Sunny Holland
Chaim
(Also known as bChaim)
bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk
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(M/t, 1st, oral, anal, BD, Bond, Disc, Ds, s/m, Humil, Spank)
This story is told to me and partly written by my little gay brother... in some e mails. I call him here `Ido', which is not his real name. Dreams can become real my little friend!
For those who know my story, "Playing Wild West" the next parts are coming, don't worry!
This story is for Bjorn! A great blond hunk living in the South of the Netherlands (EC).
and (of course) Ido, my `little gay brother'.
I hope this is a good little gift to you both. (M)
Sunny Holland.
"What was that you said, little friend?"
The strong muscular dark-blond man leaned close to against the bar, his mouth to his ear,
"What did you say you wanted?"
"I want to be trained," Ido stammered, reaching for his Light Coke, uncertain now.
Ido met him, his new strong Internet friend in a chat room. His friend's `name' is "S...Master". They met at a chat channel for adults and teens on a Sunday morning. After some time Ido sent him his picture with his nearly shaved head. Well it was not a bad picture. It was taken after a shower on his bunk at his last school camp.
"S...Master" must worked out a lot, you could see that. Ido saw his very nice pictures, his huge frame, large cock and great chest. First his new friend sent him one picture by mail and after a long chat that Sunday morning, Master gave his web site address and his password. Ido loved his pics!
He looked very powerful and Dutch. He told Ido he liked to `work out' with teens Ido's age. No love, just a good hard fuck using his tight ass. Master warned him not to fall in love.
Master likes to take young tight asses, very hard and he needs no second time with his boys.
Ido dreamed away that Sunday and got hooked up. He was ready, he wanted to give his ass to this Master.
Doing it, to be fucked in the back of his Master his car... Master taking his tight boy ass very hard...
Just a hell of a chat!
Before noon Ido stroked his young cock. Dropped his sweatpants and he moved his white boxers under his balls. He had formed his thumb and forefinger into a loose circle which he was steadily moving up and down just over the swollen rim of his cock-head. His fingers gliding in the thick film of pre cum which with his intense teasing was milking from his rock hard cock. His other hand was engaged in lightly tickling his full teen balls. He was so horny this morning!
He began to roll the head of his cock between his fingers, using the stroke Ido learned years ago from his older brother Michael. He knew this would be so hot!
Watching the pictures of his Master, his wide chest, his huge cock and great balls.
"Please Master, take my little ass!"
Ido grunted and exploded in an heavy orgasm.
He watched his balls tighten against his nearly smooth body as he stroked his throbbing teen cock, feeling the firm hardness. Ido began gasping,
"Oh man! Please, take me!"
with each twist, and he knew it. Ido's teen body shook and the hot sensations of a great orgasm were reaching him.
His teen cock was overflowing with his cum, and his hot cum ran over his hands... spurted around and Ido ended up with a cum covered belly.
Ido lives in Holland, close to Amsterdam in a village called Breukelen. Ido lives', stays in the rebuild garage, an annex to the house of his parents. His room is big and also turned into a little private gym. It is a little room with his twin bed, a huge mirror (which Ido used also for his collection of private pictures) and a nice work out station'.
Ido likes to shave his head like a real Skin, wearing sneakers and the required shirts. Being 19 his teen body is strong but young. Muscles are showing on his already impressive chest.
After two weeks of deep silence, they chat again. Master invited Ido and they met in a nearby university town called Utrecht. Ido took a train that late Saturday afternoon and went to the given pub, `Hard Body'.
Ido saw his Master sitting at the bar. He offered his wet hand and sat next to Master.
The pub was not crowed yet. Master moved his strong hand over his T shirt feeling the little teen nipples, just rubbing them.
Ido gasped.
"What was that you said, little friend?"
The strong muscular dark-blond man leaned close to against the bar, his mouth to his ear,
"What did you say you wanted?"
"I want to be trained, to be your boy," Ido stammered, reaching for his Light Coke, uncertain now.
"You want to be trained... get fucked, used that sounds good to me, my little boy."
