The who and what of me, Learning about Me!!!!
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This isn't quite a sequel to my story "A gentle seduction to service" but rather a kind of enhancement, perhaps a parallel story.
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/a-gentle-seduction-to-service/
In This Story:
I learn the who and what I've always been as my new owner shows me what I was destined to be. When my owner loans me out to his friends I find a kind of freedom in my total submission. His mentoring puts me in some very erotic and humiliating scenarios as I strive to become the best cocksucker I can be; it's what he wants and it's the path to my happiness. I have learned and I now know my place is in service to an Alpha male.
Cast: (Gerhard / Sir, owner)-----(Chrissy / me, Gerhard's slutboy)-------(Earl / Gerhard's college friend)------(Zack / Earl's college bound young son)
My owner was gently using my mouth as I knelt between his legs suckling on his cock like a baby on a teat, keeping him right on the edge of wanting to fuck my mouth. Gerhard liked to have a mouth wrapped around his cock most all of the time. He was reading now and my mouth had been stretched around his cock for over an hour.
My mind wandered back to "The Service Manifesto" on NIFTY.( http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/slave-instruction-vignettes/a-cocksuckers-customer-service-manifesto ) There was one paragraph that continuously rolled thru my thoughts. "As a cocksucker, I realize my only real sexual organs are my mouth, tongue, and throat. I know that my only need is to pleasure my feeder from my perch at my true place, kneeling between his legs. I was born to be a cocksucker and can only be content when humiliating myself by worshipping the cock of my feeder-owner."
"You know boy I think I'm going to let a few of my buddies sample your skills. You're a good enough cocksucker now that they'll envy me and it sounds like it would be fun. I've got an e-mail from an old college roommate who's looking for a boy that he can use to instruct his son on just how a suckboy can be used. It's a weekend away for you and I can always get another faggot to keep my cock happy for a while. Get dressed and I'll send you on your way."
As I dressed I thought how odd this was, I had been completely naked for a few weeks now with Gerhard and being fully clothed felt very strange. I didn't really understand where this was going with Gerhard's, "instruct his son" thing. I did know that I was really without a choice and that I'd be ok with it; Sir knew best and I have now accepted that I am just a cocksucker.
I used my GPS to find the house; it was a moderately expensive home in one of those subdivisions that feature lots of acreage and mature trees; it was quite a pleasant area. I couldn't have been more nervous as I rang the doorbell. An older man in swim trunks answered; "you must be the boy Gerhard told me about, come on in, I'm Earl."
I followed him through the house into a very pleasant little room just off a patio with an in-ground pool; I noticed that there was a swimmer doing laps in the water. It was surreal; the guy (Earl) fetched me a glass of lemonade and we talked about our lucky streak of great weather.
Earl was the perfect host as we talked, "I'm not sure just how much Gerhard told you about your role here so I'll just dive right in. I borrowed you from him to show my son how to use a cocksucker before he goes to college. I want you stripped naked now like a good suckboy should always be."
He told me to get naked as calmly as he might have commented on how good the tomatoes were growing this season. There's something about being the "naked one" that reinforces the fact that I'm a submissive sissy-boy here to be used. Earl's off the cuff, matter of fact calmness only reinforced my submissive bent, it was hot.
I was stripped naked when the swimmer came over using a towel to dry off. I noted to myself that while they both were redheads that's where the similarities ended. Earl was only about 5'10" tall and sported a pretty pudgy belly while his son had a swimmer's body and was well over 6 feet tall. I was directed to sit on the tile floor as they talked.
"I think you'll like this Zack; a lot of times in school you just can't afford the time it takes to romance a girl but you'll still be horny; having a cocksucker on hand to drain your balls is the perfect solution. You don't have to buy them dinner or flowers and they'll pretty much do anything you want just to get your cum load. It's a perfect solution. When I was in college with Gerhard we shared a cocksucker boy between us our last two years; a good time was had by all," he said with a laugh.
Earl continued, "if we were in ancient, Roman times I'd take you to the slave market and let you pick out your own suckboy. In those times the son of one of the elites was just followed around by his cocksucker who was trained to perform whatever service was required that would please his Master. We can't completely own a slave today but that's Ok when you realize that real men have been using cocksuckers throughout history. There are always guys who strive for the humiliation of servicing an alpha-males cock. Today I'll teach you how to train and use a cocksucker. Watch this, Get up here cocksucker."
