Chapter 3. Justin at home
When Justin got the email, he printed it out and took it to his room and read it three times, then jerked off, thinking of the shy almost hairless boy wrapped in confusion and offering his tender ass for the spanking he needs so badly. He felt such affection for this boy, and that took him by surprise because never before had he felt any affection for the boys and men he enjoyed flogging and listening to their cries as he ravaged their asses made bloody by his lash. He always felt he was giving them what they deserved, he the Punisher, helping them set things right in their own tormented psyches while he was intensely turned on by their need for pain and degradation. He enjoyed his role as much as they enjoyed theirs, and he felt special power when he ordered them to lick him clean of the residue of his sodomy.
But this was different. He could never bloody this boy. This boy needed something else entirely, and he wasn't completely sure at first what this meant for either him or the boy, but was determined to find out. Could he--would he--be gentle and still be satisfied. Dare he attempt to seduce a virgin beginner, no matter how great the boy's incipient need? He certainly knew that those who were the willing victims of his savage treatment had been introduced to the lash by someone somewhere, but he had never given their previous histories much thought. He took them where they were, and they came crawling to him because they could not find many who were courageous and perverted enough to give them what they begged him for.
But, like he thought while stroking himself, this was different. It was the boy's innocence that attracted him as well as the boy's potential to become a truly subjugated sub under his control---and how was it that he realized this. When he spilled his seed this time, he imagined it being deposited between the boy's beautiful ripe lips while he praised the boy for his wiling submission and wanted to stroke his hair and then hold him to himself, and the praise he thought of giving was as intensely satisfying as the agony he caused in the bodies of his former slaves.
What was happening here? Where were these feelings coming from? Why didn't he simply turn his back on this freshman neophyte as someone unworthy of his attention. Why didn't he just tell the kid to go get a few years' experience and then return, craving degradation and intense punishment like so many others who had been under his control?
Again, the words rang in his mind: this is different. And the thought made him smile as he cleaned himself off and decided that he would not have another orgasm until this cute innocent little fag milked it from him as an act of devotion. Justin had never turned from something simply because it was something he had never experienced before. He wasn't about to turn from it now. But first, he decided, he was going to seek some input. He decided to share the email with his two best friends, the men who shared his house with him, Lou and Andy.
As they ate supper that night, he told them a bit about this unusual encounter and they were keenly interested, mainly because they had never heard him speak this way about any potential sexual partner. They knew what he was like. They had both experienced being served by his well-whipped slaves sent to their rooms once he was done with them. In fact, Andy had taken a liking to one of the men sent to service him; he had cleansed his wounds and listened to his story and offered him the affection which the Master refused to bestow. They began dating and had a good time together, and Andy enjoyed the fellow's well-honed submissiveness in bed, but was unable to provide the intense pain the young man craved so desperately and was slightly heartbroken when one night after making love, the fellow offered his apologies as he left his room naked and crawled down the stairs to Justin's sound-proofed dungeon to beg for what Andy was unwilling to give him. Andy gathered up the poor guy's clothing and left it at the door to Justin's chamber and decided that he would never again pursue anything with anyone who was Justin's damaged goods in the future, and asked Justin never again to send anyone to his room after he was finished doing what he wanted to do with him. Wise decision.
Lou, however, was just as much a Dom as Justin, but not nearly as much into pain for his subs. Nonetheless, he was always happy to provide aftercare for Justin's boys and to continue the humiliation and training in his own ways. He had managed to "convert" several of Justin's cast-offs to his own methods, but never hesitated to send one of his subs to Justin for punishment if he felt it was needed. It should also be said that Justin quickly tired of the "slaves" he worked with, never finding anyone he was truly interested in building a regular relationship with any of them. I guess it could be said that he was still searching for that one perfect subject he would truly want to own as his property and his slave.
And so, that is the background of Justin's friends and because of this information, you could well understand why they were rather surprised by the things Justin was telling them. And even more surprised when Justin read the email that Brandon had sent him.
