"The Alex Series," Book 2: Sweet Subjugation
Chapter 7. Brandon's gratitude; Thursday night.
Dear Justin,
I can't thank You enough for what You and Andy did for me today. I don't know what would have happened if I weren't under Your protection. I'm afraid I might have been gang-raped by those monsters. No one has ever touched me back there, Sir, and to be honest I'm kind of hoping that You will be the one to take my virginity because I really think I will want to give myself to You that way. Maybe not right away, but eventually, and I understand that You will be the one to decide when that will happen because I feel my ass belongs to You along with the rest of me. The first paragraph of Your email to me made me feel so very good and I just re-read it and it took away all the nervousness and fear that was still running through me after what happened today. And things have worked out so well that I'm now living with Michael and he is such a nice guy and we have so many things in common. He is already perceptive too. After You left today he told me that he could see me like a young boy doing hero worship of You. And I am. You are my Hero, Sir.
I also learned the truth of what You wrote me, Sir, that being naked in front of other people will help me realize my status and what I am. It really got to me when You made me present myself to Andy, but I know You saw my hardon so You knew it turned me on. I accept what You've tried to teach me: that I should be naked in front of others and that it is good for me to feel somewhat inferior to everyone. I'm so lucky the way things turned out today. Michael is such a great guy and even a little kinky, and right away agreed that I could be nude all the time. It really turned me on that You gave HIM permission to tell me when to put clothes on if a situation would get dicey. Now I even feel inferior to my brother roommate. I might be crazy, but I love this idea that I can embrace inferiority as something exciting rather than miserable.
I can't wait to learn about Billy and alex. Never knew of this before, but hearing You help me understand the experience I had, hearing You say that I am a "true sub," wow.
I was feeling it all very much so when I went to class this afternoon I wore only a t-shirt and gym shorts without underwear and flip-flops. It was warm out so a lot of guys especially were dressed down so I didn't stick out and my dick wasn't too noticeable (as if I cared!)
I really like the idea of kneeling between Your legs resting my face in Your pubes while You tell me things. I can't wait. It seems like it will be a very restful position for me. I guess I'll be kneeling a lot in my new life!
Justin, You mentioned meeting Gary at Thanksgiving. You don't even know where my hometown is (or maybe you found out?) It makes me feel good that You are looking into a future with me as your faggot cocksucker sub boy, and I think Gary will be turned on by it. He's certainly being encouraging when I tell him things about what's going on. Funny how he's so devoted to my humiliation and wants to make sure I have someone to control me. Guess he always assumed that role in the past but it was more subtle. But now that I looked over what I told you, I realized how he was actually training me to be a gay sub despite the fact that he wasn't interested in that. Damn, he's the one that first got me to eat my own cum. And Yes, Sir, I'll always eat it from now on. I'll be a real cum addict. Can't wait to have Yours in my mouth. Hope You'll let me have the time to taste it before swallowing it.
And Yes, Sir, if that guy mentions spanking me again I'll submit to it. I too hope he pulls down my pants. And thank You for explaining about spanking as opposed to punishment, and also writing a little about punishment for a boy like me. Still a little nervous about it, but I understand that You are the one who will decide what and when and where and how, just like You'll be the one to determine just about everything. To be honest, I don't feel any resentment at all about this, yet. Actually I just feel excited. Especially after today, because what You did has made me understand that I can just relax and put all my trust in You about everything. It's a good feeling.
You noticed that I got the soap so I'll bring the dish with me tomorrow night and just leave the Irish Spring in the bathroom for someone else to use. I got baby powder this morning so I'll have it for tomorrow. I think I'll even put some on tonight after I leave the jocks, cause I'll probably want another shower after that.
As far as cumming goes, I thought it would be real hard for me not to jerk off after blowing a guy, but for some reason it isn't really a problem. In fact, it feels somewhat natural and even a turn on to realize that I don't get to cum as much as Superior Men. The "jocks" (their names are actually Martin and Larry) never seem to have an interest in whether I cum or not. I used to stroke myself when blowing them, but I promise I won't do it tonight. Maybe not even before I go asleep if I can hold off.
I can't wait to get to sniff Your armpits, Sir. Now I understand why sometimes when I've been with a guy I notice a slight odor and was wondering why so many college guys don't seem to use deodorant, especially gay guys who like to get serviced. Now I understand. Thank You for explaining it.
Michael told me something about the Rainbow Table. Apparently they're going to put something up that will keep the area a little more private so people all over the cafeteria can't just look over and see who's hanging out there. It's a good idea, especially because of what happened today.
