Training Ryan-4
I looked down at Ryan sitting on the upright chair, panting and sweaty from his huge orgasm, his sparse pubes matted with spunk. His penis was shrinking fast and curling up in its nest. I ruffled his tousled hair and he looked up at me with a shy, obedient smile. I thought to myself what an attractive boy he was and that he had just the right combination of a powerful sex drive and a submissive nature. He just needed someone to take control of his life and tell him what to do and then he could be a spectacularly kinky sex boy. I stroked his smooth, slim body, feeling it respond to my touch and hearing him moan softly.
"Let's get you up on here, boy," I said. I put my hands under his armpits and lifted him up on to the bondage table. I laid him back and adjusted the lighting so that the naked body was the center of attraction in the dungeon. I caressed his body as he adjusted to the feeling of being helpless and displayed.
I cupped his softened, sticky package. "I see that I need to control this until you are able to, Ryan." I ran my finger though his matted pubic curls. "This is man hair and a boy has to earn it. You have shown that you are not yet ready for it, pup, so it has to go until you are ready."
"Yes Sir," he whispered.
I turned on the flat-panel screen that I had mounted on the ceiling facing down at the bench. I adjusted the small camera that was also on the ceiling so that Ryan's pubes filled the whole screen. I opened the drawer under the bench and took out the electric razor. Ryan winced as I turned it on and he watched the screen intently as I removed his manhood.
"There! That's better...but I like my boys to be super smooth and you can't beat a wet shave." I took the aerosol can from the drawer and sprayed a goodly amount of foam on his pubic area. I worked it in with my fingers, probably taking much longer than was strictly necessary but it was a such a pleasurable feeling--his cock, soft at first but starting to engorge again, and his firm young balls. I reached under and soaped his crack and pucker. Ryan whimpered as he couldn't help but hump his slim hips up and down, fucking my slippery hands as his young cock proudly went rigid again.
I took a safety razor from the drawer and started to shave his pubes, removing the foam and the remaining short stubble, working carefully round the base of his scrotum. When I was satisfied that there was no more pubic hair to be removed, I said, "Lift your legs, pup, and hold your ankles above your head and let me check your ass." He obeyed and I ran the razor over his crack. It was already almost hairless so it did't take long. Then I took a towel and wiped off all the traces of foam. I have to say that he looked super cute and sexy with his boy equipment displayed like that.
"Now to put my mark on you, pup, to show anyone who has you in this position that you are owned and being trained by me." I took the fine indelible marker and slowly and carefully put `MJ' on the area between his pubic mound and his rosebud. And then I added a symbol, a single curved line that looked like an erect penis and two testicles with the tip facing hole. I slapped his cute ass. "Now it's official Ryan...you are my boy undergoing training. Put your legs down. I am gong to make sure that you won't be ejaculating without permission."
I pulled out a device that was a collection of metal bands. "Do you know what this is, Ryan?"
"Errrr...is it a cock and ball cage, Sir?" he said.
"You got it, pup! It's a chastity device that allows a master to control a boy's orgasms. I am going to fit it on you and lock it so that I can be sure that you won't get an erection and spurt in between our sessions."
"But Sir, people will see it," he stammered, blushing. "My jeans are tight and the bulge will show... and I've got roomies."
I grinned. "Then you will have to learn to control your sex so that you won't have to wear it." I fitted the two semicircular bands round the base of his cock and behind his balls, locking it tight. "We will have to see to this," I said, flicking his erection. "I have just the thing for it." I opened the small fridge and took out the ice tray. I picked up some ice cubes and held them his erection. He yelped at the cold but it had its effect...his penis shrank again. and I fitted the shiny steel cage to it, securing it to the base ring and to another band that spread his balls. I tested it and assured myself that it wasn't possible to remove it.
"There, that's taken care of that, pup. It looks good on you. I think it's time for break. Jump down and grab a couple of beers for us from the fridge." I sat back in the armchair and watched my naked boy wait on me, smiling as he walked self-consciously with his tight genital cage bobbling from side to side and he felt the air on his hairless pubes. He opened the bottles and gave one to me. I indicated the sofa opposite me and said, "Sit over there, pup. Cheers." and we sipped our drinks.
"Now you get to tell me about your sexual fantasies, the scenes you think about when you masturbate. You must tell me all, however kinky it is. You understand?"
"Yes, Sir," he said looking rather embarrassed and taking another pull of beer. "I got one scene that turns me on. It's where I imagine I have a part-time job that I do at weekends. It's at a large country house that's an expensive sex club. It's like a small hotel and every weekend wealthy guys book rooms from Friday evening to Monday morning. I work there as a sex boy. I check in with the guard Friday evening at the basement door at the back. I strip naked put all my clothes in a locker that the guard locks...I won't need them again till Monday morning. Around the same time other boys arrive and they are prepared the same way and are put in adjacent cells.
"The clients check in at the lobby upstairs. When they have taken their rooms, they are offered all sorts of entertainment. The client can use room service where they have a guard deliver a boy to their room. They make their choice on the CCTV menu where they can see photos and video clips of the boys on duty and their specialities. When they order up a boy, they specify how the want him dressed, like loincloth. tight running shorts and white sox, leather pouch, nude in cuffs and chains, just a t-shirt. And they can also order special equipment like electro-torture stuff, canes and whips, ropes, leather wrist and ankle straps. Some clients bring their own special clothes and equipment. A guard prepares the boy and delivers him to the room. There may be just one guy in the room or sometimes two; sometimes it's a daddy and his boy and some daddies bring their young sons as a treat to show him how to use a boy.
"When a client is finished with a boy, he phones the guardroom and a guard collects the boy and returns to the cell block to be cleaned up ready for the next client. The tips for the quality of the performance and for `special' services can be real good.
"Then there are shows put on for all the clients in a small theater that is like an arena with a stage. The clients can have a meal during a performance, waited on by nude severs, while they watch boys and guards act out various scenes. Anything goes; there is a lot of BDSM as well as sex and the guards aim to do whatever pleases the clientele."
I watched Ryan, sprawled naked across the sofa, as he recounted his jerk-off fantasies and I noted how he became more agitated and a glazed look had come to his face. His hands grasped and tugged at the steel pod locked to his groin that contained his cock and balls and it was clear that he was unable to get the erection he desperately needed. Suddenly he came out of his fantasy world and looked angrily at his steel pod. He groaned... and then giggled. "You set me up so that I couldn't get off. My cage is so tight now, it's agony."
I smiled at him. "Well, get used to it, pup. I did warn you that cumming without permission would lead to punishment. But it was a very nice story. Come over here and kneel on the floor in front to me." He obeyed and watched as I slid my shorts down and released my swollen cock. He needed no instructions as he licked the tip and opened his mouth to take my mushroom, his tongue busy massaging my slit. He cupped my balls as he slid his soft lips down my shaft, nuzzling my pubes. He looked up at me with puppy eyes as his head bobbed up and down. I ran my fingers through his hair, pushing his head down more and more. I groaned and held his head as I shot my master cum into his eager mouth. I used my hard cock to wipe the dribbles of cum into his mouth as he eagerly sucked all in. I leaned forward and held his face in my hands, kissing his sticky lips as our tongues entwined. "I think you are going to be an excellent boy," I murmured.
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