"The alex series" book 2: Sweet Subjugation
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Chapter 68. Conversations
The door opens as soon as they pull up and a smiling Barry comes out greet them. He gives brandon a really special hug and it makes brandon feel very good. Justin greets him with a handshake, trying to set a precedent here that hugs belong in the family. He will bet that Barry gets the message. Their relationship is professional, in a sense, since Barry knows everything that is going on, and it's obvious that Barry is really fond of brandon, almost feeling like a doting step-father already. This is intense, actually. In a sense, both Barry and Justin claim a part of brandon, although the main part is Justin's and Barry completely understands that as well.
brandon runs right into the house, falling right into his "boy at home" role, and lands in his mother's arms in the kitchen. This gives Barry a chance to speak quietly with Justin. "Sheila knows a lot more than we might assume, and she frequently mentions brandon's submissive nature. She is even open to the possibility that he might also be a sexual submissive—her words!"
"That's wonderful, Barry. It certainly eases any tension for me, but we have to make sure brandon understands that. And so, let's put our heads together: which one of us should speak to the boi about it?"
"Justin, I think that as his Master (and never use that word around Sheila), in all seriousness, you are the one who gets to decide how much you want him to know. That's essential here in my opinion."
"Wow! You really understands what's going on so deeply, and that continues to amaze me even though I understand about Kurt—that's your brother's name, right?"
"Yes, Justin, and this is really fitting nicely, isn't it? Kurt is a little older than you and openly lives the same role as you. Of course, in San Francisco, that's just the way things are. And I was even going to call him, but then I realized that I knew exactly how he would feel about this. So it's your call for him. He's yours."
"My head is spinning about this conversation. This whole situation is amazing. Providential, even. It's worked out that we've all been given a role in the boi's life. brandon speaks so often of how he feels that his Dad is looking out for him and sent me to him."
"Barry laughs. Sheila says exactly the same thing about me. That's no surprise. She raised him and formed him out of love. And that's what you're doing from now on. Helping form him and helping him thrive in the way that makes him happiest."
"You know, Barry, I wish you could get your brother to spread that way of looking at things to Doms and Masters all over and I'll do the same thing here. That would be such a gift, especially to young gay boys who quite often getting their hearts broken or their self-esteem hurt."
"nice. but right now, Justin, I think we should go join the others."
Justin agrees and they head into the kitchen. Sheila is just tinkering with things a bit and brandon is sitting near her at the table and they're talking. Just like they've always done since he could talk. He smiles at Barry and then goes to give Mom a big hug and she kisses his cheek and tells him how happy she is that he could "bring brandon here for so many days." (Yeah, sure, she's got the whole picture figured out as well. Look at the she said: that he could bring brandon. Not "that you were able to come with brandon his visit here")
"He needs the time here. Out from underneath campus life. And also time for the two of us to spend more time together because we don't get much back there. Just the weekends usually or maybe another day here or there. He's got his freshman boy life things to do as well. And I have my studies that are very demanding." And suddenly Justin thinks he's talking too much.
Barry rescues him. "Sheila, isn't there anything the three of us could do to help you right now?"
"Well, let the boys go inside and you can help me get things on the table."
"Great idea." And Justin takes brandon by the hand and leads him into the dining room. Justin asks him, "Am I talking too much?" brandon answers, "not for me, Sir, but I feel like . . . . like you didn't realize that she wasn't following you any longer. She was thinking how cute you are, trying to not act as if you're in control." And he ducks. Brandon messes up his hair even worse and even pulls it a bit to make brandon lower his head like a good slave. Reminders like this are good.
"How do you know that?"
"Because it was almost the same way with Gary but she didn't like that he was so in charge, but for some reason she likes it because it's you and not some asshole."
"You mean she likes it that I'm in charge?"
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Go ask her when you get a minute with her. Seriously. She'll give you good answers too."
And with that, Sheila and Barry come in to put things on the table and then go back for more. "Yeah, she really likes You," brandon whispers to Justin.