Your last paragraph about protection proved to be so true, and now I get it totally and it is such a good feeling to know that You are looking out for this vulnerable twink. like I said before, I can't thank You enough. Maybe I can thank You by accepting whatever You think I am ready to try tomorrow night or in the future, and not just instinctively draw back nervously when You suggest something. I'm going to be repeating to myself often that YOU KNOW BEST in all things.
I'm sorry I can't write more at the moment. I promised my mother I'd give a call this afternoon. It will be the first time I've ever talked to my mother naked, except for when I was a little kid. You asked about her and mentioned that I've never spoken about her. She's really neat, and did a good job raising me after Dad passed away. I know it was hard for her losing her spouse. She dated a couple guys over the years since, but it was a top priority for her that they would be well disposed towards me if she ever got involved with anyone. She always made sure they got to meet me after the first date if there was a second, but never felt comfortable for my sake. There's always so many stories going around about stepfathers not treating stepkids well, so I guess that's why she's worried. It's a relief now for her and, in fact, she told me that she met someone at work that she's interested in and they've had a couple of lunches together during the work day. She told him she has a kid in college and he said he's looking forward to meeting me. SO . . . I don't know if she told him I was gay or not, but, knowing her, she won't hide the fact because she would never want to get involved with a homophobe. I came out to her when I was 14 and it wasn't any surprise to her. Funny thing is that she thought maybe something was going on between me and Gary—well, something WAS, but not exactly what she was thinking. She was always good to him and never invaded our privacy. We felt a lot safer together at my house than at Gary's because of all their religious attitudes. Mom always said that would have made a nice couple if Gary was gay. Mom and me usually would go to church on Sundays at the Presbyterian Church because they are very welcoming to gay people and she insisted on that. We used to be Catholic, but as soon as I came out to her, that was the end of that. She wanted nothing more to do with a religion that couldn't realize that a lot of families have gay members they love and that she didn't believe anyone would go to hell because of something they couldn't do anything about. Smart lady. I love her bunches. If You do end up meeting her, I wonder what she'll pick up about the nature of our relationship.
Michael and I are really looking forward to dinner tonight. I think we're going to the Italian place, but I'm letting Michael choose. After all, I'm just a sub. That was so nice of Andy to do that for us. He's a nice guy. I felt totally comfortable with him, even when he was carefully checking me out! Only one more to have to see me now. I think it worked out better this way, one at a time rather than both at once.
Gotta go. I'll have to do some work tonight after I get done with Martin and Larry, or rather, when they get done with me. Question: If I think I'm gonna start to cry when/if I get spanked tonight, should I stop it before that happens? I'm a little nervous about it. I told You that I only got spanked a couple times before but never really hard. I kind of liked it, especially the way he kept lightly running his hands over my ass as if it belonged to him. (At least that's what I imagined.) I don't know what it will be like for me if Larry really decides to spank me. In the porn video they were watching, the girl was crying out a lot when the guy spanked her, but maybe it was all made up like so much porn is. Who knows?
Okay. That's all. Thanks again, Justin, for EVERYTHING!
Brandon
XXOO
Brandon calls his mom.
"Mom, you're not going to believe this, but I met someone I'm crazy about."
"So soon, dear. My goodness, and you've only been there for two weeks. So tell me a bit about him."
"well, his name is Justin. He's a junior here. Mom, he has his own home off campus that he shares with two friends and the house is big and many rooms and each of them has a private bathroom. Can you believe it?"
"Hhahaha. Honey, are you falling for the guy or the house?"
"Haha, Mom. No, it's definitely the guy. We have these long conversations either together or through emails, and he's explained so many things to me about being gay and all and I feel like I'm coming to a much greater understanding of who I am and where I fit in."
"Well, for that alone, I'm happy you have met this Justin."
"Mom, there's more. He's very protective of me. Just this morning I had a big problem with my roommate. It turns out he is pledging a very homophobic fraternity and he saw me sitting at the "Rainbow Table"---that's for LGBT folk---and he started making threats to me, awful threats that scared the hell out of me. Well, Justin had made me promise that if anything ever happened to make me uncomfortable that I should text him, so I did. Next thing I know, those guys were all in trouble with the Dean and Housing made a roommate switch and now I'm living with Michael who is also gay and we have a lot in common. All this just because I sent Justin a text. And next thing I know, Justin and Andy, one of his housemates, show up here and move everything from my old room to the new one. Justin didn't want me to up there because of the threats Clyde had made. Like I said, he's very protective. So all's well that ends well, and I'm now in a great situation as far as housing is concerned."
"Isn't that wonderful. I'm glad to know there is someone looking out for your well-being. But I thought that the U was very open and welcoming for LGBT folk."
"It is, Mom, but there are always a few bad pennies in the bunch. I just happened to end up with one of them. Justin told me that the U just barely tolerates that frat. If they tried to shut it down, it would only go underground and then they'd have no power of it at all. And the guys who made the threats to me, they were all warned to stay away or they'd be expelled!"