Andy spoke first. "My goodness, Justin, this kid sounds like a real lamb. You could easily destroy him with just a flick of your whip-wielding fist."
"I know," Justin answered. "I'm surprised at my own reaction to this kid and even more surprised once I read his email. This kid is so far out of my league that I don't understand why I am so interested."
"Maybe that's what you`ve needed all this time," posits Lou. "A lamb to soften you up. Someone you could hold in your arms, someone who would just collapse into you. Have you ever held a real lamb in your arms, buddy?"
"Never."
Andy gets an idea. "Why don't we take a ride over to that petting zoo and let you pick one up. It might help you understand what I'm getting at."
"Hey, I'm game," says Justin. "Anything that might help me make some sense out of why I'm reacting to this kid the way I am."
Lou speaks up. "Justin, you're going to have to go through your rooms and take out most of your toys and equipment, and make damn sure you have the door to your `dungeon' locked up tight. If this boy ever got a look at what you usually like to play with, he'll be out the door before you could even tell him to take his clothes off."
"Already working on it, dude," Justin answers. "And as far as taking his clothes off, I have an idea for when he comes here."
"Really thinking about this, aren't you," asks Andy. "So what's your idea?"
"Well, according to the email he sent me, it seems to me that the best way to turn him on will be to have him naked right away, and I was thinking, . . . . maybe I'll have him come over on Friday night and we'll have a pizza supper and I'll see if I can get him to stay naked in front of you two as well. At least suggest it would be good for him."
"Sounds hot to me," says Lou. "Besides, I'd like to get a look at an almost hairless 18-year-old who will probably have a hardon if you can get him to be stripped in front of us as well."
"And maybe even have him answer the door to get the pizza when it's delivered," adds Andy. "That is, if you think you can get him that far along the first night he's here."
"I don't know what to think, to tell the truth," says Justin. "But it's worth a try."
"Baby brother, you have got to go slow with this punk," says Lou, who happens to be a year older than Justin and never lets him forget it. "I'm not even sure you know how to do that any more."
"Neither am I," adds Andy.
"Hey thanks guys, for all the encouragement" Justin says sarcastically.
"We fucking know you, dude," says Lou. "How many times have I had to bring down someone you sent into sub space so deeply that they didn't know how to think any more? And cover with aloe ointment."
"Sure, Lou, but let's face it: you always benefit from taking care of my used merchandise," answers Justin.
"Merchandise. So typical of the way you've started to think about your victims," remarks Andy. "This boy is a child on the edge of manhood and is filled with heart and innocence and I wouldn't be surprised if he puts baby powder on after a shower. This isn't someone you could sell to a sex trafficker, man."
Justin gets annoyed. "Don't talk like that, Andy. Not something we should ever joke about. That's awful stuff. And I hear what you're saying. AND I don't think I'd mind at all if I smell baby powder on the boy after he strips down for me. In fact, maybe I'll suggest it to him."
"So you're thinking about Friday night. This is only Monday. Will it give you enough time to test him out a bit and find out just how far you might be able to take him before you get yourself involved in something that you won't be able to deal with for more than just a couple hours. You realize you could have the power to break this boy's heart to say nothing of his mind." Andy thinks out aloud.
"My plan is to wait until Wednesday and then send him an answer and make a couple suggestions. That way I have some time to think about this some more."
Lou points out that "you could simply not answer his email, Justin. Save him the agony that might come along with getting involved with you."
"Don't think I didn't already think of that," remarks Justin soberly. "But anyway, guys, thanks for your input. Appreciated as always."
"that's what we're here for, dude," answers Lou. "Just please be careful. Not only with this Brandon character, but with yourself as well. When is the last time you felt any true affection for another guy?"
Justin has to think. "Junior year of high school. One of the guys on my track team. We got to be friendly and I really began thinking about making a move. Until I found out how homophobic he was. Actually kind of broke my heart. That's when I decided that if I was going to play, it would be nothing but play. And I never went back on that decision, until . . ."