I was excited just listening to him talking to his kid and scampered closer to Earl as he had ordered. He smiled at me and smacked me across the face, it hurt but I didn't move as he said, "See, you can pretty much do whatever you want. This is one of the few times when you can be as arrogant as you want." Earl very lightly smacked my cheek again then put a couple of his fingers into my mouth. Of course I sucked on them. He stood up and had me remove his trunks and as I lowered them his fat cock snapped out.
"Zack why don't you get out of those wet swim trunks and I'll show you the right way to train your own cocksucker; you've got to take control right away. Chrissy here will blow me first so you can see how it goes then it'll be your turn. Suck my cock now son." He told me.
I scampered into my now familiar position on my knees as he smirked down at me. I took his cockhead into my mouth, somehow the familiar, feel of a rubbery cockhead felt even better than usual; I think it was the erotic sense of being watched by his young son as I was being used and controlled.
I licked and sucked as he lightly slapped my cheek directing my efforts to what pleased him. I could hear him telling the boy that some guys were just cocksuckers that you could fuck like girls and teach them to suck you off and lick your ass. He began face fucking me by grabbing my head telling me to keep my hands behind my back while he pulled my head in and out going deeper each time until he punched through into my throat. He put his hand on my Adam's apple so he could feel my throat accommodating his prick as it punched through into my gullet. I looked up and could see that his son was mesmerized by it all.
"You see Son, you just keep slowly going forward a little at a time until your all in. Of course the cocksucker will gag and choke but that's all right; it's what they were born to do and just part of the service they provide. Just look into his eyes as he services me, you'll see gratitude, fear and then ultimately submission to me, his superior. Gerhard did well with this boys training, I've got all 8 inches in his throat now and he just accepts it as his job."
He was now pulling out a couple of inches then thrusting it right back into my throat; he was using my tight throat to jerk himself off. Then the Dad tensed up and came in my mouth. It came just as I was gasping around his cock buried deep in my gullet. Some of his cum filled my mouth but as I gasped for air a lot of it went up my nose. I coughed and actually was tearing up as I tried to catch my breath but in a very strange way I was pleased with myself. I was happy servicing this guy who was showing his son the ropes, nothing was more important than making him happy.
I heard him explaining, "Look at his face son, this is a win-win thing. Sissy's like him get off on this treatment."
As my breath came back to normal I acted to agree with him by leaning forward and licking his cockhead clean.
"Do you see Son, just what I told you? He likes this treatment and that allows you to have him service you by doing anything that makes your cock twitch. Remember that a cocksucker's mouth is deeper than any cunt and when you punch through into his gullet his throat muscles will milk your cum out; a cocksucker's mouth is really a cunt with a tongue."
He continued pounding slowly in and out of my mouth as he talked to his son. I felt like a movie-prop used to prove his points when he suddenly pulled my mouth off his cock and positioned it onto his balls. Of course I stuck my tongue out and licked them just like I had an ice cream cone at my lips.
Well Son, "I think it's time you took just a little sample of just how nice it is to have your own, personal cocksucker pleasuring you. Look at how eagerly he's tonguing my balls; it's really interesting how dedicated a true cocksucker is to servicing a guy. He's going to be mouthing your cock in a minute but first you need to know a few important facts. When you've got your own cocksucker it's good to know the few rules that are key to getting the service you deserve. A lot of guys will abuse sissy boys; that's just stupid. A cocksucker is actually a valuable commodity and a smart guy will make him comfortable in his role. I always set them down and make small talk before I get sucked off. This really works; we both know that he's there to suck on my cock and swallow my load and talking like he was a normal guy just kinda forces the suck-boy to acknowledge how much he wants my cock. I know it sounds weird but that's how it seems to work. You should also make sure he's comfortable; you should maybe ask if he wants a pillow to kneel on before he starts to blow you. They like it when you caress their cheeks while sucking you off and a nice, soft pat on the head when your cocksucker is gulping down your cum works wonders in making a cocksucker want to excel at servicing you. I guess it's kinda like you threat a broad but not as tender or expensive; he wants your cum not flowers." He said.
