Now the other foot boy". My stepdad looked down smiling at me as he rubbed his growing jock bulge. He had one foot behind my head, pulling it toward his other foot, keeping my face pressed between his feet. As I knelt between his legs licking his other foot, Kyle scooted toward me spreading his legs farther open. The smell got more intense.
"Clean this now", he said as he grabbed my hair and pulled me to his jock pouch. I brought my mouth against the fabric and was hit with vile odor from his crotch. I didn't want him to be disappointed in me so I began licking the cock head through the fabric. He put his hands on the back of my head, pressing my mouth against his cock.
"Open your mouth boy", he ordered, "Your focus should always be here. Even though its hidden inside that pouch, I want you to get to know that cock... how big it is, how hard it gets, how it smells, how it tastes". The pouch became soaked with my saliva. I could tell his cock was straining to escape the pouch.
"I think you need a little drink boy. Some testosterone now, don't you boy?" He asked me softly. I nodded as I continued licking the pouch. "That's right Mikey. You need to get as much hormone inside you as possible. It'll help you get bigger and stronger muscle." I nodded again.
"Look at me boy." He lifted me by the chin, instead of pulling my hair, so I could look into his eyes. "You know a real man has needs right boy?" I nodded. "You want my nut boy?" I nodded. "Say it Mikey. Say please put your testosterone inside me Sir."
I said, "Please put your testosterone inside me SIR?"
"Good boy, since you asked so nicely boy", he said, "Now where's your focus boy?" I immediately looked at his jock bulge and watched as he pulled the pouch to one side, letting his cock fall against his thigh. I just stared at it pulsing and gave it a quick lick. He immediately slapped my face and pulled my hair back again.
"I didn't tell you to lick it boy", he yelled, "I thought you were a good boy." I almost started to cry from the humiliation. "I am a good boy Sir" I pleaded, "Please sir, Im sorry Sir".
"Focus and obey boy" he yelled as he pushed my mouth onto his cock. I didn't nothing as he held my hair and smeared his cock and balls all over my face.
"Smell" he said. I took deep breaths so he could hear me smelling his crotch. "There you go, boy. You wait until you have permission to do anything, do you understand?"
"yes sir" I mumbled as he pressed my mouth against his balls. He pushed my face lower in between his legs. I could smell his ass now. "Deep breath boy", he said. I took a deep inhale and smelled his musky, sweaty, dirty ass. With his hand still pulling my hair, he pressed my face up against his cock shaft. "Do you want to lick it boy? Is that what you want, ?" He didn't wait for me to reply and just kept talking to me.
"You want to be a good boy,right?" he said, "Good boys do what they're told by superior men. You learned that from the doctor, didn't you boy?" I nodded.
"Ok boy" he said, "You also know that a real cock needs to cum, right? Boy cocks have to wait for permission, but this is a real man cock here boy, and it needs to cum tonight." I just tried to nod as he continued dragging my face in his crotch.
"Your gonna take care of me, right boy?" He suddenly pushed my mouth over the head of his cock. He held my head with both hands now and pushed his cock into my throat as far as it would go until I gagged.
"No, no boy", he said softly, "you know that's not allowed here. No gagging boy." He kept his talking as he began pumping into my throat. "Just open your throat now. Its your job now." I just tried to relax and let him use me.
"You're such a good boy taking your daddy's cock now. You want that seed. You want every drop of that spooge, don't you boy. I'm gonna push this cock into your throat faster and put my seed directly into your stomach boy. You keep that throat relaxed and let the cum inside you."
I stopped thinking. There was no reason to think about anything except to let him use my throat however he wanted too. He started rutting into me, grunting obscenities while holding my head with two hands.
Suddenly he stopped moving and speaking and just grunted as he shot his cum out. "Fuckkkkkkk, yeah boy. Such a good cocksucker now.... Mmmmmmmm". I stopped breathing all together now. He held his cock still inside my throat as his seed went down my throat. I still held my breath as he calmed down, hoping he would release me before I passed out.