"Until Sunday night in that bathroom, I reckon," says Andy. "We're behind you, buddy, all the way. And when you finally bring him upstairs for supper we won't be disappointed if he still has his clothes on. Don't push the issue too quickly. There could always be another time."
"I hear you, dude. Thanks for the input. I'm gonna need your guys to keep me sane through all this."
"Not a problem, Justin. You know that. Just think good and hard before you answer the boy's mail."
And with that, they do the dishes and head off to their rooms to hit the books. Justin, however, has trouble concentrating and so begins to think about how to approach his answer to Brandon. Wednesday, he reminds himself. Not until then.
Justin's Reply
Hello, Brandon, and thank you for your informative email. I'm glad I'm dealing with someone who knows how to use the English language correctly. All I can say is something I hope you'll be hearing me say often: "Good boy!"
Yes, I see you as a boy and that's why I decided to call you "sweet boy." (Notice that your name is not capitalized. This is to demonstrate your inferiority compared to me.)
Yes, you are a boy in my eyes, always lesser than me, and from what you wrote to me I think it suits you well and will help you become more malleable (a big word: look it up if you don't know what it means, boy) for me. You told me you liked the way I spoke to you. I'm glad, because that's the way I feel about you. A boy I might well come to care for if you are able to provide me with the satisfaction I need and require from those who serve me.
Yes, you read it correctly. Serve me. That's what your role in this relationship is. I am the Dom; you are the sub. I set the pace and the rules. You serve and obey. If for any reason the things I'm writing to you turn you off, just stop reading and have the courtesy to simply send me a message that says "no thanks." But I think I'm reading you correctly, especially after reading your email.
You spoke about blowing your best friend Gary and him treating you somewhat like a sub. I want to know more about that. What the friendship was like. Why it ended up that you were serving his dick. And all the rest. I expect the full story from you soon in a separate email. Practice your creative writing. Too bad you'll be writing something that you can't hand in to your English professor.
I am pleased to note that you are used to sucking cock without getting the same in return. That's the way it almost always will be with you and me, boy.
About being naked: I'm glad you revealed to me how you felt about it. It is good for a boy like you to be naked as much as possible and especially good when others around you are completely dressed. There is an abbreviation about that in case you didn't know: CMNM. "Clothed man, naked man" Too bad it isn't "clothed man naked boy" but I guess that would be offensive to some and they might get the wrong idea that the one being called "boy" is actually a minor. In my eyes, no matter how old you get, if you still know me, you will always be "sweet boy" to me. That's the way I like it. I will use other words as well from time to time, but this is enough to begin with. I'm interested in knowing the names Gary used to call you while you were sucking his cock. I'd also like to know if you are still friends after he realized you are gay and experienced your poor quality blow jobs. Of course, he didn't know any better since it was his first time getting sucked.
Speaking of that: keep practicing with your fingers. When I invite you here I expect to feel a significant difference the very first time you put my cock in your mouth. If not, some further discipline may be required. Spanking to begin with.
You say you're not sure about pain yet. This is important for you to make up your mind, because I am all about pain and believe it is important for a boy like you to receive from a man like me. By the way, I am two years older than you, a junior at the U.
Back to naked. I have two roommates who are close friends and have been for a long time. We each have completely separate quarters in my home, including bathrooms and showers. My quarters are in the basement and are sound-proofed. This might become important if you respond to spankings by crying out.
You noted that I "backed off" after working your nipple. That is because I realized I had gone beyond what you could tolerate. This is called a "limit." I am pretty good at understanding where a boy's limits are and never go beyond unless by prior agreement that I am going to push the limit. In the beginning, I won't want to do that with you. It is important I understand where your tolerances are so I can work with them. And, by the way, never be a hero with me. If something hurts you and you want to moan or groan or even cry out, then do so. I enjoy hearing your responses and I also need to know where you are at all the time. So don't be scared about pain. If we find out it doesn't work for you at all, then we will know that we should not be sexual with one another and we can part ways amicably. But I suspect that you are far more curious about this, and even a bit turned on by the prospect that I actually might cause you to cry out. Think about this if you decide to accept the invitation I am going to offer you.