Master knew his words were cruel and humiliating to his new little friend. He grabbed Ido's wrists and held them tight behind his back. The kid couldn't take his eyes from his strong body. The hand on Ido's wrists tightened and Master whispered to Ido,
"You are really cute, you address me as Sir, if we play, here in real life and on Internet. You will be my little young boy. You will get it all the way."
"Yes, Sir!"
His powerful grip on Ido's wrists was loosing a bit, but this iron grip still firmly holding him as a real captive. Ido felt so little and remembered in a flash what his brother told him. This was his dream, his thing, he relaxed and his muscles gave in.
His powerful Master grinned, he was enjoying himself very much,
"Good boy, relax!"
Master's grip on his wrists tightened and hit hurt a bit.
Ido was still frightened by this sudden move on him, but his teen cock was rock hard, pressing painfully against his tight blue jeans.
Man this was weird. He got hard in public, which was a strange and hot moment!
None of the other man and teens in the pub seemed to notice. Punk music, a heavy beat throbbed in the place, a deep drum met his ears, nobody paid real attention.
Ido looked up at this tall handsome blond hunk grinning at him, the man who hold him firm. He was here at his own will and his Master's willing captive. Fears hit him, this was so new. This will be it.
Master whispered in his ear,
"I will fucking train you good, real good, my little friend. I have my car with me and will take you to my place..."
--a deep silence--
Ido smelled the manly sweat of his strong body.
"I bring you home. A place fixed up for little boys like you! Come on, my boy, move your little boy ass!"
Master steered Ido through the bodies of the dark pub, shoved his willing teen body to the door. They just walked off. Ido noticed his Master's grey car after a short walk. Ido noticed how the car smelled, it smelled great, a mingle of sweat and leather.
Ido was just put on the second chair. Master tied his wrist behind his back with a leather rope. Ido accepted this without protests.
Master pressed his back to the seat with a single move on his chest and just started the car.
"Don't fight it, boy! You need this, now."
Ido didn't even thought of fighting them. They drove South, out of town. They moved to the highway direction Eindhoven. Neither said anything. Ido was frightened and his teen cock throbbed, spreading a dark blue stain where his pre-cum oozed under his jeans. He felt good but also ashamed. Looking down he saw between his stretched legs, the growing wet spot. Sweat was running from his pits onto the sides of his body.
Ido closed his eyes and smelled his own sweat. He felt his bound wrist pressing uncomfortable in his back. He wondered, Why am I doing this?
Ido felt strange as the drove past Den Bosch. Why do I want to be his boy, his slave?
The car stopped in front of an old building. Master opened the door and shoved him inside. It was warm inside and they climbed the stairs. Ido was pushed ahead with his arms still painfully wrenched behind him.
Ido didn't panic, he felt weird but good. Strange enough he loved every moment, feeling the force of his Master behind him. He suspected and hoped, he was about to find exactly what he had been looking for. Master unlocked another door and shoved Ido into a well equipped playroom. The walls were covered with huge mirrors. Ido was surrounded with reflections of himself and his strong Master.
In the center of the room was a low table and a sawhorse.
Ido's teen cock oozed plenty of pre-cum when his eager eyes saw the leather ropes and chains and many other devices to be used on his body. He just stood there and dropped his eyes. Just a teen boy, sneakers, blue jeans with a embarrassing wet spot, a tight white T shirt.
Master watched the boy and unfastened his wrists.
"Okay, kid, strip for me!"
The stud Master Bjorn stood back and stared at Ido, who hesitated for a moment. He began to strip his white T shirt, unfastening his blue jeans, took his sneakers and white socks a revealing his sweaty, muscular, youthful body.
Ido's jeans dropped to the wooden floor and he stood there in front of his new Master in his white CK boxers. A wet big spot of pre-cum was clearly visible on the cotton.
"Good boy! You have a nice little body!"
Master walked up and slowly circled around Ido, who stood nearly nude and very exposed in the center of this warm play room. Master smiled,
"I am Master Bjorn to you, just Sir is enough for you, kid."