Eventually, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and wiped it on my face as I gasped for air.
"Clean it now, boy" he said. As I licked his slimy cock, he sat back and lifted his legs. Again, I got a whiff of very strong male musk from his ass. I tried not to react but he must have noticed. "That's what a real man smells like boy", he laughed, "I think you might smell more like a girl, don't you?" I said nothing. "You're going to clean me there too boy but first I want that jock off." He reached into a bag on the floor and pulled out something.
"I want you to wear these pretty pink sheer panties boy." I was very confused. As if he read my mind, he said, "Why boy? Well, like I taught you, it will help you understand women and how sexy they are. Secondly, you wear them simply because I said so, get it?"
I knew I should just not think, and obey him. It doesn't matter how perverted it seemed. I also wanted him to be proud of me and of how obedient I have been.
"Put them on now boy and let me see how it looks" Kyle said. I pulled the sheer panties on. They were sheer and had a slit in the back that showed my ass crack. The panties did very little to contain my hard cock.
"Focus boy". I quickly fixed my eyes on his cock. "Very nice boy" he said, "good boy. Those panties are perfect. You will wear them under your singlet at practice today too. Understood?"
"Yes sir" I quickly replied. Kyle stood up and pointed to the floor between his feet. I dropped to my knees, keeping my focus on the cock right in front of me, as he taught me. He then, surprisingly, turned around and bent over, showing me his hairy ass.
"I m going to make a new rule for you boy, all as part of your training program." He placed his hands on his knees, which cause his ass to stick out right in front of my face. "When it is not possible to focus on my cock, you will find my ass and keep your focus there." He continued talking while looking behind himself with his ass just inches from my face.
"You will either have your eyes on my cock or my ass from now on. Do you understand me boy?" I wasn't sure how to reply because I was confused by this rule. Why would I have to keep my eyes focused on his ass? I didn't have time to think before Kyle turned around and slapped me across the face.
"Boy!" He yelled, "What the fuck boy? I asked you a question?"
"yes Sir" I yelled out " Yes Sir, I understand Sir. Eyes on your ass".
"Right," he calmly turned back around and started to walk away from me. I kept my eyes on his ass. He stopped and turned back to me. "Eyes on my ass boy?"
"yes sir" I quickly replied. "They are on your ass Sir".
"How do I know that boy?" He said as he walked back to me. "The only way I will know is if I feel your eyes on my ass boy, literally feel your face." I said nothing. "From now on, you will keep your face pressed against my ass. You will, of course, be forced to remain on your knees in order to do so. Understood?"
"Yes Sir, but..."
"No buts boy!" He slapped my face.
Wow. His mood would switch so quickly from being so kind and passionate to an abusive monster.
"You will crawl behind me and keep you face against my ass so I know you're there, unless I say otherwise. Specifically, I want your nose in between my asscheeks, smelling my scent." He slowly turned around, as if testing me, and I immediately pressed my nose into his ass crack. He waited for a bit as he listened to me breathing in and out, and then started to walk away from me.
"Boy?" I scurried behind him on my knees like he wanted. "A good boy shows respect to his superior by keeping his focus where it belongs. I have been training you for awhile now and, by this time, I expect complete obedience."
He suddenly stopped walking and my face smashed into his ass crack.
"What a good boy," he said pleasantly, "that's exactly what you should do. When I stop walking, I want you to press into my ass deeper and find my hole. I want to feel your tongue against my hole, just so I know you are being an obedient boy".
I mumbled "Yeath Thir" into his ass crack. It was an awkward position, and difficult to keep my face pressed against his hole, but I knew that is what he wanted, so I did it.
None of this made any sense to me. Since meeting with Dr. Harrington everything seemed so surreal. I just couldn't keep my thoughts straight and it just seemed easier to let Kyle decide things for me... Crossing the line of sexual perversion became normal now and nothing seemed to weird anymore.
Kyle started walking away from me again so I immediately glued my face to his ass and followed behind him. I could hear him talking to me as he walked.