About the invitation: It is for Friday night. You will be here at 6 pm promptly. I will send the address on Thursday. If you do not have a car here on campus and can't get a ride, take an Uber and I will reimburse you. I will also take care of getting you safely home again after we are through.
We will be having pizza for supper on Friday along with my roommates, who are interested in getting to meet you. I've told then about you and they are really curious about me having the patience to work with someone who is practically a virgin. Usually I prefer to play with men who are a lot more experienced than you, but for some reason I am quite interested in being with a boy like you who is basically a "blank slate," whom I can train as I would like. Slowly but surely. Nothing rushed or forced. So relax about this, please.
When you get here, by the way, I will bring you downstairs to my rooms and as soon as you enter the room and close the door behind you, I expect you to strip completely naked. This will please me and will help you understand even more fully the difference between your role and my role. And speaking of naked, I am going to make a suggestion for you to think about: once you get comfortable being naked around me, I want you to think about expanding this a bit more and remaining naked all the time you are here, even in the presence of my two roommates. It will be good for you, I promise. Again, it is another way for you to begin to discover what truly turns you on and what you do not care to experience. They are very much used to seeing naked men with me. It is usually the rule that one of my submissives is always naked here in this home. I am being patient with you and giving you a chance to think about it in advance in order to prepare yourself to display yourself to my friends who, by the way, are also Doms like me and who also often have naked subs around the house. Quite a bit different than being naked in the showers with classmates, I know. I am being honest with you here: I think it will be good for you. I think it will help you understand more about what you're made of and how you "tick," if you know what I mean.
On that count, I also want you to understand that if I am training a boy who lives in one of the dorms at U, I make it a rule that the boy always be naked in his own dorm room. However, since your roommate is obviously straight and a "nerd" to use your own language, I am not planning on requiring you to be naked in the room. However, if you make it past this weekend with me, I am going to pull a few strings to see about getting you a better roommate. Someone who might be okay with your being naked in the room. I'll be checking around to see if we can find a suitable person. It is very easy for upperclassmen like myself to arrange room changes, so this is nothing out of the ordinary.
Anyway, think more about this. I described your body to my roomates, especially that you are practically bare with little body hair, and they are interested in seeing what you look like as a naked boy under my direction. Your nakedness in front of them will definitely have sexual overtones, although neither of them would ever dare touch you in any way, but I think you will manage to understand what I'm getting at. By being naked for them to view, you are demonstrating that you are interested in becoming my "sub" and being trained (and disciplined) by me. All things for you to think about.
I am particularly pleased that you told me what you thought about when you jerked off the other night. It says a lot. And, by the way, I want you to always tell me what you think about when you jerk off. It will help me get more into your head. I am not placing any limit on how much you do it, by the way. Eventually that will change. If you truly decide you want to be my sub, then that means you will give up some of your control over your dick and I will make decisions about masturbation as far as you are concerned. But it is much too early to worry about that so soon.
You told me you were a good boy for your parents. I got that impression from you the other night. Despite how strange the entire scene was, you were indeed a good boy, and I expect the same behavior from you when you are with me again. Punishment is a good way to insure your proper behavior. It is a great motivator in addition to being humiliating. When a sub is punished for something, he rarely makes the same mistake again.
I'm sorry to hear that your Dad died when you were so young. That must have been really painful for you to have to grow up without your father's guidance and love as you moved through puberty and high school. It isn't unusual for boys whose fathers die when they are young to seek out males who could be substitutes for what was lacking, and particularly for sub boys to seek Doms they can look up to and trust. I hope to become that type of Dom for you, Brandon.
Here is something you said that I want to comment on: I guess if you're the trainer you'd have to be the one making most of the decisions. I just hope that you don't do anything that would end up scaring me away.
My comment: you are absolutely correct that I'd be the one making most decisions, so get used to it. As far as scaring you away, I will be very careful not to do that because I think you and I can have a very good time together and maybe even something that becomes quite meaningful and satisfying for you.