The food is wonderful. The conversation was light and filled with laughter. Over nothing. The whole meal. Justin raved about the food; brandon was happy that J liked it. brandon thanked his mom, and so did Barry. After all was done and they were sitting back after coffee and pie, Barry says, "I have an idea. We all want to get to talk to one another and Mom and Justin haven't had a chance yet. I propose that brandon and I clean up and you two can go into the sitting room and chat each other up."
"Wonderful idea!" Justin settles it. He and Mom go into the other room arm in arm.
Again Justin praises the food, but then he gets serious. "Mom, I know that I have a strong tendency to be a take-charge person. Brandon said that you liked that in me even though you didn't like it in Gary. May I ask why you like it?
"Several reasons, sweetheart. Now let me think . . . Well, I'll start with brandon. He is so very submissive and I hate it sometimes " a tear get in her eye and she blotted it . . I hate it because I've always been so afraid that someone would really feed on that and not for his good but for their own good. And that's how I felt about the way he let Gary run things. Because Gary was just taking what he wanted without any thought to what was good for brandon. And brandon doesn't know this but I knew that Gary was taking advantage of brandon . . um. . . in the bedroom. I might be sweet, Justin, but I'm no dummy." They both laugh a bit to break the tension and then got right back to it. She says, "where was I? . . . Oh yes, now I'm not worried or afraid for him. Not since he met you. Almost from the first time he mentioned you, I knew it would be a good thing and I prayed and prayed about it, and it's good with you. He's good with you."
"He's good for me, Mom. You have no idea. He's changing my life. Being with him, mentoring him, and yes, controlling him . . " she nods. ". . . is so much better than anything I ever thought I wanted even six months ago. I love him so much, Mom. . " Now Justin gets a tear in his eye. " . . . I promise you that I am going to devote my life to making sure he is safe and loved and handled the way he needs to be handled in order for him to be happy."
"I know that about you, Justin. And that's why I . . . how did you say it? . . . that I like it that you're in charge. Oh, darn. I said it the wrong way . . . I meant that you are naturally a take-charge kind of guy, just the way he needs it."
"Thank you, Mom."
"Thank you, Justin."
And they talk about a great many other things, but that was the most important part of the conversation. One thing in particular, though. She told Justin that one day he should ask brandon about what happened in summer camp. When he was about 10.
And while this was going on, Barry had a chance to talk with brandon while the two of them were cleaning up. Barry kept deferring to brandon, because brandon knew the routine in this house perfectly. And they got a chance to talk. Barry began. "Brandon, your mother has talked about you so much that I feel I've been around with you for a long time now. But that's not really true. It's better here in the same place with you. I want you to know that I am very fond of you and that I since your mother told me about your submissiveness, I am glad that you and Justin are good for one another. And brandon, it's not about submissiveness. This is different. You are a sub. Please don't be upset that I said that."
"Upset? No, you got me, Barry. It's all cool. This is nothing that you haven't seen before, probably with your brother, right?"
"That's right, brandon."
"Well then that's wonderful. Nothing to explain. Sure makes things easier."
"You're right, boy."
"Barry, please, I have to ask you. Please don't call me boy' because it feels weird and messes with my head. Justin calls me boy'."
"Oh right! So stupid of me! I'm sorry, brandon. I'll find other words to use."
"I'm sure you will."
"Any other words to avoid, why we're on the subject?"
"um . . . . baby, sweet boy, oh, and, um, `slave'"
"We will never mention that for your mother's sake. Agreed?"
"Definitely agreed, Barry. Ha! See? I can't call you `sir' either!"
They both laugh.
After that, Barry asks brandon a lot about school, about his courses, his teachers, plans for next semester . . . "
Barry is particularly interested in the pre-Civil War course Justin is having him take and for the reasons why. He's also fascinated with textual criticism and what that involves, but brandon has to admit that he doesn't either. But it's a requirement and one of his professors recommended that he take it after reading his writing.