Ido said nothing, but he managed to give a slight nod. He looked up at his Master's crotch and he noticed how large the blue jeans were beginning to tent.
Master Bjorn, really looked like a Swedish God. He was tall, muscular with half long dark-blond hair and a handsome face.
Ido dreamed away for a second to the pictures he saw on Internet of this handsome hunk. He admired Master's large cock, now hidden behind the raw denim of his jeans.
I am just his plaything. But why?
The thought crossed Ido's mind again. Why I am not just at home with some buddies. Why do I want to take his orders, want to find love in pain and his humiliations?
Ido forgot his thoughts as his Master's hand went through the air and whacked his still covered ass.
"Ow!!"
Odo yelped as the string spread through his butt. Again the powerful hand slapped his ass.
"Ah!!"
"Strip naked, kid!"
Ido didn't hesitated this time and lowered his damp underwear, exposing his hard cock and white pale cheeks to his Master.
Master slaps his now naked ass cheeks again, nearly playfully. Just a warm glow went over his ass.
"Beg me for it!"
His Master commanded, his hand raised to strike again.
Ido gave in and nearly shouted,
"Hit me, Sir! Please hit me, hard, if you wish, Sir!"
"You just asked for it!"
Master said with a grin and pounced on Ido, grappling him to the wooden floor. He held Ido's torso firmly in place as slammed his strong hand across his new found slave's ass. This teen boy was so good!
"Take it, my little baby boy, take my hand on your tender skin, take it!"
"Yes, Sir!"
Ido whispered and accepted. Master Bjorn took his time, slapping the hell out of him. Strong slaps on his marble white skin, leaving some beautiful red imprints on Ido's little teen ass. Master reached around and found Ido's little pink nipples, grabbing them between his strong fingers and twisting them. Ido grunted in pain and took it.
"Ah, please, Master, please..."
Ido moaned and he knew, by instinct, he has to shut up. Just to follow the rules without begging or complaining.
"Get up, my little shit!"
Ido raised to his knees and got up slowly. He stood there, naked and totally exposed, open to his Master. Silently he hoped his dripping teen cock went limp, no such thing happened. Standing there he could see in the huge mirrors his rock hard teen cock was still hard and dripping.
Master ordered,
"Get over to the sawhorse!"
Ido's legs were trembling but he walked over following his leaking cock.
"Now, straddle it!"
Ido obeyed, his balls pressed flat against the wood, his hard cock sticking straight up in the air, his hands gripping his tense legs.
"Got a little piece of teen cock there..."
Master said, stroking Ido's throbbing cock. Taking it like an handle and using it like a toy. Ido's groaned and his pre-cum spayed around. Hot little drops on his naked skin.
"Well, wondered what you would have and I am very disappointed. It is nothing compared to the equipment I have. It is just a little teen cock, just a boy's penis. Your tight little ass hole has to be much better to compensate this. You will be 19... you look 16. Just a little teen boy."
Ido felt hurt and humiliated by his Master's words. He was always proud about the size of his teen cock. His buddies loved to see it and now his Master made it feel like it's real nothing. A little tear of hurt proud ran over his red cheek.
Master walked away and he enjoyed the impact of his words. He returned with a length of rope and some leather strips. Feeling his rock hard cock he went to the kid. He unfastened his blue jeans and they burst open from the intense pressure between his strong legs.
Ido's eyes widened at the smell and sight of Master's huge cock, just some inches from his face. Master asked his boy,
"Like a real cock? My big manly cock, my little slave kid?"
He forced his huge cock into Ido's face. Ido admired it for a second and began to suck and slurp on the huge tool of his Master. He felt the cock slide down his throat. Again a memory flashed through his mind. He dreamed about this moment the moment he saw Master's huge large long cock on his web site. A thrill hit his spine.