About Nifty: I'm going to make a rule here. I do not want you to spend time on Nifty anymore unless there is a specific story that I think would benefit you. I'm glad you've already realized that so much on Nifty is unrealistic crap. Most porn, by the way, is unrealistic crap. ESPECIALLY bdsm porn! That is the kind of stuff that can scare a delicate boy like you away very quickly. Avoid it. Let me know if you ever watch bdsm videos. If you don't, then don't start. I suspect you haven't, because they would definitely scare the daylights out of you, and I don't think you'd be willing to try all this with me if that is the idea in your head of what this is all about. So: no Nifty unless I tell you what to read. And no bdsm videos. If you have a problem with this instruction, let me know and we'll work out something. Perhaps I'll just pick out some things that you can watch with me. That might be fun, and that way I can make sure it won't be anything that would frighten you or give you the wrong ideas about something. Understand, boy?
You said: I'm glad you seemed to be enjoying yourself even though you were dealing with a nerdy virgin beginner boy who doesn't really know which end is up.
Yes, I am enjoying myself and intend to continue enjoying myself. My roommates are shocked that I am taking interest in a nerdy virgin beginner boy who really doesn't know which end is up. This is not my usual style and I am kind of surprised myself that I'm enjoying it so much. Usually I am a Master for hard-core slaves. That is why they are so surprised along with me. But there is something about you, Brandon, just something about you.
And as far as not knowing which end is up, don't sell yourself short. You may be inexperienced, but you have a natural intelligence about things which I find I admire. I suspected that when we were together the other night, and after reading your email, now I am convinced that is true. You are most definitely worth my time. Please take that to heart.
As far as finding action somewhere else, I just want you to know that if you get involved in being a sub, you will find most "action" becoming rather boring. That's just the breaks. Of course, at this point in time I have no objection to you going around finding guys to suck off. You need all the practice you can get. However, it think it would be good for you to STOP getting yourself off when you engage in such activities. I have no problem with you masturbating alone. But please get used to acting like a sub even if the guys you blow aren't Doms. Serve them as best you can but then don't accept or ask for any reciprocation.
I hope this doesn't shock you, but you are most definitely NOT going to cum when you are here on Friday night. Only one cock will be important, and I think you can guess which cock it is. Did you get to cum when you used to blow your friend Gary? Probably did. I want to know about it.
About my pubes: yes, they are all bright red as well as the hair on my legs and the little bit of hair on my chest. And be assured that if you are a good boy, I will make sure that you have a chance to bury your face in my pubes as well as in my armpits. I will not put on any deodorant on Friday so that there is a bit of a smell for you to enjoy when I order you to bury your face in my pits on Friday. (Why don't you jerk off about that?)
Make sure you shower shortly before arriving here on Friday. I want you clean as a whistle and smelling sweet. Put on some baby powder if you don't already use it. My roommates gave me that idea. One of them said he bets you DO use baby powder, sweet boy.
I will buy some special soap I will want you to use from now on. Until then, please use something that smells nice, and NOT ivory soap or that crap they supply you with in the dorm showers.
Thank you giving me your phone number without my asking. Mine is xxx-xxxx. I might text you from time to time, but I'm not making any promises at the moment. I much rather we keep emailing each other for a while. Do not text me on your own UNLESS now get this! if for any reason your find yourself in some distress or if anyone gives you a hard time about anything at all, please do text me. As your Dom (or Dom-to-be) I am very protective and am already assuming the responsibility for making sure that you are always safe and happy.
One more thing before I close this email. I simply want you to realize just how much influence and even control I am already exerting over your life. Your life the way you knew it is now over, unless you decide to walk away from possibilities with me, which is always your right.
Keep all this in mind. Study this email carefully. I expect a reply soon, but don't take time away from your school work to do so. If you have a lot of work, fine, just send a quick note telling you're busy.
Now picture me giving you a nice hug and rubbing circles on your back, brandon. You are a good boy.
Justin
END OF CHAPTER THREE
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