Earl used both hands to pull my face from his balls and just motioned me over to Zack as he said, "Get over there and suck my son's cock now Crissy. Show him how much you like a cock in your mouth."
I actually scampered over to the boy getting on my knees in between his legs. His young cock was thick, hard and impressive with a big, purplish head split by a piss slit that seemed as wide as the cannon's mouth. The boy looked at me with a wry smile as he held his cock out to my eager lips. I engulfed the cock head and started a slow up and down technique as I heard the Father in the background.
"Remember what I told you Zack, make sure he looks you in the eye as he sucks you off and make sure he keeps his hands behind his back. The rule is a cocksucker performs best when he concentrates on the cock in his mouth and not his own little thing; you don't want him stroking his or your cock, you can do that yourself. When a suck-boy is really trained he will only cum when he's sucking a real man off; that's how much these faggots need a mouthful of cock. It's a measure of respect when they make eye contact as they blow you; it's their way of acknowledging that you're giving them the submission they need."
He was right, I felt really like a true slave-boy when I looked into Zack's green eyes with a mouthful of his cock and my hands behind my back. It was so demeaning / exciting that it made me shudder. This must have been what it was like when an ancient Roman purchased a boy at the slave market for the amusement of a son; the boy's first act of submission had to be a revelation.
Zack said, "wow Dad, this is awesome; his mouth is so tight and warm. Can I make him take more?"
Earl quickly answered, "Oh sure Zack, work it into his throat, just do it slowly so he gets used to the feel of man-cock filling his mouth-cunt cavity; do it slow while you look into his eyes. I always find that very enjoyable when I have complete control of my cocksucker. Actually Son, once you get a cocksucker in the zone you can pretty much do what you want, piss in his mouth, make him tongue your ass, It's all good."
I was giving Zack the best suck I could as I concentrated on tightening my lips and pressing my tongue firmly against his cock on every up stroke. I sensed the kid tightening up when without any other warning his cum spurted into my mouth. As I had been taught I just tightened my lips around the base of his cockhead and swallowed the thick, salty man-juice. On the second spurt my own cock gushed and I came on Zack's foot. He finished with a satisfied sigh and just as his Dad had told him; he gently stroked my head as you might a puppy who had fetched your slippers. I thought to myself that I wasn't just a puppy; I was a cocksucker who had just fetched a huge cum-load.
Earl was laughing as he said, "I remember when it took so little to make me cum; you don't have to worry Son, the next couple of times you cum today will be slower and even more satisfying. Tell your cocksucker how you want him to clean you up now before we go on."
Zack put his hands on my cheeks and looked at me with those wide, green eyes as he said, "use your tongue cocksucker, lick my sticky cock and balls clean but first lick up your cum off of my feet, get to it now boy."
I was quite a bit older than Zack but I had to admit I was now his "boy" after swallowing his cum load and actually looking forward to licking his crotch clean. The almost dry cum on his feet was cold now and while not unpleasant; it did taste different than other loads I had swallowed.
"Look at him lapping at your cock, cleaning off all the traces of cum that are left. Do you see just how nice it is to have a cocksucker at your beck and call ready to service you? When you're in college you'll find it's really pretty easy to find yourself a suck-boy; all you have to do is be aware of who's looking at you in the shower or men's room. You'll have to lead them on a little but it's a whole bunch easier than with a broad. There's no reason to buy dinner, flowers or jewelry just show your cock and tell the boy what you want him to perform. No romance, no drama just ball draining on your terms. It'll allow you a lot more time to study. The only thing you have to keep in mind is that these cocksucker's want to be dominated and you don't want to ever accept half-measures. If your boy chokes and gags on your cock just enjoy the sensation of his throat spasming around your dick. If he doesn't want to let you piss in his mouth then just tell that he gets no more of your cock until he agrees. Tell him to think it over; if he's the skilled cocksucker you want and deserve he'll come around after thinking it through and usually then the cocksucker will try to become the perfect piss drinker for you. Remember, no half measure, only full service. By the way, do you have to piss? I usually have to after a big cum."
"Yeah Dad, I think I do." Zack said as I finished licking his sticky cock clean.
"Ok Son, usually a trained sissy-boy like this can take your piss-load right here without spilling a drop but since you'll have to train your own boy at University lets all go into the bathroom and I'll show you how to get a new cocksucker acclimated to being your urinal."