As Ido sucked Master's cock, Bjorn tied his ankles to the back legs of the sawhorse. Ido felt the rope pull his legs backwards and he fight his bonds in reflex. The pressure forced him to lean forward into Master's crotch. Master admired his work and wrapped the rope around Ido's wrists and pulled the kids arms above his head. He admired the wet sweaty teen hairs in the boy's pits.
Master slammed his cock in and out of Ido's open mouth, causing his strong teen sucker to gag.
Next a wide leather strap was placed across the kid's belly, just above his rock hard dripping teen cock. Master played with Ido and pulled it up and back, lifting Ido's hips from the sawhorse. With his ankles tied behind him and his hands tied above his head he felt just a little slave boy.
Master delivered a hard slap to his captive ass, leaving a wide red mark. Ido felt his balls were being wrapped with a leather rope, tied to the sawhorse. It was a little bit painful and made him real immobile. He was stuck!
"Suck a real cock, suck my big cock, kid!"
Master groaned, slamming his cocking and out Ido's face. He took Ido's little nipples and he put great pressure on them. Using he fingers he took them real hard!
Ido's reaction to this new and painful feeling was enormous...
Bound to the sawhorse he started to fight his bonds to get rid of the pain. Somewhere in his mind he was sure not to bite his Master's cock.
"Ah, ah, ahhhhh!"
Ido grunted and he wondered why he took this all. He saw his own red and sweat covered body in the large mirrors and he cried out,
"Please!"
"Kid, that's the real thing, remember that! I told you a lot of times during our chats. You wanted to be a slave boy. Remember? Want to be fucked hard, kid? This is just the beginning."
Slowly Ido took the pain and the onslaught on his little sensitive nipples.
Master played with them and left his open mouth. He positioned the head of his throbbing cock at Ido's tight ass hole.
Master said to Ido,
"I need your little boy ass. Remember I told you I wanted to fuck your tight ass in my car? We described it to each other. I know you stroked your cock dreaming about it. Well, kid, I will fuck you now for real, good and very hard. There is no way back..."
Master started to probe his little tight ass hole gently and then sliding his huge tool deep inside.
With one big move of his strong hips Master took his kid.
Ido moaned as his Master took him. He felt the sharp pain at his wide stretched ass lips. He couldn't move away and was completely at his mercy. Ido cried out and cursed and yelled...
"Oh, Master, Ah, please!"
Slowly, Master took his hips with his hands and thrusting in and out. Slapping Ido with his hands, making the tender flesh burning, painfully red and hot.
Master shoved his huge tool deep into Ido's ass... taking him all the way. His boy cock was a fountain of pre-cum.
Master really rammed his cock home, moaning and holding onto Ido's hips, shouting,
"Kid, take it, I'm going to cum!"
"Yes, Little tight kid, I will flood your ass all the way!"
He rammed his rock hard cock into the softness of the bound boy, harder and faster, into explosions of manly cum. Deep inside the trembling teen.
Filling Ido with his hot white sperm. Spurt after spurt his thick cum hit the bottom of Ido's bowels. His climax slowly subsided.
Master's eyes were glazed and he looked down. This was good!
Ido's eyes were closed his eyes and the kid murmured
"Oh Master, fuck your boy, thanks Master... Sir!"
"You need a little reward, kid! I will jerk you off and give your little balls a great time."
Master reached for Ido's cock and stroked his hard on, pinching his sensitive nipples with his other hand. He yanked them hard with his fingers. Taking his time to smear the pre-cum over the kid's cock head. Ido grunted and did fight his bonds. Master looked down and knew this boy was a hot thing.
"Good kid, fight it...!"
Ido was crazy with lust.
He was being jerked off and his tits were being worked on so good!
It took Ido only some minutes to bring him to the point of no return. He accepted Master, the rough attention and his bound status. He groaned and trembled...
Ido let out a deep groan, and held his breath as he arched his back and he tried to raise his butt. He went into spasms as his white stuff spurt out of his pulsing teen cock and onto his smooth stomach and chest.
Ido groaned as Master continued to milk his now slippery little teen member as the spurts
continued. All his power was gone and his load landed all the way over his teen body the sawhorse and the wooden floor.
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