"I'm not sure if he's recommending that so soon is because he sees potential in me, or because he feels my writing needs help."
"Oh brandon, I'm pretty certain it is because he sees your potential. Mom has read me some of the things you've written and you have real talent, young men. You'll go far, and we'll all be there to root for you and cheer you on!"
"Oh man, that's so sweet! I like it so much that you're planning to stick around."
"Well thank you, brandon. I appreciate hearing you say that.
Time goes so quickly. All of a sudden it is 10 pm and they're heading back to the hotel. They're talking about what a good evening it was and the chats they all had.
"Justin, Barry told me he knows I'm a sub."
"Did that surprise you?"
"Well, I didn't realize he knew so much, even with his brother and all."
"I hope you realize that he'd never say that to your mother."
"wouldn't surprise her" answers brandon
"Really?"
"Mom's no dummy. Never think that. I'm sure she's read every single book about all aspects of gay life she could get her hands on. She knows the score. She would never be blatant about it, though. Like I doubt she'd ever say that to Barry. But then again, what do I know other than they are perfect for one another."
"Good way of thinking. So I hope that makes you feel more comfortable with the situation."
"it does for sure, Sir."
"Anything else you need to tell me while I'm still allowing you to speak?"
"Oh yeah. Once Barry called me `boy' and I asked him not to do that."
"Good for you! I'm sure he understood why."
"We had a good talk about names to call each other and things like that. I almost suggested he call me `son'.
"Didn't your father call you that?"
"No. Not that I remember. He'd call me sweetheart' light of my life.' sonny boy' and branny' was his favorite."
"You realize that we're never going to use the words Master' or slave' around them."
"Yes, Sir. Oh that would be awful!"
Justin chuckles as he thinks to himself that he didn't have to make any decisions about what brandon would get to know because brandon already knows everything and was telling him all the things they were saying.
They pull into the hotel and that's the end of their conversations.
brandon could strip quickly because he wasn't dressed up for dinner. Justin told him to go inside to take a pee, and when he finished and turned around, Justin was there holding the cage and ready to lock it right back up with him in it. He thought he might ask permission to cum, but then decided it's not his place to ask something like that. After Justin caged him again, He ordered the slave to kneel at the toilet again to watch His piss flow into the bowl and He gives the boy a hit of popper before He begins to piss, and just at the popper hits the boy the piss starts to flow and brandon is totally freaked about the whole thing and almost puts his mouth in the stream and then Justin ordered him not to move. Justin didn't do anything to make the boi touch or taste His piss, nothing at all, just to kneel there high on popper and watch the piss go into the bowl and damn, was this beginning to awaken a thirst in the slave!
Justin, still dressed, goes to sit in one of the comfortable chairs in the lovely room. brandon crawls into the room from the bathroom and crawls to its Master. Justin simply points. "Strip my feet and wash them with your mouth. It's been yapping all evening and needs to do something useful to please its Master."
The slave does what it was told, but with a lot of yawning. It's been a long day. Justin gets a naughty idea and decides to go through with it. "Wait!" He commands. He gets up and goes into His case and takes out the rawhide whip He used to begin brandon's training. He goes back to His seat and commands the slave to get back to work. Once brandon's mouth is on the Master's feet again, He takes the whip and gently keeps tossing it over the slave's back. Eventually it will hurt from the cumulative effect but He's not sure He'll do it for that long because brandon is hardly reacting at all. Not only that, but the boi's tongue and mouth feel like it simply has no energy left. Justin just sits and lets it continue and eventually the slave simply caves in and falls asleep with its cheek resting on the Master's toes.
Justin carefully gets out from underneath brandon and then gets off the chair, pulls back the bedding and comes back to half pick up-half help the passed out boy to the bed and gets it in. then He removes His own clothing and gets into bed alongside the slave. He pulls up the blankets and the slave automatically curls itself into its Master's body with its head nestled into His neck. Justin kisses its head and closes His own eyes, and soon enough they are both sound asleep.