Of course I knew what was going to happen; I was toilet trained after all but it was exciting to think that this was Earl's Son's first time and his Dad was going to show him how to train his own piss-boy by using me to demonstrate on. My little cock was hard just thinking about it as I followed them into their big bathroom.
"Hey Zack, look at his little hardon, that's why you keep em naked; there's no secrets then about what they think about when their servicing you. They get off on submitting to straight guys."
The three of us were soon inside the bathroom; all of us were naked but I knew that the similarity ended there; I was there to be their bitch and do whatever they wanted.
"Here's the thing Zack, once you find a cocksucker to service you he invariably will not want you pissing in his mouth at first, they have trouble acknowledging what they are; It's reality, that's just the way it is. You've got to plant the seed; talk to him about the suck-boy you had at home who loved it when you filled his mouth with your warm piss and how you think that using his mouth as your urinal is your right as a man. Your boy will probably say that he would never let a guy do that but the seed is now in his head and he'll be thinking of it often. A bit later mention that you want that service and you understand that he doesn't want to do you this service it's ok. You should then smile at him and say that if he won't you'll just have to find another cocksucker who wants to take his piss load. Your boy will now be thinking about how he might have to live without your cock to suck off. You should then gently rub his head and adopt a kind, gentle, helpful demeanor like you would if he asked you for help with his schoolwork."
"Tell him you'll be patient and lead him through it; that you'll be patient and just give him a taste to see if he likes it. Tell him that most boys like him love it for the humiliation factor once they try it. In my experience these boys eventually submit because that's what you want and their all about pleasing you. This boy here has been through all those steps and is an experienced urinal boy but we'll make him act like it's his first time. Are you ready for a little role-playing boy?"
"Yes Sir, I'll do whatever you want Sir." I answered and meant it; I was actually hotter than hell with all this talk between Eric and his son.
"I'll go first Zack so you can see how it goes; it's kinda important to get the ritual right so your cocksucker feels he's a major part of the action and strives to serve you. Get over here boy, on your knees by my side."
Earl was standing in front of the toilet as he smiled down at me with his best "I know what your are boy smile" and said, "I want to piss, why don't you take hold of my cock and aim it into the toilet for me Chrissy? Ah, that's nice."
I held his big hose and aimed it just as he let a short stream out. I was close to him and could clearly hear it splash into the water. He stopped and said, "that felt good but I think it's time for you to give me a little pee-hole swabbing. It'll give you just a small taste as you run your tongue thru the piss slit. It'll be easier if you kneel in front of me though."
I shuffled around on the tiles until I was facing his cock and I just waited for instructions.
"This is an important step Zack; you want to make his first time as memorable for your cocksucker as you can. In most cases you don't want your boy to touch your cock with anything but his lips and tongue but for toilet training the submission is greatly enhanced by letting him handle and aim your cock, it makes him part of the act; he's doing something for you of his own free will."
I knew what was coming but waited for Earl's instructions. He told me it was Ok to hold his cock then look him right in the eye as I run my tongue through the piss slit. Doing this ignited a very powerful urge in me; I knew what was coming but the combination of remembering my first drink of piss and being watched by Zack was overpowering; it was such a clear act of subjugation. I was sweating and felt a little light headed as I saw that now-familiar smirk on Earl's face.
"That felt good boy but I think you need a bigger taste than that. What do you think, how was the taste?"
"It wasn't bad Sir; it didn't taste anywhere near as bad as I had thought." I answered.
"Good, I think you're ready and you'll do it because you know that it will please me. Open your mouth now boy, stick out your tongue and just lay my cockhead on your tongue. Ahhh, that's nice, I'm half hard so you've got a bit of a wait, just think about how hot it'll be when I piss in your mouth, think about how humiliating what your to do will be while you wait."
I can't describe how many conflicting emotions crossed my mind as I knelt there with his cock laying on my tongue. It was wonderful, horrible and exciting all at once and it was like this each time I drank a man's piss. I soon felt just a few small drops on my tongue.
Eric said, "Here it comes boy, I'll let out a little and stop for you; I know this is your first time and I'll be gentle until you're used to it. There, I think your mouth is full enough. Use your tongue to slosh it around, get used to the taste of your man's warm piss eh."