"Oh my. Well I guess the U came through for you very quickly and in an effective way."
"Not only that, Mom, but our room is on the first floor of the dorm, right next to the RA's rooms. So we're really in a good situation."
"Honey, I'm so happy to hear that. AND I must say, you sound wonderful. You definitely do sound as if you've been putting some pieces together for yourself. You don't sound as lonely and uncertain about things like you've been since senior year in high school."
"I feel so much better, mom, ever since meeting Justin. Oh, and by the way, courses are going pretty well. Forgot about that."
Mom Laughs. "Well I certainly can see where your priorities lie. Just make sure you don't get behind in your work, dear. But you know, I was just reading an article the other night that says that the major part of the learning on a college campus is not from the courses students take, but rather from the socialization they experience. And that certainly seems to be what's happening for you so far. Just keep me posted."
"You keep me posted, too, Mom. What's happening with that friend from work. His name is Barry, right?"
"Yes, honey. Things are going well. We work in different departments which is a good thing because they don't really approve of fraternization within work teams. But Barry is a vice-president so he's removed from lowly people like myself. Oh, and by the way, I told Barry that you are gay and not only did he take it well, but he got very concerned about whether or not you were safe in such a big school, especially the way the political situation is right now. After I get off the phone with you I think I'll call him and tell him the news about what happened and how the U really came through for you right away. He'll be relieved to hear it. He's dying to meet you, but I fear that won't be until Thanksgiving. it would be far too much for you to drive all the way here and back for just a weekend.
"That's what I was thinking too, Mom. Gary is in the same situation, so none of us will be able to get together until then. And Justin was hinting around about wanting to meet Gary and you over the holidays, but I don't know whether or not that will work out. Or even if I'll still be dating Justin by then. I hope so, but I'm going to be realistic about things."
"I'm happy to hear that, Brandon."
And they finish their call, Michael gets home from class and then Brandon finally can gets dressed. They head out for dinner.
Dinner with Michael
"Wow! This place is nice! Nothing like this at home!" exclaims Michael.
Brandon thinks before speaking up a snarly answer and instead says, "I'm glad you like it. I hear it is popular with college faculty."
"Then it must be really pricey?" asks Michael.
"Probably, but don't worry about that. Andy gave us a $100 bill."
"Honey, where did you ever find these people? Encouraging, generous, welcoming, friendly people with nothing to prove."
"What a nice thing to say about my friends! Thank you. And you are perfectly correct. It was all an accident, really."
Brandon blushes. "I'll have to tell you later. I'm not saying it in public."
Michael giggles and takes an index card out of his pocket and gives it to Brandon with a pen. "Write it out. I can't wait that long."
Brandon gives him a pissy look, and writes down "I gave Justin a blow job through the glory hole in the library basement men's room. I'll tell you the rest later. and he told me I was no good at it, then went over and locked the door and played around with me for about an hour then left. And we started emailing each other back and forth and I love it!" And then, with a sly look, he passes it to Michael, under the table! And then sits across from him with a perfectly blank stare until after Michael blushed bright red and his mouth popped open, and at that point, Brandon lost it!!!!! Michael caught it. And so did their Waiter!!!!
Michael asks Brandon after they settled down, "Order for me? All I ever get is spaghetti"
"Is that what you want?"
"No!"
"you like chicken?"
"Sure"
When the waiter comes over, Brandon orders two orders of chicken parmigiana with penne on the side instead of spaghetti. Simple and basic and nicer than what Michael's used to. Gotta break him in slow, just like Justin is breaking him in.
"Trust me, Michael."
"sure thing. if we subs can't trust one another, then we are really lost!
Brandon chuckles. "so real small town, right?"
"Yes. Couldn't wait to escape. My grandmother cried but said she thought it was the best thing for me to do. She's paying for everything for me and it's all in her will if she dies. But she's not sick or anything."
"Wow. Does she know about you?"
"I think so. Never actually came out, but she has two friends who are gay married, so nothing like that would bother her at all.
"wow. then do it, Michael. Tell her? Oh, damn, I `d so proud of you if you could do that!"
Michael succumbs to Brandon's smile. "Ok. I'll . . . . I'll call her after we get back from supper. She stays up late and sleeps in late."
"I'm glad you have her. And also, this means that you've got nothing to fear from your parents when they find out you are gay. They can't pull you out of school."
"Wow, Brandon, I never even thought of it that way! And if I tell them and they freak, I could always go stay with grandma! Wow. I'm really escaping!
The waiter brings their food. Michael looks at it in awe. "Oh my, and it smells so good! And look at the cute macaroni's"
"You know what they're called in most Italian restaurants?"