"I want you in the panty jock for practice today boy." He continued, "You will also keep your focus on the coach's cock as you do mine. You will not have to focus on his ass like this for now but I want the coach to expand your knowledge of cock as well. I want him to keep you exposed to a variety of cocks and think the wrestling team is a good source for that." He stopped walking. I pressed my face farther into his ass and found his hole. I stuck my tongue out and began licking it as ordered.
"Good boy" he said. " Do you have any questions boy?"
"mmmmmphff" I tried to answer.
"What was that boy?" he asked, "Speak up and try to articulate". It was impossible to articulate with my tongue pressed against his hole.
"Cummmmm Thir?" I tried to pronounce the words.
"Did you say CUM boy?" I quickly nodded trying to keep my face pressed into his ass.
"Do you want to cum, boy?" He asked, "Noooo, you know that boys don't cum. I don't mind you asking, but boys always hold their cum inside their balls until a real man allows it". My heart sank as he continued, "I can appreciate the request boy but..." He stopped speaking suddenly. He turned around and put his cock in my face. I never looked up but kept staring at his swollen cock. I didn't put it in my mouth because I wasn't told to do so.
"Well," he said, "You have been such a good boy and you haven't touched yourself, have you?" He pushed his cock against my face and said, "Look at me boy". I did not open my mouth but just kept straining to keep eye contact with him. He smiled down at me.
"You're such a good boy," he said smiling at me, "Im going to let you rub your cock boy". My hand darted to my cock, pulled my shaft out from under the pink panties. I was instantly hard.
"Wait boy," he said, "Im going to make a new rule here. You are not allowed to touch yourself unless there is a cock in your mouth or your ass. I know you're not gay boy, but you're here to learn all about what makes a man's cock feel good, remember?" I nodded.
"Now open" he said as I allowed the cock to enter my mouth. "Good boy, now you can rub your little boy cock". Fuck, it felt so good to jerk my cock. I felt the cum boiling in my balls instantly.
"You can also rub yourself if your tongue is inside my ass." He said as he turned around and started to walk away. I scurried behind him trying to keep my face in his ass while crawling on three limbs because one was on my dick. He stopped again and my tongue pushed against his asshole immediately. I didn't stop beating myself but had to make sure I wouldn't cum.
He pulled away from me and I stopped rubbing myself as ordered.
"Good boy," he said as he pushed his ass back against my face.
"Lick and rub boy" he chuckled, "Lick and rub"
Suddenly, I was edging and close to orgasm. I knew I wasn't allow to cum unless given permission. I mean, that was the golden rule here.
"Thir" I mumbled, "cum thir, ohhhh peeeease" I moaned into his ass.
"Cum? No, no, that's enough now" He turned and kicked my hand away from my cock. It was dripping onto the floor.
"Fuck boy, you made a mess on my floor", he said as he pointed down in front of me. I instantly licked the floor to clean my cum drops. "I don't want your cum making a mess so you've had enough for today", he said, "I also think it needs to be caged tonight".
"Ohhhhhh, peeasee nooo thir", I tried it beg.
"After practice today, the coach will decide based on your obedience" he said. "Go put your singlet on over that panty jock and get to practice now". My cock was still throbbing but I was able push it down under the spandex singlet and put on my gym shorts.
"No shorts boy" he said, "Do I have to get ice now to take care of your problem?"
"No Sir," I answered quickly.
"Then just go like that, and don't you fuckin touch it boy", he said, "I will bring your clothes after practice".
My hard cock was completely visible through the white singlet and I knew I had to run three blocks to the school. I didn't even have my gym bag to cover myself. My dad pushed me out the door, "You will wear these pretty pink panties everyday this week boy. I want to be able to smell them from 3 feet away".
Kyle laughed, "Don't forget boy. You obey the coach as you would obey me".
"yes sir," I mumbled, "thank you sir". I was so frustrated and horny.
Kyle said, "See you in two hours boy".
--To be continued---
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