My mouth was half full as I moved the piss load around with my tongue. I heard Earl say; "Look Zack in the eye as you slush the piss around in your mouth."
I was incredibly aroused by how humiliating it is to be told, actually ordered to gargle with a guy's piss while looking them right in the eye before being told to flush it down my gullet with a swallow.
"How's the taste boy? You go ahead and swallow it down like a good little cocksucker." Earl said with a snicker.
I gulped it down telling him that his piss tasted good; it was salty, warm and tasty. Zack now moved over in front of me, laid his cock on my welcoming tongue and began to piss very slowly into my open mouth watching my face with amusement.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ Later: In the morning it was my place to be under the table sucking Earl's cock as he ate; he said it relaxed him. I heard him talking to his Son, "I think today I'll show you how to teach a suck-boy to swallow all your cock right down to the root. When I'm done our little cocksucker here will be able to let a horsecock tickle his tonsils. This is different than a quick poke into his gullet before rushing your cock out as he gags and chokes; when a cocksucker is trained you can plunge it in all the way and just let it soak in his throat-cunt. It's certainly not easy to do but as I said, you can't accept half-measures, a cocksucker must provide whatever it is that pleases you and stuffing his gullet with cock certainly qualifies. It's been my experience that once a boy masters the skill to throat a cock he becomes a much more contented and compliant cocksucker. Let's go out to the carriage house. I borrowed a training bench from a buddy; it'll speed things up."
WTF, I thought to myself; I already had all the skills that I needed; I was wrong. In the Carriage house I found that the bench he had mentioned had certainly been designed around its training function. It was very narrow and comfortably padded with straps to hold a trainee down and in position. The head end had a soft notch for a neck and the end was hinged so the trainer could adjust his cocksucker's throat height and angle for easy access.
"Zack, this training bench is just great; it speeds the training process up a lot. I know it's just an enhancement on the usual head hanging off the bed method but the strap constraints focus the cocksucker on his job while the comforts built into the bench reinforce the thought that his owner knows what's best and cares for him. These are powerful incentives for a suck-boy. Let's get him onto it now for a little test drive."
I was soon positioned onto the very narrow bench secured by soft, wide, leather straps. My head was the only thing that I could easily move. Just the thought of what was to come gave me a hardon and that made them laugh out loud.
Earl said, "See how eager he is; just thinking about what's going to happen gets him excited. The bench is adjustable like a hospital bed. I can use this remote to position his head just perfectly for my cock. His head angle can be made to give you the perfect position for throat-fucking, watch."
It's a very surreal feeling to hear the tiny motors whirring away as it put your mouth into just the right position to be fucked like a man would a wide open cunt.
"That's just right for my height Son; see how perfect the angle is? I'm going to go first but don't worry your turn will come; this bench was designed to be very comfortable because a cocksucker is on it for quite a while. It takes quite a bit of throat fucking until your cocksucker finally just gives it up and realizes that this is what he was born to do and his owner wants it. At that point of surrender they cease tensing up and you've got a free path into his gullet right over his tongue. The final surrender phase allows the suck-boy to relax as he becomes free of choice; he becomes a kind of cocksucking machine with an on-off switch you control. When you're at University you can make do with a bed just as long as your cocksucker is truly devoted to you; the bench speeds things up but all you really need is a docile sissy boy who loves cock and the edge of a bed."
The wait was tantalizing for me just as Earl, my cock trainer had planned. I was laying there with my head tilted down and at a level where I was looking up, right at Earl's cock and balls; from this close they looked huge.
"We're almost ready Zack; when we start throat fucking this boy we'll be very gentle and supportive. It's always best to help them along; this is a huge step for a cocksucker and I've found that if you understand just how uncomfortable this is for them and you sooth them a little you'll end up with a better cocksucker. In the end that's what it's all about, getting better service for yourself. I'm dangling my cockhead in his mouth now and allowing him to suckle at his own pace, look at him, he couldn't be happier."
After a bit Earl put his hands on my cheeks and moved forward until I had a couple of inches of his cock. I was apprehensive as I realized that this wasn't role-playing, this was real; he could fuck his cock into my gullet at will just by shuffling forward. I was essentially helpless strapped to this stationary bench. I felt Earl tighten his grip on my head and slowly advance deeper into my mouth. He touched my throat opening and I gagged so he pulled back out until his cockhead was just at my lips.