"What. I want to learn this stuff."
"Penne." He pronounces it for him.
"Brandon, did I say anything else wrong?"
"I don't remember, but if you want me to tell you these things, I`ll be glad to."
"Please do. You can be my "coach!"
"Coach? Nah, sounds too Dom for me. Um, how about "advisor."
"A great choice! Advisor it is. `Hello, My name is Michael and this is Brandon, my advisor"' sounds good!
"How about your home, Brandon?"
"It's wonderful. It's just me and mom since Dad passed away, but we really get along well and we have a lot of fun together. I can tell her anything. She never judges and only offers advice if I ask for it. But I always do, because it makes her happy! Four bedroom house, as if we need it, but it's a very nice town. Very open. Not really city but not far from one. A lot of gay men and women in the area so no one ever makes a big deal out of it. So I told her when I was 14. And we went on from there. She actually met three of my high school boyfriends."
"Wait. You had three different boyfriends in the four years of high school?"
"Yes. I told you, I'm a slut."
"So now what about this Justin? Will it only be for a short time?"
"To be honest, Michael, I really hope it isn't. This feels very different. And it's not just because he's a Dom. I was sub for all my guys, but who knows much in high school after all? But he's turning me on so much, and our conversations are great, and I know he is bringing me along in ways I've never gone before and I like all of it. Bit by bit.
"Tell me about the other boyfriends in high school. What was different about them?"
"Michael, we were just little boys playing around. If I hung out every day with a guy for several weeks, then we'd say we were boyfriends until we stopped wanting to hang out any more. And most of the time, I just let them call the shots, and I'd always blow them but they wouldn't always blow me back and that was fine, and the last one---sebby, he actually started to spank me and he really got into it a few times. So I'm not a total virgin. But that was just about all. They all knew each other and about each other. One day, shortly before graduation, sebby had this crazy idea. Since I'd been with all three of them, they though it would be hot if I got into a bath tub and they all pissed on me. I said no at the time but now I regret I did. That would have been hot. "
Michael says, "Damn there's a whole lot I'm gonna learn from you, dude. So did you ever get pissed on?
"Yeah. Sebby liked to do it. I'd let him if we were over his house, but not mine. Once he asked if I'd let him piss IN my mouth and I said no. Damn, I really was a bitch for him. He rarely ever blew me or gave me a hand job. He's turning into a selfish Dom. Someone to be avoided."
"Do you worry about that with Justin?"
"Nah. Could never say Justin was selfish. He's not restricting me from playing around with others. He talks a lot about having to learn my limits so he's being careful. And look at the way he responded this morning!"
"Sure you're right, Brandon. I sure hope it works out for you."
"So what are you doing Friday night?"
Michael gives him a sly smile. "I've . . . I've got a date."
"Hey, good for you! Anyone I know?"
"He sits at our table sometimes. Taller than us. Nice build. Very much a take-charge guy. Told me he'd been watching me and I look like a little lost lamb."
"Holy shit! That's laying it on pretty thick. You're a lamb, but my Justin is a python! Pythons could gobble down lambs in just a couple minutes."
"And where are you going?"
"Nowhere. Dinner down at Burger King. Then back to his room for Netflix and chill, if you know what I mean."
"Good for you, dude! Um, do you need any advice?"
"Ha! Don't forget, on Sunday night, Justin told me that I'm no good at it. That's why he doesn't stop me from getting like he says, "a lot of practice. Hey, how' the food?"
"Can't believe it tastes so good. So many different flavors. And thanks for asking for penne instead of spaghetti."
"Hey, what are friends for? Looking out for each other."
"so Brandon, are you spending the night at Justin's?
"I have no idea. He hasn't said anything about it. I'll put an overnight thing in the car, just in case. And I guess you'll be spending the night with Netflix guy. And by the way, what is his name? Dracula?
"Very funny. No. It's Craig. Just plain Craig. Just my speed. Nothing exotic. Yet!"
Giggles.
Food is done. They decide to get ice cream on campus for dessert.
"So, neither of us knows whether or not he'll be home tomorrow night."
"Let's make a code. If we're going to be home, we'll just text one another "home."
"Wow. You are a master at making up codes! laughs.
"It's gotta be something we'll remember. You walk in the door and drop your shit on the floor and say to yourself, "home! Thank God!" And then you'll remember to text."
"Brilliant."
"And hey, don't be afraid to tell Craig about your experiences, that is, you haven't had much experience."
"you sure?"
"Well he's gonna find out anyway so you might as well be up front about it, don't you think?"
"Got a point there."
They get their ice cream and head home. Michael starts on homework, Brandon sets his watch and has a little snooze.
END OF CHAPTER SEVEN
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