"Do you see Zack; give him a little time to reconcile his discomfort with his need to submit to you, it takes a little while. I'll feed him more now."
With each thrust he moved just a little more into my throat before finally withdrawing. I was gasping out strings of saliva as I gagged violently and wondered if I could go on like this.
"He's taking it nicely now but I think it's time to open him up. Ok, cocksucker, you're doing great but I think you're ready for the next step. I'm going to slowly punch through into your esophagus so get ready, take a nice deep breath boy; this is what you need."
I didn't really have time to even think about what was coming as his cock was once again being forced into my oral cavity, this time it slid easily across my tongue on a film of pre-sperm and saliva. Earl held my head and moved it back and forth, side to side as if to use his cockhead to swab the precum and spit around the back of my throat, like a stirring stick. Inside my dripping mouth Earl's huge cockhead was coated and bathed in the thick, gelatinous liquid, allowing it to venture farther and farther back into my throat.
I became aware of Earl talking to me in his soft, understanding voice. "That's very nice son, now you're getting the idea. All you have to do now is concentrate on the cock in your mouth; it's what you want and were made to do."
"See Zack, Did you notice the only bad thing about using this position is that you can't see your cocksucker's eyes as you feed more and more of your prick into his gullet; I bet they are as big as saucers. That's a downside because it's always so pleasant to see the mixture of fear, determination and joy in their eyes as they mentally acclimate themselves finally coming to realize that you're going to plug their throat and as your cocksucker they have to learn to take it. I'm using his mouth like a cunt now; I've let him have the time he needed to get used to it now I'm going to take it home."
My eyes watered as his monstrous snake was being forced farther and farther back towards my throat. It touched the back of my mouth and I gagged, fighting the urge to retch. My stomach heaved as for the first time in my life, a hard, big cock forced its way over the back of my tongue and down into the thin, throbbing passage of my throat.
"Yeah, yeah, that's it, take it boy. Feel my hot hard dick in your throat."
Relentlessly, the shaft burrowed its way in. Earl would plunge it all the way in then pull it back, each time he left it in my throat just a little longer A few inches of his cock had by now pushed thru my tender throat opening. I felt quite woozy and smothered and couldn't breathe normally as I gagged and gulped reflexively around the cock-invader as it passed by my tonsils.
"Breath through your nose, boy, breathe through your nose. Go ahead, you can do it, fuck, I've seen teenage girls do better than you." Earl urged.
I took a tentative breath through my nose. The oxygen felt wonderful as I slowly adjusted to the thickness of the invader in my gullet.
Earl slowly pulled it out of my gaping mouth. As the head exited my lips, a thick strand of cum mixed with saliva dripped out right onto my face. The string slowly stretched, then snapped and a line of cum/saliva six inches long draped itself from my lower lip down across my face.
I heard Earl say, "Yeah, cocksucker, that's good, that's good." I heaved in great lungs full of air, trying to clear my woozy brain. I could actually feel the blood pounding in my ears as my head slowly cleared.
"You took in the whole eight inches that time; you can be proud. Not too bad, not too bad."
He was proud of me, I suddenly wanted more of his cock as I suckled the head. He advanced but this time I was actually eager; I had taken it all into my throat and survived; I wanted more cock now. My lips chewed their way down his shaft taking six inches, then seven, then eight inches of hot, pulsating penis. The head of his cock revisited the tender membranes of my upper throat and tongue. It pushed my tongue flat as it's girth filled me up. I'm sure he heard me gag slightly and then I made a swallow. Earl sighed in pleasure. Inside my mouth his cockhead slid into the opening at the top of my throat. It wormed its way into the very top of my esophagus. Now his cock was as deep as possible in my throat. I could do this!
"I knew I wasn't wasting my time training you Chrissy; you're going to be one great cocksucker. It's really pretty simple Zack, once you manage to stuff their throat and they realize that they didn't die they begin to think it through and concentrate on the cock in their mouth and how to please it."
His balls now laid on my eyes as his cock filled my throat. I fought to overcome my natural impulse to gag and was surprised that I could accommodate his thickness so deep inside me. Earl began a Slow, relaxed, methodical Fucking of my throat while I concentrated on breathing as he thrusted deep then pulled out; I gulped in air on each out-stroke.
I was now slightly relaxed because I saw that I could do this and I became conscious of the saliva flowing out of my mouth like a waterfall. Earl had commented before on how pleasant it was listening to his suck-boy making loud, wet cocksucker noises. I actually sounded like a pig lapping up slop. Earl had said I could be a "great Cocksucker" and I was actually proud of myself. It took a while until I felt him tense up and spurt cum into my throat. He was just at the opening of my gullet as he let go. It was difficult to swallow and I'm sure he was enjoying the feeling of my throat muscles as they alternately contracted and relaxed as I sought to swallow the tremendous volume of warm, viscous fluid being pumped relentlessly into me. "That's it boy, swallow all that good man-cream into your stomach," he grunted.
"Ah, there's nothing better than showing a cocksucker what he's made for; At your school you'll love showing your own suck-boy how you want your cock serviced."
I was allowed enough time to drink a coke before I served Zack. It was all good now and I felt a little smug; it was an odd feeling for a cocksucker whose mouth still had a cummy taste to it.
A few weeks later and Zack was off to University; I was back with Gerhard now and of course, naked and docile, just as he liked me.
"Do you see it clearly now boy," Master Gerhard said to me as I licked his feet. "Submissive boys like you were put on this earth to serve powerful men like me and Earl. You know that it's nature's way. We're superior and we actually are doing boys like you a huge favor by letting you serve us."
It was incredibly degrading to hear it stated so explicitly but I knew he was right. I was happy to be performing for him. It was the greatest honor ever bestowed upon me. Well, why not, I'm on my knees again, where I belong, and Gerhard's half soft cock is just beginning to harden now in my mouth. He smiles at me, watching my service intently; he knows I'm now an admitted cockslut who loves worshipping him. My eyes keep watching his reactions and his knowing smirk makes me moan as he says, "I know you love feeling my cock grow in your mouth; it makes a suck-boy feel that he's truly useful."
The cock sucking noises cause Master's dick to enlarge. "Look at you boy, slurping on my cock and loving it." I heard Gerhard say. "You do love it, don't you?"
All I could do was moan around his cock and shake my head yes. The monster in my mouth was getting too big for me to keep solidly in my throat in this position, so slowly but surely, I eased off of it, keeping the head completely surrounded by my wet mouth. I was happy and in my place.
The next day found me again on my knees in the bathroom. Gerhard was shaving while I lightly tongued his cock and balls. He abruptly pulled away and went over to the "special" lounge and laid down. "I'm in the mood to have my ass licked now. It relaxes me. This chair opens me up nicely for a tonguing. "
"Yes, Master, I blurted out."I moved in toward his smooth bubble butt. It smelled warm and good with heavy musty, male body odors. I started licking up and down his ass-crack finishing at his hole. I cleaned it good all around the outside as I concentrated on his wrinkled little rosebud and swabbed it up and down until I had cleaned it as god as from a shower. It tasted like Master Gerhard's big body smelled, clean and strong. I had never experienced so many new experiences so quickly before. My mind was spinning. I felt sad that I finished so quickly. Luckily Gerhard had time and wanted more.
"Get back down there, boy, you're not through yet." Gerhard growled. "Get that tongue in that hole and lick it out good, slave-boy. I really did feel like a slave-boy as I spread his butt cheeks with my hands. I could clearly see his asshole now. "Get that tongue up there now as far as you can." I did as he ordered. I licked between his wide-spread ass cheeks and sunk my tongue into his ass as deep as I could get it. He began to moan and move his butt to fuck my tongue with his ass. I cleaned every bit of his hole and loved it.
What was happening to me? Just a few weeks before I wouldn't have considered doing anything like that to anyone yet here I was cleaning out this man's asshole like it was the most natural thing in the world. I was eating his ass like I was the first pig to the trough. I sucked the big man's hole with pleasure. I guess It was time to stop asking myself stupid questions and let loose whoever was locked up inside me.
Something broke inside me about then, another epiphany perhaps; I realized that I am the person whose tongue is eagerly licking an asshole. I'm a cocksucker, a man-slave, a thing created to be used by this man. I had been taught to lick an asshole, drink up cum and piss like it was the most natural thing on earth. I wanted nothing as much as to obey him and pleasure him in just the way he wanted.
"That's good, slave, you did a good job. My hole hasn't felt that clean in a long time." You're not a bad cocksucker" he said as he patted my head. I was now complete; this is where I belonged.
"Well Son, I'm afraid it's time for your ass-fucking. I usually prefer fucking a cunt but hell, today I just feel like it. Fighting it is only going to make it hurt and feel worse. Just relax boy," he told me in a soft, assertive, voice, as he gently stroked my back, Kind of like you would a pony. "Now try to enjoy it for what it is; another service I require of you. I'll take it nice and easy if you try not to fight it. I've found it important to break a boy's cherry gently and slowly; after that they always want their ass full of man-cock."
I was positioned on my knees, ass up and face in the rug; he let me wait a bit just thining of what was to come. When he thought I was ready, he punched his cockhead thru the mouth of my asshole and just let it sit there as I gasped from the pain. He was stroking gently me and saying, "there, there, boy, take a breath, just relax."
There was little relaxing, it felt like there was a broomstick up my ass. My hole was doing steady spasms as that monster cockhead stretched it out and held it open, God it hurt and so far only the cockhead was in.
I felt him slowly withdraw his cock until only the very tip remained lodged just inside my asshole.
He was waiting until I relaxed my ass a little bit more before he started pushing back in. Each time I seized up, he would stop and wait for me to relax all the while he continued his work with stroking my back and whispering encouragement in my ear, "there, there, boy, take a Breath; just relax" Was his mantra to sooth me. He had told me once that using a boy's ass-cunt for the first time was like breaking a young colt to the saddle; I don't know why that crept into my head but it did.
He rubbed my back and said, "Take it easy now boy, it's not long now. Keep your body straight, that'll make it easier." I then understood that he was not intending to hurt me, not at all: It was just the pain that was necessary to get where we were going. And then the head of his cock popped through the tightness of my opening and I felt a surge of pleasure and relief as the length of his cock finally entered me to its full length.
Once I'd relaxed enough, he established a rhythm, sliding his cock slowly but firmly in and out of my nether hole. Here I was, a once normal man, on my hands and knees in front of this man with his cock shoved up my ass. I could tell that for Gerhard this must be heaven as he pushed his cock all the way back inside my tight ass. Using both hands now to pry my ass cheeks open, he pulled his cock free with a loud plop as my well-used hole closed. He shoved his tool back into me and started banging my ass with a vengeance.
My world had now narrowed to my asshole as it embraced his cock as he sawed in and out; He pushed me forward onto my elbows with each strong stroke. The room was filled with the squishing, squelching sounds of cock alternately filling and retreating from my ass. He was slamming into me for all I was worth; I was finally being fucked.
"I'm going to come inside you now Son, then you're mine; your ass is going to feel empty without my cock from now on. I'm going to shoot it deep inside your ass now, get ready."
After a few more deep thrusts I could feel the warmth of his thick cum invading my asshole. To my surprise, yet another dazzling wave of pleasure pulsated through my rear and up through my back and belly.
I had no idea of the time, I was just lying on the floor when he slid his sweet cock from my asshole. I felt myself remain open, stretched too far to return to normal quickly. It felt cool and open after his monster cock had been in me for so long. I couldn't move right away and just panted on the floor, catching my breath. I heard him moan and roll onto his back and sigh.
"Good job boy, now finish the job; clean my cock up."
I started to go for a towel. "No boy, use your tongue, always lick a man clean; it's a measure of respect that you owe your owner."
His cock had never looked like this. It was so wet and covered with all our fluids. I lowered my head to the head of his cock and began to work my tongue into his cum slit. He was a little startled, he was drained from so much cum leaving him. I didn't mind what I tasted on him. There was just a little blood. It's strange what you taste after a good assfucking. It's a very different taste. I knew that my ass had produced its own lubrication for him just like my mouth hole when I was face fucked. From my ass it's a bit thicker and tasted bitter but it mixed with his strong semen well. I was eager and willing to lick his cock totally clean to show my thanks and the musky taste tweaked my need for humiliation. My ass was his now, I was his; he truly was my Master now.
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